A flash of lightning in the purple-black sky meandered, the clouds boiled like porridge, and a red dot suddenly appeared in the center, like a falling rock hitting water, swaying a round ripple in the sky, and the red circle spreading out half a mile in diameter.
There was a soft hum.
"Brando, this is..." Otales' voice was a little cautious.
"I know." Brando watched the scene blankly.
The soldiers on the side of the princess in the mountain forest finally noticed the change above their heads. They raised their heads stiffly, watching a huge phantom gradually emerge under the red circle.
That is a battleship—
The four-story artillery deck and the towering stern of the huge ship are gradually transforming from phantom to reality. And beside it, three smaller red circles unfolded one after another, and then three small frigates emerged one by one in the storm.
Immediately afterwards, twelve red dots flashed in the sky, and the golden-red knight holding a flame-shaped long sword formed a circle outside the fleet.
"It's the Temple of Flame!"
"The Fleet of the Temple of Flame!"
The sudden appearance of strange troops finally affected the entire battlefield. Even Adgar couldn't help but raise his huge head to watch the uninvited guest who suddenly broke in in the air. Then the soldiers of the Northern Allied Forces put down their weapons and looked up.
More red dots are flickering in the storm, like red butterflies dancing. Every time the red light flashed, a heavy armored knight covered with armor and riding on a silver flying horse was left behind.
After that, a more extensive red dot spread completely across the sky for several miles. After the red light, a vast expanse of monks and soldiers appeared in the sky—every monk and soldier were blessed with wings of flames behind them, as if they were golden angels.
There was a moment of silence on the battlefield.
"The bow statue of the goddess of gold flame, thirteen wind sails, four decks, 110 artillery." Brando, who was watching this scene before him, couldn't help but shook his head slightly.
The first class battleship of the Ash class, the USS Perrin.
Knights Templar.
The subordinate arm of the Temple of Flame, the'Scepter of Fire'.
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The thirteen-page cyan light sail unfolded into a pile of blue clouds in the heavy rain—the giant ship above the mid-air was slowly turning, and the goddess statue with half-naked bow gleaming in the storm—it was the head of the goddess of golden flame.
The four warships turned around in turn, aiming at the storm element Adegar with one side of the ship's gunwale.
Adgar slept for nearly a thousand years. It had never seen anything like this before. But at this moment, it keenly felt the huge danger enveloped itself.
There was a call from the Cruz people in the wind.
"The wizard is in place!"
"Open the gun door!"
The next moment, the four warships shook violently, and one of their hulls suddenly emitted fierce flames. "Ah!" Before everyone could react, Adgar the'Rager' let out a scream that shook the world.
A bright explosion of fireworks suddenly exploded in the night sky.
The Cruz people poured all their firepower on this huge monster. Although the more advanced magic power and disintegration crystal of this era have not been put into development, the power of the old-fashioned magic injection artillery designed by the Hazel people is far from enough to pose a substantial threat to this storm element, but it is severely painful. Let the'rager' Adgar raise his head subconsciously.
It was that moment.
Eleven Templar knights raised their swords at the same time, and a sword pierced Adgar's throat-eleven golden rays of light extended from the blade of the flame-shaped long sword in their hands, instantly smashing Adgar. Add a thorough hole and lock the monster on the ground like eleven golden threads.
Compared with the overwhelming firepower of the previous four warships, this is now a fatal blow for Adgar. The eleven masters of the elements of civilization, even if it is normal, it does not dare to hard-wire, let alone hit the key.
Adgar let out a stern wailing, the lightning in his body became amazingly bright, as if it would collapse at any time; this monster is worthy of the top BOSS in the early version of the Amber Sword, even if it suffers Such a serious injury did not kill him immediately, but was aroused by fierceness. With a backhand blow, he waved a huge slap and swept it into the air.
The storm element is huge, and this palm covers almost half of the battlefield. The eleven Templars didn't dare to take it hard, and hurriedly dispersed, and the three frigates behind them were in mold.
One of them was directly swept in the center by Adgar. The cyan protective cover was just lighted up and it glowed with a blazing white light. Then it shattered and was swept by Adgar from mid-air to the distant hills with a slap in the air. Among.
After about a few seconds, a bright fire was raised in that direction.
But it is this time.
