A silver-haired woman fell on a rock. She stood naked in the drizzle, with cold light reflected in her amber pupils. She watched this scene blankly, but she didn't intend to go further.
A huge silver tail swayed slightly behind her—
In her gaze, the fleeing humans rushed in the river valley, looking like a team of ants from a distance, as if they could be easily crushed by crushing them with their hands.
"After dozens of centuries, mortals have actually fallen to this level. What did that woman make out of it, it's boring to be neither a human nor a ghost," she said to herself.
"Right, Timis?"
"Yes." She nodded and replied to herself.
"Then do you want to kill them?"
"Okay, but wait a while to see if the woman's promise is still here."
"It doesn't matter, I can't detect their breath anymore, Timis."
"But her will is still here, and there is still an unpleasant aura in this land." Timis shook her head.
"We'll know right away," she said again.
The black carpet is less than five miles away from the nearest town, and the wolf running in the front has crossed the default boundary line between humans and undead.
But it is this time.
Suddenly, the black tide seemed to hit an invisible wall, and a wave of blood reflected in the eyes of the silver-haired woman, and the male wolf leading the wolves broke into pieces, breaking into a mass of blood.
This wave of blood spreads backwards centered on the forefront of the black tide water, like a ripple in the water, from front to back, it instantly turns tens of thousands of black wolves into nothingness.
The blood wave spread to a place less than ten meters in front of the woman. She saw bones, flesh and blood and internal organs slapping in this direction along a wave of blood. The rock on which she stood was like a reef in a red ocean. This blood wave It kept gushing far back and then gradually calmed down.
Then two icons suddenly appeared in the valley.
They are hundreds of feet high, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, standing at the entrance of this river valley. Under their feet, all the black wolves have been turned into broken corpses.
The blood was flowing wildly.
If Brando were here, he would definitely recognize these two sound images, how similar they were to the icons he had seen in the Sage’s Remains in the stag forest.
"She really is still here." Timis sighed.
"Then there is nothing we can do."
"Go and help the sisters."
"Okay." She nodded.
The figure immediately seemed to melt, turning into a handful of drops of water and falling, blending into the rain.
As soon as the silver-haired girl left, the wolves in the river valley immediately became a mess, but they no longer dared to test the area where the two icons stood. After a brief period of confusion, they whimpered and turned their heads again. Retreat among the pine mountains.
Ledios looked at the cheering humans in the valley.
The rain fell down his wax-like face, but he was expressionless, as if he had expected this scene earlier. He didn't even need to look back to know what was going on behind him.
The sound of the earth shaking is going away, and the wolf disaster cannot even set foot on a piece of land on this day.
Because it is a sacred, inviolable place of miracles.
"But it shouldn't be in the hands of people who don't understand its value." said a hoarse voice. Ledios turned his head and saw Roffman approaching him about two or three people tall. The bone lord’s weapon was a human bone hammer, which was said to be cast from the skulls of a hundred human knights. , Is its weapon, but also its medal.
It participated in the first Black Rose War and the earlier War of the Blood Rod invasion of Karasu. It is much older than Ledios, but it is not the commander of this undead army. Your Majesty likes to use'young people'. The kingdom in Dead Moon is already known to the world.
"I am not interested in this. It is what I need to consider to win honor for Her Majesty." Ledios replied.
"You are loyal, Ledios."
"The undead never lack this thing, what I need to do is crush the enemy."
"Eruin is not worth mentioning. Have you forgotten their performance in the last war?" Rooffman seemed a little disinclined. In its opinion, his opponents were nothing more than maggots, which could really bring a new life to Mada. Only the four empires brought the first battle.
Few people know that the kingdom of the Dead Moon has awakened, under the leadership of the Mercury Rod.
"I hope so," Ledios replied, "but the secret whistle we dealt with today indicate that humanity has not given up resistance."
"It's just a futile effort." Rooffman let out a hollow laugh, and he pointed at the human being in the valley who knew nothing about his own destiny and was still cheering because of the retreat of the wolf disaster with his boneless fingers. : "Let me kill them, we need to replenish our souls and grow ourselves quickly, just like Targus and the others did—"
Ledios finally nodded this time.
