1 5~ The Final Battle of Twins
At the time of the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent, and war is the general trend of the entire continent-
Avoiding the power of people is tantamount to using a man's arm as a car, and is beyond one's own capabilities.
Innocent white and extreme black, the two forces of Baland finally fulfilled the wish of the mastermind behind the scenes.
, to fight to the death in the final battlefield.
In the east battlefield, the cat people and the witches, the dwarves and the trolls fought hard, which is called the ancient battle.
war.
Later generations said that this battle was extremely exaggerated.
The Gulan Empire can feel the tremor, like the movement of the earth's crust, as if the earth will happen in the next moment.
The shock makes it difficult to sleep and eat.
To the south, the magic dragon and the magic dancer attacked the forest where the elves live, the dragon spit black flames,
Countless natives scrambled to escape.
Spiegel and Ned went to stabilize the situation as reinforcements.
"I am the guardian family of the Gulan Empire, where is your majesty?" Appease the victims, Ming Ming
Mirror asked.
"My Lady Queen just retreated to cover us and fought that demon dragon, and now she's injured.
"The followers of Eveningstar are frustrated.
"Where is she now?" Ned frowned slightly, able to easily injure Eveningstar, the opponent's
Strength needs to be reassessed.
Mingjing was a little puzzled, and questioned whether what the believer said was true, but he saw that.
The previous situation has not allowed him to think about this.
"You go to refuge first." After dropping these words, Ned and Der Spiegel stood together, ten
Over the years, the two have fought side by side for thousands of times, and the tacit understanding they have cultivated is extremely amazing.
"This day has finally come. You haven't fought for so long, are you okay?"
"You can do it, why can't I?" Ned glanced at Der Spiegel, and the point of the gun was like water.
The crystal-like spear was already in his hand.
"As usual, I'll cover you, let's give it a shot." - The big bow that was almost life-size appeared in the Ming Dynasty
in the mirror.
Before the words fell, a huge black shadow passed over the two of them.
They felt the creature as if the creature felt them too.
"I didn't expect that there are people who are not humanoids." Ming Jing shook his head,
Open the bow.
The white wings swept across the sky, swooping down like a huge air fortress, and
At the same time, the black flames swept past, like a lawnmower-- where no grass grows, only
Terrible scars.
The two jumped away in opposite directions, and Ned climbed a few steps up the branch, making a slight gesture in the air.
After staying, fight with the dragon in the air.
Flying is not the patent of dragons. In fact, it has reached the level of divine creatures, volume, flesh
The effect of body strength is almost negligible, that is to say, whether it is a human or a dragon, the same
For the divine beings stand on the same level.
The Demon Dragon Audrey was obviously not underestimating anything, except for the previous test, which was almost open.
At the time of the battle, he took out twelve points of strength to meet the enemy.
These human beings, like him, are fierce men who came out of the preliminary round.
Knowing that, when the two confronted each other, they each showed 100% of their strength.
However, for Audreyse, this is obviously not a one-on-one fair duel.
The bright mirror on the ground pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and transformed into a spectacle made of divine spirit.
magic crystal arrow.
Sheng Lun might call it a duel Wude, but he decided not to. Although the road of God is a trial,
But the means are not limited. Almost all those who can get here are strong senior silver coins.
They couldn't be more clear about how sneak attacks could maximize the effect.
However, Der Spiegel's bowed arrow was forced to turn before it could shoot out.
As he often shoots cold arrows behind his back, he is sensitive to the sight of the target blazing out of the grass.
Light, almost without any hesitation, turned the arrow and gave a shot to the grass next to him.
"Tsk, it actually happened, the little brother is really keen." A beautiful phantom emerged from the haystack
out.
The charm dancer Yin, who thinks that his camouflage and concealment skills are the pinnacle, is somewhat surprised
, but he was relieved after seeing the big bow in the opponent's hand.
It turned out to be an archer, but it was really worth the loss.
An archer's strongest ability is the sharpness of vision and intuition. As an archer, if he doesn't respond quickly
Some of these words may be solved by the face-rushing assassin in the next instant. To sum up, it is almost impossible to sneak attack on a nervous archer.
Mingjing didn't talk nonsense with the charming and revealing girl, she almost condensed without looking at it.
He took five magic crystal arrows and put on the bow.
This bow was crafted by Bodson, the king of dwarves. It has to be said that the craftsmanship of dwarves can be
It's called the pinnacle.
The longbow made by the dwarf, the man's god's house using the highest quality materials of Baland is even good for the gods.
can cause huge damage.
You must know that at the level of divine creatures, even epic weapons can only drag
use
Therefore, most of the weapons used by the entrants are temporarily cast by the use of divinity.
