The little princess raised her hand, moved the scythe-like claws left and right, and then stepped forward, looking up at this behemoth that had completely lost its vitality. Pressing its abdomen with your hand and gently pushing it, the latter collapsed backwards like a golden mountain and a jade pillar, turning into a ground of fine crystalline fragments, like a card being pushed away, scattered with a crash Come.
Metis was stunned. She probably didn't expect this thing to be so fragile. In the previous battle, the latter's strength was at the pinnacle of the elements of civilization, and it would never be scattered at the touch of a touch.
She bent down and picked up one of the fragments. The fragment had hundreds of facets and exuded a magnificent brilliance in her hands, as if it were a perfect masterpiece polished by the most skilled craftsman.
She looked at the fragment thoughtfully. It was obviously not a product of nature. The crystal cluster did not look like a certain creature, but rather like a fighter machine combined by magic.
There were screams piercing the air from outside the arcade, and countless meteorites were falling to the ground, causing the earth to tremble, screams, and cries floated from the inner city far away, and explosions came from that direction from time to time. The light reflected a piece of snow white on the wall on one side of the arcade.
Metisa dropped the fragments in her hand and looked back at the White Rose Garden. There was a deep pit in the pool in the middle of the courtyard. More crystal clusters were climbing up from below, densely packed, as if clustered. Beetles are average.
At this time, Charles happened to chase out of the hall, and when he saw this scene, he cried out in secret.
"Medissa, are you okay!" he shouted.
"I'm fine, Mr. Charles, but we have to retreat first," the little princess shook her head and said to him: "These things will soon come in and retreat into the underground passage."
"What is this?"
"It should be a crystal cluster."
"It's the thing that Lord Lord once told us?"
Medissa nodded.
She walked quickly back to the other side of the arcade, came to Shire, picked up the frightened royal housekeeper, and dragged the latter's collar past Shire.
"What about Lord Lord?" Charles asked when the little silver elf princess passed by him.
"Lord Lord tells us to do what we do." Medissa replied.
"no problem?"
"No problem, Mr. Charles—"
"Do you know what?" Charles asked.
Metisa stopped for a while before nodding and saying: "Lord Lord used a card from me, but did not respond to my inquiry."
"Aren't you worried about him?"
"I'm worried, Mr. Charles, but Lord Lord has his own decision. We must first obey orders when everything is still unclear."
But she paused and continued: "But maybe you can ask Akane."
"Can?"
"Lord Lord didn't stop us from understanding the situation, did it?" Metisa replied.
Charles couldn't help but glanced at her in surprise. "I always thought you were a very stable person, Your Royal Highness."
Medissa smiled slightly: "You mean to be stodgy, Mr. Charles."
"Then I dare not, how can I use such words to describe a lady."
"It's natural to obey as a soldier, but you can't be totally ignorant of flexibility. Compared with that, the most important thing is not to trouble the lord." She replied somewhat seriously.
"Of course I understand," Charles nodded, but sincerely exclaimed: "But your performance is really better than I thought, Miss Medissa, there are a lot of details before even I didn't have the first time. think."
"You are absurd, Mr. Charles." Medissa showed a humble expression.
"We just agreed, Mr. Charles, next you go to Miss Qian, and I will organize the manpower to arrange defense," she mentioned the collar of the royal housekeeper: "This gentleman will leave it to me. He has seen these crystals. Cluster, I will be much easier with his help."
Charles nodded. He knew that Metissa was once the commander of the Ringo Guards. Compared with the formation of soldiers, no one here can compare to her.
But when Metis was about to leave, he suddenly stopped the latter: "Wait."
"What's the matter?" Medissa looked back again.
"Look over there—"
Charles pointed to the outside of the arcade and said.
In the direction he was pointing, the large floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the arcade had long been shattered. The thick carpet was scattered with shards of shiny glass, and the torn curtains were flying with their teeth and claws in the squally rain. A ghost.
Through the empty window frames, you can see the scenery in the courtyard of the white rose garden outside. Although there is no scenery now, there is only a large pit about five or six meters deep, and a steady stream of crystal clusters is coming from the bottom of the pit. Climbed out, but they did not immediately attack the Palace of San Contepe, as Metisa had guessed, instead they wandered aimlessly in the courtyard.
