The little princess raised her hand, flicked her scythe-like claws from side to side, and then stepped forward, looking up at the behemoth, which had completely lost its life. Pressing its abdomen with his hand, and with a gentle push, the latter pushed the golden mountain backwards and collapsed backwards like a jade pillar, turning into a cloud of fine crystalline fragments, like a card that had been pushed away, and scattered with a bang.

Metissa was stunned, probably because she didn't expect this thing to be so fragile, the strength of the latter during the previous battle was at the peak of the civilization element, and it would never be scattered at the touch of it.

She stooped down to pick up one of the fragments, which had hundreds of facets and radiated a magnificent brilliance in her hands, as if the most skilled craftsman had polished it perfectly.

She looked at the fragment thoughtfully, it was clearly not a product of nature, the crystal cluster did not look like some kind of creature, but rather like a fighter jet that had been blended together by magic.

There was a scream from outside the arcade that pierced the air, and countless meteorites were falling to the ground, causing the earth to tremble, and screams and cries drifted far away from the inner city, and from time to time there was an explosion of light from that direction, reflecting the wall on one side of the arcade in a snow-white color.

Dropping the shards from her hand, Médisa looked back into the White Rose Garden, where a deep pit had appeared in the pool in the middle of the courtyard, and more clusters of crystals were climbing up from below, densely packed like beetles.

At this time, Charles happened to chase out of the hall, and when he saw this scene, he secretly screamed hell.

"Métisa, are you alright?" He shouted.

"I'm fine, Mr. Charles, but we must retreat first," said the little princess, shaking her head, "and these things will soon pour in and retreat into the underground passages." ”

"What is this?"

"It's supposed to be a crystal cluster."

"The same thing that the lord once told us?"

Medisa nodded.

She walked briskly back to the other side of the arcade. Coming to Charles's side, he picked up the already frightened royal butler and dragged the latter's collar past Charles.

"What about the lord?" Charles asked as the little silver elf princess passed by him.

"We will do what the lord tells us to do." Medisa replied.

"Are you okay?"

"No problem, Mr. Charles—"

"Do you know anything?" Charles asked.

Medisa paused. Only then did he nod and said, "Lord Lord used a card from me, but did not respond to my inquiry. ”

"Aren't you worried about him?"

"I'm worried, Mr. Charles, but the lord has his own decision, and in the event that the situation is unclear, we must obey orders first."

But she paused and continued, "But maybe you can ask Akane. ”

"Okay?"

"Your Excellency didn't let us know about the situation, did you?" Medisa replied.

Charles couldn't hide his surprise at her. "I always thought you were a very steady person, Your Highness the Little Princess."

Medisa smiled, "You mean to be old-fashioned, Mr. Charles. ”

"Then I don't dare. How can you use such words to describe a lady. ”

"It's natural to obey as a soldier, but you can't be completely inflexible, but compared to that, the most important thing is not to cause trouble to the lord." She replied with some seriousness.

"Of course I understand," said Charles, nodding his head, but admiring him sincerely, "but your appearance is even better than I expected, Miss Métisa, there are many details that I didn't even think of at the first time." ”

"You're in for a treat. Mr. Shire. Métisa looked modest.

"That's what we agreed, Mr. Charles. Then you go to Miss Akane, and I'll organize the manpower to arrange the defense," she said, lifting the collar of the royal housekeeper, "This gentleman will leave it to me, he has seen these crystal clusters, and it will be much easier for me to have his help." ”

Charles nodded, knowing that Métissa had once been the commander of the Ringor Guard. Compared to the formation of troops, it is estimated that no one here can compare to her.

However, as Métissa was about to leave, he suddenly stopped the latter: "Wait. ”

"What's wrong?" Medisa turned back again.

"Look over there—"

Charles said, pointing out of the arcade.

In the direction he pointed, the large floor-to-ceiling arch windows on one side of the arcade had long since shattered, and the thick carpet was strewn with shards of shiny glass. The torn curtains fluttered in the wind and rain, like a ghost.

Through the empty window frames, you can see the scenery of the courtyard of the White Rose Garden outside, although there is no scenery now, only a large pit about five or six meters deep, and a steady stream of crystal clusters are crawling out of the bottom of the pit, but they do not attack the St. Contipe Palace in the first place, as Métisa guessed, but wander aimlessly in the courtyard.

