The sound of explosions, shouts, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air mingled.

For a moment, the crowd did not know whether they were on the fabled front line of the ashes or in the countryside north of McKara......

Everyone is surrounded by a strong sense of unreality.

Is it a dream? And it's a nightmare......

Ever since the small floating city slammed into its own invisible floating city, enemy attacks rained down like drops out of nowhere.

No one knows where the opponent is.

Where did it come from?

How many people are there?

What are the levels?

I don't know.

Not at all!

Because that's not what their black knights should know about at all!

So a big floating city is floating in the sky, why not warn?

What about the warlocks who accompany the team? What about the prison guards?

Didn't it mean that it was a sixth-level soul hunter who led them, and these people's perceptions were all decorations?

Even if these black knights were confused, they couldn't change the cruel reality that they didn't have any information to support them.

What's worse is that their commander is in the sky, in the floating city, but now......

…

Ryan lowered his body and tried not to expose himself to the other person's field of vision as much as possible.

But even so, he couldn't help but glance sideways at the sky.

Like, too much like that.

Although the exterior coating of this floating city looks like a black iron wood board that has been soaked in water and swollen and then dried.

But other than that, everything else is exactly the same as the floating city they threw at McKara!

But when they left, they had demolished everything they could...... That thing can't fly at all.

God knows how this thing got close.

But in any case, your own floating city shouldn't be without warning, right?

Sou!

A blue-green, wind-strong arrow was aimed at his head.

At the last moment, Ryan barely managed to dodge with his head, but the arrow flew past him with his helmet.

Bang!

The shadow energy attached to his helmet barely managed to neutralize the arrow, causing it to drift slightly off course and fly backwards.

Screams came from behind him, and an unlucky ghost couldn't get out of the way.

Ryan escaped, but things didn't get much better.

He was dizzy and half-squatted on the ground, half of his head seemed to have been smothered with a big iron rod, and his brain was buzzing.

He could barely use his shield to protect the vital point, gasping for air.

What the fuck, is it a strong wind arrow?

It's not like he hasn't dealt with the elves of the east, but the power of this arrow is almost catching up with the small ballista......

Shaking his head vigorously and listening to the screams around him, Ryan felt that he couldn't go on like this.

He summoned his energy, gathered it on his shield, and slammed his bottom edge to the ground!

Rumble!

The shadow flames flowed in all directions, spreading out a circle with a radius of more than two meters.

"Annihilation of the Earth, use the Annihilation of the Earth to surround our defense matrix, at least it can interfere with the sight of the opposing archer, this must be the elven archer!

"Set up a shield, set up a shield defense, retreat backwards in an orderly manner, don't panic!"

Although Ryan's cultivation speed is average, he has relatively rich combat experience.

After being assigned to a fringe city like Godero City, where birds don't, he has a lot of dealings with Shadowfootsteps, most of whom are wanderers and rangers who are good at firing cold arrows.

With his voice and body, these black knights, who were only thinking about escaping in their minds, finally came to some sense.

One by one, they followed Ryan's example and stepped down to annihilate the earth.

Thanks to the standard armament on their bodies, their skin was only burned by the corrosive effect of the shadows, and they didn't die for a while.

However, in this way, the shooter hiding in the shadows will only see a large area of shadow flames with Eagle Eye.

If you look at it with the naked eye, it's even more doomed.

After all, this is a night battle.

But at this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in front of the eyes of the black knights!

It is like the sun slowly rising from the sea level, coming from the dark night......

It was a group of knights bathed in holy light and armed with swords and shields, at least two hundred people!

The bright silver light armor, the familiar style, even the curvature on the shoulders is exactly the same.

The only difference is that they don't have that familiar insignia on their bodies......

"Eternal, eternal dawn?"

Someone muttered.

As if to confirm his conjecture, a loud bang suddenly came from behind the team!

Boom –

The holy light shot up into the sky, and the undisguised scorching heat deformed the black flames around them almost instantly.

Clusters of shadow flames were like chocobos with their necks extended, desperately trying to use themselves to kill the holy light in front of them.

Ryan felt a chill in his heart.

Finished.

Where the holy light soared to the sky, there were several carriages of big people.

It's not that they don't want to give them warning, it's that they can't.

……

"Who the hell are you!?"

After eating Gawain's holy light shock, Leon finally couldn't help but shout out this sentence.

He is a sixth-level soul hunter hired by An Song to deal with Lloyd at a high price, and his specific profession is a warlock.

