The oscillation of the explosion caused the mountain to collapse, and large and small gravels continued to fall down from the walls on both sides of the canyon.
Rody seemed to sense something happening behind him, but the wave of air swept behind them, leaving them with no room to look back.
The golden light completely suppressed the sunlight in the sky, as if the land had been dominated by the burning flames. The violent shock wave hit the mountains fiercely, and the land was cut into pieces.
Everyone ran out from the other side of the canyon in one breath, with loud rumblings behind them. Looking back, they saw that the passage of the canyon had been blocked by countless large and small gravels.
"Augustin, he... did he... die with them?" Roddy seemed a little stunned.
Everyone's heads were covered with dust and their faces were almost indistinguishable. Only Miao Si's head had been buried in Rody's arms. At this moment, she finally raised her head. Although she was too weak to speak, there was a smile in the corner of her eyes. But she shed two tears.
Although Miaosi did not hear Augustine's last words, but with such a violent explosion, and the fact that she could no longer feel Augustine's breath at this moment, she must have...
Everyone in this battle was extremely useless. They originally had two masters, Ruolan and Old Mark, who had almost reached the Paladin level, and Heisha and Old Sith, who were magicians who had reached the Great Practitioner level. However, they He was beaten into disgrace by the opponent. Not only now Heisha and Ruolan have completely lost their fighting ability. Old Mark was also seriously injured, if Augustin hadn't sacrificed himself in the end. I'm afraid the whole army will really be wiped out here.
Rody gritted his teeth, looked at everyone, and whispered: "Let's go!"
Everyone was silent, knowing that there was no other choice now. Escape to the beach as quickly as possible, board a boat and leave, is the only option.
Rody took a deep look at the old magician. This was clearly the territory of Sauron Kingdom. And the large group of people from the Earth Temple can actually come here, so the suspicion of King Sauron will never escape.
And he was too optimistic. The temple had been able to rule the continent for so long, so naturally they were powerful. Although his side was strong, they were completely defeated in the end.
There were no horses at this moment, so everyone could only walk. Fortunately, there were no pursuers coming from behind.
Augustine's self-destruction blocked all their pursuers.
This side of the canyon. A large pit with a radius of dozens of meters has appeared on the ground. There are many broken corpses of dragon warriors scattered around. Most of the blood has dried up, and the rest is mixed with the dust, turning into red and black. thing.
Augustine's body had vanished into thin air. His fighting spirit exploded, burning every part of his body. At this moment, not even the metal armor was left, and only a broken cross sword was left on the ground!
That cutting sword is the unique sword of the Holy Knight. It can be regarded as a rare and good sword. At this moment, only half of it is left. The sword body is burnt black and stuck diagonally on the ground.
On the ground next to it, there was a long and thin sword stuck in it. Although the sword still maintained its basic integrity, there were a few more gaps on the blade. It's the accessory used by Arslan.
Although Arslan and Augustine had no bones left and their souls were shattered, the two swords were stuck to the ground, as if they were entangled in their lives.
Suddenly, a hand gently stretched out and pulled out the thin sword on the ground. This hand was hidden in the sleeves of a set of robes from the wrist up. With the tips of his slender fingers, he gently and deftly held the sword in his hand.
A golden light emerged from this hand, instantly covering the sword's edge. The sword made a sound like a dragon's roar, and quickly healed automatically, and the damaged areas quickly became brand new. .
The man looked at the sword with satisfaction and let out a faint sigh!
The sunlight has been blocked by the dust all over the sky, and the whole sky is groggy. This man stands under the gloomy sky, with the hem of his black robe fluttering, revealing a pair of calfs as white as jade.
"Arslan, I have long said that you will not succeed. Alas... What a pity..." This voice was low and had an indescribable charm, as if it had the tone of an ancient chant.
This guy is the mysterious man in black who has been following Arslan in the temple!
"Arslan, how beautiful you were when you were alive..." There was a trace of enthusiasm and fascination in those eyes, but then they dimmed: "Unfortunately, after you died, didn't you just turn into a trace of dust? ? Huh... I really miss your wonderful body... "
This man held a sword in one hand and took off the black cloak on his head with the other hand, revealing his face...
The lines on this face are as clear as a knife, and the slender eyes, far from being considered a flaw, give people a seductive feeling, especially the long eyelashes that cover the eyes. Under the straight bridge of the nose, there was a cold smile on the bright red mouth.
Such a face is exactly the same as Arslan!
Unfortunately, there is a bump on that slender neck... that is the male's Adam's apple!
He seemed to look around: "Well, are all those little guys dead? Sigh... Augustine, you make me feel very sad. Although those guys are of little use, they will lose so much at once. I can't explain it to the old guys in the clan..."
"Humph, there is only one paladin left in the temple, and the remaining saints are just empty frames... Although the combination of magic is really a headache... but..." At this point. A sharp look flashed in his eyes: "Prometheus... what power do you have to restrain our great dragon clan?"
A long laugh sounded in this broken wilderness...
The fleeing people were not far from the seaside, and they would soon reach a small town. Although that small town was not large, it was the southernmost port of Sauron Kingdom.
Rody could no longer hold on any longer, and his weakness made it impossible to continue holding Miao Si. And everyone is fleeing. Roddy discovered a situation that shocked and angered him...
Nidis didn't follow!
Old Mark took Seth with him, and the old magician held on to the unconscious Princess Ruolan, while he hugged Miaosi... But Nidis was missing!
"Don't look anymore, Roddy..." the old magician said calmly: "No one can survive such a violent explosion!"
