Vol 4 Chapter 99

"The Frost Dragon Star is the gatekeeper of the Hibernate Temple, and I think Enlek knows this too. Any stranger approaching the Hibernate Temple will cause the gatekeeper's reaction," Brando replied.

"You mean that Alek will definitely take advantage of this. I have heard people say that this old fox is cautious and deep, used to planning and moving, just like the duke of the previous generation." Veronica looked up, emerald green His eyes were gleaming with cold light. Although the hands covered long hair, the blue hair still fluttered in the sunlight with the north wind. She glanced across the ice field, as if she had seen Brando's expected ending, but still asked: "Although I agree with this, how do you plan to confirm?"

Brando saw the snowflakes rolling in the wind like a layer of powder floating on the glacier, and then in his view suddenly a few shadowy figures appeared behind the snow wind. He replied: "I will know right away." Babasha and his body emerged from the ice fog. The old witch was holding her body. The ice wind dragged a corner of her shabby robe, and her silver-haired dancing claws were like ghosts. She stomped to Brando, and said with deep awe: "Dear lord, I'm ready." She tremblingly held her crystal ball and held it to Brando.

Veronica frowned when she saw the scene. She didn't like witches.

Brando glanced at the few people behind Babasha. In addition to the girl wearing wooden shoes, standing on tiptoes, holding a honey jar, there were also two important characters, the inherited witch of the sword moon (killing), Ku Ruhr, the inherited witch of the Moon of the Cup (jealousy). An Wei, these two are important figures, their status in the witch kingdom Bunosong far more respected than Babasha.

Kuru was a tall woman with a graceful body wrapped in a gray witch robe. She wore a hood, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyebrows were slender. Her cheeks are protruding and her face is cold, giving a feeling of indifference; An Wei looks like a woman in her forties. She was wearing a thick fur robe, and the figure wrapped under the robe could see a few plumps even through a thick layer of wool. The little woman laughed on her face. But it is hard to hide the savvy in his eyes.

They said they were coming to Brando, but the latter realized that the attitude of the former two was far from the respect of themselves. This kind of referencing was not so much submission as inspection. The inheritance of the Dark Dragon is divided into seven, not only him, but Brando does not care, he is confident that these unlovable guys can work for themselves.

Brando took the crystal ball, and a ring-shaped picture immediately appeared on the crystal ball. He saw the snow-covered field behind, and the expansive snowfield. He let his vision continue north. Immediately appearing on the screen are crisscrossed glacier gullies cut by swords, a piece of woodland growing like a crystal grows, then a flat tundra, the wind blows across the ice, and the snow forms a stripe-like rolling motion.

Stud and Veronica and several Cruz nobles who followed from behind watched the scene intently. Detective spells are a good thing for witches. Even star warlocks who are proficient in prophecy can't compare to them. Such power comes from the blind girl Elaine. Everything in the past and future of the world is reflected on the abyss lake.

It is also said that the powerful among the witches can indeed detect a part of the cause and effect of the future.

The crystal ball's spell was controlled by An Wei, and Brando looked closely at the scene above. I also paid attention to this young woman: the other side frowned slightly, but did not show a tired look. You must know that the field of vision on the crystal ball has been widened to a few miles, which only shows that the opponent's strength is already the golden peak. level.

Suddenly the picture flashed. In the ice wind, there was a group of horses and troops walking on the snowy field. Each of them was wearing a thick bearskin coat, holding various weapons, and some were holding a pony. Brando looked at their costumes and recognized that these were the Engels on the Highland Plateau. Lantonilan called them big-footed dwarfs, but they were not actually dwarves, but a halfling or a pygmy. . It is said that Enrique has an Engel Cavalry loyal to him, which seems to be the one now.

"The halfling cavalry is the one from Enleke," Veronica recognized at a glance. "Brando, you seem to be right again."

"It wasn't luck," Brando replied angrily. "But willing to use his elite for cannon fodder, this guy is really extraordinary."

