Wind comes from the hills to the west. Novelty in Chinese iqi.
Bards who travel around the world often spread such legends that the wind is flying and giant beasts are walking in the sky.
And the wind is the sound of their wings flapping.
"what is that!"
A necromancer suddenly screamed.
They were four long, intertwined silver lines. They were like four dazzling swords, cutting across the sky of the entire battlefield in an instant.
Wherever they passed, the crystal clusters and nightmare insects in the sky fell like raindrops.
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads, watching the silver line extending forward draw an arc at the end of their field of vision, and then flew back. This time they could see clearly: they were powerful dragons, but they
On the slender neck, the huge head not only has the horns of a giant dragon, but also a single horn pointing straight forward.
"dragon"
"No, that, that's..."
Knights covered in silver armor sat on long saddles one behind the other. The knight in front was holding a five-meter-long spindle-shaped spear, and the knight behind was holding a giant shield.
Their faces were completely covered by silver visors, with delicate and mysterious patterns embossed on the metal, looking cold and arrogant.
It seems to be describing the most glorious status they had a thousand years ago.
Silver Elf Guards, Dragon King Cavalry.
They held their spears high.
"varlor!"
The dragon knights shouted in unison.
"varlor!"
The cry of victory resounded through the sky.
Behind them, silvery points of light shone in the sky like stars, appearing on the eastern horizon.
"Silver Elf!" The undead lords were almost in disbelief: "Martha, that's the Silver Elf!"
It was a silver torrent, sweeping down from the Lohrweide hills. It was countless heavy knights. Their snow-silver armor shone in the sunset, and the snow-white feathers on the top of their helmets rose and fell like waves.
Ups and downs.
The silver double-headed swords in their hands and the elven longbows on their backs proved the identities of the knights.
They once defeated the Doyles in Valoka. They defeated the mountain people, defeated the witches, and defeated the army of the undead.
Their glory is recorded on the medal on their chest. It is a staggered spear and sword. The sword is Xinna, the Frostsinger, and the spear is a sacred object of a hero.
That hero.
She was once their princess.
They are the Sodekara heavy cavalry. They are the Lin Ge Legion, and they are the pride of the elves.
Thousands of years later, after the War of the Saints, the Silver Elf finally returned to this land again, just for this war that no one could stay out of.
Above everyone's heads, the giant dragon began to accelerate and plunged headlong into the sky above the battlefield.
A small figure was riding a war horse approaching the Silver Elf's heavy cavalry regiment.
Medisa's long hair was flying in the wind. The sitting divine horse and the charging heavy cavalry regiment of the Silver Elf were getting closer and closer. When a parallel line was formed between the two, she suddenly raised her head. She raised her spear high and shouted.
:
"Slavorclar varlor!" (Slavorclar varlor!)
The silver elf knights turned to look at her one after another, their eyes showing a trace of doubt under their visors, but then this doubt turned into ecstasy.
They raised their swords and placed them on their chests.
That is the highest etiquette among Silver Elf warriors.
That is silent trust.
It is the highest courtesy for a hero.
The little princess smiled slightly, her heart full of pride and pride. The illusion was intertwined in front of her, as if she had returned to the dreamy war thousands of years ago.
It is a mortal's war against fate.
They won everything.
At this moment, the heroes and warriors are back here again, fighting for that sacred oath.
She raised the spear in her hand and shouted with all her strength:
"Long live Holy Silver Valley!"
"Long live Holy Silver Valley!"
The knights of the Psalm Legion responded in unison, and the battlefield resounded like thunder.
"Knights of Sodekara!" Medisa's long hair was flying, and she drew her spear forward: "Follow me!"
"Long live your Royal Highness the Princess!"
The entire heavy knights suddenly drew a beautiful arc on the battlefield. From top to bottom, from the head of the knights to the captain of the knights, no one objected, as if they should be like this, should obey this princess.
command.
Because she is Metissa.
Lin Ge is the most legendary commander in the history of the Legion.
She is the hero of the elves, a heroic spirit sleeping in the ancient palace.
Medissa merged into the forward of the heavy cavalry regiment.
It was like she was holding a sharp blade in her hand. This blade had been held in her hand thousands of years ago, and it was the same now. It was inserted into the throat of the crystal cluster army without mercy.
At that most appropriate moment.
Brando raised his head and looked at the army with relief. There seemed to be a fire burning in his heart. That was Medissa's promise to him. He knew that she would definitely do it.
He let go.
Countless crystal clusters fell from mid-air and fell heavily to the ground, shocking the entire battlefield.