Rody's eyes flashed coldly as he stared at the old magician quietly.
The old magician was actually suppressed by his gaze and seemed to be a little unbearable. Roddy said lightly: "What about you? When are you going to take action?"
"What?"
Rody sneered: "No need to pretend, didn't the king order you to leave me in Roland Continent?" After a pause, Rody sneered: "This is basically the territory of the Kingdom of Sauron. If the king hadn't secretly arranged it, So can the large group of temple troops sneak in here to stop us? Also, why are there no troops stationed around here when we make so much noise during the battle? "
Cold sweat broke out on the old magician's head, and he forced a smile and said: "You... you are very thoughtful."
Rody sighed: "Mr. Sith, we are in trouble together in the dwarf country. So I don't want to be your enemy, but if you are still prepared to take action here, I am afraid I have no choice.
The old magician seemed to be smiling bitterly, but his eyes were firm! He was heard whispering: 'I'm sorry, Roddy. I don't want to be like this... Since I was born, my whole life has been dedicated to the revival of the Shaka Empire!
He quickly took a few steps back and stood outside the attack range of Rody and others. He opened his hands slightly and the magic power fluctuations on his body spread rapidly.
"Rody!" He shouted in a deep voice: "You should understand that you are no match for me now! You suffered too much losses in the battle just now, and no one of you is my match now!"
Roddy still held his scimitar horizontally, smiled coldly, and said, "When did you ever see me surrender?"
The old magician seemed to want to say something else: "I just can't let you leave the Roland continent. If you are willing to follow me back to the capital, you can! This way at least your companions will not have to die..."
But Old Mark gave a long laugh, jumped out lightly with a sword, blocked Rody behind him, and said with a smile: "Old boy, you might as well show off all your abilities! Let me see what you have." What a great thing!"
The old magician let out a long roar. In the shrill and sharp roar, four or five wind blades shot from his hands. However, Old Mark's body turned into a red light and instantly blocked it from left to right, shooting in those directions. All incoming wind blades were blocked.
Sith's voice became even deeper: "It's useless! Although you are a paladin-level warrior, you are no match for a magician in this kind of long-distance combat! Rody, I will give you one last chance. First, I will kill all of you, and then arrange this place to make it look like you were blocked and killed by the temple! Second, you follow me back to the capital, and you will be secretly placed under house arrest, but your lives will be preserved..."
Rody sneered, slashed with the scimitar in his hand, and shouted: "Give up!"
The old Sith seemed to be sighing: "Then, forgive me, I have no choice... Ah!!!"
Just in the middle of his words, he suddenly let out a scream of surprise!
I saw half of the bloody sword thrust out of the old magician's chest! The tip of the sword was still dripping with blood. When the old magician saw the blade piercing his chest, his eyes almost bulged out, with an incredible look, as if he couldn't believe the reality in front of him!
Faced with this sudden change, Old Mark and Roddy seemed to be stunned!
I heard a clear and cold voice behind Old Sith whisper: "Forgive me, although I don't want to do this, but I have no other choice..."
The long sword was drawn out, and the old magician took a deep breath in, but could no longer spit it out. He opened his hands as if he was trying hard to grab something, but was unable to succeed, and finally fell into the dust. …
Behind him, a person with half of his body covered in blood seemed to be standing staggeringly. It was Nidis!
At this moment, half of Nidis's body was soaked in blood, and her originally pretty face had lost all color, but when she looked at Rody, there was a hint of deep love and hate in her eyes.
Roddy seemed to be stunned. When he came to his senses and went to help Nidis, Nidis had finally fallen down.
Rody ran over quickly and put Nidis on his shoulders. Before he could finish speaking, Nidis suddenly opened her mouth and bit Roddy's neck hard!
She bit so hard, but she still couldn't bite Roddy. Rody could clearly feel two lines of cold tears flowing down his neck.
"I originally followed you and wanted to run away..." Nidis' voice was full of resentment: "When the female dragon stabbed you, you actually pushed me away! Did I even die with you? Don’t you have the right to die?”
Rody's first reaction was to habitually scold this woman, but then his throat became blocked, as if something was choking in his throat. He couldn't say a word, but carefully moved Ni Dis helped him over. His movements were unexpectedly light, as if he was afraid that if he applied a little more force, it would affect Nidis' wounds.
At this moment, Roddy could only support Nidis with one hand and Miaosi with the other hand, sighing: "Okay, this is no place to stay, we must leave quickly!"
Old Mark didn't move. He suddenly showed a wry smile, pointed in the direction of the sky, and sighed: "I'm afraid it's not that simple..."
In the sky, the dust-covered sun seemed a little obscure, and a slender figure floated there, his whole body shrouded in a black robe! And in his hand, he held a long, thin sword!
Although he couldn't see clearly who it was, the murderous aura permeating that person was clearly revealed.
"It's so touching... I didn't expect that I was half a step late and saw such a touching scene!" The man gradually fell to the ground, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he walked over in a swagger.
When he saw his face clearly, Rody was surprised and shouted: "Arslan!"
"No, you are wrong." The man smiled, and the smile on his face was as soft and bright as the moonlight: "My name is not Arslan, my name... It is a bit more complicated to say it in the language of the Dragon Clan, but Translated into your human language, it means the successor of the Dragon God! You can call me 'Lord Dragon God'!"
As he spoke, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then Old Mark and Roddy felt a severe pain in their heads, as if they had been stabbed by something, and they staggered back a few steps involuntarily. …