After battling Eldridge, [Vision] has made great progress, and Shalivan's spells are now open and unopened in Lan's eyes.

"Over there, here's a [Moon Dust]."

The flannel ball jumped up on the unicorn's head: "Received meow!" ”

By spreading expensive processed silver wires in the air, it is possible to detect invisible bombs, and it is very suitable for invisible spells.

It doesn't matter if you distort the light or cause a deviation in the line of sight, as long as a person passes through the silver dust, it will be stained with conspicuous marks.

Although Lan En did not know the principle of Shalivan's magic, [Moon Dust] still completed the task.

A tall figure was outlined by the reflection of silver threads, and he was fleeing in the opposite direction to the phantom form.

One betrayal is enough to make people unforgettable.

Before the wyvern could settle on the ground, something slammed straight into the ground.

"No, nothing."

With Gwendrin present, the Silver Knights would at least be resigned.

"You didn't suddenly fall seriously ill, but you were harmed by the product of the dragonization experiment."

This is Eldridge's 'firewood'.

And Lan En still didn't look in that direction.

Gwendrin was taken out of Lane's arms and placed on a chair.

Immediately afterwards, the white soul body turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated into nothingness.

In the outside world, this kind of appearance is called 'the face of the nobility of the moon capital'.

Gwendelin, who was originally sitting on the chair and looking up at Lan En, was stunned for a moment, and then showed a smile that I didn't know whether it was nostalgia or bitterness.

While pressing him on the chair, she patted him softly like a hallucination, and patted him with relief.

And before he could block the ammunition with his sword, Shaliwan's real body completely appeared, revealing only his upper body.

"When she comes to Irushir, she will cure your symptoms."

Even just walking, the wind around him blew his long, dull white hair upwards and fluttered in the air.

I don't know if it's the witcher's delusion, but Lan En thinks this guy is a bit scrutinizing.

It's best to end up and not be able to tell who owes whom, so you can call it a 'close friend'.

In this chaotic and miserable scene, Rosalia's news made the corners of Gwendelin's mouth show a rare hint of relief.

He silently returned to the Storm Dragon's head, and Onstein mounted a giant wyvern.

The combat boots of his armor had long since disappeared from more than tens of thousands of years of penance, but the black steel-like body really collided on the ground with a sonorous sound like steel stepping on the ground.

He is ambitious, smart enough, and actionable, and no one like this will sit back no matter what.

But the nameless king, who was looking down in front of him, suddenly bent down and pressed the shoulders of the Shadow Sun.

But now, all but the 'crackling' of the flames causing the building to crack, the flapping wings of the dragons, and the sonorous boots of the warriors stomping on the ground. Nothing.

Every step was like a blood-stained iron boot stepping on the ground.

He pursued the immortality of the scaleless white dragon Sith, and the Nameless King and his followers followed the path of the normal immortal ancient dragon.

He thought that he was harmed by Shaliwan, but he didn't expect that what killed him came from the research of Osloas.

Finally, he was nailed to a plain brick wall by Ilusil with a dragon lance, bled dry, and bowed his head.

"What you mean, I'll convey it to Rosaria completely."

After saying that, Leonard lowered his head a little deeper, which was a farewell salute.

After an explosive sound, the projectile stopped in the void beside Yuer Shika.

Although Leonard, Kirk, and Hazel came to fulfill their promise because of Rosaria's relationship, Lane will remember well.

There is no more emotion to express, tens of thousands of years of penance, even the eldest son of King Gwen and the former god of dragon hunting and war of the god race, the ability to express feelings has degraded.

But it's a pity that Lan En also thought of him.

Yu'er Shika sat on her knees beside her brother's chair, holding Gwendrin's somewhat unsteady body without a trace.

Grunt rolled to the side.

Good news is especially rare in these difficult days.

"Really. I didn't expect that time had passed, and I even had my sister to treat me. ”

"Please wait for the good news."

A beautiful but majestic cross-spear pierced the air, piercing the void with the witcher's projectiles.

Immediately, there were three silver knights, and the blades of their swords and spears lit up with a 'crackling' golden lightning, and rushed towards the shining silver Shalivan.

flew all the way for dozens of meters, and finally was nailed to the wall with a 'click' by the dragon hunting gun.

His ears twitched slightly, and he heard the sonorous sound of his boots trampling on the mouth of the alley.

"But there is no doubt that I have seen this claw form on the bodies of Othrois and Ocellothe."

"I have received your news."

Leonard said as he remained on one knee and bowed his head.

"The goddess is still treating the two gods, and if the process goes well, I will arrange the transfer."

