"Good job, now you are the person I trust the most. If anyone is going to attack us at this time, you have full authority to take responsibility. ”

Evan didn't reply, and the red diamond on his shoulder sparkled.

(President of the Blue Moon Society, Chief Executive Officer of Community Affairs, Supreme Commander of the Military Department, Frannay Wintington.)

Evan Pam, President of the Blue Moon Society, Deputy Executive Officer of the Community General Affairs, and Commander of the Air Force Department of the Blue Moon Society.

Deputy Director of the Blue Moon Society, Executive Officer of Community General Affairs, Commander of the Air Force Department of the Blue Moon Society, Miller.

Member of the Board of Directors of the Blue Moon Society, Director of the Community Racial Affairs Reconciliation Office, Commander of the Blue Moon Society's War Department, Chief of the General Staff of the Blue Moon Society's Military Department, Lovian Brady Myunn. ）

At the end of the deck, Mastma Lindsay gently wiped the scabbard of her sword, and out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the small group of people who were seeing off below. Even counting the few promoted elders of the original Black Wings, the average age of the Blue Moon Society's top brass has been frighteningly reduced to twenty-five. Looking at these incredibly young faces, Mastma couldn't help but recall that during the five hundred years ago of the Guardian Holy War, the demons were also the same young people who flocked to the battlefield one after another, and there were many teenagers and girls who were not deeply involved in the world.

But this is not a war after all, and if war does come, I hope it can be at least a few years later, at least let their experience accumulate in time for a while. Squinting at the stunned Ai on the tower, she snorted contemptuously. When she saw Dominita and Julian, she began to pray heartily again that in their absence, the recalcitrant rebels who still supported the power of the original Grieva Empire would not act rashly.

Looking at the golden shrine at the northern end, Mastma wondered if this meeting would break the wild words of Sheila when she broke into the venue last year. Is Osiria really ready for the damnation? There may be many more meetings to be prepared for them to negotiate after this meeting, but it is also possible that this is the last meeting of the Dark Mage before he breaks the seal—the one hidden deep in the Holy Land. Only the sealing stone guarded by a fourth-level powerhouse can withstand the true impact of a fifth-level powerhouse.

And the Demon Emperor Seal that suddenly changed. What kind of variables will it bring to Lovian's future plans? In the long run, one is too much, and in the present, every direction is not waiting for me.

Looking at Lovian, who was wearing a black and silver military uniform and a red diamond epaulette on his shoulder, Mastema once again focused on the frosty scabbard in his hand and the power ring on the middle finger of his left hand. Evan knows how to tell if he's in a dream.

He stood in this space diffused by a blue halo, stared coldly at the scene in front of him that had nothing to do with him, and stretched out his hand to strangle his neck.

The effect was immediate, and in less than thirty seconds, the scene in front of him was torn apart by a bright yellow light. The mind that was supposed to be clear quickly became blurred.

There was a shocking ache in his shoulders and waist, and the feeling of suffocation brought it back slightly. He barely opened his eyes, the sky was already a little dark, his arms pressed against his chest, and his respiratory muscles spasmed because of the reason being analyzed.

Sitting up, expertly donning his military uniform and hooded cape, and pinning the Dragonwing Staff to his belt, he walked over to the washstand and drank some water to rinse his face and refresh himself.

Pushing open his door, he knew that his dark circles would only make his temperament more intimidating. But in the current situation. This does not seem to be without zài merits.

"What's the matter?" he said simply, subconsciously avoiding the pair of blue tiles that shiny reflected in his eyes.

"The 'Grivar Renaissance Front' is gathering more and more, and I'm afraid it's not a terrorist organization, Your Excellency. "On his side. An adjutant with epaulettes of three gold stars said, "There is evidence that they have roughly determined our whereabouts, if they continue to stay still." I'm afraid something will happen. ”

Evan let out an "um" and didn't say anything. His thoughts were immersed in the future he had just seen.

