"Hmm? This is..."
In a temporary cell in the nine pointed star wizard tower, Alexandra, the chief adjutant of the court, opened her bleary eyes as if she heard thunder.
Since the failure of the mission that night, she has become a prisoner of the eboden Garrison and has been locked up here alone; Except that the "little warrior" (Lucian) came once, no human beings, especially the Duke of Byrne, came again.
This relieved Alexandra, but she was also a little disappointed - when she was ready to face all kinds of torture by the enemy, she made an impassioned speech... As a result, she thought a lot of words, and the last sentence was useless.
In other words, in the eyes of these "imperialists", they are not very important prisoners, and there is no intelligence worth interrogation.
This lost and discouraged idea made Alexandra very tangled.
Another dull thunder sounded, and the whole cell trembled with the tower; Curious Alexandra struggled to get up and climbed to the only vent on the wall.
Did his highness rodria launch the final general attack?
With some kind of faint expectation, the curious fairy warrior tried to look out.
The next second, she suddenly trembled.
"Boom --!!"
The deafening noise made Alexandre tremble all over, soared in a trance, and then fell heavily to the ground.
The moment of falling to the ground, perhaps just by chance... The fairy warrior who just raised her head opened her eyes, and the cherry lips involuntarily opened into the shape of a jujube core.
Outside the vent, in the blue sky... There was a huge figure passing through her sight.
Although it was only a moment, Alexandra was convinced that she was not dazzled, let alone an illusion - yes, she saw it clearly.
That figure... Is the guardian of the human Empire, the dragon from the northern ice sheet!
Originally only existed in imagination and books, dozens of meters of huge, streamlined body, crystal clear scales... Vividly displayed in front of yourself.
Curiosity and fear urged Alexandre to get up and look out desperately.
Then she was stunned.
The fairy warrior, with her eyes staring round, twitched her throat hard and looked at the scene in front of her unbelievably.
Not one, but three! Black, red and blue dragons hovered in front of their eyes, pouring flames from the sky like a flood.
The whole city is burning in this flame!
At this moment, she didn''t know that "surprise" was more than that.
"Hoo --"
The cold wind, like a sharp blade, penetrated through the vent and rolled up Alexandra''s long hair; The airflow across the cheeks is also mixed with some crystal particles.
Although it was so weak that it could hardly be seen, the piercing cold still made the fairy warrior shiver - at the end of the line of sight, the cold wind swallowed the flame and "tore" a "silver white" channel from the center of the fire wall.
The stunned Alexandra suddenly trembled. Her face was pale and trembling. She stared at the abrupt ice and snow incredibly - there was a very "insignificant" figure standing there.
So
That''s... Master Ogan?!
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"Yibing..."
The broken Azor long knife was dragged down on the slippery ice, and the sparks splashed and made a harsh sound at the same time; The ice and snow along with the blade and the "torn" fire wall appear extremely abrupt in the city of eboden submerged by the sea of fire.
But what really made the battlefield silent, even the sound of breathing could not be heard, was the figure dragging the long knife.
Azores, the chief warrior of the court... Ogan.
He, he has been beheaded by Duke Byrne in the castle?!
The same "question mark" appeared in the hearts of every garrison soldier almost at the same time - especially the soldiers who had participated in the attack and defense of the ancient castle and saw Loren kick Ogan''s body off the wall with their own eyes.
Seeing a dead "enemy" get up again... I''m afraid there''s nothing more frightening in the world.
Glancing at Brandon, who was still inexplicable and unclear what had happened, the black haired wizard slowly looked back and stared at the figure who was staggering.
"Um... Ah... Ah... Ah..."
With his head tilted and his eyes turned up, "ogen" dragged the long knife, limped forward, made a sound like a broken bellows in his unclosed mouth, and his body was stiff and twitching.
Suddenly, the body of "Ogan" who stopped the pace trembled, the right arm of the long knife was raised as if pulled by a rope, and the broken long knife waved fiercely in front of him.
"Hoo --"
The cold wind rises suddenly!
The silver snow and ice, like poison, swallowed the fire wall around the wizard tower bit by bit but very quickly; The icy air rushed to the soldiers under the tower, shivering.
"The whole army, retreat and defend --!"
The air flow was still increasing, and the unstable soldiers withdrew behind the fortifications and walls of the wizard tower in the roar of the officers beside them; Loren pressed Brandon, who had not yet reacted, and squatted behind the outstretched wings of the Dragon milaxis.
Countless flying sand and stones, snowflakes and ice particles follow the wind like arrow rain.
No matter whether Ogan is dead or alive, it is too huge to hide, and even comparable to the empty power of evil gods, which can never be forged!
What the hell is this
"Boom --!!"
A dragon roar interrupted his thinking; Loren raised his head in amazement and saw that the giant dragon with dark blue luster had opened its wings and roared at Ogan.
"Elliot, come back --!"
In the strong wind, Brandon, who was held down by Loren, shouted, "I haven''t let you go yet!"
Milassis, the dragon on one side, let out a roar of dissatisfaction, but it was obviously too late - the diving Blue Dragon had opened its mouth, and the golden red flame was like a column of light.
The twitching Ogan raised his knife without lifting his head and waved it to the sky. Ice and snow poured into the pillar of fire from the sky with the storm; In an instant, billowing waves and smoke swallowed up his figure.
This shocking scene, whether it is the elf warrior or the eboden garrison, is the same stunned and at a loss.
On the defensive side of eboden, the Earl of angry fort, who first recovered his mind from his amazement, rushed to the black haired wizard and knelt down on one knee with excitement:
"Duke, do you want to organize a counterattack immediately - under the chaos, the enemy''s morale is likely to collapse. With the cover of the dragon, we can..."
