The gray clouds burned out the last ray of flames, and from time to time, floating ships in the sky turned into bright flames, like meteors falling into the world, and finally disappeared.

The girl was releasing her hand from the thick willow handrail. Her blue eyes reflected the light of remembrance, as if it was in a dream of childhood, like a beam of afternoon sunshine that passed through the glass window.

"I've seen such a scene before."

"...But that's still in the story told by my grandfather. The Star of the Disaster, the Dragon and the endless minions that emerge from the darkness. Civilization has been forced to the edge more than once, and our ancestors have fought side by side with a noble race..."

The noble daughter said in a tone that looked like a dream, and she turned her head and stared at the motionless gaze of Tianlan and the others.

Seven centuries after the Noumerlin elves left this world, people probably wouldn't have thought that history would make a comeback one day, and all this seemed like the proverb engraved on the dragon horn by the descendants of the Dragon Slayer:

‘Don’t forget the dead enemy-’

This sentence came to Tianlan's mind in an instant. The little girl seemed to have involuntarily recalled the long journey and experience after that night, as if she couldn't help but step into a cold and turbulent river. When they came to their senses, they were already here.

She was pulling the side of the boat tightly, tiptoing, trying her best to make herself see the situation outside. Even though she was always astonishingly brave, she couldn't help but feel suffocated by tension at this moment.

Tianlan looked pale and looked at the battles in the sky. At this moment, either side had lost the room for the final retreat.

There, the silver wind ship, the silver Weislan flagship, was reflecting the dawn, like a shining blade, cutting into the front of the Shadowman fleet. Behind it was the formation that had already been unfolding between the two sides of the war.

Then there was a violent fire and explosion, flash, strong wind and scorching airflow immediately swept the Seven Seas Traveler's roar.

The moment the fire arrived, an irresistible thought arose from Tianlan’s heart:

‘Maybe there is some kind of necessity behind all this?’

But who pushed them here?

Is it the owner of the traveler's rest?

They are still the golden eyes hidden in the dark.

But when she was a little dazed, she suddenly felt her body lighter and was almost blown away. Tianlan then fell back into reality and couldn't help screaming, but immediately felt a hand holding her steadily. She looked up and realized that it was the sailor Baggins.

Baggins pulled her back suddenly, fell back on the deck, and then handed it to Luo Yu's hand beside him, and signaled the young man to look after his girlfriend. Tianlan stood firm with anxiety, holding Luo Yu's warm hand, and then looked at the former with gratitude.

But the sailors didn't have the heart to respond to them, and the expression on Baggins's face was not relaxed.

"Miss Tata," Luo Hao also pressed his shield with one hand and turned around and shouted, "Can he rush over?"

And in the violent shaking and bumpyness, the fairy lady gave everyone a simple answer:

"able."

Two fleets are converging above their heads.

Then there was the intertwined fire that overshadowed everything.

However, among the crowd, the bright fire only illuminated a trace of worry on Tang Xin's face. The girl was lowering her head and savoring the previous words. She suddenly raised her head and asked, "My brother, will he be fine, right?"

Silwei was slightly stunned, and nodded after a moment of silence:

"perhaps."

"perhaps?"

Tang Xin looked at the noble daughter in front of her with some dissatisfaction: "Speaking of this, aren't you his real girlfriend? Are you not worried about this at all?"

Silvede keenly heard the faint hostility between the girl's words. She looked at the latter carefully and smiled, "But Ed will definitely be a little sure if he made a decision. But on this battlefield, no one can predict what will happen in the next moment, right?"

"Yes, I knew this a long time ago, so why didn't you stop his unrealistic ideas?" Tang Xin asked a little upset: "You know that he is sometimes so naive. He is the captain of the Qihai Traveler. He should stay here, right?"

Silvede shook his head: "I don't think so."

Tang Xin was stunned and looked at the latter.

But Silweid thought for a moment before answering: "In the Aquarium, men have the right to pursue their own will, right?"

Tang Xin opened her mouth slightly, as if she had heard something incredible. She always felt that there was a huge gap between her and the other party. She was stunned for a long time before she realized: "If it is the case again... I can't understand. Isn't your father Sir Ma Wei the same? Because men always have willful power, he can leave you alone in this world without authorization?"

A ray of light flashed in Silweid's eyes.

Attention to the gloomy eyes of the noble daughter, Tang Xin suddenly realized that she seemed to have said too much. She immediately felt a little regretful. She didn't usually look like this, but at that moment it seemed like some reckless impulse that made her blurt out those words.

She opened her mouth, but the sailor on the side turned back with a serious look on her face, looked at her seriously and said, "Although you are Mr. Ed's sister, please understand, I don't want the eldest lady to hear similar remarks again."

But Silweid stretched out a hand and stopped his sailor first.

She smiled at Tang Xin apologized and replied: "Don't care about Baggins' words. You are right, but my father gave me everything I have now. As her daughter, I really have no position to blame him. Besides, my mother didn't complain about him during her lifetime. People said he was a great person... I can actually understand some of my mother's thoughts..."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I'm sorry." Tang Xin sighed softly.

Just looking at the person who was smiling faintly in front of her, she suddenly felt a deep sense of frustration in her heart: "So do you think my brother is also such a person, making you carelessly protect his willfulness?"

