The moon is red with magic, but its color has not faded. But that little bit of light has already lit up the night sky.

It was a carriage speeding in blood-red moonlight.

As the carriage approached, Iris could see the people on it.

In the open-top carriage, sat a woman with braided hair behind her ears, wearing a silver flower headdress and an orchid dress. She also wore a cloak embroidered with a white eagle mark, which was punctuated by magical light.

Before the carriage had landed, Allison shouted in mid-air, "Is Mr. Kronos here? ”

Iris looked at Alison in the carriage and saw the carriage circling back and forth.

"Is that also a returning traveler?"

Iris wiped away her tears and asked uncertainly. She was attracted to the female returnee in front of her, because it had always been the career she wanted to do. However, a noble lady will not be tolerated to do such a thing, she can only aspire to.

"You're right, Miss Elles, that's a returnee, too, and a part-time returnee from the Hunt family. Andrew, who woke up from a real dream, looked at the night sky and replied.

The carriage still hasn't hit the ground. Allison saw Andrew waving his hand and turned the letter into a paper crane. The crane left Alison's palm and flew straight towards Andrew.

When Mary saw the crane, she wanted to urge. She even waved her wand at the crane, trying to make the wind of sand tear it apart, but she didn't succeed in front of Andrew's flame barrier. Then, she twisted the corners of her mouth.

"We don't have time to watch you play the game of cranes. Hand over the crate, or Thorne will be ready to slaughter the city when he gets the signal!" Mary threatened.

But Andrew ignored her, put away the flame in his hand and went to pick up the paper crane, so that the paper crane turned back into a letter and fell into his hand.

Andrew opened the wax seal and wrote, "May the magic of my friend Mr. Kronos endure." In the meantime, please say hello to the young man known as the Blue Star for me. At this point, you must have received the letter. By the time you received it, we had saved Redlive City from the rebel Duke Dolores. At this point, you can save the prince with confidence. Your friend, Silver Hunt. ”

Then, after reading the letter, Andrew handed it to Glori.

"Little brother Glori, you should be able to let go of the fight, may the dragon god bless!" Andrew looked at Glori, who was sweating.

"Yes, we should put an end to everything now and rescue His Royal Highness. ”

With that, Glori put the letter he had read back in his pocket. He gripped the hilt of his sword, causing it to glow with a faint blue glow. He let go of his left hand, which was covering his right abdomen, and with his sword in both hands, he looked into the depths of the city gates.

"May the god of light bless, dragon fire!"

Glori was the first to charge at the twenty mechanical guards, and his flaming sword sprint ran towards Mary the Witch who was standing in the door of Giffany.

Seeing the sword waves coming towards her, Mary exclaimed.

"Help, my lord, I can't deal with the divine power!"

Mary dropped her wand in the sand and fled deeper into the city. When she didn't look back, the wand holding up the curtain of light was burned to ashes.

At this point, Dylan was right behind Glori. He took out the steel shield he had purchased in Fengyan City to fend off the mechanical guards chasing from behind. Jue and Brad Furzes, the leader of the Red Feather Knights, were stopped in their way by three mechanical guards. As for Hezzer, he led the Knights of Fengyan against the Knights of the Moon, who were about to rush out of Giffani City, and glanced at Glori, who was rushing to the front.

Glori dodged a stab from a Knight. He ducked his head to the right, dodging the slash of one of the mechanical guards chasing from behind, and with a slam of his left foot, his right foot stepped over the wall on the right, diagonally through the narrow passage of the gate. In this way, he passed like a sharp sword through the swarming Knights of the Moon.

Not far from the Prince, Glori leaned back on his left side to dodge, his right sword slashing with a lightning cross, knocking him to the ground with a String Moon guard guarding the Prince's Highness in front of him.

In an instant, Glori passed by Baron Victor, who was sneering at him. He thought that Victor was going to fight him, but he saw that Victor directly led the remaining fifty Knights of the Quarter Moon to rush out of the city.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the fight, Glori found the prince tied to a pillar in the depths of the passage.

Immediately after, the usurper of Redreeve City, Dolores, who wore green armor, who threw away his cloak, stood in front of Glori.

Dolores patted the white feather carving on her armor, then shook the silver spear in her hand, allowing the glow of the spear to illuminate Glori's face.

"Hmph, tiny human. Do you dare to face what is in front of you? here and now!" Dolores slammed the end of her silver spear into the masonry floor, causing the entire city of Giffany to shake.

"I've never dodged, I've always been a bastard that Yvette calls a fool. ”

Glori sneered, and clenched his sword cautiously. He returned the sword to both hands, but there was a hint of mockery in his brave words, which made the prince beside him feel a little sad from it.

"Haha, what an interesting person. For me, a god who has lived for more than a thousand years, this is the first time I have been confronted like this. ”

Dolores said with a smile. He looked down on the human beings in front of him, let alone a young man who was only twenty-one years old. He suddenly remembered Kaida's words, and said, "Blue Star is a master of swordsmanship, although his current level is still a long way from me. ”

"Young human, let me teach you your swordsmanship, I want you to know the cruelty of this world. I was once a master of swordsmanship like you, and was called the White Feather Blade by the Gods. ”

Dolores magically transformed the silver spear in his hand into a bayonet engraved with the word "thousand" on the ring-shaped gauntlet, and changed its counterweight into the shape of a feather.

As soon as he finished speaking, Glori shook back his steps with a sudden blow. His breastplate had been cut in length, and the automatic music box had fallen to the ground and had a corner dropped.

