On the edge of the silent lake, two simple tents were stationed, and a trace of white smoke still scattered from the charred firewood pile, wafting with the morning dew. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Xin and Phantom each slept in a simple tent, lying down leisurely. At this moment, Xin turned his bulky body to the side with his eyes closed, and in a daze, as if he noticed that something was wrong, he sat up suddenly, "Where's Elric!?" The phantom was woken up by this shout, sat up, rubbed his eyes and looked over, "What are you doing?" "Well, Elric he's gone." Xin looked at her with a chubby face, "What!?" The girl suddenly came to her senses, looked around, and found no sign of anyone, except for one or two birds drinking by the lake. Phantom stood up suddenly, "Oh no, will he go back to Tekken Fortress?!" "It's possible." Xin pondered and pulled out the bamboo pole that was attached to the tent and tied to the wine gourd. "Let's go back and find it!" The phantom said, and immediately ran to the depths of the woods, Xin saw that the phantom disappeared so suddenly, a little panicked, and hurriedly shouted, "Eh~! Wait until I'm packing up! He hurriedly wrapped the tent in a cloth bag, and hurried after the phantom.

And in Lirenia, the people did not seem to know what was happening on the desert border, and they were doing their own thing leisurely, and the sun was gentle on the faces of the passers-by, so that the cries that sounded everywhere also brought a touch of warmth, but a few soldiers hurried towards the place of the palace, and from time to time gave way to the pedestrians in front of them, and they were followed by two soldiers, dressed in red cloaks, who were actually from Shajiaban—the two of them had been sent to report that Iron Fist had been attacked.

・・・・・・ "What! Dinas jumped up from his seat, the wine glass on the side was almost knocked off by his mistake, and he asked the two soldiers of the Shajiaban with a look of disbelief, "Iron Fist Fortress is being attacked by a combination of jackals and bandits?!" "Yes! The situation is urgent, please ask His Royal Highness the Prince to rescue quickly! A soldier from the Shajiaban knelt down on one knee and said, then pursed his lips that had not drunk water for a few days, and Dinas saw this, and hurriedly motioned to the attendants on the side to pour two glasses of water for them, "Slow! A majestic male voice came, followed by a man in a purple magic robe who walked in from outside, unlike Verznan, he didn't wear a purple hood, his black hair was all upright, and he held a staff in his right hand, and the crystal ball on it was an ethereal purple, "No need." He said slowly, stroking the crystal ball with his left hand, Dinas was silent, he knew what the person in front of him was going to do, "No need to go?!" And our lord and people there! "Those two soldiers of Shajiaban are on fire, thinking that this is simply ignoring the life and death of the people! However, before the words fell, the crystal ball emitted a strong purple light, covering everything around it, like a stereoscopic projection, wrapping everyone present in a fantasy, which cannot be called fantasy, that is the current situation of the Iron Fist Fortress:

In front of the ruined city wall, the corpses of soldiers and gnoll robbers covered the endless sand, the stone statue in the center of the Iron Fist Square had been destroyed, the carved hammer lay quietly on the ground, and a soldier from Shajiaban fell on top of the corpses of a group of gnolls and robbers, and the blood-red cloak was stained with sand and fluttering in the wind・・・・・・

As the image was retracted, the two soldiers of the Shajiaban had already burst into tears, and Dinas's expression became solemn, "Magnus, according to your image, the Iron Fist Fortress City is broken, which means that Elric is also..." Magnus nodded with a little sadness on his face, "No! No, the lord of the city will not die! The two soldiers of the Shajia class shouted in unison! Dead or not, it's not up to you to decide. Another voice came, and I saw Weiznan slowly move in, and then Illidan's anxious figure also rushed in. Brother! Magnus was surprised, "You've come back from your practice?" Weiznan nodded, his purple hood covering his face so tightly that he couldn't see any of his expressions. Illidan, how's it going? Dinas asked, meaning to ask him about the Elven Forest. Illidan exhaled, "Thanks to the help of Master Weiznan, my people have been safely evacuated, and I brought them back with the group of soldiers who came to the rescue, and now they are settled in the eastern city of Lirenia. "Yes." Dinas promised, "Your sister has gone nowhere, and she will be back in a while, don't worry." ”

