"We're going to win. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Under the mountain peak reflected by the setting sun, the girl with a gentle smile stood quietly on the hillside, silently watching the bloody battlefield under the mountain.

"You just like to talk nonsense. A thin, fair-skinned young man sat on a stone not far away, smiling and watching happily as a group of heavily draped heavy cavalry ran over a phalanx of swords and shields, leaving countless bloody mud behind the horses' hooves.

In the chaotic and bloody battlefield, tens of thousands of people struggled between fighting and death, but no matter which side they were, they deliberately avoided this small hillside.

"We're destined to win—but don't you think they're brave? I've seen your strength, and I've even fallen to my knees with trembling legs!" the fair-skinned boy cried out excitedly, "Stomp on them!"

The smiling girl didn't answer him.

At this moment, a burly figure suddenly appeared behind them.

This is a young man, but his burly figure always makes people feel that he is already very old.

With a serious face, he slammed the man in his right hand to the ground.

It was a glowing man.

Even the armor on his body was golden, forcing people to look away.

It's just that the luminous one at this moment is covered in scaly wounds, the armor is scattered, and some of the wounds emit a more dazzling light, flowing out a faint flickering liquid.

It's like some kind of energy that has been draining dramatically.

"What is this?" the fair-skinned boy climbed up on his hands and feet as if he had discovered a new toy, looking curiously at the glowing man.

"This god wants to go around our rear," the burly young man pouted, and said solemnly, "I'll take him." ”

The fair-skinned young man looked at the glowing man, the god, with curiosity on his face, and muttered, "But you're about to spoil him." ”

The battered deity was calmer than expected.

"Scourges," said the deity weakly but indifferently.

"Your evil plans have been detected by the Holy Day," the light flickered on the god's body, and he calmly stated, as if he were not in prison, closing his eyes to death, but doing something insignificant: "You are doomed." ”

"What do you say?" the boy grinned and put his ear to the god's mouth, "Who are you?"

"Listen, ignorant and fearless scourge. ”

The gods said silently.

"I am the ...... of the Holy Day," the god paused, as if thinking about something.

But the light on his body flickered more and more rapidly.

"I am ...... I am ......" The god seemed to wonder about something and did not go on.

"I'm ......" the god raised his head, his eyes glowing with golden light.

"Calamity, what have you done," he said hurriedly, as if losing his usual calm and indifference, "why am I...... Why don't you know who I am?"

The burly young man looked at him coldly, condescendingly.

"Of course you don't know who you are," he replied solemnly.

"Because you didn't even exist. ”

The next moment, the light on the god's body suddenly increased!

"Existence?" the god's face changed, and he cried out in alarm, "Are you—"

"You're ......" but he began to pause again, and after a few seconds, the god looked up in despair, "I should know who you are." ”

"But I don't know now. ”

The fair-skinned boy laughed.

The burly young man folded his arms.

The smiling girl was the same as ever.

The god calmly closed his eyes.

"It seems that I no longer exist. He said.

In the next moment, the gods burst out with extremely strong light all over their bodies!

It's like a little sun.

This small hillside is brightly lit!

The light dimmed.

The place where the god had just laid was now empty.

The burly young man looked up at his two companions.

"Just updated information. He said solemnly.

"Future is in the south, cleaning up that organization step by step, and with his ability, he will soon be able to find the culprit. The burly man paused, "And Kwon has cleared the Sigh Mountains of the humans and elves—he doesn't like to procrastinate." ”

"As for the nightmare, I dug a hole and went into the ground...... He said that he was chasing the Monarch of the Abyss, and as long as he caught that guy, he would be able to ask the key to that weapon. ”

The fair-skinned boy was obviously not interested in these things, and he turned his head again to focus on the battlefield.

"What about the Holy Days and the gods," replied the smiling maiden, "that they know?"

"It's useless for them to know, we have nothing to fear except Taurus. The burly man said solemnly: "What's more, Quan has already freed his hands, and he can deal with this matter." ”

Right now.

"Huh, that group of cavalry - if you don't rush to escape, you dare to come directly at us!" the young man jumped up in surprise, and waved excitedly to the scattered knights who broke through the battlefield in the distance and rushed towards them:

"Hey, we're here!

The knights were already scarred, but they still followed the front without complaint, the young knight with a gun in his left hand and a flag in his right.

The knights charged.

Teenage girls and teenagers faintly hear their slogan, which seems to be "Long live the Empire".

The young man hesitated, looked at the burly young man, and then shook his head decisively.

The fair-skinned young man showed a hopeful look in his eyes again, and turned his head to look at the girl: "Giza! Giza! Can I ask you to make a move! You know my style, it's not ornamental at all, and B is too serious and boring - why don't you make a move, so that I can watch it for a little longer, okay, okay?"

The girl smiled and stood up indifferently.

The burly young man frowned.

The fair-skinned boy clapped wildly and cheered loudly.

The smiling girl walked towards the group of knights who were getting closer and closer.

Until the young knight at the head, with the resolute spear in his hand, passed through her chest.

"Ahh

The girl screamed in pain, blood spurting from her chest.

In the wind, the spear took advantage of the horse's inertia to lift the girl from the ground.

