The Snake City side was no longer on the defensive, and they launched a counterattack.

A lich flew high, waving his wand and directing a burst of lightning from the sky.

There were lichs tearing open gaps in space one after another, and the tentacles of other-dimensional beasts sticking out of them wrapped around anything they could touch.

Black circles lit up on the ground, devouring everything that came close, indistinguishing between friend and foe.

The flames of hell that exploded, the aura of divine binding, the whip of holy light of divine whipping, almost every corner. The light of the Great Blessing Technique fell from the sky.

There are all kinds of magic, from hell to heaven to elemental. The Blood Clan elders could only cope with it with their might.

Hydra made its way forward with the cooperation of several lichs, and its huge tentacles made of corpses became its most reliable comrades.

Blessed with the lich's wind and power spells, Jones ran down the neck of the hydra, leaped to his feet, and slashed at Elder Barsalomu with his sword.

With a "bang", Elder Barsaromu's left palm turned into a black sword, and he caught Jones's attack in the air.

The figures of both sides paused in the air, and then, Jones stabbed at Elder Barsaromu with a backhand and a sword, and was once again taken.

It was a suicidal offensive, both for Jones and for the lichs.

The lichs were trying to exert a power they hadn't yet fully mastered, and Jones disarmed all defenses and moved forward.

The Blood Clan elders scattered, trying to leave this dangerous realm. The encirclement, which had been compressed to the extreme, was torn apart at once.

In the face of Jones's seemingly fierce but unthreatening attack, Elder Barcelo retreated.

"Fight back——! why don't you fight back! Come on!" Jones roared, using his flying magic to continue sprinting forward.

Elder Barsaromu still responded calmly, rubbing shoulders with Jones with a grim face, and with a turn, he slashed his "hand sword" into the armor of Jones's back, knocking him out of the air.

The sand and dust rose like exploding flowers.

However, when the dust cleared, Jones stood up again, flew into the sky again, and rushed towards him.

Divine light descended from the sky and shone towards Elder Basaromu, chasing after him, but none of them could really fall on him. After all, this Blood Ancestor's movements were unbelievably fast.

All kinds of magic are raging wildly, and every lich is running wild. The firelight turned the sky red, and it was like the end of the world.

Elder Adrien and Elder Felix didn't make a move the whole time, and they had been quietly hovering on the edge of the battlefield.

Dora still held the flag aloft, standing on the back of the Hydra.

......

"What were you doing?" Morka asked Adair.

Adair was silent, looking up at the ceiling quietly. After a while, he whispered, "I cried." ”

"Crying?" Morka shook his head, "I don't really understand. ”

"I don't really understand either, but I do cry. Closing his eyes, Adair whispered, "Jones is fighting for his dreams." Swing your sword at the Great Elder...... This is something that no Bloodline dares to think of. But perhaps, that's what life should be. ”

"Did you do it?"

"Yes. ”

"But you've never done it yourself. ”

"Yes, that's an exception. Adair replied with a smile.

......

Tears fell one by one.

Adair picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground, held it in his hand, and walked forward towards the apocalyptic picture.

Belle looked at him in horror.

"Jones——! I'll help you!" shouted Adair, turning into a bat and flying into battle.

Flames raged around him, lightning roared around him, and the tentacles of the giant monsters from the abyss brushed against him. However, the little bat still glided and rushed to Jones's side to join the fray.

Tess stared blankly.

Isidor stared blankly.

Prince Harez stared blankly.

Elder Barsaromu had to turn his other palm into a sword as well, fending off attacks from both sides.

Prince Louis, who had fallen behind, looked at his son in horror, and watched as Adair, like Jones, repeatedly rushed towards Grand Elder Barçaromu. The offensive was easily defused again and again, knocked down again and again, and rose again and again......

"I'm going to summon an extraterrestrial ——!," Erin shouted, chanting a spell.

"No——! you're going to ruin the world!" William hurriedly stopped Erin.

"Hahaha! Destruction magic is my favorite!" Barbuti wielded through the battlefield with a bolt of lightning that could tear everything apart.

Akua flew in mid-air, helpless, not knowing what to do.

"Oh my God, I've just come out of the soul box, do I have to go back again? Ecleon shook his head helplessly, his hands rubbing one mass destruction magic after another.

Count Dracula stared blankly.

Susan stared blankly.

The entire blood clan was staring blankly.

"Go back, there's no point. We're not going to get what we want. Elder Felix's voice rang in the ears of Grand Elder Barsalomu.

Elder Adrien had already turned away.

The Blood Clan elders had already begun to scatter and leave the battlefield.

Little by little, Elder Bassalomu retreated.

Jones and Adair were still in frenzied pursuit, and he could only defend and retreat.

......

"I used my sword to slash at Grand Elder Barsalomu, and he used his magic power to gather a long sword in the palm of his hand to resist. I tried my best, I had never used that hard in my life, and when I slashed down with a sword, I thought my hand would hurt. However, no. Because I did my best to hold the sword, my hand didn't hurt, but I felt a very fulfilling feeling. The whole body trembled for a moment, and trembled heavily. The more he spoke, the more excited he became: "At that moment, in my eyes, the whole world was only me, Jones, and Grand Elder Barcelome. We rushed at him over and over again and again, and he would fight back, it hurt. But...... It's cool. It's never been so happy. Hahahaha. ”

Morka frowned, looked at Adair, and smiled, "And then?"

"We chased him all the way. ”

"And then?"

"Then he turned his back to us and we rushed up again. He turned, slashed his sword away, and roared at us......" Adair sneered, laughing out of tears.

"What did you say?" asked Morca.

"He said, 'Do you want to chase me to the High Court?'"

"High Court?"

