Scene 310 Wrath Scroll VII

"Merros, you are absolutely crazy."

"I'm not crazy, Mephisto, you think you can destroy all of this? You're wrong, you can't do anything." The robe on the High Priest Meros fluttered with the hot wind, and a sinister smile gradually appeared on his cold face : "Don't compare me with those people who are greedy for life and fear of death. What you pursue with them is not worth mentioning to me. Haha, my goal is extremely lofty."

"Meros," said the Gray Juggernaut as he carried the great sword on his shoulders, his gray eyes were burning with a crazier light, and the golden magma spewed out from the ground, but he seemed to turn a blind eye to it—instead, he had a white expression on his face. teeth, staring at the High Priest like a wild beast, "You made a little mistake."

"I don't care about your purpose at all. I'm just here to kill you."

"No murderer can go unpunished. I am no exception, and you are no exception, including His Majesty the Emperor of the Cruz Empire."

"So," the gray-haired uncle in black raised the sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at Meros, who looked stunned: "Please go to hell."

A gray ripple spread from the tip of his sword, and in an instant, the Rochester Palace disappeared, and the Great Sanctuary of Anderfule disappeared, leaving only a vast gray plain between the two. The flames in the ground seemed to have lost their last shackles, rising instantly, and a sea of ​​flames rose from the feet of Mephisto and Mephisto——

At this moment, the ten-ring spell was finally fully conceived, and it exploded with its greatest power. It was as if a golden flaming sword had pierced the blade from the ground. The blade was hundreds of feet wide and pierced straight into the sky. A beam of light could be seen blasting the cloudy sky dozens of miles away.

A golden-red cross shines in mid-air.

All the terrifying power burned away the robe of the Gray Sword Saint, revealing the inner armor inside, and the dark armor gradually turned golden red, gray lines of law flickered, each one was dazzlingly bright, even his eyebrows Burning with hair, like a Pyroman.

But Mephisto seemed unheard of. Step by step from the flames. The flame burned on him, but it seemed to be cold and without temperature. With golden-red flames reflected in his eyes, he approached Meros step by step, like a monster coming out of a pool of lava in hell.

Gray Juggernaut raised his sword, the sword was golden and red, and it had turned into a huge flaming sword.

"No, the flames cannot hurt you... No, you are protected by the power of this world... What is this place...?" Moros screamed.

"Merros,

Use your strongest attack spells. With the power of your elements, it's not like you don't have a chance to fight; but you chose this large-scale spell, you are too greedy. "Mephisto approached him step by step, shook his head and replied.

"The final plain, the gray and white field... I see..." Melos suddenly realized something in his eyes, "So it is, this is the fourth realm—!"

He suddenly screamed, and the sword of the Gray Sword Saint pierced his chest. The high priest who was channeling the spell couldn't move at all. The terrifying backlash force immediately poured into his body in reverse, burning his hands and feet instantly.

"Ah!" Moros suddenly laughed sharply: "Haha. You think I'm greedy! You're wrong, ahem...Mephisto, why don't you save them...they're dead... "

Gray Juggernaut looked at him with pity.

Moros stopped suddenly, with a look of astonishment on his face: "What does your look mean?"

"Meros."

"You underestimate him."

"he?"

Gray Juggernaut nodded.

Moros coughed violently, and the brilliance in his eyes was fading rapidly. At the last moment of his life, he seemed to see the huge ring again—all things return to the ring, and all things return to one.

The temple of flames widened its eyes. Almost groaning: "It's futile...it's useless, you...never...will...understand...the...nature of the world..."

...

"Brando!"

Brando led the princess and his party all the way out of the ruins of the Great Sanctuary of Anderfule, when he heard a familiar voice calling his name; he turned his head and saw figures in a sea of ​​flames, and The leading knight turned around and saw his group.

Brando smiled: "Bryson, we meet again."

There was also a slight smile on the indifferent face of the young man on the horse: "It's been a long time, I didn't expect to be in the same trench as you this time."

"The Eruins should have been in the same trench," Brando replied.

Bryson was slightly taken aback. Then nodded.

He got off his horse, came to the crowd, and saluted Nimesis and Princess Griffin respectively: "Your Royal Highness, Knight Commander Nimesis."

