Ella predicted this total solar eclipse half a month ago. She avoided the fight with Ragnar and deliberately negotiated with Ragnar to delay, just waiting for this moment to come.
This is not magic or the art of war, this is a miracle—a miracle that only she, Ella Cornelius Scipio, can do!
In the eyes of people who believe in God, this is a miracle.
"Hestein, this is the protection I, Ella Cornelius Scipio, bestow upon you and the people of Zealand."
Ella stretched out her hand and said to Hestein who looked over.
"You have less than ten minutes...in these few minutes when the sun is swallowed up, decide the winner!"
Hestein took a deep breath and shouted to the entire army:
"You all feel very unwilling, don't you? We actually have to rely on a woman to kneel down and take off her boots for the enemy leader to get a chance! If you think you are still a man, forget about life and death and give everything in front of her. Courage is on display!”
The soldiers loudly vented the suppressed humiliation and anger in their hearts, and the huge noise actually suppressed the roar of Ragnar's troops!
"The whole army charges with me! Dedicate this victory to Ella Cornelius Scipio!"
Hestein's soldiers rushed forward like crazy, and for a moment they were evenly matched with Ragnar's troops.
Just when the war situation is tense. A ship suddenly floated from the sea behind Ragnar's army.
The ship was as big as a fortress, with strange green flames flashing on it. When the ship got closer, people discovered that the hull of the ship was covered with dead people's nails!
Many soldiers with disheveled hair ran down from the ship. There were many round things hanging on their waists, which turned out to be dead heads. They approached Ragnar's troops from behind and hurled the heads into Ragnar's army. Scorching liquid poured out from the terrifying head, burning large areas of the enemy and screaming in agony.
——Najirfa, the ship of the dead, carries the enemies of the gods to the battlefield.
Mellie and Alfred are standing on top of Najirfa. Looking at the situation on the battlefield, Mellie threw Ella's crowbar into the sea. People only saw a giant snake suddenly appearing from the sea and rolling on the sea. Its huge body seems to be able to wrap around an entire mountain.
——The giant snake Jörmungandr also woke up from the mud bed at the bottom of the sea.
In this ensuing fear, Ragnar's soldiers have become no different from ordinary soldiers.
However, they are still fighting hard. Including Ragna, there are now thirteen elf-level characters in their team. These are like thirteen fortresses, supporting their remaining morale.
The suppressive power of the elf-level magician is really too strong. As time passed by, Hestein's troops even showed faint signs of retreat.
When the sun reappears, the deception of Ragnarok will be exposed.
Mellie watched it all from Najirfa. Her hands slowly grasped the black burqa she was wearing. Just as she was about to pull the burqa all the way off, Alfred grabbed her hand.
"Merry, you can't use magic anymore."
This time, Mellie smiled maturely at Alfred.
"It's okay, Alfred. Seeing a person who has no magic at all can do this, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of."
Alfred endured the injury and climbed up, pressed Melly's shoulders with both hands, and said in an almost commanding tone: "No, you can't go!"
“Gol Hah Dov (Forced Will) – Let me go.”
Alfred desperately resisted Mellie's magic. He controlled his hands hard, and his eyes almost burst out with fire. But under Melly's magic, his hand finally gradually left Melly's shoulder.
Mellie hugged Alfred's head and whispered in his ear: "Alfred, do you still remember our original agreement? You give me a place to stay, and I give you a place to stay." A stable and peaceful country.”
Slowly pushing Alfred away, Mellie turned around and pulled off the black robe. What emerged from the black robe was not the little girl with golden eyes and white hair, but an extremely huge black dragon!
It soared in the air several times, looking down majestically on the battlefield. Ragnar noticed it, raised his hand, and Gungnir hit it like a meteor.
However, the eternal spear that penetrated everything lost its effect on this black dragon. As soon as it touched its scales, it bounced away with a "dang" sound.
Its huge body pressed down on the battlefield, and in the huge black shadow, people fled in fear. It landed on the battlefield with a "bang", like falling down a hill. In front of the frightened soldiers, it raised its huge head and spit out its burning breath at the crowd!
Large areas of the enemy were burned to death, and those who were not burned to death began to flee. Only thirteen people gathered around - that was Ragnar and his thirteen heroic warriors.
But their magic had almost no effect on this black dragon. The giant dragon swung its head horizontally, and one person was immediately thrown away. The dragon raised its claws and pressed down, and another person was crushed into a pancake.
"Joor Zah Frul (Soul Tear)"
From the dragon's mouth came a roar that was fatal to the heroic warriors. Under the power of this unstoppable roar, more and more heroic warriors turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.
Ella saw this scene from a distance and smiled: "Ah, this can barely be regarded as 'Dragon Nidhogg'? All kinds of unexpected situations will really happen on the battlefield."
Ragnar couldn't bear it anymore. He turned his horse in another direction and rushed towards the outside of the battlefield with the remaining heroic warriors!
A spear stabbed him through the heart from behind.
Ragnar slowly turned his head in disbelief and saw clearly the person who threw the spear: his eldest son, Ivar.
"The Undefeated" Ragnar fell from his horse to the ground. His face was twisted, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
"You want to say, why is this happening? What is this? Right?"
Ivar's body gradually dissipated, but he smiled happily.
"It's deception, my lovely father."
Ragnar died with his eyes open as Ivar laughed.
Ivar closed his eyes, raised his head, looked at Najirfar from a distance, and then looked at Fenrir.
"Yes, yes, that's how it works. The timing is right, it's really smart."
After saying this, as if he had fulfilled his lifelong wish, he smiled and turned into pieces together with other heroic spirits, disappearing into the air.
