In the Caucasus and the Berian wasteland, the decaying cities in the distance glow dimly.
The stench of the wasteland has not dissipated.
The ignited ruins still emitted pungent smoke, and the extinguished embers emitted dark red firelight, flickering in the cold wind like a dying breath.
Thousands of snow powder fell in the cold wind, covering the ground, scattering into the fortress, and falling into the world along with the pervasive cold wind.
The wounded soldiers lying on the felt made difficult sounds, gasped hard, and exhaled white air, as if their souls were dispersing in the approaching death.
This war with natural disasters is about to end.
The shadow of the Eagle-Winged Mother emerged from the land of the Caucasus, passed straight through the Berian Wasteland, and was about to reach the country's last line of defense.
Greed has devoured millions of lives. Countless harpies hatched from blood and carrion, surrounding themselves under the command of the supreme lord of the sky, the great Eagle-Winged Mother. They have swallowed most of the kingdom into their belly. .
This country is like a prey struggling under the beak of a natural disaster, being disemboweled bit by bit, devouring its internal organs, feasting on it, and dying before losing its last life.
In the ditch where the mud and water were frozen, the stench of broken boots and rotten feet lingered. Dozens of disheveled soldiers lay on the ground, sleeping deeply, snoring one after another like thunder.
In the falling snow, in a corner that was still warm and sheltered from the wind, someone tossed and turned. In the end, he gave up on himself and gave up sleep. He pulled open the half-broken curtain covering his face, revealing a face covered with ashes and stains, as well as dry and cracked faces. lips.
He climbed up, clawed his way through the ditch, stuck his head into the howling cold wind, and gasped for life-saving fresh air.
"It's really terrible. In this country, just foot odor can be used as a weapon, right?"
Charles lay on the edge and retched for a long time, but nothing came out. In the silence with only snoring, he looked blankly at the surrounding wilderness and the city behind him.
After a long while, he raised his foot and kicked the sleeping guy next to him.
"I heard a group of girls singing..."
"Don't make trouble." Wolf Flute turned over on the ground and muttered: "It's so late at night, there's no one singing."
"Really." Charles shouted in a low voice: "I smell the smell of wine, Royal Knight..."
"You think too much."
Langdi was so disturbed that he couldn't sleep, so he casually grabbed a broken bucket filled with ** and handed it to him: "Here, take a sip of old kerosene to cushion your bed."
“…”
Charles was speechless and squatted back in the trench. The two stared at each other wordlessly for a long time... and shivered in unison.
"chilly!"
"It's so damn cold!"
Charles wrapped his clothes tightly around his body and was about to cry, "Why isn't there even heating? The local gang is so rude!"
"I can't help it, I'm poor."
Langdi shook his head, took out a small bottle from his arms, and took a sip, "Having a blanket to cover you is already a sign of gratitude and respect from these Caucasian gentlemen for your willingness to fight to death. You are not satisfied yet, want to Heating girl and wine, are you still a human being?"
“…”
Ciel looked directly at the bottle in his hand, "What is that you are drinking?"
He had been hungry all night and was so cold that he wanted to warm himself by the fire in hell. When he saw that there was something to eat in Wolf Flute's hand, he couldn't help but want to pounce on it.
"This? You want some?"
Wolf Flute raised his eyebrows and put the bottle in front of Ciel's nose. Ciel was almost knocked over by the pungent smell.
"Would you like to try it? It is a special medicine for treating neurological disorders and schizophrenia. It is very useful. Since I started drinking it, I can no longer see my non-existent second cousin."
"You're not ready yet?"
"It's not that easy."
Lang Flute shook his head. Behind him, the shadow of the half-broken wolf-headed god flashed away, still looking miserable.
"That old guy Wagner is really awesome. Although they are both divine beasts, Anubis's completion level is far behind that of the Valkyrie that has been passed down from generation to generation. It just scratched a little... and turned into this weird look. Think about it. It’s better, it will take at least half a year.”
Seeing his appearance, Ciel couldn't help but shake his head.
Unable to sleep, looking at the dark sky, my expression became sad.
"I don't know how Xiao Yezi and Bai Xi are doing now. No matter how I think about it, I'm still a little worried!"
"Don't worry." Lang Di gloated and laughed: "According to my understanding, Ye Qingxuan is doing very well now. He is probably holding back all his energy and wants to beat you."
Charles spread his hands, "Then there's nothing we can do. After all, I ran away first..."
"Don't be sad, no matter what, you are much better than me." Langdi shrugged, "There is still a terrible old man in the world who is ready to clean up the house."
"You mean..."
Before he finished speaking, Lang Di's expression suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and raised a finger to his mouth to signal him to be silent.
"Shhh."
boom!
A sudden roar exploded from the sky, and crazy lightning brewed, burst out, and struck the world, bringing an instant of blazing light.
The electric light illuminated the invisible wolves around Wolf Flute, and the wolves' green eyes stared silently at the sky.
But the thunder and lightning only flashed for a moment and then returned to silence. For a long time, there was no sound.
Wolf Flute breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his hand, and shook his head at Ciel:
"Never mention that name, especially when I'm here..."
