The vicissitudes of the snow river, frozen for thousands of miles.

The sun is dazzling and high, giving the glacier a cold light.

Tens of thousands of demon people walked slowly, leaving a purple-red blood-stained footprint.

Thousands of Terran soldiers chanted battle songs of victory and brandished a million swords that defied life.

The blood moon is dead, the night is gone, and the tragic song of the Winged Demon is left alone.

Fight for life, fight for death.

Fight for the continuation of the race.

This is the current Winged Demon Clan.

The Nightfall and the Lionheart are all gone, and in the face of Akail's elite Time Knights, the Winged Demon is gambling with their lives for chance.

And the odds are so slim, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it is the driving force for the Winged Demon Clan to move forward.

They could no longer bear to look back, for fear that the people who were begging and begging would soften their hearts and make them lose the courage to fight. The grief cries of their parents, wives and children are overshadowed by countless of the same cries, and the only thing they can do is ignore them.

The heavily armored knights formed a brutal formation again and again, and each volley of light would leave behind a piece of broken flesh and blood.

Charge!--Just rush into the dense Minar Forest, relying on the magical energy of the thousand-year-old leyline chaos there, you can cover the eyes of the Time Knights, and you can give the continuation of the demon race one more chance!

The twin sons of the Winged Demon Clan swept into the sky and fell in the gray scroll. Living and dying together, they have fulfilled the noble vow between the twins.

There were less than twenty people left in the thousand winged demons in the short distance of more than a hundred miles, but there were not many Knights of Time left. Akayl was severely injured by the combination of Orka and Siu. Horka was incapacitated, but Orka was also seriously wounded.

The remnants of the Winged Demon staggered over the broken peak, Siu holding the dying Orka. Muttered to himself, "Today is the day of extermination." ”

"The Winged Demon Clan is gone, will the others survive soon?" Orka curled into Siu's arms, smiling weakly, gray blood lying on the corner of his mouth.

The purple eyes had dimmed, but Siwu still felt a wave of extremely faint elemental fluctuations, and he recognized the familiar aura of power.

"Avlière, are you the one who gave us the final blow?" Siu struggled to straighten up. The remaining powerful clansmen also stood up and looked at the small dot that was rapidly enlarging in the distance.

The last Onyx Dragon King released a majestic aura and faced an enemy who had little ability to resist.

"You know when we were exterminated. Do I feel it?Demon Emperor?" Afriel's deep voice resounded through the sky, and the panicked demon people could not resist the terrifying dragon might, and they fell to the ground one after another.

Orka leaned on Siu's shoulder, and saw a winged demon girl behind Siu slowly close her twin brother's eyes with a sad smile. Then backhand. Suddenly plunged his sharp nails into his own throat, quietly hugged his neck, and closed his eyes.

She was numb.

As the Winged Demon Supreme, she had never imagined that death was so imminent. But when death was really in front of her, she didn't feel the slightest fear, she just hoped that her sacrifice would be worthwhile.

She was used to seeing death, and when she saw her own death, her heart had faded.

"I am only responsible for my people. I don't have time to take care of your feelings, sorry. Siu said in an almost joking voice. "You made a mistake here, Dragon King. ”

The still alive Winged Demons rose to their feet, and illusory gray wings emerged from behind them, gathering the last remaining strength and pointing at the Dragon King of the Skyrim.

"Give it up. The Onyx Dragon King let out a long sigh, and then his huge wings rose like the sun, and countless magical elements began to gather along with the ancient and obscure dragon language.

The pair of Winged Demons who had been with them since Orka's first memories smiled at her and said, "Your Highness Orka, let's go first. ”

Orka smiled and nodded in acknowledgement as the pair of childhood companions with four pupils in their eyes burst into the sky, the brilliant gray glow shattering a large area of gathered magical elements. A dragon's breath hit them, and the gray light around them flickered before disappearing.

Going forward and backwards, the death-defying Winged Demon consumes the last of Afriel's strength, and the magic that is about to be completed is always interrupted at the last moment. Enraged, Avlier roared and shot down like an arrow, charging at the defenseless demon people below.

"Despicable. Siu sighed softly.

"Let's go. Orka said softly.

The first thing that panicked Orka was that Siu put her down and sketched a simple teleportation circle on her.

"Y-what are you doing?" Orka struggled to her feet, but the gathering magical elements restricted her movements.

"Get you out. Siu didn't dare look Orka in the eye.

"Are you crazy! are you going to resist Afriel alone, how can you send out a Thousand Wings without Orca?" Orca screamed, "Are you going to break our oath before the ancestral spirits?!"

