The flames are rolling, and the Gem River is already a sea of fire!

In the middle of the explosion, the dragon Iolet wailed, dragged to the bottom of a dark river by countless chains and the battleship he had destroyed, and was finally swallowed up by the smoke and water, and disappeared.

If he goes straight to the flagship, then even if the elven prince's plan succeeds, Iolit still has a chance to escape;

If it weren't for the fact that the battleship was not entangled in chains and blocked the ferry, then the dragon with its wings spread had every time to dodge the explosion;

If Eolit only strafs with dragon fire in the air, then it must be the flagship of the Little Prince who finishes first;

If it weren't at the mouth of the Gem River, even if it sank to the bottom, the depth of the Gem River would not be enough to drown a dragon;

If......

There are no ifs.

There was no longer a shadow of the dragon on the burning river, and only a sea of burning fire remained, and the wreckage of the battleship burned in the flames.

"Puff ——!"

On a shore near the city wall, a wet figure suddenly broke through the water, embarrassed like a fish on the shore, fell straight to the ground, and then fell to the ground on its back, gasping for breath, and its chest rose and fell violently.

"Ah——!h Call... Call... Whew......"

The trembling elven prince looked up at the sky with his arms outstretched, and lay down on the muddy beachhead. Breathing heavily, his body was still trembling.

Come alive... I came back to life.

The moment he leaped into the water, the whole world seemed to slow down - the little prince, whose pupils had shrunk, saw the fire gushing from the dragon's throat, and saw the flagship detonated by the dragon flame at his side.

He saw the ignited water, the flames covering the river unhurriedly before his eyes.

It's just a little bit there... If you don't jump off the boat decisively, as long as you dive to the bottom of the water for a few seconds at night, the flagship that has turned into a fireball will swallow itself together, and there will be no slag left in the fire!

But there is no if-and-go in this world, and you win your bet...... It turns out that the guardian of the Empire, the dragon... It's not invincible, as long as you use your brain and a little luck, you can still win!

And he is the first dragon slayer of the Azorean kingdom!

"Hey, hey, hey... Hey... Hey, hey, hey... Heha......haha

Although he was wet and shivering in the cold wind, the little prince couldn't help but laugh proudly, and his expression was like... Well, it's like someone who has just cleared the game.

The thrill of life and death, powerful and challenging enemies, monsters that are almost impossible to defeat, the game of inner choices and decisions again and again, and endless accidents and surprises......

I love this game so much!

With a long sigh of relief, the little prince who got up from the ground and shrunk into a ball still laughed "hehe", because he was shivering from the cold, so that his twitching smiling face looked more like a ghost animal.

"Smack!"

Until a sharp blade smashed into his shoulder.

The little prince, who restrained his smile, slowly looked back, and the black-haired wizard with an expressionless face was standing behind him with the "Dawn" sword on his shoulder, panting.

"Don't you think it's too early to laugh so happily?"

Pursing the corners of his mouth, the little prince pressed the blade with two fingers and moved it in the direction of the outside of his neck: "On the contrary, I think now is the time to be proud, Duke Loren Turin." ”

Leaving behind a certain elven girl who took the opportunity to escape, there was no threat to speak of, and the black-haired wizard was still a step too late... But he still intercepted a certain elven prince who got carried away, I don't know if it was a blessing in misfortune.

"Maybe you haven't noticed, but in fact, the battle for Ebolden is moving towards the end I designed. ”

"Including being hacked to death by my sword?" Loren sneered, full of irony.

"Of course not. Turning around, the smile on the little prince's face became even stronger: "In the ending I have arranged, I defeated the dragon and razed Ebolden to the ground - the port, the walls, the streets, the towers... There is nothing left. ”

"And you... My friend, who will flee the city with the last remnants of the defeated army, now seems to be not far from my goal. ”

"Twenty days, um... A little sooner than expected, I'm amazing!"

As if he didn't care about the threat in front of him, the expression on the little prince's face became more and more vivid and exciting.

