Port Gullah, suburb——
Gray knights affiliated with the Temple of Crow's Claw are following their prey along the blood trail.
The bright red blood is like the berries growing on the firethorn that is unique to this area in winter. It is amber-like in color, so eye-catching in the snow. The taciturn knights quickly locked their target and divided their troops into three groups to head towards a village near the port.
Before entering the village, the hunters discovered the location of their prey at the entrance of the village. The injured Nightingale girl was leaning against a broken wall, looking at them helplessly, with a wry smile on her face.
She sighed: "You guys are really chasing after me. I think... I shouldn't be that important, right?"
However, the Gray Knights did not answer and only glanced at each other.
The girl held the long dagger in her hand and stood up unsteadily. The wound on her thigh burst open again, blood seeping into the fabric and falling on the snow drop by drop. She had a Papalal companion before, but it seems to have disappeared now.
However, the hunters did not rush forward, but spread out to the left and right, surrounding the opponent. The villages here have long been destroyed by war, and the prosperity of the past is now nothing more than ruins and rubble.
It was at this moment that a scream came from the wind, and a crossbow bolt was fired from an unknown direction.
But the hunters seemed to have expected it. They drew their swords to block, and the magic light track burst out on the sword blade. When it collided with the crossbow arrow, sparks flew and it deflected to the side and fell into the snow.
"Damn it!"
An annoyed grumble came from nearby.
A little man emerged from a bush, shaking off the snow. He looked at the dull magic crossbow in his hand, shook his head and threw it away casually, then pulled out a bright dagger from behind and pointed the tip of the sword at these people.
It was the long-missing Papalar man.
Alyssa couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene: "I told you earlier that they are not fools. They have been fooled once or twice and will be fooled again."
"You care so much," Parker raised his short eyebrows and said angrily: "I told you to run away earlier, but you didn't listen. Now, no one of us can escape. I am I’m dragged down by you.”
Miss Nightingale said happily: "Thank you, Parker."
"Hmph!" Parker didn't appreciate it and turned his attention to the hunters, "If you are joking, you might as well come and help me deal with these people. Listen up, this Papparal people have no intention of sitting here and waiting to die. "
Miss Nightingale also looked at the Gray Knight who was surrounding him, but she was not as optimistic as he was.
These hounds that chased them all the way were the backbone of the Crow's Claw Temple, and their level attributes were no less than those of her and Parker. Although they had been ambushed by the two of them several times before, they had not actually lost any manpower, which was evident from this.
She was injured at the moment, and Parker was actually not good at close combat. What's more, both of their magic furnaces were almost exhausted at this moment, and the situation couldn't get worse.
The hunters looked cautious and had no intention of giving them any chance. She just took one look at the arrangement of the other party scattering to the left and right, blocking their escape route, and her heart couldn't help but sink.
Thinking of this, Alyssa faded her smile.
"Parker."
She showed a rare serious expression and lowered her voice: "Be careful not to fall into the hands of these people."
Surprisingly, there was no response from the Papalars.
The latter seemed to be possessed, just standing there blankly, holding the sword in both hands, motionless.
Alyssa couldn't help but be startled again: "Parker?"
Oops, Miss Nightingale immediately screamed in her heart that it was bad.
She didn't expect that the Papalars would become unreliable at such a time - getting distracted in front of the enemy! She immediately subconsciously looked at the Gray Knights, but then she saw an even more jaw-dropping scene——
The attention of all the Gray Knights was not on the two of them!
The other parties all turned around and looked towards the horizon, which was where Gula Port was - the direction they came from.
Now, that port has long been gone. In the center of the sky covered with dense purple clouds, there is a black hole hanging, like a deep pupil, quietly watching the world.
That is the passage connecting to another world——
It’s just that at this moment, the shadow fleets staying on both sides of the passage have long been gone. Most of them have gone to Elpaxin. Only a few sparse black spots are left, still guarding near the passage, guarding their passage to this world. 's door.
