Shaman from Afar

Flames burned and blood was sprayed.

When the ice mist in the air was evaporated by the rolling heat wave, Byrne's infantry knights and Phalanx infantry finally saw what it was that made the elf warriors desperate, even looking for death.

It was a monster with the appearance of an elf, covered with fire and wielding a long sword of flame ...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The Bain warriors were stunned, watching the roaring monster waving his long burning sword in their hands. The rolled tongue of fire swept across the battlefield like a breath of a dragon, and immediately swallowed a whole group of elf warriors.

When the flames dissipated, only falling ashes fell.

While waiting for them to react from the shock, the "flame monster" had come to them, and the long burning sword was raised high above his head, and fell head-on towards the front.

"Boom !!!"

A half-moon-shaped tongue of fire swept across the front of the pike phalanx, a huge flame exploded out of thin air, and water droplets splashed countless burning Mars.

Among the roars, the most terrifying and desperate wailing sounded.

There was not much time for hesitation. The long knife waved gently in the air, and the heat wave exploded to the surroundings. The dazzling golden red was the last color that many Bayerns and elves saw during their lifetime.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!!"

Screaming, Eugen, who had been completely manipulated by the force of the void, ravaged the battlefield. The flames curled up by the blades waved willingly, just like the painter's brush, using the flames as ink and paint, to everything he could see.

Under such an indiscriminate attack, both the Bain and the Azores suffered heavy casualties. The deafening explosions and firelight made the soldiers panic. They could not hear the horn or the flag, and they could not even obey the orders.

In a panic situation with heavy casualties, the elf warriors who stepped on the scorched earth again and again, like the waves, rushed to the phalanx of lances that fell into chaos in the explosion.

The screams are continuous ... The soldiers on both sides are desperately attacking forward, the hysterical attack, daringly against the burning fire, the face of the attack is frightened to attack the enemy.

Under the ravages of explosions and roaring flames, the two warring parties quickly evolved into a chaotic and gradually out-of-order face-to-face charge, even the best commander-in-chief, could not allow his fighters to be in hot waves and In the explosion that appears at any time, it can still maintain the formation.

Swept the flames of the battlefield, turning every elf and Baien into a madman. Fear made them fearless, and only looked at the enemies rushing to them.

"Stick to the front and not back!"

Count Angut, who was torn apart, snarled, and the blood-stained sword penetrated into the chest of the elf warrior, and he pulled it out of his shoulder: "Kill them back, crush them, and make them guilty! "

"Remember! Bairen, Bairen ... never back!" The blood-stained Earl Angut raised his sword:

"Now tell me, who are you ?!"

"Byan !!!"

"Who are you fighting for ?!"

"Byan !!!"

"Then kill me!"

The clamoring infantry knights stood against the oncoming heat wave, pushed back toward the charged elf warriors, and even once penetrated the array of elf warriors.

Then, in the flames of fire, the smoke disappeared.

Standing in the Black Lion Golden Lion's Earl of the Fury Count Eckert looked blankly at the burning battlefield, at the side of the fire swallowed side by side in the Bayern Battle Flag, immobile.

There were constant commanders from various phalanxes sending subordinate soldiers to fight for the rescue of the forward troops trapped on the battlefield; and the Earl of the Fury forged them back without tire, neither explaining nor blaming.

He has been waiting like this, waiting like a sculpture.

"How many times is this?"

Eckert looked back suddenly and looked at the adjutant behind him.

"Seventh time, Count." The adjutant looked at Ecter, who was indifferent, and couldn't help saying: "Master Herald Marantz's herald came twice, and he said that if you don't agree again, he will go by himself. "

Hearing the Count of Fury nodded and was silent.

"Count, order the wings of the sky and the knights to attack!"

Can't bear to look at the battlefield, the flag officer clenched the battle flag in his hand: "Go down like this, Count Angut of Mountain Rock Castle, and Count Salald, thousands of soldiers and knights ... they will all die without burial. A place! "

"You can't just watch them killed!"

The excited flag officer stared at Eckert's face, looking at the indifferent Earl of Forgery, wishing to crush his teeth.

A night watchman holding a command flag ran all the way to the Golden Lion War:

"In the name of His Majesty Brandon II, the Byen Legion launched a general offensive, at all costs, dragging the enemies of the enemy's left wing to buy time for the floating city!"

"Follow the order!"

The slightly nodded Count of Fury Castle looked flatly at the flag officer who was already excited and shivering: "He ordered Ramallos to let him lead a third of the Bayern knights to organize a raid from the flank and interrupt Azore The elves' offensive rhythm. "

"Wings of the Sky Demon Hunters were sent out to do everything possible to drag down the enemy's pace and cover the first array of infantry."

"Yes!!!!"

Looking at the flag officer who couldn't wait to go to the trumpet, Count Eckert couldn't help but sigh secretly.

He participated in the battle of Eboden and saw how terrifying the elven warrior named "Eugen" ... but the Duke of Loren also needed to be fully prepared and go all out to barely defeat the enemy. He was hit twice with the most powerful Jiaoguangsaber twice before he was finally killed.

And now, he lets the knights and the demon hunters to fight against, and drags down an enemy that even the duke feels tricky ... It is tantamount to let them die, and use life and corpses to drag the enemy's footsteps.

"But ... this is our destiny. The destiny of the Bayern people is not to measure a person's greatness by victory and title, but by sacrifice and glory."

Muttering to Eckert, something in the pupil is burning.

"To die for victory, to glory ... to die for a great cause, to die for leading us to glory, strong, noble heroes, to become the cornerstone of his great cause, the gravel on the road ... is a Bayern from birth The most desired thing at the moment you come down. "

"This is our destiny!"

