The sound of explosions kept coming from the castle in the distance. Looking from a distance, the flashes of explosions kept flashing in the dark fog. From such a distance, you could still feel the vibrations of the earth. There were many people fleeing in the sky.
The giant dragons, they seemed to be fleeing from something and scattered in all directions.
The cruelty of the war that can frighten the Dragon Clan may have far exceeded everyone's imagination.
Lilith, who was standing on the carriage, frowned. She stared into the distance and looked at the ominous black clouds in the sky.
Reina, are you there? Why can't I feel your breath...
"Things don't look good."
Suddenly, a young voice came from behind her. Lilith turned around and saw an upright-looking woman walking out.
Lilith sighed softly, tilted her head slightly, and said, "Yes, Lady Reyelle Phoenix, but I think what's even worse is that you seem to have brought an army that is not very useful."
At the rear of the convoy, after seeing this scene in the distance, the long snake-like team was covered with messy blood. The knight on the war horse did not have the rooster-like arrogance when he set out, but looked like a frightened animal.
The hen and the war horse under her crotch were also out of control and almost fell down.
Leer turned around and saw that in the long team behind her, messy flags were hung everywhere. Some people had already retreated. There was a disconnect in the team. It must have been someone who escaped from the battle.
"But at least I kept my promise, right?"
Lilith sighed and returned to the carriage helplessly. In the swaying carriage, several pairs of helpless eyes were looking at her, but Lilith did not pay attention to them, but came to open the door curtain, only to see a weak
old man lying on the bed.
He slowly opened his swollen eyes, and dark spots of strange color appeared on his haggard face.
"Ah, Lilith, we are almost there, aren't we?"
"Yes, Master Farrow, we are almost there. If you hold on for a while longer, we will reach the battlefield."
Lilith whispered.
"I have felt it, but I am not sure whether it is my death or the breath of the tree of death. The two are too similar."
"No, you're just tired."
The old mage closed his eyes, shook his head, and said: "I have lived a rare period of time for human beings. I have seen everything I should see. I have no regrets in this life. It's just Yin Laier's matter that makes me unable to
Relieve."
Lilith immediately held his withered hand.
"This is the path he chose. You don't have to blame yourself."
Holding the opponent's cold hands, Lilith's heart felt like it had been cut by some sharp weapon. Such a reliable archmage has now become an old man bedridden. Such a huge contrast is hard to accept.
…
In the castle, a nearly 100-meter-tall giant hit the city wall heavily. The thin giant jumped up and hit a flexible figure, but missed. Then a bolt of lightning fell and hit it accurately.
A trident appeared in it and nailed it directly to the city wall. It kept struggling, but the blood in its body spurted out like a waterfall, and before long, it turned into a mummy.
In the sky, a white dragon suddenly passed by. The magic star spear it cast fell from the sky and pierced into the bodies of the giants. Just when the giants focused their attention on these giant dragons, suddenly a
A figure appeared at the feet of the arrogant giant.
Just as he was about to take a step forward, the giant who grabbed the dragon in the air suddenly found that he could not lift his right foot. When he looked down, he found an "ant" standing on his foot.
It staggered and fell directly to the ground. Just when it was about to stand up, countless ropes flew from all directions. They were made of water and were directly wrapped around the star spear inserted into the giant's body. Then
Countless soldiers came back from all over, grabbed the rope, and pulled the rope tightly like a tug of war to prevent the giant from getting up from the ground.
At this moment, Weir fell from the sky like a cannonball. A blow from the dragon's claw hit the giant on the back of the head. The terrifying force directly broke the giant's head. The giant dragon covered in blood raised its head and flew away immediately.
Up in the sky. This was the fourth giant they had defeated with great difficulty. Before the soldiers could celebrate, a huge figure suddenly rushed towards them and tore most of the giant's body into pieces. Even the earth was chewed into a big hole.
.
Many soldiers had no time to retreat and were crushed by the fat body.
Now there is only one giant left, and everyone cannot imagine that they, who were in despair just now, actually defeated this seemingly impossible opponent. The addition of the Queen of the Deep Sea and the Dragon Warrior Weir changed the situation of the battle.
But everything was not over yet. An army passed directly through the battlefield. They were soldiers of the Dragon Boat Empire. As the king, Xianglong led the elite troops and rushed straight towards the palace.
No one knew when the magic barrier protecting the palace was destroyed. They quickly walked up the stairs, opened the door, and walked inside.
Xianglong looked around with cold eyes. There was no sign of any enemy. The empty palace was really suspicious.
Is this a trap?
He made a gesture to kill the enemy without mercy, and then stepped lightly, and everyone cautiously entered the depths of the palace.
But the further inside, the quieter it became. As they walked through the corridor and down the stairs, they saw dead dwarf corpses and human corpses on the ground. There had been a battle here.
"Your Majesty, these people are defectors who followed Graham."
A subordinate said beside Xianglong.
"He must be in there."
Xianglong said through gritted teeth. He raised his head and looked at the door in front of him.
With a loud bang, the door of the palace was pushed open by a terrifying force. In the brightly lit palace, the floor was littered with corpses of dwarves. Two corpses attracted Xianglong's attention. On the throne, a male and a female dwarf
Among the corpses of the dwarves, he recognized one of them, that was the princess of the dwarves, the mastermind of everything.
And who is the other one?
At this moment, a voice came from behind the throne.
"You are indeed here."
The moment he heard this voice, Xianglong's fists clenched immediately. He glared ahead and saw a figure appearing in front of everyone.
"Graham."
As he read out the name through gritted teeth, the soldiers behind him all pointed their weapons at the opponent. As soon as he gave the order, Graham was immediately beaten into a hornet's nest.
Standing in front of him was the person Xianglong hated to the core, the minister he once trusted most. In Xianglong's memory, he had always been a tough and decisive old man, but now, he was nothing like an ordinary old man.
the difference.
"Long time no see, His Highness Xianglong."
Graham gave the opponent a royal salute. No one knew what he wanted to do. The soldiers stared at him nervously and would attack immediately if he behaved abnormally.
Without saying a word, Xianglong approached Graham step by step, stepping over the blood flowing under his feet, and stepped over the dwarf who was still staring at death.
Suddenly, the robe on his body flew up without any wind. In an instant, he was like a lion rushing towards its prey. Before Graham could react, he saw a red lightning strike. When he reacted, he had been hit by an iron bolt.
The plier-like hands grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
Graham, who was grabbed by the neck, had no power to resist. His head turned purple. Just before his head buzzed and he was about to lose consciousness, to his surprise, the angry Xianglong
He actually let go of his hand.
"Cough cough cough! Cough cough!! You have become mature."
Xianglong ignored him. He turned around angrily and said coldly: "Capture him, we have more important things to do."