The battle was over, and the smoke and clouds dissipated from the battlefield like mist. There were lodging mountains everywhere on the edge of the forest, and there were as many as seven or eight gray matter giant beasts that appeared in people's sight.
But they can no longer threaten the defense line of the Son of Light. To be precise, they are dead, leaving only a pile of dead skeletons. But even they are towering, like huge tombs.
Melfina squinted her eyes and watched all this. The winner climbed up the corpse of the giant beast. The elves raised their weapons and shouted loudly. The sound of responses on the battlefield resounded through the mountains, like mountain calls and tsunamis.
But that is not fortunate. The Grey Domain of Gus is even more dangerous than expected. The giant tree that brought disaster was staring at them like a cold god of death. They have not yet entered the real domain of disaster.
Gus was the earliest branch among the three major disaster branches, but not the most powerful branch. The tragic battle report was sent back from Ravenell. Several major guilds suffered heavy losses, and even the dragon surrendered to the shadow of the tree of disaster.
She looked in that direction, but in fact she could no longer see Fang Yu's figure. The other party had already headed to the front line halfway through the action.
Without that young man, it might be difficult for them to defend the line of defense. Everyone would die here, although death is just a place of return for the Son of Ryuu, even for the princess, it is no different.
To hold power, one must take responsibility. This is the person’s teaching to her, and the consensus of autumn forests, and the lessons learned by the elves from the long time.
Ordinary people often forget this, sometimes they are awake and sometimes confused, and similar history continues to reappear in this short-lived race.
But the elves saw more than that. Mortals kept standing up from the ruins with extraordinary resilience and shaping everything after the cycle of history with enthusiasm and creativity.
Therefore, after a cycle, history often shows new vitality, which is why pioneers chose them.
Even the Yaoguang King's Court would not deny this, let alone today, they have proved themselves again.
Melfina is not sure what will happen in other directions, but if the disaster branch draws people to deal with them, I am afraid that only here can survive except for Kellerfeld's team.
But that's enough.
The meaning of the plan is not perfect, but cares that someone can complete it. The commander draws lines coldly on the map, with one side of the line being life and the other being death.
This sounds cruel, but it is particularly tragic if you defeat it, but if you fail, you lose everything. They have no choice or her.
The elf female knight took off her helmet, and she didn't have so many pretentious thoughts in her heart. She let the bloody wind blow her long silver hair. At that moment, she looked very much like her sister.
In other words, Princess Arthana looks very much like her. After all, the two inherited the same blood, and she is more like a mature version of Arthana.
The chief warlock stood behind her, and Melfina Quia Miaoxing turned around and looked at Silvede who was standing on the other side. Even in her eyes, this could be regarded as a rare beauty.
The beautiful ship officer held a crystal in his hand. On the real-time map left by the square pluck, the red dots on it were decreasing, and each red dot represents a nest maker.
Whenever a nest maker dies, the disaster champion who is closely linked to it will fall and stiffen due to the disorder of spiritual resonance. When a mountain collapses, enough elves rush up, drill into its ear canal and attack its spine, and kill it.
Melfina smiled and said to the latter: "There are eleven nest makers and eight disaster champions. Compared with you who killed the first nest makers, you have completed the task much more efficiently."
"Maybe it's because we are more skilled. After all, mortals are different from elves. They don't have the experience brought by such long years. They can only explore everything a little bit." Silweid also smiled slightly and responded: "But we have extremely strong learning ability, and we can often master the tricks of one thing quickly."
"It was precisely because of this that the pioneers' attention to you, and the long time passed, and the facts proved that they were right."
The pioneer in Melfina's mouth is the Noumerlin elves. The elves of the Raying King Court believe that the sun elves under the protection of the Double Holy Tree are their ancestors, although almost all elves think so.
However, the Elf Knight doesn't care much about this, just borrowing traditional sayings to accept the conversation.
She stroked the hair on her cheek and swept the wind-swept her hair behind her ears with her tail finger. "With the help of my cavalry, you will kill the first nest maker with an Aitaliache. The time between the last nest maker and the death of the previous nest maker is only three minutes."
Of course, Silvede understood that there was something in the female knight's words, but she only smiled and said that she had always been here and never left. Therefore, what the elf commander didn't know, she could of course not know.
As for what the real inside story is, let the other party guess. As long as she doesn't speak up for some things, even if Melfina guesses correctly, she can only guess.
Melfina glanced at her softly: "I want to talk to you."
"Ms. Commander," replied Silmide with a smile: "We have no additional agreement."
"I understand," Melfina nodded, "this is not mandatory, so I'm asking for your advice, and I want to talk to your lover."
Silvede narrowed his eyes, "I can't answer for him."
Melfina nodded to her. Communication between smart people was simple, without objection, and acquiesced. The girl was as smart as a fox, making her unable to speak, but she had the confidence to convince the young man.
