The hills north of Neptune Harbour connect the more gentle areas of the bay, with rolling hillsides dotted with pine forests and shrublands. The edge of the woodland is downward, and the view is very open on the gentle slope, but today, the land in the direction of the huge gray harbor is charred and blackened, as if it has been burned, and three huge portals stand on the scorched earth, like three huge golden rings of fire.

The fallen angel Philomena looked up in the midst of the rain and watched the golden-red glow appear directly in front of her and the stupid demon Bertrai.

Her beautiful prismatic pupils reflected a magnificent red, and a huge gate of light streaked across the sky. In the pouring rain, a huge gate of flame with a diameter of tens of meters was formed.

Then, a demon with three heads and a pair of huge fleshy wings stretched out from its back, and its whole body was fiery red, slowly walked out from behind the door. Even though the portal was so huge, the demon had to squeeze in from behind the door. In fact, even so, its massive horns barely even passed through.

Philomena looked at the behemoth cautiously, and then greeted respectfully, "Dear Lord Timos, you have finally arrived. The Lich King, Marjunlyn Duo, has been waiting for a long time. ”

The huge demon looked at her, showed an expression that could hardly be called a smile, and replied in a rough voice, "What about the preparations for the insects?"

"Nature is ready, my lord. ”

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"Deborah, things have gone beyond my expectations, and now I must meet with Prince Bertlem to find out what is going on. ”

Arnold drank several bottles of potions, barely suppressing the injury, and he pushed Deborah's support away, his face solemn.

"And what about him?" Deborah gestured to the Archduke of Transwag.

"He's useless now, and it's clear that it's useless to talk to both sides of Adelaide right now. But take him with you first. Let's go meet Princess Sylvia. ”

Arnold found the fiery red figure descending on the princess's camp, and his worries were put aside for a moment, and he beckoned everyone not to hide their figures, so he swaggered towards the princess's camp.

"What kind of people?" the Green Legion still has more than 600 survivors, all of whom are wounded, but they still do not lose their elite name, and Arnold and his group were found from afar.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, there are more than ten people over there who are approaching us again. A soldier hurriedly came back to report that even if the Dafa God came, he couldn't figure out the current situation, but the seriousness of the situation, this soldier still saw it, and didn't dare to make decisions without permission, or even dare to attack at will.

I'm afraid that when the smell of gunpowder in these four empires is getting stronger, it will suddenly explode.

When Prince Bertlem heard this, he turned his head to look back, and when he saw Arnold at the front of the crowd, he hurriedly said to Sylvia: "Sylvia, it's Arnold, they're their own people, let them in." ”

Speaking of this, Bertrem also glanced worriedly at the Imperial Sword Saint who was motionless on the side.

"Is that him?" Sylvia's eyes lit up, she had already heard the name from several people, and she was looking forward to meeting.

"What, is Arnold coming?" Chernobyl was even more excited, leaving everyone without saying a word, and went to greet him with a shout of "Gillian" in his mouth.

"What's wrong with him?" asked Bertlem, who didn't know the truth.

"Gillian is his fiancée, and she should come with Arnold now. Sylvia snickered.

Donald looked at everyone, his face was a little displeased, and he said in a cold tone: "Little girl, who is that, the situation is a little wrong now, even I don't know why, it's better not to meet with irrelevant people." ”

"Lord of the Hand of Fire (Donald's external title), Arnold is not an irrelevant person, but the main person in this incident. We need his help. "Bertlem is a prince, and he has been in Neptune Harbor for twenty years, and he has seen more than one Holy Rank powerhouse, and he can not be ashamed of Donald's momentum.

"Oh?" Donald thoughtfully said.

Now this battlefield, because of the incomparably powerful combat power of the four empires, a strange confrontation scene has been formed, and everyone is quietly waiting for the development of the situation, but in this case, it is destined not to wait too long.

Only 5 minutes had passed, and the magicians from the Freedom League were the first to riot. While mages are calm and intelligent people, it's clear that battlemages are an alternative.

