The Amber Sword

Two giant dragons fought over the gray stone town, the law shook up and destroyed most of the city, several neighborhoods whistled and moaned in flames, the fire spread along the wind towards further afield, more collapsed buildings, the streets were stacked like broken waves, filled with striking cracks, like experiencing a terrible earthquake. It took Shani a long time to drag the elf out of the center of the battle. The wind filled her with a long spear-shaped whistle. She screamed and hurried to drop the elf and let the thing fly from between them. The latter was thrown on the ground by an ass and screamed an oozing pain. Finally, she woke up confused and clear.

Malthus sprayed flames in the middle of the sky, the fireball hit Misserille's wings, exploded into Mars, the silver dragon whistled, rolled from the middle of the sky nearly a hundred meters to stabilize its shape, another ball rubbed its tail against a wooden house near the center of engagement, the scorching airflow with the exploding shockwaves blew off several heels of the elves that had just climbed up from the ground, over the ruins of a house, and was finally stopped by something that was plugged into the ground; the little elves cried red forehead and climbed from the ground, slightly opening their mouths to discover that the silver gun that had stopped them was plugged straight into the ground.

This long gun does not look like an ornament of a nobleman's house. It has gone through such a fierce explosion, but it has not left a scratch on it. It has a flash of silver all over it. The gun body engraves a scene from heaven to hell from top to bottom. Cloud fog and light, holy beauty, naked angels, ugly demons and sins and the flames of hell. There is also a pair of unfolding angel wings at the gun's base, made of secret silver, brilliant, the gun is poured into the slab, the blade is flat, the blade is as wide as a sword, the blade is clean as a new blade, as if it had just been quenched out of a forging.

Baby!

The elf immediately releases a shine of light in her eyes. For a moment, she forgot the dangers on her head. She hurriedly reached out her hands to pull the long gun out of the slab. It's only a pity that her little one is not two thirds tall enough to use up her milk strength, and she can't shake it. But at this time, a bunch of crystalline ice cones shot from her head, right in the middle of her wide cape hood. The impact of the ice cone pulled the little cloth dot directly from the ground and dragged the gun straight out, nailing it on a nearby wooden pile.

“Fucking thief!” The young man next to Prime Minister Qianjin appeared wounded from the second floor of a nearby building, shouting at the elf Zhang Teeth Dancing Claw.

“You're the thief!” The Pokémon are extremely angry and immediately turn their lips against each other: “The Pokémon is a nightingale! ”

Then she desperately pulled the ice column plugged on top of her head, and the ice cone nailed her cape to a skewed wooden stake and hung her in the middle of the air, twisting her for half a day, but her short little hand could not reach the ice column, and her little face was red in a hurry.

Effie couldn't help but laugh at this scene: "Make your mouth hard!” He lifted up his right hand and hung a bunch of hockey balls in his palm and shouted to the elf: “Put down what's in your hand and I'll spare your life! ”

Pokémon was a little scared, but more angry, she pulled her index finger off her eyelid and threw up a tongue on him, pretending to be a ghost face: “No! ”

“Damn you!” Effie shouted impatiently, reaching out and throwing magic out.

“Shanny, don't wait. Get him!” Pokémon hurried and shouted.

Effie suddenly looked back, but behind him was the room of the black hole. There was no shadow of Shanny. He immediately realized that he had fallen for it and turned around, but found that there was only one empty cloak left on the stake. The elf had already drilled out of the cloak and ran away. The young man suddenly felt that his IQ had been severely damaged. He was angry with the cigarette. He could not care less that he was a weak element. He jumped directly from the second floor and fell screaming. Then he climbed up from the ground limping, biting his teeth and running after the elves.

At this time, Solinz came out from the other side of the rubble, and saw his companion looking like a wolf. He couldn't help but wonder, “Effie, what's wrong with you, have you seen the lady? ”

“I don't know where the lady is!” Effie bites his teeth and screams, "Grab that damn kid, she stole our Killer Gun! ”

Thorings was frightened. The Murderer Gun is the heirloom of the Freud family. Count Freud still sees it as Miss Ellman. Viscount Freud's fiancée lent them the gun against Count Tonigle. If it was stolen, the Chancellor's family might not want to discredit him. He hastily pulled out his sword and chased after the elves. Pokémon looked back and saw another person chasing her, among them the evil one who had caught Xianni before - at least in her opinion, she couldn't help but freak out and complain about how Xianni hasn't come to save her yet, while fleeing to her death, and running angry and frustrated.

She was gasping, her face was white, but she heard the wind screaming in the darkness, as if the wings were moving and the air was pounding, and she shouted happily: "Shanny, you've come to save me! ”

“Don't think it'll work!” Effie heard of the elves and did it again, so he didn't die of anger, he looked down on people too much. He was at least an authentic magician, not those rude ignorant wild animal barbarians on the border. He had a flameball in his hand and was about to blow up the elves one by one. Solinz grabbed him and said, "Careful, there's something up ahead! ”

“Don't listen to her bullshit!” Effie's going mad, and he pushes Solinz away: “She...”

But the second half drowned in a tsunami.

