People saw a beautiful and elegant creature walking through the clouds. Its scales were like silver waves, and its upper and lower pairs of wings were like butterfly wings. Its body was so light and slender that people almost forgot that it was in Etalia. The highest level among creatures.
dragon.
In the southern border, no matter whether they are residents or passers-by, there are few people who have not heard of the legend about the master of Holy Gong Peak. Many people have even seen it with their own eyes. It is the king of Nervad and the protector of the fairies. He calls himself Elf Anrothe, but the locals are more accustomed to using the name of his dragon:
Melleuthymis.
Melleuthymis swooped down from the clouds, like a meteor from the sky, turning into a beam of silver light and hitting Nicol Bolas hard on the back. The sharp claws broke open the latter's pitch-black scales, and blazing golden blood flowed out from the wound.
The latter screamed miserably. Facing an opponent of the same level, he no longer cared about Fang Plover below. It flapped its wings and turned around, spitting out a mouthful of golden flames at Myreuximis, but a huge twelve-pointed star array and countless hexagonal light shields emerged between the silver dragon's claws. Opened it, blocking the flames tightly.
magic.
A gift from the Dragon God to the dragons, it is one of the most miraculous products of Aitaria. Melleuthymis turned around in the flames and swept a tail on it, knocking Nicol Bolas away and crashing into the tower between the forty and fiftieth floors.
There was a roar, and the tower was suddenly filled with smoke and dust.
But Nicol Bolas let out an angry scream and immediately flew out of the ruins, with endless resentment in its golden pupils, because that was a favor that the dark dragon could never obtain. Favor.
It hit Milleuthymis like a black shadow. The latter did not expect it to recover so quickly. In addition, it was far inferior to this huge black dragon in strength and size, and was knocked away all of a sudden. Got out.
There was a shocking wound on Milleuthymis's beautiful body, with silver blood flowing out. But as if it didn't notice anything, it folded its wings and stopped in mid-air. At this moment, bits of light passed over it and flew towards Nicol Bolas.
That's the 'knight' build of the combat craftsmen.
Milleuthymis looked at these little things, and her voice shook the sky: "Help me contain it."
As it spoke, it flew upwards. A silver light appeared on its front paws, and there was a staff. The staff was all white and looked like a calcified branch. However, it looked like a branch in the hands of Melleuthymis, and to a mortal it looked like a towering tree.
Melleuthymis opened her mouth and looked at Nicol Bolas below with a serious expression. Suddenly, a strange spell came out from the depths of her throat that seemed like millions of syllables superimposed together. It raised the staff in its hand and slowly drew a huge magic circle around it.
At that moment, the color of the world changed, and the sight of magic power flowing back appeared in the sky again. The wind of ether gathered from all directions and flowed into the staff in Milleuthymis' hand.
The clouds that had dispersed once again gathered above the head of the giant silver dragon. Several cracks appeared in the sky at the same time, and silver drills hung down from the cracks. It's just that what flows in the waterfall is not water, but surging magic power.
Due to the disturbance of magic power, the sky also turned into a golden and red color, as if time passed from afternoon to evening, a scene of burning clouds.
Everyone in the square opened their mouths blankly, looking at this scene that looked like the end of the world - it was a dragon spell, a forbidden spell engraved in the blood of the dragons. They would never know it in their lifetime. Use this spell several times.
In fact, almost all magic at the mortal battle level is learned from this kind of forbidden magic. It's just that compared to the original version, both in terms of quality and scale, it is far inferior - even compared to the forbidden spells of the same origin as those of the Numerin elves.
However, it was only about a hundred years ago that mortals began to use alchemy and magic tools to imitate the dragon's spell.
The sky darkened.
So the silver light veins in the hands of the fourteen master craftsmen in the square became more and more conspicuous at this moment, like fourteen gurgling rivers of light, converging towards the top of the upper level of the Elfendor Tower, making a silver star there.
Become more dazzling.
The arrival of the owner of Xia Jin Tower surprised and delighted Fang Yu, almost saving him from a desperate situation. He 'held' the spear and watched through the dragon knight's eyes as beams of light blue light erupted from the backs of dozens of structures, flying towards Nicol Bolas.
But the dark dragon fought hard and scattered them.
The stars that gathered in mid-air scattered again.
It spread its wings and flew towards Milleuthymis in mid-air. Although it lost its magic ability, the memory and fear of the Dragon Spell remained in its blood - it knew what it looked like. strength.
