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"Morrows, you are absolutely crazy.".

"It's not me who's crazy, Mephistopheles. Do you think you can ruin all this? You're wrong, you can't do anything." The robes on the high priest Meros's body fluttered with the hot wind, and a sinister smile gradually appeared on his cold face.

: "Don't compare me with those people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. What you and they pursue are not worth mentioning in my opinion. Haha, my goal is extremely lofty."

"Meros," the Gray Sword Master put the big sword on his shoulder, his gray eyes burned with an even crazier light, golden magma spewed out from the ground, but he seemed to turn a blind eye - instead, his face looked white.

Teeth, staring at the chief priest as if he were a wild beast that chooses people to devour, "You made a mistake."

"I don't care about your purpose at all. I'm just here to kill you."

"No murderer can go unpunished. I am no exception, and you are no exception, including His Majesty the Emperor of the Cruz Empire."

"So," the gray-haired man in black clothes raised the sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at the astonished Meros: "Please go to hell."

A gray ripple spread from the tip of his sword. In an instant, the Loksh Palace disappeared and the Great Temple of Andfl disappeared. There was only a vast gray plain between the two. The underground flames seemed to be lost.

After breaking the last restraint, the tide rose in an instant, and a sea of ​​fire rose from the feet of Meros and Mephistopheles——

At this moment, the ten-ring spell was finally fully gestated and exploded with its greatest power. It was like a golden flaming sword piercing the blade from the ground. The blade was hundreds of feet wide and penetrated straight into the sky, dozens of miles away.

Pillars of light could be seen exploding across the cloudy sky from miles away.

A golden-red cross shines in the mid-air.

All the terrifying power burned away the Gray Sword Master's robe, revealing the inner armor. The dark armor gradually turned golden red, and gray lines of law flickered, each one shining brightly, even his eyebrows.

The hair and hair are on fire, just like a burning man.

But Mephisto seemed oblivious, stepping out of the flames. The flames were burning on him, but they seemed cold and without warmth. His eyes reflected the golden-red flames, and he approached Meros step by step, like a pool of lava from hell.

Like a monster walking out of the middle.

The Gray Sword Saint raised his sword, which was covered in gold and red and turned into a huge flaming sword.

"No, the flames can't hurt you... No, you are protected by the power of this world... Where is this place...?" Meros screamed.

"Meros, use your strongest attack spell, coupled with the power of your elements, you have no chance of fighting; but you chose this large-scale spell, you are too greedy." Mephistopheles step by step

He walked closer to him, shook his head and replied.

"The final plain, the gray field... So that's it..." Meros suddenly showed enlightenment in his eyes, "So that's it, this is the fourth realm -!"

He suddenly screamed, and the Gray Sword Saint thrust his sword into his chest. The high priest who was guiding the spell could not move at all, and the terrifying backlash force immediately poured into his body and burned his hands and feet in an instant.

"Ah——!" Meros suddenly laughed sharply: "Haha, you think I am greedy! You are wrong, ahem... Mephisto, why don't you save them... They are dead...

"

The Gray Sword Saint looked at him with a look of pity.

Meros suddenly stopped, with a look of astonishment on his face: "What do you mean by this look?"

"Meros."

"You underestimate him too much."

"he?"

The Gray Sword Master nodded.

Meros coughed violently, and the luster in his eyes was fading rapidly. At the last moment of his life, he seemed to see the huge ring again - all things returned to the circle, all things returned to one.

The Flame Temple's eyes widened and he almost groaned: "It's all in vain...it's all in vain. You...will never...understand...the...essence of...the world..."

…

"Brando!"

Brando had just led the princess and his party to trek out of the ruins of the Great Temple of Andful when he heard a familiar voice calling his name; he turned around and saw longing figures in a sea of ​​fire, and

The leading knight turned around and saw his group.

Brando smiled: "Brasen, we meet again."

The young man on horseback also had a slight smile on his indifferent face: "It's been a long time indeed. I didn't expect to be in the same trench with you this time."

"The Eruin people should have been in the same trench." Brando replied.

Brayson was startled for a moment, then nodded.

He got off his horse, came to the crowd, and saluted Princess Nymesis and Princess Griffith respectively: "Your Royal Highness, Knight Commander Nymesis."

"How is the situation?" Nymesis's face was pale, and there was blood on the corner of her mouth. If Brando hadn't supported her, she might not have been able to stand still, but she still asked immediately.

"The guards arrived first. Freya and Muke commanded the students to repel them several times. Now they have retreated to Juggler Street and 47th Street. However, there are no constructions. They should be waiting for reinforcements."

Brayson answered very proudly, and he had reason to be proud - the students of the Royal Knights Academy can now be said to be almost the most important force in the kingdom. They come from nobles from all over the south and are the best young people in the guard force.

Selected from among them, after systematic study and training, they are now considered to be the group of talents with the highest military literacy in Eruin.

This is not bragging, it is also proved by the history Brando knows; this army of non-commissioned officers will be the main force of Her Royal Highness the Princess Regent's conquests in the north and south in the future.

