356. The Flower Elf of the Slave Race, the Legion Commander’s Love at First Sight

By disarming himself, the legion commander finally escaped the hunt of the abandoned sons.

The sharp scarlet armor gradually softened, liquefied, and then evaporated.

The blessing of the goddess of justice is dissipating, and dissipating with it are those dazzling dawns.

After passing through the mists of divided time,

The nearly three-meter-tall blood-red ferocious beast disappeared, leaving only a slender and frail beauty standing tremblingly on a street of the imperial capital.

The brutal fight with the abandoned son finally forced the legion commander to reveal his stunning true appearance hidden under the armor.

For thousands of years, countless followers of the legion commander