"I'm sorry, Orka...... My sister, you must survive in this world of hatred and sorrow, alone. I know it's cruel to you, but if we want to put an end to this qiē grief, we must ruin the miè black magician. Siwu said in a trembling voice.

"What does this have to do with Orka!!" Orka's eyes were bloody, and the fear of losing her only loved one grabbed her, "Brother, please, please don't leave Orka...... It doesn't matter if the black mage is dead or alive, the winged demon twins, fate depends on each other, life and death are shared, have you forgotten it!"

"I haven't forgotten, you can only go to me after this qiē is over...... Obedient, Orka, I've let you be willful for so many years, let me be willful for once. ”

"No...... Brother, this responsibility is too heavy, and I really can't do it without you......"

"Goodbye, Orka, I wish you happiness......"

“...... Brother ......"

With a flash of light, the tragic battlefield disappeared.

"Ahh

The past she thought she had been forced to forget came back to her mind so really, and she let out a piercing scream in her sleep. Jumped up from the bed. The pajamas printed with the rabbit pattern had been soaked in cold sweat, and she suddenly felt like a huge coffin in her luxurious bedroom. She hugged the rabbit doll that Siwu had sewn for her and rushed out of the bedroom like crazy. A few steps to the deepest chamber of the Lebans mine.

Siwu in the crystal coffin had a serene face, as if he was still asleep. Orka hugged the hard crystal coffin fiercely, refusing to let go even if it hurt so much.

Cold sweat dripped, her sideburns dripping and she gasped for air, before she gradually relaxed after an hour. She stared blankly at the multicolored light and condensed majestic energy emanating from the depths of the crystal coffin, and breathed convulsively.

Holding the crystal coffin, she looked at the sleeping Siu. Feeling the energy of this leyline converging into Siwu's body, she felt a little relaxed and sat down on the stone bricks next to the crystal coffin.

"Why do you have such dreams?" Orka felt so uncomfortable. She gasped. "Swu, brother, when are you going to wake up? ”

The gasp turned into a sob, and gray teardrops crackled and fell on the stone bricks. There was a crisp sound.

A few minutes later. Orka gradually stood up, tears still on her face. She gave a gentle kiss on the cold crystal coffin one last time, and then dodged out of the chamber.

In the living room, Orka reclined on a bamboo chair.

"Black tea. She called.

"The subordinates are here. A man shrouded in loose robes slipped silently out of the shadows outside the door.

"You got a chance to compensate for the mistake you made at Mercedes last time. Orka said coldly, "Orka will not punish a useful talent like you lightly, but that does not mean that you are not punished by it." ”

Black Tea dared to glance up, saw the tears in the corners of Orka's eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head in fear.

Orka quickly dried her tears. She looked down at Black Tea coldly.

A sudden, tremendous pressure sent him to his knees.

"What you just saw has been forgotten. Right?"

"That'...... Of course, my lord......"

"Very well, we have information that Shinas intends to transport a batch of 'Shadowmen' to the Central Mountains. It seems that she wants to attack the Holy Cult, and Orka's task for you is to get a 'Shadowshi' in exchange for a part of the price - don't worry, the Hibernation Shadowman is safe. ”

Black Tea searched for the information about the "Shadow Warrior" in his mind, and then said tremblingly: "My lord, is the 'Shadow Priest' you are talking about, is it the 'Half-Spirit' that Lord Grimmel has studied?"

That's pretty much what it means. "An assassin who can freely switch between his body and his shadow is the power that Orka has always been looking for. The last Babiti incident probably leaked our half-spirit project, but I didn't expect the Holy Land to complete this idea one step ahead of us, which really made Orka angry. Do you have the confidence to complete the task?"

Black Tea immediately paused and said, "My subordinates swear to complete the task!"

"Hopefully, your determination will make Orka happy. Orka has assigned ten members of the Thousand Wings to transfer you this time, and you must bring them back intact. ”

Black Tea paused again and left the living room backwards.

In the empty room, Orka looked at a faint scar on the back of his hand, "Mercedes, let you live a little longer...... If Akayl, who is bound to die eventually, hadn't borrowed so many of my mages, Orka would have eaten up the elven fruit platter long ago!"

She sighed faintly, "Brother...... What if you were?'Orka couldn't believe what Shinas was thinking about resurrecting your Seal Stone, what a chance to tempt...... "It's the seventh day of the journey.

With their agility, the Knights of the Wind Order's apprentice knights swept up the trees, feeling the slightly cooler air from above.

And Lovian's task is to monitor these apprentice knights who are not as self-controlled as those regular knights who wear heavy armor day and night to not lose control and leave their posts, and this job leads him to stand next to the convoy at all times, and monitor the probationary knights who are a little too sensitive through the mental force field that radiates from them.