"Where's the patrolling cavalry? Where's the Black Blade Legion?" Nymesis frowned.

"They won't come." Brando interjected. Even in the pouring rain, the dock area was ablaze - I think Sanir and its people have succeeded - of course Brando didn't know about the Naga family

At this moment, he was attacking the inner city. In his idea, it would be enough for Naga to capture the port and attract the attention of the Ampelsel defenders.

As for the Black Blade Legion, the flying dragon knights from both sides were fighting in a mass above Ampelsel at the moment. From time to time, the bodies of flying dragons or raptors fell from the sky, smashing to pieces.

For Brando, it is actually very simple to convince the Southern Legion. Ironically, due to the domestic situation in Eru, this legion guarding the border of the kingdom ended up being forgotten. In fact, the royal party has always acquiesced to the surrender.

Earl Denel colluded with Madara, which made life even more difficult for the Southern Army.

In fact, two years later in history, after the current commander of the Southern Army, Earl Leidy, died in battle, the Army basically fell apart and was removed from history. Later, when Eruin revived and Madara invaded for the second time,

The Southern Territory fell almost overnight, causing the Valkyrie to be attacked from both sides and hated in the Red Canyon. In fact, a large part of the reason was the evil consequences planted by the royal party today.

The destruction of the Southern Army in this era seemed to be a compromise with Count Jeandenelle. Although the royal party finally won the victory, it deeply hurt the hearts of everyone in the entire south.

Brando naturally would not let this happen again, but he had always lacked an opportunity. What's more, he didn't know where the Southern Army was at the moment. Until Nostal appeared, a real opportunity appeared in front of him.

The two sides almost hit it off, and the desperate Southern Army also urgently needed an ally, especially Brando who could also use the name of the princess. At the same time, unlike the royal party, he did not have a good impression of Jean Denel, so he changed hands.

This lord count was sold.

In fact, it can't be said that he is selling it. Originally, he and the earl were sworn enemies, and the alliance with the Southern Army could be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Today, the Southern Army sent the most powerful flying dragon cavalry regiment in Eruin here to support the princess. This is actually part of this alliance, but the content of this alliance is far more than that.

Brando only thought that Jean Denel's good days would soon come to an end.

But his thought was fleeting, because everyone was looking at him at this moment.

"Our allies are restraining them," Brando immediately replied: "Brasen, are there any guards in the direction of King's Trail and Forest Avenue?"

Brayson looked at Nymesis on the side, and the black-haired female knight looked at Princess Griffin - the half-elf princess standing in the middle of the crowd wearing a rainproof cloak, her face still as pale as before,

She nodded, "Leave everything to Mr. Brando."

"But wait a minute," Princess Griffin raised her head, looked at Brando and said, "Mr. Brando, Amperesel is a famous city in history. In this history, there are many things besides money and power.

What is truly precious to the Eruin people besides desire... If you are not forced to do so, I hope you..."

"I know." Brando nodded. It seems that the previous behavior of demolishing the Great Temple of Anderful made the other party feel grudge. In fact, it was not just the princess, he was also heartbroken; as Griffin said

It is said that this is a kingdom with a long history. There are many things on this land that are regarded as spiritual symbols. If all these are completely destroyed just for the sake of victory, it will not be good for this ancient kingdom and its people.

The damage is unimaginable.

But war is war, and Brando could only reply: "We will try our best to protect all of this, Your Highness, what we want is not an Eruin that is riddled with holes."

Princess Griffin nodded calmly, agreeing.

He looked back.

Bresson glanced at him and nodded to him with some recognition. He was born in Prague. There is a famous clock tower in Prague. Almost everyone who grew up in Prague has been associated with this clock tower since childhood.

Accompanied by it, and proudly regard it as a symbol of Prague. If one day this bell tower collapses in the war, I believe all Prague people will feel sad.

Sometimes these spiritual symbols are not only a precious wealth, but also a symbol of hope. As long as they are still there, Eruin will eventually be reborn. This is the power of culture, and Brayson deeply agrees with it in his heart.

at this point:

"Brando, no trace of the guard troops has been found in the direction of King's Trail and Forest Avenue, but going north from here, there should be a guard brigade stationed near the north gate of Ampelser."

Although the Great Temple of Andfl is located on the central axis of Ampersel, it is actually located eastward near the port area. In fact, it is in the center of the old port town. There are five avenues leading to this temple, the King's Walk and the forest.

The avenue is to the north of this temple, while to the south are Juggler Street and Forty-Seven Street. In addition, there is a Haiyan Street that leads east to the port of Haiyan Fortress.

Brando asked Naga to occupy the port, and his actual plan was to have the princess and her party break out northward to the Silver Lighthouse of Foroges outside the city, where a ship was waiting for them, and then both parties left the Silver Lighthouse.

After the bay, they meet off the coast of Ampelsel.

This plan looks extremely bold, but it is full of feasibility. First of all, the north leads to the hinterland controlled by the Grand Duke of Sifah. No one would have thought that they would break out to the north. Secondly, the sea storms are raging, and there is almost no possibility of leaving Ampere through the open sea.

The possibility of Seer.
To be continued...