Karasu Heights, Jincheng—
Baron Jincheng looked at the fire of souls under the city like an ocean with a face of iron. He turned his head and stood behind his guards and several retainers and his followers. He looked at these people with an ugly look, and slowly said. : "Go and inform the highland knight, the tower wizard... Also, your Royal Highness, the undead has invaded."
"Bring as many people as possible, don't let those bones stop you, just leave me a team of knights."
"Lord Lord..." Everyone changed their expressions.
"Quickly, don't delay, the Towok family and the undead will not stand for generations. Give me my sword. Later I will go to my family ancestors to tell them that I have not tarnished the honor of the family."
He waved his hand: "Take my third son. He is still young. The honor does not belong to him. You will leave the city immediately. The bone dragon will be here soon. Let the flying dragon knights in the city lift off to attract their attention. ."
Everyone seemed to finally understand what point they had reached, and then silently nodded their heads.
They saluted the Lord Baron one after another, then turned and left one by one.
But when the baron turned around again, only him and his knights were left above the city.
This is the last battle of Jincheng.
But it was Eruin’s first battle—
This night, the second Black Rose War familiar to Brando finally kicked off.
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Everything seemed to die in the darkness.
Bunosson, the country of witches, has become a dead world. The Kawahara and forests in the dreamland have lost their vitality, the vegetation has withered and withered, the trunks have become bare, and the leaves have fallen out. The branches are hanging alone, telling this. The vitality of the world is losing.
The mountains and rivers were torn apart and torn apart. The land was covered with criss-cross wounds. The cities, fields, and manors were also dilapidated and withered. There were no more stars in the sky, only a dark hole remained.
Brunosson has been completely destroyed, and the inheritance of the witches has been cut off.
There may be the last generation of witches in the world, but they will no longer have descendants.
But in this empty world there is still the will to patrol the sky, staring at this barren land. To be precise, it was a confrontation between one man and one wolf.
One is a great will. Vaughan may not have existed when it existed. It has experienced wars in almost every epoch, and its opponents have almost passed away, but it still exists.
It slept for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years.
But today, it woke up.
When it woke up, the boundaries of Warnd’s civilization had shrunk by almost one percent. Thousands of cities and settlements were destroyed in the wolf’s disaster and disappeared.
But where it looked at, there was a person who could sit on an equal footing with it.
It was just a little girl. Everything about the last epoch when she was born has long been a memory of the past in people's minds. She has neither seen the war nor the horror of dusk.
But when she was here, Esis felt a familiar breath from the other person.
Her name is Sophia, and she is the witch of the thirteenth round of the moon.
Believers of the Black Moon.
"Esis," Sophia stared at Esis, and said quietly: "I brought you into this world because I want to talk to you."
"I didn't expect to see that woman's masterpiece as soon as I woke up," Esis the wolf said. There was not much cold and killing negative emotions in his voice, but a little lazy and gentle: "But do you think I don't dare kill you?"
"In terms of pedigree, I am your offspring, Aches." Sophia replied.
"So what, do you expect me to have superficial feelings like family affection?"
Sophia shook her head: "Thirteen bloodlines are as pure as one. Your teeth of destruction can cut everything off, but you can't cut off the inheritance of the Moon of Magic alone. You can't kill me."
"Hmph, you knew I would wake up and waited for me here long ago?"
"That's because you are my mother. I naturally have such information in my blood."
"It's really annoying," Esis grinned his teeth. "If Martha was here, I would never mind biting her throat, but unfortunately, she is not a real existence..."
"Mother, let's talk about it."
"What do you want to talk about," Esis replied coldly, "If you just want to imprison me here, then it would be too naive."
Sophia shook her head: "I only have one request. I let you leave here, but you also want to leave the trade wind ring."
Asis was silent for a moment.
"Do you want to protect her?" She shook her head: "It's futile. How long can you continue to struggle? The outcome of this war was already doomed in the last era."
"If you don't try, how can you know."
"It's up to you, I don't want to set foot on this land anyway," Esis nodded, "Looking at the face of my daughter's blood flowing in your body, I agree to your request."
Sophia nodded, and she gently raised her hand.
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