"What is left but to trade these hands for the future?"

Glori's heart sank, and the blue light of the sword in his hand flashed.

Unexpectedly, before Glori could swing this sword, he saw the golden dragon stretch its hovering body and wag its tail.

"It's been 2,000 years. As soon as the seal of the mechanical city was opened, it was you who ushered in the guests. If you want the covenant, then you will have to bear the pain that the Terrans have brought us!"

Before the words could be spoken, Glori jumped forward, put his left hand on his tail, and stepped onto the body of the golden dragon.

"This should be an avoidable battle! Why cling to the past like this, why do all hatred have to go through a bloody storm?"

Glori continued his way up the winding torso. Although he said so, the word "past" was also the most difficult for him to let go. When he said this, his heart hurt inexplicably, his feet slipped, and he fell. The moment he closed his eyes, it was Yvette, how he wished what he had just seen was not an illusion, he thought.

"What? What tricks? The battle hasn't started yet!"

As he spoke, the golden dragon aimed at Glori's location and spewed a breath of flame. Suddenly, Glori was surrounded by flames. Dylan and Zoe were slapped by the golden dragon with their right paws on the south wall.

After the wall is hit by Dylan and Zoe, several gears fall off the wall. One of them rolled at Christopher's feet, near the south side of the door.

"We should go up and help, the young people are in trouble. ”

Christopher said helplessly. He didn't want to dwell on the past like Brad Fzes, and wanted to come to help, but he could only drop his bow and arrow on the ground. Because, he was pulled from behind by a knight, prompting him to not step forward.

"How can we do that? In terms of age, they are just children! We hundred-year-olds, thousand-year-olds, just look at them?" exclaimed Christopher.

"Christopher!"

Joe struggled to move her body and tugged at the owner of the backpack. She wanted to get off the huge backpack. But when she stretched her limbs, she was sweating because of the fever.

"You'd better not move, ma'am. ”

The short man shook his head at Say. He was originally kind, but he was scolded and threatened.

Judy drew her dagger and scolded, "Get out of the way, don't get in the way, do you want to taste the power of the dream powder?" she pulled out her dagger and pressed the package with her left hand, sliding down from it, trembling and almost crouching on the ground. But the dwarf was generous, and stepped forward to pull Judy up.

"I'm just reminding you, and I don't want to get in trouble. I'm still young and don't want to die yet...... Forget it, it's you who want to meddle. ”

The short man got out of the way and handed Judy to his tall, fat partner. The fat man helped Judy to the side of the wall near the north side of the door. As a result, Judy walked a few steps before passing out on the ground.

Immediately, Christopher broke free from the knight's pull and ran towards Joy. He also glanced at the King of Eyes.

Since Wei came to the door just now, he has been surrounded by kneeling knights, unable to get out. Actually, Will could offer some help to Glori, but he didn't want to for the time being—he was waiting for Glori to prove himself.

"It's been two thousand years! You haven't figured anything out! Anger, hatred, you should vent on your real enemy!"

Glori's heart burned with anger at the Golden Dragon. He slammed his sword to the ground and tried to stand up. The pebble carving he gave Yvette fell out of the burned-out pouch around her waist and broke in two. The pebble carving was the only item he had left for Yvette, and he slowly stood up at the thought of it.

"Ignite...... Spark of hope, devouring the flame of hatred!"

The spell fell, and Glori sprinkled the spark in his left hand. Then, the Golden Dragon Flame around him tumbled and was engulfed by the spreading "Blue Flame Spark". He opened his eyes, and let the blue flame dazzle—the blue flame spark, stretching from the ground, first in a circle, then around Glori's body, and finally on the blade. After that, Glori stood firm, but was taunted by the golden dragon.

"Oh, the power of the spark, actually, your flame is very small. If I use a little more power, I can roast you!If I use more power, then you will be dust!" The golden dragon grinned, letting Ruby's eyes shine.

"Then try again!"

Glori dodged the Golden Dragon's tail sweep and ran up to its body again. He steadied his steps and ran towards the head of the golden dragon. He swept his long sword - causing the wind that had just swirled on the blade of the sword to turn into a tornado, heading straight for the golden dragon's eyes.

Taking advantage of this, the golden dragon spewed flames in the direction from which Glori had come. It turns the tornado into a flaming hurricane that hits Glori. Glori didn't stop, raised his right hand holding the sword to cover his face, and forced himself to break through the flaming hurricane.

"Raging Dragon Attack!"

Before the golden dragon could close its mouth, Glori stabbed away, leaving a trace of the burnt ash of his shirt behind his back.

