The unicorn cavalry is launching another attack.

The female knight ordered them to open the passage for Fang Zhu and his group. Although Fang Zhu thought it was not necessary to make such a big fight, he saw the situation on the battlefield and took back his opinions.

Gray matter organisms are almost endless. If they can cut a hole in the front, it will be beneficial to their next actions, and at least they can save a lot of time.

Less than a hundred elves were rushing through the gray sea of ​​trees.

Most of them are unicorn girls, from famous families, and are naturally different from elves born in Silver Port like Merrell and Elorya. These girls wore silver-gray mitral helmets, and the patterns on the silver helmets covered their beautiful faces, leaving only cold gazes in the observation hole.

The Silver Helmet Guard has fallen to this day, but the elves are immortal species after all, and the Son of Ruo Light still maintains the martial tradition of the past.

But the son of Ruo has fought for some reason today.

Airoya beside Merrell looked at these unicorn knights with some envy. Most of the unicorn cavalry who led the Son of Light were selected from real unicorn girls, but it was obvious that they were not on their turn.

"What's there to envy about this?" said Aljean. "According to me, they may not be better than you."

"Of course they are not as good as Merell," said Ailoya, "but so what? Except for His Royal Highness, no one else will look at us more."

Merell shook her head. She had nothing to envy these unicorn girls. Those noble girls practiced martial arts since childhood, and she was just the daughter of a craftsman.

Following His Highness the Princess and protecting the holy tree is her greatest wish.

The handsome unicorn was leaping up and trampling past the decaying tree man. With its silver-bred hooves, the girl riding on it raised the scimitar made of elf metal in her hand, and the blade flew past the heads of these corrupt creatures like a mirror.

She rode her horse on the ground and looked in this direction. She looked at it not Arjen and others, but the gray matter creatures not far away were gathering again.

On the battlefield, those tall giant tree elders appeared again, as if they were re-formed into a tree wall under an invisible command, blocking the unicorn cavalry.

But this time they were greeted by a sword light.

The sword light slashed out from Ian and others - Dalier threw the giant sword in his hand nearly a hundred meters away, and the rotating blade passed through the gray matter creature, like a silver light to cut the battlefield.

The silver light was like a straight line, dividing the tree wall across the battlefield into two, and the light shone through the giant tree.

It was like time was frozen, and after almost a moment of delay—where the line passed, a deep gully was pressed out with a loud bang, and all the gray matter creatures passing through the gully were wiped out.

Ian almost had the illusion that he had paused on the battlefield for a moment. He looked back in a daze, but saw Miss Catman withdrawing the big sword in his hand.

The Phantom on one side was doing almost the same movement, but the big sword was gone in his hand.

"Follow me," Dalier said, "the cavalry of the Son of Light will open a hole for us."

Forest opened his mouth with praise, but after looking at the hole in the tree wall, he could only remain silent.

Alger, who was standing by, was excited to look at the size of the hole. He was looking at Miss Catman with admiration. The other party was also a Saint Selection. This level is also the top among the young elites of the Twelve Color Iris.

"What's that move?"

He couldn't help asking. The Great Swordsman was with his sword as his companion, and the Templars of Shadow Tree Temple were no exception. Few people threw their weapons out of their hands on the battlefield. After all, they were not short swordsmen.

But he could see clearly that Dalier did not throw his sword, but created a phantom beside him. The one who actually threw the sword was the phantom.

Magic such as phantoms and mirrors are not unusual in Aitalia, but this kind of ability will generally be greatly reduced in power. The attack just now almost penetrates everything within three hundred feet. He should not think it is the power after the discount.

Otherwise, in front of him would not be a Templar of the Temple of Shadow, but a Dragon Knight.

"Secret," replied Dalier, "you will know naturally when you join us."

Aljean smiled awkwardly, "You don't like me."

Dalier glanced at him.

The second regiment's request for taking people was obviously not that strict, but anyone could see that the kid was all focused on the elf unicorn girl, and he did not intend to leave the Temple of Nature.

The commander not far away was also guessing the origin of this ability. The Shadow Tree Temple is not unfamiliar with her, and it can even be said to be closely related.

But the ascetics there obviously did not have such magic.

"New ability?" she turned around, "or is the Shadow Tree Temple actually reserved some of the Elf Court?"

"The believer of the twin goddess has always been mysterious," her chief warlock shook her head. "The power of twins has never been held in the hands of the elves, and even the Holy Woods know little about them."

"But it is also possible that these saints develop their own skills." The female knight said softly.

But she actually didn't trust this speculation very much.

To this day, although different professions always have some new abilities and paths to be opened up for the Saint Selected, they are inseparable from the rut of their profession.

The clone's ability looks closer to the power of the origin of the starlight, unless it is a dragon knight.

However, the commander did not see the Siren structure summoned by Dalier. She waved her hand and let the structure not far away decompose back into the information crystal, while feeling the ether reserves in her magic furnace.

Although the constructor has its own magic source, energy-consuming large users like Siren Construction still rely on their own magic furnaces to provide it. The creation technique is almost reconstructing reality, and the power created from the material world will almost restore their abilities one to one.