At this time, a series of footsteps came from the snow behind the three of them. Shiduo looked back and found that it was their army.

"Master Veronica, do you know if they have arrived?" Before the officer regiment approached, the nobleman who took the lead inquired. This guy is called Greed, who is a core member of the Silver Leaf Arbitration Board of the Elder Cruz Council. He claims to be an envoy, but it is actually to check and balance Veronica's power.

This man is not from a military background, but has a bearded waist. He is more like a soldier from a martial arts than the surrounding knights. He wears this gray deerskin coat, a hat that is sideways, and three white feathers on the hat The identity of the Marquis was just that it did not look like an elegant aristocracy, but more like a butcher.

"It isn't me who is in charge here, Greed. If you have any questions, can you ask me about this Count?" Veronica narrowed her eyes and answered coldly.

Her tone was very stiff, but this legionnaire was not in fact distracted from the abominable guy in front of him. It was a tradition that the soldiers did not associate with the nobles of the Senate.

Unexpectedly, Greede had to make an inch, and replied proudly: "I'm sorry, Lord Veronica, I don't believe these Eruines."

Veronica's complexion cooled immediately.

Brando snorted coldly, "It's shameless."

"what did you say?"

"I said you were a complete fool," Brando said, to Cruz, and Veronica was probably an exception, but he was never a good gentleman to others, and he said directly: "Frey When Ya arrived at the planned attack site. When it launched the attack, it was only about me. From now on, I am the supreme commander here, neither Lord Veronica nor you— "

"If you have questions, I don't need to answer them. If you are not satisfied, you can remove your gloves made of squirrel skin and throw them on me. I don't mind nailing your waste here with a sword As the blade passes through your loose skin, I bet your blood will freeze under your veins before it bleeds out. "

Brando breathed a hint of element. Locking down the group of officers directly made Greede pale. "You ..." He rubbed his teeth, but in the end didn't dare to say the second half: "I hope you bet on it!"

Greed suddenly remembered that this guy had killed Williams. He asked himself that he did not have the respect of the deputy head of the Knights of the Temple of Fire Temple, and Brando really started the fire, and it seemed like he was killing an ant even more.

In particular, he thought that the temple had stunned a talented swordsman in Eruin, but one did not retaliate. Brando's background was so deep that he made him creepy.

Veronica looked coldly at the argument between them, and frowned in disappointment at seeing whether Greeder flinched. Although she did not want Brando to eat, but the courage and literacy of the imperial nobility was unsightly. "Brando, are you really sure?" Veronica resentfully looked away from Grid. Asked: "Although the Knights of the Folding Sword are the elite of the Blue Army of the Sky, your little girl is only more than a hundred of me. Look at these halfling cavalry, at least in a column (Cruz, Five hundred people) or more. It is really difficult to eliminate them all. "

For such a problem, Brando only smiled.

"Relax, leave it to me."

He looked back, and before he asked Shire to go to Aloz, it had been a long time, and the time should have been calculated. The crowd really stirred up. The Cruz portrait was separated from it by an invisible force and automatically gave way. Later, Charles appeared with everyone in the vision of everyone, and the little dragon was impatient and looked around with golden eyes. Man, like a beast.

"Brando, are you looking for me?" Aroz grinned through the crowd.

"I heard that you have been in a bad mood lately. I found some vents from your opponents. What do you think?" Brando answered with a smile.

"Well, if you want me to help, I'll make it clear that if it's you, I can't think about it." The little mother dragon walked slowly through the crowd. Wherever she passed, the surrounding warhorses suddenly wailed, these tall horses Herbivores have fallen down on their knees, and the surrounding ones have collapsed to the ground. Several heads even twitched on the ground, and instantly foamed to death.

"What have you done to our horse!"

The Cruz nobleman immediately quit. Excellent warhorses in Eruin, Cruz and even Saint-Osor and Fazan are luxury items worthy of display among the nobles. A noble blood horse is a gold of equal weight in the circle And there is no price, because no one will easily sell their beloved things.

