"Protect that silver dragon, don't let them get close to her!" The battle in the sky is getting fierce. The dragon beasts are flying in circles with Mythril's huge body as the center. They fly lower and lower, like low-hanging dark clouds.
Surrounded by screams and low roars, only the female knight's command could be clearly heard through the din above the battlefield - under her command, the stone statue
The ghost was constantly attacking the surrounding dragon beasts. It was like two dark clouds violently colliding together. There was no loud noise, but there were intermittent golden flames instead of lightning and thunder, and the remains of the gargoyle seemed like
It rained down like rain, and from time to time, a huge thing fell from the sky and crashed to the ground.
The ground trembled horribly from time to time. When the Silver Dragon Mythril fell to the ground, it turned several nearby blocks into flat ruins, but there was still a circle of remaining buildings outside the open area. The knights of the Summer Solstice Knights and the White Lion Guards
Climbing onto these buildings and assisting the gargoyles in fighting on the roofs, they built a temporary and stable line of defense that, at least temporarily, could keep the dragon beasts at bay.
Blocked tightly on the periphery of the ruins.
Their casualties were equally heavy. From time to time, fireballs would fall from the sky and hit these lonely buildings. A dazzling fire would rise in the darkness, which often represented the loss of several lives.
The little prince and the powerless nobles have already been moved to a safer place by Delphiri and Princess Magdale. Only a few people who dare to fight are left. Eco temporarily takes charge of the mission together with Jutta.
He took up the position of commander of the White Lion Guards and took over the position of the comatose Medissa. Unexpectedly, the Duke's daughter actually insisted on staying and being with Marjorie.
, she knew some basic healing spells, and Bloomfield, the deputy commander of the Summer Solstice Knights who was responsible for commanding the outer defense line, also agreed to her request.
Just hold on for one minute.
The silver dragon Mysril was quietly crawling on the ruins, her wings drooped, and her slender neck curled up. She half-squinted her eyes and watched the battle in mid-air. Only when occasionally a dragon beast broke through the defense line and got too close.
, she would raise her head and spit out a mouthful of silver holy flames, turning it into ashes.
The gargoyles in the sky are not lacking in wisdom. These Bugan creations gradually discovered this detail and began to consciously lead the dragon beasts over the ruins. Although Mythril inevitably caused accidental injuries when she breathed out the holy flames, the fourth-level
The gargoyle's combat power is far inferior to that of the seventh-level Qiujidramon. Even if it leads the dragon beast to crash into the silver dragon lady and die together, it is still much better than in a head-on battle.
An exchange ratio of ten to one.
Mysriel was slightly annoyed by the behavior of these gargoyles. She said to Brando during spiritual communication: "These toys of yours belong to the Buga people. If they dared to do this in normal times, I would have done it long ago."
One fire burned them all to ashes."
Dare to say that before the Slate War, the best air force in Warnd's sky became a toy. Only the dragon dared to say this. Brando pretended not to hear it to avoid being angry, and only replied: "Don't forget that they are protecting you.
, also, don’t take any more action, time disorder will speed up your movements, be careful of being seen by that guy in the sky."
"But those toys of yours will suffer heavy losses, is that okay?"
Brando was naturally heartbroken. The Buga people gave him more than a thousand gargoyles, but they were all genuine high-end goods, not the monkey versions generally sold outside. After this battle, the loss would probably be more than half, although the steel puppets and
The gargoyle was originally intended to deal with the holy war, but his imaginary enemy was Tuoquining's lion-man. If he had known that he was going to fight against the ridge dragon beast, his lion would have opened his mouth to ask for it.
I'm afraid there are three thousand gargoyles instead of one thousand.
The problem is, now he has to do it.
Brando shook his head and was not in the mood to answer.
Mysriel glanced at him and said: "Don't worry, human, if you can survive, I will let you choose a treasure from my treasure house. I guarantee that its value will not be lower than what you have today."
Loss."
Brando's heart moved slightly. After all, it was the treasure of the dragon clan. There is a legend in Warnd - the treasure of the dragon clan is the treasure house of the kingdom. In other words, the treasure of a giant dragon is even worth the heritage of a kingdom. These two treasures
Coupled with the ancient ruins buried underground, they can be said to be the three ultimate treasures in "The Amber Sword". As long as you have any one of the three, it is enough.
It can make a poor adventurer become extremely rich in an instant, but the mouth-watering gains are matched by the terrifying difficulty of realization-the dragon family is obsessed with treasure, and every dragon is very ignorant of their own property.
With the palm of their hand, even if someone steals a gold coin from them, they will be able to detect it immediately; and needless to say, the kingdom's warehouse is naturally heavily guarded and highly guarded.
Hands are like clouds; as for the ancient ruins, they are even more elusive. In the entire south of Eruin, Brando has heard of only one successful excavation in Valhalla.
