Orka nodded, Sheila made a puzzling gesture of pushing the door, and then the sight of Verin and Joshua jumping back in surprise appeared, half of Sheila's body disappeared into an invisible separation, the section of the body showed a mirror-like full reflective luster, and the exposed upper body waved at Orka, and finally glanced at Francis lightly.

"You're the first human who has the guts to like Orca!"

With that, Sheila smiled lightly and retracted her upper body, and the spatial mirror continued to cut Sheila's upper body, and each section of her showed a fluctuating mercury-like fluctuating mirror effect, until her whole body disappeared into space.

Orka's sense of centrality finally succeeded in returning to this space, and Francis, who witnessed the switch of space for the first time, was completely filled with absolute power oppression. He was still at the second level and couldn't feel that strange spatial fluctuation, but this spatial transformation that he couldn't understand was completely beyond his cognition, it was a power that transcended the destruction of things and the grandeur and immensity of the power to release different powers. He could only confirm that this power was far beyond himself, and that it was no longer within the realm of what he could have imagined - he even thought to himself that it had surpassed Orka......

But the two are still evenly matched, which only shows that the woman named Sheila has the same strength as Orka in her heyday.

As one of the few Black Wings who knew that Orka had been a Legion's Commander, he immediately thought that Sheila should be the same Legion's Commander. Thinking of this, his heart was slightly balanced, and miraculously disappeared the inexplicable hostility and shame towards Sheila.

But the feeling of a pair of slippery, soft arms wrapped around his shoulders immediately brought Francis's hostility back. And quickly changed Sheila's name to "Le Dian ".

"Perverted!!—" Francis let out a scream that was inaudible to both men and women.

Orka calmly looked at Francis, whose face was pale and forced herself not to vomit, and Radian, who had a defiant smile on her face. Nodding to Verine and Joshua beside her. Immediately Verin beckoned, and another figure stepped out of the darkness.

Wait until they are completely out of the darkness. It was only then that Francis discovered the teenager standing at the front who was about his height, with a look that was surprisingly similar to his own a few years earlier. Behind him, a figure who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, with a pair of folded wings, stared a little pleading at the back of the young man standing in front of him.

Francis finally remembered that these two were the two teenagers he had seen from Professor Grimmel when he met with Orka after Blackwings captured Nanyang City last year. The one standing in the back should be in human form...... Dragons, right?

"Evan, Miller," Orka whispered, "this is Francis. Your former cadres. This time, Francis will return to Nanyang and ask him to guide you -- Francis, you can make appropriate adjustments in the outline of military affairs, and you have a higher say in this regard than Evan. ”

Francis was stunned for a moment, "former cadre"? It seems that Black Wing still maintains the tradition of letting the younger generation of elites sit in the high position of cadres early...... Looking at Evan's slightly chilled expression, the sparks of competition that erupted between his peers, especially those who were equally good, lit up the dark space around him in an instant. Francis stared at Evan's dark blue eyes steadily, then gave a military salute.

Evan silently returned the salute, and then handed over a copy of the paper that was on the file bag with both hands. The word "Top Secret" is printed on it in blood-red color.

"Please advise. Evan spoke in a low voice, the coldness and fiery in his tone that surprised Francis. He nodded, glanced at the dragonborn named Miller who didn't know what to do, and left the black underground hall with the two people he was most reluctant and willing to see with Le Dean and Orka.

"Francis. When you go back, tell your teacher not to worry. ”

Orka's voices converged into a single beam. Pierced Francis's auditory nerve with precision. Francis, who was about to open the file, was suddenly startled and looked back at Orka, who had not changed at all. But the voice of these words still reverberated clearly in his mental space.

Teachers don't have to worry...... Could it be that there will not be the confusion in the leadership of the Black Wings as the teacher said -- but what is it that can be so turbulent that the rock-solid Black Wings can be? Is it a betrayal or an assassination? This-this. Even if such a thing really happened, with Orca's strength, there was no need to worry...... Orka's injury is really healed. Healed Orka's injuries Sheila-Sheila...... Why was she able to get Orka's trust, and was this trust real?

What exactly is the teacher worried about? The daily solidarity has been restored, and all variables have been cleared...... He believed in Orka's trust in Sheila-

――Siu――

The name that only had a vague impression appeared in his mind, and he didn't know why he thought so.