It also made Lan En more aware of the trust these friends had in handing over the summoning emblem to him.

Facing Gwendelin's puzzled expression, Lan En whispered.

Compared to ordinary immortal dragons, the wisdom of the scaleless white dragon is just as deformed and crazy as itself.

"Now, not only my brother came in person, but I can also hear the news of my sister, I am very relieved."

"Although Ilussil has suffered a great change, Arnoor Lund has also been killed. Wrecked. But I thought that as long as we could be reunited with our families, we would have nothing to ask for. ”

When you peek in through the opening, you can vaguely see the viscous 'darkness' boiling and entangled in it.

Instead of fleeing like a lost dog, it is better to take advantage of the silver knight's temptation to be attracted by the second phantom body, burst into Princess Yu'er Shika, and take hostages!

"Brother, brother!"

The witcher pointed to the Dark Moon God's arm, which was so thin that it was almost bony and his fingers turned into sharp claws.

A wyvern with feathers all over its body and not very large slowly descended.

But obviously, the [Lion Knight] throwing gun is not as powerful as a supersonic ammunition.

The witcher said lightly.

Immediately after that, he is also preparing to continue to control the gods as a 'god-worshipping man' in the future deep sea era, and a powerful magician with endless ambitions.

Ocelois pursues dragonization, but it is different from the ancient dragon path of the Nameless King.

Most of them were handsome and thin, with skin like delicate white sand, and bloodless.

"You're having a problem with your arm." After Leonard was gone, Lann, who had been standing next to him, walked up to Gwendlin's chair and spoke to him.

The Nameless King jumps from the Storm Dragon's head.

But the way his cherry-like lips gasped for breath was nothing 'majestic'.

"It is indeed undignified to commit my sister to the secluded church, and as a knight under my sister's seat, you should arrange it as soon as possible. The gods they worship here. ”

At this moment, the sky suddenly sounded with the movement of a violent wind and a furious howl.

Rather than thanking, he was actually a little more curious about whether the god of the dark moon was really Yu'er Shika's 'brother'?

"Silver Knight! Stop him! ”

Most of the souls summoned by Lan En dissipated immediately after the battle, and it seemed that this technique had a great impact on the main body, and it was not something that could be used casually.

"But don't worry."

It's the appearance of a person who has inherited a little bit of the blood of the Protoss.

So at this point, this ambitious man studied at the Great Library of Lothric and rose all the way up to the position of Pope of the Darkmoon Cult.

That's the King of Lothric, the strongest of the Protoss since King Gwen!

But Lann's palm patted Gwendrin on the shoulder.

The cross spear, which was enough to pierce through the scales of the legendary ancient dragon, easily nailed the Dark Moon Pope Shalivan, who was far taller than ordinary people, like a rag doll.

The witcher withdrew his hand without a trace, and looked at Gwendrin's delicate figure with some suspicion.

Even under the [Spiritual Vision], Lan En could see from the beginning that he had released two phantom bodies, and the real body was moving in the other direction.

Then he didn't say a word, just tilted his head to look at Lan En next to him.

Since just now, Shalivan no longer felt that he could save his life by just escaping.

Gwendlin's slender paws tightened his grip on the chair, his lips pursed.

It was a skeletal skull with an archbishop's white crown, and there was a sparkling opening in the corner of the skull's eye.

The frail Shadow Sun barely managed to maintain his posture in his chair and spoke to Leonard, who was kneeling in front of him.

So he raised his left hand again, in the direction of Yur Shika!

"Bang!"

The so-called 'relationship' is accumulated in the process of me helping you and you helping me.

At this point, in this lonely and ethereal snowy night, the betrayal and chaos of the new god capital Ilusil came to an end.

——

Although Ilusil was in the middle of a snowy night because of Gwendlin, the city had many residents.

He sat there reluctantly, relieved to see Shalivan's body burned by the flames.

"I don't know if Sullivan had a relationship with the already insane Othloes, or if he got the technology for the dragonization experiment somewhere."

His slender but gentle claws rested lightly on Lan En's hand on his shoulder.

The golden thunder and the inexhaustible storm seemed to have become something that he breathed all the time.

Gwendrin struggled to his feet.

His slender arms clutched his chest, revealing a delicate femininity.

"The healing knowledge of the dragonization experiment, Rosalia is studying. I gave her a good thing, and with that thing as a reference, I believe she was on the verge of success. ”

"I thank you, Lane. You've helped us so much, you've saved almost everything. ”

With the surging of air currents and the sound of wings, they left Irushir and re-ascended to the top of the ancient dragon to follow the path of the ancient dragon.

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