The other party acted innocently, and even had some young and unnecessary thoughts, all of which were like Alsana.
Melfina thought for a while and she and Alsana were not born from the same mother, but had the same father, but this did not prevent her from regarding her as her closest relatives.
Alsana was too simple to notice those open guns and hidden arrows. Treating the world with gentleness would always be hurt by the world. She believed that the other party would soon understand this.
And everything you do is just protecting the other party.
The same is true for the father.
While thinking, the female knight carefully watched the changes on the battlefield. There were grey tree people who had lost their commands and were disorderly. Their numbers did not decrease much and were still attacking the positions.
But in fact, such an offensive has lost its meaning. The elves' unicorn cavalry have divided them apart, and it is only a matter of time to complete the final extermination.
"They actually won."
The night walker's craftsman said a little resentful.
The cheers had already echoed through the battlefield, and some were from those who were with them, and the craftsmen raised their hands to celebrate their victory on the ground, after all, no one wanted to lose the starlight here for no reason.
"Yeah, these idiots," said another, "they don't know what we're really here for."
But the club's upper level did not tell everyone the truth, only a few confidants could perform this task.
"You will also share the benefits," the executive told them. "This is the alliance's common decision. We want to change our strategy in Aitalia. It does not violate the Stargate Declaration, but we choose which side we bet on."
"The third division has a consensus with us..."
"Idiots, that's just what they pretend to be. They have conflicts with the first and second divisions and have to maintain a righteous appearance. But it doesn't make sense to us. You are a member of the club and you just need to consider the interests of the club, which is related to your salary sharing and year-end rewards."
Only then did he realize that their brief alliance with the third division had ended, or it was over again. But their alliance with the third division was actually for a common enemy.
"That first competition area..."
"The first division will soon be out of my mind. Maybe there is no super competition anymore. The league will show it to the world in a new posture."
"As for those, the Council will send someone to communicate with you alone, and you will understand then. Well, let's not talk about these anymore, and you didn't need to know them."
He put down the crystal in his hand, and the leader took it, turned around and looked at the two of them, "You don't have to say that, the disaster branches that grew from the trunk of Terraka are not our ally, we are just relying on its power."
He had completely changed his appearance from his previous impetuous look. He only looked at the crystal bridge in front of him with a heavy gaze, as if he didn't care much about everything on the battlefield.
"But the Court of Light is not an ally or even an enemy, nor is it an enemy."
"The enemy's enemies may not be ally," the young man bridged the last piece of crystal on the main tower, and everything was tightly matched, as if it was done. He clapped his hands and took a step back, "They won, and it did not hinder our plan, right? This crystal penetrated the entire Ethernet cable. As soon as they started, our plan was half successful."
He raised his head and looked at the beautiful crystal tower. The man did what he said, not letting the offensive of gray matter creatures affect them. It’s a pity that the other party would regret it if he knew what the result of all this was.
The leader was a little proud. Although the short few hours on the battlefield were not enough to complete it, the craftsmen just built the most core structure.
But the prototype has emerged, and what remains after the core structure is completed is just a matter of time.
In the past month, the elves rarely let them approach the crystal tower. They almost never let outsiders interfere in the construction of the crystal tower. Fortunately, the disaster branch launched an attack in time, and finally gave them a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The ‘Tower’ has been completed, and the next step is to look at the shocked expressions on the faces of those people.
But to his surprise, no one sent anyone to take over the tower, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry to call for help.
Is it that everything is going too smoothly as my companion said?
He couldn't help but look back, but found that the originally angry companion did not have so many angry and depressed expressions on his face, but was looking at him pitifully.
"What a pity," the other party said, "this tower will not be activated."
"What's going on?" he couldn't help asking, "Felger, what are you talking about?"
He suddenly widened his eyes and watched a row of stern-looking elves walked out from behind his companions. He immediately realized something was wrong and turned around to escape, but he was just an alchemist.
Two powerful arms pressed his shoulders from behind, and the other two hands grabbed his arms and cut him over. Then a huge force came and pressed him to the ground.
The leader's face was against the cold ground, and he couldn't help but struggle hard, and saw his other companion being suppressed to the ground in his eyes.
He tried his best to turn around and looked at the remaining face, and suddenly realized something, "Felger, you... are you from the Operations Department?"
"We have been observing you rats for a long time," but his companions had completely changed their faces and were looking at them coldly. "How deep are you in the alliance? Even the Council has your people? If it weren't for the cooperation with the princess, it would be difficult to really expose you this time."
He walked over and pulled out the magic bridge from the crystal tower, "This is the work of the Silver Wind Watcher, and he was captured by the people. What else do you have to say this time?"
The leader gritted his teeth and said nothing, but when the other party pulled out the magic bridge, he felt relieved, and a trace of undetectable luck flashed in his eyes.
"It doesn't matter."