The carriage at the front of the convoy was a place where his mental power could not penetrate from beginning to end, as if it was a black hole of magical elements. Even the magical elements around that carriage fluctuated unusually slowly.

The two vague waves of power in that carriage never stepped off the carriage. This couldn't help but make Lovian wonder. Although this strength is not weak, it has not exceeded its peak. Even if you are at your peak, you can't avoid eating and sleeping every day. And the fact that these two powerhouses were able to get rid of these inevitably made Lovian doubt about their human identity.

What made him even more suspicious was the goods they were responsible for.

These goods were undoubtedly subjected to the magic of blocking psychic detection, and the extremely tightly wrapped treatment made them undoubtedly of great use. During the night, Luo Weian occasionally carefully perceived the place in the center of the package, and in addition to feeling a slight chill, it was a slight "click" sound that he didn't know if he had perceived correctly. It's a bit like a mechanical clock.

Obviously, the midshipmen and full-fledged knights did not know exactly what they were responsible for escorting the cargo, and he was often asked by some of the younger midshipmen. Lovian feigned an unfathomable look. Playing with the curiosity of those apprentice knights. In the end, even the old and serious formal knights came to inquire quietly. To the knights who were old enough to be their fathers, Lovian had to tell them honestly that he didn't know.

A third of the way west, they gradually stepped into the periphery of the central mountain system. The rugged mountain trails are frustrating. It often takes hours of effort. They had only traveled a kilometer in a straight line to the west.

The tiring day is finally over. Several midshipmen excitedly brandished their swords and carved out a clearing in the dense jungle. The older formal knights took off their steel gloves and boots and sat on the wet ground with their eyes closed.

The Knights of Fire is a group of magicians majoring in fire magic, so this is the smallest order of the Knights. In this convoy, there was only one knight of the Knights of Fire. It was a petite girl, wrapped in thick mage robes.

The silent incantation suddenly ignited the hardwood, and the wood-scented flames lit up the surrounding clearing. The carriage formed a circle around the fire, reflecting the heat back. Cold air is the most susceptible to joint soreness. A dry flame is a must.

Known for its weight-bearing capacity, the Chunema silently chewed on the hay as it gradually deepened into the night. This became almost the only sound.

Xue Mo was not very high-profile, perhaps it was the daily mechanized march that wore down her curiosity, she just stepped out of the carriage in the early morning and dusk, looked out at the mountains in the distance, and asked some strange questions. According to her, she dedicates most of her day to meditation.

This kind of spiritual power cultivation method unique to the elf clan didn't understand it five hundred years ago, Luo Wei'an didn't understand it, and sat upright on the hardwood board for a few hours, emptying the thoughts in his mind, for this girl who has no talent in magic and martial arts, even if she meditates at a great intensity, the spiritual power gathered and increased will fade after a short period of strengthening.

The reason why a magician is called a magician is that the enhancement of mental power that does not decrease after meditation is the main factor. In addition, those who do not have the gift of magic, even if they are proficient in the art of meditation, will not gain mental power after meditation. Without the support of strong enough spiritual power, it is impossible to continue to open up a broader spiritual space, and naturally there is no way to mobilize powerful magical elements.

However, this demon girl raised by the elves is very interested in those magical aspects that do not require mental space, and she will kindly draw the light-weight magic array under the car board every day. The fire mage who accompanied the team had a very good impression of this little demon, but Luo Wei'an instinctively felt that this favor was just a good impression of an owner's pet himself, and he didn't regard the demon as an equal creature to himself at all. For this reason, Lovien told her not to get too close to the humans. Snow Foam also seemed to sense the difference in their attitude towards their own kind and towards themselves, so she spent most of the day in the carriage.

However, Dingkan is different, the dwarves are not the enemies of humanity five hundred years ago, but the strong allies of humanity. Given the sense of historical identity, most people are able to treat this spitting dwarf with all their mouths.

It really surprised Lovian, how this dwarf could follow his "flax king" to almost all of Osiria. One night, a bizarre and wonderful story, not the same for seven consecutive days, Luo Weian truly admired Dingkan's experience. If he is false...... Luo Wei'an didn't dare to think about it anymore.

“...... Then the wurm swallowed me and the flax king into his stomach. Luckily, the King of Flax had a water-repellent bead that he had exchanged for fifty purple magic crystals. We don't get digested by the dragon's saliva. In the dragon's belly, we found more than ten catties of ambergris crystals, and we were crazy with joy. Jumping and jumping in the belly of the dragon. The stupid dragon couldn't take it anymore, and after a bit of retching, it vomited us...... It's a pity that a chance to make a fortune......"

