It was already dark, and there was a fluctuation of magic power in the space, and Evan and the magic apprentice appeared at the entrance of the cemetery, and Ellie and the three of them were not far away.

"Ellie, what the hell is going on here?" Aven's face was ugly, and his tone was filled with deep remorse.

He didn't expect that the Tomb Grove was really a cursed land of the undead, as the legend suggests.

I saw Ellie slumped in the dust, and the quiver beside her was empty. The originally fair and ruddy little face was stained with blood and dust, as well as intricate tear stains.

The girl looked up blankly and saw Evan and Rodrith standing in front of her, looking at her worriedly.

"Ellie, you, what's wrong with your eyes?" Rodelis cried out in surprise.

Ai Wen also noticed something strange at this moment - the girl's pupils turned silver!

People with heterogeneous pupils are not uncommon in the Starfall Continent, for example, the dark elves have deep dark purple pupils, and the orcs are mostly born with blood-red or amber eyes.

However, having silver pupils is unheard of. The legendary goddess of wisdom, Athena, had such silver eyes.

As one of the twelve main gods, Athena is not only synonymous with wisdom and beauty. She also has another lesser-known title: 'Valkyrie'.

When Ai Wen looked at the girl, his heart was filled with inexplicable awe. Those unfathomable eyes seem to be able to see through everything about themselves.

"Court mage Aven, you have to protect my child. Ellie uttered the threatening words, apparently having been taken over by someone else.

Ai Wen's expression suddenly showed a frightened expression, and countless possible thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally locked on a name that was out of reach.

Rodrith couldn't believe his eyes, because he saw the old court magician slowly kneeling down in front of Ellie, with a reverent look on his face.

......

I saw Ellie close her eyes, and then slowly open them, and her pupils changed back to their original light blue.

"Looks like the one is gone......" Evan muttered to himself.

Seeing the two of them appear in front of her, the girl was about to collapse, and her heart was greatly comforted, and the sadness in her heart dissipated.

"Lord Aven, why are you on your knees?!" Ellie asked with a look of surprise, as if she had no idea what had just happened.

The old man did not answer, but walked closer and lowered himself to examine the injuries of the two.

The injuries of the two men varied, with Loras suffering extremely severe injuries from the massive impact of the Madness Spider. Evan temporarily stopped the bleeding with his magic.

And Filin, on the other hand, was mentally devastated, and the power of the coat of arms flowing into his body made him overloaded.

At this time, he was like a burning candle, and his body had reached its limit. Only by slowly cultivating can we return to our original state.

The same thing was that both of them were only breathing weakly, and if Evan had arrived any later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

After inspecting Loras and Filin's injuries, the old man looked solemn, and he couldn't heal them for a while, so it was imperative to move the three to a safe place as soon as possible.

The court magician whispered a mantra, grabbed his right hand in the air, and a two-meter-long wand appeared in his hand.

He began to condense his magic, the sapphire at the tip of his wand glowing brightly.

Evan let out a low sigh, and the space in front of him distorted slightly, forming a vortex of energy that could be transferred in space.

"Walk into the portal!" Rodrith immediately picked up Film, and Ellie put Loras on the old man's back, and the four of them disappeared into the cemetery in an instant.

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"Brandon, he's gone......" Edward's tone carried a hint of guilt.

"Sure enough, I'm leaving... Hopefully, he can see Diana as he wishes. Caesar looked very lonely.

Today is the one hundred and seventy-second day of the siege, September 16, 773 in the Landau calendar.

The wind was cold under the Wind and Snow City, and the atmosphere of slaughter was permeated all around.

More than 370,000 troops of the Southern Union Army came to the city and surrounded this nearly 1,000-year-old city in the northern part of the mainland.

If Caesar captures this city, it means that the area inhabited by humans on the Starfall Continent will be completely unified, and the division that has existed for thousands of years will come to an end.

With that, Caesar removed his sword from the wall and walked out of the tent.

He looked up at the city wall made of ice, which was a hundred meters high, sighed heavily, and said, "Is my choice right or wrong?"

Edward was standing straight behind the young leader, as if he had thought of something, but chose to remain silent.

The banners of the lords of the north fluttered on the walls, and the scattered small states of the north collapsed under the overwhelming offensive of the southern coalition forces.

In order to save their lives, the nobles took their families and a few retinues and hid in the thick city walls.

The northern nobles who had lost their land had reached the end of their rope, and Blizzard City had become their last fortress.

Blizzard, Hall of Lords.

The torches burning on the walls flickered and flickered, and the nobles of the north were now sitting around the rectangular wooden tables in the hall, strategically deliberating.

However, this kind of discussion has been going on for 172 days.

"Those southerners are really insatiable, and after the city is broken, I'm afraid we will all be killed!" shouted a little nobleman with a lewd appearance.

"It won't be long before they retreat. After all, those southerners came from afar, and they couldn't adapt to the cold climate of the north. A middle-aged knight said in a confident tone.

"If it were me, I would definitely order the siege immediately. ”

"Delai, you're alarmist again!"

“......”

Sloan Horace, the lord of Blizzard City and the former head of the Blizzard Knights, was sitting in the most prominent position at the wooden table at the moment.

His rugged face was scarred from war, he wore heavy steel armor from head to toe, and a giant axe hanging on the wall behind him was his usual weapon.

Sloane's impatience was evident at this point, and his legs trembled impatiently.

"Give me all the silence!" the nobles immediately shut their mouths when they heard this.

Sloane's face looked a little hideous, he was fed up with wasting hours here every day just to listen to the endless complaints of these homeless aristocrats.

Sloane's eyes were cold, and he said, "I really don't know why I let you scum into the city in the first place. ”

"Sloane, don't think we're relying on you! I won't stay in this kind of ghost place long after the war is over!" said the obscene nobleman with a dissatisfied expression.

"Once the war is over, we will only be greeted with death. Sloan's emotionless voice echoed in the hall for a long time, and none of the nobles stood up to refute it, as if they had acquiesced to this fact.

The aristocratic lords ostensibly scoffed at it, and soon quarreled again.