Vol 6 Chapter 506

The wind was blowing over the silver dunes, and the gravel rose up.

In the sky, the clouds are gradually regrouping. Brando seemed to remember something, and handed the weak lady in her arms to Freya's hands: "Please wait for me"

Freya nodded silently.

Brando turned, walked on the sand and walked to the Sadr Witch-this formerly prestigious wizard leader shed his hair at this moment, and was no longer as prestigious as ever. He leaned his head down and stared dullly at the sand until Brando's boots appeared in sight.

He raised his head tremblingly and stared at the young lord. He cracked his mouth, his voice hoarse and grinning: "You must be very proud, human."

Brando looked at the man's hazy eyes, his silver pupils covered with bloodshot, like an old dying beast-he could not even feel anger in his heart at this moment, and only faintly replied: "This is Sasard Are the choices made by traitors good? "

Sadr the witch made a giggle in his throat and sneered: "So what, you are not a mortal."

Brando looked at him with a sad look in his eyes.

"Don't you understand? If we think we are, then we are one of the most people in this land." He quietly said, "Because there is nothing extraordinary in this world, even if it is Ma Ms. Sha never thought she could be high above her—and the really sad thing is those who are self-defeating. "

"Sadell, there has never been anything born and noble in this world, and blood cannot be a barrier between people. Lord Martha gives you not strength, but responsibility, but you do n’t understand--"

He opened his arms slowly, as if embracing the wind, and said softly, "Why are we proud-I am mortal, a member of this tiny kingdom, I am the lord of Toniger-this insignificant identity, I But it is extremely cherished; why am I proud? It is not an inherent strength, but the trust people have in me, the connection and commitment between people, and all the precious emotions of this world. "

"We are proud of daring to guard everything good."

"This pride," Brando looked at Sadr, and replied, "you don't understand--"

Sadr the witch screamed, his deceased body struck over, but he fell heavily on the sand dunes, and he could only grab the gravel with all his strength, as if to shatter it, but unfortunately he could only helplessly Watching the sand sneak away from your fingers.

He fell to the sand dunes and made a cry like a wounded beast.

Brando looked at him indifferently.

"Master Lord is always particularly fascinating, isn't it?" Antitina said softly, staring at Brando's back.

Freya was a little overwhelmed by this issue, but was embarrassed to cover it up and nodded panicfully.

Antitina looked at her with interest.

"Eruin is so small, Freya, so young that Mr. Brando can be dismissive of his throne. But it's so big that he can't put down everyone here." She Say it pointedly.

Freya coped with gracefully, her face was clearly halodish.

"Freya, except Miss Roman, you were the first to know Lord Lord," the aide continued and said softly, "Although there is something I don't want to say, everyone can understand it. If one of us can't Returning from the battlefield, would you regret the thought at this moment? "

Freya froze.

She looked at Brando's back with distant eyes.

"Antinina, I ..."

"Don't tell me," Miss Chancellor said.

After speaking, she didn't go over her head, and bit her lip gently.

Freya's voice was like a mosquito: "Ann, Miss Antitina, I, I, I really look ... Is it really so obvious?"

Suddenly her lady widened her eyes and looked back at the hopeless ostrich.

After a while, she finally couldn't help covering her mouth and snorted loudly.

"Be willing to fall, be willing to fall ..."

Sadr witch lay on the sand dunes, sounding like a candle in the wind.

Brando finally glanced at the sad guy and turned to leave. But the King of the Witch shook violently like a flash of light, shouting behind him, doing his best to scream behind him: "Vladimir will not let you go ..."

Brando paused and didn't look back: "Coincidentally, so did I."

Sadr the witch's final expression was frozen in his eyes.

There was a rattling sound in his throat, and he stretched out his hands as if trying to catch something, but the body's functions had been lost with the magic, and his head was slightly distorted, and the whole person lost its vitality like a piece of dead wood.

The sand was rising, and the body of the Sazardian wizard leader turned out to be a piece of weathering and disintegration.

Freya helped Antitina come over.

"What's wrong with you?" Brando looked at her overly red face.

"No, nothing ..." The Eruin's Valkyrie hurried away from the subject in a hurry: "Brando, are we going to fight the Sasard again?"

"It's me," Bran cloudy said in a breeze. "The wizard's war is over. Eruin shouldn't be involved in this war anymore, but I still have some debt to recover- Everything must be accountable for the death of His Highness Levin, and the death of the Aikos. "

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The burning giant ship is like a torch falling from the air. Steel warns like a giant because of the twist: "Woo--" People watched this tragic scene, the fire light illuminated the sky and reflected everyone. Face.

