A spear slammed into the prince's wrist shield. He slashed at every enemy he passed by like madness. He rode down an archer, cutting off a spearman's arm from shoulder to armpit, and then grazed a swordfish helmet. He wanted to move on, but there were too many enemy troops, which meant that Koman's magic zone was moving away from him. Suddenly, an arrow clicked into the armor, just an inch from the slit in the eye. Brandt was taken aback and almost fell off the horse.

It's crazy. The prince thought to himself, what am I doing? Suicide? I don't have Vanessa's magic to resurrect myself an infinite number of times. Since you can't kill Coman with magic, use magic to kill Phoenix, the "Winterfall Boy", believing that his death will slow down Koman's attack.

Brant immediately whistled and called out to Lawne in the sky, but no matter how beautiful notes he blew like a fool into the crimson sky, the huge figure of the dragon-winged angel still did not appear.

Something went wrong.

Brandt rode his horse and galloped, he had a foreboding feeling that his judgment might be completely wrong, Koeman was attacking the upper gate, but the people were not here, which only meant that he was at one of the other three gates at the moment, maybe he had already stormed the inner city and captured Ilia in his hands!

In the next Halberd Gate and Laurel Gate, Brant only encountered a few enemy troops, which further confirmed his judgment - Koman feinted to attack the Upper String Gate, but in fact, he was sneaking up on the Moon Shadow Gate with the main force!

A few drops of rain suddenly fell from the sky, and Brant reached out and touched it, it was blood.

The prince looked up at the sky, and in mid-air, several dragon-winged angels were fighting in the clouds!

Lawn! It turned out that he was tripped up here. Those guys must be his kind, but why should they fight to the death? How can we help him get out of danger?

Brant looked around, and he happened to walk into a farmhouse, and under the eaves there were dried fish everywhere, all of which were deep-sea fish, and they still had unwilling eyes open until they died, and two rows of fangs stood up in their pointed mouths, ready to avenge themselves.

Hah, that's it.

Brant lifted a salted fish, put it on the bowstring like an arrow, and shot it at the big birds in the sky with a whoosh, and the dragon-winged angels were defenseless, and were bitten on the heels of the salted fish, and one of them immediately fell down with a scream.

The prince grabbed the second salted fish indiscriminately, only to find that it was Lawne who had fallen from the sky!

"Catch me!" The soles of Lawn's feet were pierced by the pointed beak of the salted fish and fell to the ground.

"...... on the haystack" was too late to command, and the huge body of the dragon-winged angel smashed towards the prince.

There was a loud crashing sound between the two, Brant was in chain mail, and Ron was also in soft leather armor, and it was hard to say which of the two would hurt more when they collided together, and they tumbled and rolled for a while like beans bursting out of a ripe pod before stopping.

"Coman isn't at the winding gate," said Brandt anxiously, "take me back to the city, Elija may be in danger!" ”

"Dala is after me, and I can't fly out of her sphere of influence right now!" Lawne screamed as Brant pulled the dried fish from his feet. Well, it smells as delicious as his feet.

The killer in the sky did not stop, and his huge wings swooped down towards the ground in obscurity. Brandt dodged as he asked why.

It turned out that Ivan the Cursed had reached some kind of strategic agreement with General Koeman, and he helped Koman take Crescent City in exchange for reciprocal conditions, but it is not known what the specific conditions were, in short, there was one of them: kill gods when encountering gods, and exorcise demons when encountering ghosts.

Unfortunately, the current Brant and Lawne are the two imps who stand in the way, and the other dragon-winged angels are on Ivan's side, so they naturally want to clear these obstacles in their way.

A dragon-winged angel flew down, the shadow of the wings obscured the prince's vision, he reached out and grabbed Brandt's shoulder, his claws slammed into the flesh, his arm turned red until his elbow, Brandt gritted his teeth, "Son of a bitch, try this." As he spoke, he handed a dried salted fish and thrust it into the angel's mouth, and the fellow howled and opened his mouth wider, and his face was suddenly torn by the salt, and he waved his hands wildly, letting go of Brant, and was anxious to free his mouth, but as soon as his hand touched the dried fish, it was immediately burned by the salted scales, and the flesh and skin were sizzling, and he cried and fled like a pig.

"Be careful!" Lawne pulled Brant over him and threw him on his back, "They're going to send lightning!" The two of them climbed sharply, dodging the lightning attacks of the Dragonwing Angels, and flew towards Crescent City with all their might.

The fierce lightning with the blue arc followed them all the way, and a crazy and beautiful chase unfolded in the sky, fortunately Lawne's flying skills were not bad, and he dodged several times and passed by the lightning, but because he was carrying Brant on his back, he was always a little powerless to fly, seeing that Raune was about to be unable to support it, Brant bent his bow and arrows, ready to launch the salted fish again, but what was worrying was that there was only one salted fish left in the prince's hand, and there was no way to repel all the dozen or so dragon-winged angels behind him.

"Think of a way!" Lawn's voice was blown to pieces by the wind.

"Don't rush!" Brandt exclaimed angrily, "I'm not a magic monkey who can change seventy-two. Suddenly, the prince's hand was pricked by the salted fish's stomach, and he looked down and was overjoyed, "Hey! Fly up, fly above their heads, and do my bidding! ”

Lawne suddenly took a sharp turn and plunged headlong into the clouds, "What are you going to do crazy things again?" I'm running out of energy! ”

"See what I found?" Brant shook the dried fish in his hand in front of Lawne's eyes, "A gas fish!" "Most importantly she is a lovely lady with a full body of unfertilized eggs!

"You're mad at me?" Lawne snorted angrily, "Can a fish help us get out of danger?" ”

"Just wait and see." Brant pressed the mouth of the air fish and squeezed it hard at the air plug under the tail, and the whole fish inflated instantly with a "bang", expanding like a round ball, "Fly higher!" The prince looked down from the clouds, and a dozen dragon-winged angels chased after him, like flies that smelled of meat.

Brant threw the air fish head-on at the highest point that Lau could reach, and then shot his bow as fast as he could, and the snow-white feathered arrows quickly caught up with the air fish, and with a bang, countless raindrop-sized salt-soaked eggs sprayed on the faces of those dragon-winged angels! The salt rain that fell from the sky burned them and fled one after another, and the pursuit team was disbanded for a while, and the two of them were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yo roar!" Raun let out a cheerful chirp, "Rejoice! Yours is it! ”

"Now, go back to the city!" Brandt was concerned about Elia's safety, and he didn't dare to stay for a moment.

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