But it was these horses that died with such a glance at Aloz.

Aloz glanced at those guys indifferently and replied, "Your horse is blocking my way. Besides, I hate these rotten things and keep them away from me."

"You--!" The aristocrat was almost outraged.

Everyone set their sights on Brando, and Greed seemed as if he had grasped the handle, and excitedly asked, "Master, you better explain."

"You let me explain?" Brando just thought it was funny.

"Enough—" Veronica interrupted, and she frowned, feeling that the situation was getting out of hand. She then felt that the little girl brought by Grey Sword Master was something wrong. It was not witchcraft, but momentum, that Aloz overwhelmed those warhorses.

Only she was aware of it.

"Master Veronika, please don't be too partial to outsiders, except here you are under your subordinates. What a war horse means to soldiers, you must know better than me." He snorted, and answered with triumph.

Veronica looked at this guy, as if looking at an idiot: "If you want to find your own way, go with you."

"What do you mean?"

Glyde froze for a moment. In his impression, the leader of the sky was not like a joke. Suddenly he felt a little disturbed, but a little late. He suddenly heard a voice saying, "It means. A stupid person like you should not live in this world--" The voice had just reached his ears just after it sounded.

"Be careful!"

He heard the sound of the knights pulling their swords, and couldn't help turning back in shock, but a little later, a bucket-like tail didn't know where to protrude, and drew heavily on him.

Gried screamed. Immediately sprayed with blood and hurriedly flew out, fell across the ice, dragging a striking blood stain.

"what!"

"This is ..." Veronica and Shidor looked at the sudden change in surprise.

Could not help them not be surprised. Because what appeared in the sun was a scaly body full of scales and a long neck. Elegant creature with wings over the body. To be exact, it was a dragon.

A golden dragon.

Aroz huddled on the ice field and looked down at everyone, her huge body was almost the size of a three-story building, her slender neck was slightly bent, and she supported a skull with four horns. The clothes replaced by white gold and smooth mirror-like scales are next to each other, and a layer of light purple metal is plated on it. This is a special color that only a dragon grows into.

Aloz lowered his head, the flames burning in the golden eyes. She looked at all the people present, and everyone cried out: Martha is on, a dragon! We have lived with a dragon for so long!

Grid, who was struggling to get up from the ground, was even more desperate. Now that he finally understood what Veronica meant, he thought he was a fool. Stupidly hopeless.

He wanted to ask for forgiveness, but a terrible concussion had spread to everyone.

Most of the people present felt for a moment that they were plunged into an endless world of darkness. There was no touch, smell, or even a sense of time and direction in this world. All that left was a terrifying scream from the sky. Nearly, shook through the eardrum.

Just as Greeder got up from the ground, his legs were weak. He fell to his knees on the ground.

Only Veronica was able to insist slightly at the scene. She supported Shiduo with one hand and Miss Scholar's face was pale. Brando and Shire are not affected at all, but despite this, they see what others are doing and understand what it is.

This is the power that dragons are born with.

Long Wei.

"I should have cut out your eyes and ate your heart for your arrogance, so as to warn other lowly creatures to maintain the necessary respect for the dragon. But you are better off, Miss Ben really does not want to be dirty with you Claws move on the body like a maggot, so this time to spare you, you better not show up in front of me, otherwise I can't guarantee that a fire will burn you to ashes-- "

A majestic voice sounded in everyone's heart, completely different from the tender and immature voice of Aloznen, as if a queen who ruled together, and could only faintly hear the smell of that little female dragon. The first sentence of this voice is still on the ground, but in the end, the dragon has opened its wings and leaped up, hovering in the air, and the sound rumbled through the wild.

All the war horses fell to the ground at the same time.

"Brando, you owe me another favor." When the little mother dragon said this, her voice had already been uploaded in the clouds.

Brando looked up, only to see a shadow gliding across the snowy field, as if covering the sky. Aloz opened his wings and a terror spread far beyond the entire glacier.

That's the momentum of the dragon.

