A black figure in a magic robe rose into the sky, floating in mid-air in the blink of an eye. With a gentle smile on his face, he faced the court magician Larry and the magicians of the Northern Legion Magician Regiment. Zhang Yuan said: "Master Larry, court magician, please don't misunderstand. These are my people. ”

"Huh?" The court magician Larry looked at Zhang Yuan blankly. Almost stuttering, "You." Your people?" Zhang Yuan didn't explain much, just nodded, and had already flown in the direction of the dragon legion to settle the dragon clan, ready to wait for the next conspiracy of the holy land.

After arranging the dragon clan, Zhang Yuan came to see Prince Bolton. Prince Bolton looked at Zhang Yuan and smiled bitterly: "Zhang Yuan, you have brought me great surprise again, and your sword city feels like a bottomless abyss to me. Frankly, I really want to know how much strength you have, and why your Sword City can have so many strong people. ”

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Sword City is not mine alone, but everyone's. We gathered in Sword City not to do anything big, nor to fight for world domination, but to have a home. No matter what race they are, they are all equal in Sword City. Everyone lives in peace, it is a relationship between brothers and sisters, and everyone in Sword City can sacrifice their lives to protect Sword City and defend Sword City for glory. Perhaps each Sword City person has a different background, strength, and race. But we all have a common purpose, that is, to keep Sword City, our common home, from being trampled on by any enemy, and to live in this warm home all the time. ”

Prince Bolton sighed lightly and said, "I don't know if I should feel lucky, if the goal of Sword City is to fight the world, I'm afraid that the terrain of the entire continent will change because of you." ”

Zhang Yuan smiled indifferently and said, "Marshal, please remember that everything Sword City has done is for self-preservation, not aggression. We don't want to bring grief to anyone, but we never allow anyone to bring grief and pain to Sword City. ”

From Zhang Yuan's words, Prince Bolton heard a strong sense of confidence and determination without hesitation, and he knew that the power of Sword City was no longer something that Erathia could compete with. The history of 200,000 troops being able to force Sword City is gone forever.

The Holy Land, which was once the hope of all the races of the world, was once the purest being, the maintainer of order, and now, at last, his minions were exposed.

A legion of 100,000 bell tower monsters, gargoyles, puppeteers, magicians, snake banshees, and gods and monsters is to attack Erathia. The mages of the Holy Land who supported Erathia have also become enemies. Without saying goodbye, they returned directly to the Holy Land Legion to prepare for the strongest blow against Erathia and Sword City.

In the royal palace of the Kingdom of Erathia, the griffin heart sits on the throne. Sitting quietly alone, his expression visibly becoming a little glazed.

"Could it be that the heavens are going to kill me Erathia?" There was nothing else in his heart but bitterness. Three hours ago, he got the news. When the Holy Land sealed itself, it suddenly sent an army of 100,000 troops directly into the territory of Erathia, and even the mages of the Holy Land who supported Erathia returned to the Holy Land army one after another.

Although the Holy Land army did not have a direct conflict with the Erathia army, it had already quickly marched along the northern border of the Erathia Kingdom towards Xikunshan, aiming directly at Sword City.

Even when the Kingdom of the Undead suddenly declared war and the army of millions of undead overwhelmed the realm, the Lion-faced Heart was never as helpless as it is now.

No matter how well prepared and strong the Kingdom of the Undead is, it is only an undead country. With the first national power on the continent of Erathia, the griffin heart believes. As long as you command it properly, you will eventually have the strength to defeat the army of the Kingdom of the Dead.

However, the sudden appearance of troops from the Holy Land upset the entire balance. And at this time, it was a great opportunity for Erathia.

It is precisely because of the addition of Sword City. The Kingdom of Erathia was given a chance to fight back. If the Holy Land destroys the Sword City, Zhang Yuan will be killed. Then, the situation will immediately turn around. The kingdom of the undead, which has lost the promise of Zhang Yuan's contract, will once again send troops with all its might, and the barbarians will also start to fight back, and it will be Erathia who will lose at that time.

