The wind was blowing on the silver sand dunes, and the gravel was raised.
In the sky, the clouds are gradually gathering again. Brando seemed to think of something, and handed the frail lady of the staff to Freya's hands: "Wait for me."
Freya nodded silently.
Brando turned around, stepped on the sand and walked to the Sadr wizard-the former prestigious wizard leader now has a dishevelled appearance, and has no renewed prestige. He crouched and lowered his head, staring blankly at the sand, until Brando's boots appeared in his vision.
He raised his head tremblingly and looked straight at the young lord. He cracked his mouth and his voice was hoarse like a grin: "You must be very proud, human."
Brando looked at the man’s muddy eyes, and the silver pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, like an old dying beast-he didn't even feel anger in his heart at the moment, and only replied faintly: "This is the Sassard. Choice, is it a traitor that feels good?"
The Sadr wizard made a gurgling sound and sneered: "So what, you are not a mortal."
Brando looked at him with a sad look in his eyes.
"Don't you understand? If we think we are, then we are one of the most people in this land." He said quietly, "Because there is nothing extraordinary in this world, even if it is Marathon. Lord Sha, never thought she could be above the top—but the real sadness is those who are utterly self-defeating."
"Sadr, there has never been anything born and noble in this world, and blood cannot be a barrier between people. Master Martha gave you not strength but responsibility. Unfortunately, you don't understand—"
He slowly opened his arms, as if embracing the wind, and whispered: "Why are we proud-I am a mortal, a member of this tiny kingdom, I am the lord of Tonigel-this insignificant identity, I am abnormal Cherish; why am I proud? It is not the inherent strength, but the trust that people place in me, the connection and promise between people, and the precious emotion of everything in this mortal world."
"We are proud because we dare to guard all beautiful things."
"This kind of pride," Brando said, looking at Sadr, "You don't understand—"
The Sadr wizard screamed, and the decayed body struggling to pounce, but fell heavily on the sand dune. With all his strength, he could only grab the gravel, as if to crush it, but unfortunately he could only helplessly. Watching the sand sneak away from his fingers.
He fell on the sand dune and let out a howl like a wounded beast.
Brando looked at him indifferently.
"Lord Lord's appearance is always particularly fascinating, isn't it?" Antitina looked at Brando's back tenderly and said softly.
Freya was a little unprepared for this question, but ashamed to cover it up, she nodded in panic.
Antitina looked at her interestingly.
"Eruin is so small, Freya, so small that Mr. Brando can dismiss its throne. But it is so big that he can't put down everyone here." Said pointedly.
Freya dealt with gracefully, her face visibly fainted with red clouds.
"Freya, apart from Miss Roman, you are the first to know Lord Lord," the lady of the staff continued to say softly: "Although there are some things that I don't want to say, everyone can understand. If one of us can't Returning from the battlefield, will you regret your thoughts at this moment?"
Freya was startled.
She looked at Brando's back in the distance with complicated eyes.
"Antitina, I..."
"Don't tell me." The lady of the staff said.
After speaking, she turned her head away and bit her lip lightly.
Freya's voice is like a mosquito: "Ann, Miss Antitina, I, I, I look so...Is it really that obvious?"
The lady of the staff opened her eyes wide, and looked back at the hopeless ostrich.
After a while, she finally couldn't help covering her mouth and let out a laugh.
"Be willing to fall, self-willing to fall..."
Sadr wizard lay on the sand dune, his voice was like a candle in the wind.
Brando took one last look at the sad guy and turned to leave. But the wizard king seemed to be back to the light, shaking violently, and doing his best to roar behind him: "Vladimir won't let you go..."
Brando stopped without looking back: "It's a coincidence, so am I."
Sadr wizard's final expression froze in his horrified eyes.
There was a creaking sound in his throat, and he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to grasp something, but the body's function had long been lost with the magic power, his head was slightly tilted, and the whole person lost its vitality like a piece of dead wood.
As the wind blows up, the body of the leader of the Sazard wizard turns into gravel and disappears with the wind.
Freya helped Antitina walk over.
"What's the matter with you?" Brando looked at her flushed face.
"No, nothing..." The Valkyrie of Eruin hurriedly changed the subject: "Brando, are we going to war with the Sassard again?"
"It's me," Bran Cloudy replied lightly: "The wizard's war is over. Eluin should no longer be involved in this war, but there are still some debts I have to collect—column. The death of His Royal Highness Wen, and the death of the Eco couple, everything must be accounted for."
…
The burning giant ship is like a torch falling from mid-air, and the steel is distorted and wailed like a giant beast: "Woo—" People watched this tragic scene, the fire light illuminates the sky and reflects everyone's Face.