Although the small airship around the flashing ship tried to save some people, the more than 300 officers and men on the ship were destined to shed blood on this exotic land.

It slowly fell to the ground, everyone saluting solemnly in that direction, and in the light of fire, the spirit became eternal.

"The final signal from the Flash, signalling us to continue ..."

The soldier who ordered the order was holding a note with red eyes, and wondered whether it should be continued for a while.

The elderly old man waved his hand and left without a word with his cane, and the knights were silent behind him. Many people know that it is this old man's eldest son on the boat that people have lost so much that they have lost their right to grief.

There is already chaos in the sky.

The formations of the floating battleships are intertwined with each other, and various rescue airships make the airspace more chaotic. There are flying maggots and roaring dragons, and dragons of different colors fight each other. .

The light of magic runs through the battlefield from time to time. The colors of light and smoke meet in the sky. The burning fire whips down from the sky, and finally turns into a dazzling fire. It hits the ground, and the corpse of the dusk falls like rain.

The two injured dragons were forced to leave the queue and began to land in the direction of Campbell City.

"Come on, cover them!"

On the battleship, all kinds of sharp sirens sounded, and the knights shouted, even surpassing the sound of his exhaustion:

"High intensity magic reaction ahead!"

"Left full rudder, avoid maneuvering!"

"Squadron changes formation!"

"Attention the clouds, they're coming down!"

The maggots lined up in a huge arrow, flying down the clouds, the Cruz fleet was panic, and the limited counterattack could not cause fatal damage to these monsters.

Seeing the tragedy was about to happen, but suddenly a cloud was torn apart, and the huge silver dragon leaped from the right side, hitting the formation of these maggots apart. As soon as Frofa flicked her tail, she swept countless maggots, and then spread her wings to divide them into two. She turned around in the air, and then signaled to the Cruz fleet in her spare time.

The appearance of this elegant creature immediately aroused the cheers of the entire fleet. People held their hands up and waved the weapons in their hands excitedly. Seeing this scene, the captains and chief mate of each battleship were equally excited, as if returning to the battle of the saints a thousand years ago.

The battle has entered a feverish phase.

One of the Hazel's squadron suddenly broke away from the formation of the main fleet, launched an aggressive Aya formation and launched a decisive charge towards the center of the battlefield-their goal was the huge black light ball in the clouds, Kan The roots of the De Beers battle.

The fleet's madness immediately triggered the situation on the entire battlefield, and everyone stopped, many knights rushed to the side of the ship, staring at this scene with stuns.

The black ball apparently felt threatened--

The Dusk Army in the air began to move in this direction under its command and surrounded the fleet.

Aloz reacted first.

"Stop them!"

The majestic dragon's majestic voice penetrated the sky. Under its command, the dragons turned to climb together to capture higher airspace. They need to use dives to divide and surround the swarm. This is the dragon's best tactic in the sky.

Humans also reacted. "Give them time!" Sir Armman raised his cane, the flagship Cruz turned first, and everyone saw the slogan:

Change formation.

All battleships enter the battle line.

The entire fleet exposed the sideboard at the most dangerous moment, and released a group of Pegasus knights. Cruz ’s empty knights held up their spears and snarled towards the swarms of flying maggots:

"For Cruz!"

The password sounded.

On the side of the ship's side, the flintlock corps had set up a long lance, and the filling hand completed the filling in a few seconds-the flag-bearer waved his hand and a row of white smoke rose from the Cruz's side. The maggots passing by seemed to hit a wall, and the first few rows fell like rain.

On the ground, the forced landing of the two dragons caused exclaims.

Everyone in the Silver Bay Coalition is full of awe at this war. They understand that this will be a war that determines the fate of the entire world. Everyone is silently praying for their fellow citizens-for these unknown sources. Praying with the fleet and dragons.

The attack of the clusters on the ground was temporarily halted, and more and more clusters were spreading their crystalline wings into the sky.

Many people spontaneously ran up to the city, staring at the sky, their arms clasped in their hands, and they wished they could join the battle themselves.

But the coalition commanders have not yet given orders.

St. Blanc, the old white wolf sword, saw the two wounded dragons, suddenly grabbed the coat from his servant, carried the sword, and turned away from the city wall. The little Duke Malvis, aside, saw the scene stunned: "Uncle Blanc, where are you going?"

Blank did not look back: "Time is up, go to fight!"

Duke Malvis froze in place.

But all of a sudden, he made up his mind and caught up quickly: "Uncle Blank, count me!"

