"The energy beam is fully charged, warmed up, countdown, 10...... 9......”

Behind the five Templars, the voices of the soldiers were heard, and the gray-black charged crystals regained their scorching light, and they clenched their weapons to resist the oncoming oppression.

It's hard to imagine a dragon with half of its wings pierced bursting into the speed of the wind, and the dragon's roar resounding through the sky, and this scene could not be better as a prelude to war. No one knows how long the war will last, perhaps longer than the Hundred Years' War, as the Templars remained in the capital of the Byronic Empire by decree of the Church, watching their kingdom fail.

But this time was different.

They can use their abilities to their heart's content, as the Byronic Empire has powerful allies strong enough to shake the Order Cult.

"Block the blow and it's over. ”

The five exchanged glances.

The dragons were faster than they expected, but by blocking the blow, they would be able to solve the problem once and for all—at a distance they didn't need to aim to ensure that the beam of energy pierced the dragon's head. No matter how strong the dragon's vitality is, if it is blown out of the head, it will definitely die.

“8、7、6......”

The countdown of the soldiers continued, but the Templars' eyes were fixed on the brown dragon that was close at hand, and the anger in the dragon's eyes was clearly visible.

However, even if they were unable to stop the dragon's attack, their purpose had already been achieved—the airship on Princess Angel had just passed through their fleet, and behind them was the spatial passage that the black-robed man who claimed to be from the Chaos Sect tore through for them, leading to the capital of the Byron Empire.

This is what the black-robed man called the art of war.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose a local battlefield, they are the only ones who can be the ultimate victors.

"Princess Angel, die. ”

Even though the airship is mostly damaged, the space hub is close at hand.

"Look behind you. ”

"Is there another dragon coming to your rescue?" said this, and the Templars turned back cooperatively.

It wasn't the dragon that stood in the way, but a girl with short silver hair. The Templar almost burst out laughing, and although he didn't know how the girl came here, with her delicate body, she would only be crushed by the empty boat.

"Perhaps...... A more powerful ally than the Dragon. ”

At the same time—

The neatly arranged airships of the Byron Empire let out a tooth-aching sound, and the crystals appeared to varying degrees of cracks after charging. The main source of the sound was not crystal, but from the bottom of the airship—the steel-forged cabin had been torn apart and deformed, and the soldiers felt as if an invisible hand was pressing them to the ground above the sky.

"Sir, the airship is suddenly out of control!"

The soldiers hurriedly reported their situation to the Templars standing at the bow of the ship.

The Templars took a sip, and sure enough, the merchants of the neutral countries could not be trusted, and the weapons sold to them at high prices had gone wrong at such a time!

"Stop this damn dragon with all your might!"

Since the crystal weapon can no longer be counted on, it can only return to the most primitive hand-to-hand combat. However, before he could finish speaking, he saw the airship being torn into several pieces by an inexplicable distance, and before the soldiers could respond to his order, they fell down towards the steel city along with the scattered parts of the airship.

The Templars cursed, but as long as they could block the dragon's blow, they would be able to ...... Princess Angel's airship

The next moment, a silver-white sword light pierced through the entire empty ship.

The airship in front of the space hub paused for a moment, then it was divided into several sections, and before Princess Angel could scream, a small vortex appeared under her feet, and she fell into the vortex, and when she regained consciousness, she found herself standing in front of the valley of morning dew.

Then he saw Lin Qiu.

"I knew you came back to help me!" Angel ran a few steps in surprise and pounced on Lin Qiu.

"A must. ”

Lin Qiu responded, hiding his merit and fame.

They came to find Prince Dima, and by the way, they saved Angel. However, Lin Qiu knew that the truth was often hurtful, and he planned to let this cheerful little girl retain some beautiful visions.

"Look, that's why the church won't let us fight. Lin Qiu shrugged at the Templars who were tied to the ground, to be honest, the people of this world are still relatively innocent and simple, and in terms of sarcasm skills, they are simply not on the same level as the people of their own era.

Even the ridicule level of junior high school students playing games is several grades better than them, and Lin Qiu estimates that these people can only tie with primary school students on the Internet at best if they exhaust their life's work. Therefore, Lin Qiu, who had been through a hundred battles, didn't bother to take care of him at all when the other party was smirking alone.

"If we go to war, it's so unfair to you. Ophelia just 'carelessly' ruined all your plans. ”

The entire purpose of the Eastern War was to capture Angel, and because of this, if the airship entered the space hub, even if the local battlefield failed, it would at best put a few of them in, and there were many more Templars preparing to fight in the capital...... On the other hand, if they fail to take Princess Angel away, even if they destroy Steel City, it will not help.

Not to mention that in this case, it is simply impossible for them to destroy the steel city!

They are clearly one step away from victory!

"Who the hell are you!?"

The Templars asked angrily, there was no enemy in the capital of the Byron Empire who could take down an entire air force with a single blow like Lin Qiu.

"I'm glad you asked, I've been preparing for a long time for an answer to this question. ”

Lin Qiu's self-confidence made the Templars even more desperate, and he felt as if everything was in the hands of the other party.

Lin Qiu skillfully took out the golden sword and shield emblem that had been prepared for a long time from his clothes and put it on his shoulder, the Templar was stunned, although he had not heard of Lin Qiu's name, he knew what the golden sword and shield emblem meant.

In the church, too, only eight people are eligible to wear this emblem.

"You...... You are!"

"That's right, I'm the youngest Grand Chef in the history of Helutia, Tyr-Little Master-Cylenus! You can just call it Little Master!" Lin Qiu introduced himself in a proud tone.

The brown dragon broke through the Templar defenses, and the five were about to fight back, but Ophelia, who had outflanked them from behind, seized the opportunity, and the five of them fell like kites with broken strings towards the Iron City.

"The war is over. ”