Ciel didn't speak, but looked straight at him with strange eyes.
"What's the matter?"
Langdi smiled helplessly: "Are you scared?"
"Is it warm?"
Ciel suddenly asked, making him stunned.
Ciel pointed at him, filled with righteous indignation: "Don't quibble, I just saw it, so hairy, it must be very warm! I said why don't you shiver at all! It's too much, you have so many wolves, and you can't use them all. , give me one at least!"
“…”
Two minutes later.
Ciel, who was surrounded by wolves, moaned happily, holding one in his arms and rubbing it against the fur.
"Take good care of yourself."
Langdi glanced at him helplessly: "You will have to work hard tomorrow."
Charles was silent for a long time, scratching his head, "By the way, you don't really want me to deal with natural disasters tomorrow, right?"
"Didn't I tell you this many times?"
"...I thought you were joking!"
Xia Ermeng pressed, "Forget about natural disasters, and she is also the Eagle Wing Mother, the legendary king of the sky. She became famous four hundred years ago and has never been defeated so far. An old natural disaster. Are you sure I can beat it? I If you die, what will you do if you ruin the revolutionary plan?"
“…”
Wolf Flute patted him on the shoulder, "I won't protect you when we go to the battlefield tomorrow."
"Thank you...huh? Wait!"
"I'm already injured, brother."
Langdi spread his hands and said, "I tried my best just to protect you from escaping from the Holy City. You can't let me go head-to-head with natural disasters just to protect you, right? Besides..."
He paused, his face complex.
"Besides what?" Charles had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Besides, it's not tomorrow..."
Wolf Flute raised his finger and pointed at the dark sky:
"—It's already here."
boom!
The next moment, the dark sky broke.
The hurricane swept down from the sky like a torrent, enveloping countless dark eagle feathers. Amidst the roar of the strong wind, sharp sirens sounded from the entire defense line, and countless harpies came and fell one after another, making shuddering screams.
In the cracked clouds, countless thunder and lightning danced crazily, illuminating a pair of huge jet black wings.
Natural Disaster·Eagle Wing Mother.
The true king of the sky has arrived!
"Now, it's up to you!"
Wolf Flute patted his shoulder and gave a thumbs up sign: "Come on!"
"No way, brother!"
Ciel looked up at the sky, his face pale, "How can I beat it? Should I bite it to death with my teeth?"
Langdi patted his head and finally remembered something.
"Ah, before leaving, Mr. Gaius asked me to give this to you. I almost forgot."
He mysteriously put something into Charles's hand and said with a serious expression, "Hold it, this is a secret weapon."
Charlotte was immediately overjoyed, spread out his palms, looked down, and then sprayed a mouthful of old blood on Lang Flute's face.
"You're fucking kidding me!" He waved the thing in his hand angrily, "Give me a divine weapon! What's the point of giving me this thing?"
In Ciel's hand, there was an exquisite triangle...
Not even worthy of a knocking stick!
"Don't be afraid. I checked. Aren't you a Triangle Level 10 certified by the Holy City?"
Langdi left a smile with confidence: "Then I'll leave it to you. Goodbye!"
Before he finished speaking, his body was wrapped by Anubis and disappeared in an instant.
Charles was left alone in the empty trench, holding a triangle and looking up at the dark sky blankly.
No way, this battle can't be fought!
The idea of using a triangle to smash natural disasters to death was killed by him before it even came up.
Making a quick decision, Ciel lowered his body, ran forward, slapped his butt and left.
He ran away!
You must run, you can’t do it without running!
In just a few seconds, the eagle-winged mother's claws had already killed two masters! If he didn't run away, his descendants would be able to dismember Ciel without even having to take action from the old man.
While someone is attracting attention, run away first...
But soon, Ciel realized something was wrong.
In his arms, the triangle suddenly became hot, as if it had been red-hot. It clung to his hand, causing severe pain and making him unable to shake it off.
It was just severe pain, but immediately afterwards, the triangle emitted terrifying etheric fluctuations, absorbing the power of the nine-layer etheric sea on its own, exuding a terrifying authority that was superior to the master.
It's like announcing to all directions...
I'm here!
Logically speaking, Charles should feel the divine power coming from heaven at this time. If he had divine help, the huge power would almost burst his body, but Maoxian didn't feel it.
In other words, the thing in my hand is a pure product!
The only function is to attract the attention of natural disasters...
Feeling the cold malice coming from all directions, Ciel stopped and wanted to cry without tears.
"Listen to my explanation. It's a long story. I'm actually a soy sauce person. I don't care about my affairs. Well, I'm not looking down on birds. What I mean is..."
In the sky, the huge shadow seemed to sense something and cast a gloomy gaze. Behind the countless harpy demon wings, an old figure vaguely emerged.
It was an old woman who was half eagle and half human, her eyes filled with inhuman ferocity, and she stretched out her fingers towards Ciel.
Charles's face changed drastically, and he raised his hands to beg for mercy:
"Friend, please wait a moment..."
boom!
He was swallowed up by the roaring torrent.