"How's the situation?" Nimessi's face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were still stained with blood. If Brando hadn't supported her, she might not even be able to stand still, but she asked immediately.

"The guards came first. Freya and Miuco commanded the students to repel them several times. Now they retreat to Juggler Avenue and Fourth Seventh Avenue, but there is no construction work. They should be waiting for reinforcements."

Bryson replied very proudly, and he had a reason to be proud—the students of the Royal Knight Academy can almost be said to be the most backbone force in the kingdom now. They were originally selected from among the best young people in the nobles and guards in the south. After systematic study and training, they are now the group of talents with the highest military literacy in Eruin.

This is not boasting, and it has been proved in the history known to Brando; this army of non-commissioned officers is the main force of the regent princess's conquest.

"Where's the patrolling cavalry? Where's the Black Blade Legion?" Nimesis frowned.

"They won't come." Brando interrupted. Even in the heavy rain, the wharf area is full of flames - I think Sanir and its people have already succeeded - of course Brando doesn't know that the Naga family is attacking the inner city at the moment, in his vision, as long as Naga It is enough to capture the port to attract the attention of Amperesel's defenders.

As for the Black Blade Legion, at this moment the flying dragon knights on both sides above Ampersel are fighting together, and from time to time, the corpses of flying dragons or raptors fall from the sky, smashing their bodies to pieces.

For Brando, persuading the Southern Legion was actually very simple. It is ironic to say that because of the domestic situation of Eru, this legion guarding the border of the kingdom fell into a forgotten end. In fact, the Royalist Party has been tacitly allowing Earl Denell to collude with Madara, making life even more difficult for the Southern Legion.

In fact two years later in history. After the current commander of the Southern Army, Earl Leidy, died in battle. The Legion basically fell apart and was removed from history. Later, Eruin was rejuvenated, Madara invaded for the second time, and the southern border fell almost overnight, causing the Valkyrie to be hated by the enemy in the Scarlet Canyon. In fact, a large part of the reason is the evil fruit planted by the Royal Party today.

The demise of the Southern Army seems to be a compromise with Count Jean Denell in this era. Although the Royalist Party finally won, it deeply hurt the hearts of everyone in the South.

Brando will naturally not let this happen again, but there has been a lack of an opportunity. What's more, he didn't know where the Southern Legion was at the moment, until the appearance of Nosta, a real opportunity appeared in front of him.

The two sides hit it off almost immediately. The desperate Southern Legion also desperately needs an ally, especially if Brando can also use the name of the princess. At the same time, unlike the royal party, he didn't have a good impression of Jean Denelle, so he sold the earl.

In fact, it can't be said to be sold. Originally, he and the Earl were mortal enemies, and the alliance with the Southern Legion could kill two birds with one stone.

Today, the Southern Legion sent the dragon cavalry regiment, which can be said to be the most powerful in the entire Eruin, here to support the princess. In fact, it is also part of the content of this alliance, but the content of this alliance is far more than that.

Brando only thought that Denell's good days would soon come to an end.

But his thoughts were fleeting. Because everyone is looking at him now.

"Our allies are holding them back." Brando immediately replied, "Bryson, are there any guards in the direction of King's Walk and Forest Avenue?"

Bryson looked at Nimesis at the side, and the black-haired female knight looked at Princess Griffin—a half-elf princess standing in the middle of the crowd wearing a rain-proof cloak, her face still pale from before. She nodded, "Leave everything to Mr. Brando."

"But wait a minute," Princess Griffin raised her head, looked at Brando and said, "Mr. Brando. Amperesel is a famous city in history, and in these histories there are many things besides money and power Things that are really precious to the Eruins beyond desire... If you are not forced to, I hope you..."

"I know." Brando nodded. It seems that the previous behavior of demolishing the Andeful Temple made the other party feel bad. In fact, it was not only the princess, but he was also heartbroken; just as Griffin said It is said that this is a kingdom with a long history. There are many things that people regard as spiritual symbols in this land. If we destroy all of them just for the sake of victory, the damage to this ancient kingdom and its people is unimaginable.

But war is war, and Brando can only answer this way: "We will try our best to protect all of this, Your Royal Highness, what we want is not a riddled Aruin."

Princess Griffin nodded calmly, agreeing.

He turned around.