Fang Plover threw away his spear.
The dragon knight turned around and pulled out a beam sword - it was Jalapea made of pure ether flow - but unfortunately he did not have a real dragon-slaying holy sword in his hand, otherwise this beam of light should be a real material existence.
But enough is enough.
The dragon knight jumped forward and flew into the sky. A pair of wings of light grew out from behind it. The clear colors exuded countless ether currents, pushing the tall structure towards Nicol Bolas. go.
At that moment everyone saw the azure star rising in the sky.
It reflected each other with the silver stars next to it, but they quickly moved away from each other, turning into a stream of cyan light and hitting the black shadow on the sky.
Every master craftsman connected to it felt that the demand for computing power had increased exponentially. Even they felt that the Dragon Knight was controlled by simulated calculations, which was a bit overwhelming. Not to mention that Fang Plover, as the master controller, had sweat flowing down his cheeks like streams, and his soft hair was completely wet and clinging to his forehead.
He closed his eyes tightly, his eyeballs kept trembling, and veins popped out on his forehead. He almost had to clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to hold on and not collapse immediately.
But Tata opened his eyes calmly and gave him a rare worried look.
Nicol Bolas finally noticed the clear light chasing after him.
Although it was just a glance from the corner of his eye, the fear in his heart still resurfaced again. The unforgettable sting seemed to have turned into an illusion of sword light, and once again slashed at its dragon horn and right claw. above.
The phantom of the past rushed towards him, almost making it scream.
Nicol Bolas was sweating in his heart. He could no longer bear the oppression of fear and had to turn back to face the dragon knight. The familiar face getting closer and closer made it almost frightened, but on the other hand, it was filled with overwhelming anger, because Nicol Bolas knew that behind him was just a young man.
"This is too much!"
Nicol Bolas clawed at 'Xuma'.
But its claws caught nothing.
In its somewhat surprised gaze, the construct moved backwards in a strange maneuver - it was almost contrary to common sense. After an emergency stop, it staggered with its claws. But by the time Nicol Bolas reacted, the dragon knight had turned into a stream of light and circled behind it.
Above the sky, the turning green light reflected in the eyes of the craftsmen, and they almost forgot to calculate - because they saw what seemed to be a reappearance of the past - Fang Plover's ability to control the light gun was the limit of their imagination. As for letting the dragon knight fight in close combat:
That's another dimension.
But the young man not only fought, but he was not at a disadvantage.
As the craftsmen's calculations stopped and the dragon knight also stopped in mid-air, Nicol Bolas finally seized the opportunity to turn around and bite the latter.
But the next moment, the dragon knight took advantage of the state of losing its center of gravity and used a strange zigzag line to miss it - Nicol Bolas was startled for a moment, thinking that it was his bad luck. But it turned around and whipped its tail towards it again, but the huge structure was clearly rolling in mid-air and missed its tail by an inch.
Nicol Bolas felt a chill now.
At this moment, one dragon and one machine have actually entered a state of spiraling fighting. Even its master, who was born in the sky, feels that it has lost some of its ability to perceive the surrounding space. However, no matter how the opponent spins, he can always pinpoint it. Find exactly where you are.
and anticipate its attacks.
This sense of space.
How can it be! ?
The most horrified look finally appeared in its eyes. At that moment, it seemed that what it saw was no longer the calm and calm young man, but another somewhat handsome young man, standing in front of it with the sharp sword on his back. .
And smiled lightly at it——
Then what caught Nicol Bolas's eyes was a sword light.
It suddenly came back to its senses and realized that it was distracted during the battle. It could only watch as the sword light passed through its long horn and hit its right claw. It's just that the lightsaber almost didn't cause any substantial damage, and it didn't even leave a scratch on its scales.
But Nicol Bolas fell into his deepest nightmare at that moment.
It raised its head and screamed in agony.
And the scene that people saw, the cyan stars intertwined with the dark dragon in mid-air, and the bright light track seemed to be more than just a scene that happened at this moment. Instead, time flowed back in the sky of Vanrick, allowing them to see the legendary hero——
The dragon slayer, Xiu Yuede.
That was a great battle a century ago, but it was repeated at this moment.
At this time, Milleuthymis finally completed her spell.
A silver beam of light was thrown from its claws, hitting Nicol Bolas right in the chest. It seemed ordinary, but after the light beam passed through the dark dragon, it hit a hill outside Vanrick without making any sound, and the hill disappeared in an instant.