It was the Black Dragon Empire that was in some turmoil again, but it quickly calmed down under the angry shouts of the dragon knights. Show the demeanor of mankind's strongest enemy country.

Of course, it is the Templars of the Empire of Light who are worthy of being warriors who dedicate their bodies and souls to the Lord of Light, and do not move in the wind and rain.

The worst thing was the Black Legion and the Hal army sandwiched between them, they were like beasts watching, they all put away their minions, and quietly retreated back to the camp, not daring to make any move.

"Damn Bertram, you didn't say there was an Imperial. A huge black mechanical warrior suddenly flew into the position, shrinking in a series of light curtains, revealing the Hal body inside.

"Oh no, trouble is coming. Bertlem groaned.

The four Hal people glanced at Donald with some vigilance, and stood five meters away and roared with Bertelem, if it weren't for Donald's force, they would definitely beat Bertelem as soon as possible.

"Did you hire the Howl?" Donald looked at Bertelem with some surprise.

"No, I asked for it. A cold voice picked up.

"Oh, Arnold, you're finally here, come and save me. When Prince Bertlem heard this heavenly voice, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran to Arnold's side, "Huh, are you hurt?"

"It's fine, minor injury. Arnold waved his hand.

Arnold saluted everyone present.

"You're Arnold. Sylvia looked at him in amazement, unable to match the image in her memory

"Your Royal Highness Princess, it's me. Arnold Jean. Now let me settle the matter here. Arnold couldn't get to the Hal people, "Hal people, I told Prince Bertlem to find you, the original intention was to rescue the Green Army, you can also see, now the situation has changed. If you want to know the facts, how about just waiting over there for a while?"

"You..."The Har general wanted to burst into a temper, but suddenly shuddered, and when he saw Donald looking at him coldly, he suddenly didn't dare to stay for a long time, "Well, we Har people are waiting for your explanation, although the Har people are short, they are definitely not weak." Hmph!"

"This must be the Hand of Flame of the Kyle Empire, Lord Donald. Thank you for your help. Arnold turned and bowed respectfully to Donald.

"Bertram said that you have a way to explain the current situation, so you can solve it as soon as possible now, time is running out. Arnold understood what Donald meant, the confrontation between the four empires will not be too long, excluding the Thorn Knights who have not yet arrived in the Kyle Empire, the other three empires are already a little ready to move, but they have not yet found the person who played them.

"Yes, wait until I arrange it. Arnold beckoned Louis to give the Transwag bus to the Princess: "Your Royal Highness, Princess, he is the chief messenger of this incident, the head of the rebels of the noble council, the patriarch of the Transwag family. I'll leave it to you for now, and I'll take care of it. ”

"You have to be careful. Sylvia looked at Arnold, who was slightly pale, with some concern, and then walked up to the Grand Duke of Transwag with a resentful face, and slapped him in the face.

"You are responsible for the tens of thousands of fellow Adelaide who died here, you devil. ”

"I'm going to kill him. With a roar, a cyan sword aura slashed towards the Grand Duke of Transwag.

"Calm down! Sylvia's face changed slightly, and she cried out.

"Hmph!" Donald snorted coldly, and the huge force expelled Gladys, and the cyan sword qi disappeared without a trace.

Although Gladys is the pinnacle of the Truth Realm, she is only a trace away from the Seventh Order Sword Saint, but this trace of distance is a horizontal ditch, and in front of Donald, the old Sword Saint, she seems powerless.

"Ahem. Arnold was also affected, coughed twice, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at Gladys with a calm expression, then Princess Sylvia, Prince Bertlem, Chernobyl with his fiancée, and Deborah, who was full of worry.

He took a deep breath and finally said to Donald, "Take me, to the center of the battlefield, and I will explain where it all came from." "The place he said was the place where the people of Har were to go.

"Wait, I'll go too. It was Gladys, covered in blood, who spoke, "I want to know why my 9,000 soldiers died." Gladys stared hatefully at the Archduke Transwag, who was hiding in the darkness, and she wanted to judge the executioner herself.