The young knight at the head was shocked when he saw the girl's painful expression and splattered blood.

Why?

Until a bloodied knight in the prime of life behind him, roaring madly, woke him up from his trance:

"His Highness Tomond!"

"Don't let her fool you!"

The young highness immediately came to his senses, and at a gallop, he grasped the spear in both hands, and the silver transcendent power turned like a streamer, oozing from his skin, reflecting him dazzlingly.

He roared:

"Damn it!"

With extraordinary power, the girl's body was thrown into the air, and blood was spilled.

Not far away, the young man on the hillside shouted and was inexplicably excited.

Blood rains down.

Tormund only felt a blanket of blood in front of him.

Is this--the girl's blood?

It seems to be some, too much.

He was forced to close his eyes.

The next moment, Tomund was violently knocked away by a huge force.

By the time he got up in a brief stun, there were no cavalry left.

The surrounding area has become a sea of blood, with stumps and broken arms, scattered in countless places.

Tormund looked around him in disbelief, recognizing many of his comrades who had lived and died together, or some of their bodies.

Massa, Quinn, Letodo......

Uncontrollably, tears slid down the young knight's face.

No.

Why.

Why is it still useless!

Didn't the witches say......

"Your Highness!"

A roar came.

Ahead, the knight in the prime of life fell to his knees, clutching his right arm, his face painful.

Tormund came to his senses, and he scrambled to his feet and shouted, "Falkenhause!"

Falkenhause looked up, blood on his distorted face.

"Your Highness! she's—inside—" Falkenhause's right arm, which was expanding abnormally at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Kill me, kill me!" Falkenhause's heart-rending howl struck Tormond's heart.

Tormund staggered to his feet, trying to find a weapon.

But someone is faster than him.

A bloodied knight struggled to get up.

He slashed down Falkenhause, which was already five or six times the thickness of an ordinary person's right arm!

His right arm fell to the ground, but it was still writhing and expanding.

In Falkenhause's roar, the knight dragged his body with great difficulty to Tormond's side.

"Knight Aarend......" Tormund looked at the clear knight, and tears welled up in his eyes.

The innocent Aaron smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, if you can go back alive - tell the group of women." ”

"Weapon Prototype No. 62 - Test Failed. ”

As soon as the words fell.

On the ground, Falkenhause's severed right arm swelled to the point where it could not have been larger.

And then there was a bang.

Blood droplets gushed out in all directions like a volcanic eruption!

Tormund was blown away again.

This time, both Aarend and Falkenhause kept him behind him, fending off quite a few of the onslaughts.

Tormund woke up quickly.

Both Aarend and Falkenhause collapsed not far away, fainting.

Tormund looked up with difficulty.

I saw that strange girl, covered with red blood all over her body, walking towards him naked.

Behind her, a teenager with an excited face, and a burly young man, slowly followed.

Tormund gritted his teeth and drew the dagger from his leg.

"Come, scourge!"

He shouted.

But the girl didn't do anything, she just crouched down quietly in front of him, showing a lovely and gentle smile.

"It really hurt just now," she said softly.

"But that's life, isn't it?"

Tormond roared madly, and he stabbed his dagger through the girl's chest, again.

Blood splattered.

The girl grunted in pain.

"Don't pretend! Woe," Tormond cried out in tears and madness, "You won't die at all!"

The girl's blood-stained sticky hands gently covered the young knight's dagger-clinging right hand.

"But," the girl struggled to squeeze out a smile:

"It hurts. ”

She raised her hand and covered Tormond's face.

Tormund struggled frantically, but the girl's hand seemed to be firmly wrapped around his.

He could only sigh and close his eyes to death.

Right now.

The fair-skinned boy and the burly young man, including the bloodied naked girl, raised their heads at the same time and looked at the sky overhead.

The three of them looked different.

The scarlet girl let go of Tormund, and she walked back to the other two.

Tormund gasped, and having escaped, he looked at the sky in confusion, but saw nothing.

But soon, he didn't have to wonder.

In the endless clouds after sunset, there was a low but sensational sound of thunder.

"Roar—"

The thunder grew louder and louder, almost resonating with the air, echoing between heaven and earth!

"Roar-roar!"

The troops fighting on the battlefield almost all stopped their weapons in surprise.

"Roar-roar-roar!"

Even the ground began to shake with the thunder!

"B! This is ...... What ......" The fair-skinned boy touched his hair, revealing a look of doubt.

The burly young man did not answer, as if he was pondering something.

Above the clouds, the crimson light of the setting sun was suddenly covered by a thick layer of black shadows.

The Shadow expands dramatically.

until the entire cloud covers this side of the world.

The sun is obscured.

The heavens and the earth were darkened.

"Roar-roar!"

Along with the thunder, there is also a strange and irregular sound of the wind.

"Plop-hoo-puff-hoo-"

In the darkness, Tormund watched in amazement.

The blood-colored girl frowned.

The fair-skinned young man looked at the burly young man and urged, "What the hell is it?"

Only then did the burly young man turn his head, revealing a solemn expression.

"Dragons. ”

The young man said briefly:

"Dragons. ”