The robes on the black dragon and the maid dissipated and returned to their original state.

Cervantes looked down at the two corpses lying at his feet, the sand that had coalesced into giants collapsed like a waterfall, some scattered in the wind, and more poured into the ruins of the floating city.

Serena summoned a violent wind, and in an instant, the strong wind swept over, lifting up the dust that was about to fall on the top of the black dragon's head and flying into the sky, scattering evenly in all directions.

At this moment, Cervantes suddenly looked up again, and saw Ziegler yawning out of one of the mage towers, not stained with blood.

Then, [Food Hunter] Hill and the Puppet Girl also walked out of the other two mage towers, and the war on this battlefield came to an end.

"Ziegler, you have killed many people. Cervantes looked at the red dragon calmly and said lightly, "And you should also know that neither Serra nor I can forgive such a thing." ”

Ziegler scratched the back of his head nonchalantly and smiled, "Isn't it impossible...... Okay, I know, I'll leave. After all, I'm more or less a god now, although I don't have my own followers, and I haven't held an enthronement ceremony......"

The smile faded as Ziegler lowered his hand and sighed heavily.

If it was a 'mistake' that killed many soldiers, they might be able to forgive it, but Ziegler was clearly able to limit the radiation of light, but did not restrain it!

He himself was aware of this and understood the consequences of what he did, but he didn't care!

Cervantes stared at the red dragon, many people said that he and the red dragon were similar in many ways except for their personalities, and only they knew best, from the inside out, the two of them did not have any similarities.

Sooner or later, the red dragon would challenge his bottom line - Cervantes knew this from the beginning, and although he was a little crazy, he was still far from the red dragon.

Now, it had 'finally' happened, and it had caused far more damage than he and Sera had imagined, and in any case, they could not have protected Ziegler.

The relationship between them and Ziegler has always been centered on 'cooperation', mutual benefit, and perhaps a good relationship, but it does not mean that they regard each other as 'friends', because they both know that this cannot happen.

"You can take an elemental furnace with you for so many years of working for the Duchy of Sorrow and paying so much for the people. Serena walked over and whispered.

Hearing her words, the red dragon was overjoyed, although he also knew that Serena was more generous and would definitely give him some extra rewards in the end, but he didn't expect it to be so 'generous'.

The wreckage of this floating city already belonged to them, and they were almost single-handedly captured, and the Kolo Kingdom and the Kurt Kingdom barely contributed much in the final decisive battle, and they were able to obtain a certain amount of loot distribution, but things of the level of 'Elemental Furnace' were not within the range of loot they could choose.

"Serra, let's go!" said Cervantes, standing there with his arms folded, waiting until the maid had finished communicating with Ziegler.

Hearing this, Ziegler was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"

The maid pursed her lips and chuckled, and teleported away with the black dragon, leaving only one sentence in the air: "The final battlefield!"

The red dragon stared at the air in disbelief before letting out a long breath, "This madman ......"

............

Grush flicked his sword, and the blood stained with the blade was thrown out under the pull of gravity.

Walking on the blood-soaked snow, the blood of monsters and humans covered the entire land, and as far as the eye could see, there were corpses.

War was so fierce that he didn't like it, and every time it broke out, it would break up many families and displace many innocent people.

But he can't help but fight, and he has to lead his soldiers into battle, which is an 'inevitable' struggle!

If none of them themselves want to save themselves, even they themselves don't want to get out of the quagmire, then no matter what he does, he can't bring them out of the swamp called 'hardship'.

Fortunately, with continuous education, they also seem to slowly understand what they are doing and what they are fighting for.

As a result, the rebels were transformed, and it is no wonder that the chief maid often spoke of 'education' in her conversations with him, and that only education could make them truly understand that their battles and sacrifices were meaningful......

Taking a gentle breath of the fishy air, Grush turned to look at the red dragon that was slowly walking towards him, "Mr. Ondel, can you help me take care of them? ”

The sound of gunfire gradually subsided, and their reserves of ammunition were already low, and most of the soldiers who were physically stronger and stronger had already picked up cold weapons to fight the enemy.

Grush is very uncomfortable with them, but compared to here, other battlefields need him more!

With his powers, he can't participate in the 'Final Battle', which is a battlefield between the gods and the Arcane Council, and he is not free to participate in it.

He doesn't play much of a role on that battlefield, and may even drag down His Majesty the Crown of Radiance and the Crown of Justice, but if it were on other battlefields, his appearance might be able to determine the outcome of a battle.

No matter what, he is also a 'legend', and with the help of [Justice], he can teleport to other battlefields.

Ondel was silent for a moment, bowing his head slightly, "Good!"

Pursing his lips, Grush looked up at the blue sky and couldn't help but let out a sigh, sincerely hoping that this suffering that had befallen innocent people would end soon.

............

The war is coming to an end, both on this side and in the center of the Inland Sea!

Krylov III sat on horseback straight, and gave orders to his sergeants in a voice that was already hoarse.

He grew up in the Tempest Realm, was taught by knights, and military was not his weakness.

What's more, now they only need to face a group of monsters that no one controls behind their backs, and without the arcanists and the transcendents of the Arcane Empire behind their control, these monsters' barren brains simply cannot break through their battle lines.

As long as you fight steadily, you can destroy all these monsters!

The inner city of the Floating City has fallen, and the movement of the battle has stopped, judging from the previous performance, at least in this battlefield, the Arcane Empire has lost.

The Extraordinary Legion of the Arcane Empire is disheartened, some people still want to continue fighting, but some people also think that they should live so that they can better help the Empire, and some even want to defect directly.

From time to time, Krylov III spread spells that affected the minds of the transcendents, so he knew exactly what was going on in their minds.

Their cohesion is based on the fact that the Grand Arcanist is not dead or that the Arcane Empire has not failed, and if one of them happens, they may collapse outright.

Still, there can be no slackness!

"The first team of rifles retreats, reloads their bullets, the heavy shieldmen hold on, and the second team steps forward!" the sound of this command came to the ears of Krylov III, who bowed his head slightly, said something to the air beside him, and then suddenly drove his horse forward.

The rested Knights of the Kingdom followed, forming two teams to bypass the front line, and pierced into the enemy line from both sides like two sharp and heavy cavalry spears.

On one side, led by the Legendary Knight, the synths slashed through the gathered herds, trampling their bodies and lives with their panicked roars, while on the other side, it swelled like a flooded river, but silently swelled across the riverbank, swallowing everything on the shore.

The shadows were surging, the army was brilliant, and the two teams were about to meet in the midst of the enemy army, at this time, Krylov III suddenly raised the staff in his hand, "Kolo Kingdom-"

The knights grinned, laughed loudly to express the joy in their chests, and shouted in unison:

"Wan Sheng!"