"I think that may not be willful," Silvede shook his head. "Ed said he would protect my ideals, and we agreed with each other. I may not come from your world, and I am also very different from you, but in a sense, I may understand some of his persistence better than you."

"Even if his thoughts are just fools?" Tang Xin blurted out, but immediately saw a obviously stunned smile in the eyes of the noble daughter.

She was stunned, and then she realized that she had asked another stupid question.

The girl couldn't help but feel an indescribable bitterness, a little painful, and a little confused. She thought, is this also considered love? But shouldn't love be selfish? Perhaps, it shouldn't be like this now.

But the person in front of her was so firm that no matter how unwilling she was, Tang Xin had to admit that even with the most demanding eyes, it would be difficult for her to find any faults. If she exchanged positions, she even envied her stupid cousin.

She closed her mouth, turned her head, looked at the intertwined flash above the clouds with a somewhat sensible look, and asked, "So you let him be a 'hero'?"

Silweid only knew how to smile.

In that era when describing legends, many heroes will always be born in people's hearts.

But the so-called hero is actually just a title in the human heart. Some people are more of themselves than others.

But her pursuit is simpler.

"Do you know, Tangtang..." the girl said softly: "Actually, Ed, when he is full of confidence, is really charming."

Tang Xin opened her mouth, but didn't know how to answer for a moment. She was silent for a long time before ending the conversation with a topic that was not the topic.

"The battle is coming to an end."

"Yes, the battle is coming to an end," Silvede nodded with a smile, not surprisingly: "Tangtang, if we can't go back, will you and your brother, Ed, remember everything that happened here in another world?"

Tang Xin turned around and looked at the noble daughter, as if she wanted to remember the latter's expression at this moment, and then shook her head gently.

"That's not going to happen."

But there was another sentence she didn't say, because she knew very well, how could that fool have forgotten what happened here?

...

The huge wind ship was like a silver blade, piercing into the Shadowman's fleet on the front.

Only when you look directly at the shining fire and rolling flames, can the snow smell the rust-like smell of iron on the battlefield, the burning and the smell of blood and fire in the air. The huge roar covers up all the shouts, as if even time has slowed down, and the giant beasts fighting against each other, every minute and every second, have brought their minions deeper into the opponent's body and throat.

Blood flows through the wild.

The dying battle gradually became unable to move, and the opponent exhausted her last bit of strength. She only mechanically took the magic gun loaded from the apprentice behind, raised it, and pulled the trigger.

As the fire shone, the two sides approached each other between the smoke. The components with red light flashing in the pupils behind the smoke fell one after another. Some people were shot from time to time, but someone immediately filled up the position from behind.

There were fewer skilled knights, and more and more people who replaced them were trainees wearing reserve armbands. The gunshots began to become scattered, while the medical officer shouted loudly from behind:

"There is thirty percent more energy in the resurrection room!"

"Twenty percent!"

"Seventeen percent..."

"Let the people who have resurrected more often come up first."

Bai Xue turned around and she lost some of her hearing in the previous battle, and could only barely feel the vibration when the cannon was out of the barrel.

Even the light of artillery fire seemed to have slowed down in the distance. She watched the flying shells hit the ship's side from not far away. The fire and shock waves swept through the broken wood chips and exploded rows of people.

The battle has entered a white heat, but the stalemate is not meaningless, because under the clouds, on the vast white land, a group of seven guilds is like a rolling forward blade, melting all the resistance forces blocking them.

The knights in thick armor galloped across the battlefield like several torrents, tearing open one hole after another from the intertwined fire of the Gray Knight's mercenary.

Following closely behind were heavy infantry wearing black battle robes, iron streams composed of iron guards, walking knights and gladiators. Holding giant shields, they pushed rows of great swords and giant spears onto the defense line of the Crow Claw Temple. Then the entire defense line began to shake and retreated.

Then it evolved into an irresistible defeat-

The retreating mercenaries staged a scene of escape on the vast snowfield. After the gray tide faded, they washed out the true colors of the world, which were dazzling white, dazzling red, mottled black and gray, and the rolling smoke.

The banners of ravens were hung on one side fell down, and the flags of many guilds belonging to the northern border were raised from several fortresses on the Elpashin Plain. In the light of fire, people shook the flags in their hands, guiding their colleagues to cross the blood and fire and continue moving forward.

“Entertain faster.”

“Entertain faster.”

Everyone seems to be silently reciting the same words at this moment.

The falling light of fire from the clouds seemed to be the final countdown of this war, and the victory and defeat hanging on the front line seemed to be in front of us.

Elpahin was ahead, and they finally lost their last shackles. How quickly they could reach that place at this moment depends only on how quickly they could reach under the white wall.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! So the whimper of the horn sounded again on the battlefield, and the light cavalry rushing in the front had begun to leave the large army, forming several arrows, and running towards Elpaxin on the horizon.

Looking down from above, the battlefield above the ground has clearly divided several levels. The light cavalry and heavy cavalry have completely distanced themselves from the infantry behind, and in front of them, the collapsed mercenaries have long been unable to form any effective resistance.

The entire battlefield seemed to be running wildly—

And at that moment, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the head of Elpaxin. The flames that soared into the sky broke the gate to the west of the northern giant city in that moment, and caused it to collapse.
To be continued...