...

With a click, Enrique watched a crack appear in the crystals of the shaman's hand, and in a split second, the pieces broke and turned into fly ash. However, in less than two weeks, the power-bearing grandfather has completely changed his appearance. The original spirited image is no longer. He hides under a fur cape. The only impression left to outsiders is Zhang had thinned out her pale, pale side.

Enrique was as thin as a skull, with a crumpled skin on his face, leaving only the eyeballs still staring at the crystal in the dry eye sockets, and there was still a hint of glory in his eyes.

"Master Lord." The wizard turned back and looked at him with a questioning look.

"This is Long Wei, and that stupid dragon has indeed been dispatched." Anleke grabbed his cane and said a little enthusiastically: "Let's go, I know that Veronica's old lady is behind us. Let them follow Alright, go round and round, a bunch of idiots. "

"Sir, your body."

"Shut up." Enrique glanced at Djal coldly. Although he was getting thinner and thinner, his majesty was becoming more and more obvious. The breath-holding momentum seemed to come out of him at any time.

Djal fought a chill. Quickly shut up.

"I'm not a mortal, in order to gain strength, sacrifice is inevitable. Remember our pursuit. Only chaos is the only thing, and the others are burdensome." Anleke replied coldly: "The pursuit of weak emotions, the The ignorance of money and power, and vain justice. How can mortals overcome these worthless things?

"Let's go, the master defeated them in Babel, and it's the same now." He coughed, then stood slowly.

In the forest, knights in black robes also followed. These knights looked very weird. They were much taller than ordinary people and looked like orcs on the Great Plains. But orcs don't build armor, their intelligence is enough for them to use simple weapons.

Even more striking. Each knight's cloak is marked by an anilox.

...

"Freya?"

"Freya?"

The young girl from the Butch countryside was a bit sloppy. She recalled the scene at the time. Brando stood in the tent and asked her the question seriously: ‘Freya, what do you think of war? ‘The last time Brando was so serious. It was while Braggs told her how to save Butch.

How should I view war? Freya asks herself, she should hate war, and war has taken away everything she should have, a peaceful life, loved ones, and homeland. Everything she used to know was lost in the blazing flames. Looking back at that memory, there seemed to be only deep pain.

‘But Eruin can only be saved through war, in which you will become the executioners you once hated. ’

‘Freya, it ’s not just Madara that is your enemy. You should understand that. You will kill, more people will die in the flames of war, or lose their homes and loved ones. If you are only a soldier, you can leave it alone. ’

‘But I know your ideal, Freya, do you understand your goal? ’

Freya clutched her sword.

In the midst of her encounters, she saw blood flowing across the battlefield. There were only boundless corpses on the battlefield. Among them were Beth's pure and immaculate face. She looked at her with empty eyes as if questioning her.

Then she saw the little girl who died under the hands of the devil.

Then there are the loved ones of Butch.

Freya felt that she still lacked an answer. She closed her eyes and then opened them again, her voice and the five senses seemed to re-emerge to her, only to feel that Nimesis had called herself several times.

"Freya."

"What is it?" The future Valkyrie turned back.

"What **** are you walking on?" Nimesis was dissatisfied. "I don't know ..." Freya shook her head blankly. "I seemed to see a blue shadow just now, and ... then I don't know what happened."

"The blue shadow?" Nimesis reached out and touched her forehead. "Are you tired recently?"

"No ... I don't think so, what time is it?" She asked, looking up.

"Look at it for yourself." Nimesis handed her the pocket watch. Freya glanced at it, and then looked at the Enneng halfling in the distance: "Is there any news from Brando?"

"He has confirmed to Metisya that this is the person we are looking for."

"that……"

"Miss Aloz is already on the way."

"I understand."

Freya threw her pocket watch into the snow. Brando asked her how she was going to fight to complete the plan, and she knew very well that to get the old fox in the trap into the trap, she had to leave alive. She took out a part of the Lion Heart Sword, and pressed the cold blade with her fingertips, feeling a bit of chill in her heart. She was no longer that little girl, and knew what a knight was and what a soldier was.