The trainee knights' eyes lit up when they heard this, and even the red-robed fire mage looked expectant with a baby-faced face. Although Luo Weian knew that many of them must have been exaggerated, he had to admire this ability to perfectly add fuel and vinegar by saying one thing casually. With his ability to tell stories, he can feed himself.

"The Adventures of the Flax King and His Bodyguard Ding Kan Nine Nine Eighty-One Days". "Let's see if there's any time to publish it, I'm sure I'll make a small profit." ”

"Oops. Big brother, don't say that," Ding Kan heard Luo Wei'an talking to himself somehow, "When King Huma was alive, I would definitely not disagree with your opinion, big brother. But now after the flax king was killed by a gang of bandits. It's so sad to talk about these things! Big brother, you want to publish these words. I have to guard the tomb of King Huma for three years to calm the king's grievances. ”

The dwarves were notoriously superstitious, and Lovian didn't want to argue with Dingkan on matters related to faith, otherwise it was unclear when he would die of a dry rebuttal.

Luo Wei'an closed his eyes and began to practice meditation and dark essence that he would do every night.

"Lord Overseer has cultivated so hard, why has he never shown his hand?"

"Boy, you're too young now, and you don't understand it when I explain it to you—now go and cultivate!"

"I've completed my daily cultivation plan! This is the cultivation plan that Knight Captain Irina personally formulated for us!"

"You have that mentality. I'm not optimistic about the future. ”

"You!—"

"If it is too rigid, it is easy to break, and the strength of cultivation can be linked to talent. There is no good enough underlining. High-intensity cultivation will have the opposite effect. The mage of the Fire Knights said indifferently.

Wherever they are, magicians are shrouded in a veil of mystery and authority. After the baby-faced girl said this, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Francis, who was far away from everyone, raised his head slightly, and glanced at the arguing trainee knight of the Wind Knights, with a grim face. The dark spirit began to flow through the surface of his skin again.

The first-level spiritual space and essence cyclone were already saturated, and it only took three months for Francis to go from condensing the first-level essence cyclone to reaching the second-level bottleneck......

Midnight is the most lively moment for the dark element. Every inch of oscillation within a radius of nearly a kilometer will be captured by Luo Wei'an's spiritual space. The second cyclone slowly circled around his two spinning crystal nuclei, and with each cycle, a subtle trace of dark essence was injected into them, making the crystal nuclei slightly brighter.

The third nucleus had already shimmered with a faint light, and if it had not been condensed in the past, the seeds of the third nucleus had already begun to take shape. And Luo Wei'an, who already has a complete crystal nucleus system, has once again entered the third level, and it will undoubtedly be much easier to break through the barrier that was once extremely difficult.

However, he didn't want to hit the third level in such an environment full of uncertainties. As the titular Overseer, he felt the vast dark elements around him.

"Wake up, everybody. Luo Wei'an woke up as soon as he could, the disappearance of a dark element out of thin air could not mean a normal situation, and the voice with a spiritual impact suddenly woke the rest of the people from their slumber or cultivation state.

"What's the matter?" asked a tall, formal knight in a dull voice.

"The dark element has undergone an abnormal change, everyone pay attention to the northwest direction. Lovian turned and looked out into the dark forest.

The apprentice knights held on to the hilts of their swords and looked around vigilantly, but ten minutes had passed, and the forest was still as dark as it was.

Lovian unconsciously looked over to the most mysterious carriage that had never been opened, and there seemed to be a very low sound coming from there.

"What are you doing!" said one of the midshipmen grumbling, "Lord Overseer, you feel wrong. ”

"I don't think you need to prove your short-sightedness with your life. Francis said in a silent voice like a gust of wind.

The young Knights of the Wind Knights Trainee frowned dissatisfiedly, "Hey, who the hell are you, don't hide it. ”

Francis didn't speak, looking in that direction as well.

Gradually, a red mist that was barely perceptible in the night drifted silently. Just as the fire mage was about to test it with a small fireball, she suddenly exclaimed, "--The magic elements can't be gathered!"

"Space Domain?" "Lovian resented that he hadn't noticed this dangerous trait earlier, "everyone disperse in groups and find the person who maintains the domain." ”

Just as they were about to do so, a man in a crimson robe walked barefoot through the damp dirt and walked towards them.

Luo Wei'an's eyes condensed slightly, his aura was not strong, only about the middle of the second level. But it can't be that simple......

"Shoot directly—" Lovian's tall light knight beside him whispered.

Apparently he agreed with Luo Wei'an's mention, and the dazzling golden light lit up in an instant, and the mysterious crimson robed man had not yet stood still, and the tall knight with a heavy sword accompanied by a burst of golden light had already charged in front of the crimson robed man. (To be continued......)