Although he had long guessed that the Kingdom of the Undead and the Kingdom of the Barbarians had the support of the Holy Land behind him when they dealt with him. However, the Holy Land, which has always been neutral, actually tore its face, changed the image of justice for many years, and sent troops to attack for the first time, which still brought him a pressure like a mountain.

For the countries on the continent of Entagre, the holy place that maintains the order of all races on the continent has long become a belief, so clearly expressing their support for the kingdom of the undead and the kingdom of the barbarians. Let's not talk about how much it will boost the morale of the Kingdom of the Undead and the Kingdom of the Barbarians. The will to fight of the natural kingdom of your allies alone will be greatly suppressed. No one knows exactly what will happen, but all the Yiqiē is going in a bad direction.

Griffinheart's heart was in turmoil, and he had no idea what he was going to do with it. As long as the Sword City is destroyed, and the Holy Land even joins the Undead Kingdom Army, then, all of their own Qiē will become nothingness, and even if Erathia is strong, it is impossible for them to compete head-on with the Holy Land.

Why, why does the Holy Land support the Kingdom of the Dead? Intense anger and resentment continued to stimulate the heart of the griffin, and his fists clenched unconsciously, even when his nails pierced his palms.

"Father." A soft voice suddenly rang out, breaking the griffin's musings. Raising his head, when the griffin's heart saw the person coming, his gaze couldn't help but become a little gentle.

"Nina, why are you here?" Nina was wearing a white floor-length dress covered with snow fox fur, and she was so beautiful when she was young. But the beautiful eyes looked a little dim, and there was a hint of sorrow on the face.

Walking slowly to the griffin's heart, Nina said, "Father, don't be distressed, since it has happened. It's not up to us. ”

The griffin smiled bitterly and said, "Nina, do you know how painful my heart is, if Erathia really destroys Miè in my hands, it is death, and I can't explain it to my ancestors!" The abominable Holy Land, such a Holy Land of Order, this Holy Land that claims to maintain the fairness of world order, is really going to destroy my Erathia. ”

Nina's expression was a little colder, and she said, "As early as when the Holy Land was sealed, the Barbarian Kingdom and the Undead Kingdom attacked us, you should have thought that there was a shadow of the Holy Land behind them. At this time, the kingdom of the undead retreated, the barbarian kingdom was not in a good situation, and the Holy Land should be able to think of sending troops. ”

The griffin heart nodded and smiled bitterly, "It's just that I've always had a bit of luck in my heart. It seems that I still underestimated the Holy Land's determination to destroy my kingdom of Erathia. What else can we do now? Any redeployment of troops has become meaningless, waiting to be destroyed, what kind of torment is this?"

Nina shook her head, walked up to her father, held the cold hand of the griffin's heart and said, "Father, a qiē is not already predestined, we still have a chance." ”

"Opportunity? Where are the opportunities? Do you think there is any other power in this world that can compete with the Holy Land?"

"Yes." Nina's affirmative answer startled the griffin's heart, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. But when he thought of the horrors of the Holy Land, his expression darkened again, and he shook his head and said, "Impossible. ”

Nina said firmly: "We can't do it, it doesn't mean that Sword City and Zhang Yuan can't either." As long as Sword City can withstand this attack of the Holy Land, then, with the support of Sword City, we can confront the side of the Holy Land and the Barbarian Kingdom. The King of the Undead could not have broken the contract and sent an army in violation of the contract. Therefore, it is in our best interest to form such an impasse. Although the army of the Holy Land of Order is powerful, their number is not large, and the entire Holy Land can only come up with an army of 100,000 troops, compared to the number, we are far superior to them. Now it's up to the top power confrontation to decide our fate. ”

"Sword City? Do you really think Sword City can compete with the Holy Land? Although they made the Barbarian Northern Alliance army unable to attack the defense line south of our Xikunshan, they also helped Marshal Prince Bolton to defend against the main force of the Barbarians. However, they are just ordinary human beings after all. The entire Sword City has only been established for a few years, how can the Holy Land be compared to the thousands of years of history?"

Although the griffin-faced vulture knew that Zhang Yuan was very good, he could be said to be a genius among geniuses. However, he never thought that Sword City would be able to compete with the Holy Land. Not only him, but I'm afraid no one else would have such thoughts.