The sound of icicles cracking and collapsing, shattering, seemed to fall into the depths of the hearts of everyone who witnessed this scene.

What they saw was the young man with the staff in his hand, standing alone in the center of the battlefield, radiating a steady stream of light from the crystal of the staff's head, reflecting patches of ice blue color, rising from under the ground, and the servants of the Great Elemental Envoy were slowly walking towards the Grey Knight with heavy steps, on the trembling ground.

The knights involuntarily raised their heads, and in the depths of their eyes of different colors, these tall colossal statues were reflected, and they were juxtaposed with each other, like a marching wall of ice.

They slowly retreated.

And the ice giant raised his giant claws and struck down with a palm, and with a loud bang, the knights fell one after another. These elemental creatures of more than twenty levels, with just one blow, caused the front on the side of the Crow's Claw Temple to scatter violently.

It seems that for a while, the entire frontal battlefield is full of the figures of these tall elemental creatures, although they are not indestructible, every time they advance, they fall, and collapse into a piece of broken ice, but in exchange, they are all the defense lines of the Divine Guardian Knights, and they are retreating step by step in the flickering white light.

At that moment, even onlookers could see that the scales of victory were tipping in favor of one side of the battlefield.

Without a follow-up, the situation in the Ravental Temple is already precarious. This is evidenced by the tall ice giants that slowly toppled the icicles and shook off the snow as the wind blew out of the cracks.

The frontal breakout has been blocked.

The light of the torches on both sides of the forest had overflowed the edge of the valley floor, like two tides crashing together. It seemed like a long time had passed at that moment, but in fact, it was just an instant, and under the surprise, the gray knights and mercenaries on both wings fell as if they had been swept into a torrent.

In contrast to the frontal stalemate, on both flanks of the battlefield, the battle between the redeemed and the mercenaries became almost instantaneous. With nearly twice the strength of the enemy on the battlefield, the Redeemed Ones quickly gained the upper hand, causing the wings of the Ravental Sanctuary to crumble.

The mercenaries were already a little shaken, and there was a gray color in the eyes of the Grey Knight - these ice colossias were not invincible, but the chances of breaking through this line in a short time were slim.

But they may still have a bargaining chip, and people can't help but look at the man in the center of the battlefield - it's just that Bard Black Feather is holding a sword at the moment, and he looks silent.

He looked at the scene in front of him, faintly felt an aura from those colossal statues, and his brows couldn't help but furrow a little.

The caretaker had only recovered a hint of familiarity from his memories long ago, but it was not a very human method. "Elodar-Dawn...... Marland. He whispered the name, a faint glint in his eyes.

Here they are, saints of Aitalia.

He raised his head and stared at the starlight in the sky, one of which seemed to penetrate the layers of dark clouds, shimmering with a dark red brilliance.

That time has come—

He slowly turned his head, his gaze seemed to fade from color and turn gray, and raised his sword:

"Ready, attack with me."

The knights of the guards beside him bowed their heads and stroked their chests, and agreed together.

……

The silence in the live broadcast room at the moment symbolizes the surprise in people's hearts.

Most people have a hint of surprise in their eyes, perhaps they did not expect that they would have the opportunity to witness such a wonderful battle in the first world. This excitement does not come from the evenly matched between the two sides, or the deathmatch after repeated tug-of-war, and the unexpected tactics shown.

It's just that many people looked at the young people in the middle of the battlefield, and they were all exchanging opinions in their hearts at the moment.

Ritual spells, unexpected combat talents, naturalists - and the most famous guardian knights of the Third Division. It's been a long time since they've seen a good newcomer from among the Free Elect, and maybe once in a decade, one or two, familiar names.

But how can there be so many?

What kind of legendary experience does this small group called the Seven Seas Brigade have?

Perhaps these young people are far from having much strength at the moment, and they are not worth mentioning compared to those truly top legends, and even the potential contained in them has yet to be verified by time.

But just such a battle at the moment was enough to shock people, and when they watched those few people block the army of gray knights, the trembling feeling that rose in their hearts was indescribable. How many days ago was the last time they witnessed such a fascinating picture?

Five years, ten years? Or is it the 'dynasty' era of the third division twice?

And the stars that twinkled in the night sky in that era were already familiar to people, and they could even whisper those names one by one.

It was the time of the dawn -

People watched the scene in silence, and even noticed some details that ordinary people did not notice.

The sound of fighting is shaking through the forest-

Mixed in the crowd, the officials of the alliance only came to their senses at this moment.

He seemed to have realized that if they couldn't break through, they would be dead. But he couldn't believe that one of the four caretakers of the Lord of the Storm, all the forces gathered here in the Ravental Sanctuary around the Ancient Tower, was no match for a rabble?