Instar Dragon looked at the army of elves surging past him and couldn't help sighing. Even in terms of military talent, he found that he was still slightly inferior to the princess beside him.
"Launch a counterattack!"
He and a certain undead master far away on the other side of the battlefield issued this order at the same time. Instar Dragon raised his sword high and led Adni and her knights straight down the hill.
Her Majesty the Queen lowered her head and picked up the mercury staff. At this moment, her dark eyes finally showed a relaxed look:
"Silver Elf, you finally did not break your promise."
The cluster's offensive is falling apart.
They began to retreat backwards on the entire battlefield, breaking away from the battle line one by one. Each legion of the undead immediately put up black flags representing pursuit, formed a whole team, and rejoined the pursuit.
Looking down from the sky above the entire battlefield, in an instant, the battlefield spanning dozens of kilometers began to show signs of being one-sided.
The last one to retreat was the Air Force of the Crystal Cluster.
Under the cover of Leviathan's huge body, they retreated calmly towards the south of the battlefield. The Silver Elf Dragon King knights immediately entangled them, but the White Dragon King knights were like mosquitoes around Leviathan and could not deal with them at all.
It poses no threat.
Brando knew that if he allowed this thing to leave calmly, the battle would still be far from over, and on this battlefield, he was the only one who had the ability to keep the opponent.
He almost immediately jumped into the air and flew in that direction.
But at this moment, a black shadow passed behind him.
Brando was slightly startled subconsciously, thinking so fast. He looked up and found that the person who passed him was a silver-haired girl. She obviously did not look like an undead. She was wearing a very weird armor.
, the style of the armor was very different from Warnd's traditional style. The surface was covered with streamlined lines. The material seemed to be metal, but the surface was covered with a lattice network, as if he had seen the remains of a god in the Death Frost Forest.
More similar.
Andrea turned back and glanced at Brando with shocked eyes, but she had no intention of saying anything more. She just remembered the young man's face deeply, and then continued to fly forward.
"Freya?"
Brando was shocked when he saw the face opposite. Although the silver-haired girl's mask covered the upper half of her face, the lower half of her face and the Valkyrie mark on her forehead and Freya's
How similar is it?
Not to mention, aren’t the three pairs of wings of light spread out behind her the weapons of Freya’s Valkyrie?
But Andrea turned a deaf ear to his shouts. She began to accelerate in mid-air, and other war valkyries soon appeared in the sky. They flew towards Leviathan above the clouds, and then threw the black spheres one by one.
Throw it forward.
Those black spheres rotated in the sky, and soon became fixed and suspended in mid-air. A ring-shaped red light beam appeared on its surface, and then connected with each other, locking the huge mountain-like Leviathan in a sea of red.
in the optical network.
"Coordinates confirmed!"
Andrea shouted:
"Lord Dragon King, please come"
"Dragon King?"
Brando was stunned, wondering if Dragon God Bahamut still existed in this world, but before he had time to question this guess in his mind, he heard a cold snort from the sky.
A shining golden eye actually opened on the clouds.
Then a pair of wings that covered the sky and the sun.
That's a dragon.
Its body shape is no less than that of Leviathan swimming in the sky.
As soon as it appeared, it pressed its claws against Leviathan's head. The huge claws seemed to be able to tear through the clouds. It thrust its claws at the horn on Leviathan's head. The shadow of its claws swept across the ground, causing the battlefield to be so dark that
The sky above was darkened.
Leviathan let out a roar and swayed its body, obviously unwilling to give in.
But unfortunately, there were patches of silver light flashing around the dragon's claws.
Brando was so frightened that he almost screamed. He saw what kind of silver spots there were. They were simply pieces of bright silver cards. These cards were spinning in mid-air and then gathered together.
A cold voice came out of the giant dragon's mouth: "Send the final blade."
A black shadow stretching across the sky and earth swept across Leviathan's huge body.
Leviathan let out a shrill scream, and its huge body was broken into two parts. The broken parts turned into countless crystal fragments, and slowly fell from the mid-air.
"One, two, three, four...six, seven..."
Brando silently counted the horns of the giant dragon's head protruding from the clouds, no more, no less, exactly seven. In this world, only one dragon has seven horns.
That was the legendary lover of Odin.
That is the King of Evil Dragons, the teacher of the Death Dog-headed Augreste in the Rubik Desert, the Seven-pole Dragon King Foccia, who the player is called the ‘Master Craftsman’.
However, she turned out to be a planeswalker.
…
(PS: Please vote for me! I’m so tired from writing, I’m rolling all over the floor!) (To be continued.)
