"boom--"
The ruthless wind and sand invaded everything in sight unscrupulously, and the tornado hanging from the sky dropped a force field that distorted reality. In the long and uninterrupted roar, it rained down "judgment" on the dying sentient beings!
Almost out of biological instinct, the eyes of everyone present were attracted to a certain point in the sky, including Artolis.
The athlete's shaking feet exerted force several times to avoid the damage of the storm while running at high speed. In Artolis' view, although the new storm was not enough to shake the foundation of the sky island, it was nothing more than that. It's just a matter of time. Compared with the ambiguous concept, the disaster caused by the dragon is presented in a more concrete and perceptible form.
"Everyone, is everything okay?"
Just now, the dragon in the sky flapped its huge wings, and the air waves formed uprooted the nine sky islands connected by iron chains and overturned them completely. However, at this critical moment, Chiarud, who was located on the eighth sky island, The energy crystal that energizes the connected device.
In an instant, the gravity of the entire area was reversed, causing everyone who was about to fall into the abyss to be pulled back to the ground.
"fine."
"It's just a minor injury."
"joke……"
…
The reply came in a small voice, made even more subtle by the strong wind. But at least it allowed Elena to hear clearly. As the one who expressed condolences, just knowing that everyone was safe was enough to make her feel relieved.
But even so, the current situation is not optimistic. Driven by the dragon in the sky, eight tornadoes surged forward, sweeping across all the existing islands in an unrivaled manner. And this was also the reason why Artoris had to flee.
The upside-down world made it difficult for Artoris to observe the movements of the sky dragon at that time. She only knew that while the boundless wind swept across the earth, a strange scene also appeared in the distant sky.
That spot of light, as scorching as the blazing sun, was so out of place in the cloudy sky. And through that spot of light, the giant dragon explained to everyone why it was a "sky", not a "storm" ".
As the dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, the light spots in the sky released sixteen terrifying rays, two in groups, hitting the eight empty islands with precision.
Rather than saying it was above the sky island, it was better to say it was at its bottom. On the completely tilted plate, the beam of light impacted by the reversed gravity seemed to really fall from the sky, and fell on Artoris's eyes. Reachable ahead.
However, just when Artolis thought that the beam of light was some unknown energy strike, and felt lucky that it was deflected and escaped disaster, the next second, a sword energy shining with golden light tore open the beam and headed towards her. Coming head-on.
"What?!" Faced with this scene, Atoris was not the only one who was frightened. Almost at the same time, a group of people screamed from the other end of the connection.
Her expression was always in a tense state, and Artoris's reaction was also very fast. The sharp blade turned into ice danced, staring at the flying sword energy, and slashed it with one sword!
The girl's sharp vision penetrated the din of the storm and firmly locked onto the location of the intruder.
In front of me, the light falling from the sky gradually disappeared, and then two warriors wearing golden armor and holding swords and shields stepped out from between them.
The warrior, whose whole body was shining with golden light, released his murderous intent and was domineering, and the helmet that covered his face emphasized the tenacity and toughness of his full armor.
"It's a light-attributed summoned creature, everyone, be careful!" At this moment, Celica's reminder came to her ears, making Artolis understand what the existence in front of her was.
It seemed that this was done by the Sky Dragon. What was amazing was that that guy could actually use this method to restrict their movements. Sure enough, it comes from the experience gained from the previous battle with the brave group.
Artoris closed her eyes, recalling the instructions given to her by Baron in her mind. After taking a deep breath, she clenched her hands and pressed the sword blade against her chest.
The moment she opened her eyes, her figure disappeared, but the next second she appeared in front of the golden-armored warrior who took the lead in attacking. The two figures overlapped, and swords flashed in an instant.
In just the blink of an eye, there were ten more ferocious cuts on the golden warrior's armor, and the same sharp blade in Atoris's hand became dilapidated.
It's just a summoned creature that relies on instinct. It's an empty shell without complete combat skills. With Barong's body, it's easy to bypass the battle shield and hit the opponent. It's just that against an enemy of this level. As far as Artoris is concerned, it is no obstacle at all.
The reconstructed sharp sword still flashed, and with a series of thunderous sounds, the two golden-armored warriors fell in front of Artolis one after another, turning into a wisp of white light and dissipating.
But the golden armored warriors are not very popular. To be honest, they are only in comparison. As their individual strength is around level 130, it is really not easy for Celica and others to fight one against two. What's more, the storm sweeping around them has not stopped, eroding the land under their feet all the time.
At the same time, far away on the cliff of the fifth sky island, the Elf Swordsman walked out leisurely. "He" was calm and composed, as if he was watching a magnificent picture. With a gust of wind, dust rose from the ground, separating him from the golden-armored warriors behind him who were nailed to the ground by sword blades glowing with metallic luster.
The elf swordsman closed his eyes and listened to the sound of sand and dust whistling in the wind. In an instant, the flow of magic energy for several miles around was like a huge whirlpool, starting to gather with him as the center.
"So, faced with this situation, what would you do? Or, what do you think I would do?" The elf swordsman opened his eyes as he spoke, raised his head to look at the giant creature in the distance, and formed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. The arc of feeling.
At that moment, as if sensing his sight, the king of the sky lowered his head, and his huge blood gem-like pupils met the visitor's gaze at this moment.
And this focus, hundreds of miles away, also allowed the other party to see clearly the appearance of the provocateur—an elf?
At a glance, an "elf" couldn't even compare to the shadow of the boy who had confronted it eight years ago.
Although the dragon was able to sense the determination of those who came, it failed to capture a breath that could threaten itself in those strong or weak vortices. But in an instant, a small turbulence caught its attention. Although it was fleeting, it was firmly caught in the dragon's claws.
The dragon's gaze is profound, as if it can awaken the deepest fear engraved in the world's genes - it is the gaze of a predator looking at its prey.
"The next stage of the plan's execution will be left to you, Mias, to protect Xiaoya and escape unscathed!"
