The wind, roaring.

Fire, insolent.

And the earth was trembling, and the whole royal capital was weeping.

Here it comes.

Like, three years ago.

Wantonly harvesting those scribbled souls.

The same thunderstorms, the same dark clouds, the same panic and hesitation, and the same, desperate struggle.

The cries of women and children echoed among the collapsed buildings, while the roar of machinery remained hideous in the hustle and bustle of a rainy night.

There was the whistling of bullets, and the roar of explosions resounded in the mud of the rain.

Then, it was quickly muffled by the noisy "whoosh".

On the ground, there were red blood stains spreading, and in an instant, they were quickly diluted by the rain.

Tomorrow, maybe just tomorrow, no one will know that here, there was once a soul struggling.

He still has his mother, he still has his children, his wife, but he is dying, he knows.

Some sorrows, after all, are inevitable, and there are tragedies that are destined to repeat themselves.

History is always similar, but the gears of history are constantly rumbling forward.

However, there are also some people who will suddenly have a whim, with the power of mortals, to give birth to the historical gears, and then, from the gaps in the gears, pick up those lost souls one by one.

"He's still angry, apply healing to him."

The faint words were like the girl's faint expression.

The girl with the golden giant axe stood in front of him with an indifferent expression.

Obviously, she is not an angel, but she is here to save him......

The warrior lying on the ground thought in a daze.

But why, why do you have a pair of animal ears? Be...... Orcs?

It's impossible, after all, orcs or something, slaves or something, they already hate humans so much, even if they don't fall into the well at this time, they will also run away with joy and joy.

However, someone did save him, the same girl with animal ears.

It must be...... I read it wrong.

Perhaps, you should look more carefully, as a benefactor's appearance.

The warrior, with an effort to keep his eyes open, then saw.

That one by one, quickly rushed to the figure of the rainy night.

Athletic, light, swift and elegant than any warrior, and better trained than any warrior.

And, most crucially, animal ears.

At that moment, he believed that the people who had pulled him back from the hands of death were indeed orcs, slaves, beings who weren't supposed to be in this place.

But they did appear, on this battlefield of humanity.

For their freedom.

Under the leadership of the orc girl who was missing half an ear.

"Poof...... 'Holy Maiden'? When did Yaoyao get such a title? ”

I tried to purse my lips, but I still laughed.

The young man in the wind and rain stood straight on the battlements, his clear eyes, but he looked at the figure that gradually disappeared in the wind and rain.

They are lurking, they are hidden in the dark.

Like cheetahs, they stared at the influx of enemy troops.

"Young master, if you do this, if the master comes back, ......"

"Do you think he's going to kill me? I think he'll compliment me...... When he saw the glory in my hands. ”

As he said this, the smile that lingered on the corner of the young man's mouth suddenly became even thicker.

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Stormy winds.

Lightning.

In the sky, there are many streamers, constantly approaching.

Mixed with the dense rain line, the heaven and the earth are outlined a little blurred.

And in the confusion, what is still clear may be the human with the appearance of a creator...... If, to this extent, you can still call it human......

Hou Wuchi's hair was all open, and his long hair, which was originally wet by the rain, was like algae at the bottom of the sea, slowly floating towards the sky at this moment.

And the red and white flames that burned from his body evaporated the raindrops that were accidentally approaching in an instant.

The bright red color, the sharp shape, the strange structure that seems to extend from the bones, and the flaming eyes that slowly rise like ghostly fire.

At this moment, Hou Wuchi is obviously no longer the previous Hou Wuchi, and now, standing in front of everyone, is undoubtedly a madman who has made a deal with the devil.

The madman, however, seems to be very satisfied with his current state.

Slowly raised his hand, looked at it carefully, Hou Wuchi, and nodded with satisfaction.

Looking up, a pair of eagle eyes looked straight towards Wangui, with a hint of ecstasy that could not be concealed.

"Wangui madness, I said that one day, I would defeat you. And this day has finally arrived! ”

Stiff words slowly came from the air.

And what is hidden in it is a terrible roar.

Obviously, they are two completely different existences, but they almost arrived at the same time.

Huge wind pressure, without warning.

But it did happen.

The speed that exceeded the visual limit seemed to be two thick martial arts gallops appearing in front of everyone at the same time.

But that real killing intent, there is no doubt that there is only one point.

That is, all the madness.

"Boom!"

The fists and shadows are stacked, and the red rays are staggered.

Caught off guard, Wangui was so crazy that he had time to stretch out his arm and block the sudden blow.

However, it was only a blow, not a wave of overwhelming mountains.

Extreme speed, created, extreme attack.

No fancy and no tricks.

It seems to be a punch, but in fact, it contains thousands of things.

"Bump!"

Dozens of impacts, almost in an instant.