Blank turned and glanced at the guy.

"will die."

The Duke of Malversy gestured on his chest: "I know!"

Then Blanc nodded approvingly: "That's like nod."

They walked down the street.

Under the city walls, the soldiers looked up at their commanders, and the expected eyes had said everything.

In the squeak of the winch, the heavy gate slowly opened.

Human knights have been in the city for a long time. The young knights looked at the amethyst ocean in the distance, took a breath, and all the pupils of different colors carried nervous light. On the side of these young men, Blank pointed his sword forward-"Ready!"

The knights slammed down their metal masks, and the white mist condensed on the metal into frost.

The first and second rows started to speed up and trot past the suspension bridge.

The spear is like a forest, and the flag is like the sea.

Blanc turned back immediately and saw his granddaughter ascend the city.

The nun princess looked cold and stared at the distant sea of ​​crystal clusters-the two dragons had fallen on the hills to the north, and the clusters of crystal clusters flew over that direction.

She raised her hand, the book of the earth had untied and surrounded her, and the pages flipped.

A huge magic circle appeared above the girl.

The clusters noticed the movement in this direction. Several long-range attacking clusters immediately began to transfer firepower, but a bunch of flow vectors flew past Magdal, and were also blocked by a pale yellow light net.

The girl's voice said crisply:

"Chapter Seven, Creation."

Her hands held up, and among the huge roar, tens of meters of stone pillars rose from the ground one by one, and the knights were trotting and accelerating, and these rocky steps supported them steadily like waves. It's like a bridge rising in the purple ocean.

All the crystal clusters rushing towards the bridge were immediately shattered by a bright yellow crystal storm.

All the coalition soldiers above the wall were stunned.

Then came a cheer from the mountain tsunami.

In the sky, the two commanders looked at the scene on the ground, and nodded at the same time-the colleagues below were very simple, and the actions of the Silver Bay Coalition at this time hit the nomadic nodes at dusk. Even when they look at themselves, they feel uncomfortable, let alone each other.

At present, the army of crystal clusters cannot take care of it. In a sense, this has greatly shared their pressure.

In this case, of course, they will not waste this wonderful assist of the Silver Bay Coalition-

On the battlefield, the Hasselblad squadron has reached its limit.

The Hasselblad fired the final signal flag, which had no meaning, but a tribute to their colleagues.

Everyone was silent.

It was a banner symbolizing wisdom and courage--

The two commanders took off their hats, held them in their hands, and paid attention in that direction.

The dragon rushed down and divided the swarm on the battlefield into two, so that they could no longer catch up with the Hazel's fleet. Cruz and Hazel's main fleet was firing rounds, and the barrage never stopped.

The battlefield seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The tiny fleet released its last empty knight, the knights who drove the construction mech, with great courage and slammed into the swarm that was standing in front. Then there were dazzling flashes of light, explosions and shock waves, like countless suns being lit in the sky at the same time.

Everyone looked up.

Watching that fleet fleet in the ripped mouth, straight into the black ball in the clouds.

A signal spread throughout the fleet at the same moment.

A bigger explosion occurred.

At that moment, it seemed that the whole world was darkened, and there was only a bright ball of light in everyone's eyes. The ball of light suddenly flew in all directions, the dazzling white light shrouded everything, and the huge roar caused everyone in the battlefield to experience tinnitus and deafness in a short time, so this white and flawless world seemed to be quiet— —

The shock wave swept through everything in an instant.

Directly vaporize the nearest maggot swarm to ash.

The airflow affected the dragons, making them have to disperse their formations, not to mention the human fleet. The airwaves almost turned everyone's heads to the west. But people quickly got up from the deck and looked in the direction of the black ball.

Then everyone took a breath.

On the huge black sphere in the sky, a huge head appeared.

Metal dragon.

Yokohama.

The city of Campbell Bell was in front of it, as small as dust.

Its indifferent silver eyeballs stared at the world, half of its body was exposed outside the black sphere, and only half of its open wings had not stretched out inside the ball ...

Obviously, the fatal blow interrupted the transmission process.

Looking at this metal dragon, the dragon group was silent.

Aloz was full of complex emotions.

When did it once be the faith and pride of the dragons—

Dragon **** Bahamut.

But at the moment, they have to say goodbye to their past.

The little mother Long resisted the sorrow in her heart and shouted, "Can't let the sacrifice be wasted, we haven't gotten out of it, we'll form a battle-only one chance!"

"Listen to me, dragons!"

"Super Ring Magic-Dragon Strike!"

Dazzling brilliance runs through the sky.

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