Act 225 Your Sword Shines Forever, Eruin (II)

Madara's proud, fearsome army never dared to step beyond the Thunder Pool.

Because there were always two people standing in front of this army of the undead, a man and a woman, the woman was an elf, proud and calm as the light of the stars in the sky, and her young age did not seem to be able to show such a calm demeanor, but it did not hinder her temperament as a commander in the slightest.

Armed with a silver shuttle, Medisa struck a swift spear and silently stopped Tagus less than a hundred paces away. In her eyes, it seemed as if Madara's army was long gone.

And the man is a middle-aged swordsman. He hadn't even glanced at Madara's army from beginning to end, but the tens of thousands of undead of Madara's wouldn't dare to ignore his existence.

Because he is Mephistopheles, the Gray Sword Master.

"Pallas has already charged." A black knight whispered in Tagus's ear.

Tagus nodded.

"What did Instaron-sama say?"

"Your Excellency said, Eruin...... There is never a shortage of heroes, this is a soldier's choice, and we must respect the glory on the battlefield. The Black Knight replied in a low voice.

Tagus nodded.

"Then let's retreat, hoping to set foot on this land again in our lifetime." The vampire commander glanced at Metisa, then Mephistopheles, and replied.

"We're dead, my lord." The Black Knight replied in a low voice.

Tagus thought for a moment and nodded.

The figure of the undead disappeared from the forest.

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The last 2,000 men on the battlefield were only a coalition of hundreds of mercenaries and dryads and centaurs.

But the outcome was already preordained.

Two thousand soldiers who were no more than the first rank of black iron, less than a hundred knights of the silver rank, and their enemies were hundreds of real warriors who had survived the wolf plague and had been in a hundred battles.

Pegasus soars into the air, and the longbow and arrows of the dryads are out of the blue. The battlefield was only a one-sided slaughter, and Pallas listened to the screams of the young people around him, and his heart ached. These were the futures he had hoped belonged to Eruin - yes, from generation to generation, the older knights of Eruin led the younger knights into battle, chanting the knights' war songs and bringing them supreme glory - but the old knights found themselves powerless.

The assault had long been blocked, and on the battlefield on this side alone, Pallas had seen at least four golden levels of combat power.

A red-haired ponytail girl with a gun, a tree elf, a centaur, and an impossibly beautiful girl with short hair and men's clothes.

This is the so-called rebel army -

I don't know when it began, the golden and shining flags on the battlefield have long been dyed with the color of blood. The old knight watched the young faces disappear from his face, and suddenly felt that this farce should be over.

Yes, it's time to end.

The spear in Akane's hand was not the first Thunder Spear, as it had been lost in the Black Forest and had not been recovered. Now she was holding nothing more than an ordinary magic spear, and Brando had promised her to help her find a weapon after leaving the Black Forest, but the girl subconsciously didn't want to trouble the lord with it.

She is now afraid that Brando will find her troublesome, and whether she will dislike her like Macaro that day.

But she can't do without weapons, and her strength is now the first person in Brando's camp. Although it must be far from Mephistopheles, Mephistopheles is not actually Brando's own person, at most an ally. As for Brando's actual combat effectiveness, although it is high, it is only in the middle of the golden stream. And Akane is the pinnacle of real gold, just one footprint away from stepping into the realm of elements.

This kind of strength with just an ordinary magic gun has actually limited her combat effectiveness, but the girl is now a little troubled, she just holds the spear, purses her mouth, and kills a few in and out of the remnants of Jean Denel's army.

The remnants of the remaining soldiers that left Denel were nothing more than Pallas's own army, and the knights and golden swordsmen who had been replenished from other places had already fled, and the rest could not pose a threat to her at all.

She and the pseudo-female vampire Mordface interspersed in each other's formations, trying to completely divide and defeat the other party. In fact, at this time, even Qian herself could feel that the other party was already at the end of the crossbow.

At this time, the spear in her hand shook, and she suddenly felt that there was an obstacle in front of her. The girl raised her head slightly stunned, and several people were reflected in her flame-like eyes.

A small squad of knights, to be exact.

'Knights of Pallas' Akane felt a shock in her heart, she knew very well that the knights of the silver rank were the backbone of an army, and if she could disintegrate them first, then this war would be over early. Thinking of this, she immediately went over there and killed it.

To her surprise, the other party reacted quickly, and almost immediately detected her intentions. Four or five knights immediately surrounded him.

'I don't know if I'm alive or dead. Akane frowned, thinking to herself. These knights should already know her strength very well, the peak of gold, compared to these knights of the silver junior and lower ranks, there is no comparison, but these knights still did not hesitate when they rushed towards her, she only saw determination in their eyes.

