The ground was trembling slightly, and the city guards that were constantly attacking the city wall were almost stunned for a moment, and the rows of dexterous structures guarding the tower suddenly stopped, followed by a low cheer from behind.

Behind the rows of condoms was a group of young people who were guarding there, wearing gray alchemist windbreakers, and some of them were wearing interns' collar badges. At this moment, almost everyone was wearing colors, and everyone looked a little dirty.

But it was at this time that the young people obviously had huge surprises and smiles that were disproportionate to them. One of the young alchemists even patted his companion on the shoulders: "Chris, we succeeded!"

The young man who was shaken so hard that he was a little unsteady had not yet reacted for a while and seemed a little stunned.

After all, it only took less than two years since he was recommended by Dictor to come here to learn magic skills. Although he occasionally remembered what happened at that time since leaving the logging field, and could still remember the shadow he was pursuing along the way.

The reason why he embarked on this path was of course more or less affected by everything that happened that night. Of course, he hoped that one day he could meet the master of that shadow again.

But what he didn't expect was that the day came so quickly.

And he can even fight alongside the name he worships.

"We succeeded?" Chris's heart was still full of incredibleness, so he felt a little uncertain: "Just keep this place, we can take Elpahin back?"

But his companion nodded vigorously: "Thanks to the explosives sent by Mr. Arquette and others, after blowing up the door, we were at least half successful. Now we only need to hold on for a while and wait for reinforcements to arrive!"

Chris couldn't help but licked his dry lips, subconsciously looked at his hands, then looked up at the window.

But of course he could not see the battle above Elpahin, and only the constant flashes between the clouds and the falling smoke still depicted a tragic battle that was taking place there.

But at least this time, he no longer had to watch.

"Then I'll leave it to the big men of the General Assembly," the young man continued: "I don't know if their attack on the Knights' headquarters was going well. I heard that the Knights of the Silver Wind occupied the seventh and fourth blocks. If they couldn't break through the middle floor, I'm afraid there would be some trouble next."

Chris nodded slightly, his eyes passed through the ceiling, and he couldn't help but look in that direction.

...

Bai Xue couldn't help but clench her fists.

The battle on the ground has undoubtedly entered its final stage. Elpahin's walls have announced their change of ownership, but I don't know how long it will take for the Saints to attack the upper level from the lower level of the port.

And I can't catch up with the important anchor before that.

But the more critical it is, the more uneasy it is. The shadow people have obviously noticed their intentions, become anxious, and start to try to break through.

“They are reassembling!”

The observation hand keenly grasped the movements of the filmmaker.

But Bai Xue obviously would not give her opponent this opportunity. Although she was no longer sure how much power she had left on her side, the battlefield of intertwined teeth had already completely dragged both sides into this vortex.

But the mud is mutual for both sides of the war. The mistakes made by the opponent at the beginning have now turned into the most fatal weak link. Bai Xue is extremely clear in her heart that they do not need to destroy their opponents, but they only need to delay time.

"Stop them," she replied firmly: "No matter how much the price we pay, even if we bump into head-on, we can stop as long as we can. If we convey my orders, we don't need to beat them very well. Even if we are pestering them, we must nail them there."

The girl paused for a moment and turned around.

A dazzling light crossed the sky, and the azure light made everyone recognize the source of this power. The dragon knights on the side of the caller were still fighting with the shadow people, and the battle was obviously not easy.

This also means that their top power cannot help them for a while.

Standing there was just Guangran, who was here to help replace the role of the messenger who died in the previous battle. The two often argued in the guild because of disagreement of ideas, but at this moment they were just looking at each other silently.

"Tell them, Light Destined," Bai Xue said softly: "The main fleet will not issue any orders from now on. Please let each ship perform on its own. If you can nail them for one minute, you will nail those monsters for one minute. If you can nail them for one second, you will not be able to retreat for a second."

"I don't want the reason, just the result. Let me tell everyone that we have only one purpose at this moment, that is, to win."

Guangran was silent for a moment before nodding slightly.

The dazzling blue light had gradually dissipated, leaving only sporadic flashes. Bai Xue watched her companion leave before turning around. She raised her head and looked at the final scene depicted between the shining fires on the battlefield filled with gray fog.

Everything became quiet, as if even the roar of artillery fire from afar became distant and alienated—

The fleet of the callers is falling apart and turning into the last dazzling fire, and the final result of that battle is actually unknown to everyone on this battlefield.

And all destiny seemed to be handed over to that invisible hand.

But for a moment, Bai Xue seemed to see a bright flash at the end of the horizon. The flash burst out in the center of the Shadowman fleet, reflecting the stretching of her eyes.

The girl was slightly stunned and suddenly remembered something.

She stood there and was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think of the boy who was younger than her. Is the other party also in that place? The origin of this battle can be said to be because of the other party.

So is the other party still alive?

But what can a person change on this vast battlefield? Many names repeatedly appeared in her mind. The IDs that shone since the Ten Years of Dynasty and the Battle of Covenant Mountain were all depressed in darkness and nothingness.

Everyone has unrealistic fantasies.

But they can't actually change anything, even if it's the same, maybe people can remember one name after another in this war, but what after that?

Everything will return to the original trajectory...

Bai Xue shook her head gently, feeling that she seemed a little overly sentimental. But it wasn't that because of this, the power of a person seemed so meager in such an environment.

But at the moment when this idea ended, the light seemed to flash again in that distant direction.
Chapter completed!