Still hazy and vaguely outlined, he saw the enemy down the hill engaged in a fierce battle with our army. Every second passes, and every second is the loss of several lives.

Looking around, the Griva Plains are hardly dangerous mountains. The high ground that appeared in the illusion -

"Map, I want a map for 1:100,000. "Also, what do you mean by 'evidence'?"

The map was quickly in Evan's hands, and the adjutant looked around and whispered, "Our informant." ”

"Informant?" Evan snorted, "that kind of thing is not trusted." But it's better to believe it than not, and to travel some distance south. You watch, I'll go out. ”

"Get out?" said the adjutant with a blank look, "You-"

"-- No one knows. Evan stared at the isolated mountain packs at the edge of the map, "Inform Julian and tell him to come back within three hours, the people on the revival front should not wait for us to evacuate slowly, so they will definitely speed up." ”

The resonance in the soul contract sounded, Evan stood outside the field tent and looked up at the sky, and within a few seconds, a dark blue point of light appeared in the eastern sky, and then quickly enlarged, turning into an agate dragon with a body length of more than ten meters in a gust of wind that fell to the ground.

Evan jumped onto Millet's back and said a few words. In an instant, the magic of light and shadow hid the two of them in a transparent space, and then a light breeze blew, and the footprints on the ground raised a cloud of dust.

"It is much easier to conquer a country than to destroy it. Those who want to adapt to the new powers, or can't wait for their own destruction, are all in their sights. On Miller's back, Evan pulled out a pair of brown polarizers and put them on, "What's more, the situation is too simple to think like this." ”

Miller's voice came through the air barrier around her.

"Master, what you have been saying lately has become more and more profound...... Do you believe that eye that predicts the future, master?"

Evan was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand to open the white air barrier in front of him, and suddenly the cold wind in the cold air flung on Evan's face. Blow open his hood. At a young age, he had some gray hair on his head, and he faced the wind. Evan didn't dodge danger and stood up on the broad back of the Onyx Dragon, and Miller was shocked. Immediately slowed down.

"Danger—"

"Look, Millet!" he roared suddenly, and beneath them was a flat mountain. The mountain was not high, less than a kilometer above sea level, but just after Evan had removed the air barrier and light and shadow magic, a shrill siren echoed in the shadow of the mountain. Dozens of knights riding griffons or wurms took to the air, and when they saw the silent dragon in the air and the man on the dragon's back, they all stopped in their tracks. Instead, he gave up his body and rushed downward.

Traces of dangerous magical fluctuations rose from the ground, and when the elemental eyes were looked at at the root of the mountain, a huge magic array could be faintly seen activating. With the equivalent amount of their magical element, they are a threat to them.

However, with the speed of the Onyx Dragons, such a clumsy charge preparation is almost meaningless, and even if a powerful attack is issued, it is impossible to hit the target.

As a result, Evan and Millet hung motionless in the air, with no intention of defending. There is no idea of attacking.

"See, Miller!" he gestured to the side of the hill, a residential area protected by layers of physical defenses and magical traps, the same stage of war he had seen in his dream of predicting the future. "It's a civilian area, and the latter is another stronghold of the Grevarian Empire's revival front, and the truth of the future in my mind tells me. It will turn into a sea of fire. Now, Millet. I have two choices, let them go first. Wait for them to gather a heavy army for my head, and fight Dominita who arrives. Second, you and I join forces to destroy the circle below, and let their escaping magic rage ignite the living quarters of innocent civilians - no, they are not innocents, they are fighting desperately for their own hopeless and future homeland, and to provide for our enemies - they are also enemies! But if this is the case, only the civilians and the soldiers who died trying to rescue the civilians will be lost, and when Dominita arrives, it will only be enough to capture the remaining people and suppress the resistance a little, and the number of dead will be far less. Now, I'll give you this chance, which side do you choose?"

Evan's robe flew, and the inky blue dragon wing staff in his hand emanated a gloomy elemental light.

