Chapter 150: The Dancing Blade

The legendary dragon of nightmares appeared, the strange feathers covered the sky, shattered the light and shadow of the world, under the supreme sky, fallen figures could be seen everywhere, the original neat army formation scattered the ground, and many elite soldiers covered the ground. Moaning with his head, it would be better for the ordinary people on the side to go directly into a deep nightmare.

Varina swung the spear followed by the red lightning and stabbed the red and black knights who were blocking it.

"呲la——" The hard steel thick shield was cut open by the scarlet spear tip, the metal in contact melted and rolled, bursts of blue smoke emerged, and the irresistible spear body penetrated directly, piercing the flesh and blood behind it. .

Although the Nightmare Dragon of the Sequence 8 of the Dragons in the sky has already appeared, the female warrior did not retreat and give up, but seized the last gap and kept moving forward, which was bound to kill the last of the Baska family. Bloodborn, the princess of the red dragon.

"Open it for me!" Ignoring the blood from the open wound on her body, Valina raised the scratched spear high, slashed down fiercely, and streaked a crimson arc of blood in the air.

Another persevering knight fell. At this time, she was only five steps away from Charanlot, and she could even see the confusion and timidity in the eyes of the other party.

It's ridiculous that such a person can rule the dragons.

Bloodline of nobles, so disgusting and disgusting, give me death!

Valina held the stabbing knight's long sword in one hand, the blade slashed across her palm leaving a bloody mouth, and the other hand also waved, cutting the other knight oncoming in two.

"Drop the punishment, dragon of nightmares!"

The few remaining dragon wizards struggled to communicate on the altar, and then pointed to these enemies under the mountain.

There was a long dragon cry in the sky in response, and then the dragon's long tail swept across the sky, and its body swooped down.

The red, green, yellow, and blue wings swept through the atmosphere, bringing up a long wake, and all the creatures that were swept over were overturned and passed out, and the world began to become quiet.

When Valina was only three steps away from Xia Lanrot, the bewitching dragon finally came. The dragon's roar passed, and a standing figure fell down, and Valina seemed to be wrapped in her brain. Wearing heavy cotton, depressed and uncomfortable.

The body began to lose consciousness, everything in the field of vision began to fade away, became gray and blurred, and finally fell unwillingly into the dust and ruins.

"Ding--" The spear landed on the ground, making a crisp sound, then bounced, trembling and gradually returning to calm.

With this nightmare dragon swooping down, the battle in the castle on the top of the mountain was quiet, and the aisles and mountain roads were full of fallen figures. Even the extraordinary could not resist the infestation of this giant dragon and fell into a nightmare.

The general at the foot of the mountain looked at this scene, angry and anxious.

"Damn, damn, damn!" He threw down the binoculars angrily and walked back and forth.

"Just a little bit."

If today's siege operation fails, it will greatly encourage the remnants of the Baska family. The forces that were originally neutral and wait-and-see may fall back to the former overlord of the southern border.

"If only Sifrey was here..." He slapped the rock wall next to him, venting his dissatisfaction.

It's a pity that some time ago, because of Her Majesty's order, Legion Commander Sifrey took a group of elite troops to the imperial capital Titenya to change defenses, and lost this rare demon Sequence 7 superhuman. Now facing such a fantasy giant. Dragon, the imperial military was powerless in a short period of time.

The distant dragon chirping sounded from time to time. In this hidden command bunker, the guards bowed their heads nervously, daring not to attract the attention of the general, for fear of being angered by the other party. It was the first time that they had seen the grown-up so angry and lost his temper. It seemed that this action was likely to be more ominous than good luck.

A burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the bunker.

"My lord, Oroney is here." A messenger soldier slammed open the wooden door, bringing in the scorched smoke and dust from the outside world.

"Why is she here, isn't she still in school at Emenas?" The general frowned.

Oroney is a civilian girl from the military, with extraordinary talent and excellent performance in the military. Later, she was recommended by the military to study at Emenas. It is estimated that she is only about the third grade.

"Because she heard about the difficulties in the southern border, she had already withdrawn from school at the beginning of the year, and she has just arrived." After the messenger finished speaking, she stepped aside to reveal a girl with a light red flat hat, she was estimated to be about 18 years old , looks very young.