Brayson glanced at him, and nodded to him with some approval. He was born in Prague, and there is a famous clock tower in the city of Prague. Almost everyone who grew up in Prague has been with this clock tower since childhood, and proudly regards it as a symbol of Prague. If one day The bell tower collapsed in the flames of war, and I believe all Praguers will feel sad about it.

Sometimes these spiritual symbols are not only a precious wealth, but also a symbol of hope. As long as they are still there, Aruin will eventually be reborn from the ashes. This is the power of culture, and Brayson deeply agrees with it:

"Brando, there are no traces of guards in the direction of King's Walk and Forest Avenue, but from here to the north, there should be a garrison brigade stationed near the north gate of Ampersel."

Although the Great Sanctuary of Andfule is located on the central axis of Ampersell, its actual location is eastward and close to the port area, in fact, it is in the center of the old city of the port. There are five avenues leading to the temple. The King's Walk and Forest Avenue are on the north side of the temple, while the south side is Juggler Street and Fourth Seventh Street.

Brando let Naga occupy the port, and his actual plan is to let the princess and his party break out north to the silver lighthouse of Frogs outside the city, where a boat is waiting for them, and then the two sides leave the silver lighthouse After the bay, they meet off Ampersel.

This plan seems extremely bold. But full of possibilities. First of all, the north leads to the hinterland controlled by the Grand Duke of West Fah. No one would have thought that they would break out to the north, and secondly, the sea storm was raging, and it was almost impossible to leave Ampere Sear through the open sea.

But all of this is possible because of the existence of the Sea Demon Whale.

From the looks of it now, it seemed that the other party had indeed deployed heavy troops in the direction of the south gate. After listening to Breson's description, Brando replied: "Amperesel has a harbor guard force of nearly 30,000 people. It is normal to have a large team in front of us."

He raised his head: "How many people do we have?"

"More than two hundred non-commissioned officer students are under the command of Freya and Miko."

"Two hundred versus one thousand." Brando looked silently into the darkness in the north—these were two hundred Royal Knight Academy cadets, the most backbone force in the legend that led Aruin's ZTE, and this elite team belonged to Her Royal Highness It was not until the second Black Rose War that the last drop of blood was shed, and the entire army was wiped out in the Red Canyon together with the Valkyries.

But in this era of Aruin. No army is their match.

He raised his head, and the wind and rain fell on him in the darkness.

"Her Royal Highness, please order us to break out to the north and join my men."

...

The brazier in the Haiyan Fortress was blazing, making the faces of everyone in a hurry around them red, but a bit of warmth couldn't dispel the chill in everyone's hearts in the hall, and every person in charge had a gloomy expression.

Marquis Julian frowned and sat at the long table. On the long table was a huge map of Ampersell Port and its surrounding areas. There are more and more tokens representing enemies on the map. According to the latest round of intelligence. Naga has already entered the Chamber of Commerce Street along Haiyan Avenue, if Haiyan Fortress can't stop them...

Then the inner city is a smooth road ahead of them.

Lord Marquis rubbed his frowning brows: "Go, go out and have a look." After saying that, he stood tall, his armor rattling. Before waiting to be stopped by the left and right, the commander of the Amperesel Harbor Guards had already pushed open the door with a "crash"——

There was a violent storm, lightning and thunder outside.

"grown ups."

Julian remained silent. He looked at the rain, and the nearby streets were crowded with people. The flag representing the Hong Kong Guard also appeared on several main streets near Haiyan Avenue. However, several places have become salient points on the fiercely fought battlefields, and Naga's offensive is extremely violent-this is not a looting at all, but an invasion.

Their enemies soon became clear as well, the Greyfin Naga's Janissaries.

The Guards of Gray Fin Naga is a standard Tier 2 army in the game. Not to mention Ampersel's Harbor Guards, even Eruin's regular army is not their opponent.

The shining Poseidon scepter was like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's hearts, making them not in the mood to speak at all.

A little further in silence. It was indistinct darkness—except for the shocking fights that proved that there were battles in those places, the entire port had almost become a life-swallowing monster.

heavy casualties—

"Zinopa Lee and his patrolling cavalry are still holding on, but they won't last long." The Marquis turned around and said, "Let Eben and Inest bring their troops to support us."

"My lord, but the chief priest has ordered that the defense force of the south gate must not be withdrawn."