Mythril is an adult dragon. It goes without saying how rich her treasures are. There must be many good things in them, and maybe even sub-artifacts. Even if he can't choose freely, as long as he can get a top-quality one,
It will be enough to benefit from it for a period of time thereafter.
But he immediately calmed down: "Let's wait until we survive."
A trace of surprise flashed in Mythril's mercury-like eyes.
The elapsed time pointer is slowly turning, and it has only gone through one-third of its journey at this moment.
The maximum acceleration rate of this sub-artifact is ten times, but that is for Brando. The laws are completely different at different levels. Brando has to accelerate an existence like Mythril for five minutes, at least
It also takes a minute. On a battlefield where every second counts, this will be an extremely long time. More than once, he thought that he would have a traceback disk.
, the traceback disk can go back to the state ten minutes ago, and it takes effect instantly without consuming any experience. You must know that Mythril was still alive and powerful ten minutes ago and could fight the black dragon Malthus head-on. It is obviously very difficult to lure the latter away.
Simple.
But after all, that's just a thought.
Forty seconds left.
Cooper listened with some trepidation to the screams and roars in the sky outside. The flashes of explosions illuminated the entire night sky from time to time. The ground shook slightly in the roar. Dust fell from the ceiling. He looked straight at the dancing on the floor.
fragments of pebbles, thinking that this night might be the end of the world, and everyone would face catastrophe at any time. But he was on horseback after all.
The nobles behaved much better than those white-faced boys who were trembling with fear. What's more, although the little prince of the Eruin people sitting not far from him was pale, he at least behaved calmly enough, which made him
He couldn't save his face and act too unworthy, not to mention that there were two beautiful ladies beside the little prince.
He knew both Countess Yanbao and Princess Magdalene.
Delphire had just recovered from the backlash of the spell, and her face was very ugly. She leaned weakly on Princess Magdalen, while not far away, Earl Alcorns sat opposite with the same expression on his face, and he didn't help.
Knowing what he was thinking, as a retainer of the former, Cooper did not dare to get into trouble. Now he only hoped that the earl from Tonigel could continue to create
Miracle, just like the border regiment of the Cruz people, drove away the damn black dragon.
A panicked guy ran out of the next room. Cooper knew this person. He was a small nobleman near the border of the Clover Plain. He was a subordinate of Count Jean. He was white and fat, and he had no one on his hand.
Yuzi, at first glance, looks like the kind of newly minted aristocrat who has climbed up through the ranks through connections, and this is also true. The reason why this person is favored by Ji En is because he has an outstanding sister.
The man rolled up to Cooper and Count Alcorns, and shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "Oh no, someone has run away, someone is dead!"
"What do you mean?" Cooper was stunned for a moment. It's normal for someone to die now. It's strange for the undead to be in this situation outside.
But things were obviously not that simple. The fat man couldn't even explain clearly, so he had to lead others to the scene. Finally, Cooper understood what happened.
Someone among the nobles ran away, and before leaving, he killed another Cruz noble. The unlucky guy had a long wound on his chest, as if he had been killed while being pulled. His head was tilted to one side, and his face was sallow. It was obvious that
He had been dead for a long time, and it was very possible that he had lost his life before the battle. It is not surprising that someone ran away, but killing someone before escaping is a bit outrageous.
It was puzzling, and Cooper instinctively felt that something was wrong, and was about to order someone to investigate, but at this time, the Cruz nobles outside screamed.
"That guy is there!"
"murderer!"
Cooper's heart tightened and he hurried out of the house. In an instant, he saw a man not far away climbing to the roof of a nearby building.
The man was wearing a viscount's black gown, with the collar and cuffs stained with blood. He held a sharp knife, quickly climbed onto the roof on hands and knees, and then opened his arms in the air - Cooper looked at this with some confusion.
Guy, because he has an impression of this person. In fact, there are quite a few Cruz nobles accompanying Brando. In addition to a few people such as Sir Moore, there are also
There were many knights and gentry from the countryside. These people responded to the call of the great lord and brought their retainers and followers to participate in the action to intercept Count Tonigel. Because there were so many people, almost all of them were involved.
In the entire Anzel Tower, not everyone among the nobles knows each other.
And this person, Cooper remembered, was one of the people he rescued from the tomb at that time. At that time, this guy followed them silently. Although they didn't know each other, he saw that the other person was wearing the attire of a viscount, so he just thought he was someone.
He was a local noble somewhere, but he never expected that the latter would do such a thing.
He watched the man climb up the roof and open his arms. He still didn't know what this guy wanted to do. At this time, the roof was obviously the most dangerous place in the entire battlefield. Could it be that the guy killed people and ran out just to be a target?
?
This is obviously illogical.
"Lord Malthus!" The man on the roof shouted loudly at this time: "I am the connector, get me out quickly!"
The sudden shout seemed so insignificant in the entire hustle and bustle of the battlefield, but the black dragon Malthus still noticed that the dragon's perception ability was so sharp. In fact, at this moment, in the entire Greystone Town, even deep underground and in the mountains of nearby hills, except for
Apart from the lower area close to the silver dragon Mythril, it cannot sense any other corners.