Although she did not have a clear answer in her mind, she had at least understood that killings could not bring peace, but at least they could resolve disputes. So her answer was simple, with only one sentence: "I understand, Brando." She looked at Brando at that time, and there was no hesitation in her eyes, because her last hesitation had already been with Beth in Port Ampelsel. Were buried together.

She pulled out the Lionheart Sword in its entirety. The blade of light flashed coldly. Everyone saw the movement of the temporary "commander" and then reacted. One by one, they stood up, and the knights took off their cloaks and threw them on the ground. Next, the Cruz aristocratic officers set their sights on Freya, and the sights of the show were different. And Freya glanced at the sword in her hand, and pointed down with her sword, and commanded, "Down the mountain from both sides of the hillside, don't enter into the opponent's field of vision. Listen to my order, and intercept the retreat of Enhal's halfling on the snowy field. No one can fight without authorization until the signal. "

Cruz froze. The air was like falling snow, and the silence sank.

"Wait, this is not in accordance with our order." Brender immediately questioned: "Master Commander, do you intend to guard the rabbit, if the halfling cavalry enters the hibernate temple, it will really lead to that **** Thief. Lord Commander, allow me to doubt your motives. "

"I can understand your suspicions." Freya glanced at Nimesis near her, calmed her breath in her heart, and replied, "But it wasn't us who attacked."

"not us?"

"Who would it be?"

Freya looked up at the sky. Her eyes crossed the crystal-like treetops of the pine forest, and Officer Cruz, who had calmed down, noticed her and looked up. The clouds in the sky seemed to have a slight change. The forest, which was filled with various sounds before, was quiet for a moment, as if a throat was strangled by an invisible hand, and then the clouds suddenly converged and separated again, and a huge shadow whistled out of the cloud.

Bren opened his mouth. Staring at the scene, it seemed to feel hissing in his throat. The Cruz knights stood in the forest as if they had taken root, as if a group of stone statues, and they were experiencing a tsunami in their hearts. This is not an illusion. Long Wei descended from the air, and the terror of terror sounded from everyone's mind. Only Freya has seen such a scene long ago. On Ampersel's battlefield, the day was covered by dark clouds, and a line of gold fell from the clouds, bringing the final victory to the war.

She turned back: "Metisha."

"Sister Freya, I'm here." Princess Silver Elf lifted her cloak and asked, "Are you calling?"

Freya turned back, and the Enhal halfling on the ice field had found the dragon in the sky. The man and the horse were panicking together and fell into a ball. A little smarter had begun to flee. Freya turned her head back and nodded to Metisha.

"Knight of Franken, listen to my horn!"

The silver thread was woven in the hands of Matissa, weaving a silver horn, she immediately blew the horn, and chanted aloud, "The blue flag on the plains of Malard flutters like the sea, and the French spear The cold light flashed, knights, listen to the long sound of my horns, the courage of the ancient spirits to summon the hearts of the kings. O knights, come with me and be ready— "The voice of the silver elves is like a song From ancient tunes, the Cruzers' knights looked at each other and didn't know what Medicia was calling, but Brende first responded: "Oh my God, this is the King of Silver Knights! "

As soon as his words had fallen, Metisha had called up her cheeks to sound the second horn.

The horn sounds melodious--

At this moment, Aloz also swept over the forest, the wind pressure swept across the canopy, and swooped onto the distant ice field. But the knights turned back, but were very surprised to see a horse in the forest flashing with white light and wearing heavy armor. These horses from heaven seemed to converge into a silver current. Around them. A unicorn came to Medisa, rubbing her cheek in affectionately, and Meditha touched its long horns and turned on her horse. Freya's second turn on the horse, her warhorse is taller than others, with silver flames burning on the hoof, this is exactly the legendary mount of the silver king-the Holy Spirit.

