It was dim and floating in the mist, but empty. The distant firelight turned the gray mist orange and shimmered on the steel shell of Orfen. Fang Yu stood on the side of the tall structure, the alarm in his heart was abrupt, a gray shadow emerged from behind him, under the gray cloth turban, a pair of cold eyes, like a lone wolf, the pupils burned with a ghostly fire, the hand was like a withered branch, holding a scimitar, and the green tendons appeared on it.

Fang Yuan's ears twitched slightly, and he heard the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air. At that moment, darkness appeared in his mind, like a thousand stars pouring down from the firmament, and from his eyes—the dark sacrifice of the lizardman, now showing its power in him—and before the thin blade parted the flesh of his back, he unconsciously slid to the side. The sand thief king Mahazar was bound to get a knife, but he turned to the side, only cutting off the corner of his magic furnace, and the copper and iron shell was shattered in an instant, making a sound like breaking ice.

He rolled forward, but when he got up from the ground, the hot pain in his back made him unable to get up at one time, and he couldn't help but snort. The Magic Blade in Mahazar's hand, known as 'Frost Eater', is forged from the fangs of the Ice Wolf and covered with Ice Gems, which are matched by the Magic Furnace. Fang Yu looked up at the cold and shining blade, and reached out to reach back, his palms were full of blood, red like fire, and covered with a layer of ice slag.

The communication crystal was tied to his wrist, and the blood dripped on the black and heavy crystal, crystal clear, and froze in an instant. He opened his mouth to shout, but the king of the sand thieves could not be struck, and immediately pulled back, like a phantom, silently disappearing into the twilight. Fang Yu missed the opportunity and had to shut his mouth again.

There was a rustling sound behind him, and Fang Yu stretched out his right hand, and the blood in his palm invaded the cloth and slid over the metal hand armor. Then Alphen squeaked across the spear, the tip of which slashed the mist, and the mist swirled around it. 'Dang, dang' two sharp sounds, two claw spears hit the spear one after the other, sparks flew everywhere, and the missile flew away.

Fang Yu didn't look back, as if he had eyes behind his back, and on his slightly childish face at the moment, the lenses of the goggles refracted cold light. Not far away, a silver light swiped in the darkness, and it sank into the mist with a hum.

Two sand lizards and the knight on their backs appeared behind the mist, followed by more figures, the sound of ringarmoured colliding from behind the mist. Fang Yu gave an order in his heart, and behind him, Alphen turned his spear, slowly facing the sand thieves, holding a large shield as high as a wall, and with a loud bang, the corner of the shield was pressed into the ground.

The suspension mechanism moved down layer by layer, the giant pressed down the center of gravity under a trombone, and the high-temperature steam spewed out above the body like a cloud, it set up its spear with a 'click', and under the black iron barrier, two pairs of lapis and green stone eyes stared coldly at the enemy. The sand thief let out a low inhalation, and before he could fight, the tall giant was truly intimidating.

But Fang Yu understood that he couldn't deter these people for too long.

A vague voice came from behind the mist: "He's not strong, up!" ”

It was Mahazar's voice, and that voice was erratic, carefully hiding his location. The king of the sand thieves was not afraid of the Fang Yuan, but he was afraid of the chilling arrow behind him, and he knew that the other party was looking for his whereabouts, so he was careful not to expose himself to others.

But he still underestimated his opponent, or rather, underestimated the petty means of the Elector.

"He's right in front of you." Ye Hua's subtle voice came from the crystal.

Fang Yu's heart sank, and the sound positioning transmitted back by the communication crystal was almost the same as that of the underworld and R. Madam Hades wasn't surprised, but did this mean that he was on the same level as the Spire Elector?

What kind of existence is the cheap teacher that I got by accident?

"Need to confirm the location further?" He asked.

"Remember the lightning bolt from before?"

Fang Yuan bowed his head, understanding that the other party was looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow. The communication between the two at the system level did not really turn into a sound and reached the ears of others, but was completed only in the flash of their hearts.

The sand pirates were instructed by Mahazar, brandished their scimitars in their hands, let out a strange roar in the wind, and rode forward. But Fang Yu ignored everything behind him, and only stood against the tall structure, his right hand clenched into a fist and stretched out, and then slowly opened his five fingers: Orfen opened his big shield with a 'bang', and behind the shield, a silver light flickered, and silver swarms roared and formed a formation side by side.

They spread their shells like silver wings, glittering, revealing the hideous spikes beneath them, and the cold light on the spikes was a sign of danger. This scene was stunned into the eyes of the thieves, who subconsciously tightened the reins, and made the sand lizard stop, the knight leaning back, the whip tail, and the stunned look, that moment was like a frozen picture.

The next moment, a burst of fire erupted, a huge roar mixed with swirling projectiles, flashing in the clouds, and the lead bullets clanged like a torrential rain on the black ring armor. The sand lizard jumped to its feet, flipped the knight off its back, lost its master's mount, and fled.

