He prayed that the blessings of the darkness would continue, and that those who wanted to find the emerald in the midst of such chaos would have to rely on divine help.

Once again, Iban seized the opportunity to assist Munjina. "Robert told you to go to the square now," he cried.

"Meet your family!"

"No, that's not the plan!" shouted Elistan trying to stop them.

But it was too late, and the men, seeing their families free, rushed out of the mines.

Hundreds of dwarves of the valley rushed out with great joy, for they thought it was just some kind of holiday celebration.

Iban eagerly searched the crowd in the hope of finding the Emerald Man, and finally, he decided to start in his cell.

Sure enough, he saw a man sitting in his cell with blank eyes, looking around.

Iban knelt beside him smartly, trying to remember the man's name. Is it some kind of ...... It's a bit old......

"Belém. After some struggle, Iban finally remembered. "Belen?"

The man looked up, and for the first time in weeks, a light appeared on his face.

He wasn't as deaf and dumb as he thought. He's just a guy who only notices his mysterious pursuit of a goal.

He's still human, and his name is still very affectionate to him in human terms.

"Belém. Iban said again, licking his lips nervously. He finally found him, but didn't know what to do next.

He knew that when the poor insects outside were attacked by the dragon, the first thing they would do was turn back and hide in the mines.

He had to get out with Belen before Robert could get to him. But, where to go?

He could take him to New Grande on the orders of Paijas, but Iban didn't like the offer.

Meng Minna was bound to run into them, and once he became suspicious, there were many questions that Yiban couldn't answer.

That's right, there's only one place where Iban can safely escape with him, and that's outside the walls of New Grande.

They can hide in the wilderness until the chaos subsides, and then sneak into the fortress at night.

Yiban made up his mind and helped Belen to his feet.

"There's going to be a war out there. He said. "I will take you away lest you be harmed.

I'm your friend. Do you understand?"

There seemed to be a high level of wisdom hidden in the man's eyes. He no longer looked like an elf of indistinguishable age, but instead a human who had suffered so much.

Belen sighed quietly and nodded.

Meng Minna angrily walked out of the room, pulling at the leather gloves with steel plates hanging from his hands, and a dragonman followed closely behind, holding the dragoon's needle hammer in his hand, "Night Bringer".

The other dragonmen gathered in the hallway, ready to return to Pelos' lair, on the orders of the Fierce Min.

"No, you fools, don't withdraw your army! I can fix this place without much effort, and Wellington will be in flames before evening, Blaze!"

He shouted as he opened the door to the dragon's lair. Looking up, he saw smoke and fire rising from the balcony, and the roar of the red dragon.

"Blaze!" no one answered. "How long will it take you to catch it!" he shouted anxiously, turning around and nearly bumping into a dragonman officer.

"Are you going to put this dragon saddle on, King?"

"No, there's no time. Anyway, this is only used in battle, and the group of waste outside is not vulnerable at all, but a few hundred slaves. ”

"But the slaves had subdued the guards and were reunited with their families in the square. ”

"How's your strength?"

"Not enough, King. The dragonman officer's eyes flickered. He didn't think it was a wise choice to attack the nest.

"We had about forty or fifty men, and the slaves were about three hundred men, and the women were about the same number.

The women will definitely fight alongside the men. Once they have a chance to organize, escape into the mountains—"

"Bah! Blaze!" called out to the Fierce Minna again. He heard a heavy metal thump from the other end of the fortress.

Then he heard another voice, and the huge gears rattled and turned as if reluctantly.

As Munjina pondered where the voices were coming from, Patrick flew back to his lair.

The dragoon will immediately run to the dragon's side and climb up to the dragon's back with great skill.

Although the two creatures distrust each other, the tacit understanding between the two in battle is indescribable.

Their hatred of various races and their desire for power make them the best partners that they don't want to admit to each other.

"Take off!" Fierce yelled, and Paith flew along.

"It's useless, old friend. Robert told Stone quietly, placing his hand on the knight's shoulder as he tried to maintain order. "You're just wasting your efforts, so let's keep it for war!"

"There's nothing to fight. Stone coughed as he spoke, his voice hoarse from excessive shouting.

"We're going to be trapped, trampled to death like rats. Why aren't these fools obedient?"

The two stood at the north end of the square, about twenty feet from the gates of the New Grande.

The mountains of the south were their only hope. The gate behind them would be flooded out at any moment, and the fierce minna and the dragon didn't know where they were inside the fortress.

In vain, Ilistan tried to calm the crowd and urged them to move south.

But the men insisted on finding their women, and the women insisted on finding their children.

Several families, already reunited, began to move south, but it was too late, too slow.

Like a red tube, Paius burst out of New Grande Fortress, streamlined wings tucked at his sides, his massive tail fluttering behind him.

The dragoon will ride on his back, the hideous mask emitting an evil aura in the morning light.

Fiercely grasping the sharp horns on the red dragon's back, Meng Min flew into the blue sky, blocking out the daylight and shrouding the crowd below in shadow.

The fear of dragons quickly spread. Unable to scream or move, they could only hug each other in fear, knowing that death would be their fate.

At the sound of the fierce min, Paigus landed on one of the spires of the fortress.

Meng Minna looked angrily at the crowd below.

Robert could only watch helplessly, and suddenly felt Stone grab his arm.

"Look!" the knight pointed to the north, the gate of the fortress.

Robert looked away from the dragoon in a daze, only to see the two men running as hard as they could towards the gates of the fortress.

"Iban!" he shouted in disbelief. "But who is following him?"

"He can't escape!" shouted Stone. Before Robert could stop him, he caught another glimpse of a red figure flashing - Rodrith and his twin brother.

"I also have some accounts to settle with him. The mage said hoarsely. The three of them just caught up with Shi Stone, who twisted Yiban's collar and threw him to the ground.

