The wind comes from the hills to the west.
Such legends are often circulated among the bards who walk around everywhere-the long wind is flying, and the giant beast is walking on the sky.
The wind is the sound of their wings flapping.
"what is that!"
A necromancer suddenly screamed.
It was four long, intertwined silver threads, like four dazzling sharp swords, which cut across the sky of the battlefield in an instant.
Wherever they passed, the crystal clusters and nightbirds in the sky fell like raindrops.
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads, watching the end of the silver line that stretched forward draw an arc, and then flew back. This time they could see clearly: it was a powerful dragon, but they On the slender neck, there is not only a dragon's horns on the huge head, but also a single horn straight forward.
"Dragon-"
"No, that, that's..."
The knights in silver armor all sit on the saddle one after the other. The knight in front is holding a five-meter-long spindle spear, and the knight behind is holding a huge shield.
Their faces are completely hidden under the silver visor, and the metal is engraved with delicate and mysterious patterns, indifferent and arrogant.
It's like talking about the most glorious identity that belonged to them a thousand years ago.
Silver elf guard, dragon king cavalry.
They held up their spears.
"Varlor!"
The dragon knights shouted in unison.
"Varlor!"
The voice of victory resounded through the sky.
Behind them, the silver light spots in the sky appeared on the east horizon like stars.
"Silver Elf!" The undead lords almost couldn't believe it: "Martha is here, that's the Silver Elf!"
It was a torrent of silver, which was sweeping down from the Lollwerd hills. It was an uncountable heavy knight. The snow-silver armor gleamed in the setting sun, and the white feathers on the top of the hat went up and down like waves. Ups and downs.
The silver double-headed sword in their hands and the elven longbow on their backs proved the identity of the knights.
They have defeated allergens, mountain people, witches, and undead army in Valorka.
Their glory is recorded on the medal on the chest. It is a staggered spear and sword. The sword is Sina the Frost Singer. The spear is a hero's sacred object.
That hero.
Once belonged to their princess.
They are the heavy cavalry of Sodkara, the forest song legion, and the pride of the elves.
Thousands of years later, after the battle of the saints, the silver elves finally returned to this land again, just for this war in which no one can stay outside.
Above everyone's heads, the dragon began to accelerate and plunged into the battlefield head by head.
A tiny figure was driving a horse close to the heavy cavalry regiment of the silver elves.
Medissa's long hair was flying with the wind, and the horse that was sitting on was getting closer and closer to the heavy cavalry regiment that the silver elves were charging. When a parallel line formed between the two, she suddenly raised her head, raised her spear, and shouted. :
"SlavorClar Varlor!" (Sowa Holy Land, victory!)
The silver elf knights turned their heads to look at her one after another, their gazes under their visors revealed a trace of doubt, but then this doubt turned into ecstasy.
They raised their long swords and placed them on their chests.
That is the supreme courtesy of the silver elf warrior.
That is silent trust.
It is the highest courtesy for heroes.
The little princess smiled slightly, and her heart was full of pride and pride. The illusion in front of her was intertwined, as if returning to the dreamlike war a thousand years ago.
That is the war of mortals against fate.
They won everything.
At this moment, the heroes and warriors came back here again, fighting for that sacred oath.
She raised the spear in her hand and shouted as hard as she could:
"Holy Silver Valley, long live!"
"Holy Silver Valley, long live!"
The knights of the Anthem Legion responded in unison, and the battlefield resounded like thunder.
"Knights of Sodkara!" Metisa's hair was flying, and she swiped her spear forward: "Follow me!"
"His Royal Highness, long live!"
The entire heavy knight group suddenly drew a beautiful arc on the battlefield. From top to bottom, from the knight captain to the knight captain, no one opposed it, as if they should have been like this and should have obeyed the princess. command.
Because she is Medissa.
The most legendary legionnaire in the history of the Ring Song Corps.
She is the hero of the elves, the heroic spirit sleeping in the ancient palace.
Medissa merged into the forward of the heavy cavalry regiment.
She held a sharp blade like a sharp blade, which was held in her hand thousands of years ago, and it is also true at this moment, it is inserted into the throat of the army of crystal clusters mercilessly.
At the most appropriate moment.
Brando raised his head and looked at the army with satisfaction. There was a flame in his heart burning. That was Metissa's promise to him, and he knew that she would do it.
He let go of his hand.
Countless crystal clusters fell from mid-air and fell heavily to the ground, shocking the entire battlefield.