As a special combat unit specially cultivated by the Shadow Sanctuary to hunt down powerful undead souls and necromancers in the wild, he is not much more sensitive to necromancers than the Holy Cult Army on the Ashes frontline, and has also had the experience of serving in the dark on the front line.

It stands to reason that it would be enough for him to bring so many people into McKara to deal with a sixth-level necromancer.

But since I got close to this damn country, trouble came one after another.

All casters on the party - whether they are clerics or warlocks.

No matter where you are – on the ground or in the sky.

Anytime, anywhere, at every moment, the nerves are forced to be in a state of high tension.

It's as if there is a group of Diao people hiding in the air, staring at them with bad intentions all the time.

The caster's high perception allowed them to catch this extremely small wisp of killing intent.

But it's too small for them to really notice and snuff out.

The two sides were at a stalemate.

In just half an hour, all of them were tortured to the point that life was worse than death, and they had splitting headaches.

This situation even intensified as they approached Maikala......

At this juncture, a paladin "sneaked" into them.

Yes, dive in!

Although everyone put away their perception to prevent themselves from being tortured by this strange "killing intent".

But in front of him, this paladin who was at least level six actually "infiltrated" their team like a transparent person, and then trampled on the carriage with one kick, trampled on an unlucky shadow priest, and then another blast of holy light, completely tearing the battlefield apart.

Leon barely bred up, and he noticed that there weren't many living people left around him.

Those who can block this divine impact, and those who can react and support the shield, must be at least level five.

Faced with Leon's question, Gawain gave the answer very honestly.

"Gawain."

Leon felt a chill in his heart: "Gawain? You're not dead? ”

Eternal Dawn...... Eternal dawn has already come?

He figured out a lot of things in an instant, and the intense fear and anger made his heart feel like it was on fire!

"Yes, I'm not dead."

Gawain replied, drawing his sword.

He pointed at the other person.

"You're sick, it's too late to get treatment."

"I'm sick of you*!"

As the emotions got up, the roaring flames were released from Leon's hands, shooting out like two shackles, one left and one right.

Gawain stepped on his feet and pounced on the other party.

Feeling the aura of annihilation coming from these two pillars of fire, he suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.

It seems to be weak......

In the past few years, he has been sparring with the warlock named V.

He thought that this was Heine's desire to let his skeleton get experienced, but who knew that after the fight, he would be the one who improved.

He's not a spellcaster, so he can't say why.

He just felt that if the spell was released from V's hand, the whip condensed by the Shadow Flames would look like a living thing, instead of being lifeless.

Syllable!

Gawain used his shield to block one whip, then rolled on the ground, dodging the other.

The moment he got up, he threw out the shield that was wrapped in the Holy Light.

Leon held a black-gold metal staff in both hands, and the tip of the staff was a horned lizard with an open mouth and fire.

This is the Temple's Burning Stick Plus, the more powerful Staff of Dragon's Breath.

As the staff activated, pitch-black flaming balls erupted from the lizard's mouth, like powerful cannonballs, crashing into the shield in an instant.

But taking advantage of this moment, Gawain had already shortened the distance between the two to less than three meters.

Seeing that the other party lowered his figure, he was about to catapult in the next second, Leon's staff slammed on the ground, and the shadow silk thread that had already been laid under his feet like a spider's web tightened violently, binding Gawain in place.

Then, he turned his staff around himself, aimed it at the ground, and flew into the sky with the massive recoil of the flame blast, tearing a scroll open in midair.

The light wind surrounded him, as if holding a feather.

The staff was mounted under his crotch, flames erupted from the tip of the staff, and he flew away as a bird in the air.

If nothing else, he'll be on the run.

Escape from this "countryside" full of lies.

He is confident enough in his flying skills that even if the opponent has the help of the Elven Marksman, it is impossible to shoot him down.

He also made a mocking gesture at Gawain.

Even if the shadow coil couldn't restrain the other party for too long, this moment of stagnation was enough for him to fly high into the air.

Unbeknownst to him, however, Gawain was not provoked in the slightest.

He broke free from his restraints and watched the other party drift away suspiciously:

"It's really the same as they say......"

Gawain muttered.

In the next second, Leon, who was still gesturing something, suddenly felt a strong wind pressure approaching him.

His heart was cold, a behemoth had already broken into his senses, but he didn't even have time to react.

He only had time to subconsciously turn his head to look behind him.

At his last glance, he saw an ugly floating city.

Its surface was pitted like dry bark, and in some places it was deformed, as if it had just been hit hard.

Along with it flew a line of words:

"You're flying high!"

(End of chapter)