Nicol Bolas let out an even more deafening scream and finally fell to the ground.
It crashed into an urban area with a crash, but soon struggled to fly again, but it did not dare to make any move of nostalgia. It glanced back in a panic, and flew staggeringly towards the Changhu Lake. Although it looked extremely injured, Milleuthymis did not move in mid-air, and no one else dared to stop it.
Everyone could only watch it disappear into the western sky.
It was at this time that Fang Plover could no longer hold on.
His vision went dark and he fell forward to the ground.
Everyone in the square exclaimed as they watched the two cyan and silver stars intertwined in the sky, losing their light and falling downwards.
Seeing this scene, Milleuthymis fluttered her wings and flew in that direction. She first caught the dragon knight, then swooped down to grab the silver doll, and then flew back into the air to arrive at El. Outside Findor Tower.
It then folded its wings, returned to its elf form, and landed on the platform of the tower.
People watched him walk in and took the young man out after a while.
He grabbed the unconscious Fang Plover with one hand and jumped out. As if he had no weight, he fell lightly from the air. People seemed to have come back to their senses, realized something, and rushed in that direction.
But the first to arrive was Ender and his team.
Count Silin-Spica politely stepped forward and greeted: "Mr. Anlose, thank you very much for your support to Vanrick. If it hadn't been for your timely arrival this time, this city would have been in danger. I will represent this city." All who have survived in the city pay you immense respect."
Anloser looked at him with silver eyes and replied calmly: "You're welcome, I went to Idos first, so I almost didn't make it in time."
The Earl then looked at the square plover in his hand and asked, "Mr. Anloser knows Ed?"
Anlose nodded slightly.
"He is my student."
As soon as this statement came out.
There was silence in the square.
…
Fang Yu felt that he had had a very strange dream.
He dreamed that he finally defeated Nicol Bolas, foiled the Dragon Cult's conspiracy, and found the murderer of Miss Attila's brother and Miss Kusu's son.
Then he went to the second world with everyone, and found Sylvide's father there, and helped the Mawei fleet find the star gate to the third world. It was a vast and unknown world, and for many years to come, they all represented the new world that Kaulin-Ishulian and the Third Division opened up.
Later, he retired from the army and married Miss Sylvide. The two had a child named Tata, who also looked exactly like Miss Tata. In the dream, they have been living a happy and perfect life, as if this dream will continue like this.
But after a while, the style of painting changed.
He suddenly saw Miya coming to him with a little girl with horns on her head, a long tail, a pair of golden pupils, and biting her finger. And told him that this was his daughter and that he should be responsible.
He looked confused, and then he saw Miya and Sylvide arguing. The argument gradually escalated and turned into a fight.
In the end, Miss Miya held a star dagger, looked at him with an indifferent expression, and said coldly: "The big radish!"
Then a dagger stabbed him.
When he dreamed of this, Fang Yu woke up with a startle - he opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was lying on a huge bed, dripping with cold sweat. And there is a snow-white scene all around, a bit like a hospital on earth.
Only then did he recall what happened before he fell into coma, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be that the military really captured him and brought him back to Earth?
But just as he looked panicked, he heard a soft laugh next to him. Fang Yu was startled for a moment, then turned around and saw Sylvide lying beside the bed, supporting her chin with one hand and looking at him with a faint smile:
"woke up?"
Fang Plover opened his mouth, and when he saw Sylvester, he realized that he had not returned to Earth, but was still staying in Aitaria. But what exactly is this place? He stayed for a moment, then asked in a hoarse voice:
"What is this place?"
"The Temple of the Goddess of Commerce," Sylvide smiled, with a slightly tired look in her eyes, as if she hadn't had a good rest for a long time: "Now that the city is in a mess, only Ms. Roman's Temple can stay. "
"The city is a mess?"
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment before he remembered a key question: "How long have I been unconscious?"
"In three and a half days, the captain woke up once."
"Have I woken up once?" Fang Yu had no impression.
Sylvide pursed her lips and smiled: "You said in a daze that you shouldn't have a crybaby around, which would affect your mood. You made Miss Tang Xin slam the door and leave in anger."
Fang Yu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, wondering why he was still talking in his sleep. Wouldn't this cost someone's life? But he suppressed his frightened mood, vaguely recalled some things that happened before he fell into coma, and then asked:
"we won?"
Sylvide looked at him with crooked eyes and nodded slightly.
…