Although the small airships surrounding the Flash have tried their best to save some people, the more than 300 officers and soldiers on board were destined to sprinkle blood on this exotic land.
It slowly fell to the ground, and everyone bowed solemnly in that direction. In the light of the fire, the heroic spirit turned into eternity.
"The last signal from the flashing signal, for us to move on..."
The soldier who passed the order was holding the note with red eyes, wondering if he should continue reading.
The old man waved his hand and left without saying a word with his cane. The knights were silent behind him. Many people know that the eldest son of the old man was on the boat. People have lost so much that they have lost their right to grief.
There is already chaos in the sky.
The formations of the floating warships are intertwined with each other, and the various emergency airships make the airspace more chaotic. There are nightmare and screaming dragons flying by, and dragons of different colors are fighting each other. .
The light of magic runs through the entire battlefield from time to time, and the lights of various colors and smoke meet in the sky. The burning fireball falls from the sky with sobs, and finally turns into a dazzling firelight hitting the ground, and the corpses planted at dusk fall like rain.
The two wounded dragons were forced to leave the queue and began to make an emergency landing in the direction of Campbell City.
"Quickly, cover them!"
On the battleship, all kinds of sharp sirens sounded together, and the knights shouted, even overwhelming the hoarse voice of the messenger:
"There is a high-intensity magical reaction ahead!"
"Left full rudder, avoid maneuvering!"
"The squadron changes its formation!"
"Pay attention to the clouds, they are down!"
The nightmare lined up in a huge arrow and flew down on the clouds. The Cruze's fleet was in a panic. The limited counterattack could not cause fatal damage to these monsters.
Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, suddenly a cloud layer was torn apart, and the huge silver dragon pounced from the right side, smashing the formation of these nightbirds to pieces. With a flick of her tail, Frofa swept down the countless nightbirds, and then opened her wings to divide them into two. She turned around in the air, and then had free time to signal to the Cruze fleet.
The appearance of this graceful creature immediately aroused the cheers of the entire fleet. People raised their hands and waved their weapons in excitement. The captains and chief mates on each battleship saw this scene, and their hearts were equally stirring, as if returning to the battle of the saints a thousand years ago.
The battle has entered a white-hot stage.
A squadron of the Hazels suddenly broke away from the formation of the main fleet and launched an aggressive forward formation and launched a decisive charge towards the center of the battlefield—their target was the huge black ball of light in the clouds, Kander The root of the Battle of Bell.
The frenzied actions of this fleet immediately triggered the situation on the entire battlefield. Everyone stopped, and many knights rushed to the side of the ship, staring at this scene dumbfounded.
The black ball obviously felt threatened—
Under its command, the twilight army in the air began to move closer in this direction, encircling the fleet.
Aloz was the first to react.
"Stop them!"
The majestic voice of the little mother dragon resounded across the sky, and under its command, the dragons all turned to climb to capture higher airspace. They need to dive to divide and surround the insect swarm, which is the best tactic of dragons in the sky.
Humans also reacted. "Give them time!" Sir Alman raised the cane in his hand, the flagship Cruz was the first to turn, and then everyone saw the semaphore:
Change the formation.
All capital ships enter the battle line.
The entire fleet exposed its side at the most dangerous moment, and released a group of Pegasus knights. The air knights of the Cruz people raised their spears and roared towards the swarm of nightmare insects that were flying:
"For Cruz!"
The password was issued.
On the side of the ship's side, the flintlock regiment had set up a long dragon spear, and the loader completed the filling in a few seconds-the flag bearer waved his hand, and a row of white smoke rose from the Cruze's ship. The flying nightmare seemed to hit a wall, and the first few rows fell down like rain.
On the ground, the forced landing of two giant dragons caused exclamations.
Everyone in the Silver Bay Coalition Army is full of awe for this war. They understand that this will be a war that will determine the fate of the entire world. Everyone is silently praying for their compatriots-for these who do not know where they come from. The fleet and dragons prayed.
The attack of the crystal clusters on the ground has temporarily ceased, and more and more crystal clusters are opening their crystal wings and flying into the sky.
Many people ran up to the city head spontaneously, staring at the sky, holding their weapons tightly in their hands, wishing to join the battle personally.
But the commanders of the coalition forces have yet to give orders.
Old White Wolf Sword Saint Frank saw the two wounded dragons crash-landing, and suddenly grabbed the coat from his attendant, took the sword, and turned and left the city wall. The little Duke of Malves on the side was stunned when he saw this scene: "Uncle Frank, where are you going?"
Frank didn't look back: "The time is up, go to fight!"
The Duke of Marvis was stunned.
But suddenly, he made up his mind and hurried to catch up: "Uncle Frank, count me!"
Frank turned his head and glanced at this guy.