What's there?
The poor state seemed to interfere with Miss Nightingale's judgment. After at least a moment, she noticed a complex look of fear, hesitation and confusion on the faces of the taciturn hunters around her. The Gray Knights seemed to realize When he reached something, he began to retreat slowly.
They all drew their swords and faced that direction as if facing a formidable enemy.
The Papalars even sat down on the ground.
But not because of fear.
But because the ground shook——
earthquake?
Alyssa was slightly startled.
There are very few earthquakes in the air and land, except for the occasional earthquake caused by the resonance of elements, just like the one on Fenris Island - but that time there was a deeper reason. The huge valley created by the rift at that time even almost destroyed the entire floating island. The empty island is divided into two.
But this is the northern border, how could there be an earthquake?
Since the Green Disaster, the two continents sank, and the northern boundary has never changed. The geology and elements have stabilized, and the history of the last earthquake can almost be traced back to the previous era.
Then if it wasn't an earthquake, it could only be other reasons...
But Alyssa had no time to think more, because then the ground not only shook, but the whole thing roared. The snow on the ground cracked piece by piece, forming snow dust, and spread to the surface into a half-foot-high cloud. fog.
Miss Nightingale quickly held on to the wall, but the next moment the wall fell backwards and was shattered into pieces. A low groan came from the depths of the earth, like a dragon's trombone.
——No, it would be better to say that it was the deep roar of the dragon.
Behind the dense purple clouds on the horizon in the distance, a dark red light suddenly flashed between the intertwined lightnings. At first, the light was just like a line on the horizon, but in the blink of an eye it expanded rapidly, revealing a scorching golden red line. .
Just like the light before dawn, it lights up the entire sky in an instant.
The fire rising from the horizon, with golden red flames all over the sky, turned and swept everything. The sparse black spots in the sky—the floating fleet of ships left by the Shadow Man to guard the transmission channel—are becoming restless at this moment.
The shadow people seemed to have noticed something.
The aerospace ships began to scatter in all directions...
But the next moment.
A pair of giant wings that cover the sky and the sun, a pair of giant wings burning with golden flames, sweeping up the clouds like fire, like the epic creation of the giant described in the myth - the initial birth of the dragon , flames descended from the clouds, carrying fire and light, creation and destruction. It opened its first golden eyes and witnessed the birth of this world——
The entire Gula Port was in chaos.
The followers of the Crow's Claw Temple who were still in the port, the Gray Knights, were all on the run.
Those huge, suffocating wings enveloped the sky and enveloped the world. They jumped up from below the horizon, followed by red flames that swept everything. They ignited the entire clouds and wherever the sea of fire passed, Everything turned into ashes.
"Why……?"
People stopped in despair, looking up at this apocalyptic scene.
They are the messengers of the crow, the prophets of doom.
They brought mourning tunes and predicted that the world would turn into dust.
But the Lord never promised the outcome of their death——
But at this moment, these people who personally announced the death of others, these fanatical believers in the Crow's Claw Temple, witnessed the approaching moment of death with their own eyes...
What a devastation that was.
It was a giant dragon whose form did not exist in the world. Its spread wings directly darkened the sky, covering the entire port. Its rugged body was shrouded in a dense black mist, leaving only a beating heart—— Dark red light flashed in the deep darkness.
Together with the shackles that bound its body, the structures covered with countless mysterious runes supported the body of this giant dragon like pale bones. It is like a suspended mountain rising above the sky, and it exhales scorching flames that are enough to burn everything.
Wherever the shadow of dragon wings passes.
The port was in flames.
Neighborhoods were reduced to ashes.
Fanatic believers ran wildly and screamed in the flames, screaming in despair, and finally turned into burning charcoal...
"Why is this happening...?"
"Lord Lord, have you abandoned us?"
"As promised...where's the redemption...?"
The dragon watched all this coldly.
It's like looking at a ridiculous farce.
Its cold golden pupils only reflected all the death on the earth.