Even the lowest whisper cannot escape the ears of this giant dragon.
The only difference is whether it is willing to pay attention.
When Malthus heard the words "connector", he lowered his head from mid-air and stared condescendingly at the insect-like existence on the roof above the ground. The latter kept waving to him. Malthus thought for a long time.
, then I remembered the significance of this abominable-looking mortal thing existing here.
It snorted softly.
…
When he saw the intimidating shadow in mid-air, lowering his head and looking in his direction, Willard Warren suddenly felt a sense of joy about surviving a disaster. Willard Warren, this is
His name on the surface, but his real name is Ferguson, and he also has a codename called "Knight". He is the human being who has always been with Tanservant.
However, unlike the speculations of the prime minister's daughter and others, he is neither the earl of Tonigel nor an aide to Tan Pu. He rarely appears in the outside world, and few people know his true identity.
In fact, when the stupid caveman ruined his future, Ferguson immediately hid in the tomb and locked himself up. The stupid local nobles did not recognize his identity and only locked him up.
As a companion, no one even checked his identity.
What made him even more ecstatic was that the commander of the opponent turned out to be an Eruin, which gave him a bold plan in his mind. Since he knew that he would never be exposed, he did not choose to escape along the way.
Instead, he followed him sneakily.
Just as he expected, no one doubted his identity from beginning to end, except when he ran into a little trouble when he wanted to escape.
None of this was insignificant. Right now was his best opportunity. Ferguson thought he had fully seized this opportunity. That idiot Tan Pu didn't realize what he got at all, but he happened to recognize it.
The stupid caveman treated such a treasure like some scrap metal and deserved the humiliation it suffered. He had no intention of mentioning it in the first place.
Wake up that stupid guy from the underground. He originally had the intention to transfer the thing to another person, but he doesn't care about that much at the moment. Saving his life is more important.
He raised his hands to Malthus in the air and spoke again——
Twenty seconds left.
The dragon beast had not broken through the gargoyle's defense line until the last moment. The long sixty seconds seemed to have finally come to an end, and just when Brando was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he subconsciously turned around and caught a glimpse of this
Scene. When he saw Ferguson standing on a rooftop in the distance shouting the name of that damn big lizard, he realized that something was wrong. Rogers and the others had long suspected that there was betrayal within the empire, but they did not expect that this traitor was lurking.
In Greystone Town, and he chose this time to show up.
It can be said that he figured out what was going on in an instant, and couldn't help but scolded the cheating Cooper in his heart.
"Dear Madam, I'm afraid we have to end the spell early. Malthus will probably intervene soon." Brando immediately asked through spiritual contact: "Can you recover early?"
"I'm afraid not yet." Mysriel naturally understood what happened, but now she couldn't take action, otherwise it would only lead to Malthus' revenge in advance. She replied in a low voice: "With my current injury, I'm afraid it will be very difficult."
It’s hard to lure Malthus away.”
Brando was silent.
Now we can only hope that Nymesis can kill the guy cleanly before he attracts Malthus' attention.
However, Ferguson also understood this. He knew the dragon's arrogance in his heart. If he could not arouse the other party's interest immediately, he might die without knowing how. He simply shouted: "Mr. Malthus, the War Slate——"
Before he finished speaking, a sharp arrow flew towards him in the darkness. Before the arrow could reach him, it hit a layer of shining golden skin and was instantly reduced to ashes.
Not far away, a White Lion Guards sergeant holding a longbow suddenly screamed, his body ignited with blazing flames, and he rolled down from the roof.
"What did you say?" Malthus's voice rumbled in the air.
"It's over!" At that moment, Brando's sight was blocked by Mythril's wings and he couldn't see clearly what happened, but the moment the damn big lizard spoke, it meant that they had missed the last moment.
Chance.
Not far away, Cooper was also pale and shaky at the moment, as if he finally realized what had happened, while Nimesis's face was gloomy. The female knight wanted to take off the longbow from behind several times, but she finally held back.
Didn't move.
The last ten seconds, but it seems to have become out of reach——
"War Slate!" Ferguson knew that he was under the protection of Malthus, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He even looked at Sir Cooper with some pride, as if he had seen a ghost, and then continued to answer: "Do you remember the previous few chapters?"
Are there any reactions from the artifacts in the area around Japan? Dear Lord Malthus, I am——"
But the sentence was not finished, because at this moment, everyone heard a soft buzzing sound.
In the void, a straight silver line shot from nowhere, penetrating the smoke and dust above the battlefield. One end of it seemed to extend from another block in the darkness, and the other end fell straight on Ferguson's chest. Where was it?
A small spot of light fell.
The latter was slightly startled, looking at this scene inexplicably.
What's this?
This was probably the common doubt in everyone's mind at that moment.
But there was an answer right away.
In an instant, a silver beam of light pierced the night sky——
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