"Is it morally waiting for a so-called noble battle that will result in heavy casualties among civilians and our troops? or is it a choice to attack the population immorally and use civilian casualties to keep them busy? However, just like the flow of time, you can only choose, not escape. ”

Miller's huge dragon eyes stared blankly at the civilians below who had begun to take refuge because of the alarm, and there was no doubt that the emotions that Evan had come from the soul contract told him that he was serious, and that he had indeed given it to him. However, if he chooses the first one with the pride of the dragons, then—

"Time is limited, Millet. Evan continued to exert relentless oppression, "If you wait too long and they all hide in bomb shelters, there is only one choice left." ”

"Master, the environment of the Blue Moon Society won't be as harmonious as we imagined, right?" he flapped his wings suddenly, too fast enough for Evan to stay on top of him. His master jumped high and followed him with a slender magic force field, staring at the agate-colored dragon eyes, "Although the Flying Flower Courtyard is our ally, they will not sit idly by and watch us control a country with only one province away. Shinas claims to be at ease with us, but in fact, his peace of mind about us is just because of the remoteness of the territory, plus the reality that the Demon Emperor has returned. And who else in Osiria is not our enemy? The only thing in the present situation is to strengthen ourselves, and to keep strengthening ourselves. Miller whispered.

The attack circle on the ground was finally recharged, and a strong fire elemental storm passed by, blowing away Evan's long black hair, and in the fiery red background, Miller had never seen his master so gloomy - so, powerful.

Between the gaps in the huge pillars of fire that seemed to be able to hit the sky, Miller shuttled nimbly, facing those low-ranking wurms, and the powerful dragon power instantly made them feel helpless and fell to the ground.

After a few teleportations, because the evil dragon that looked particularly hideous in the background of the flames had hovered over the civilian area, the people finally lost their previous order and fled in panic.

Whew!!――

A huge dragon roar converged from all directions like a wave, and in the sound of the dragon roar was a huge dark cyan breath. But unlike what the civilians who were frantically searching for shelter had expected. The dark cyan dragon's breath didn't rush to the ground where they were, but spread out into the sky.

"You have roots to grow. Whether it is the mines of L'Bains in the past or the Griva Plains today. We, who have lost our sense of identity in the industrial area and the land in the rush, must stand firm here! Master, I understand what you say!"

Azure clouds instantly engulfed the clear blue sky, followed by the terrifying sound of thunderstorms. The dazzling white lightning bolt was like an impenetrable net, unreservedly covering the civilians below who could not hide.

In the blinding white light and deafening thunder, in the dark fog that triggered the great destructive power of nature, every qiē was returned to ruins. There were no flames, only endless smoke and debris. The shattered circle once again erupted in a deadly magical rage on the scorching hillside of the momentary silence. The odorless gray storm formed by the superposition of countless colors rolled up large clouds of dust, enveloping the entire hill.

After a few minutes, the Qiē attack messages had stalled, and all that remained were the knights hovering in the sky below them and those barely dodging Miller's area-of-effect attack magic. They all stared in horror at their home, which had been intact a moment before, and the contrast in their minds was too strong to make them say anything.

Following Evan to the ground, Miller turned into a human form, and the dragon spear more than two meters long in his hand went straight forward, resisting a possible attack for his master.

Although chaotic. But the fighters of the "Grivar Renaissance Front", who still had order remaining, were either armed with damaged weapons or assembled a hundred meters in front of Evan with their bare hands, looking at the enemy general who hid his face behind his hood and polarizers, and they felt an even greater threat than the angry and angry Miller in front of him.

A background of smoke and dust and a panicked crowd. What you see in your eyes and what you see in your dreams finally coincide in the right way.

A smile twisted into the corner of Evan's mouth, and he reached out and put his hand on Miller's shoulder, motioning for him to put down the dragon lance. Then stood defenselessly within the enemy's magic attack radius.

The smoke screen behind them was like the piece of parchment behind Fried, a symbol of chaos on the night when his fate had changed dramatically.

