Vol 3 Chapter 225

Act 225 Your sword shines forever, Eruin (below)

Madara's proud and fearsome army never dared to step over the Thunderpool.

Because there are always two people standing in front of this undead army, a man and a woman, a woman is an elf, proud and calm as the light of the stars in the sky, her young age does not seem to be able to show such a calm and elegant style, but In no way hinder her temperament as a commander.

He held a silver shuttle and flew across it, stopping quietly within a hundred steps of Targus. In her eyes, it seemed that Madara's army was long gone.

The man is a middle-aged swordsman. He never saw Madara's army from beginning to end, but Madara's tens of thousands of undead did not dare to ignore his existence.

Because he is Mephisto, Swordmaster of the Ash.

"Pallas has already charged." A black knight whispered in Targus' ear.

Targus nodded.

"What does Lord Instaron say?"

"My lord said that Eruin ... has never been short of heroes. This is the choice of a soldier. We must respect the glory on the battlefield." The black knight whispered.

Targus nodded.

"Then let's retreat, hoping to set foot on this land again in our lifetime." The vampire commander glanced at Metisha, then at Mephisto, and replied.

"We are dead, sir," the Black Knight whispered.

Targus thought about it and nodded.

The shadow of the undead disappeared from the forest.

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The last 2,000 people on the battlefield, their enemies were nothing more than a coalition of hundreds of mercenaries, tree elves, and centaurs.

But the results are already doomed.

Two thousand are only the first-level soldiers of the Black Iron, and less than a hundred silver-level knights. Their enemies are hundreds of true silver medians and even the peak of silver. They survived the woe and survived the battle. warrior.

Pegasus rises into the air, and the tree elves' long bows and arrows are emptied. The battlefield was just a one-sided slaughter. Pallas listened to the screams of the young people around him, his heart hurt like a knife. These were the futures that he favored belong to Eruin-yes, generation by generation, Eluin's older knights led young knights to the battlefield, singing the knight's war songs, and brought them supreme glory- But the old knight found himself powerless.

The assault has been blocked for a long time. Only on this side of the battlefield, Palas saw at least four golden ranks of combat effectiveness.

A red-haired ponytail girl with a gun, a tree elf, a centaur, and a beautiful girl with short hair and a man's outfit.

This is the so-called rebel--

I do not know when it began, the golden glittering banner on the battlefield has already been stained with blood. The old knight watched the young faces disappear from his face, and suddenly felt that the farce was over.

Yes, it's over.

The spear in Qian's hand is not the earliest thunder gun, because the thunder gun has been lost in the Black Forest, and later it was not found. What she is holding now is just an ordinary magic lance. Brando had promised that she would help her find a weapon after leaving the Black Forest, but the girl subconsciously did not want to use this to trouble the lord. grown ups.

She was afraid that Brando would find her troublesome, and would she be disliked by him like Makaro that day.

But it wouldn't work without weapons, and her strength is now the well-deserved first person in Brando's camp. Although it is still far from Mephiste, Mephiste is seriously not really Brando's own, but at best an ally. As for Brando's actual combat effectiveness, it is only a gold midstream. But Akane is the real golden pinnacle, with only one footprint to enter the realm of elements.

Such an ability has actually limited her combat effectiveness with just an ordinary magic gun, but the girl is now suffering a little, and she just held a spear, pouting, and killed a few of the remnants of Denel. Enter a few times.

Letting Drenell leave these remnants is only Palas's own army. The knights and golden swordsmen supplemented from other places have already fled, and the rest cannot threaten her at all.

She and the pseudo-mother vampire, Murphys, intersect in each other's formations, trying to completely separate and defeat the other. In fact, even Qian could feel that at this time, the other party was already at the end of the crossbow.

At this time, the spear in her hand trembled, and suddenly felt that there was a block in front. The girl raised her head slightly, and several people appeared in the flame-like eyes.

To be precise, it is a small team of knights.

"Knights of Palas," Akane was shocked. She knew that the silver knights were the backbone of an army. If she could disintegrate them first, then the war would end sooner. Thinking of this, she killed there immediately.

To her surprise, the other party's response was rapid, and her intentions were perceived almost immediately. Four or five knights gathered around immediately.

'act recklessly. ’Qian frowned, thinking to herself. These knights should already be very clear about her strength. The gold peak is almost incomparable with these silver early and downstream knights, but these knights still rushed to her without hesitation. She only saw from their eyes. Definitely.

