The black dragon took a step back in confusion, because what fell from the sky was neither magic nor magic, but a white robe, but before it could think about it for long, the soft white light suddenly burst out like a burst of dazzling spots, and the black dragon and the knights on it were suddenly annihilated by the torrent of light, and their screams shook the entire city wall.

"Hey, is that really good?" asked Keou in the face of the howling wind, slapping a reckless green dragon directly to the ground with one wing, "I don't know where you got this white robe—but there's nothing wrong with that it's Tyre's emblem...... Priests are going crazy,—— well, the gods are above, I always thought it was a memorial, like your enemy...... Or a lover...... But the relic, yes, yes!?"

"What does it matter," the Otherworldly Soul said indifferently, "it's just a robe." ”

Keo paused, not knowing what was wrong, he always felt that his master had been getting more and more ...... lately It's casual, but compared to before, he thinks it's better to look like this: "So, are you ready?"

"Anytime. ”

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It's not that Mage Alva and his disciples retreated, not because they felt timid or deliberately flinched, but because there was a limit to the number and level of spells that the mage memorized every day, which was why, before Kremar and the others appeared, Master Alva was ready to let his chief disciple leave with the others - even if they stayed here, it would be useless, it would only increase casualties. Some of the more mentally exhausted mages who still had spell slots sat down to meditate, while those spellcasters who were not only barely spelling but were on the verge of collapse were taken into the inner part of the Third Wall (which was almost entirely inhabited by guild masters, councilors, and wealthy merchants), or simply teleported away— Although some people muttered about how Mage Alva could leave a secret door for himself in the protective spell of Cape Beach, of course, this is rude and inappropriate, but whether it is Alva or someone who is still a little sane will not care about this kind of gossip at all, if it were not for Alva, Old Aubrey, and the current Speaker Aubrey Jr., and some of their supporters who would be condemned and held accountable in peacetime, perhaps Cape Fortress would have become a lair of dragons long ago.

"But I see," one of the Tyre knights beside Master Alva asked, looking up curiously, "how come our reinforcements have so many similarities with the legions of the Falun?"

Mage Alva didn't speak, isn't it normal to be similar? Cremar, the owner of Creafa, was originally a member of the royal family of Grenada, and once commanded the dragon's tooth army of King Grenada, and the dragon tooth knight of Crefa was the corner he dug from Grenada, and Falun's army nominally belonged to the Emperor of Falun, but the people who recruited them were the original dragon thorn leaders of Grenada, and a large part of the knights and warlocks who were pursued and punished by the new king because of the feud between King Grenada and Gredi left Grenada after the destruction of the false god and became mercenaries or exiles, and they were almost all attracted to the extremely dangerous red robe and his dragon- And as it was written in the information that Mage Alva had, a knight with dragon teeth saw a familiar face on the back of a white dragon, the eagle-headed sphinx and the white dragon hovering skillfully and lightly, neither of them wanted to approach the other first, but the sharp eyes of the knights had already recognized the other- Although they hadn't seen each other for more than fifty years, the dragon's blood had barely changed their faces and physiques, and they still remembered each other's weaknesses and skills clearly, and after several close encounters, the white dragon violently exhaled a cold air flow under the command of the knight, and the griffinx screamed sideways to dodge, and the air flow hit the tip of the tail of a black dragon behind it, which caused the latter to immediately lose control, and it gave up on its enemy and pounced, only to be pierced from above by a short spear, and fell with a wail— The knight of the white dragon heard a shrill mocker, "What an eye-opener," the knight of Krefa sarcastically said, "Is this a dragon, or a winged lizard?" ”

The knight of the white dragon was furious, but he couldn't explain that they had only gotten their own dragons a few years ago, and how stupid and difficult these dragons were, to be honest, they were really not as good as the monitor lizards that gathered around the dragon's lair, the latter at least knew how to distinguish between friend and foe, and could obey orders, but he just grimaced and shouted out the order, and at the same time tightened the knees on the side of the saddle, and the long pure gold thorns in the saddle pierced the skin of the white dragon, and the white dragon flapped its wings, and instantly changed positions in anger and fear, putting himself and the knight in the direction where the wind was blowing, and the white dragon's knight took out a folded piece of parchment from his waist bagWith a slight shake, the powder inside swept in with the howling wind in the sky—the knights of Krefa were dazed for a moment and then smelled a familiar smell—the herb powder that their master had jokingly brought to them, and it was the herb powder that had split the Dragon's Tooth Legion in two, allowing some willing to follow Cremar to keep their mounts, while others had to choose other flying monsters—believing that this herb powder would make any Hippogriff go crazy and lose the ability to fight. Ever since this thing appeared, countless warlocks and mages in Grenada had been searching for it, but they hadn't found it until Krefa had split it from Grenada.

In this way, someone finally found it, and as a killer weapon against the Krefa knights, as soon as the smell spread, the harppogriffs in the entire range suddenly went crazy, and even their knights could not contain their desire for this powder, and the dragon knights of Falun laughed, driving the dragon to chase the irrational Hippriffin into an invisible circle, and the acid, ice and fire of the colored dragons would completely wipe them out and their knights— Without their commands, the beast-like dragons were already eager to stir their cheeks, their eyes glittering with the viciousness and cruelty of their ancestors, and despite their lack of wisdom, wailing, struggle, and death still excite them.

