Chapter 242: The Battle of Flying

"Your Highness Princess, we have captured this thing." The tall guard said, with an accent of unknown origin, and the tail part was extremely heavy, like drinking strong Langdu wine. "This guy is very difficult to fight, and we almost died." The little goatee old man grinned. These three men are none other than Brandt, Houdini, and Lawne.

Ilea stepped forward to look at the captured young man, only to realize that he was not a hunchback, but a pair of large plump wings! She reached out and stroked his wings, the roots of which were as strong as arms, like oak from the earth to the sky, and the veins were dense on them, and they were submerged into the bow-shaped wings of black feathers, each feather was three times the size of a goose feather, the root canal was as thick as a human finger, and the feather fan was black and translucent, indicating that it was usually well maintained, but the part that was bound was a little messy, and some of the feathers had fallen off and protruded, and it could be seen that a fierce fight had just been passed.

"Wow! You can really fly with me! The princess excitedly tore off a handful of Lawn's feathers, and grinned in pain, "Quick, take me away!" I'm going to fly! ”

Lawn didn't know what evil he had fallen into, so he obediently lowered his body and let this little girl climb on his back!

"Your Highness Princess," Brant next to him carefully worded his sentence, "please, please allow my brother to come home with me." As he spoke, he looked at Maureen.

"Maureen?" Ilia looked back at the boy and shook her head, "No, he's having a good time talking to me, come, you can sit down with me." Morin obediently followed Ilia and looked at Brant reluctantly.

No, Brandt almost burst into the air, and I went to great lengths to save Maureen, betraying my friends so that the poor boy could return to his grandfather alive, only to fall deeper and deeper into his own side, and to be forced to associate himself with Princess Elia, which is the greatest joke God has ever played with himself!

"Please think twice, Your Highness the Princess." Houdini, who was on the side, suddenly spoke, "This boy will put a heavy load on the Dragon-Winged Angel, so that he can't fly higher and farther." ”

Illya sat on Lawn's back, her big pretty eyes glazed over, "You don't want me to take him, say, why?" "It seems that this little girl is not only cruel and frightening, but she also has a keen insight.

"Because I want him to return to his grandfather safe and sound." Unable to resist Ilia's powerful magic, Brant couldn't help but blurt out.

"I see," the little princess chuckled, "don't worry, he'll be fine if I'm fine." She turned her head and patted Lawn's neck, "Fly! ”

The dragon-winged angel grabbed the windowsill in two steps, and the wings were divided into one point, and they rose into the air! No! Brant ran over and looked in the direction they were leaving, thinking, oh no, Ilia has harmed so many children, and their parents may be angry and dare not speak out due to her magic, just because others don't hate her, those big lords, propertied knights, and rangers can't kill her and make her famous, this dragon game may be a good time for them to wait for a long time!

Before Brandt could exclaim, sure enough, someone couldn't wait to make a move, and a whistling arrow suddenly rose in the evening sky, with a magic whistle on the tail of the arrow, as if it was ventilating for others, and then, countless lights of fire rose into the sky! They have only one goal - the flying dragon-winged angel!

"Fly up!" Brant yelled at Lawn. At this time, he couldn't help anything, he could only stare and regret that one of his wrong decisions not only hurt Morin, but also affected the innocent Lawn. At the same time, a few firm tongues of fire had already licked the robes and wings of the dragon-winged angel, and he could hear the screams of the children in the sky, and what made him even more restless was that Raun was actually falling! "Fly up!" Brant clasped his hands to his mouth and shouted, but it was all in vain, Raun was in pain, and he kept falling, and the more he fell, the more rockets in his body.

"Okay boy, stop yelling, let the old man stand in the front row." Houdini pulled Brant past him and squeezed to the window, only to feel a wave of magic ripple in front of him, and boundless power was pouring out of the pirate captain's body, and then, at least two kilometers away in the sky, all the rockets fired from outside Crescent City changed their image, some turned into spatulas, some resembled hammers, and some turned into heavy maces, which began to fall before they could rise into the sky. This powerful magic solved Lawne's urgent need, and although it was short-lived, it was enough for him to quickly climb to a safe height, and Brant finally breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that Lawne and Maureen were okay.

By this time, however, Houdini had run out of oil and had fallen to the ground motionless. The swift and massive use of magic is absolutely forbidden in Europs, like draining a pond to catch fish and burning a forest to hunt, leaving only a dry corpse. Brandt picked up the old pirate, feeling very sad, "Hey, look, they're fine, don't play dead, get up quickly." ”

"Phew, I'm not looking at that little ghost," Houdini's mouth twitched, and his goatee had turned from gray and black to snow-white, "I owe you a boatload of lives, and I'll give it back to you now, but it's just cheapened that doll demon, promise me, kill her, don't let her harm people again." After saying that, the old pirate pinched Brant hard and lost his breath.

"I, I don't know if I should promise you or not." Brandt took Houdini's increasingly cold hand and lowered his head. Elija is Vanessa's sister, and killing her may not please her sweetheart; But this little creature is like a hot potato, and if she is not careful, she will be controlled by its magic and become a puppet in her hands, and if she does not get rid of it soon, she is afraid that she will commit more crimes.

"Where is the princess?" A team of guards broke into the princess's bedroom and aggressively questioned Brant.

"Heavenly." The prince pointed to the small black dots in the sky, and then noticed the same dull expressions on the faces of the guards, their eyes staring directly at the flying objects in the sky, and their bodies involuntarily flocked to the window, like a group of worker ants looking up at the queen. Only then did Brant understand why Ilia, who could do it with just a few words of magic, had such a city-state - she used her magic to make everyone around her think of herself as the center of their existence, and let them defend themselves with their lives! But she was still a child and needed dolls to comfort her fear of losing her loved ones, so she kept mutilating children to make dolls, just to find some security in the dolls when the night came.

Poor child. Brant looked at Lawn, who was flying higher and higher, and made up his mind to let them get out of the way, of course, there is also Elia, this little princess who has experienced the ruin of the country and her family, maybe under the infection of herself and Morin, she still has a chance to redeem, even if she doesn't, she has a chance to trick her into the trap of death and end her sin with her own hands.

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