Chapter 121 Dark Moon Clan

In the violent gasp, the figure of Roland Hill appeared again in the sky, and the original smooth armor and steel wings also had some broken and melted parts. A few beads of sweat trickled down his forehead and back, dyeing his hair through.

Through the dark-gold film mask, Roland Hill overlooked the incandescent sea of ​​fire below. In the distorted light and flames, the originally powerful giant lion fell to the ground with reflective metal blades. These blades, some more than ten meters long, are as sharp as glass, reflecting bright light and shadow in the flames.

The witch who originally stood on the back of the giant lion disappeared, and under the spread of the sea of ​​​​fire, other monsters did not immediately approach.

The trees crackled and burned, and then fell, setting off a flurry of sparks in the sea of ​​flames, dissipating in the cold night sky.

For the time being, the figure of the witch was not found, and Roland Hill shifted his gaze to the periphery of the mountain. The small town where she was before was not far from here. If the fire spreads, it is estimated that it will burn there in 1-2 hours.

Are you going to put out the fire, but unfortunately it is still in danger.

The girl's perception spreads everywhere along the night wind, looking for the witch's figure among the roaring beasts. However, there are too many distractions now, and she can't know Ibel's location in a short period of time.

In her current state, it would be easy to deal with a Sequence 7 beast, but if it was a Sequence 8 king beast, she might be in a tough fight.

The demon beasts under Ibel are different from the wild beasts in the outside world. They are more well-trained and have been enhanced by the witch's power. If they can't be killed instantly, they will recover in a short time.

Thinking like this, the pieces of silver steel wings behind Roland Hill gradually peeled off, turning into pieces like feathers, floating behind him.

Since Ibel didn't appear, she should carefully manage the spreading fire.

A silver star streaks across the night sky, and these silver steel feathers fly with Roland Hill, like a metal storm, cutting the trees and shrubs along the way into tiny fragments.

These fragments were then swept up by the swirling airflow and carried to the middle of the sea of ​​fire.

Although this will make the fire waves more intense, but fortunately, an isolation zone has also been created, so that the sea of ​​​​fire will stop there and not spread.

Seeing that these were about to be completed, a high-pitched roar finally came from the distant sky, and through the dark clouds in the night sky, a group of falcons flickering with electric light fluttered.

Primal Sequence 5: Snow Mountain Thunder Falcon, Primordial Sequence 6: Air-piercing Electric Eagle, these beasts were summoned by the witch, like moving lightning in the air, with tiny traces of scorching electric fire.

Are you looking for help against me? Only then did Roland Hill understand what would happen when Ibel disappeared. But can these monsters really stop her?

Even though she can't use the power of wind and atmosphere at will, she is still a witch who masters the sky, a miracle star that is difficult for ordinary people to chase.

Electric fire flickered, these thunder eagles crossed a long trajectory in the sky, and then swooped down at the witch below, getting faster and faster, and finally like a blazing electric light. They have elementalized themselves in a short period of time, which is clearly an ability they did not have before.

Before he had time to think about the reason, Roland Hill also moved at high speed, but those thunder eagles shot down like a rain of light, and their breaths arrived in an instant, sweeping the airspace.

boom! Boom!

The torrent of electric light shot through the silver armor, and the instant electric fire melted the armor at high temperature, bringing huge impact and damage. hit on the body.

The holy armament in his hand is running at full strength, constantly repairing the broken armor, but the activity level is also rapidly decreasing.

61%.....55%.....48%....42%....

If no solution is found, when the activity level drops below 5%, this sacred object will enter a dormant state, and then she will not be able to maintain the current state of Sequence 7.

The thoughts in his consciousness were running at a high speed, and Loren Hill looked at the information flowing on the screen, big and small, and analyzed it nervously and efficiently.

Under the night sky, the silver-winged angel kept flashing in the chase, flashing the torrents of electric fires shot down one after another, and at the same time constantly waving the blade, smashing the attacking beasts.

Sure enough, she is still not used to the combat method of the war sequence. Looking back on her own experience, the girl found that she still has too little combat experience at the high level.

Since you're not that smart and experienced, take some idiots.

This sword-winged angel fell from the sky and threw himself into the sea of ​​fire, and his figure was also submerged in a blazing light and heat, making it difficult to trace.