And at this moment, in the chaotic herd of the Hippogriff, a strong magic fluctuation suddenly erupted- There were hundreds of runes, scrolls shattered and torn apart, even rune disks destroyed, magic rushed from the center to all directions like flowers blooming, some dragons were suddenly wrapped in chains, beasts that could not swing their wings screamed and fell along with their knights, some dragons turned into crystalline glass, although only partially, but the glass shattered under the weight of the scale and flesh, and the broken glass flowed into the veins, causing death only a few breaths, invisible swords pierced more dragons, and fish that slipped through the net were blinded by the dazzling brillianceCompletely exposed to his true nature because of the pain and injuries he received, the dragon that had completely lost his mind rolled in the air and on the ground, and thanked the Speaker of the Castle for allowing the servants, sailors, craftsmen and their families, as long as they were from the Fortress, to enter the third wall, and the vast area between the second and third walls was only empty houses and some people who stubbornly refused to leave, and even if the dragon fell to the ground, they could hurt themselves the most.

And the dragon, which was still barely able to flapp its wings, was unexpectedly attacked by the eagle-headed sphinx, these monsters with the head and neck of the eagle, but with the body and claws of a lion, even without the command of a knight, were able to form a formation to surround their prey that was larger than them, like hunting gerbils in the desert, they scattered around the prey, attacking in turn, lifting the scales, pecking at the flesh.

"It's a weakness," said Keou, who had been watching him, "but they should have guessed that you had a way to deal with it." ”

"Maybe it's because they think I'm stupid. The soul of the other world said slowly, it is not difficult to deal with this weakness that has been mastered by many people, as long as the eagle-headed sphinx is completely crazy for a period of time in advance, just like a cat in another plane will have a period of refractory period after smelling catnip, as long as the eagle-headed sphinx is satisfied, there will be nearly a day of indifference to this herb powder. And it only took advantage of the possible information inequality slightly, and only hoped that the price Ostal would have to pay for bringing this herb from the Grand Gazette was not too high, otherwise even the souls of the other world would pity him for a while.

"Did you hear anything?" Keo asked suddenly, and then suddenly, he felt that he was suddenly grabbed by a pair of invisible hands and thrown into the air, and then he realized that he had lost the attraction of gravity, and he was treated the same as everyone on the third wall, from the spellcaster to the most ordinary soldiers, from the living to the dead, they were all thrown up, and there was rubble and flames, Keo felt his mane being clutched, he glanced sideways at his master, and found that his whole body was tense, staring nervously at the white city wall- And in the next moment, the wall suddenly collapsed.

The rumbling sound of the clouds and the turbid air currents pushed the people who had been thrown into the air by the sudden change of gravity further outward, and each caster was desperately chanting incantations, crushing runes and tearing open scrolls, the difference was that some of the casters of the Spell Lun and Kreifa were only concerned with themselves, while the casters of the Cape Fortress and some of the kind-hearted Crane were willing to help others if they could keep themselves safe.

"What is this?" asked Mage Alva, coughing as he was carried behind the Keo ridge.

The soul of the other world looked down sideways: "It's a purple worm." A huge worm that could devour mud and sand and travel through the depths of the ground, the leader of the army of Falun had the warlocks drive the worm from the "cheeks" on both sides of the fortress into the walls of the fortress, and after opening the tunnel, "then use the gunpowder of the dwarves." ”

"Dwarves?" Mage Alva asked, hesitantly, "Could it be that the dwarves were once the children of the Falun?"

"Of course not," said the otherworldly spirit, "but I know that dwarven cities have been attacked and plundered. "The Falun is just a gorgeous and empty crown to paralyze the insensitive gods, and an excuse to push the gods who have not intended or deliberately not to interfere in the wars between the worlds.

The third wall collapsed in smoke and dust, and even if they were not injured, the people of the fortress wept when they saw this, although there was still a fourth wall...... Falun's dragon legions have also been battered, but their soldiers and knights are almost intact, not to mention the Black Iron Golems that defy physical and magical blows, and countless undead zombie strikers.

The souls of the other world have fallen to their original positions on the Third Wall, and the soldiers of the Castle are on the lookout for them—they will need to fight a formidable enemy to buy time for their friends and family to enter the Fourth Wall.

"Where can you provide a lot of water?" asked the otherworldly spirit, and the soldier he asked first glanced at the Alva mage beside him before pointing to a pile of rubble not far away.

"There should be a deep well here. "Mage Alva said that he was about to cast a spell to remove the rubble, but was stopped by the spirit of the other world, and he waved his finger to move the rubble away, causing the water in the deep well to overflow like a fountain, and then put his arm into it—the blood was diffused in the water, and the bright spots like stars shimmered in the water, more and more.

"Let them bring their weapons and arrows here and dip them. The spirit of the other world said, "If you are hurt, drink the water from here or rub it on the wound." ”

Who are you?" Mage Alva asked inwardly, but he didn't say it in the end, instead turning around and going on a mission from the otherworldly soul.

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A bard once jokingly described a lich standing on every reef in the Seventy-Seven Islands, which was of course an exaggeration to attract the attention of the audience, but in fact, no one knew that this sentence might be only a little bit of reality.

In the middle of the night, even the waters around the Seventy-Seven Islands were as calm as death, and all the creatures cowered and hid, and the cold breath of the lichs caused the surface of the sea to freeze, and they stood on the gray ice, like shadows or rocks, waiting quietly.

Then there was a slight tremor in the water beneath the ice, and then countless cracks like silk threads appeared on the surface of the ice, and in the moonlight, the scene of their sudden shattering was picturesque, and the cracks spread from the ice to the islands, and the sand flowed into the crevices, the rocks collapsed, and the ground cracked, and a huge hook claw stretched out from the bottomless ground on the island of their uncrowned king, Ederna.