There are also unlucky eggs, who happened to be hit by the front door while overturning and dismounting for the sand lizard, and a blur of flesh and blood, and they immediately choked. And more sand thieves, wielding the scimitar in their hands, clanged and bounced off the lead bullets, and immediately found that the attack power was not strong. Some of them abandoned their frightened mounts and slashed forward, and after a round of silver moon, the silver wasp in mid-air immediately shattered.

Silver shards, falling into the soft sand.

The sand thieves tore through the defenses and killed them in a rage. The tall giants resemble windmills and wield spears, but the sand thieves are still able to find a breakthrough between their attacks with ease. Beyond the last line of defense, in front of them, there was almost the somewhat immature young alchemist.

Fang Yu was opening his right arm, and three silver rays of light in the darkness swept through a circular arc, sweeping from the front of the right. They swept through the second round, stretched thirty feet forward, circled around, and swept through the third. A trace of cold light appeared in Fang Yuan's eyes, like a brilliance blooming in the dark, and the first ray opened the dawn.

The stars and moon fall in the west, and the east fades white.

"Found you." The corners of his mouth curled up at a smug angle.

Cautious to his surprise, Mahazar hid in a corner and watched his men fight him from afar. probably thinks that he is too weak to take action in person, and even if he is close to his cronies, he is enough to take down himself, and he can't take the risk of finding out for that potential opponent and entangle with himself.

But—

"It didn't work."

A tall figure of a sand thief suddenly appeared from behind him, his hands holding his scimitar aloof, and he leaped to his feet.

The sharp blade of Xue Liang reflected the cold light, and with a sword slash, his right hand was broken off at the arm, but Fang Yu didn't feel pain, but his right hand was light, and he shook it lightly as if he had lost his balance. Then the pain swept over him, and he cried out in pain, and the blood gushed like a fountain of blood, and it was soaked into the snow-white shirt, sinking like a rose, and shaped like an agate, and the grains rolled into the sand.

But deep down in his heart, there seems to be an iron will that supports Fang Yu's spirit at this moment. As if he couldn't feel anything around him, only the only goal remained, and he gritted his teeth, endured the great pain, and cast his cold gaze forward. The thought that had been transmitted to his right hand flowed back into his left arm, which he raised and turned the metal hand armor around.

In a flash of white light, a silver swordsman appeared behind him like a ghost, and the two almost coincided, in a dazzling streamer, thrown behind the fog in front of him. The next moment, Mahazar watched as a white light flashed: one person and one body were already in front of him. Half of Fang Yuan's face at this moment seemed to be soaked in blood, and the blood spots extended all the way to the bridge of his nose, making him look like a demon in hell.

But in front of the king of sand thieves, the young man showed his snow-white teeth and smiled slightly, smiling coldly. "Got you—"

In that moment, all the positions around him were reflected in his mind. "With my structure as the center, one hundred and twenty degrees clockwise, forty-seven meters. I saw the clock tower nearby, a hundred meters to the east, there was a wall, and he was behind it. With you may have a shooting dead end. ”

He paused and took a deep breath: "No problem? ”

Behind the broken window of the tower, Ye Hua stood there silently, the first rays of morning light reflected on his chin. The Ranger King raised his longbow, and the Elf King's bow was as green as jade, and the bow was set up with arrows, and on the arrows, it was as if a layer of golden light was hanging. After that, the magic furnace brightened, and the layers of light reflected the last night.

"No problem."

Fang Yu let out a sigh of relief.

A silver moon was reflected in his eyes, and Mahazar did not retreat, but slashed at him with a scimitar in his hand. The blade sliced through the shield of the Angel of Energy, sliced through the staggered arms of the platinum swordsman, sliced through its slender neck, sensing ring, and slender waist, and reduced the graceful object to a scattered fragment, torn apart, and scattered into a piece of silver glitter.

He slashed again, and this one cut at the square plover. But at that moment, a familiar scene suddenly appeared in Fang Yuan's mind, and the lady of the deputy head of the Knights of the Holy Word held his hand, and told him with a majestic look, in a milky tone peculiar to the female Paparals, how to deal with the enemy when they were attacking him.

That was a few months ago.

He still remembered the warm spring in the south.

As if blessed to the soul, Fang Yu unpredictably gave way back slightly, one more point is not too much, and one point less is not too much. Mahazar's knife slid down as if it were clinging to a layer of butter. Both of them showed a look of astonishment in their eyes, and even Fang Yu himself didn't react to how to avoid this fatal knife.

The look of consternation in Mahazar's eyes clearly revealed this meaning:

Is this kid pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

But that was already his last question.

In the distance, Cuestak was still immersed in darkness, but a ray of light caught in Fang Yuan's eyes.

The stone wall behind Mahazar exploded, and a silver light protruded from it, passing through his right chest, and the blood mist exploded, and the silver light disappeared suddenly, turning into a sharp arrow, nailed in front of the square plover, no more than a foot apart, and the snow-white tail feathers were still shaking, and a drop of blood slipped down from above. With a bang, the King of Sand Thieves fell to his knees.

He pressed one hand to his blood-soaked chest, and raised his head tremblingly, his eyes blank, but his open mouth could not emit a single note. It seems that he still can't believe that he would be planted in such a place, in front of the gate of victory.