"Traitor!" strode shouted. "Even if I die today, I'm going to send you to Hell first!" he drew his sword and pulled Iban's head back.

Suddenly, Iban's companion turned around and grabbed Stone's hand with the sword.

Stone was taken aback, let go of the hand that grabbed the duty, and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

The man's shirt was lifted by the wind. Right on his chest, inlaid with an emerald!

The sun shone on the fist-sized gem, shining with an evil light.

"I've never heard or seen a spell like this!" said Rodrith, who joined the others in surprise as he stood beside Stone.

Seeing everyone looking at his chest in surprise, Belen subconsciously covered it with his shirt.

He let go of his grip on Burn and ran towards the gate, and Iban struggled to his feet and ran away.

Stone lunged forward again, but Robert stopped him this time.

"Forget it!" he said. "It's too late! We have to protect the others. ”

"Robert, look!" Callamon shouted, pointing to the gates of the fortress.

An opening opened in the upper part of the fortress gate, and slowly, the opening grew larger and larger.

It was slow at first, but then it slowly picked up, and the huge granite began to fall to the ground, shattering the foundation with a huge force and raising up a cloud of sand.

They could also hear the sound of chains turning rapidly.

When Iban and Belém arrived at the gate, the granite fell right down. Iban screamed in fear and subconsciously raised his hand to protect his head.

The man next to him looked up and sighed softly. The two men were buried under a multi-ton rock. The ancient defense system of New Grande thus completely blocked the fortress.

"This is your last chance to be ungrateful!" Fierce Min yelled, interrupted by the sound of a falling boulder, which only made him angrier.

"I give you the opportunity to work for me and to bring glory to the darkness that comes. I don't think about you and your family, but you are stubborn and stupid. They will pay with your lives!"

The dragoon will hold aloft the Nightbringer. "I'm going to kill all the men, women, and children!"

After the announcement that the dragoon would be announced, Paihus spread his wings and took to the skies. The dragon took a deep breath, intending to use the flames to scorch the helpless people below.

However, the dragon's dive was blocked, and Mataforo flew up from the ruins of the broken fortress and charged straight for Pai.

The old dragon has gone completely insane. She was once again trapped in a nightmare of losing her own child.

She vaguely saw the knight riding a silver and golden dragon, holding an ugly dragon slayer spear shining in the sun.

She tried in vain to convince the children not to join this hopeless battle, and she desperately hoped to convince them that the war was over.

They were too young to be persuaded, and they left the nest, leaving her alone to cry.

She could imagine the terrible war in her heart, her children all dead under the dragon slaying spear, and at this moment, she heard the voice of Meng Minna.

"I ...... Kill all the kids!"

Just like centuries ago, she flew into the sky to protect her children.

Paius was taken aback by this unexpected attack, and he narrowly avoided the blow that Mataforo threw at his flank, but Mataforo finally caught the strong muscles he used to swing his wings, causing ~ sharp pain.

Paith regained his advantage by rolling in the air, cutting a deep wound into Mata's soft abdomen with his sharp front paws.

In her complete frenzy, she no longer felt a trace of pain, but the strange power of the young dragon caused her to tumble several times in the air.

Fangcai's turn was a reflexive defensive move by Pai, and with this stance, he gained an advantage in both height and time.

But he forgot the dragoon on his back, and this time he didn't put on the dragon saddle he usually used for battle, so that Meng Minna immediately fell towards the square below.

Fortunately, the height was not too high, and he landed unscathed, only a little bruised and frightened.

Most of the people fled in fear when they saw him stand up, but he noticed that there were four people on the north side of the square who did not run away, and that these four men were coming towards him.

The accident of Mataforo's attack on Pai's and the fall of Fernana to the ground doubled the excitement of the panicked crowd, and what Elistan could not do was now fulfilled.

The group regained their senses and began to shake off the shadow of fear, and fled towards the south en masse.

Seeing this, Officer Long Jin immediately sent all his soldiers to follow closely, and at the same time assigned a pterodactyl from the fortress to urgently recall the attacking troops.

The dragons poured into the crowd, and if they were trying to scare the crowd, they had clearly miscalculated.

The people had had enough of having been robbed of their freedom for the peace and security promised by others, and now they finally understood that there could be no peace in Candela as long as these monsters were present.

Men, women, and children from Willow and Gateway fought with all the weapons at their disposal: rocks, fists, teeth, and nails turned into tools for venting their anger.

Everyone was separated by the crowd, and Lolana was also isolated from everyone. Gilcenas tried to stay with her, but was pushed out of the way.

The elven woman clenched her sword in fear and retreated to the walls of the fortress. She watched the battle in front of her in a panic, and a man collapsed with his belly in his arms, his hands covered in his own blood.

His dying eyes stared at her, blood streaming to her feet, and she stared blankly at the puddle of blood.

Then she heard a noise nearby, and she looked up tremblingly, just in time to see the murderer, the face of the ugly reptile.

The dragonman saw a stunned elven woman standing in front of her, and thought of a way to easily deal with the prey in front of him.

Its long tongue licked the blood of the blade, straddled the corpse on the ground, and rushed towards Lorana.

She clenched the sword in her hand, swallowing uneasily in her throat, and Lolana could only stab blindly forward with the most primitive defensive instincts.

The dragonman was shot defenselessly, and Lolana stabbed her sword deep into her enemy's body, feeling the sharp blade pierce through the armor.

The blade sliced through the muscles, and the dying wails of the monster as its bones broke.

It's not war, but it's thrilling. Elves are natural warriors, and their physical flexibility is superior to that of other races, which makes them exceptionally light in battle.

Exceptional balance skills and keen eyesight also make Elves excellent archers.