It is extremely difficult to obtain a divine weapon commensurate with it.
For this all-out war, the king of dwarves really did a lot of work, fully armed himself
My teammates, all the Innocent Whites have received Bodson's gifts.
"Eh? Why are you so anxious to start the fight? The little brother is really in a hurry." Seeing the latter, he didn't even look
With his body that seduces the opposite sex, Yin raised his eyebrows.
"A man who is too straight will not please girls."
What bird is this woman talking about?
Mingjing frowned, looking at the other party's dress, 80% of them were saying that they wanted to disturb
His mind speaks.
But it's useless to him, as far as his fetishes are concerned, he's not hungry enough to like it
An old aunt with big breasts and buttocks.
Five arrows shot out of the air, dragging long trails to seal all Yin's escape routes.
Moreover, these arrows seem to have grown eyes, chasing after her, no matter which angle
cannot be avoided.
Yin was not in a hurry, a huge purple piranha burst out of the ground and shot five arrows
Swallow into the sac.
The battle located in the southwest of the mainland broke out with a bang, everyone performed their duties, and the division of labor was clear.
Spiegel and Ned are responsible for supporting the elves, while Scarlet and Bodson - fighting giants and wizards together
at last.
It is located in the far north region, in front of the Demon King City in Saplan.
Rasambo opened his eyes lazily, and the girl sitting on the throne had her legs crossed.
Light glanced at the door.
She's here, she can feel it.
"Boom!" At this very moment, the door was suddenly pushed open by a huge shock wave, guarding the
The guards at the gate were scattered and blown to pieces along with the debris of brick and mud.
Injustices and debts are owned by their owners, and it is time to settle the grievances and grievances.
In front of the Demon King Castle, the golden-haired knight princess and the silver-haired blood princess face each other.
Different paths have created the situation where the two people are now opposed, recalling the past, the flood of memory.
The flow seems to have cooled down.
Reunited again, the two invariably thought of the memories they once had about each other.
The difference is that Sheng Lun's memory is a little blurry, and she can't remember clearly once.
Through his sister's face, Rasambo had these precious memories as if they were yesterday.
All kinds of feelings are tough and fragile. Over the years, the different experiences of the two have created them.
This is the embarrassing situation now.
Luckily for St. Lun, she found like-minded and genuinely committed partners.
The companion of the trip is like a beacon, illuminating her gloomy gloom-
piece of heart.
After so many years, Sheng Lun did not feel much loneliness, although he still remembers the past with his sister
The beautiful memories of the past, but slowly filled in by the good memories that follow, resulting in the feeling of the past.
Faded.
It's not her fault, it can only be said that the feelings of mortal species are so complicated, no matter how hard they are
Those who keep loyalty still cannot escape this theorem.
As long as you are a person, you will feel lonely, and even if a lonely person resists contact with others,
In my heart, I yearn to communicate with people and to be understood by others.
Love will be divided up, once there are too many fetters, even the most steadfast feelings will be divided.
Walk 'love', therefore, the good memories that come later crowd out the past memories, so much so that St.
Rassambo's recollections are a little blurry.
But Rasambo is different.
Over the years, despite her high position, no one understood her, on the contrary, the allies were like
She is guarding her like a thief, and her vigilance is even more than the innocent who should be the enemy.
White.
Naturally, although she was in awe, no one dared to appear beside her.
Others don't trust her, just as she doesn't trust anyone else.
In Rasambo's eyes, there is only one person she trusts, that is
She raised her eyes, opened her mouth, and said hello to her long-lost sister, although she
I know, this greeting is destined to not reach the ear of the other party.
"Sister, long time no see, I miss you." No one was around, and Rasambo tore it off at this moment.
In disguise, he slowly stepped down from the throne, looked at the blonde girl with a vague expression, and stretched out his hand
He seemed to want to touch the other's face.
However, before she came within ten meters of the other party, she pointed the sword at her
Right. "Slightly stunned, Rasambo stopped and smiled self-deprecatingly.
"We are now the enemy."
Sheng Lun didn't say a word, - his eyes stared at Rasambo coldly, the purple long sword in his hand
It doesn't hide its brilliance.
"Sister, are you here to kill me this time?" Rasambo asked softly, to which Saint Lun had no objection.
Ying, took a step back, and had already assumed a swordsmanship posture.
"Is that so?" Rasambo waved back and rushed over after hearing the news, wanting to step forward to help
subordinates.
"Well then, I understand." After saying that, Rasambo dragged out from the void - pulling the long
sickle.
"If that's the case, I can't let my sister succeed, after all, if she dies,
The war is over, she understands what it means for God's way to end, so she can't die.
"Sorry, sister, Rasambo can't listen to you this time."