"Really?"

The black-haired wizard sneered, and the "bright silver" in his hand suddenly erupted with gray-blue sword light—the sudden sword light tore through the little prince's cloak and armor, and blood gushed from his shoulder.

"Bell!"

The elven prince, who had retreated half a step, finally drew his saber at the last moment, blocking the sword that was about to slash, but the splatters of blood still stained most of his body and cheeks near his left shoulder.

Only the slightly ghostly smile is still the same.

"It's so dangerous, it's really just a little bit... hiss......" The little prince couldn't help but smile bitterly as he pulled the corners of his mouth in pain, and his face became more and more pale: "I thought I could at least block your sword, but it seems to be too self-righteous......"

"But it's fine, because you're not going to kill me. ”

"Your Highness Rodria, you are truly confident. The indifferent Loren gradually narrowed his eyes, and his voice became more and more eerie: "If I were you, I wouldn't be so confident......"

"Stop——!!!!"

A few exclamations sounded around the riverside, and looking at the little prince with an unchanged face, the black-haired wizard looked sideways slightly—more than a dozen equally embarrassed elven warriors had appeared around him and the little prince, holding down the hilt of the knife and not daring to step forward.

Of course, just a dozen samurai didn't stop him, and more importantly, the chief of the imperial court... The elven siblings of the Zad family were also inside, staring at themselves nervously.

Trouble......

It's not that they're afraid of them - in a sense, they should have been scared of themselves - it's just that it's not the right time.

After holding on for so long, his body is at the limit, and if he continues to fight, he will really have to open the valve, and at this time, he will throw himself such two difficult enemies......

"Give a suggestion and let them get closer next time. ”

Although it was troublesome, Loren still had a disdainful indifference: "At this distance, don't expect anyone to save you." ”

"Oh...... No, no, no, my friend, you misunderstood. The little prince who was bleeding still smiled: "They are not here to stop you, they are just to prevent you from making certain emotional decisions." ”

"As I said, you're not going to kill me... Because you don't have that time. ”

Looking at his confident expression, Loren couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Look at your expression... You don't think I'm really unprepared to attack a 'wizard's city like Eberden with my own army, do you?)" The little prince laughed, probably because of the excessive blood loss, and his voice became a lot weaker, not as arrogant as before:

"If it's my brothers, maybe... But I didn't, I decided to attack the city after I had all the information I could get. ”

"This is a city of wizards, she is fragile but she is valuable, and she can resist more than I can imagine... Well, that's right, maybe you don't believe me when I say that, but what about ......"

"Whether it's the chains that hold back the sea, the iron locks that barre the river, the sewers, the ice barriers, or even your bizarre projectile weapons......"

"If I say, I expected it from the beginning... Would you believe it?"

Looking at his confident expression, the black-haired wizard suddenly had a bad premonition.

"So... If you try to think about the bloody battles between us these days, the corpses are scattered all over the city filled with the power of the Void and the remnants of the Void, and with the desperate squandering of both of us, these forces not only do not decrease, but tend to increase......"

"What will happen if this continues?"

The little prince tried to widen his eyes, staring at Loren with "curiosity".

Loren was shocked inwardly.

He—Is he supposed to be thinking......

"I don't know if anything like this has ever happened in the Empire, but in the Kingdom of the Azores... Such disasters have become as common as hurricanes, volcanic eruptions, and floods. The little prince, who did not notice the change in the black-haired wizard, continued to smile and said:

"Because... The misuse of the power of the Void and the war have led to such things as mass corpse mutinies and evil god puppets - what a horror, isn't it, monsters hiding in another world, no longer thinking of invading our world all the time. ”

"So... I'll make it easy for them, and if nothing else, the man who has been killed again and again by you and the dragon must have done his job......, right?"

"Poof——!

Without warning, the gray-blue sword slashed abruptly, and at the same time as the little prince's blade was swung open, it also directly disemboweled—the bleeding wound stretched from his shoulder to his right waist.

