Chapter 84 Crimson Elegy

Bai Yan waved, tumbling on the ground, and the pair of silver pupils in the billowing flames were so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at them.

The snow leopard clan's chaotic blade was directly knocked into the air. If Mira hadn't kept his hand, it would have been cut in half. However, considering that he wanted to convince the opponent of defeat, several light guns emerged from Mira's side and shot out, directly piercing the opponent's limbs, making him lose his ability to fight.

"Clancy, Mira wins!"

In the dazzling firelight, the referee announced loudly, and Mira's impressive power just now convinced these orcs to express their admiration.

Orcs are like this. They worship and follow the strong. The strong do not need to reason, and they can do whatever they want without anyone else's beak.

At this point in the game, both sides have three wins. For the time being, it will be a tie. Everything depends on the final showdown.

"Lionmane, 'Saber-Toothed Lion' Leiden, against Crancia, Nia."

After the referee finished reading, the two contestants walked into the final arena, which attracted the shouts and cheers of countless people, because this time, like before, it was still two orcs.

"I didn't expect Miss Nya to join Crancia."

Layton put the fangs sword on his side and looked at the petite girl in the light of the fire. The two sides can be said to be old acquaintances. A few years ago, Roland Hill walked with Niya on the grassland, and the Lion's Mane Clan also gave a lot of food to the Sheephorn Clan in return for the magical beast materials given by Roland Hill.

"Yes, Brother Leighton. Since Her Royal Highness Elani performed a miracle that year, I joined Crancia with the Sheephorn tribe."

"The number of our Sheephorn tribe is too small and its strength is not strong, and its own personality is not suitable for continuing to live in the fiercely fighting grasslands."

"Is that so, you and I have both been favored and directed by that Highness, so this time I'll let everyone see which side is better."

Leiden pulled out the tusk giant sword from the ground, which also had finely broken serrations. This sword was made by Roland Hill with the tusks of the crimson demon pig. Like the tusk scythe, the quality was perfect gold. .

As Leiden clasped the giant sword together, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly, the sound waves like thunder formed colorless ripples in the air.

Layers of grass clippings and soil were lifted up, and the audience hundreds of meters away from the ring also felt a burst of severe tinnitus, and then fell down with blood and deafness.

The venue in the venue seemed to have been ploughed again, forming an inverted V shape. Niya stood in the venue, half kneeling on the ground, and the staff in her hand was inserted into the ground, leaving several meters of ravine scratches on the ground.

After the sound wave passed, she stood up with a staff and gritted her teeth, shaking off the dust from her body, and the crimson flame spread and rose from her body.

"I think the orcs certainly have the glory and power of the past, but they can't blindly immerse themselves in these traditions."

Niya looked at each other, and the huge fireballs slowly formed, pulling each other, causing the surrounding air to continue to distort, the ground in the venue also bursts of blue smoke, and the traces of scorched black continued to spread.

"I hope that weak orcs can also have hope and possibility to survive, not just as vassals and food for powerful races."

"The flame of civilization lies not only in its scorching and power, but also in its understanding and tenderness."

"That's my choice, and belief."

Niya waved down the staff in her hand, and the fireballs fluttering beside her suddenly expanded and increased, and the crimson giant stars with a diameter of more than 30 meters reflected in the sky, and the entire night sky was lit up.

And under this huge burning giant fireball, the girl with the curved horns was so small and slender.

She raised her white wrist, aimed at the strong opponent in her field of vision, and slowly pressed her palm down. One after another, giant fireballs swept across the air, crashing into the ground like comets.

Layton held a giant sword in his hand and ran wildly on the ground, one foot slammed across the grass, and then jumped high, the strong wind directly tore off the grass beside his feet. The giant sword slashed by the wind directly cut through the red sun-like fireball.

The lungs were as painful as burning, and the eyebrows and hair also glowed in the battle, turning into black ashes, but the genius of the Lion's Mane family did not retreat and let go.

Although the opponent has her ideas and ideas, Leiden also has reasons that cannot be retreated. He bears the hopes and obsessions of nearly a million orcs present.

Kneeling at this point, weakly giving up the persistence and resistance that have been held for thousands of years? no way!

Even if they merge with other countries, the orcs have their own pride and glory, and they express their dignity with fangs and blood.

We can fail unwillingly, but we must not give up weakly.

That boiling blood rushing through me, I shout your name—

Its name is Glory!

The sword light soaring to the sky flashed from the night sky, and the mighty sword light of hundreds of meters directly split the crimson giant balls one by one, and the scattered flames fell from the sky, like a rain of flames.

With heavy steps, Leiden carried the giant sword and walked towards the opposite side step by step, the ground under his feet and his body were covered with white smoke, and the hot air was so thick that it was difficult for him to open his eyes, but he still could. He sensed that the petite figure was in front of him and did not move.

Niya looked at the swaying and twisted figure in the field of vision, took a deep breath, and then clenched the maple staff in her hand. She spun gently like a dance.

The light voice sings the ancient ballads, and the ancient flame sacrifices slowly float with the notes.

"I heard a signal from the fire"

"At this moment, I

Like a torch swaying in the wind

"Anger Eats Myself"

"Wandering in Endless Solitude"

"I should get up here"

"Still stop in the past? 』

"Everything is Burned"

"turned into ashes"

"Return to the Earth"

"If it's destiny"

"That ethereal flame of hope"

"Can you get me back on track? 』

A strand of flame thread appeared and entangled around the staff, and then gathered into a fiery red streamer, which twirled gently with the girl's dance.

When Leiden launched the final charge, these fiery red ribbons also slowly flew out, fluttering in the wind, like the most light thing in the world.

The wind howled, and finally, the giant sword touched the fiery red ribbon.

Like ice melting and snow melting, the ribbons fluttered gently, and the scorching flames that were suppressed to the extreme cut off the giant sword, or it was more appropriate to use melting.

Everything that comes into contact with this fiery red ribbon turns into a puff of smoke, sublimates directly, and dissipates in the air.

The ribbon split the giant sword into several pieces, which were scattered from the air, and Leiden, who could not dodge, was gently passed by the ribbon, as if a veil brushed his body, and he fell to the ground, one arm, one One leg and one foot have left the original body in an instant and are scattered on the ground.

After seeing Leiden fall, Nia closed her eyes and slowly lowered her raised arms, while those flame ribbons slowly dissipated in the air.

I'm sorry, Brother Layton, she thought to herself, after this extraordinary skill was displayed, it was extremely difficult even for her to control it. She didn't kill Layton on the spot, it was the result of her doing her best to control it.

The scorching heat and blue smoke dissipated, and only the petite shofar girl stood quietly in the arena.

"Crancia, Priest of Fire, Nia wins!"

This is the most grand flame meeting in a thousand years, and the curtain has come to an end.