With the bloody rain, Andrea slowly landed in front of Roland, and the dragon wings behind her converged, turning into two embroidered patterns in the shape of flying wings on the cloak again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Roland stared at the beautiful and powerful lady in front of him, and couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart: "People say that you are the first person under the legend of the Northland, and when you see it today, you are well-known." ”

Andrea smiled reservedly: "It's a pity that there is more than one legendary powerhouse in this city, and they are all hostile to me. As she spoke, she took off her Mithril helmet and flicked her long hair to show off her style.

Roland glanced at the ruined ruins of the grocery store, and thought to himself that the mother and daughter had fortunately escaped the catastrophe by leaving early.

"What are you thinking?" Andrea walked up with her helmet in her arms, her golden vertical pupils with dragon vein features looking deep into his eyes.

"I'm wondering where I'm going next," Roland sighed, "and I don't know if my lost companions are okay or where they are. ”

Andrea nodded and said faintly: "Hearing you say this, I am also a little worried about Zoya and Anton, I knew that this kind of thing would happen, and I really shouldn't have taken them into the city in the first place, and they were affected as a result." ”

Roland was about to comfort her when a calm and majestic voice suddenly came from the air.

"I, Beowulf, hereby make a proclamation to the inhabitants of the city—"

Roland was taken aback, how could Beowulf's voice come from the sky, was this the achievement of the Lion King's battle cry cultivated to the extreme, or some kind of magic power?

"It's divine power...... Beowulf was shouting to the city's inhabitants with the help of 'miracles', and everyone but the war-torn and his henchmen could hear every word he spoke, even in a crypt cut off from the outside world. Andrea explained in a deep voice.

Roland nodded, listening intently to Beowulf's speech, and his face gradually showed joy.

"Thanks to the grace of our lord Kord, after the war scourge attacked the Martyr's Tower and destroyed the Lost Lock Center, he successfully repaired part of the Lost Lock Network, thus providing three shelters for the people of the city, located in the Great Sanctuary of Kord, the Great Arena, and the Lord's Castle ......"

Through the magic "broadcast", Beowulf called on the entire city to take refuge in the three places mentioned above as soon as possible, where people can activate some of the functions of the Lost Lock, and the city's security forces are also concentrated in the three shelters, where people can get more security. As for most of the rest of the city, it is still disconnected, and most of them belong to the occupied areas where the devastation of war is raging.

Maintaining this kind of broadcasting, which radiates to every corner of the city, is also a huge drain on a legendary powerhouse like Beowulf, so he cannot give a speech for a long time, explaining the location of the shelter and emphasizing two more points: first, to reassure the people not to panic, the city guard is returning to defense, and he himself will personally deal with Grande; Second, soldiers and warriors who are able to protect themselves should escort civilians to evacuation centers, and they will be rewarded when the situation calms down!

By the end of Beowulf's speech, the city, which had been tormented by the scourge all night, finally woke up to the rising sun, giving a glimmer of hope to those fleeing.

Roland couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, took Andrea's hand and said: "In times of crisis, the city's protective net and its rulers have shown the noble quality of perseverance, the Kourd Sanctuary, the Grand Colosseum, and the Lord's Castle all have high walls as fortifications, and there are also wide fields for refugees to rest, and I am more worried about the food supply now...... Forget it, let's go to the nearest shelter without talking about that. ”

Andrea shook off his hand, and said with a displeased face: "I am neither a believer in Kord, nor a refugee in the city, what is the matter of following you to take refuge, in case I am recognized by acquaintances, how bad my face is......"

Roland's face was stunned: "When is this coming, you are still caring about face!" ”

Andrea flattened her lips and puffed up her cheeks without saying a word, her expression was clearly angry.

"You woman is so stubborn!" Roland was so angry with her that he couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to persuade her to be obedient in another way: "Think about your lost companions, Zoya and Anton, they have also heard the announcement of Lord Beowulf at this moment, and most of them are going to a nearby shelter to live temporarily, if you don't go with me, where should you go to find them?" ”

Andrea's face changed slightly, she thought about it seriously, and nodded solemnly: "You're right, I really shouldn't care too much about my face at this very moment, I still have to focus on the overall situation." ”

Luo Lanxin said that eldest sister, you have finally changed your sex, and you are about to leave, and she caught a glimpse of the faint loss between Andrea's eyebrows, and couldn't help but move, and hurriedly turned around to hold her hand, and smiled apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I'm really busy and dizzy, and I forgot to praise you for knowing that righteousness can bend and stretch." ”

Andrea's pretty face flew two smears of red, crying or laughing, and said coquettishly: "You are simply inexplicable, how can anyone talk like you!" ”

If you want to praise, you will praise quietly, how can you be cheeky and reveal your inner motives?

Doesn't this make her seem cautious, and she won't be happy if she doesn't get praise......

So what embarrassed Andrea the most was not what Roland was talking about, but what he was telling the truth!

After getting along for a long time, Roland gradually figured out the temperament of the big witch, and was dismissive of her anger, smiled and turned around to summon the Purgatory Pony, flew on the horse, and turned back to ask her, "Do you want me to take you Yicheng?" ”

Andrea is playing tricks at this moment, where is she willing to accept his courtesy, and shook her head with a reserved face: "Anyway, the lock has failed, and I will fly over faster directly." ”

"Okay, we'll see you in the arena!" Roland was not reluctant, and urged the horse to gallop forward.

Andrea looked at the streets of dawn, the fiery glow and the black smoke from the ruins on both sides of the street were intertwined into a dreamlike and poignant picture, and the young knight galloping on his horse seemed to be integrated into this oil painting, which made her unable to help but look at it stupefiably.

It wasn't until Roland's back disappeared into the golden red morning light that she suddenly woke up, bit her lip and waved her dragon wings, chasing him in the direction he was heading away.

The Infernal Pony galloped like the wind, and within a moment crossed the street, at the end of which the majestic arena sits.

Roland looked around, the streets were full of fleeing people, most of them unkempt and frightened, dragging their children and daughters to hurry in the direction of the big arena.

It was inconvenient for the crowd to gallop on horseback, so he simply dismounted and walked.

At this moment, Andrea gathered her dragon wings and swooped down, and a pair of bright wrists surrounded him, and her posture crossed a graceful arc to drag him from the crowd into the sky.

"Don't move, or I'll throw you down by mistake, and I'm not responsible if you break it!"

"At least remind me that so many people are looking at ......"

"Hehe, you know how to be shy, too? It's embarrassing to be held by a woman, isn't it? Andrea smiled smugly.

Roland realized that she was intent on revenge, and closed her mouth in amusement, after all, she was in the air, and safety was the most important thing. (To be continued.) )