At the Green Tower, rain is pouring down. To read the latest chapters, please lock in to Aishang Novel Network biquge.info the pillars of light representing the fire have been extinguished, and the sky and the earth are plunged into darkness, only the occasional purple lightning can tear through the darkness, and the dazzling electric light reflects the rain into a piece of silver.

The wolves had breached the last barrier on the Green Tower's perimeter, and the snow-white Winter Wolves and the festering Plague Wolves had crossed the heavy line of defense built by the corpses of druids and dryads, and for the first time appeared in the eyes of the inhabitants of the Green Tower.

The wolves swept from the undulating earth like a flood, their sharp claws undulating on each other, trampling on the ground that could not tell whether it was muddy or bloody, and piercing the rain with splashes of water.

Soon a row of pale faces appeared in the pouring rain, men and women, some even young, but teenagers, with a mixture of horror and uneasiness.

The rain slid down the faces of these people, from their foreheads, noses, eyelids, or cheeks, they opened their mouths slightly, but they didn't even dare to take a breath, and their hands subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands.

The Druid Elder stood behind such an army, with an oak cane in hand, and his face was stern: in his eyes, these young men were the last strength of the Green Tower, and it could be said that the Sky Ring was here to leave the seeds for the future.

But in the face of an existential situation, even seeds must be thrown into a defensive battle. The druids have built their final line of defense in the Equinox Hall at the bottom of the Green Tower, trying to stop the Wolves from entering the town.

Everyone listened to the footsteps of the wolves, which were denser than raindrops in the rain, as if a terrifying army was marching, "One could not help but feel the fire of the Green Tower crumbling in the wind and rain."

Maybe the next moment "is eternity."

Thousands of people were swallowed up by the darkness, and the dead were like a number, but these numbers once contained vivid faces of their husbands, sons, friends or lovers, but they all lost their color.

The first winter wolves emerged from the darkness, their strength had been weakened to a minimum, almost suppressed to the level of the black iron median, but with their terrifying numbers, people couldn't help but palpitate.

This is the most desperate part of the Wolf Plague, no matter how brave and good you are, but in the end you run out of strength and fall under the endless attacks.

The wolves may have paid ten, or even a hundred, times more than the druids and the dryads, their corpses dissolved in the rain and turned into black sewage seeping into the ground, but more of their kind crossed the corpses and swarmed up, as if there was no end in the darkness.

Then the wolf collided with the man.

They slammed into a wall of thorns that the vines had turned into, and the wolves behind didn't care that their companions, the first winter wolf, crashed into the wall of thorns, sharp thorns pierced their fur, and the black blood stained their snow-white skin. It was squashed by the wolves that came up from behind, and even its eyeballs burst because it was squeezed, protruding beyond its eye sockets, and the second and third winter wolves repeated the same mistakes, and the dying demon wolves let out terrible wails, but more wolves just stepped on the corpses of their companions and jumped onto the wall of thorns, and the fallen winter wolves were trampled into flesh by their sharp claws in an instant.

The silver tide quickly overflowed the low wall and crashed into the ranks of the Dryad warriors, and the Dryad's formation was knocked backwards by the tremendous force, and many people were dragged down by countless wolf's mouths at the first time, screaming one after another.

"A rare big devil."

William stood in a silver robe on the "Guang" field outside the side of the hall leading to the Green Tower, and the rain that connected between heaven and earth was a foot away from his body, as if it had hit an invisible wall and splashed outward, turning into a layer of mist.

In the eyes of others, "this invisible wall formed an almost perfect spherical shape around the body of the legendary wizard of the Silver Alliance, and the sphere enveloped the area in front of the ground extremely dry, and the surrounding water could not penetrate, so that it could only be circumvented by a stream from both sides."

But the old man apparently didn't care, and he held a silver cane with six stone runes around its head; If Brando is here, he will recognize this staff as the Glory of the Ancient Grade Holy Relic, the Arctic Silver, "The inheritance of the previous city lords of Canaich, it can also be said to be one of the status symbols of William today.

He held his staff in his hand, and casually popped out a few bolts of lightning to kill several winter wolves who had passed through the dryad defenses and tried to enter the town, and said with a deep groan.

…… Hmph, Haru said in the council that this magic wave is just a routine. But what did the Silver Candle Council tell him in the first place? When astrologers were observing the constellations of the Dragon of Dusk, they had already stumbled upon several constellations that were crumbling, and he was completely inappropriate. ”

The snow-white eyebrows of the old man beside William were raised, and he snorted from his nose. The old man was also surrounded by a spherical transparent wall, but not as exaggerated as the legendary wizard's scope.