"This is really twilight?" Charles asked, turning his head.
Medissa frowned and watched this scene.
People in the world don't know much about Twilight Species. Among them, the most familiar is the wolf disaster. They are very different from ordinary monsters. Organization and purpose are the biggest characteristics. Wolves come to the world to destroy civilization. They will gather in the wilderness like cities, villages, and temples where fires are placed to attack, and they often swear not to stop until they achieve their goals.
Brando talked to them about the crystal clusters and the energy race. Among them, the crystal clusters fought with the Earth Legion outside of the elemental barrier in the era when the Miner ruled Vond. They must be the twilight species. It's just that their performance and cognition are somewhat inconsistent at the moment.
"They look like ordinary monsters," but Medisa shook her head: "But ordinary monsters will not appear suddenly at this time. They may be to confuse us, but no matter what, we don't It's fine to adapt to changes, Mr. Charles."
"You are right, but I think there may be another possibility." Charles said suddenly thoughtfully.
"What's possible?"
"You said, why does the wolf disaster sweep the earth? Who instructed them to attack civilization and order?"
"Wolf Esis," Medissa replied without thinking, "After she fell asleep, it was her daughters."
"That's right. Without them, the wolves would not gather. When they forage in the Black Forest, they behave like normal monsters."
"Mr. Charles, you mean—" Medissa's eyes lit up, and she reacted.
"Yes, who is instructing these crystal clusters? As far as I know, the crystal clusters do not have a real leader. They are just war weapons of the dragon of twilight. If the dragon of twilight cannot command them, what will they become? Looks like? Maybe it’s almost the same as it is now."
"... The Twilight Dragon can't order them, why?"
"I don't know, it may be related to the changes that are taking place outside the elemental barrier." Charles replied: "I have a faint hunch. He may know this better than we do, or maybe he is participating in it personally. must."
The little princess' eyes flickered slightly.
She looked at Charles and said, "Then please find Miss Qian, Mr. Charles as soon as possible."
"I understand naturally."
Charles nodded again.
…
At this moment, the elemental world is indeed undergoing an earth-shattering drastic change.
Air, water, fire, and earth all return to chaos.
The source of the elements is stripped from the cornerstone of the world, suspended in the sky above this chaotic world. Besides that, this world is empty, without matter, and without color, as if it were a void and a piece of gray.
In the boundless world of the upper and lower quarters, only two people exist.
Two women.
The Dragon Queen looked condescendingly at the young girl who was bound by the elements in a black light cocoon. Her expression was deserted. On her rigid, serious face, black mist was constantly rising from the open wounds. She was wearing a dress. A black robe, although this scene looks weird, but it does not reduce the sacred aura of his body.
Success is already here.
No matter how many people were sacrificed.
Even give up his life.
She also did not hesitate—
Gwendolyn looked at the businessman with her eyes closed. What she saw in her prismatic pupils did not seem to be a country girl from Buche, but a deadly enemy of civilization. It was prophesied that it would eventually bring Warend The existence of all destruction.
It is the dragon of dusk.
Roman suddenly opened his eyes, and there was only a strange pitch black in the two eyes under her eyelids. There seemed to be a whirlpool inside, which was slowly rotating, as if it could draw people's minds into it.
The Dragon Empress stared at the pair of eyes. From the dark vortex, she saw the passing of life, the extinguishment of order, and after the disappearance of everything, only boundless darkness and chaos remained.
"Miss Merchant" stared at the world for a moment, and suddenly said, "This is within the Elemental Plane. This is the first time I have observed it from the inside. I didn't expect that you could make it when "they" have already left. This preparation, as a reward, I will let you die without pain."
"This is indeed your burial place." Long Empress replied coldly.
'Roman' looked around and shook his head: "You have extracted the cornerstones of the elemental world to restrain me, aren't you afraid that your world will collapse? That's Warend, right? This name should be the only one from the last era. The vocabulary is down."
"Vaughan is just a corner of it."
"But it is also the most important part. The importance of the element barrier and your entire world is self-evident. Without it, can Tiamat's law protect you?"
"Miss Merchant" didn't seem to be aware of Gwendolyn's malice, and asked instead pretending to be curious, but it was not difficult to hear contempt in this curiosity.
"You underestimated the suitability of our civilization."