Before the ashes could fly away, the golden dragon slapped at Glori, and said coldly, "Humanity is so small! If it weren't for us, you would have been destroyed by Bryson!"

However, the golden dragon's blow was not only accurate, but also ruthless, prompting Glori to hit him squarely in mid-air, which made Glori fly out like an arrow.

"Boom!"

The mechanical gear wall on the north side was directly smashed into a pit with the word "fire", and the mechanical gear roared down. How could flesh and blood withstand this? At that time, Glori was almost unconscious because of the pain. Fortunately, despite the three cuts in his armor, he survived.

Having taken the blow, Glori wanted to catch his breath. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood burst out. Then, he saw Lolaika come forward.

"Blue Star, don't force yourself! you're going to die!" Lolaika shouted as she pushed the knight in front of her.

In the face of persuasion, Glori only smiled. He pulled a handful of bloodshot from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, and then supported the ground with his left hand, trying to get up. Unexpectedly, as soon as he was about to get up, he sat on the ground and gasped for a few breaths one after another.

"I must get the Golden Covenant, that is the key to unlock the Temple of Miracles! Without it, I can't awaken the God of Light!"

Glori spat out another mouthful of blood, gripped the sword stuck in the ground, and barely got up. As a result, the armor on his upper body fell off due to damage to the rivets on both sides of his armpits, revealing his brown shirt that had been burned out.

This situation is simply not for Iris to face directly. She could only ask for help.

"Are you just looking at it?"

"It's his own fight. Brad Furzes gritted his teeth and answered. He just wouldn't explain it clearly, just like Will and Lolaika.

Bradfzes, Will, Lolaika, Hiser, etc., how could they be so indifferent? As a noble lady, Irrith has not experienced much of it, and she has seen her companions be made like this. She couldn't even think about it, she didn't know why they were doing it. So, Iris can only speak for Glori, who is in injustice.

Realizing that Iris couldn't find anything to refute, Zoe, who was lying in the corner, argued.

"Himself? Don't you want to take back your homeland and live a peaceful and beautiful life? He's fighting for himself? He's fighting for his life, just for himself? Do you really think so?"

Zoe moved her body vigorously, leaning against the corner of the wall and half-reclining. But Brad Fzees ignored her and just wanted to watch the fight. Out of sympathy, Brad Furzes glanced at Glori and lowered his head.

"Zoe, he's right, it's my fight. They shouldn't meddle, and neither are you. Glori clenched the sword that had not been out of his hand, and his tone was calm.

At this time, Glori could still be so calm? Dylan couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha! Glori, what kind of bastard are you talking about! I'm here to help you!"

Dylan had been eating meat for a long time, especially since he was young, so he was much stronger than Glori, and he was able to stand up with just one sword. He nodded to Glori, shaking the sword in his hand, allowing the fire to shine like a star in the night.

"Dylan ......"

Knowing that her magic would not work on the golden dragon, Iris wept as her friends fought hard. She couldn't bear to look at it, so she prayed silently, hoping that everything would return to peace and tranquility. Then, she heard Dylan's scream.

"Hey, you damn stupid dragon, look here!" Dylan dragged his injured legs and ran up, "You stupid dragon who can't think!

Dylan takes a posture using his tomahawk skills. He holds the end of the sword in his right hand and the hilt of the sword to the left and right, in a typical posture of holding the handle of a tomahawk. At the moment of shouting, he stepped forward and threw this cross blow with his sword.

"Sparks fly!"

Following Dylan's voice, there was a sonorous sound from the golden dragon's body. Unfortunately, this series of blows only caused a small scratch - the golden body, which was still unshakable. Dylan had no choice but to let Pale cover his face and wait for the golden dragon's head-on blow.

"Hey, brother, remember to give me a grilled chicken...... On February 22 of each year......"

Dylan turned his head and smiled at Glori's running away - the curse of my brother's right belly? How could he be devoured? Oh, I believe him. So, what about the future? He will definitely turn my worries into good.

When Dylan closed his eyes, Glori came to him and blocked the golden dragon's claws for him.

Glary pressed Dylan's shoulder against the golden dragon to the east, then jerked in the direction of the doorway, and said, "You have to take care of Ireth, you can't fall down here!

Suddenly, Dylan opened his eyes. He saw Glori take the tail kick and roll a few times until he fell into the north corner. And he has been pushed away by Glori. He didn't turn his head, but was hugged by Iris who walked in front of him.

"But, my brother?" said Dylan with tears in his eyes, "But, what about my brother?" he tugged at the hem of Elris's skirt like a child crying out until he cried out.

"Glori Carlos!"