"Everyone is on the horse," Freya ordered. "Remember your mission--"

She looked back over the plain, and sighed slightly: "They have a messenger crystal on them, and they can't give them any chance. Leave no prisoners and kill everyone."

When the order was given, Nemesis looked back at the young girl from the Butch countryside.

Freya frowned, but her eyes remained firm.

...

Kuwu was once the most trusted confidant of Anlek, and his head was surprisingly small. The halflings with huge ears know very well what it takes to earn this trust, not because he has outstanding abilities, but because he is loyal. His father, an equally proud halfling, also served the previous generation of Duke Enlec, and their family had such a tradition and loyalty. This is where Khuva is most proud. But this time he knew that the previous difficulties could be overcome, but now this time. It may be his last time on the battlefield.

He tightened his bearskin robe tightly, still thinking about the task that the Grand Duke gave him-to challenge a dragon. The warrior should have died on the battlefield, which is a rare glory for Kuwu. The Enhors are the toughest people on the high ground and the most powerful fighters. Today they challenge the dragons, and their courage will be engraved on the stone seat in their hometown. It's just that the wind is cold, and the robe is almost lifted. The cold cuts the body like a knife, making these halflings accustomed to the dry and cold climate of the plateau unbearable. Kuwu had an unpredictable hunch from this morning. Old people of their tribe often said that if the beginning of the day was not smooth, everything would go wrong. He broke his kettle in the morning. This is a very disturbing sign.

The team was struggling on the ice field, not a few miles away all morning. Kuwu frowned. He was the most experienced warrior of his tribe, and he had been listening to the sound of the wind.

Suddenly, he heard a weird voice.

It was like rolling thunder through the clouds. But it wasn't so obvious, it was still banging. This low-frequency roar quickly became clear, and Khuw looked back, staring a little zealously at the sky—he finally heard it, it was the sound of something flying in the sky—and it must be a behemoth. If they really attracted that dragon, then they died here. Their blood is also honorable.

Only a moment later, the huge shadow that was expected really appeared on the skyline. It separated the clouds, tore the sky, and instantly jumped into Khuw's field of vision. At that moment, all the Enhal halflings found the enemy, they screamed, and the timid one was already distracted and began to flee in a panic. But Khuw could forgive them, after all, he was just as frightened as they were when they first heard the mission.

He remembered what he looked like at that time, and he was really awkward. How could he be considered a qualified soldier? He took out the spirits of the plateau from his arms and poured his neck into his throat, feeling hot, and then wiped his mouth to reveal a wild smile. Enough is enough, he never expected his men to deal with a dragon, that was an impossible task. But at least they have completed their mission. Enough. The stupid dragon has been attracted to this ice field. Then Lord Lord's plan can be realized.

Khuwa almost laughed, but he had a chance to laugh in the future, a flash of haze flashed through his mind.

He saw the dragon's glittering golden scales--

It was a golden dragon.

"It's impossible--!" Kuwu's eyes widened and his face turned pale, and his large ears almost all stood upright-this is another dragon, there are two dragons on this snowy field! No, he couldn't help looking around in panic, with a last expectation in his heart. His expectation was that the news of Archduke Enrique was wrong, and perhaps a golden dragon, not a frost dragon, lived here. Although the idea was so disrespectful, the halfling chief had lost his mind at this moment.

Immediately, a stranger voice broke all his delusions.

It was a long sound that was more distant than the dragon's shriek, and it sounded like a sound from the horizon for a long time. Only one time in Khuwa's life, he heard such a voice, which was the horn trombone of the Faenzan legion during his jihad with Anlek.

"There is an ambush ..."

Koolwood immediately understood what was happening and they were counted. He grabbed the communication crystal, but the crystal did not respond: "No ... the rule enchantment." He was almost moaning, and the enemy was clearly prepared. He immediately grabbed his weapon and screamed, "Quickly, escape from this area. Spread apart and pass on the information!"

He lifted his head, and the green pupil reflected the growing image of the golden dragon. The shadow seemed to represent despair.

A golden flame descended from the sky.

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