In a hurry, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the shoulder of the young man next to him: "Go help them!" ”

Ruoshui was looking at it with relish, and couldn't help but be startled, and when he turned around, he couldn't help but show a look of embarrassment on his face: "Director, the above didn't let us interfere." ”

"That's because they don't know what's going on here," the other party's face was a little distorted, and he tried to raise his voice: "It's the people of the Ravenclaw Temple who are too underestimated, but we must not let those people go away with this shit luck, what are they, they are just a plate of loose sand, why are we opponents?" ”

Ruoshui was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but look in that direction.

He seemed to be somewhat convinced.

Indeed, as a newcomer who came out of the Flor Descent Academy, he looked down on these non-professional people in his heart, saying that they were drafters, but in fact, they were just a waste of places. Of course, there are only a few geniuses in this society, and he can fully understand this:

Most people do nothing, but they are mediocre and self-righteous, which is a bit despicable.

That's why he hates amateurism.

He shook his head inwardly, but at least he was still humble on his face: "I'll try as much as I can." ”

He had witnessed the entire battle before, and the other party's performance was naturally in his eyes, although the ritual spell was wonderful, it was not the strength of one person after all.

Of course, he knew the strength of a high-level spellcaster, he had fought with some of the elites in the guild, and experienced the horror of such a battle, but he didn't believe that these people also had such strength.

How many more of these casters are there among the descendants of Flor? That's either a top genius, even more than himself, or a veteran who has accumulated experience over the years, but the other party is obviously not counted.

And the spellcasters outside often have a common problem, they are too dependent on their teammates, they have more than enough offense, and they can't defend, and once they are close, they often can't play one out of ten percent of their strength.

He has played against many of these unremarkable opponents, and compared to the truly top players, they have less experience in dealing with them with composure and composure.

Ruoshui pulled out the dagger and bit it in his mouth, lightly touched the earrings with his other hand, and raised his head to look in that direction.

He lowered his eyelids, having analyzed the video before, and the other party had performed very well against his fellow spellcasting class, but judging from his performance at the time, he still looked a little rusty, and he thought that he should be able to get it in one hit.

…… As for the Ice Colossus, it's just a fancy burden.

The rest is the fat man beside the other party, Ruoshui thought silently, analyzing every pros and cons.

The Iron Guard, who has been widely praised in the community, but in his opinion, is nothing more than that, maybe he really has some ability, but the level is too low. If you are promoted to a dozen levels and have a few years of actual combat experience, it may be worth watching, but at that time, how can you be your current self?

With that in mind, he took one last look at the edge of the forest, where he was the only one he feared.

The first guardian knight from the third division, a student of Sacred September, had only recently obtained the title of rookie king, and although he was not afraid of the other party, he also did not think that he could easily escape from the other party.

However, after calculating the distance, Ruoshui put his mind at ease again, the guardian knight is not known for his speed, and the other party may not be able to catch up. Not to mention the four knights of the Storm Lord brought by Bard Black Feather, one of whom was fighting each other.

After making up his mind, he nodded, jumped to his feet, and without hiding his form, rushed straight in the direction of the ice giants.

As everyone was retreating, a cold light from the dagger in the young man's mouth attracted everyone's attention. Luo Yu also looked in that direction, and suddenly realized something in his heart, "People of the Flor Descendants. Luo Hao's eyes were calm, and he replied in a deep voice.

Bard Black Feather and his Guards Knights are gradually turning the tide on the battlefield, and although they have not yet opened a gap in the frontal front, the situation on the battlefield is already tense.

"What are you going to do?"

"Can you stop them?" Luo Hao asked again.

Luo Yu stared in that direction, silent and silent.

But only among the electors can you find a master of this age, but those shadows lurking in the crowd, which side do they come from?

Ruoshui quickly noticed that someone was acting with him—he turned around and saw the shadows that flashed through the array of gray knights, they were definitely not the knights of the other party, and the other party's movements were almost always careful.

There was a faint glint in his eyes, and he suddenly realized something, the familiar route and movement—it was the people of the BBK and the Icon Guild, and he remembered that he had worked with them.

The Descendants of Flor even have other men here.

However, he laughed and secretly ridiculed the Jeffrey Redcoats after all, and on the surface they said that they would not participate in the war, but in fact they had increased their personnel.

He didn't quite know why these people didn't intervene directly in this battle, but they were just some free electees, he didn't know anything about what happened to Elpahim and Gula, but when he saw these people, he was sure in his heart.

Now that the Jeffrey Redcoats have made a move, their private actions are nothing.

A shadow crossed in front of him, and the boy didn't look in that direction with a dagger in his mouth, but only leaped suddenly, and one turned and staggered with the giant claws of the ice giant.