All young people-

Seeing the young, nervous faces, Qian suddenly felt uneasy. She remembered her lost companions for a moment, and her hands were slightly slower. He knocked all these knights down.

She moved forward again, and then a knight shrouded in armour appeared in the crowd.

'what? ’

Akane noticed that the knight was only silver-level, but her experience was incredible, and she escaped her shot. The girl didn't think too much, and chased it with another shot, but did not expect that the knight opened her spear with another sword, and at the same time he slashed at her with a sword.

Akane was a little nervous. She subconsciously thought that the other party was a golden force with hidden strength. She immediately retracted the spear, no longer stayed in her hand, and scammed the opponent's center of gravity with a single shot, and then shot the other's sword with a single shot. The last shot stabbed the opponent's breastplate.

There was almost no room for three consecutive shots. I heard only a crackling sound. The spear instantly broke through the armor and punctured the opponent with a white streamer.

‘Advanced magic armor! ? ’As soon as Akane pierced the opponent ’s armor, she immediately felt wrong. The magic armor worn by the opponent was not a magic knight of a general knight, but a more advanced general-level armor.

And in this army.

Only one person can wear such knight armor.

She was startled, but suddenly felt silent. All the knights and soldiers that made Denel stop, this moment seemed to stop. At first, there were only those around her, but this throbbing soon spread like ripples, and the entire battlefield turned into a miracle. The ground stopped.

"Master Pallas!" A young man who just got up from the ground immediately rushed to the knight who fell from Akane's gun.

The old knight fell in a pool of blood and coughed violently.

But his first move was to lift his mask.

It was a face belonging to the old man--

It was full of wrinkles, and the white eyebrows seemed to contain the wind and frost that belonged to this kingdom. His dark and gray eyes seemed to have seen too much wind and rain. He had seen the knights who sang in battle and the older The knight led the young knight to the battlefield that never returned. He had seen the glory and triumph of Eruin. He had also seen defeat, ending, and the last twilight of the kingdom.

However, such brilliance now seems to blend into the eyes of the dying light of life, flashing, as if everything in the past has returned.

Palas smiled.

He shook his hands weakly at the knights around him, then raised his head and asked Akane: "Little girl, where are you guys? I don't believe you are just ordinary ... rebels ..."

Qian suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. Theoretically speaking, the old man in front of them was their biggest enemy in the battle, but at this moment, she found that she was a bit unable to reject the other's problem.

"I am an Eruin," she replied.

"Impossible, Golden Peak ... Golden Peak ... When did Eruin have such a young genius ... real ... genius ..." The old man shook his head weakly.

"I'm really an Eruin. I'm a mountain dweller in Dener. I used to be a mercenary and the Lord Lord took me in." Qian said seriously.

"This stubbornness, the stubbornness of the Eruin, I believe that you are the Eruin," the old man smiled, but the smile seemed to have exhausted the final glory: "But it is like you How could such a genius surrender to the rebels ... "

"No, there is no surrender, Lord Lord is better than me. But even so, he is very good to everyone. Compared with that of Grudin, I think he is the best Lord." Qian answered seriously.

"Really? What's your Lord Lord's name ... keke, name?"

"His name is Brando."

"Brando ... Brando ..."

Pallas closed her eyes and sighed suddenly. He felt his hands and feet become cold, lost consciousness, and it became difficult to breathe. But the old man had one last question. He looked at the battlefield, and the blood was flowing in the forest, all of which were Eruin's blood.

"You guys ... here ... what ... the purpose?"

"I don't know, but Lord Lord said that he was trying to save Alluin."

"Rescue Alluin?" Pallas' eyes seemed to be full of glory, and he looked at Akane with a complex look: "How to save ...?"

Akane shook her head directly: "I don't know, but I believe Lord Lord can do it. Just like no one believes, your nobles can do it."

"Our aristocracy ... our aristocracy ... haha ​​... haha ​​..." The old knight suddenly laughed, and he shook his head with his last strength: "That's a good word-listen to my orders, my knights ... ... you surrender. "

This sentence was like a thunderous thunder, and all the young knights around were stunned: "This is impossible, sir, you die here, we will die here too, this is our glory!"

"No," the old man closed his eyes weakly.

He said word by word, as if exhausted his last strength, so softly, "You must surrender, for the glory of ..."

For the glory of Supreme.

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