"You've lost. Now I command you to surrender as the new ruler. ”

There was a silence on the other side, and then several of the generals who looked like people broke out into laughter.

Evan frowned slightly. The dragon spear in Miller's hand suddenly hit the ground, and a strong wave of power shook down the ground towards the other party. But at this moment, the other party was no longer as caught off guard as before, and several magicians hidden in their crowd released a strong isolation magic towards the ground at the same time, and the collision of the two forces shattered the earth, and stones the size of a human head flew high into the sky for tens of meters.

"Hahaha-this is your power, your ruling power?!You shameless rebels, this is so possible to bring us to our knees, our reinforcements have fallen, your noble head already belongs to my Grivar revival front, hahaha!!"

"The mayfly shakes the tree, and the mantis arm is just a car. Evan muttered to himself, then turned his voice to them, "It's useless for you to reason. ”

Blue light flashed in his azure eyes, and the fluctuations in the eyes of the enemy chieftain in the distance were captured by him.

Reaching out to pick up the dragon spear from the surprised Mi Le, under the power supply of the power of the contract, he suddenly burst out with a dark blue dark attribute of the agate dragon clan's fighting spirit, with smooth footwork and skillful posture, he half-swirled in the sky, and the sharp tip of the spear hit an empty point.

"Wayne!" exclaimed from afar.

A pair of dark blades barely blocked Evan's blow, and he relentlessly reversed the barrel of his gun, and the force that was stacked again finally exceeded the limit of the sneak attacker's resistance. A crisp snapping sound sounded, but Evan didn't pull back.

"Ahh

The screams were a second drowned by the sound of the gun smashing into the flesh, but Evan knew that the deep wound didn't hurt, and that his screams were just because of the fear in his heart.

With the support of a dragon's strong body, he was only a mage, but with his melee experience, he could still easily defeat this sneak attacker who was only a second-level high-level.

Evan lifted the tip of his spear, picking up the face of the assassin who was screaming with his severed arm.

"You-you-you demon!-"

"Angels are what the victors show to the losers. The devil is the victor to the unyielding, and that's the difference. Why don't you understand?" said Evan softly, somewhat tiredly, squinting at the twin knives he had dropped on the ground. I sighed in my heart.

Two points of blue light fell, and the pair of pitch-black short knives beside him were torn into pieces by the dark blue fighting qi.

"You, my knife!—"

"I'm here to save you. Evan didn't bother to explain any more, and turned to throw him aside, facing the remnants of the united front in front of him, who no longer laughed in despair.

There was a dull tremor from behind the earth, and Evan turned, and a dark shadow rose into the air and pierced in front of him like an arrow. Behind this arrow shadow was a group of Blue Moon Society's strongest Capital Guards riding black war horses and hiding in the black and silver armor of soft strong fibers.

Dominita wears the same black and silver uniform. The epaulettes were a gold star, and when viewed from the bottom up, she really had a bit of sharp military folds, at least much brighter and tougher than Evan who was hiding in a burqa.

"Chairman. Dominita rolled over and dismounted, bowing gently to him, "Can you explain your actions?"

"Is it your turn to question again?" said Evan in a cold voice, "I don't need to return to you. Now, arrest them, and those who resist will be killed on the spot. ”

"Mr. Evan?"

The voice was a little unfamiliar to him. In front of the camp of the 3,000-strong mixed guards, it was Joshua Chris Vista who stopped leisurely beside Evan on a white horse.

Even on horseback, the inky tuxedo was spotless, and he appeared on the battlefield except for the complex storm in his eyes. Just like a butler in an aristocratic family, he is calm and elegant.

"Are you...... Is Miss Violet, Bishop of Minar, brother?" Evan's expression became a little more formal, "May I ask what you are doing with an unrelated person?"

Joshua's expression remained calm, "As a member of the priesthood." I hope to see no more scenes like this, where a temporary battle is won with civilian casualties. ”

Evan was noncommittal. He nodded and said, "Now the bishop of the Diocese of South Central where you and I are located is the next Pope, His Excellency Slivett. You are reminding me of this pointlessly, because you don't want the current pope to be stained with the blood of so many innocent people, after all, in the land where the holiest of popes come, the light of the throne should shine safely?"