Instaron looked at the elven army rushing past him, and couldn't help sighing. Even in terms of military talent, he found that he was still slightly inferior to the princess next to the man.
"Initiate a counterattack!"
He and a certain undead master who was far away from the battlefield gave this order at the same time. Instaron raised his sword high and brought Adeni and her knights straight down the hill.
And Her Majesty lowered her head and picked up the mercury rod. Only at this moment did her dark eyes finally reveal a relaxed look:
"Silver Elf, you finally did not miss the appointment—"
The offensive of the crystal cluster is falling apart.
They began to retreat backwards on the entire battlefield and separated from the battle line one by one. The undead's legions immediately erected a black flag representing the pursuit, one by one, and threw themselves into the pursuit again.
Looking down from the sky above the entire battlefield, in an instant, the battlefield spanning several tens of kilometers began to show signs of collapse.
The last thing to retreat is the air force of the crystal cluster—
Under the cover of Leviathan's huge and unmatched body, they calmly retreated to the south of the battlefield. The silver elf dragon king knights immediately entangled them, but the white dragon king cavalry around Leviathan looked like mosquitoes. It poses no threat.
Brando knew that if he let this thing leave calmly, I'm afraid this battle is still far away, and now on this battlefield, only he has the ability to keep the opponent.
He rose into the air almost immediately and flew in that direction.
But at this moment, a black shadow passed behind him.
Brando subconsciously froze for a moment, and his mind was so fast. He looked up and found that the one who surpassed him turned out to be a silver-haired girl. The other party looked obviously not undead. She was wearing a very weird suit. , The style of the battle armor is very different from the traditional style of Warnd, the surface is covered with streamlined lines, the material seems to be metal, but the surface is covered with lattice network, as if he has seen the remains of the gods in the Dead Frost Forest. More similar.
Andrea turned her head and glanced at Brando with a shocked look, but she didn't intend to say more, she only took a deep note of the young man's face, and then continued to fly forward.
"Freya?"
Brando was shocked when he saw the face on the opposite side. Although the silver-haired girl's face mask covered her upper half of her face, the lower half of her face and the mark of the Valkyrie and Freya on her forehead How similar is it
Not to mention, aren't the three pairs of wings of light spreading behind her, aren't Freya's Valkyrie arms
But Andrea turned a deaf ear to his shouts. She began to accelerate in mid-air, and soon other war Valkyries appeared in the sky. They flew to Leviathan above the clouds, and then turned black spheres one by one. Throw it forward.
The black spheres revolved in the sky, quickly fixed, and suspended in mid-air. A ring-shaped red beam appeared on its surface, and then connected to each other, locking the huge mountain-like Leviathan in a piece of red. In the optical network.
"The coordinates are confirmed!"
Andrea shouted:
"Lord Dragon King, please come—"
"Dragon King?"
Brando was taken aback, wondering if the dragon god Bahamut still exists in this world, but before he could question this speculation in his heart, he heard a cold snort from the sky.
A shining golden eye opened up on the clouds.
Then a pair of wings covering the sky and sun.
That is a dragon.
Its body shape is not inferior to Leviathan cruising above the sky.
As soon as it appeared, it pressed its paw against Leviathan’s head. The huge claw seemed to tear the clouds, and the other claw pointed at the single horn above Leviathan’s head. The shadow of the paw swept across the ground, making the battlefield. The sky is dark.
Leviathan let out a roar, and it swayed, obviously unwilling to give in.
But it was a pity that silver spots appeared on the side of the dragon's claws.
Brando was so scared that he almost screamed, he saw where there were some silver spots, it was simply a piece of bright silver cards, these cards were spinning in mid-air, and then they gathered together.
A cold voice came from the giant dragon's mouth: "Send the blade to the end."
A black shadow across the world swept across Leviathan's huge body.
Leviathan let out a miserable scream, the huge body was broken into two pieces, and the broken part turned into countless crystal shards, slowly falling from mid-air.
"One, two, three, four... Six, seven..."
Brando silently counted the horns of the dragon's head exposed from the clouds, no more, no less, exactly seven. In this world, only one dragon has seven horns.
That is the lover of Odin in the legend.
That is the king of evil dragons, the teacher of Aglester, the head of the death dog in the Rubik Desert, and the player is the Seven-Pole Dragon King Fusia of the "Master".
However, she turned out to be a traveling mage.