All of them are young people.

Seeing the young, somewhat nervous faces, Akane suddenly felt a little unbearable, she thought of her dead companions for a while, and her hands slowed slightly, and the guns that were originally full of murderous intent changed to the momentum, and they all knocked these knights off their horses.

She moved forward, and a knight appeared in the crowd covered in armor.

'Huh? ’

Akane noticed that the knight was only silver-level, but he was incredibly experienced, and he actually dodged one of her shots. The girl didn't think too much about it, and chased after her with another shot, but she didn't expect the knight to shoot her spear with another sword, and at the same time slash at her with a sword.

Akane was a little nervous, she subconsciously thought that the other party was a golden combat power with hidden strength, and immediately withdrew the spear, no longer leaving strength in her hand, and deceived the opponent's center of gravity with a false move, and then fired the opponent's sword, and the last shot stabbed the opponent's breastplate.

There was almost no room for any lingering three shots in a row, only a crisp sound was heard, and the spear instantly pierced through the armor, stabbing the opponent through with a white streamer.

'High-grade magic armor? As soon as Akane pierced the opponent's armor, she immediately felt that something was wrong, and the magic armor worn by the other party was not the magic armor of an ordinary knight, but a higher-level general-level armor.

And in this army.

There is only one person who can wear such knight armor.

She was startled, but suddenly she felt silence around her. All the knights and soldiers of Jean Denel who were fighting seemed to have stopped at this moment, and at first there were only people around her, but this throbbing soon spread like ripples, and the entire battlefield miraculously stopped.

"Lord Pallas," a young man who had just risen from the ground, immediately pounced on the knight who had fallen from under Akane's spear.

The old knight, lying in a pool of blood, coughed violently.

But his first action was to unmask himself.

It was a face that belonged to an old man—

Full of wrinkles, between the snow-white eyebrows seemed to contain the wind and frost that belonged to this kingdom, his dim, gray eyes seemed to have seen too many ups and downs, he had seen the knights singing in battle, he had seen the older knights leading the young knights to the battlefield from which there was no return, he had seen the glory and triumph that belonged to Eruin, and he had also seen the defeat, the end, and the final twilight of this kingdom.

However, this brilliance seems to be integrated into such a pair of eyes that are passing away the light of life at this moment, flickering, as if the past has returned.

Pallas smiled.

He shook his hand weakly at the knights around him, then raised his head and asked Akane, "Little girl, where are you from?" I don't believe it, you're just ordinary...... Rebel ......"

Akane suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, theoretically speaking, the old man in front of her was their biggest enemy in this battle, but at this moment, she found that she was a little unable to refuse the other party's question.

"I'm an Eruin." She replied.

"Impossible, golden pinnacle...... Golden Peak...... When did Eruin come out with such a young genius...... Real ...... Genius ......" the old man shook his head weakly.

"I'm really an Eruin, I'm a mountain dunker in the territory of Jean Denel, I used to be a mercenary, and it was the lord who took me in." Akane said seriously.

"Such stubbornness, the stubbornness of the Eruin, I believe that you are an Eruin," the old man smiled, but the smile seemed to have exhausted the last of its brilliance: "But how can a genius like you succumb to the rebels......"

"No, there's nothing to be condescended to, the lord is better than me. But even so, he was kind to everyone, and I think he was the best lord compared to that Grudin. Akane replied earnestly.

"Really? What is your lord's name...... Ahem, name? ”

"His name is Brando."

"Brando...... Brando......"

Pallas closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. He felt his hands and feet become cold, he lost consciousness, and his breathing became difficult. But the old man had one last question, and he looked at the battlefield, and the forest was full of blood, and it was all Eruin's blood.

"You guys, here...... Result...... What's ...... Objective? ”

"I don't know, but the lord said he was here to save Eruin."

"Save Eruin?" Pallas's eyes seemed to shine with all their brilliance, and he looked at Akane with a complicated gaze: "How can you save it......?" ”

Akane shook her head directly: "I don't know, but I believe that Lord Lord can do it." It's like no one believes that you nobles can do this. ”

"We nobles...... We nobles...... Ha ha...... Ahem, ahem, ahem......" The old knight suddenly burst out laughing, and he shook his head with the last of his strength: "Well said - listen to my orders, my knights...... Surrender ye. ”

This sentence was like rolling thunder, and all the young knights around were stunned: "This is impossible, my lord, if you die here, we will also die here, this is our glory"

"No," the old man closed his eyes weakly.

He paused word by word, as if he had exhausted his last strength, and said so softly: "You must surrender, this is for ...... The glory of Eruin. ”

For the supreme glory of Eruin.

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