"So you're here for this?" William turned around.

"Pretty much, if something goes wrong with the Ring of the Trade Winds, humanity will probably lose all the territory south of Ampesel." The old man replied: "Besides, Eruin is, after all, half my motherland."

"But originally I was just observing the situation, but I didn't expect it to be even stricter than I imagined. Judging from the situation of the Green Tower, it is even more menacing than the one recorded in the literature of the Battle of the Sages. He raised his head and looked at the dark and gloomy sky: "If I didn't have my senses, I would have doubted Lord Martha's creation codex, Tum Bei, and opened an opening." ”

"I don't like this kind of joke," replied William lightly, and a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, turning his thin face white, "So what are you going to do, Brother Tulaman?" Kill all these monsters and save them? ”

He pointed to the druids.

"Don't be funny, I don't have that ability," Tulaman glanced at the fellow, and he took out a crystal ball from his sleeve, "If they can hold it, they will be happy." If I can't hold it, I'll just move the Deadwood Council to a safe place for the time being. ”

"According to them, if there is a seed, the tree will take root and sprout."

"Teleportation Ball", William's silver eyebrows furrowed, "You actually brought this thing." "It's called being prepared, old friend. ”

"You're sarcastic about me again," William smiled. He flicked his fingers like dead branches, "I told you, I'm not here for this mess, just for an old friend from the past. ”

"Or is it the Buxin Sword?" Tulaman smiled mysteriously, "You know that thing isn't here. "No", William replied, "I also said that it is not the sword that matters, but the man." Eck didn't become Eck because of the Lionheart, but the Lionheart shines because of an old friend. "Yes, man, but that kid lied to me earlier that he was going to be a scholar. But is that guy Ek a scholar, and I'll come back to him when I confirm the news of the slate. Tulaman replied.

William couldn't help but smile.

"You've been fooled too?"

"That kid is not an ordinary person, you have to be careful, don't call me a joke in the future." , Tulaman replied.

William was unimpressed. He looked up at the crumbling line of defense of the tree elves, stood indifferently in the rain, and then asked, "How long do you say they can hold up?" ”

"An hour." "Then", "The Dryads and Druids should still have an elite army, and the centaurs in the town can also organize a garrison, but in any case, a day at most." ”

"One day." William looked at the darkness between heaven and earth, and only a few pillars of light remained in the far southern sky. The legendary wizard's thin lips moved, and his old eyes were fascinated, as if he was thinking about something.

Tulaman wasn't mistaken, the druids had done almost their best, but even if they let the winter wolves in for street fighting, they would only be able to breathe for a few hours at most.

But it was at this time that William's eyebrows raised slightly~

He looked back.

A look of surprise also appeared on Tulaman's face.

At the same moment.

The elders of the Deadwood Council were standing guard outside the hall where the Green Tower was set on fire, and the situation was sinister, and everyone knew it. But they had to wait until Brando sent back the message.

The sound of heavy rain drowned out other voices, and the Great Elder standing at the top of the crowd turned his head more than once to look at the flame that was flickering under the suppression of chaotic magic, although the old man looked calm on the surface, but in fact his heart was full of uneasiness and anxiety.

In terms of time, Brando, Ward, Quinier and his party should have already received news at this time. He couldn't help but look at Funya, who was holding his left hand and was also silent, this little girl had been in this state since Brando left.

"Great Elder, time is short." The old man turned his head and looked at the tall Druid Elder. He thought for a moment, shook his head and didn't reply, and everyone subconsciously turned their eyes to the southern sky.

It was pitch black between heaven and earth.

But it's precisely this time.

The face of the Great Elder suddenly changed, in fact, it was not just him, but all the Great Druids present felt the throbbing in their hearts at the same moment.

Powerful magic resonated and they raised their heads.

A golden pillar of light suddenly appeared from the pitch-black night sky in the south, instantly penetrating the heavens and the earth. Everyone looked up and saw the pillars of light parting through the layers of clouds and reaching the end above the sky.

"What's that?" The druids froze.

But what stunned them even more was that in less than the next second, another pillar of golden light also rose from the center of the Trade Wind Ring. This pillar of light complemented the previous one, and the eyes of the legendary wizard William, who was standing outside the hall of the autumnal equinox at this moment, were so familiar and resonant!

"It's that kid!" Tulaman beside him frowned and said immediately.

William glanced at him, and then he took a step forward without saying a word, and the whole person disappeared into the rain curtain out of thin air. ~！