The girl was wearing a light-colored dress that closed her body, with small red ornaments hanging from her waist. Her golden hair was scattered around her waist, which set off against her smooth skin and shone in the firelight.

"Sorry, Lord General, Oroney dropped out of school without permission." The girl put down her suitcase, put her hands in front of her, and bent over to apologize.

"However, I have already completed the required courses in school ahead of schedule, and it is meaningless to stay there now, and I heard that there is another war in the southern border, so I came back early. I am very sorry."

Although she is talented, she would never have the life she is today if it weren't for the recommendation and protection of the military, so she respects this general very much.

Looking at the girl who looked like half of his own daughter, the general sighed.

"Forget it, now is not the time to accuse you. Are you sure to deal with that giant dragon now?"

"I think, you can try." The girl raised her head, her pale red eyes like roses blooming in the dim bunker.

The suitcase at hand was quickly opened, revealing the two rapiers on the top layer. The swords were made of silver-white and powdery metal. The handshake appeared black and layered. It seemed to have a strong anti-slip effect.

A few metal rattan flowers are decorated, the whole is beautiful and sharp.

[Blooming Swords] (Perfect Pearl Grade): Made with special sky steel and elves' craftsmanship, it was made by the sages of Emenas. As one of the prizes of the Winter Festival Gala, only the champion can choose. It allows users to obtain three bonuses: [Speed ​​lv.5], [Dance in the Sky lv.5], and [Blade lv.5]. Even if they can't fly, they can move at high speed in the air and gain high lethality. Rare boutique.

Picking up these two rapiers, Eugene took off the hat on his head, put it on the gift box, bowed to the general, and then walked out of the bunker.

"Wait for me to come back, my lord." After she finished speaking, her body jumped, like a streamer, and went straight to the nightmare dragon flying in the air.

The golden hair danced wildly in the air, and the surrounding wind receded at a high speed along with the scenery.

Eugene felt as if he was about to turn into a storm and drown in this world. The originally extremely fast speed has become even faster with the blessing of the extraordinary weapon.

There was a cracking sound in the air, and then a white circular air wave spread out, and Oroney only felt the darkness in front of him, and then instantly regained clarity.

The flower of the stabbing sword in full bloom on the battlefield surpassed the speed of sound and approached the limit, and the trajectory of its advancement instantly formed a long arc in the atmosphere, rushing straight up.

"Roar—" Facing the dashing little figure, the giant dragon in the sky spread its wings, the strange metal and gem-like body danced, and a purple demonic flame breathed out from its mouth.

In the flames of nightmare that burned reality and illusion, the small figure danced, and the double swords drew countless perfect arcs on the side of the body.

Speed ​​and strength, lethality and beauty, are perfectly balanced in this young girl, she is the genius of the new generation of Emenas who just won the Winter Festival Gala

Sequence of War 7: The Dancing Blade, Oroney.

He was admired by many tutors and looked forward to it, and considered him to be a peerless genius comparable to Bumansha of the former Walled College.

In the purple flames that drowned everything, the girl was like a shooting star, piercing the sky and galloping out. She circled around the body of the Nightmare Dragon and circled up.

As the sword flower's trajectory passed, the fine scales were cut and smashed by the rapier, and the scales like metal and precious stones scattered in the air, like a drizzle of twinkling stars, floating down in the sky.

The galloping trajectory circled around the giant dragon one after another, constantly approaching its head. The originally mighty and demonic dragon was full of scars, and the broken scales were scattered everywhere, revealing its inner purple and crystal fantasy body.

"Roar--"

This nightmare dragon roared again, extremely sharp, the originally colorless air wave compressed the air, forming a distorted diffusion ring in the air.

Suffering such a violent mental shock at close range, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Oroney's mouth, and his wrist was also scratched with small wounds by broken scales.

Certainly not to be underestimated.

She simply wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, and then threw it away. The two swords in her hand were once again plated with magnificent flashes.

The extraordinary core in the body is running at a high speed, and countless mana is poured into it, and then spit out light powder that is close to incandescent magic.