The giant dragon flew over the northern border. Without stopping, the whirlwind of flames it brought up under its wings was enough to turn Gula Port into ashes. Wherever it passed, the ice and snow melted, turning into twisted water vapor, and finally evaporated invisible, revealing the turtle underneath. Cracked, blackened earth.
Just as its wingtips passed by, the shadow man's floating ship in the sky burst into flames and was burned to the ground. Only the extremely lucky few stayed away and watched this scene with some horror.
And the outskirts of Port Gula.
Miss Nightingale was watching this scene from a distance.
She watched the fiery red clouds reach above their heads, then converge, and finally turned into a bunch of golden flames, falling straight down and refracting in this direction.
The Gray Knights were in chaos. They wanted to turn around and flee, but the scorching flame wind had already swept over them. Alyssa saw the red heat flow, burning away the skins of all the Gray Knights like peeling off egg shells. , revealing the charred muscles underneath.
Then the charred flesh dissipated like smoke and dust, like dust blown away by the wind, leaving only scattered skeletons scattered in the snow. Then the skeletons scattered all over the ground, falling among the drifting snow dust. middle.
The hot wind blew against her face, and Alyssa closed her eyes slightly, waiting for the moment of death to come.
But the high temperature dissipated little by little, and it blew across the snow, not even raising many ice particles. When it hit her and the Papalal people's faces, there was only a warm wind blowing in their faces.
Miss Nightingale was slightly startled.
She raised her head and saw that the huge thing had crashed to the ground and landed in front of the two of them.
The giant dragon flapped its wings twice, landed steadily, lowered its head, and stared at all the creatures in this world with contempt. Its cold golden vertical pupils were filled with blazing anger, as if to indicate that it Its rebirth indicates that it has come to this world and takes revenge on all the past.
But his eyes gradually softened.
"I think I've seen you two before."
A roaring, deep voice sounded directly in the minds of Alyssa and Parker.
The Papalar screamed in fear.
But Alyssa seemed to recognize the other party. She heard her captain tell the legend of the other party in the dusty story.
"you are……?"
Miss Nightingale looked at the other party and spoke hesitantly.
"You didn't call me here."
"Now that I'm here, the world doesn't seem ready to welcome me."
Alyssa sneered.
Countless memories appeared in her mind.
There are glorious times, and there are dark times. It remembers those countless days ago, as if it was an era when the young kingdom of Corin-Ithurion had not yet been born.
The long time buried underground, the Pillar of Stars, the Hall of Kings, the Holy Guard of Tanluo, and the long underground time of Lotao, finally turned into a trance memory. Behind that memory, many pictures were formed overlapping one another.
In those images, someone calls her Margaret.
Queen of Dragons, Margaret.
The Supreme Dragon Knight.
The Arrogant Dragon.
But are they real?
But it seems that even the name Alessa does not belong to her.
She only remembered the heavy shackles locked on her body.
Of course, she still remembered the gray-haired, taciturn human.
"Who am I, knight?"
she asked in a haughty tone.
"You are my dragon knight."
he replied.
The greatest dragon knight since the time of kings.
The Arrogant's Dragon Knight.
…
"who I am?"
The tall figure composed of leaping flames and shadows lowered his head and glanced at the young man he was holding in his hand who was mumbling to himself.
Purple shadows danced in the pale flames, reflecting on Fang Plover's face, which was completely pale. Traces of flames were seeping into his skin from between the fingers of the former, where flames and shadows danced - Fang Plover. Plover clenched his teeth, as if he was in great pain, and his eyeballs trembled violently under his eyelids.
But suddenly, as if he woke up from a long nightmare, he suddenly opened his eyes——
What kind of eyes are revealed under those eyelids...
It first showed a flame-like golden color, but then gradually faded, turning into the color of amber like burnt glass; then a little blue light emerged from the amber, and the overwhelming green light directly overshadowed it. Everything showed a pair of azure pupils.