The man seemed to have expected that he would not answer. After all, they have been following the mysterious organization for nearly ten years, and this is just the closest one. The only ones sent out to perform the mission were just small minions. What is really important is the magic bridge in his hand and the other party's action plan.
He turned around and handed the magic bridge to the hands of the elf guard and spoke, "Please advise His Highness the Princess, this person must be handed over to us, and we will judge him with our own laws and seize those behind him."
"Also," he paused, "thank me for Mr. Alwood, who went to Ravenell and didn't know if he had returned, and if he returned, tell him that the case had progressed."
The Elf Guard said nothing, but Ferger didn't need the other party to respond. He knew that these sons of Light would definitely pass his words, and he did not intend to deal with His Royal Highness the Princess too much.
After all this, he looked towards the battlefield. Although the anger before was only pretended, the elves were somewhat beyond his expectations to win this game so smoothly.
The princess didn't even take action.
...
It's not just Felger.
Many people on the battlefield are now looking for the team that brings them victory.
After all, many people have witnessed the huge structure falling from the sky, spraying the blue light tail across the battlefield. They still remember the fairy messenger, at least one or more combat craftsmen, who participated in the battle.
What's more, His Royal Highness asked them to bring the young craftsman back, and she wanted to reward the other party well.
The creator of everything is still sitting next to the corpse of the mountain of disaster champions. The clockwork fairy flew back from all around and landed beside him.
He looked down at his magic glove - it was just an ordinary magic glove with a magic meter on it and an etheric guide, which seemed complex and full of mechanical feeling.
Although the Lone King's Apology has been repaired, in order to avoid revealing his identity, he generally does not use the magic glove that belongs to him until the real critical moment.
But there is actually no difference in this magic glove. Everything is ordinary, and there are even fewer damage and scratches. What he is looking at is not the sophisticated machines on it.
Instead, I thought of the scene I saw in that illusion.
What exactly is that strange image?
Why is it parallel to time, space, knowledge, nature, and ether, and elements? He feels that he is actually inspired by the elements, but Ms. Roman has a balance blocking his way.
She told him that it was not his way.
Then what is his path?
Unfortunately, his level was still too low. He could only push open the door with the help of Miss Tata at that moment, but was dragged back to the battlefield because of his mental loss.
Such opportunities are hard to come by. To enter again, it should be time for you to further understand the world of laws and fields. If you can't hurry up, you can only wait until that time.
However, Fang Yu could clearly feel that the image did not disappear like a phantom, it also had an impact on itself and left something.
But he flipped his gloves and couldn't grasp the inspiration no matter what. It seemed to exist somewhere, but it was beyond his perception.
He looked at Miss Tata beside him. Miss Goblin looked a little tired and had a pale face.
Nini, who was swaying her long hair like flames, wrapped herself around her sister and swept her tail around the fairy lady, looking very intimate.
She could feel "love" from the tiny soul born from the power of Nico Polas. Although she still could not understand such complex emotions, she already knew how to express the meaning of closeness in the haze.
"Miss Tata, are you okay?" Fang Yu couldn't help asking.
The Goblin lady shook her head gently, "I just need a rest, Mr. Knight."
"Ni Ni, don't bother your sister."
"Papa—"
"I may not be able to help you in the next period of time." Tata whispered.
"It's okay," Fang Yu shook his head, "You have a good rest. I don't need to rely on other people's waste. The most troublesome stage has passed, so I'll leave it to me next."
Tata looked at him and nodded seriously. Of course she believed in her own knight.
Just as he believed in her.
Someone walked over with the bushes, and the crystalline trees rustled with powder on the ground. Cui Xisi couldn't help but stop when she saw Fang Zhu.
Tianlan and Luo Yu were following behind her.
"Ai... Commander," Cui Xisi couldn't help but speak, "You... the dragon soul is awakened..."
She looked at the other party with an indescribable gaze. In fact, Juno also had a natural dragon soul, but that dragon soul was inherited from a legendary Sky Knight.
The club... used some special means, but the inherited dragon soul is often difficult to awaken. It is better to say that Juno can control the dragon soul itself is a rare genius.
That is the biggest secret of the Sacrament Guild, and only a few people at the top of the league know that there is no reason why the Gemini of the Empire is headed by Juno.
Natural dragon souls are too rare and powerful. The awakened ones are extremely rare even in the history of the indigenous peoples, and they are often legends among legends.
There are many people who have had dragon souls, which is not even a big deal.
But since the dark era, the Sky Knight can even trace back to the era of the Noumerlin elves, and is synonymous with the top and most powerful combat power of mortals.
To put it bluntly, the birth of alchemy in the past is just for the ability of mass production and imitation.
That is the ultimate wish of mortals, one day it can be comparable to the power of a dragon, but even today, it is far from realizing it.
Fang Yu looked at her, Luo Yu and Tianlan, nodded slightly, "I saw that door, but only once."
That is the door to the law.
Chapter completed!