Chapter 770 Echo and Drow Silver Moon

"Hiss, sizzle, squeak!"

The four-winged eagle let out a high-pitched strange cry, probably because it didn't expect the other party to come to the door on its own initiative. Dust↖Fate↗Literature√Xue?Net

It couldn't wait to open its beak, and without avoiding it, it went straight to bite Lorgar.

Then everyone saw this shocking scene!

Lorgar instantly transformed into a huge desert wolf, and slapped the strange bird's face hard, the power was like a muffled thunder! The eagle's head was completely tilted to one side, and the curved beak, which was originally enough to hold an adult in its mouth, suddenly changed its shape under this blow, and the front half even broke off, spinning and flying out.

It was too late for the hybrid to adjust its posture again, and the two giants collided violently.

Lorgar spewed out a mouthful of blood again, but his foot held on tightly to the opponent, and his fangs also bit into the evil beast's flesh.

Suddenly there was an extra weight on his body, and the evil beast obviously realized that something was wrong, and flapped its wings desperately, trying to raise its height again. However, if it wants to fly with a wolf girl equal to its own weight, it is undoubtedly far beyond its ability. No matter how much it flaps its wings, the two giant beasts still keep falling down.

"Andrea!" Ashes shouted to his companion.

"I knew you had to rely on me to end the game," Andrea threw the rifle to Echo, jumped up to the high platform with the help of running, and at the same time summoned the magic longbow.

At this time, a wolf and a bird also fell heavily onto the high platform.

A white light flashed, and the desert wolf pressing on the four-winged eagle suddenly disappeared without a trace. Ashes knew that Lorgar had either exhausted his magic power or lost consciousness. But if this step can be achieved, the outcome is a foregone conclusion. She directly stripped off the robe of a dead Sandman warrior, and rushed towards the evil beast.

It was only when he got closer that he noticed that there were many scattered wounds on the carapace on the back and abdomen of the evil beast, some were scratches, and some were a small hole, with green mucus and traces of blue blood oozing out of it. These wounds should have been left by the First Army, but none of them could cause fatal damage to the evil beast.

After Ashes found the motionless princess caught between the wings, she hugged her and turned down the high platform.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Andrea's long bow had already burst into dazzling golden light.

The hybrid evil beast that fell badly shook its head and got up from the ground unsteadily, only to find that a golden sun seemed to be shining on its side.

"Hey, where are you looking?" Andrea sneered, "Fly again."

"Roar!" Only then did it come to its senses, and it spread its wings in a panic to escape, but it was too late.

A group of bright light that cannot be seen directly shot out from the bow of magic power, and entered the body of the evil beast with a thunderous whistling sound. In an instant, countless golden lights appeared from its body, like a blazing fire coming out of its shell. Like the sun, engulf it in the radiance!

After the roaring sound, a circular gap several meters wide appeared in the center of the high platform. Only a small torso of the burly four-winged eagle was lying on the edge of the gap, and pieces of meat were scattered everywhere like raindrops.

And in this rain of flesh and blood, Andrea stood proudly, her long hair shining brightly against the golden bowstring.

"What are you still holding on to the longbow? Are you wasting magic power?" Ashes under the stage stood up angrily and asked.

"Of course it's to let the people here remember my strong appearance... Ah, bah bah," she suddenly covered her mouth in the middle of speaking, "It's all your fault for luring me to talk, what if the pieces of meat fall into my mouth!"

Apart from rolling his eyes, Ashes couldn't think of any other expressions.

...

The head of the Kuangyan patriarch, Gulz, took his daughter from the ashes with a heavy face, his shoulders trembling slightly, and said, "Lorja..."

"She's still alive, but the situation is not optimistic. Even the best herbal medicine for this kind of injury can only delay death," Ashes shrugged, "unless she can be treated immediately."

"You...have a way to cure her?"

"Yes, and as good as it was before the duel."

Gultz opened his eyes wide in disbelief. After staring at the extraordinary witch for a while, he slowly said, "Then... what is the price?"

"You will know soon," Ashes said, "but what I want to ask is, do you admit the result of the holy duel?"

"Blaze is not an iron whip. We will not deny the victory won with blood and honor. And..." Gultz sighed, "At this point, no one can deny the name of the leader of your clan. No. If you don’t believe me, listen…”

Ashes had certainly heard it.

No matter under the high platform or on the road of scorching fire, wherever someone stood, they all shouted a name in unison.

"Osha! Osha! Osha!"

Just as the crowd cheered, Echo stepped onto the stage of duel step by step.

"I am the patriarch of the Osha clan, Drow Silvermoon, but I have another name, Echo of the Witch Union of Graycastle!" Her voice overwhelmed all the noise, and it was heard clearly in everyone's ears. "Since I was framed by the Iron Whip clan, I lost everything I owned. Not only were my clansmen exiled, but I was also sold into slavery by them. Rescued by the organization, and then went to a small town in the west, and the name was changed to Echo."

She paused, and then said, "I like this name better than Drow Silver Moon—despite the suffering, the happiness I get is much more than that in the desert. It was once an inconspicuous The border town has now become a prosperous and wealthy city. Most of the changes during this period were brought about by a lord. He is Roland Wimbledon, His Majesty the King of Graycastle, and his final Changed my fate!"

Ashes froze for a moment, "This...doesn't seem to be the rhetoric from the previous rehearsal."

"Well," Andrea chuckled, "but it should be what she wants to say the most. No matter what, we just need to applaud her below."

Echo seemed a little nervous at first, but it became more and more smooth after talking about the knowledge and interesting life in Neverwinter, "I know you are all curious why I say this, after all, it is the territory of the people of the Northland, no matter how beautiful it is, It has nothing to do with us sandmen either. That's right...maybe it used to be like this, but it's different now!"

"Your Majesty has always said that Neverwinter doesn't care about their origins. His city has ordinary people, witches, and even aliens from all over Graycastle! This is enough to prove his kindness and tolerance. Now he plans to Rescue the people of Mojin Sands from this bloody and barren desert, and bring you new water sources and oases, just as he did when he helped the witch——I am here on the orders of His Majesty Roland Wimbledon, In the name of the head of the clan, this news is delivered to everyone: he has decided to become the great chief of the Mojin tribe, to rule the entire desert, and to regard all of us as his people!"