Finally, all the light dissipated and turned into ordinary, dark eyes.
These eyes directly met the tall figure with flames and shadows dancing in front of him.
Fang Yu seemed to wake up from a dream. After experiencing countless hours in the dream, he only looked at the scene outside quietly, as if he had forgotten his dangerous situation for a moment.
"……what is that?"
The tall figure dancing with flames and shadows did not answer, but glanced coldly outside the cabin.
Flames engulfed the cabin and was plummeting to the ground from an altitude of several thousand meters. The shadow man's flagship had been torn apart in the previous explosion and was now turning into a beam of flame falling to the ground.
The hunting wind surrounded the two of them. The tall figure dancing with flames and shadows stared at the city of Elpaxin, which was getting closer and closer. There was no surprise in his eyes, as if he was blind to everything in front of him. .
It looked towards the sky, towards the existence that Fang Plover was looking at.
An extremely huge vortex formed between the golden-red clouds, and in its deep center, a dark red star was slowly descending.
Above the dark red stars, there is a suffocating, unparalleled sense of oppression, as if the next moment, it will come to this world, hanging in the center of the sky in Aitaria, the twinkling The crimson light was shining in an extremely strange way.
"our world."
The tall figure with dancing flames and shadows answered in a metallic accent.
"Or……"
"dominate."
dominate?
Fang Yu seemed to have heard this statement before.
At the moment in his long dream, he found the corresponding memory, his pupils trembled, and he blurted out:
"Is that green?"
But hasn’t the greenery already sunk under the abyss?
Vanished without a trace along with dragons, giants, and enemies of previous generations of civilization.
How can it be green?
Shouldn't it be in the sky, shining with azure glory?
Doubts flashed through Fang Yu's mind.
The tall figure dancing with flames and shadows has looked away from the gray city of Elpaxin.
It looked back at Fang Plover.
"You are lucky," said the tall figure with dancing flames and shadows. "I promised to let you see the scene of despair. You are only one step away from eternal victory, but that step is always far away. A step out of reach.”
The tall figure lifted Fang Plover and carried him out of the cabin, "See, this is everything I promised you and our servants,"
The strong wind blew Fang Plover almost unable to open his eyes, but he squinted his eyes and still saw the situation above the ground - the city of Elpaxin, which was silent, as if it was stagnant in another time and space.
Above the head, in the golden-red clouds, the fleets of both sides were also shrouded in a stopped time. The silver Veslan fleet was like a sharp blade, inserted between the formations of the Shadow Man fleet. Unfortunately, time stopped at this moment.
The only thing left in the whole world is the spreading gray.
"I said," the figure's voice was even weirder than before, and seemed to be mixed with a hint of chill, making people shudder, "Our power far exceeds the imagination of mortals, I will show you all this, this is this The end of the world.”
It lowered its head and looked at Fang Plover again: "But for you and your friends, you still have a chance. You don't understand your own value, and this is where your luck lies. I’m willing to give you another chance.”
The purple flame dancing in the figure's eyes suddenly became brighter, "Submit to me, little one, and swear allegiance, and I will give you benefits you can't imagine."
Fang Plover stared at the other party quietly.
The situation seemed so disturbing, but inside he felt peaceful.
The memories in the dream are flowing one by one.
Then he spoke:
"Don't even think about it."
"madness!"
The dancing flames in the figure's eyes suddenly increased: "This is your own choice!"
Fang Yu was shocked, and felt the two dancing purple flames in the other person's eyes, as if they were about to break through his mental defense and invade directly into his thinking world.
His eyes went dark, and he was immersed in his spiritual world for a moment. He only saw a piece of light floating quietly in the boundless darkness, and in that light, there was a bright, pure light. Yes, azure light.
Cang Zhihui.
Fang Yu heard a cry of great surprise:
"I got it!"
But the next moment, he heard the majestic voice that was all too familiar in his dreams:
"Don't resist."
"According to the previous plan."
"Let it in-"
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