"Senpai, it's time for you to go. Evan's voice rang in the ears of Francis, who was standing in the doorway, and outside the door he was about to walk out, a group of knights of the Knights of the Silver Mistletoe were preparing to pour into the black hall.

Orka stood motionless in front of Radian, but her purple eyes did not fix her eyes on Radiant in front of her. She sensed the fluctuations of Siu's life in the spatial ring, more than five hundred years of waiting, nearly 200,000 days and nights of torture, and finally came to an end. At this moment, the strongest emotions can no longer be expressed with expressions, only the purple light that fluctuates to the extreme through the eyes and returns to calm.

Le Di'an's expression became stern, he clapped his hands slightly, and a secret door opened with the sound of a click, and Ibeh, wearing sunglasses and a neat officer uniform, walked through the darkness and appeared beside Le Dian. Behind him, a full hundred knights of the Order of the Silver Mistletoe, dressed in black and armed with silver spears, walked into the huge hall with uniform steps. The black uniform quickly melted into the omnipresent darkness, and then only the flash of the sharp tip of the silver spear flickered at the end of the darkness, like a lone star in the night sky.

Iberch whispered a few words to Radian. The two of them immediately glanced at Orka at the same time, but the soul and master of the Black Wings did not give them any instructions. And so the order was once again confirmed. The two nodded solemnly at each other, then turned and walked in opposite directions. The red diamonds on the epaulettes of the two shimmered with a different and strange brilliance. The Fourth Knights of the Continent, a full six hundred people, with the leadership of the two Black Wing cadres, centered on this dark hall, forming four concentric circles of defense that were so strong that they were terrifying. Countless powerful weapons combining machinery and magic surround this dark hall.

As the last knight of the Silver Mistletoe stepped out of the hall, the space fell to absolute silence. Orka was left alone in the middle of the hall.

Time passed without a sign, and Orka stood there with her hands crossed, and after an unknown amount of time, her pale lips opened slightly.

"Grimmel, get ready. ”

The Chief Scientist of the Black Wings, wearing a white coat that had not changed for seventy years, walked slowly to Orka's side. The eyes behind the thick reading glasses shimmered strangely, but Orka's purple eyes didn't notice it. Joshua Chris Vista stomped on Hongya's face. With the help of strength, he jumped to the side of Xue Qingji.

Xue Qingji, who had already thought that she was out of danger, spread her wings slightly, and just as her beautiful cheeks were exposed in this dangerous space, Joshua's falling crossbow slowly pressed against her forehead.

Xue Qingji's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pintip, and she took the same countermeasures as she had faced the Lovian Blood Moon Slash, forcibly releasing all of her power through the Eclipse.

The huge energy rush like a wave of sea greeted Joshua, but at this moment, Joshua was far from being just a third-level Lovian. Joshua raised his eyebrows slightly, his elegant boots stepped on the turbulent sea of energy, and his graceful dance steps swept through the layers of seemingly turbulent but not actually sharp impact of power.

It is used to sensitize half of the blood moon clan's bloodline. found the power fluctuation pattern of the wings behind Xue Qingji, and then used the tremor of the power in her body at the moment when Xue Qingji excites all her strength in the wave of power, at the moment when her control over the wings behind her back is the weakest. It inspired the wildness of the bloodline power that originally belonged to the Blood Moon Clan.

Unleashing his power with all his might, the Demon Wings, who had been suppressed by Xue Qingji for more than a year, finally had the strength to release the call for the glory of the Demon Clan. A piercing screech resounded through the space at the touch of Joshua's fingertips.

Then came the screams of Xue Qing tearing.

Joshua's face was expressionless—or rather with some kind of ceremonial smile, like a refraction of light, he staggered behind Snow Clear. The hands gently hold the wings back to the wings to grasp the gentle movements of the partner's hands. Slowly pull forward.

The screams continued, but the thin sounds of cracking bones and flesh tearing were still captured by the sensitivity of Joshua's elven bloodline. Two large wounds were torn open from the back of the snow marks. The pale bones were exposed to the air, and in order to fuse the bones of the wings, Xue Qingji even surgically reshaped his own back bone.

But the forcible breaking of such wings is still not comparable to the pain and trauma of Lovian, who was once one with these wings. The wound on the back of the snow scar spread from the shoulder blade to the pelvis, just as he had traversed the past of the scar on his back.

The detached wings vibrated and violently spewed out red Terran blood that didn't belong to him from the broken wings, until purple lines covered the metallic sharp and haughty wing membranes.