The opponent missed, and then turned around awkwardly, but the former had already landed on the ground and shot forward with an arrow. In that direction, two more ice giants surrounded and flew together, but the boy had already turned into a streamer and flashed out from between the ice giants that crashed to the ground.

He rolled to his feet, looked up, and saw that only the Iron Guards of the Redeemed were waiting in front of him.

The other party was erecting a large shield and trying to surround him. But Ruoshui only smiled at these people, reached out and touched his earrings, and his figure suddenly turned into a shadow, passing through the crowd that surrounded him.

But as soon as the black mist turned into a human form again, as soon as he landed, he looked back and saw that the Iron Guards had not even had time to react. In that direction, several gray shadows also crossed the line and came in this direction.

"The movements are not slow, and the people of Jeffreyt haven't been abandoned for half a year."

He secretly sighed, and then turned around.

But suddenly, Ruoshui was stunned.

That naturalist's spell has not died.

The glacier still stretched across the battlefield, and although most of the glaciers had already collapsed, some remnants still existed between the towering ice walls. Above the faint blue ice, under the gaze of the young man, between the dark and dull shadows, there seemed to be a dark red light—

What is that?

Bard Black Feather slashed open an ice colossus with a single sword, and watched it split in two, slowly slipping and falling. But suddenly, a subtle feeling flashed in his heart, and he involuntarily stopped, raised his head and looked in one direction.

However, in the field of vision, only rows of ice giants gathered in this direction - it seemed that he had single-handedly attracted the attention of all the ice giants and won a chance for the gray knights in other directions to break through - but the caretaker did not have the slightest sense of relief in his heart, and even faintly felt a little uneasy.

Above the community, people finally reacted:

"It's the Chosen One!"

"Rainbow Alliance or Flor's descendants?"

"Didn't they say they wouldn't go to war?"

"Hmph, don't you know what virtues these grand guilds have, don't forget the Holy Covenant Mountain."

"There is a lot of chaos on Covenant Hill than there is now, and this conflict may not even catch up with the White City Rebellion."

"That being said, these young people seem to be winning......"

"That's not necessarily, the alliance has made a move."

"What's that?"

Suddenly, someone reminded me in the live broadcast room.

In an instant, all sounds seemed to die down.

Ruoshui was also turning away, looking at the light reflected in his eyes with some surprise.

In fact, few people noticed that there was another person there—

In fact, only a few people's eyes fell on the box from the beginning.

Stray horses are one of them.

He was staring at the black-clad young man, who was silently looking at the enemy in front of him, his clothes fluttering in the wind and snow, and between the low brim of his hat and his collar, only a pair of dull and glowing eyes were left in his face—and the light in those eyes was only reflected in the hand holding the sword, and the blade of the sword was drawn inch by inch.

He remembered that he seemed to have seen this young man—

It was a long time ago, when he went to meet a friend named Lonely White on Fenris Island, and he remembered meeting this young man in the other team. What is the name of that guild, it seems to be the rain-listener.

'Bang'.

He snapped the pencil in his hand in two, and the only clue that was lost on the entire chain was finally recovered by him.

Sure enough, the Seven Seas Brigade had been to Fenris Island.

"Who are you?"

Ruoshui looked at the other party and asked.

But the box was silent and did not intend to answer the other party.

In his hand, all he had was the blade, the crow feathers on it, the dark red gems, the inscriptions carved on the blade, and the silver-rimmed gloves, and the five fingers that were gradually clenched. The pitch-black sword body was as cold as a pool, and the flickering light was like a deep gem, reflecting the dancing flames, as if plucking the strings in the depths of everyone's heart.

The blade trembled slightly, and at the moment it was unsheathed, it drew an elegant half-arc, with a dark red light, piercing everyone's sight.

The sword?

Bard Black Feather jerked off his mount and slashed at the Ice Giant in front of him with a single sword, looking in that direction with an unbelievable glint in his eyes.

Everyone in the community felt a slight swelling in their hearts.

Even the wandering horse instinctively felt the extraordinaryness of the sword, and he seemed to be able to feel the chill conveyed from the sword outside the screen.

He couldn't help but shake his head and probed his heart with his hand, wondering if he had rested too late today, so that he had hallucinations. But in fact, he was not alone, most of the people who noticed this scene, whether in this world or outside this world, had a throbbing in their hearts.

In the silence of the woodland, Mia was watching this scene with a slight surprise.

She couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Did anyone see that?" And inside the channel, someone is asking.

The box magic sword is unsheathed, pointing the tip of the sword at the opponent.

Ruoshui involuntarily took the dagger from his mouth, held it in his hand, and took a cautious step back, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

And under his gaze, there was a sudden commotion in the forest in the distance, and only a shrill sound was heard from the pine forest there.

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