Although the girl's talent is close to the peak of mortals, such a desperate high-intensity battle cannot last for too long. The slightest bloodstains begin to crack and penetrate in the peripheral blood vessels, and her body has gradually reached its limit.

Let's dance again, with the silent recitation in my heart, this girl's speed has entered a new stage.

It was a stream of light that could not be caught by the eyes. The sword arc brought by the double swords cut the scales and purple body, and spun around the dragon's neck in an instant, circle after circle, making the number of people unclear.

The purple body under the phantom scales emerged, like a jade stone, which was continuously cut off by the sword light, forming a rain of purple fragments.

A sharp whine sounded, and no matter what the dragon did, it couldn't get rid of the tiny figure on it.

The scales like metal gems, the flesh like purple ruby, and the spine like white marble are all cut in the dancing blade.

layer after layer

layer after layer

Until the end, the dancing figure cut off the last fetters.

Jabba Walker's head fell from the sky and smashed on the roof of a ruin, splashing countless gravel and amethyst, and the body in the sky slowly fell, gradually turning into dissipated light and shadow.

Sharanluot covered her mouth and nose, and looked at the scene in disbelief. The dragon eyes of the nightmare were still open, arranged like purple crystals. They seemed to be looking at the girl, and the magnificent crystal surface also reflected a The exact same Charan Rot.

No, don't, don't die.

The slender fingers raised, trying to grasp the fallen dragon in sight, but could not reach the gradually dissipating body.

"Catch her!"

The legionnaires of the empire woke up again, watching the princess of the Baska family standing in the ruins, and shouting in surprise.

There was a sound of footsteps and armor rubbing on the rooftop, and many figures kept pouring out of the alleys of the castle.

"go!"

Gersmi rushed to the girl's side again, grabbed her wrist, and prepared to lead the girl to escape the battlefield. Immediately afterwards, several living red dragon knights also came over to break up for them and resist the pursuit of those imperial legions.

However, before the two could run a few steps, a long spear swimming with red electric light shot through from a distance.

Come.

Gersmee hurriedly grabbed Xia Lanrot to save her from being shot through, but he himself was shot through the shoulder by the spear and lost an arm in an instant.

"Hey..." Gersmi bared his teeth, resisted the pain, and prepared to continue taking Charanlot.

"Die!"

An angry shout sounded, and then the long spear was held again and stabbed out from behind Gersmee's back.

The blood on the hot gun blade evaporated, and bursts of white gas emerged.

The man's pupils seemed to lose focus, and he slowly knelt down and fell, and then Valina pulled out the spear, shed the blood on it, and let him fall.

"Now, you are the only one left, Charan Lotte, hahahaha." The female warrior covered her face with one hand and let out a crazy laugh.

At some point, one of her eyes went blind during the battle, which greatly stimulated her nerves.

"No, don't." Letting go of Gersmi's hand, Xia Lanluot stepped back uneasy, but this is the roof of the castle on the mountain, and further back is the cliff of the abyss.

"No, hehe, don't you say no, it's really willful." Valina seemed to be enjoying her current state. Seeing Sharanrot's terrified appearance, a twisted pleasure rose in her heart.

Yes, that's it, take a look, this is the descendant of the Red Dragon family, so timid and weak, it's really funny.

"Don't hurt Miss!" Seeing that Charanlot was in danger, the remaining loyal knights came again.

However, they were greeted by the relentless gun blade.

The crimson spear tip slashed the atmosphere, bringing up warm blood one after another, harvesting fresh life one by one.

"This is war, this is reality. Charanlot, what are you dreaming about? It's ridiculous."

Watching the flowers in the greenhouse die in dust seems to be the greatest relief for Valina.

Her background was not good. She was bullied by those noble children when she was a child. Countless people laughed at her dark brown complexion, thinking that she was a natural slave and should accept everything in Anshun.

Being overturned to the ground, with the soles of her feet on her cheeks, and rubbing against the ground, Valina will never forget that in her life.

These hateful aristocrats, the so-called "noble" of honor guards abused others to their heart's content, trampling the dignity and everything of others into the dirt.

And now it was finally her turn to take revenge.

As for the emperor, she didn't care, as long as the other party could give her strength and salary, it was enough, but for the overthrow of the old nobles, she was very happy to see such a scene.