Joshua and Violet, with only two impacts, have completely lost the combat effectiveness of the two bloody powerhouses of the Flying Flower Courtyard. Without hesitation, the two half-blood demons rushed straight down in an instant, and the chosen battle circle was Gigmont in front of Lovien and Mastema, and Francis and Orka in front of Savassi.

One gold and one blue, the straight trajectory of the brother and sister quietly stopped when they were about to touch the very edge of the battle line.

The crimson silk thread pierced into Joshua and Verin's meridian hubs with precision, and such a precise invisible control even made the two fourth-level high-level half-blood demons unable to detect what was going on, but they knew that the absolute suppression of another power controlled them.

The crimson slowly spread, then coalesced behind Joshua and Verin. First it was a brilliant bright red, and then it turned into a crimson like the Flying Flower Temple, and then a dark red of human blood. It seems to be never-ending towards black. Eventually, the intense red color reaches its extreme. Transformed into a dark robe capable of absorbing one qiē.

The deep hood seemed to absorb a bit of light, and the only thing that could distinguish him from the volumeless Shadowman was the serpentine red stripe that ran on the surface of his black robe. Every aspect of his skin was enveloped in the black robe that exuded an endless harsh red. It is also a fourth-level limit, but the strength he shocked is significantly stronger than the Xue Qingji, the owner of the Demon Wings who has memorized it because of the fifth-level strength.

The world of the fourth level is still vast, and even if it is a seemingly narrow power space like the limit of the fourth level, a huge power gap will still be extended because of the control of power.

The commander of the 7th Brigade, Gigmont, and the commander of the 4th Brigade, Savasi, stepped back together, halted the battle, and bowed like figures in a hooded robe of extreme red in the sky.

"Lord Soza!"

Joshua desperately tried to break free from the invisible silk thread, and cold sweat continued to drip down Verin's pale cheeks, and the secret power was released but could not break free from the supreme leader of the Cross Brigade. This mysterious person known as the head seat of the control zhì.

The demon wings in front of Verin fluttered helplessly, but in the force field of the main seat, he was still not free.

"Is that enough?" said Soza, flicking his hand downward, as if trying to caress Gigmont's long, tightly tied hair, "Combat is an art, but when the power to sustain this art is out of balance, we can only appreciate the beauty of the broken...... What a pity......"

The voice of the main seat is delicate and light, and it is the voice of the elves. Tactful and vigorous coexist, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women. Neither Lovian nor Mastma, who knew anything about the Headquarters, nor even the brigade commanders who were closest to the Headquarters, did not know the gender of this mysterious Headquarters. The selection of each general seat was made from the recommendations of the previous brigade commander. At the same time as the change of the head seat, the brigade commander also retired, and he would never give half of the information related to the identity of the head seat to the successor.

"Incomplete beauty is not the type that this seat wants. Let this qiē stop before it becomes mutilated...... Thankfully, I wasn't late......"

"Late or not - it is not about the situation. It's intertwined with the predetermined destiny......"

The same elegant, free-flowing sound rang out from the edge of the lifeless cliff where Mastma had entered the City of Crosses. In the background of this rich and magnetic baritone is the sound of countless thunderous horses' hooves, plain white clothes and white armor. A war horse without a trace of miscellaneous hair, a war gun that is not uniform but exudes a fierce and murderous aura-

"-Knights of the Earth!!" exclaimed Francis.

The man at the head was dressed in simple linen clothes, his facial features were ordinary and upright and serene, and he held a black and red spear. On the surface of the heaviness of black iron, seven bright red lotus flowers seemed to cling to and seemed to float on the cold and dry metal surface, and the hardness of the metal and the sense of life of the lotus flower were mixed together, releasing a faint red mist, which was above the head of this middle-aged man.

Francis was speechless in shock, Mastema looked uneasy, and Lovian's expression became extremely solemn. The general seat control was slowly relaxed by Verin and Joshua's red silk, and the two of them struggled hard, and they actually broke free of the meridian control of the general seat!

Velin grabbed Lovian's wings and hurried with her brother to the suspended battle circle.

The Holy Pope of the Earth, the second cardinal ever to serve as pope from the Diocese of Ulysses in Victoria, the most powerful province of the Holy Emperor, is known as Ulysses II.

"You can't win me, Abraham. After a while, the head of the Cross Brigade said slowly and sighed.