But there are gains and losses. The corresponding price is equivalent to carrying a portable black hole - a black hole that devours magic and ether.

However, this attack just now was not more laborious than when she fought with the Silver level, and even easier. There were more than two-thirds of the ether reserves in the magic furnace, and in addition, she had three energy storage crystals to use.

However, the energy storage crystal can only be charged slowly. If it can be used, it is better not to use it.

But Dalier knew in his heart that the real challenge was still behind. Miss Catman used her paws to pick up the communication crystal hanging on her collar like a pendant, and said in a slightly hoarse tone:

"Alisa, where are you?"

"I'm ahead of you," Miss Nightingale's cold voice came from the crystal, "Be careful, there's a big guy."

"Cause Champion?"

Dalier looked up and his eyes had actually seen the huge shadow looming in the forest, just like a mountain.

Although it has not yet completely walked out of the fog, the overwhelming bugs have flew out of the fog, and the air is filled with a harsh buzzing sound.

Miss Catman waved her sword and cut one of the insects into two and fell to the ground. The body that fell to the ground immediately turned into a wisp of gray smoke.

"The people of the Second Regiment cannot deal with it," Dalier turned around and looked at the members behind him, "Follow closely, I can't protect you if it's too far away."

"Miss Darier," said Arjean, "we don't need your protection. If you go against that big guy, we can help you clean up some enemies in the corners."

"Okay," Dalier nodded, "Then you go and meet Miss May later."

She looked up and looked in that direction, trying to find another direction to launch the offensive.

It was at this time that the slightly rumbling sound of the square roar came from the communication crystal:

"May is on your side."

The noise is noisy and intermittent, proving that the latter is far from them. Today, when the crystal net pulse fails, it has almost reached the limit of team communication.

Fang Zhu sent them a coordinate.

Dalier and Alisa, who was hiding in the shadow of the forest, looked in that direction together, and just happened to see a silver drizzle on the battlefield.

The silver light like rain was falling from the night sky. They gathered together toward one point and bloomed from the center there. The intertwined light snails shot out in all directions, and in an instant, penetrated layers of gray matter creatures.

The gray matter creature retreated, revealing the Knight Miss in the center. Mayi held a large shield that had just been replaced for a short time. There was no eye-catching feature on the shield, but the intertwined light rain formed a hexagonal force field with a flashing shimmering light on it.

This force field gathered behind her like wings, and then spread horizontally towards the entire battlefield, pulling out a giant screen nearly a thousand feet long, keeping everyone behind her.

The overwhelming insects were rushing on it, and the light wings were shaking, while the insects were turning into wisps of light smoke and disappeared.

The wings fell from the light curtain and fell on Mayi's body, immediately giving Miss Knight a glorious masterpiece.

It is like a storm of sun rising in the darkness, illuminating every corner of the battlefield.

And behind Miss Knight is the elf cavalry who is also protected.

The unicorn girls had a sacred glory shining on their silver armor, and the scimitars in their hands were shaping into spears bit by bit, and they were circling behind May like a torrent, and they were facing the direction of the gray tide again.

May put the halberd on the ground with his backhand, looked back, then unsheathed his sword and shouted firmly:

"The severing sun of Ossoka, be with you today!"

The elves swung around, staring in this direction with glittering eyes, and responded in unison:

"Long live the Lord of the Sun, the Lord of the Holy Spirit, the Guardian of the Light and Order!"

"Long live the Holy Alliance!"

They are descendants of light, knights traveling through light, the first generation of Tirian elves swore that darkness will never fade, and light will never stop.

The elf king Kuiwenlar fulfilled his promise. After falling into the green, he led the son of light to return to his hometown.

The roaring sound was like a thunder sweeping across the battlefield, making everyone look sideways.

The elves holding spears were not clear about what was happening on their flanks, and they couldn't help looking in that direction. As if the night swept away all the evil light, the cavalry of the Son of Light launched a charge under the reflection of this light.

Just as many centuries later, the Holy Alliance is back.

The elf protective armor reflected a glimmer of light, and the same light shone in the eyes of the elf female knight, and it flashed slightly. It seemed that it had traveled for 1,400 years, and I saw the son of Ruguang launching a charge under the leadership of Quvenlar.

She was a little surprised at first, but couldn't help laughing. It was a unique smile that was different from that Fang Rong had seen before.

When she was in Rotao, the temple guards of the Temple of Miro never returned to her, but it was different at this time.

The elf's flag is printed with three pattern emblems, representing three different protective lines——

The natural holy order Terraca, the stunning sun Ossoka, and finally the guardian of life Mara.

After the Elf King led the Son of Ruguang to part ways with the Oshuren, the philosophical and contemplative master no longer cast his eyes, and the guards of the silver helmet and their friends who fought side by side in the past gradually developed a grudge between them.

The White-maned Saint King Ossokai took the people of the wilderness to leave the center of civilization, heading to the wilderness to protect the secrets, and sealed the Dragon Queen Alesha underground under the twelve pillars.

The friendship between the former comrades no longer exists.
To be continued...