Peggy opened her eyes again.

Ground...... Shake in?

"You're awake." A male voice sounded behind him.

Peggy sat up from the floor and realized she was inside a vehicle.

Through the open hatch, you can see the mountains and river valleys in the distance.

Myself...... Is this high in the air?

"Why, haven't you seen a military helicopter?" The male voice laughed.

"Who are you?" Peggy looked up and saw that the object of the voice was a young man sitting in the back row of the airport.

He wears power armor, does not wear a helmet, and shows a pair of clear eyes.

"Presumptuous!" The knight next to him immediately scolded, "Don't be unreasonable to Your Highness!" ”

"It's all right, Seleucus." The young man said gently, "After all, she just woke up from a coma, and she didn't recognize me. ”

"My name is Alexander, a prince of the Kingdom of Macedonia." His tone was understated, as if to say, "I'm just a part-time worker," and "I'm currently putting down a rebellion in the south for my father." ”

He sighed and continued, "That's right, we're doing military operations right now. And you, all of a sudden, appeared on my landline. ”

Peggy was silent for a moment and whispered, "I don't know why I'm here. ”

"Do you think we're going to believe your nonsense?" The knight Seleucus sneered, "Your Highness, this must be an assassin sent by Thebes to assassinate you......"

"If Thebes has the ability to send someone to suddenly appear on my landline." Alexander said, "Then the person who comes must be at least level 10 or above, specializing in individual combat, such as the Spartan weapon master." ”

"What's the use of sending a level2 little vampire? Mock me? At least let her wear a self-exploding vest on her back. The Thebans were not so naïve. ”

"As for you, young lady." Alexander lowered his head, looked at her, and said, "Although I believe that you are harmless, after all, this is the time of war, and your personal freedom must be somewhat restricted. ”

He said pleasantly, and Peggy suddenly realized that her body didn't seem to belong to her.

Spirituality is imprisoned, and all supernatural abilities are unusable. Unable to obey her limbs, she walked to the back of the cabin like a puppet and sat down somewhere.

Sitting next to her sat a woman in an Athenian robe, smiling at her kindly and apologetically.

After a few minutes or so, the helicopter suddenly began to shake violently.

"Your Highness......" The knight Seleucus was about to speak, but his eyes glanced at Peggy, who was sitting at the end, and he stopped talking.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Alexander raised his hand, "She's safe at the moment. ”

The robed woman also chuckled and said, "Can't you trust my abilities, knight?" ”

"That's not what I meant." Knight Seleucus pointed to the radar screen in the cabin, and said with Masse, "You see, the Cyreus army has been struck as you expected, and it's time for us to strike." ”

"Wait." Alexander said calmly, "according to calculations, in about fifteen minutes, the knightly units on their right flank will be completely disconnected from the air defense on the left flank, and then the time will come." ”

"Your Highness, being too good on the battlefield is not a good thing for you." The knight Seleucus said tactfully.

The cabin fell silent.

Peggy was confused, but Alexander understood Seleucus's meaning.

In fact, he did not have a very good relationship with his father, His Majesty Philip, King of Macedon, and if he showed too much military talent, he was afraid that his father would be even more jealous.

The knight Seleucus advised him to hide his clumsiness.

"There's no need for that." Alexander was silent for a long time and shook his head, "If the price of keeping my head is the useless sacrifice of more subordinates, then I would rather not be the commander-in-chief of the left wing." ”

Everyone in the cabin was speechless, and Peggy's eyes rolled around, and she saw the woman in the Athenian robe next to her, helplessly holding her forehead and sighing.

His Royal Highness Prince Alexander was good at everything, always gentle to friends and subordinates, and always polite to women (this alone outperformed the vast majority of Macedonian nobles).

The only downside is pride.

Of course, with his background and talent, he also has the capital to be proud. Just because of his temper, he had a stiff relationship with His Majesty Philip, which is not necessarily a wise thing.

Everyone stared at the radar screen in the cabin, and the red and blue points of light representing the enemy and their own side were entangled.

It can be seen that His Majesty Philip ordered the right flank to retreat, thus inducing the left flank of the coalition army led by Thebes to pursue forward.

Due to the prolonged pursuit, they had become apparently disconnected from the right flank of the coalition forces - out of the range of the right flank mechanized units.

Everything was as His Highness Alexander had expected.

"Wang You's troops, prepare for battle." Alexander stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Order!" In the engine room, as well as in the radio channels, the commanders of the detachments responded quickly.

The helicopter formation began to descend, passing through the clouds that obscured the view, and quickly appeared on the battlefield.