"But I can hold you back—oh, I can't tell you who you are...... Whoever says it will get a magic curse that is said to be a level 10 magic. Ulysses II smiled, without releasing half of his strength, he slowly rose into the air, looking at the war spear in his hand, "Red Lotus Fall, I haven't used this spear for a long time, but you are one of the few opponents in this world who can withstand its evil aura." ”

The chief raised his hand, and countless red threads turned into a part of the wind, and gently rolled towards the silent tip of the spear that Ulysses II had just raised. Mastma's tone was emotionless, no questioning, no complaints, no concern, no complaints.

Lovian's power slowly landed under the restraint of reason.

“...... Me, what can I do?"

His vision drifted for a moment, and then he realized that at that moment, Mastema was once again in the circle of battle he had before. At this point, Francis was able to maneuver with Savassi in Orca's mental control, and Gigmund had been able to grasp the flaws behind Francis.

The falling frost stained with Lovian's blood was stimulated by the full strength of the snow frost's fighting energy, and it swirled delicately around Jigmont's stiff black sword. Under the precise power control, although Jigmont's black blade instantly sliced through Mastma's Snow and Frost Fighting Qi, it also made her attack trajectory turn, narrowly staggering the bodies of the two demons.

At the moment when the snow and frost fighting qi deviated from the direction, the black sword was silently shrouded in a layer of bright golden lace at the same time. Luo Weian stared at this scene suspiciously, and then from the intense light elemental sting coming from above his head, he felt the effect of the pure golden light that covered half of the sky.

Xue Qingchen and Hong Ya flew upside down in this strong holy light, and just as the two of them were busy resisting this overwhelming light, a figure dressed in a palace dress and combing a rather delicate aristocratic hairstyle stepped on crystal high heels and landed on the ground, and appeared in the air.

Unfurling the arms that were white, but imprinted with a mysterious and dazzling pure black magic pattern, a pair of longbows composed of pure light elements appeared out of thin air in front of Hong Ya and Xue Qingji, who were resisting the light element.

The Bright Arrow rushed in front of the two humans at a staggered speed between the gaps in the illusory pillars of light that seemed to be connecting the heavens.

Xue Qingchen turned her head and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the pain caused by the annihilation of the xenomorph element between the meridians distracted her again, and at the same time strongly interrupted her accumulation, causing the energy in her body to be confused for a while.

The blood moon totem behind him was much darker, but the totem that symbolized the powerful power of the demon race did not collapse in the holy light after all, and at the same moment when the illusory blood-colored brilliance merged into the wings behind Xue Qingji, the already stiff wings seemed to make an automatic movement, stretched suddenly, and then wrapped Xue Qingji's body forward. The metallic wings froze in the first wave of bright arrows, only splashing a faint grayish-white light of annihilation.

The woman in the palace dress frowned slightly, and with a slight movement of her slender fingers, the bright arrow that shot at the snow mark changed direction and shot at Francis and Orka, who were fighting the ground.

And Hong Ya was not so lucky, although at this moment Hong Ya had already used her double knives to form an impenetrable knife array defense in front of her, but the almost illusory light arrow completely ignored these physical defenses, and directly and easily penetrated the knife array and passed through her body.

Hong Ya's expression instantly turned pale, and a miserable mixture of golden-red blood and light elements erupted from the sky.

"Brother!"

Dressed in a palace dress, a hybrid of elves and demons with light attributes, Violet, the leader of the Xiao Long Mercenary Regiment nicknamed Verin and the leader of the Historical Sect of the Earth Holy Sect, stood proudly in the air, although the dark magic patterns snaked on her perfect skin, there was no sense of disobedience.

In an inconspicuous space behind Hong Ya, who was falling out of control, a gray mist dissipated, and a half-blood elf demon wrapped in a human evening dress jumped lightly into the air, leaving an arc-shaped blue-gold trail in the sky with the lightness and elegance that belonged to the elf in his body, and then gently shook off the white gloves of his hands, revealing a pair of pale hands inlaid with purple nails.

The demons, who were more angular than humans, gently grasped a pair of crossbow guns with both hands, and in the stunning leap in the sky, the crossbow spears that shimmered with obsidian-like luster silently released countless small arrows that were inches long, and quietly pounced on Hongya, who was falling.

Hongya didn't even let out a scream, hundreds of short arrows as thin as hair pierced through the gaps in the knife array she was trying so hard to and nailed deep into her body. The blue xenomorph energy consumed Hongya's individual lì energy, and she had to use all her power to save her own life. (To be continued......)