The past enemy had already been killed by her in the purge, but this didn't seem to satisfy her, she always felt a little worse.

Yes, the Baska family, the most noble and powerful noble family in the South, is the ultimate goal of their revenge. If it wasn't for their indulgence and domination, how could everything have become what it is today.

And only the noble bloodline fell under the tip of her spear to satisfy her empty heart.

So please die here, Charanlot.

Valina clenched her spear again and stabbed the slender pink-haired girl, whose fair skin and collarbone were so incompatible in the flames and dust.

Seeing the gun blade rushing towards her chest, Sharanrot felt that everything slowed down.

The tip of the gun was scorching hot, the air smelled of smoke, and the scorched earth and gravel on the ground rubbed the soles of his feet. Not far away, Gersmi's body was slowly flowing with dark red blood, and the blood was like small blood. Like a small stream, it slowly swallowed the sand and debris along the way, twisting forward on the ground.

Are you going to die?

Maybe this way I can see my parents, and a few older brothers and sisters.

The sharp point of the spear gradually stinged her body, and she could already predict the scorching heat and cold that pierced into her body.

There was no way back, her legs were trembling and restless, she lost her balance in a hurry, and fell backwards.

Suddenly, a shout exploded on the top of the mountain. The voice that seemed to be holding a flame was so urgent, it dragged Sharanrot into reality again.

"catch me!"

One arm spread out in the air, and in the gust of wind, he hugged Charlan Lotte by the waist and took her off the ground.

She felt the pain surging from the impact on her waist, but Xia Lanrot still firmly grasped the unknown arm.

The scarlet spear stabbed the attacker's back, drawing a shallow bloodstain, and then let the opponent fly away.

Watching this scene, Valina was shocked and angry, holding the spear, kicked her footsteps, and was ready to catch up immediately. It's a pity that a hand grabbed her ankle at this moment.

"Die!" Valina turned her head, saw Gersmi's outstretched right hand, and stabbed the opponent's arm with a shot, but Sharanrot's figure had turned into a back view dozens of meters away in the air.

A flaming phoenix flew at high speed on the top of the mountain, and the rider on his back grabbed Xia Lanluot firmly and took her to escape the fallen battlefield.

"Shoot them!" Sinclair ordered, swinging his sword.

There was a dense sound of bows and crossbows on the rooftop, and the enchanted expensive arrows swooped into the air, missing the backs of the two of them.

The rider pulled Xia Lanluot down abruptly, trying his best to dodge the arrows, but a lot of them still sank into her back, seriously injuring the aerial knight. The arrow tip came out of her chest a little, and there were bursts of blood. Spill from mouth.

The flaming phoenix below it whined, and then accelerated again, like a fiery red nova rushing across the twilight sky.

"Tsk!"

Inside the bunker at the foot of the mountain,

The general looked at this scene and spat again, and reluctantly hit the stone wall with his fist, shaking off the dust.

"Still let her escape." He didn't want to look at the distant flame meteor, and turned around.

In the dimly lit bunker, a few candles were lit at the moment, and there was a tired blonde girl lying on a small bed beside her, with a lot of dust and blood remaining on her skin and face.

Looking at the girl with her eyes closed, the general lovingly asked someone to take a handkerchief and wipe it gently.

"You've worked hard this time, Eugene."

"Come on, prepare a quiet and comfortable room for her, and let her rest well. Send a few more guards to guard, don't let others disturb."

"Understood, my lord." A personal soldier stood at attention and saluted, and then asked someone to arrange it.

After returning to quiet again, the general's mood slowly subsided, and then he came to the window again.

Looking at the ruined castle burning with dark fire, there are countless corpses and swords that have been turned over, and there are scorched traces and dark red blood everywhere.

"How long will such a meaningless battle continue... ah."

He put on his coat, lit a cigarette, and sat quietly at the table, looking at the cluttered and countless maps in front of him.

"Let several legion commanders see me in a quarter of an hour, and I will arrange the next action."

"Yes, my lord."

In the dark of night, the legionnaires of these empires slowly gathered again to rectify and count.

In the swaying firelight, there is still the smell of scorched earth smoke that has not dissipated.