Then the mournful sound of the organ sounded in the passage. The sound of the organ played by the automatic music box seems to have traveled through a long time, across the vast grasslands and the battlefields of fallen warriors, to the barren land of ruins, and then indifferently poured into the city of Giffany.

"Now, everything out there has nothing to do with me. I knew that Redcliff City had been taken, and the magic sigil in my right hand told me everything that had happened just a short time ago. Don't worry, I won't blackmail you with the prince, and even if I get control of the dungeon mechanics, there will be no turnaround. Soon I will be the only one left, and who will listen to my orders? ”

Dolores said the above coldly, and glanced at the circle-shaped spell mark in his right hand, then closed his palm and gripped the bayonet sword. However, he heard the prince's proclamation.

"Let me be here to witness the fall of one legend and the rise of another!, and I will be saved, and I will fulfill my vows to sit on the throne of King Shennuo and lead my people away from the persecution of the Order!" said Wang Ziwei in his usual artistic words.

The prince's words were greeted with a burst of sneer from Dolores: "My poor prince, you will pin your little hope on this young human, and in the end, you will probably be disappointed!"

Dolores then turned her attention back to Glori.

"I am haunted by nightmares every day, woken up every day by the whispers of demons, once a day I recall what my mentor has said, and swing my sword a thousand times a day. And you? You're a swordsmanship genius, but I'm all with these hands!" Glori gripped the blade, and refused to let go despite the blood that flowed from it—his hand was covered with old scars.

"You're not like me, you're a god from a noble family. You have a luxurious life, and you have the glory of a famous swordsmanship. But you, a god like you, who could have helped others, have given up your faith and gone after the darkness!" Glori added.

"Do you want to delay them to come and save you? If it weren't for them, how could my people have died? They are vying for power, and it is we gods who have no idea of power at all. Isn't it right to rely on the Order Clan to sit on the throne for revenge?"

Despite Dolores' grim words, there was a hint of resentment on her face. He withdrew his sword and took a few steps back, letting the flames of rage burn all over his body—a silvery glow enveloping him.

So, in the dim light of the fire pool, white points of light floated, and then the white points of light turned into floating white feathers. A sense of oppression caused the prince to sit on the ground along the stone pillar, while the old bricks on the ground around him were crushed to crumbs.

At the same time, Glori lost his usual athletic hand. He struggled to even move his steps, which made it impossible to take the most basic alternating steps. And his cloak was torn by the weight.

The weight also knocked Mary to the ground. She was crawling behind the pillar around the corner. Dolores, however, didn't want to pay attention to her.

"You should be able to move, right? aha, human?" Dolores stood up like a god and said chaos to Glori, "Can't move, then, let me finish you off?"

Just as Dolores was about to step forward, Glori's sword flashed with a dazzling blue light. Their shadows were long and tugged at by the light, stretching all the way to the ashes of the wand at the entrance of the passageway.

Seeing his shadow stretched, Glori gritted his teeth and heard a whisper from the sword in his hand.

"My clumsy and diligent beloved, this sword is a replica of the forgotten sword of the dragon god. It's not really a sword of the gods, but it will help you. It has been blessed by Xavier and me. I hope it will always be with you on the right path. My disciple, please keep your faith until the end. Farewell. ”

Gradually, Glori found that his body was much lighter and more mobile. He began to move his pace, assuming a slashing stance.

Glori closed his eyes and exhaled, saying, "Come on, fight to the death!"

Suddenly, Dolores looked at Glori, who was slowly moving, and laughed.

"That's exactly what I wanted. ”

Dolores drew her sword to the left and stabbed, dodging Glori's right slash. After that, he raised his shining sword, and a burst of daylight exploded. And Glori's side rang out with a "crackling" explosion, which was Dolores' magic, the White Feather Thorn.

Glori, who had escaped the catastrophe, looked where he was—it was full of sharp, sword-like thorns. When Glori came to his senses, he slid forward and stabbed, but Dolores dodged sideways. Then, Glori delivered a slash from the top.

Dolores stepped back and flicked her sword upwards before skimming down to the right. As the half-arc of light flashed through the passage, Glori gripped the sword that had been blocked to the left.

At this moment, Glori slashed the sword from the bottom left to the top right with both swords, slashing at Dolores' left chest.

"Dragonfire!" Glori shouted. He saw the fierce flames burn Duke Dolores' green armor through a slash.

"Not bad, but next time it's your turn!" Dolores extinguished the fire with the magic in her hand. He slammed his fist into the wall, the thick silver armor slamming the wall into a crater. The walls collapsed, and the passage shook and shook.

Behind the pillars, Mary lost her balance, was pulled by the pressure, and rolled diagonally into the passage deep in the corner. And the prince broke free of the rope with all his might.

"Look, what's wrong with our prince? Dolores saw the prince throw the rope to the ground and sneered.

"Duke Dolores, now is the real showdown! He's just an outsider! You're not going to be angry with him, are you? You should have a decent duel with me. In the way that the royal family and nobles have!"

Wang Ziwei picked up the knight's bayonet sword and ran deeper into the passage as he spoke.

Dolores, who was caught by Glori's sword, heard the prince's voice and stopped swinging the sword.

"Huh. At the end of the day, my opponent is you, the respected prince. As soon as the words were spoken, Dolores kicked Glori against the wall and followed in the prince's footsteps.

"Your Royal Highness!"

Glori got up and hurried after him. He knew his mission was not accomplished.