Although the blade of the magic sickle cut into the old man's palm, it could no longer advance. Staring at the black scales emerging from the opponent's neck, Artolis immediately determined the identity of the visitor.
"Alien beast transformed!" Yes, this old man was the manifestation of the black dragon.
Looking into Atoris's eyes, he seemed to be aware that the magic sickle in front of him was greedily sucking his blood. The old man's face was slightly angry, and his powerful right hand suddenly transformed into a ferocious dragon claw, and with a sudden force, Atori directly hit Atori. Liz flew away.
At the same time that Artoris was knocked down and flew out, the old man's figure surged and once again showed the posture of a black dragon. A scarlet light shot out from the dragon's mouth during the roar. The light passed by the ground and immediately left a trace on the ground. There was a huge crack.
While flying back, she barely managed to escape the impact of the light curtain, and when she noticed a chill coming from behind her, Artoris turned around suddenly and saw three substantial dragon claws, slashing towards her with overwhelming force.
At the moment of life and death, the spiritual sword coming from the protector blocked Artoris's first slash from the dragon's claw, while the battle ax whirling in from someone's support blocked the second strike for her. .
The last slash was unavoidable. Seeing this, Artolis did not hesitate. She immediately picked up the huge magic sickle and rushed towards the third slash.
"Bang——!" A violent explosion sounded in the air.
Artoris escaped from the dust and smoke curtain and fell to the ground and slipped away. She was forced to insert the spirit sword into the ground. After the sword blade tore a hundred meters long mark on the ground, she was able to stabilize herself. Stay in shape.
Seeing that the black dragon and the shadow were chasing after her again, Artoris wiped away the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and then directly released the spirit sword.
"Hazy Moon Streaming Light" unfolded, sealing the two in place, giving Artolis a moment to breathe.
Atoris never imagined that one day she would be treated like a labyrinth lord and be besieged by multiple powerful men.
After all, the black dragon was too difficult to deal with. Artolis thought that if the two special skills of the spirit sword could not be used at the same time, the evil dragon would have to take a "Chaos Blade".
Thinking of this, Artoris gritted her teeth, stared at the enemy in front of her, and slowly raised the blade in her hand.
"Leave that evil beast to us for execution, and you can just deal with this evil hand!"
However, just when Artolis was carefully considering how to deal with the current situation, the veteran's voice unexpectedly came from behind her, and he pushed away the sharp blade in front of him. Under his gaze, he walked in front of her step by step.
"Didn't you leave?" Artolis was a little surprised, but as soon as she said the words, she shook her head and denied her remarks.
"No, I should have led them to an uninhabited area, right?"
The appearance of the veteran made Artolis a little confused. When she looked back, she saw that there was not only a veteran, but also a group of fully armed soldiers surrounding her. They appeared in her field of vision one after another as if they had just arrived.
"——Lord Moonfall Knight, right!" Seemingly seeing the girl's reluctance, the veteran stepped into the confrontation with a spear on his back and a strong body.
Under the vicissitudes of white hair, you can see the traces of rust caused by the years, which can vaguely restore the angular face of his youth. The burly body has become a little rickety with the years, but standing there can't help but make people feel sad. Awe, the only thing that remains unchanged is the fighting spirit that always shines in his resolute eyes.
"You are... from Galius..." Artolis felt that the other person looked familiar, but she was not sure where she had seen him before.
"Yes, I am the oldest active soldier under Gallius. I have fought alongside you on the battlefield more than once. Of course, you may not remember it," the veteran explained.
"Perhaps so, but today is different from the past. The black dragon is no better than a wild beast that has fled. It is simply not something that you and everyone present can contend with!"
"How about adding me?"
A rough voice came from behind the tree on the side. The two looked up and saw a burly minotaur orc warrior walking toward them with slow and heavy steps, carrying a bloody giant axe.
The ax in the opponent's hand seemed familiar to Atoris. Recalling that the battle ax that came just after the spirit sword to block the dragon's claw blow for her was of this style. Seeing the Minotaur Orc's one-armed movement of lifting the ax, it must have something like this. The other one that comes with it is enough to prove that it was the Minotaur orc in front of him who saved him from the fire.
"Monoetius?!" The veteran revealed the identity of the visitor with just one glance.
"Flodaheim, you old guy still remember me?"
Seeing that the veteran recognized him, the minotaur orc named Monotios approached with a smile on his face. A big hand was placed on Artolis's head without thinking, and he messed up her hair with a smile.
Artoris was speechless at this kind of distant behavior, but thinking that the orc warriors in her impression were generally like this with open-minded temperament, she didn't want to worry about it.
"So? Do you have anything to explain to me?" Right now, it was still a battlefield where every second mattered. Artolis didn't want to end up with a few more corpses just because the two of them were reminiscing about old times, so she just wanted to make it clear if she had anything to say.
"The little girl has quite a temperament." Seeing that Artoris didn't want to joke around, she took her hand away from the other person's head. The minotaur orc crossed his arms and said seriously.
"My name is Monoetius, I am the city guard general of Fastina, and I am also an old friend of this old guy. I have just seen the strength of the little girl with my own eyes, so naturally I will not look down upon you, and of course I don't want you to look down upon you too much. I wait."
Seeing that Artoris was still struggling, the veteran here stood up and added: "We have also heard about the legion commander's plan, and we also know that you will have to face that giant beast after this. In this case, what about you? We shouldn’t waste too much energy on such irrelevant places.”
"This is not irrelevant!" Artolis shook her head.
Seeing that he couldn't defeat the opponent, the veteran closed his eyes, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Look around you and see what they look like and what the soldiers you are protecting think."
At the request of the veteran, Artoris made an exception and opened the Eyes of God, scanning the soldiers' bodies and interpreting their will and thoughts in their hearts without exception.
What surprised Artolis was that none of them, old or young, were timid, and although their expressions were different, in the end they all had the same truth.
"Please believe me," the veteran said.
"It's not just you, the whole country is facing the same desperate situation. Whether it is the giant beast that brings disaster or the dragon that symbolizes death, to say that they are different is probably not necessarily the case."
Ignoring Atoris's attention, the veteran general and the minotaur orc walked past her, leading a group of soldiers to approach the black dragon step by step.
"Don't worry, little girl, Flodaheim and I are old comrades-in-arms. We and other more agile units may not be able to cope with it, but we are not without the strength to face such a giant. And you, Just deal with that pretender, wish you good luck in martial arts, we will take the first step!"
As soon as the Minotaur raised his hand, another battle ax flew back from the forest to his hand. When the two axes touched, they let out a harsh metallic neigh, which also heralded the beginning of a difficult battle.
They might not be right, but Artolis couldn't think of any words to refute.
"Are you just going to deal with the black shadow...?"
Looking at the backs of the people who were walking forward, the girl was no longer confused and immediately cheered up. Seeing the halo that bound the enemy in front of her gradually dimming, she picked up the sharp blade and headed towards the opponent without hesitation...
