Anthony stood on the side of the Victory, watching the battle weave together on the ground without saying a word. In the slanting rain, the Wyvern Knight, the Kehl's Pegasus Knight and the Harpy Meltle were in a mess, and the explosion of fire almost reflected half of the sky, and the Wizard Legion was in the center of this battlefield, and every time the magic light flashed in his hand, it seemed that an invisible ripple swept across most of the battlefield, and there were countless Harpy Flesh and Bones.

But soon, someone from behind him stopped him, "Mr. Anthony, is it?"

Anthony looked back alarmingly. As the eldest disciple of the Frost Sage Nishizawa, the moment he asked about the abyss breath, he had already smelled the danger, and he took the initiative to ask to participate in the battle, just to avoid regretting it in the future.

"Exactly. He nodded.

"Can you come with me?" asked a beautiful female officer, Anthony had an amazing memory, and he remembered seeing her once at Donald's Swordmaster's side.

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

And the same scene is playing out over and over again in different places. The knight covered in armor appeared next to the Thunder Sword Adonis and asked with a respectful expression, "Is it Master Adonis?"

"Lord Moore, are you? ”

Soon, the seven people who had been booked were already in the flagship command room of the Victory. Except for Arnold, Donald, Hand of Flame. These seven people are all powerhouses of the Truth Realm, among which the blue-haired Anthony, the Thunder Sword Adonis, and the Blue Sword Gladyse are the masters of the Truth Extreme.

Chernobyl was supposed to participate, but unfortunately his strength was still too low, and Arnold was assigned to another way to become Sylvia's bodyguard.

Arnold looked at the group, and there was one thing he didn't say, because everyone understood the danger of this mission, and there was a high probability that none of the people who went with him would be lost, or even wiped out. For those who can face life and death, he is not stingy with praise.

In fact, any praise pales in comparison to their actions.

"I wonder where Isaac's Saint is?" Arnold asked, referring to the Saint who had settled in Prague, the inner city of Neptune Harbor, where Alicia had stayed earlier.

"Unfortunately, Isaac Fasheng has died at the hands of the Dark Elves. ”

"Huh? The bed bugs hiding underground. Someone exclaimed.

"It turned out to be an assassin of the Dark Elves. Arnold was surprised, the dark elves are another branch of the moonlight elves, believe in the evil god spider mother, have been living in the dungeon where the sun cannot be seen, and are the top assassin race in the sky.

"It's unfortunate. Arnold felt a little sorry, otherwise he wouldn't have had to take a big risk and teleport Nishizawa, the epic magic saint.

"Since Isaac is dead, as a saint of the same era as him, I will take over his task, right?"

It was a loud, pleasant voice, and then a voluptuous figure pushed the door in, "Donald, what do you think?"

Donald raised his head and looked in amazement at the woman who suddenly turned over thirty years old, wearing nothing more than the most ordinary gray ** robe.

"Celine Meredith?"

Arnold looked at her in amazement, and he felt the same aura in this woman as the golden young dragon Moss.

"An ally of the elves, the Emerald Dragon. ”

This is a dragon mage with infinite mana.

Celine Meredith looked at Arnold as she felt his gaze, and nodded thoughtfully.

The arrival of Celine Meredith this time was indeed a great morale boost, she didn't come alone, she brought four elven marksmen, and also brought news of her allies Elven clan.

The Elven King, who lives in the Elven Forest, has received a long-distance magical communication from Celine Meredith, and the Elves will become a backup.

This news greatly encouraged the originally demoralized coalition forces!

After all, the elven clan used to be the overlord of the continent, and their silver dragon knights, blade legions, marksmen, and druids' beast legions all resounded across the continent.

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"Our goal is simple, there are three portals, and if only one is left, the mission will fail. ”

"The task of finding the resolution portal is left to Meredith Girl, and the task of the others, including me, is to cover her approach the portal and protect her until she completes. ”

"Do you have any questions?"

Arnold looked at everyone, and when they were about to face thousands of demons, no one but him had the luxury of succeeding. Most of the people present regarded the operation as a noble act—less than forty on the one hand, and an untold army of demons on the other, who could not imagine victory other than a miracle.

But even so, everyone nodded silently. They did not know that there was still a trace of luck in the young man's heart, and only thought that it was a kind of chivalric persistence and determination—a kind of obsession that would challenge even though he had failed, which was a little naïve in the eyes of most nobles of the era—but it was no less valuable, because no one could desecrate the pursuit of ideals and honor itself.

At this time, no one here knew that Arnold had been sanctified, except for Donald, the Hand of Flame, after all, no one would think that a sword master who was less than twenty years old.

Because of this, everyone has nothing but admiration for Arnold.

Arnold could more or less sense the implications, but he didn't intend to explain the misunderstanding. "Well, too much time has been wasted, we only have five minutes to prepare. Then set off immediately. Please hurry up, or leave a will—you and I should understand. This time, there is no life. ”

The crowd was silent.

Only Donald smiled: "It's a pity, we should have had the opportunity for future generations to erect a monument for us to record the heroic deeds that happened here today, but now it seems that there is no such opportunity." Whether anyone will remember us in the future is still a question. ”

"Why can't you remember?" Gladys, who was on the side, couldn't help but wonder.

"Quite simply, because some upright temple will certainly hide the truth, but can we stand up and refute it?" Donald replied suspiciously, and then couldn't help but smile slightly.

The joke is funny. Although now everyone is united and cooperates to fight the demons. But there was not a trace of unhappiness in his heart, especially the knight of Adelaide, who laughed unscrupulously.

They remembered that it was the unscrupulous behavior of a certain temple that allowed the demons to succeed in their schemes.

Arnold broke away from the crowd, walked to the edge of the woodland, glanced at the gentle slope to the north, and sighed. Some things are easy to say, but difficult to do, the hills north of Neptune Harbour connect to the bay and the area is a gently sloping meadow, such terrain is not suitable for raiding, the little devil has limited eyesight, but Cerberus is the best scout. I'm afraid that as soon as they leave the forest, they will be discovered.

Once discovered, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate at the thought of the dense and increasing number of demons by the portal.

He took out the Roland Holy Sword and wiped it gently. The original shining holy sword has become faint and dim at this time, this is not that it has lost its energy, but that the energy has become more concentrated and hidden, this is a real murder sword, a murderous sword that was once the god of the moon.

His Hell Sword and the suit on his body have been damaged over time and cannot be repaired. Only this holy sword was brought out by him.

And after a long period of training, although he can still see the "God of War Wings" system, he has lost contact, and Alice has not responded.

The only consolation is that the Wings of Dawn are still there.

"I didn't expect that the only Wings of Dawn I got would be my last Divine Wing. Arnold sighed.