"Now I have the final say here," the Marquis interrupted him proudly standing in the rain. He turned his head and said word by word: "This is Amperesel, and the south is the Vlada Forest. Across the mountains of Anleke. Why do we invest a lot of defense forces at the south gate? Could it be that the royal party has already reached the gate?"

"But Your Royal Highness..."

"That has nothing to do with us," the Marquis replied coldly, "Remember, we are the soldiers of Amperesel. It is our duty to protect this port. If there is any problem with the priest, let him come to me. "

Several knights around him looked at each other for a while, then glanced at each other, and gave a deep salute to the veteran soldier who had guarded Ambesel for more than ten years, and finally left the hall one by one.

The Marquis sighed.

He put his hands on the cold battlements, and suddenly felt that this kingdom, like this port, was tossed in this dark storm.

He couldn't help but look above the dark sea.

A bright glow rose from the sea—

Caglis watched the beam of light rise and turned his head. The White Lion Army was behind them ready to go. There were only a hundred people, but they had the momentum of tens of millions. It is hard for ordinary people to believe that this is an army from Tonigel. And less than half a year ago. They are just a bunch of young people from the countryside.

His heart was on fire.

Caglis feels that he has probably made the most important choice in his life. He still doesn't know whether this choice is right or wrong, but at least he won't regret it.

"Miss Antitina."

"I saw it too." Antitina, who was standing in the wind and rain, turned her head, her eyes were dark and gloomy: "The time is up, you are ready to go, please escort the lord back safely."

"I see."

"Kaglis, remember, it's not the Royal Party that can save Aruin. It's not Her Royal Highness, but the lord." Miss Staff replied quietly.

Caglis was slightly taken aback, "Miss Antitina, do you also think the lord should not take this risk?"

"That's unwise," Antitina sighed: "But it's because of this that we think he can restore this dark age, even if he is clumsy, but my father said-some people are born Bring light to others."

"We follow him."

"Just hoping to see a miracle."

"That's all."

Cagles remained silent. Just nodded seriously. He watched the always weak noble daughter turn and walk back into the house. There seemed to be some kind of decisive power in him, and the same power was burning in his heart.

He turned around.

Countless pairs of bright eyes focused on him, and every young man carried the same imprint on his body. They came here from the Ring of Trade Winds, and they have witnessed miracles with their own eyes—a beam of light pierced through the sky and the earth in the same endless dark wind and rain, which people will never forget.

The person who brought the light is now in this city.

In this dark storm.

He raised his commanding sword—

Antitina took one last look at these young people. Watching their white armor disappear into the rain curtain one by one—perhaps it should be called the White Lions now—they enshrined the ideals of this era, walked out of a certain period of glorious history, and were led by him.

What kind of changes will it bring to this kingdom?

Or is it a splash in the long river of history?

Antitina opened the door silently, and saw Roman sitting in the room. She was still worried that the eldest lady would treat Princess Magdal as a toy, but now she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Roman?"

"Antitina." Roman said solemnly.

"Huh?" Antitina was slightly taken aback. In her memory, this young lady who had always claimed to be a big businessman had never looked like this.

"Antitina, I'm sorry." The business lady nodded and said, "But Roman is going to Brando right now."

"What? Wait, you can't—" Antitina was taken aback, the young people of the White Lions were about to set off, and those without combat effectiveness had to board the ship immediately, and then go to the open sea to meet Brando Convergence, Roman must not make any problems at this moment.

But before she finished speaking, she suddenly found that she couldn't move.

"Roman, you are hateful—!"

"Antitina, listen to Roman." Roman stared at Antitina's eyes, which shocked the noble daughter. She had never seen her eyes like this before: "Brando is in danger, This is a trap, and only Roman can help him."

"Antitina, so Roman is leaving soon."

"Princess Magdal will be entrusted to Antitina, please take good care of her."

"This is the task that Brando gave to Little Roman, and now Little Roman is handing it over to you."

By the time the business lady finished speaking, she had already opened the door and left. Antitina only heard her last words: "Sister Bai, let's go... Please hurry up, Princess Magdal told me that time is running out..."

Her face was pale.

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(ps: A 6,000-word chapter, because the plots are together, I didn’t separate them. You understand~~)