"Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!"
The four-winged eagle made a high-pitched scream, probably not expecting that the other party would take the initiative to send it to the door. .
It can't wait to open its beak, and without avoiding it, it bites straight at Lorgar.
Then everyone saw this shocking scene!
Luo Jia instantly transformed into a huge desert wolf, and slapped the monster bird's face with a slap in the face, and the strength was like a dull thunder! The eagle's head was tilted to one side, and the hook mouth, which was enough to hold an adult, suddenly changed shape under this blow, and the front half even broke, and flew out.
At this time, it was too late for the hybrid to adjust its posture, and the two beasts collided violently.
Lorgar spat out a mouthful of blood again, but his three feet held onto the opponent tightly, and his fangs bit into the flesh of the evil beast.
There was a sudden increase in weight, and the evil beast obviously realized that something was wrong, and desperately flapped its wings, trying to raise its height again. But wanting to carry a wolf girl with the same weight as himself and flying is undoubtedly far beyond its ability. No matter how much it flaps its wings, the two giant beasts keep falling.
"Andrea!" Ashes shouted to his companions.
"I knew that you had to rely on me to end it," Andrea threw the rifle to Echo, ran and jumped to the high platform, and summoned a magic longbow at the same time.
At this time, a wolf and a bird also fell heavily to the high platform.
A flash of white light, the desert wolf pressing on the four-winged eagle suddenly disappeared without a trace, Ashes knew that Lorgar had either exhausted his magic power or lost consciousness. But if you can do this, the outcome is a foregone conclusion. She directly stripped off the robe of a dead Sandman warrior and rushed towards the evil beast.
When I got closer, I noticed that there were a lot of scattered wounds on the carapace on the back and abdomen of the evil beast, some were scratches, some were a small hole, and there were green mucus and blue blood wafting out of it. These wounds should have been left by the First Army, but none of them could cause fatal damage to the evil beast.
After Ashes found the motionless third princess caught in the gap between the wings, she carried her down the high platform.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the longbow in Andrea's hand had already bloomed with dazzling golden light.
The mixed-species Evil Beast, which fell hard, shook its head and staggered up from the ground, only to find that a golden sun seemed to light up beside it.
"Hey, where are you looking?" Andrea sneered, "Fly again."
"Roar!" At this time, it came back to its senses, and in a panic, it spread its wings and wanted to escape, but it was too late.
A group of dazzling rays of light that cannot be looked directly shot out from the bow of magic power, with a thunderous whistle habitually entering the body of the evil beast, in an instant, countless golden rays of light appeared from its body, like the blazing sun emerging from its shell. In general, engulf it in the glow!
After the roar, a circular gap several meters wide appeared in the center of the high platform. Only a small section of the torso of the burly four-winged eagle was left lying beside the gap.
And in this rain of flesh and blood, Andrea stood proudly, and the golden bowstrings set off her long hair with dazzling brilliance.
"What are you still holding on to the longbow, are you wasting your magic power?" Ashes under the stage stood up angrily and said.
"Of course, it's to let the people here remember my strong appearance... Ah, bah bah," she suddenly covered her mouth in the middle of speaking, "It's all your fault for seducing me to talk, what if the minced meat falls into your mouth!"
Ashes couldn't think of any other expressions besides rolling his eyes.
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Mad Flame Patriarch Guerz took his daughter from Ashes with a heavy expression, his shoulders trembled slightly, "Lorgar she..."
"Alive, but the situation is not optimistic. Even the best herbal medicine can only delay the death of this kind of injury," Ashes said with a shrug, "unless she can be treated immediately."
"You... have a way to cure her?"
"Yes, and as good as before the duel."
Gulz widened his eyes in disbelief, stared at the transcendent witch for a while before slowly opening his mouth and said, "Then... what's the price?"
"You'll know soon," Ashes spread her hands, "but what I want to ask is, do you admit the result of the sacred duel?"
"The mad flame is not an iron whip. We will not deny the victory in exchange for blood and honor. And..." Goulz sighed, "At this stage, no one can deny the title of the head of your clan. No. If you don't believe me, listen..."
Ashes certainly had heard it.
Whether it is under the high platform or the road of burning fire, as long as someone stands, they all call out a name in unison.
"Aosha! Aosha! Aosha!"
Just as the crowd cheered, Echo stepped onto the stage of the duel step by step.
"I am the patriarch of the Aosha clan, Drow Silvermoon, but I have another name, the echo of the Greycastle Witch Alliance!" Her voice overcame all the noise and clearly reached everyone's ears , "Since I was framed by the Iron Whip Clan, I lost everything I owned. Not only were my clan exiled, but I was also sold into slavery by them, from the Clear Water Harbor to the Royal Capital of Greycastle. There, I was fortunate enough to be taken by a The witch organization rescued them, and then went to a small town in the west, and the name was changed to Echo."
She paused, then said, "I prefer this name to Drow Silver Moon. Although I have gone through hardships, I can get much more happiness than I did in the desert. It used to be an inconspicuous frontier. The town has now become a prosperous and prosperous city. Most of the changes during this period were brought about by a lord. He was Roland Wimbledon, His Majesty the King of Greycastle, and he was the final Changed my destiny!"
Ashes was stunned for a while, "This... doesn't seem to be the rhetoric from the previous rehearsal."
"Well," Andrea chuckled, "but it should be what she wants to say the most. Anyway, we just need to applaud her below."
Echo seemed a little nervous at first, but after talking about the experience and interesting life in Neverwinter, it became smoother, "I know you are all wondering why I say this, after all, it is the territory of the Northerners, no matter how beautiful it is, And it has nothing to do with us sand people. That's right... maybe it used to be, but it's different now!"
"His Majesty's words on his lips are that Neverwinter does not ask about his background. There are ordinary people, witches, and even aliens from all over Greycastle in his city! This is enough to prove his kindness and tolerance. I intend to save the people of Mojin from this bloody and barren desert and bring you a new source of water and oasis, just as he did when he helped the witch. I am here at the will of His Majesty Roland Wimbledon. The head of the clan brings the news to you: he has decided to become the warchief of the Mojin, to rule the desert, and to regard us all as his people!"