Joshua's face turned cold, and Millet, who was beside Evan, took a wrong step forward and stood in front of his master, his face angry.

"Miss Feller, additional orders. After taking prisoners of the enemy team, order the enemy to follow behind our army, so that their reinforcements can be trapped. ”

When Dominita, whose face was pale, heard this, she finally couldn't help but scream: "Your Excellency, Chairman, you are—"

"I still don't have to answer you. Evan glanced at her coldly, "The Earth Temple, the Central Holy Land, the Flying Flower Courtyard, the Eastern Forest, and this damn revival front—which one is not our enemy!!, but some of them can't help but test our knives now, and some of them are better measured!—I sue you, Miss Feller, why the chief told me to stay here is because he can't bear to yell these words at your little face in person!! ”

Evan was stunned by the change in attitude, and both Dominita and the lieutenant behind her were stunned, and even Joshua was slightly discouraged by the word "Earth Temple".

"I'll start with the things you don't like to hear. Evan turned his back to the crowd, looking at the busy and orderly posture of the disarming Guards soldiers and the depressed expression of the loser, "I don't know exactly how many years, but if this Grimva Plain cannot be pacified before the Dark Mage is resurrected, you will see that your dear senior brother will raise the hilt of the butcher's knife with me and abandon anyone who dares to resist in a pool of blood." And the same fate will befall those who do not listen to the indoctrination in prison. It's your short-sightedness that kills you, and you still think that the black magician is a story told by your mother at the bedside. ”

Dominita stiffly saluted Evan back, leading her men to drive the exhausted captives behind the guard, and then slowly retreated in their original direction.

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Even though it was only a year, Lovian was able to clearly see the changes in the Holy Land. After the flying ship crossed the Victorian Inland Sea and arrived at Pearl Harbour, the largest port in Victoria, the white bricks of the blue sea were dyed with a bit of a military color.

The expanding dock port and the tall Flying Ship Receiving Magic Tower have been expanded and increased in performance and size, with dark fortifications obscuring the once spotless Pearl Port, and fewer brokers transporting small goods on the docks, replaced by newer taxi transports.

There are still a lot of tourists, but there are many fewer than last year. Leaving the crowded and dense Victoria First Pier non-stop, the Blue Moon Society and the others took a very low-key waterway on Victoria Island towards the center (no flying over the Victorian Province), although it was a special ship, but the cruise ship without a flag still could not attract anyone's attention, and last year's black background gold gear flag, which symbolized the rebel organization, attracted the attention and fear, although the danger brought by the new identity of this black wing was far from that of the rebel groups in the past.

It took almost as long as they had flown here from the south, and it took them a day and a half to make their way up to the Holy Land.

In a corner of the busy first city on the mainland, the delegation of the Blue Moon Society quietly touched the riverbank, and under the leadership of the same monotonous and silent usher, they arrived at the center of the city in the early morning, which was also the teleportation circle directly below the Holy Land Imperial City in the sky.

Driven by the ancient spatial magic circle, after a strong sense of reversal, the clear air brought by the royal garden rushed to the face. The east has already revealed a bit of the bright color of the morning light, but the coolness of early winter cannot penetrate the invisible spatial barrier, permanently solidifying this place into a bright and mild warm spring season.

To Lovian's shock, the people standing in front of them at this moment to lead them to the reception center in the Imperial City turned out to be Harlem and Legolo, the commanders of the Cross Brigade.

Francis apparently understood that the two men did not seem to belong to the Holy Land, and thus showed a somewhat dangerous gaze, while Lovian was even more surprised. The two are clearly high-ranking members of the Cross Brigade, and their position must be on the side of the Holy Land at this moment, can it be said that there is some special connection between the Cross Brigade and ......the Holy Land?