Wan Gui frantically, he abruptly retreated a few steps, trying to stabilize his body.

A mouthful of blood shot out in an instant.

"Uncle Wan!"

Holding Wangui madness, Kazama looked ahead vigilantly.

There, a figure slowly emerged, accompanied by a hint of a mocking smile.

"Humph! They all say that I am a scorpion, you are a tiger, and now that the tiger has fallen in Pingyang, it seems that it is nothing more than that! ”

The figure, flickering again.

The huge wind pressure, like thousands of thunders, condensed a little, and in an instant, it was in front of Kazama Yangyu.

There is no way to avoid it.

"Milu Milu!"

However, it flashed, in a strange, strange scream.

Turning his head, Kazama glanced at the rabbit that was looking at him with a look of surprise, but his eyes couldn't stop glancing to the side.

Then, I touched it, and it was full of strange eyes.

It's like saying something like, "I don't know how you came out, but you're a fool."

Quickly moved away from Kazama's face, and in a flash, Er Er stood in front of the two of them, standing fearlessly in front of the burning figure.

"The Garion, once known as the defeated model closest to the Creator, should have been destroyed by our family long ago. I don't know how you got it, but it looks like you've been completely reduced to its offerings, and even if I tried to save you, it would be too late. ”

There is a trace of nostalgia, passing from the bright eyes of the autumn water, and in a moment, it turns into regret and regret.

It's a pity, a pity, it's hers, what the other party has, only arrogance.

"Haha, help me? What you should save is this royal capital! ”

As if to deliberately echo Hou Wuchi's words, the streamer that was originally far away in the sky suddenly began to approach rapidly.

Like shooting stars, rising from the distant horizon, bright and gorgeous.

The grinding of mechs, the whistling of aircraft, the crackling of missiles, the collapse of buildings, and the hoarse shouts of the soldiers...... Little by little, from far to near, slowly surging towards the arena.

All the way, surging to the front of Kazama's feathers.

"Boom!"

The streamer flashed slightly, and with a loud noise, a flying machine suddenly crashed into the arena.

For a moment, billowing smoke and dust were raised.

A figure quickly pounced out, and in an instant, facing the madness of Wangui, knelt down.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty is not good! Shao Sima Hou Wucheng and the Seventh Army of Yunchi have already broken through the outer city! ”

"What?!"

Everyone was startled, and Er Er, who was originally staring at Hou Wuchi vigilantly, turned around eagerly.

"Where's the shield? Luodu's defensive shield can't be broken through so quickly! ”

"Yes...... It was Lord Su Yu who defected...... And then, then the gates were opened! ”

In a word, it is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Kazama raised his feathers, his eyes darkened, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

"No, it's impossible, Su Yu won't do such a thing!"

But Wangui's crazy eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

In his deep eyes, a trace of strange color flashed, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"Haha, give up, all the madness, the wall is down and everyone pushes it, at this moment, I'm afraid that everyone in the world wants your head, even if you can conjure up thousands of troops, it's just tens of millions of enemies."

Laughing loudly, Ren is not easy, like a ghost, appeared beside Hou Wuchi, with a comfortable expression.

If it weren't for the too rickety figure and the too pale face, it would be like a leisurely old man who enjoys his family.

But Wan Gui Madness ignored him, just turned his head and said in a deep voice to the soldier who was kneeling on the ground.

"Let the prince lead the Praetorian Guards of the royal city to meet the attack."

"Yes!"

The herald quickly got up and sped away.

Hou Wuchi and Ren were not easy to look at each other, and their figures swept out.

On the side, twelve dark shadows stood in front of them like ghosts.

Accompanied by a huge rabbit shadow and thousands of silver threads, they were surrounded by groups.

"Your Majesty, go! Leave it to me here! ”

"Humph! Want to go?! ”

Hou Wuchi sneered, and his figure wanted to rush out.

However, in the flickering cold, it was a living place, retreated, and looked at the face in front of him with a gloomy face.

Light, burst out in an instant.

Silver iron fists, fierce winds and flames, and even shadows are hazy, interspersed, constantly blooming in the air with brilliant brilliance.

Rabbits and people, light and shadow, quickly fight together.

Hurriedly glanced at Hou Wuchi and Er Er and the others, Wangui groaned slightly, and his eyes swept everywhere, but it fell on Yiyi and Si Wuyi, who were not far away.

"This day is still here after all......"

In the long sigh, a pair of tiger eyes looked straight towards Kazama Yang Yu on the side.

"Virtuous nephew, so far, I have a reluctant invitation to someone."

Saying this, the originally dense dark clouds suddenly dispersed slightly, squeezing out a trace of faint moonlight.

The moonlight was so dark, so bleak, but it reflected the lonely face very clearly.