Fang Yu also knelt down slowly, the excessive blood loss made him a little groggy, but he tried his best to look at the lone wolf in the desert in front of him, as if to see who fell first.

Four thousand feet away, Ye Hua was pulling out the second arrow. The red light in the clouds, this time did not split the lightning again, which made him a little surprised, but the accident was an accident, and he did not waver in his heart. He knew that if he slowed down a little longer, his children would probably be in danger.

But it was at this time that the clouds surged.

A blood-red electric light slashed down.

In Fang Yuan's stunned eyes, the lightning fell directly on Mahazar, and in an instant, it turned into a cloud of flying ashes.

……

"Mahazar is dead?"

When the news came from Alyssa, Princess Rupert almost dizzy in her mind. She took a breath and looked at the Miss Nightingale in front of her, who had taken her away not long ago, and who had now returned to her. Her tone trembled slightly, and it was like a question, until Alyssa gently bowed her head, that she realized that she was not hallucinating.

The news spread like a plague on the battlefield, and many people saw the broken horn trombone of the king of the sand thieves and the corpse of Sharkevin, two things that were inseparable from Makhazar, and when they appeared, the sand thieves knew that the unstoppable lone wolf of the desert had really been killed.

"It's just that the battle situation hasn't changed much...... "Alyssa smiled bitterly, and then she understood the reason why Her Royal Highness the princess had broken herself. After the sand thieves on the periphery got the news, they dispersed a lot, but the sand thieves in the inner city began to storm all parts of the Kasan Palace as if they were crazy. They probably thought that the King of the Sand Thieves was dead, and that they had this opportunity to ascend to that position, and these people were crazy......"

Princess Rupert was not surprised at all, but seemed a little calm. She quietly commented: "These people are outlaws themselves, and the closer they get to destruction, the more insane they become. Moreover, victory was within reach, and everything in this palace was something they dreamed of. ”

"If this continues," Alyssa was a little anxious. "It may not last long......"

Princess Rupert looked at each other: "What are your plans?" If you want to go out of the city, I can find someone to send you out, but in this situation, I can only do my best. ”

Miss Nightingale only shook her head slightly: "Until the regiment commander gives an order, there is a high probability that the Seven Seas Brigade will stay here." ”

Celestia was silent for a moment.

There was no dispute in the Kasan Palace, and the ministers were clearly divided into two factions, one was lifeless, waiting for fate to be at the mercy of fate. The other faction, at the call of Seschel and Prince Alep, went to the top of the city and helped organize the last line of defense with a group of guards.

Although this line of defense is as thin as a cicada's wings, it will inevitably collapse under the raging flood.

"What's that?" Suddenly, someone shouted.

The blood mist was like a pillar of smoke rising into the sky, connecting to the clouds one by one, connecting with the blood-red halo in the clouds. It seems that no one has noticed this terrible sight until this moment, but no one can say what is behind all this?

But Princess Rupert only watched the scene quietly.

She suddenly turned around: "Leader Ed, what kind of person is he......?" ”

"He ......"

Alyssa subconsciously wanted to say that he was a fool.

But looking at the scene in front of him, the sand thieves rushed to all parts of the Kashan Palace, dark red clouds in the sky, and blood-colored electric light spread and shuttled through the clouds, as if it was a sign before the end came.

She suddenly realized that she might not have much chance to talk to Her Royal Highness the eldest princess anymore. A silent feeling welled up in the heart of the nightingale, and she glanced at Rupert and replied, "...... The head of the regiment is a little idealistic. ”

"Idealistic?" Princess Celestia sighed lightly: "Sometimes we think it's too naïve, but maybe in a desperate situation, only ideals can bring miracles to people-"

Her voice was soft, as if she were whispering. "I just don't know, Lord Andrama, Lord Marlan, still shelters this land."

A bright silver light appeared in an unnoticed corner of the battlefield.

Count Laval straightened the thinning hair on his head with one hand, and reluctantly mounted his horse, if it weren't for that thing, how could he bother with this matter?

Thinking of this, the Earl glared fiercely at the girl in front of him, causing Florence to shudder.

The Count coughed lightly, and then he said in a lengthened tone, "Florence, unfurl our banner and tell everyone on this battlefield that the Cowlings are coming. ”

Florence replied in a panic, "Yes, Lord Laval, no...... No, it was His Excellency the Chief of Mission...... "While hurriedly unfolding the flag in his hand, he was so nervous that he almost got entangled in the flag and fell to the ground.

Count Laval shook his head, snatched the flag with one hand, placed it on the flagpole, and with his hand, the flag flew immediately.

The flag rolls up, revealing a silver anvil, the sparks splashing like stars in the sky, the azure crown reflects the world, and a sharp sword spreads in the wind. The bright silver banner made everyone look sideways for a while, and the sand thieves near and far seemed to have finally noticed the few men and horses in this corner of the battlefield.

Under the banner, there was a column of knights in silver armor, and under the helmet, a pair of eyes were as cold as ice, and they were pressing down on their faces one by one, leaving only two cold and flickering eyes. On the breastplate, there are the emblems of roses and dragons, and under the open wings, a strange flame mark is formed.

Its name is Dawn.

……