The thick clouds in the sky suddenly moved slightly, and the clouds seemed to converge in a vortex in one direction, and the golden red light in the center of the vortex lit up-a loud bang, a fiery red beam of light fell from the sky. It was as if a scarlet sword pierced directly on the head of Adgar the Rager, pierced it in an instant, and nailed it to the ground.
The storm in the center of the battlefield suddenly stopped.
Amidst the wind and rain, there seemed to be a sigh of Ruoruuowu. Then within the blink of an eye, countless lightning flashes from the body of'Adgar', and then shattered its body, turning it into clouds and mist and dissipating in the storm.
Then everyone on the battlefield saw the tall knight wearing a long cloak in the clouds and mist pulling out his long sword from a flash of lightning.
That was the deputy commander of the Knights Templar, the sword of golden flame Williams.
The Northern Allied Forces suddenly cheered.
Shocked.
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Williams, the deputy commander of the Knights Templar, watched calmly at a patch of ants on the ground. He couldn't find a trace of extra expression on his face, but the golden law lines wrapped around his long cloak, and his eyes changed. It became a piece of gold.
He held a long sword in his hand and looked down. The raindrops in the sky turned into white smoke before reaching the three-foot range of his body, and then merged into the surrounding rain.
He did not speak.
The ground also quickly became silent. After the storm element Adgar dissipated, there was only a piece of embers left by the explosion on the ground. Those small wind elements also escaped, and no one would think of keeping them.
Williams quickly saw the little girl in silver dress in the forest.
At that moment, Princess Griffin also saw him. The girl stood tall in the rain curtain, her face pale, her silver eyes reflected a hint of rain, but her inside contained a brighter light than ever before, as if burning a raging flame.
At that moment, Williams had an illusion, as if he had seen the extremely bright eyes once again. But he shook his head and laughed mockingly.
"Little princess, I'll give you a chance to let you lead your men out. Please come down. I can save you from death." Williams said softly, but his voice seemed to spread throughout the battlefield, making every soldier present. Can be heard clearly.
"How can you do this?!" Princess Griffin clenched her fist tightly and gritted her teeth: "You swore before the sacred covenant, what did that oath say? You said you would treat the temple justly. Every country I visited, but today, all I see is the temple of flames belonging to the Cruz people..."
"If the Temple of Flames betrayed everyone, wouldn't they be afraid of being betrayed by everyone?"
Brando saw her hands trembling slightly.
Williams didn't speak, and didn't even bother to find excuses. He replied indifferently: "Is this your answer, Your Royal Highness? It's a pity, no matter what you say, you can't change the fate that you must belong to the losing side today."
"Because this is the will of the temple."
Princess Griffin suddenly froze there as if struck by lightning, and her silver eyes were filled with grief and anger.
Williams glanced at her and shook his head disdainfully: "Your Royal Highness, either surrender. Or let them be buried with you."
"You only have half a minute to think about it."
The sound shook the mountains and plains.
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The Grey Sword Saint Mephistopheles was carrying the long sword, and suddenly stopped, raised his head and looked at a place not far in front of him. Suddenly a golden red door opened, and an old man in the chief priest's robe stepped out from it. .
Then nine light doors opened next to him, and nine Templar knights walked out one by one from the inside.
A circle of people directly surrounded him.
Mephistopheles was a little amused: "Just killed a chief priest, and another one comes. There are really more high-ranking priests in the Temple of Flame than dogs."
This obvious irony did not annoy Wood, but the old man smiled slightly: "You don't need to show off with me when you killed Murros's glorious deeds, but you are not afraid that the little guy will be caught by William. Kill me."
Mephistopheles gave him an angry look: "If I say I am worried, will you let me go?"
"Sorry, that's not the case."
"That's not enough."
The two suddenly stopped, looked at each other, and then smiled at the same time.
"When I was in Cruz, thank you for letting me live, but I am not what I used to be. It is not impossible to kill you, Wood." Gray Sword Saint said suddenly.
"So, are you really going to do it?" Wood asked.
"That's not enough. You have your ideals to realize, and I have my homeland to recover. As long as you don't stand in front of me, I won't do anything to you. Besides, you should understand this, otherwise you have to Why take so many people to give me heads."
Mephistopheles glanced at the Templars, and said as if he didn't care: "Besides, it's a little bit reluctant to deal with you alone, plus so many dogs, it's a bit troublesome."