"Your Royal Highness! Please avenge our Shajiaban! The two soldiers from the Shajiaban pleaded. Looking at Dinas with a determined gaze, the prince did not answer, thinking, "Your Highness Dinas, we can't sit still!" Magnus stood by in solidarity, and Weiznan raised his head, looked at his brother, and quietly exited the hall himself. Dinath, the Twilight Elves have rebelled, and we Elves need your help. Dinas looked up and glanced around the crowd, nodding his head twice cautiously, "Yes." Then he walked out of the hall and towards the southern gate, and Illidan followed quietly without speaking. In the noisy streets, people stopped what they were doing and curiously followed the footsteps of His Royal Highness the Prince to the South City Gate. Dinas climbed onto the high platform where the sword of the Ancestor King was attached, turned to look at his people, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and jerked hard! "Secondary Cause (Onomatopoeia)" The long sword was drawn up, shining with a metallic luster in the sunlight. The crowd behind him immediately understood that this move meant the beginning of the war! "Fellow citizens!" Dinas said to the people behind him, sword in hand, "The darkness has once again invaded the light, and the murderous enemy has reimagined the sins of twenty years ago. Innocent beings are dying, including our Elric..." He paused and looked at the two soldiers of the Shajiaban, "The claws of darkness continue to do evil, how can the Holy Sword of Light fall like this?!" The hateful enemy is constantly attacking, how can we live comfortably like this!? Maybe tomorrow, the enemy will come here and enslave you and me, but will we surrender? "No!" The crowd shouted, and Dinas continued, "They're coming, we're only flesh and blood!" They come to fight, we only have knives and swords! We're going to defend this land, we're going to defend this city! Let them see that the offspring of heroes are not bears! From today onwards, we will not be passively beaten! Starting today, we will take the initiative! For the faith in the heart! With that, Dinas raised his sword in the air, and the crowd shouted in indignation, "Flory! ”・・・・・・

At the elves of the East City, Illidan came to the place where he had settled temporarily, and Aurelia was already there to look after them. The elves stood up and looked at Illidan, "Brother! Aurelia ran over and hugged Illidan with tears in her eyes, "It's good you're okay." "Well, I'm worried about you." Illidan said with a smile, letting go of her gently and turning to the elves, "As you can see, the dark forces are invading again, and we can't hold back any longer. He lowered his head and paused, then looked up and said, "I need warriors!" As soon as he finished speaking, an elf stood up, "I'll go with you!" "Me too." "And me!" "I can't take it anymore!" Illidan watched more and more of his people stand up, and he felt especially relieved, "Count me in!" "An old elf stood up tremblingly on crutches, no one laughed, no one spoke, Illidan looked at the elves in front of him as if they were at home, and nodded incessantly, maybe after the war, there were few people who could stand." Don't forget me. Aurelia reminded from the side. Illidan smiled and didn't speak. Everyone in the Imperial City is ambitious and vows to serve their homeland! Dinas also sent signal corps to the cities to defend their faith!

The phantom scurried through the woods, swiftly flashing over one obstructive tree after another, and a thousand meters behind him, Xin panted after the phantom. The two of them were getting closer and closer to the Iron Fist Fortress, but they didn't know that they were getting farther and farther away from Elric.

A dozen gnolls were escorting dozens of unarmed workers from various tribes captives on the desert towards the Iron Fist Fortress, where they were to carry something of value. A big black man stopped, pursed his lips, and looked at the blazing sun above his head, his upper body exposed, and sweat continued to drip down his black skin. "Marik, keep up!" The man in front of him shouted at him, and as soon as he turned around, a gnolll poked him in the back, "Kucha! Come on! Malik had no choice but to keep going.

It seems that the darkness is like this wind and sand, enveloping people in it, but at least justice is beginning to roar, and hope is gradually appearing in front of people. (Thank you for your support)

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