Birmingham, who left the Black Rock watchtower, probably didn't expect that shortly after his departure, the army of the Ella Empire had already arrived here, and it was still the White Knights that Ella was most proud of. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The war is like this never-ending rain, with an icy chill coming from all directions, without any warning, and there is no telling when the warm sun will be revealed, only the deep black clouds and the drizzling rain are intertwined into a dull lament, constantly reminding Birmingham that the war has begun.

The war had begun, and that was Birmingham's most intuitive feeling at the moment, and he never imagined that one day he would be in the middle of a great war that would engulf the mortal world.

Betley, Ella, Stan, and even the Holy See, not to mention whether the Eastern Capital Alliance was also involved, even Birmingham did not dare to jump to conclusions.

"Master, you ......," the knightess Tina's words stopped, causing Birmingham to retract his wandering thoughts.

Also, at this time, I am afraid that I have no leisure to worry about the upcoming war, and now he is probably really as Viscount Renekton said.

You may not see it anymore.

"Tina, do you think I've become a qualified nobleman now?"

Birmingham, who was strolling through the woods, suddenly raised this question that he had not cared about.

Hearing this somewhat shocking question, the female knight Tina swept over her master's already somewhat transparent face, and the dense rain passed through his body, but the cold seemed to seep into the female knight's bone marrow.

The cold made the female knight's pupils shrink, and before Birmingham could wait for his knight's reply, the crimson axe blade streaked a blood-red light in the rain.

The fierce wind pressure wrapped in the sharp axe blade fell heavily on a striking black shadow, and the sound of squeaking sounded behind Birmingham's ears, stirring Birmingham's soul.

"Black powder!" the wand witherer waved in the hand of the little mage Ellie, and the cold rain could not extinguish the fiery fire magic of the little Ellie.

The earth exploded, the tree debris splashed, the rain evaporated in an instant, and Birmingham turned back suddenly, although there was no sword in his hand, and the sword spirit was not there, but the soul body did not have the slightest fear, the sword fingers swept by, intertwining thousands of sword shadows like the wind.

"Phantom, a thousand cracks!" has the soul body, holding an illusory sword finger, the down-and-out aristocrat Birmingham once again used his family's proud sword skills.

Like the shadow of the wind and the sword, the blazing flames, and the holy light, just like the beginning, the three of them walked out of that manor, the first stop is here, so is the last stop also here?

Inexplicable thoughts opened up the face and identity of the person who came on a rainy night.

Skeleton Rathfil, the subordinate of the Five Pillars Demon God, the ultramarine corrupted elf.

"Long time no see, boy. ”

"Long time no see. ”

"This way of greeting is truly unique. ”

"That's natural, especially when you meet your old rivals. ”

The clash of words was accompanied by a lit fire, a rushing sword light, and a surge of demonic energy and holy light that illuminated the dark woods and the faces of the people.

The unfinished battle of the crowd has resumed again. It's just that at this time, Birmingham no longer has the ability to fight against the skeleton Rathfair.

Having lost the lantern man and the sword spirit Tianxi, he is no longer an epic hero to look up to, but an ordinary mid-level warrior.

As if sensing the day, the skeleton Rathfil pulled out a defiant smile, though the smile of a skeleton was reminiscent of a childhood horror story.

"It's really a short-lived happiness, but I didn't expect to say goodbye immediately when we met again, and it's the kind that will never be seen again. ”

"That's a real disappointment. Your hopes may be in vain. ”

The voice that suddenly remembered was the same as when the skeleton Razfil had just appeared, and the person who appeared was also one of Birmingham's acquaintances.

"Do you want to intervene in the Eastern Capital Alliance, I remember that is not what your purpose says?"

Skeleton Razfil quietly distanced himself from Birmingham and the others, this is an excellent position to attack and escape, don't question why Skeleton Razfil is so cautious, after all, in the face of a magical sage of the Eastern Capital Alliance, no matter who it is, it will be cautious, even if this sage may only be a strong outsider.

"Do you think there is still a neutral position in the shadow of war?"

The Sempu from the Black Horn Council silently put away his fists, but did not let down the vigilance in his heart.

"So, is the Eastern Capital Alliance going to intervene in this war?"

"Perhaps, this question is also suitable for you, the demon tide is your habit, but mortal warfare is not where you should appear!"

Every word seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, not only because she was speaking from the mouth of the white sage Ji Liye, but also because every byte was spit out, which made the turbid weather suddenly clear, but the chill was more and more intense, even if the skeleton Rasfil did not have a body composed of flesh and blood, but the soul in the eye socket clearly felt an unstoppable chill approaching him step by step.

"The question of whether or not there should be a question that I can answer, today I am just going back and forth to see the former enemy, and I am very pleased to see that he has not lost the courage to move forward. The skeleton Razfell feignantly touched the corner of his eye, as if trying to squeeze a tear or two of joy out of the burning soul fire.

"So shouldn't I be happy as a client? ”

"No, no, no, Mr. Birmingham is too much of an outsider, after all, you and we are inextricably linked. ”

Skeleton Rustfield's words caused a hint of confusion in Birmingham's heart, but for now he could only attribute it to the demon's demagogic methods, and his most important problem now was probably the coming war.

The atmosphere became dull as the words of the skeleton Rasfil fell, and the skeleton Rasfil did not dare to test whether the white sage in front of her still had any strength left, or if it was just a bluff, she didn't dare, even if she was once an epic hero, but she didn't dare to put herself on the same scale as the white sage.

No epic hero would be foolish enough to go against the White Sage, just as no mortal would go against a dragon, it was all synonymous with self-defeat.

"Tut-tut, my lovely sister, aren't you being too careful?" The shadow coalesced at the side of the skeleton Rathfil, and the truly demagogic demon appeared.

The succubus who had invited Birmingham resurfaced with the same darkness, this time, not to continue the unfinished deal with Birmingham

"My respectable sister is as suspicious as ever. ”

"That's because my sister always took false hope for real light. Covering the corners of his lips, there was no smile in the succubus's eyes.

The relationship between the two made Birmingham a little confused, but before this doubt could gather in his heart, the skeleton Rashfield had already swung his sword, but this time the target was no longer the down-and-out aristocratic Birmingham, but the most trusted subordinate of the Five Pillars Demon God, the succubus named Sister.

"The light does not rise all the time, my sister is like darkness, and it will not sink forever. ”

The unfinished battle, the lost gamble, the skeleton Rasfil wanted to do it again, but this time I don't know what the outcome will be, whether to become a servant of the demon god again, or to become an ultramarine elf, it depends on how his former enemy will think.

"The temptation of the goodbye is to hope that Miss Razfair will not entertain her with weapons again, after all, I can't afford to hurt a little now. ”

Birmingham chose to fight side by side, because light and darkness always go hand in hand, don't they?

The sword light was bright, the soul was beating, and the two of them, who were enemies of ultramarine, became an alliance in an instant.

The flames of war exploded in the blink of an eye, filling the entire forest, as if the rain had risen into the sky in an instant, turning into a white mist and becoming the opening ceremony of a play.