The entangled left flank of the Cirith coalition below, immediately showed signs of panic.

Before they could come to their senses, Alexander had reached the hatch and opened his hand to the position below.

From above the firmament, a dense trail of blazing heat was streaked.

The burning and falling meteorite rain covered the mechanized positions on the left flank of the coalition forces in a matter of seconds.

First, a huge shockwave exploded, accompanied by mechanical fragments and flesh stumps, followed by a thunderous explosion, and dust and gunpowder smoke rushed up nearly dozens of meters high.

Finally, the low whistling of meteorite rain piercing the sky belatedly overhead, as if it were playing the mourning song of these mechanical vehicles.

At only 18 years old, Alexander was already a high-level "Meteor Shower" arcane mage, and with a single blow, he destroyed the air defense units on the left flank of the coalition forces.

Then came the "Friends of the King" knights, who suddenly jumped out of the helicopter formation, and at the moment they were about to land, the high-ranking knight Ptolemy shook his hand in the air.

Bokeh.

One of Alexander's three high-ranking generals, the knight Ptolemy was a transcendent of undead blood, possessing the ability to transform the body into an imaginary body.

The power armor crashed to the ground, the cushion joints removed the wear and tear on the armor itself, and the void made the knights' bodies temporarily immune to the damage caused by the landing shockwave.

Immediately following the tactics of this divine soldier descending from the sky, the knights who landed quickly attacked, and with the fire cover of the helicopter gunship formation in the sky, they quickly completed the division, encirclement and annihilation of the coalition forces.

The die is cast.

………………

Asker carefully lays Peggy's body flat on the ground.

Suddenly, Peggy's body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground as if she was unconscious.

After careful spiritual examination, Asker found that her physical body was intact, and her spirit body was normal, but her mental body was ......

The mind and body are gone.

If Medea is here, she may be able to use her psychic ability to find some strange clues and clues.

However, Asker, as a "weapon master", a transcendent bloodline that strengthens the flesh, has no knowledge of the spiritual realm at all.

It's hard now.

Just as he frowned and pondered, he suddenly noticed that his surroundings were darkened.

As a space that overlaps with the underworld, the light here is already thin, and at this time, it is no longer visible.

Aske stood up, pressed his sword with one hand, held his breath, and waited silently for the mutation to come.

A few minutes later, two points of light lit up in front of me.

The point of light got closer and closer, and Asker could see that they were two glowing pupils.

It was a corpse, of medium stature, with bright eyes, shriveled and shrunken skin, and faint signs of drug corrosion, and it came in silence and horror.

"Who?" Aske asked.

The corpse didn't answer, but drew the long sword at its waist, its fingerbones grinding against the hilt.

Aske keenly noticed that its gaze had been fixed on Peggy.

"I can't give this to you." Aske said calmly, holding Peggy up with his left hand, and drawing his long sword with his right hand.

The corpse's jaw flared out, emitting obscure syllables.

Then its long sword vibrated slightly, and in an instant, three phantoms burst into it, rushing from three directions!

The phantom on the left swooped down, his sword dragging to his right, ready to strike at the waist.

The phantom on the right made an arc and charged at an extremely high speed, the sword looming at his waist, making it impossible to anticipate its moves.

The phantom in the middle jumped high, the long sword in his hand plunging straight down.

Ground Slash!

The sword pierced into the ground, and an invisible shockwave exploded around it, sending the surrounding rubble flying like bullets.

Ground Split? Asker was at ease.

This is the swordsmanship of the meteorite sequence, and the manipulation of gravity is incorporated into the swordsmanship, and the identity of the comer can be imagined.

Eighty percent are the corpses of Alexander himself.

Holding Peggy in one hand, he leaped on the spot, just right to avoid the shockwave that hit the ground, and the long sword in his right hand was already swinging, slashing in the air at the Phantom who was the first to rush to the left.

The moment the two swords collided, Asker's long sword pressed down sharply, pressing the phantom's long sword on his shoulder, and he himself took advantage of the situation and flipped directly behind the other party.

At the same time, the phantom that was speeding from the right flicked its left hand, which was hidden under the hilt of the sword.

Stone.

In the Arcane School of the Second Age, the technique popular among the transcendents of the meteorite sequence was to use small stones that could be found everywhere, accelerated by gravity, into super-destructive cannonballs.

Asker's displacement in the air dodged the sneak shell, and at the same time dodged behind the phantom.

The phantom drew his sword and turned around, stabbing his backhand backwards from the side.

Asker spun around again, dodging the stabbing blow as he swung his sword, slashing the phantom in the neck and splitting its entire body apart.

Phantom Break 1.