"Is this really a twilight seed?" Charles asked, turning his head sideways.

Métisha watched the scene with a pretty frown.

People in the world don't know much about the twilight species, and the most familiar of them is the wolf plague, which is very different from ordinary monsters, and the organization and purpose are the biggest characteristics. The Wolves came to destroy the civilization of Miè, and they would gather in the wilderness to attack cities, villages, and temples where fires were placed, and often swore not to give up until they achieved their goal.

Brando had told them something about Crystal Cluster and the Noh Clan, including that Crystal Cluster had fought the Earth Legion outside the Elemental Barrier during the time when the Miner ruled Vaynd, and they must have been Dusk Seeds, but at the moment their appearance was a little inconsistent with their perceptions.

"They're ordinary monsters that look like they're normal," but Medisa shook her head, "But ordinary monsters don't appear out of the ordinary at this time, they may be there to confuse us, but in any case, let's just do the same, Mr. Charles." ”

"You're right, but I think there's another possibility." Charles said thoughtfully.

"What is possible?"

"You say, why did the wolf plague sweep the land, and who instructed them to attack civilization and order?"

"Ethis, the head wolf," replied Medisa without thinking, "after her slumber are her daughters." ”

"That's right, without them, the wolves wouldn't have gathered, and when they forage for food in the Black Forest, they're actually no different from ordinary monsters."

"Mr. Charles, you mean—" Métisa's eyes lit up as she reacted.

"Yes, who is directing these clusters? As far as I know, the Crystals don't have a true leader, they're just weapons of war for the Dragons of Dusk. What will become of the Dusk Dragons if they can't command them? Maybe it's like this. ”

“…… The Dragon of Twilight can't command them, why? ”

"I don't know, maybe it has something to do with what's happening outside of the elemental barrier." Charles replied, "I have a vague hunch that he may know more about this than we do, or that he may be personally involved. ”

The little princess's eyes flashed slightly.

She looked at Charles and said, "Then please make sure you try your best to find Miss Akane, Mr. Charles." ”

"I understand."

Charles nodded again.

……

And at this moment, an earth-shattering upheaval is indeed taking place in the elemental world.

Air, water, fire, and earth all return to chaos.

The origin of the elements has been stripped from the building blocks of the world, suspended above this chaotic world, and the world is empty, without matter, without color, as if it were a void and gray.

In the boundless world of the upper and lower four directions, there are only two people who survive.

Two women.

The dragon queen looked condescendingly at the girl who was bound by the elements in a black light cocoon, her expression looked cold, on her stiff face, black mist continued to rise from the cracked wounds, she was wearing a black robe, although this scene looked weird, but it did not reduce the divine momentum on her body.

Success is just around the corner.

No matter how many people are sacrificed.

Even to give their lives.

She's not hesitating—

Gwendoline looked at the merchant's young lady with her eyes closed, and in her prismatic pupils it seemed that she was not a country girl from Buch, but a mortal enemy of civilization, the prophesied being who would eventually bring Vaynd a ruined miè.

It's the Dragon of Dusk.

Roman suddenly opened his eyes, and there was only an eerie darkness left in the two eyes under her eyelids, as if there was a whirlpool inside, slowly spinning, as if it could attract people's minds into it.

The dragon queen looked at the pair of eyes, and she saw in the whirlpool of darkness the passage of life, the extinguishment of order, and the death of all things, leaving only boundless darkness and chaos.

Miss Merchant stared at the world for a moment, and then suddenly spoke: "This is within the elemental plane, this is the first time I have observed it from the inside, I didn't expect you to be able to make such preparations when 'they' have already left, as a reward, I will let you die without pain." ”

"This is indeed your burial place." The Dragon Queen replied coldly.

'Roman' looked left and right, and shook his head: "You extracted the cornerstone of the elemental world to bind me, aren't you afraid that your world will collapse, that's called Vaurd, right, this name should be the only word handed down from the previous era." ”

"Vajnd is just the tip of it."

"But it is also the most important corner, the importance of the elemental barrier to your entire world is self-evident, and without it, will the law of Tiamat still protect you?"

The 'Miss Merchant' did not seem to be aware of Gwendoline's malice, and asked with feigned curiosity, but contempt was not hard to hear in this curiosity.

"You underestimate the suitability of our civilization."

…… (To be continued......)