The death of the green dragon "Emerald Sweeper" Kamala III greatly shook the Thracian army.

In contrast to the death of Owens Pitutz in the "Mountain of Shields", the final battle of Kamara III's life was fought in the air or even near high altitude. The entire battlefield—whether it was below them, or the Thracian positions not far away, or the magical ceremony scene behind, or the castle of Erlanz farther away—everyone could see the battle, and see the green dragon shot down and fall from the sky to the ground.

What's more, when Camara III died, it was already turbulent and difficult to breathe, making the horses a little weak, and they had to rely on the whips of the knights to run...... The dragon power that was so strong and terrifying weakened and contracted in an instant that it was almost imperceptible.

This change can be clearly felt even by the blind.

The officers and men of the Thracian army, naturally, understood what this meant.

Marquis Drake, who was waiting for the Green Dragon's triumphant return from the tent, cursed in a low voice, and then walked out of the tent and told the soldiers to quickly pack their things.

"I'm afraid we're going to lose this battle, and we must be ready to retreat. He said coldly, "A rout is one of the most terrible things in the world, and if the situation is really bad, we will be at the forefront of the defeated army!"

His adjutant, Earl Charles Howard, frowned slightly and asked with some concern, "Is the situation already so bad?"

"Maybe not as bad as I said. Marquis Drake's tone didn't soften, "Maybe it's worse than we thought!"

He paused, and finally showed a worried look for the first time: "Owens Pitutz died not long ago, and Kamara III died just now...... I don't know how many helpers His Majesty has found, and I don't know how many helpers there are on Elantz's side, but the helpers I found are finished!"

"It's not that simple, our Drake family has always obtained a lot of rare treasures from the Swamp through the relationship of Kamara III...... Now that's all gone. Even if we can win this battle, we will be in trouble, a lot of trouble, a lot of trouble!"

"No, these are nothing, and if we can win, there is a way to solve these problems. He looked at the back of the Thracian position, in the direction of the magic ritual, "If the ritual can be done......

"Then it's time for us to retreat. Charles nodded and smiled in realization, "If even you are so worried, things must have been very bad, and retreating now is probably the best option." ”

"No! we can't retreat yet!" Frans Drake vetoed the adjutant's suggestion, "at least not yet...... In short, go and get ready, and listen to my orders at any time. I demand that once I give the order to retreat, within five minutes, the elite of our Drake family will be able to withdraw from the battlefield!"

The adjutant nodded and obeyed, quickly left, and arranged the work.

Marquis Drake frowned, looked in the direction of the magic ceremony, and then looked in the direction of Elantz Castle, and was silent.

He can hold on, but others don't have to.

Seeing the death of the green dragon Kamala III, someone finally made up his mind.

Lepp Heinrich, who was fighting hard one-on-two, sighed secretly, and then swung his sword.

Unlike any previous time, this time when he swung his sword, the famous sword "Cold Ice", which had accompanied him for many years, suddenly shattered.

It didn't break, it didn't break, it crumbled at the moment of swinging the sword, like a handful of fine sand raised in a gale, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, "Sword King" Ewing Trella and "Old Sage" Majik Norre were both taken aback, and then they invariably used defensive means.

They have experienced a hundred battles, and naturally understand the truth that "if something is abnormal, it must be a demon". The Ice Sword Saint had been fighting hard before, and that sword had resisted the crazy attacks of the six swords of the Sword King for a long time, and it had also resisted the various spells of the old sage, not to mention cracks on it, not even a small gap. At the moment, it turned into dust without warning, how do you look at it, how do you think there is a problem!

What should I do if I have a problem?

The Sword King even immediately retreated, trying to retreat to the old sage's side, and the two joined forces to defend.

Anyway, they had just taken advantage of enough to gain the upper hand. As long as they survive the opponent's round of counterattack, the next advantage will definitely be on their side - the Sword Master without a sword may still be an unattainable master for ordinary people, but for them, it seems that the difficulty difficulty has dropped to the ordinary difficulty, which is much easier to deal with.

The Sword King retreated extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he retreated to the old sage's side, connecting his sword qi with his old friend's spells.

The connection between sword qi and spells is impossible for ordinary people, but for them, it is as simple as breathing - after all, they are old friends for hundreds of years, and they don't know how many times they have cooperated.

The two forces were connected, and the defense power was suddenly greatly enhanced, but the two of them were still frowning, and their hearts were nervous.

They could clearly feel a strong sense of crisis, but they didn't understand why this was happening—could it be that the Ice Sword Saint without a sword was stronger than the one with a sword?

At this moment, the Ice Sword Saint sighed deeply and swung his sword at them.

He doesn't have a sword in his hand, strictly speaking, he has a right hand in his hand, and he just makes a posture of "holding the sword and waving it", which looks very weird, like a crappy actor.

But the two legendary powerhouses suddenly felt that the sense of crisis was greatly enhanced, so strong that they almost suffocated.

At the same time, the two of them lit up with a teleportation light, and the magic items used to save their lives were activated.

However, in the next moment, the light dissipated, and the treasure that was supposed to be able to work was useless.

Before this light dissipated, the two of them felt a sharp pain in their chests at the same time, and when they looked down, they saw a bright red smooth mark, from the left chest of the Sword King to the right chest, and from the left chest to the right chest of the old sage.

It was a sword wound.

What is even more terrifying is that they clearly feel that the pain is not only coming from the surface of the body, but also from the inside of the body, and even ...... Behind.

What does that mean......? With just such a sword, their bodies have been cut into two pieces?

"How is that possible?!"

Both exclaimed at the same time, and immediately cast a spell to heal themselves.

The Ice Sword Saint ignored them, just stood in place, gasping violently.

He gasped for air, sweat oozing from his head, face, chest and back, so much so that his hair and clothes were soon wet as if they had been fished out of the water. And his body was even more shaky, trembling constantly, his face was frighteningly white, and he couldn't see even a little bit of blood, as if he had completely collapsed, and even could die directly at any time.

The sword was so depleted of him that it took him at least fifteen minutes to breathe before he could barely regain his ability to move.

The relieved Sword Master glanced regretfully at the little silver-white dust on the ground in front of him—the last trace of the sword of love that had accompanied him for many years, and then he walked straight towards Elantz Castle.

He approached the Sword King and the Old Sage without paying attention, and passed by them without warning, and walked directly to the castle behind.

In front of him, the knights and soldiers who were in charge of guarding the castle were motionless and dumbfounded. On their bodies, there is also such a smooth sword mark. Blood spilled out, staining a large area of their clothes red.

However, on the castle next to them, there was not a single sword mark in sight.

It's like ...... This sword does not exist at all.