"will die."
The little Duke of Malves gestured with his hands on his chest: "I know!"
Frank nodded approvingly: "This is just a little bit like."
The two walked off the horse road.
Under the city wall, the soldiers looked up at their commander, the look of expectation said everything.
Amid the creak of the winch, the heavy city gate slowly opened.
The human knights were already in the middle of the city. The young knights looked solemnly at the amethyst ocean in the distance, took a breath, and all the pupils of different colors were filled with nervous light. Frank was beside these young men and pointed his sword forward—"Ready!"
The knights pulled down their metal masks with a bang, and the white mist condensed into frost on the metal.
The first row and the second row began to speed up trotting, passing the suspension bridge.
The spear is like a forest, and the banner is like the sea.
Frank turned his head immediately and saw that his granddaughter had already reached the top of the city.
The nun princess looked cold and stared at the sea of crystal clusters in the distance-the two giant dragons had fallen to the northern hills, and the crystal clusters flew over the sky in that direction.
She raised her hand, and the Book of the Earth had untied and surrounded her, and the pages of the book were flapping.
A huge magic circle appeared on the girl's head.
The crystal clusters noticed the movement in this direction, and several long-range attack crystal clusters immediately began to transfer firepower, but a beam of current arrows flew past Magdal and was also blocked by a light yellow light net.
The girl's voice said clearly:
"Chapter Seven, Creation."
She lifted her hands up, and amid the huge roar, stone pillars tens of meters in radius rose from the ground one by one. The knights were trotting and accelerating, and these rock steps supported them steadily like a wave. It was like a bridge rising in the purple ocean.
All the crystal clusters that leaped on the bridge were immediately shattered by a storm of bright yellow crystals.
All coalition soldiers above the city wall were stunned.
Immediately there was a burst of cheers from the mountains and the tsunami.
In the sky, the two commanders looked at what was happening on the ground and nodded at the same time—the colleagues below were not easy. The actions of the Silver Bay coalition at this time happened to hit the node where the generals of the twilight army had not moved. They feel uncomfortable even when they look at it, let alone each other.
Now the crystal cluster army can't take care of it all the time. In a sense, this has greatly shared their pressure.
That being the case, of course they will not waste the wonderful assists of the Silver Bay Alliance—
On the battlefield, the Hazel squadron was close to its limit.
The Hazels played the final signal flag. The semaphore had no meaning, just a tribute to their colleagues.
Everyone fell silent.
That is a banner that symbolizes wisdom and courage—
The two commanders took off their hats, held them in their hands, and paid attention in that direction.
The dragon swooped down and split the swarm of insects on the battlefield into two, so that they could no longer catch up with the Hazel fleet. The main fleets of Cruz and Hazel were firing rounds, and the barrage never stopped.
The battlefield seemed to have stopped at this moment.
That tiny fleet released its last empty knights—the knights in the constructed mechas, with great courage, crashed into the swarm of insects in front of them. Then there are dazzling flashes, explosions and shock waves, just like countless suns being lit in the sky at the same time.
Everyone raised their heads.
I watched as the fleet plunged straight into the black ball in the cloud.
A signal spread throughout the fleet at the same moment.
A bigger explosion occurred.
At that moment, it seemed that the whole world was darkened, and only a bright ball of light remained in everyone's eyes. The ball of light suddenly rushed in all directions, and the dazzling white light covered everything. The huge roar caused everyone on the battlefield to experience tinnitus and deafness in a short period of time, so this white and flawless world seemed to have become quiet—
The shock wave swept through everything in an instant.
Directly gasify the closest nightmare swarm into ashes.
The air currents affected the dragons, which forced them to disperse their formations, not to mention the human fleet. The air waves rushed almost everyone. But people quickly got up from the deck and looked in the direction of the black ball.
Then everyone gasped.
Above the huge black sphere in the sky, an extremely large head appeared.
The metal dragon.
Across the world.
The city of Campbell Bell was as small as dust in front of it.
Its indifferent silver eyes stared at the world, half of its body was exposed outside the black sphere, only half of its open wings were not stretched out inside the sphere...
Obviously, that life-deserving blow interrupted the process of its transmission.
Looking at the giant metal dragon, the dragon group was silent.
Aloz's heart is full of complicated feelings.
How many times has that been the faith and pride of the dragons—
Dragon God Bahamut.
But at this moment, they have to say goodbye to their past.
Little mother Long Qiang resisted the grief in her heart and shouted: "Don't let the sacrifice be wasted, take advantage of it and it hasn't come out yet, we will form a battle-there is only one chance!"
"Listen to my orders, dragons!"
"Super Ring Magic-Dragon Strike!"
The dazzling light runs through the sky.