"Yes. We realized that we had been chasing him some distance away from the battlefield. It's about a distance of several kilometers, and we don't know it. Adair shook his head and smiled. Helpless, but relieved.

......

Yes, the Senate chose to retreat. When a war, even if it is won, it will not get what they want, and even pay a huge price, it will lose the meaning of going on.

The funny thing is that the side of Giant Snake City, which was in a state of rage at that time, didn't even notice that the other party was retreating. Not only Jones and Adair didn't find it, but everyone didn't.

Erin finally figured out the legendary forbidden technique and prepared to make a big shot. Then he was surprised to find that the Blood Clan elders were gone, and in the end they could only bombard the unlucky zombies who had no time to retreat.

William hung in the air and looked around, only to see the corpses everywhere, and the zombie army that was all over the mountains and retreated in panic.

The members of the Senate are gone, and the Bloods have fled to the horizon. One airship after another swayed away.

Hydra stood in the center of the battlefield, somewhat overwhelmed.

Dora still guards the flag.

Jones stood on the hillside, watching the figure of Grand Elder Barçalomu disappear into the sky, his face dazed. It wasn't until a ray of sunlight shone through the clouds and hit his face that he woke up suddenly.

"Whew! We won! We won! Hahahaha!"

"Yes, we won!"

"Time flies! We fought all night!"

"Stop talking! Find a place to hide! Hahahaha!"

In the end, Jones and Adair were left to huddle in a tree hole in an unknown forest, shielding them from the sun with the leaves next to them, and then waiting for rescue.

Normally, the Holy Light is much stronger than the sun, and they can carry the Holy Light to fight, so naturally they can carry the sunlight back. However, that is only when the nerves are tense. Now that I have suddenly won, as soon as I relax, I can't bear it. And the magic itself has been overdrawn.

If you force yourself to run back like this, you might actually turn into a bat.

After more than four hours of hiding, Jones thought they were going to wait until nightfall. In the end, Belle in the Silver Moon Armor turned over the branches that covered the hole in the tree, and then stuffed in two sets of Silver Moon Helmets from the outside.

"Sorry, I came. The battlefield hasn't been cleaned up yet, it's a mess. I also searched for a long time to find you. I thought you were captured by the Senate. ”

Putting on his helmet, Jones hurriedly asked, "What about Dora?"

"She's in a hurry, but she's in the wrong direction. I've sent someone to inform her. Belle stole a slit open of the mask and stuck her tongue out at Jones.

"I have to take a hot shower when I go back, it's so embarrassing, it's not my style. Adair crawled out of the hollow in his armor and stumbled.

......

The wind blew through the earth, shaking the branches, and the trees rippled like the waves.

In the sunlight, Adair and Jones walked from a distance wearing their brand-new silver moon helmets.

Across the mountains, on the plains, is the scorched earth and corpses everywhere.

The bone dragon roared through the air, and the lichs gathered to discuss something.

Industrious goblins are cleaning up the battlefield and trying to find some loot from the zombies.

The Idesi rivers were cut off, and the water overflowed the riverbanks.

Hydra slowly lowered his nine heads and looked at Jones carefully. Jones reached out and stroked its head.

A skeletal dragon flew in from a distance, and Dora jumped down, threw herself into Jones's arms, and cried out with a "wow".

Jones laughed.

The dwarves in the distance, the elves, laughed too. Each of them was scarred, but they smiled so brightly.

Under the sun, on the devastated earth, the broken nine-petal snake flower flag is still standing and fluttering. A little bit of debris drifted into the distance.

......

In the quiet room, Morka and Adair stared at each other silently.

It was still pitch black.

"You won. ”

"Yes, a miserable, somewhat incredible victory. I still don't know how to describe how I felt. Jones was destined to become a legend, and his name was destined to be sung over and over again by bards. The nine-petal snake fluttering. He proved to everyone that he was no worse than his adoptive father, and made the various forces on the continent begin to re-examine Giant Snake City. Including the Senate. For this, we paid the price. ”

"Do you think it's worth it?"

"Why would you ask such a question?"

"Hmm......" Morka said as he stroked his beard and frowned, "There is no doubt that Jones's justice is not exactly the same as that of his adoptive father. As far as I know, almost all of the battles Gray has experienced are immortal. He was always merciful. And at the Battle of the Adesi, you actually killed a lot of people, not just the undead. The Blood Clan Elders, as well as those Blood Clan nobles, also had many deaths. ”

"His adoptive father is a fairy tale, Morca, and you know that better than I do. Gray Grugru's justice is a fairy tale. Adair smiled and replied, "Fairy tales inspire us, but we can't just have fairy tales. Jones stepped on real ground with both feet, little by little, and he was real. I prefer his way. There will be sacrifices and payouts on the way forward, and every victory will have a price. When it came time to sacrifice, Jones was the first to rush forward. He's earnestly practicing all that he can. ”

"Maybe some people will interpret it differently?" Morka said, pursing her lips, "for example, I heard some objections. They believe that Jones will never reach the heights of Gray Grugru. There will also be many ...... for his behavior."

"It doesn't matter, Morca. Adair interrupted Morka.

"And what's important?" asked Morka.

Pointing to his heart, Adair whispered, "It's the 'heart' that matters. Isn't that what Gray Grugru taught Jones to 'obey your heart' and do what feels right for you. Conscientiously implementing the spirit of chivalry is itself the most perfect interpretation of the spirit of chivalry. We don't care what people say, it doesn't matter. We just need to have a clear conscience. ”

"Clear conscience?" Morka looked at Adair quietly.

"Yes, with a clear conscience. Adair watched him silently, too.

After a while, Morka reluctantly spread out his four hands: "Okay, you're right." Adair. Thank you for the material you gave me. ”

As he spoke, he held out a hand across his desk towards Adair.

"You're welcome. Adair smiled politely and shook his hand.