The Thunder Falcons of the Electric Battalion are still chasing in the sky, they are constantly summoned by witches from other regions, and they are sharply strengthened. Originally, it was only a Sequence 3-4 Warcraft, but now it has the power of Sequence 5-6 for a short time. These beasts tyrannically destroyed the environment, chasing and killing the silver figures that were hidden at that time.

call--

There was a long whistling in the air, and a dozen or so Sequence 7 white giant elephants stomped their feet on the hillside. They raised their heads and shouted, and then a cold white mist spewed out of their noses and swept toward this sea of ​​scorching fire, hoping to destroy it. Fight to find the silver-winged figure.

The ice crystal debris condensed in the air, and countless grass, land, shrubs, and bark were quickly covered with a layer of gray frost, and some even frozen into pieces and scattered on the ground.

In the face of the grouped beast army, the scope of activities on Roland Hill began to be greatly reduced.

The movie Thunder Falcons hovering high in the sky, thick dark clouds gradually gathered, and thunder light flashed from time to time, and then penetrated the air and fell.

down.

chap!

Another terrifying sound of thunder, as if the gods had torn apart the sky tragically with their hands, the dazzling thunder light briefly drowned out the field of vision, and its remnant roar rolled over the earth like a hammer and spread to distant regions hundreds of miles away.

Among the mountains of Longyi Province, today is destined to usher in a sleepless night. Many residents were awakened in the darkness, and then far away, a brilliant and violent fire illuminated the sky, and from time to time huge sparks floated in the night sky. Then there was another burst of lightning and thunder, and the fine thunder light flashed from time to time, making people feel abnormal and fearful.

Under the cover of this violent thunder, several figures were running around in the woods and mountains.

Lottie's original helmet had been scraped off by the branches, and there were some scratches and bloodstains on his face. There was mud and damage on his robes. The threads and bloodstains made the originally clean cloak messy. She panted violently, her steps were heavy like lead, and she didn't take a step, as if her heart was about to jump out.

"I, I'm afraid I can't walk anymore." Even the extraordinary, after running for such a long distance, gradually reached the limit.

"Take my hand." In the dark night, Gersmee frowned and looked back nervously, worried about the pursuers who might catch up.

Although scattered sounds of running can still be heard in the woods behind, it is fortunate that there is still a distance, and they will not be caught up for a while.

It's a pity that they don't have the energy to speed up now, otherwise they can get rid of these elite soldiers here.

There was a brief flash of white light in the night sky, and another thunderous sound came from the distant mountains.

"What happened over there?" Even Lottie could sense the chaotic fluctuations in the area where the electric light was located.

"I don't know, but it's a good thing, it can help us attract attention." Gersmi dragged Lottie up the mountain, grabbing branches from time to time to stabilize her steps.

"A little further ahead, it's a dense and complex jungle where we should be able to get rid of these people behind us."

"Hold on for a while, they should have reached their limit." Gersmi comforted the eldest lady behind him.

"Hmm..." At this moment, Lottie's mind was still a little confused, she replied subconsciously, and then she turned her eyes to the distant mountains, where lightning flashed and thundered, and dazzling fireworks burst out from time to time.

In the incandescent thunder light that suddenly lit up, I suddenly saw a figure among the forest trees. It was a young boy with short pale hair.

"Have you found it? What a coincidence."

Having said that, this 17-year-old boy doesn't seem to care about his exposure. His figure suddenly disappeared from the treetops, and then appeared in front of the two, and only then did Lottie see him holding a black sickle.

The blade of the sickle reflected a flicker of cold light in the thunder, and then rotated and cut in his hands at will, and the surrounding trees slowly fell, revealing smooth cuts.

An open space for walking is formed between the two sides.

"Who are you?" Gersmi snorted and drew out his dagger, his eyes fixed on the young man, he sensed a dangerous aura.

"Me?" The young man stretched out his hand from his wide cuff, revealing his excessively pale fingers, which was holding the handle of the sickle, pointing at the two of them.

"Naturally, I came to help Miss Charanlot." There was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"But I have never seen you, even the Baska family, have never heard of an existence similar to you." Gersmi raised a strong suspicion.

"Well, I'll explain it later. Should we deal with these annoying little sparrows now?" He waved his scythe lightly, and the trees behind the two fell one after another, revealing several sergeants who were secretly approaching.

They were all dressed in pitch-black armor and had agile bodies. After being discovered, they would dodge again. They took out their matte sabers and rushed over quickly. The armor also flashed blood-red veins, making them even faster.