The Templar knights glared at him when they heard the words, but no one dared to do it, and didn't know if they were ordered or afraid of his strength.
"So it's better to stop and take a look at the scenery, and then you go your way, I go my way. It's not a day or two that you can't catch me, and I don't think the temple will trouble you because of this. "Mephistopheles taunted: "They have already lost one chief priest. They probably don't want to lose the second one."
Wood shook his head and looked towards the sea cliff. The black clouds in the distant sea were raging, and in the storm, the waves formed a white line, which suddenly broke into countless waves when they hit the reef.
"Although I don't know how you are related to him, it seems that you really don't worry about that little guy."
"No, I didn't believe it at first, but I believed it when you appeared here," Mephistopheles shook his head and replied with a smile: "I am here, and his purpose is achieved, do you understand?"
"Oh?" Wood was startled slightly: "He knew I was behind? Could it be that Tulaman was also in Amperexel, he told him?"
"No, no," Gray Sword Saint smiled happily, "He just guessed from the very beginning that the Temple of Flame was involved behind the scenes, not because of you, but because of the fellow Murros."
Wood frowned and looked at this guy suspiciously. For some special reasons, he once let the opponent out in Cruz, but he also knew that the opponent would never appreciate it. The other party smiled so happily, it must be because of where the Temple of Flame has suffered. .
"Murros killed Princess Magdal. He thought he could hide from the sky, but there must be a gap under a hundred secrets. He must have never dreamed that his identity was guessed." Mephistopheles smiled and said every word. Said suddenly.
"Really sharp, that young man."
Wood raised an eyebrow, and his face suddenly changed.
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"The time is up, Your Royal Highness, what is your answer?"
There was silence on the battlefield, and it seemed that after the sound of fighting subsided, only the patter of rain remained. But after a while, Williams' voice sounded again.
Arrogant and contemptuous.
Brando saw Princess Griffin standing in the rain in a daze. He was about to walk over, but he didn't expect Her Royal Highness to turn around first.
In the heavy rain, the half-elf girl's silver eyes were filled with determination: "Mr. Brando, I have decided to surrender to the nobles in the north."
Brando couldn't believe his ears, he stared at the princess dumbfounded. But Princess Griffin said softly: "After I die, there is still someone else in Eruin who can pick up this ideal. I believe that person, I believe he didn't lie to me—"
She raised her head and looked at everyone in this mountain forest, "If these people survive today, one day, they will be the fire for Eruin in the future."
"your Highness."
"Mr. Brando, I only have one request."
She looked at Brando, her eyes brightened surprisingly: "Please save my brother, because even if he cannot be king one day, I at least hope that he can live well. This is my only wish, Bu Mr. Lando."
She took out a crystal and put it in Brando's hand: "This is the key of the anchor, and only it can provide an anchor for the Royal Fleet. The father established this fleet by himself, and he personally gave it to me. I entrust it to you now."
Princess Griffin suddenly smiled, and there was tears or rain sliding down her cheeks: "Mr. Brando, I hope you remember that a princess of Eruin once fought with you... I hope the kingdom will live forever... Hope one day Our ideals can truly be realized—"
I wish your sword shine forever, Eruin.
Brando stared blankly at the princess who was crying in front of him. This was the second time he saw her crying. No longer the strong image in history, but the true Royal Highness of Eruin's eldest princess.
He gagged her mouth with his hand.
No need to say anything.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, Brando drew out his long sword and stepped past the stunned Royal Highness. He raised his head and replied softly: "No need to say anything, Your Royal Highness."
"Please be hopeful."
"Don't give up your ideals."
"Because today, history will never repeat itself."
"The future of this kingdom will be changed to you by myself."
"From this moment on, everything in the past has dissipated. There is no longer Buche's crying, nor red sorrow. Here, the kingdom has not deviated from the glorious path, and everything has room for recovery."
Not far from him, the female knight Nimesses who heard his words almost raised her head like an electric shock. But Brando has raised the sword of the earth in his hand and pointed it at the man in the air—
"Williams," Brando exclaimed, "The ledger forty years from now! Today I will come to you to ask you for the money on behalf of those people today-are you ready?"
There was silence in the mountains and forests, and there seemed to be only a single-handed silhouette on the entire battlefield.
In front of him, there is a huge fleet of Cruz people.
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