"His Royal Highness ——?!!! Rodria"

The exclamations of the elven warriors sounded in his ears, and a "light sword" struck directly at the black-haired wizard's side, and the stunned little prince didn't even have time to resist before he was kicked in the chest by the indifferent black-haired wizard.

"Poof!"

With the crisp sound of falling water, the little prince who was bleeding profusely sank directly to the bottom of the Gem River.

"Bell!"

With a backhand sword, he blocked the incoming blade, and the black-haired wizard threw down the enemy regardless of it, turned around and ran wildly.

The elven warriors behind him hurriedly went into the water to salvage their prince, but there were also a few who were chasing after the Duke of Byrne, who wanted to stop the "escape".

"Come back, don't chase anymore!"

Seeing that it hadn't run far yet, Anson Zade, the chief wizard of the Imperial Court, hurriedly stopped them: "Now His Royal Highness the Prince is the first!"

"But ......"

Several warriors were still a little unconvinced, and before they could speak, the elf boy swept a "light sword" at their feet with a backhand, staring at them coldly: "No, but!"

"Remember, we are proud Azorean warriors, and Azorean warriors put obedience and loyalty first, don't assert themselves......!

After a pause, the elf boy looked at the black-haired wizard's distant figure, his gaze was very complicated:

"Duke Byrne... He won't live long either. ”

......................................................

Bang——!

As soon as Loren crossed a ruin, the sound of the ruins collapsing could be heard around him, and one after another, unsightly, bloody figures crawled out of the rubble.

The blood sacrifice has begun!

Gritting his teeth, the black-haired wizard lowered his head and continued to run in the direction of the wizard tower.

There were no less than 20,000 remnants of the army in Ebolden, and tens of thousands of people who had not been completely evacuated—so many people were still mainly civilians, and the speed of retreat could not be very fast, at least half a day.

And it seems that this blood sacrifice is completed, and it will not take half a day for the birth of the evil god puppet.

Even though several years have passed, Loren still remembers the "blood sacrifice" of Ebolden - that time, even if it was specially arranged by Corona and "monitored all the way" to ensure that it would not spread, it still easily destroyed half of Ebolden, and tens of thousands of civilians became monsters like the living dead.

And this time, it is clear that the little prince will never be as "kind" as Corona, as can be seen from the fact that he has withdrawn his troops from the city one after another......

If he guessed correctly, his plan should be to let the evil god go to the shell to slaughter the Ebolden soldiers and civilians who had no time to retreat from behind, and then send an elite samurai to block the retreat road in front.

In the dilemma, the unorganized civilians will surely immediately fall into panic and turmoil, and become rabbits to be slaughtered, and the army caught in it will not only be unable to retreat, but even impossible to organize a defense because there are so many civilians around them.

Therefore, he must rush back to the Wizard Tower before it is completely completed, organize the defense of the army and wizards who have not been fully evacuated, and at the same time find a way to inform the Crimson Dragon Grum who went to contain the harbor fleet to buy time for the evacuation.

Time, time, time... What is most lacking now is time!

Just when Loren's mind was in a mess, a bloody figure staggered closer to him, and raised the long knife in his hand stiffly and quickly.

"Bell ——!"

When the blades collided, the black-haired wizard did not hesitate to dodge, dodging the opponent's second knife, and the next second, the position he was standing on was covered with ice and snow.

"Ahh Yes... Yes... Uh......h Ah......h

With a roar in his throat, the convulsive Overseer's chief "Eugen" jumped up again and struck Loren, dragging his tattered long knife and even more tattered body.

"Bell!"

Another knife, this time Loren did not dodge, but parried while a "Force Impact", directly hitting "Eugen" in the chest.

"! I don't have time to deal with you right now!"

Looking at the figure that flew out like a cannonball, Loren, who had a hideous expression, endured the temples that were jumping more and more violently, and with a "pop!", his left hand snapped his fingers lightly.

A high-level spell, the fire of Turin.

"Boom ——!!!!"