Seeing this, Gersmi recoiled and stopped the two of them in an instant. There was a series of knife lights and metal collisions in the air, and then slender blood flowers appeared on Gersmi's body.

Although these sergeants only had the strength of Sequence 4, they quickly suppressed Gersmi with their sophisticated equipment and cooperation.

"It looks like Uncle needs help." The boy's voice suddenly sounded beside Lottie's ear, making her goosebumps and shivering.

"Can you help Mr. Gersmee?" Lottie said with a slightly trembling voice, although she disliked Gersmee a little, but now this is the last person she can trust.

"Is this Miss Charanlot begging me?" The boy's voice was like a cold spring mixed with ice cubes.

Seeing that Gersmee was gradually unable to hold on, and the wounds on his body became more and more, Lottie became more and more anxious.

"Yes, please."

"What a kind eldest lady, hahaha." In the woods where the swords were fighting, the young man let out a conspicuous laugh, and then the two sergeants also changed their attack targets and attacked Lottie and the young man. .

"Then I will reluctantly agree, who made me the most loyal servant of the royal family."

He bowed in front of Lottie's standard of etiquette, and even the most demanding court ceremonial officer could not fault him. Then the sickle slashed back and swept back in an instant, and the two people who were attacked were smoothly separated into two parts.

The thick, warm and bloody smell permeated the woods, Lottie covered her mouth and nose, a feeling of disgust welling up in her throat.

Then the young man easily broke into the enemy's line. The sickle never waved a second time towards the enemy. The light of the sword was like a dancing silver moon. In just a few seconds, all the chasing soldiers were killed, and they leaned against the tree unwillingly.

It slid down slowly, leaving messy bloodstains.

When he waved his scythe again and dried the blood beads on it, Gersmi finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down.

"Mr. Gersmee." Lottie ran over to support the seriously injured man, and was in a hurry for a while. Then he remembered the wound medicine he carried with him, and hurriedly took it out and put it on him to prevent him from losing too much blood and dying.

Regardless of all this, the young man sat on the top of the tree, looking at the night sky with his sickle on his back, until after a long time, Lottie finally healed the wound on Gersmi's body and helped him to rest under the tree beside him.

"Now can you tell me who you are? Or, what do you want me to do." Lottie came over again, she didn't think the teenager would help for no reason.

"You're a very smart lady, this saved me a lot of trouble, but I'm not very good at explaining." Said the young man jumped from the tree.

He took a few steps forward, held the scythe in front of him, squatted halfway, and then stood up.

"I'm from the Darkmoon Clan who serve the green royal family. Miss Charanlot can call me, Sistine."

"Darkmoon family?" Lottie quickly remembered the famous intelligence and assassination organization "Darkmoon" in the history of the empire. This is a secret organization directly belonging to the royal family, and it once left a splendid name.

"Aren't you cancelled by the new emperor?" Lottie hesitated to say the information that was circulating today.

"Will Miss Charanlot also believe in such a thing? A clan that is good at intelligence and assassination will perish so easily."

"Maybe...it's not that easy." Even a family like the Baska family that is not good at assassination can leave fire in various ways.

"However, since it's Dark Moon, why..." Lottie said, suddenly wanting to understand that the relationship between the royal family and Dark Moon is completely different now.

After the coup d'état by Emmanc, Darkmoon is no longer the guardian of the throne, but an obstacle to the current royal family.

"What's your purpose in finding me?" Lottie began to vaguely understand.

"Lord Charanlot should be very clear about his identity and what he wants to achieve." The white-haired boy raised his head and looked at the slender young lady.

"You need great strength to avenge today's royal family, and we also need someone to challenge today's regent and royal family, and pave the way for future chaos."

"The Emperor's golden throne will eventually return to the hands of those who belonged to it, and the Baska family will rise again in your hands, becoming the right arm of the new emperor, just like the old oath."

[In 892 of the Third Age, the Green King led an army to defeat the remnants of the Oz kingdom in the south, and made an oath with the ancestors of the Baska family on the mountain of the Dragon's Back.

'I will make you the king and guardian of the South, and master this rich and fertile land. ’

'And I will be your sword and shield, guarding the walls and castles of this empire. ’ replied the first-generation head of the Baska family.

Since then this bloodline has split from the royal family and has become one of the most prominent families in the empire. ]