…………………………

"What is this scenario?!"

Under the Iron Crown Battle, Isaac, scratching his head, collapsed and looked at the wizards who had fallen all over the ground. The eyes were as big as they were:

"Let me sort out the current situation. We now need to manipulate the floating city. We also need to use the floating city to save the position of the Baine Legion, and kill the elf madman who is killing us and killing ourselves; for this purpose, we need to use To the Jiaoguangsaber in the floating city, driving the Jiaoguangsaber requires at least twelve senior wizard-level wizards, but ... "

"But all our wizards are already overwhelmed!"

The little wizard hugged his shoulders and interrupted angrily: "Thank you, but we really don't need you to remind you again that we have twenty-five bright lightsabers, and a huge number of logistical needs, even if all the wizards of the empire It ’s not enough! ”

"Yes, but now we need twelve wizards to save the benefactors, otherwise they will be killed by the **** elf!" Isaac spread his hands: "But now you and me are counted, we are only eight This wizard was barely enough to do this, and even the minimum nine people did not meet the standard! "

"Eight wizards?"

Looked confused, Ai Yin looked around, and repeatedly confirmed that there were only five people around, then Isaac was blinded.

"Of course, a genius wizard like me can of course count two people. I can't believe that as my classmate, you have to confirm this kind of problem!"

"... This is not more talent, the key lies in the ability of each wizard spiritual hall, you can only count one!" The little wizard "protested".

"Yes, but I have a way to pour the circulation of the floating city into the circulation of the Jiaoguang sword, and let the void remain self-consuming, so that everyone can reduce the load."

Isaac rolled his eyes again: "Of course I understand that such a high-tech job is unimaginable to your alchemist, and only our mystic wizard can do it."

"... Lorren will do too."

Blushed, and the annoyed little wizard could not help but refute him: "There is also Dalton, Master Albert, and ..."

"Freshwalker and Ashamai, yes, I know they are all OK, but is that the point?" Isaac rolled his eyes for the third time:

"What we are missing now is a wizard, a wizard! Not an apprentice nor a bunch of half-hangers, at least one real wizard, at least one more; otherwise we will not only save them, but also kill all of us! "

Isaac's mouth twitched constantly, and his face was in a dilemma.

The plan he designed by himself took away nine of the best wizards in the empire. As a result, no one was available, and even ten wizards could not make it.

The little wizard on the side gritted his teeth, staring at the floating city that was moving slowly to this side.

Really ... I ca n’t do anything by myself after leaving Loren?

Repeated efforts, desperately trying to get rid of the feeling of powerlessness, unwilling to become his burden and burden ... Finally, still have to face such a result?

The two who were still arguing fell into silent silence.

"……I do not understand."

The night watchman, Edward, who had never spoken, said: "Why do we have to use the bright lightsaber, and we still have the Brandon Hall ... Your majesty's dragon, can't the dragon still beat an elf warrior?"

Glanced at Isaac and the small wizard, and Mochi Ain slowly looked back: "The key to solving Eugen is not the means, but the need to destroy him."

"He has been completely eroded by the power of the void. Previously, Loren had killed him many times during the defense of Eboden, but in the end he was successfully resurrected."

"The only feasible way is to prepare the high-level magic spell" Dream of Dreams "in advance, and activate this magic while killing him, completely erasing the void reaction on his body." The little wizard explained:

"In order to do this, the two sides must cooperate as perfectly as possible. While killing him, expand the magic circle and if the dragon kills Eugen ..."

"Whether it's violent means or Dragon's Breath, it will even kill with the magical hunter; this monster will still show us how he was resurrected ... you just kill him 1,000 times and ten thousand times, he still can Stand up unharmed. "

Edward nodded slightly: "So, we need at least eight wizards to operate that weapon, but now there are only ... seven wizards in the camp?"

"You have eight."

A weak voice sounded behind the night watchman.

Edward Edward turned back suddenly and looked at the figure who didn't know when to appear in shock.

"Peter Fasha? Why are you here ?!"

"Always there, but our leader of the night watchman has never noticed his side ..."

Funny Peter hasn't finished talking yet. Edward has taken a step forward and grabbed his collar: "Peter! Peter Farsha ... I'm not kidding you!"

"Your mission is over, you know that once His Majesty Brandon knows that you are still alive, even if Eckhart II died in front of you, he would not be able to let you go. It doesn't matter ... why come back? "

As the leader of the night watchman ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Edward felt that he should be the second best person in the world after Loren, who is still alive and knows Brandon best.

This "faceless prince", who always cares nothing, does not really care most of the time, but the reality requires him to at least disdain; once there is a chance to do something wrong, he will meet his own means. heart.

The desire for imperial power, the hatred and crazy revenge against the nobles in the Sky Dome, and the princess ... Every concession, forbearance, pretend that he does not care is temporary, and it may burst at any time.

He could temporarily pretend that he did n’t care because of the relationship between Peter and Loren, but as long as there was a chance, Peter Fasha could not escape because he watched the death of Brandon ’s father, His Majesty Eckhart II.

Even if he didn't do anything, Brandon couldn't forgive him.

"What about you?" Peter asked, "How can Edward become a leader of the night watchman who doesn't want to cause trouble?"

"I……?!"

"We all have our own destiny, Edward ... I also have. I am Eboden's" watchdog ". I am destined to come back like that night, I am destined to survive. This is my destiny."

Gasped slightly, Peter smiled, and looked seriously at the little wizard: "I just went to the Bion Legion to order, and the situation is generally understood."

"You need a wizard, I am."