Boom!!!!
Before he finished, another explosion suddenly sounded, as if the whole eboden trembled.
The blue dragon named "Elliot" was obviously not a particularly patient guy. He couldn''t wait for the air wave to dissipate, so he dived down directly, and his huge body crashed to the ground.
The white air waves scattered around like a beautiful mushroom cloud.
"No, keep the original plan unchanged."
Looking at the "thrilling" scene in the distance, the black haired wizard who meditated for a moment shook his head: "the current situation is very delicate and dangerous - but in any case, the emergence of the giant dragon really makes the elves have to retreat temporarily."
"We must make good use of this short time to organize the retreat of the remaining civilians and troops in the city as soon as possible - otherwise, when the little prince reacts, three dragons alone will not be able to stop 100000 troops!"
Without hesitation, count Eckert immediately implemented Loren''s decision - as an adjutant, he had the obligation to remind and advise, but the more important work was to resolutely obey and execute the commander''s orders.
Military orders are like a mountain. Once they are decided, they cannot be changed.
Looking at the soldiers who had begun to take action behind him, Loren raised his head again with a frown and turned his eyes to the battle situation in the distance.
Although he made the most cautious decision, Loren actually had a little, faint expectation.
From duanjie mountain to the great green sea, Brandon''s Dragon milaxis turned the world around more than once, turning the originally collapsed war situation into his own anti killing; Powerful as the body of an evil god, it is just a meat bag and sandbag that will be hammered in front of the dragon.
And this time, they have three dragons, three!
Even if the "resurrected" Ogan can be invincible to one-on-one with the dragon, can he defeat three dragons at one go?!
As for the 100 warships and their launchers... It''s ugly. Unless the Dragon hovers in mid air and targets the elves, it''s really just a good-looking decoration.
In appearance, the giant dragon''s massive and "bulky" body of tens of meters is very confusing. It''s easy to forget that what they really fear is their sensitivity and speed that are completely inconsistent with their body shape.
In any case, it''s a win-win situation.
So even if Brandon''s face was full of impatience and dissatisfaction, it was only because the other party didn''t obey his orders, not because he was worried that the wild beast would lose to a long eared elf.
"Alas... Really, this problem boy is really disobedient as always!"
With his waist tucked in, Brandon looked like "the old father looks at the troublemaker''s son" and sighed: "I knew I wouldn''t take him, just milaxis and glum."
Wen Yan''s black hair turned his head, looked inexplicably at the sighing Prince and stared at him for more than ten seconds.
"What, what''s the matter?"
"Nothing, just curiosity." Lauren shrugged, but couldn''t help showing a very inexplicable expression:
"How on earth did you persuade the dragon family in Jufeng mountain to make three dragons willing to obey you - if you remember correctly, can''t the Dragon driver of the de saleon family only make a contract with one dragon at a time?"
As the voice fell, Brandon''s expression became very strange.
"Ah, this." the prince''s eyes shifted and subconsciously scratched his face with his index finger:
"It''s a long story."
Huh?
"In fact, it''s not that complicated - in short, my original task of persuading the dragon people in Jufeng mountain failed from the beginning."
Brandon has the final say, "what the oldest dragon wants to answer is: they will join the necessary battle at the necessary time at the necessary time... As for what is" necessary ", they have the final say.
"..." Loren Turin.
"As you know, I am the only dragon driver in this generation - this is a signal in itself. After 14 generations, the relationship between the dragon family in Jufeng mountain and the desalion family has not been as close as it used to be. The reason why I am willing to fulfill the agreement is probably due to the blood of Queen Brunhild."
It''s understandable... Lauren nodded thoughtfully: "then... How did you convince these three dragons?"
"This is even simpler - as I just said, they are not unwilling to fulfill the agreement, but lazy to fulfill it." Brandon said proudly, shaking his index finger:
"So I quickly changed my policy, no longer by myself, but let our noble Queen mirassis persuade her compatriots."
"As we all know, the respected mirassis is a graceful and lovely girl; she has many suitors in the young generation of the dragon, so... Well, you''ve seen it."
"The red one is glum and the blue one is Elliot. They are the two strongest Dragons of the youngest generation... Of course, after throwing out most of the Dragon families who are still in their infancy and can''t even fly."
“……”
Loren was completely speechless.
As for Brandon''s price for making mirassis promise such a thing, and even selling his hue... He was not interested in further understanding.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The Dragon roared in the trembling sky, and the short battle of "spirit and dragon" finally came to an end - the proud aolit roared up to the sky, and the dark blue scales glittered like crystal in the sun.
"Well... It seems that it''s over. Elliot is a problem boy with high efficiency!" holding his shoulder, Brandon looked at the dark haired wizard with great pride:
"How about letting him make further efforts to burn the elf fleet to ashes to cover the retreat of the army and people in eboden?"
"Or, let''s just let the boy glum go together - let them compete and see which hot-blooded boy is more qualified to win the heart of our beautiful and noble milassis?"
But Loren didn''t answer him.
Loren clenched his teeth and stared at the water vapor that had not dispersed.
incorrect.
It can''t be like this, the little prince opposite... There can''t be such a simple trap.
The next second, a "pillar of light" suddenly rose from the direction of the port and drew a beautiful arc in the air - it looked very gorgeous under the lead gray sky.
The black haired wizard''s pupils shrank suddenly, and the cold touch spread from head to foot.
As the light column "rises", followed by the second, third and fourth
Dozens of light columns, row upon row from the direction of the port and the Baoshi river ferry, one after another, soared straight into the sky and jumped at the same target as the first light column.
The goal is
"Elliot -?!"