He opened his eyes and suddenly saw a pair of giant flesh-winged fans coming out of the darkness ahead, followed by a scary face, two pairs of giant horns flashing fierce narrow green gemstone eyes, thick scales of pitch-black as a hilly keratin plate of bees, strong limbs, sharp claws, and a golden flame in the blood-bottom mouth. “Dragon...” the young man had not had time to say half a word, a flaming sea had completely submerged him, Solinz watched his companion fade his skin in front of himself at high temperatures, revealing burning muscles, bones and viscera, and then the blood evaporated, turning into flying ash, for a moment on the spot.

Terrible monsters sprayed flames across the sky, turning the entire street into a flaming sea.

In the night, many of these dragon beasts are descending from the sky, circling down to Gray Stone Town, spraying fireballs to ignite a neighborhood, whizzing over the fire, creating a scene as if it were hell.

“Get out of here! ”

Brando roared, the ice-blue sword in his hand flashed a narrow light, one of the dragon beasts that jumped at him had been divided into two pieces, he carried Cooper unimpeded forward, the separated dragon beast fell into the buildings on both sides, as if it were a shell, the stone mixed building clicked down; Cooper stared at the scene and finally had a clear understanding of the Count's power, which was a hillbilly dragon beast, the seventh order creature of Georgendigan, and could not walk in Brando's hands.

Brando followed the bloody streets, with Frost Winner Cinnati dripping down the same color, behind him a flame of fire and a golden flame reflecting the bloodstream.

Walton was in a difficult mood to follow. Behind him was Count Alcons and other Cruz nobles rescued from the crypt. Except for the Count, who was more than half a hundred years old, he was still calm. Most of the others were wary. From time to time, they raised their heads to look at the two giant dragons killed in the middle of the air. From time to time, the eagle witch on fire fell from the top of her head and swept past them with long flame-tailed marks, or the screaming cavemen scattered around, but nobody cared. Everyone thought she was crazy, but nobody dared to fall half a step behind.

“How far is it? ”

“You can see it by turning the corner. ”

Suddenly there was a scream among the nobles, Brando raised his head and saw Silver Dragon falling from the sky.

……

Metissa shouted down the collapsed wall, coughed loudly, and cried out in the smoke: "Miss Roman, my little prince, are you all right? ”

A moment later, a weak voice replied, "I'm fine, Sister Metisa.” Behind the smoke came two shadows, one tall and one short, and the tall one was Medusa Les Mecca, with a bloody wound on her arm and the little prince unharmed.

“Where's Roman? ”

“I don't see it. ”

“Where's Miss Chiara? ”

“Princess Magdalene. ”

“I don't mind…” replied the nun princess softly.

In the darkness came a sobbing cry, someone died, someone was injured, everyone stood up sobbing, trying to find the nearest person, Metisa quickly found Eko, Sergeant Marjorie, Duchess O'Neal, Delphirie and her knight Nia, Enid and Little Girl Judith, and finally Natha, and everyone else came together, except for Marjorie, who was slightly injured, and only the inner knight suffered the worst injuries, and a sharp piece pierced her lungs, when she was found, she was in a coma, some fever, confused and said something.

Cruz nobles have suffered heavy losses, with seven or eight dead, others lacking arms and legs, who may not survive several days without timely treatment, and others mostly injured. The key is that they are depressed and many are even in despair.

After counting the numbers, Metisa discovered that Roman and Chiara could not be found, who were fortunately the fiancée of the Lord and one of her few human friends. She hurried and ordered everyone to disperse in search of the whereabouts of the businesswoman and the eldest son and sister, but eventually got a clue from the sobbing Goran-Elson family Kim.

“Before the explosion, Sister Roman and Sister Chiara were in front of me.” The little girl replied sobbing.

Others then recalled the scene, and Summer Solstice Knights Deputy Commander Bronfield found Roman and Chiara's final disappearance according to everyone's description. They dug through the rubble there and found a black paint hole below.

“It's a secret passage!” It took Bronfield a moment to react.

“Sister Roman, are they down there?” The little prince asked with concern.

“It's sealed down below.” Medusa's pristine vertical eyes sparkled in the darkness, and she glanced at the secret passage and replied softly.

Metissa didn't say anything, she was a dead spirit, and there was no obstacle to darkness for her, and Les Mecca could see, and naturally she couldn't help herself.

“Find a way to dig it up.” She replied.

One of the hands held her hand in the dark, and Metisa turned back slightly and saw the Duke's bright eyes looking at her: “Miss Metisa, we can't do that. Those Cruz aristocrats are emotionally unstable and ready to go into chaos, and the wounded need to be healed. This is the center of the battlefield, that's two dragons, we can't stay here long, I don't know what the commander said to you, but we have to move now. ”

Metisa's eyes revealed a hesitant look and gently grabbed her lower lip.

The battle outside has not stopped for a moment, the fire is spreading, from time to time the golden light penetrates through the cracks of the ruins, or the light or darkness, the dry wood crackles in the flames, the temperature is rising all the time, the dragon beast sweeps over the street at low altitude, letting the buildings that would otherwise crash squeak, as if they were ready to collapse. In this environment, everyone's nerves are tight, injuries and despair can collapse at any moment, and unbelievable things have been done, and Brando has given orders to get her back to the portal, but the question is, what about Miss Roman?

"Let Mr. Eckhart and Her Royal Highness transfer with the others, and I'll stay with you to find Miss Roman," said Owney. ”

Metissa looked at her with surprise: "Miss O'Neill, you...”

“Miss Methisa, you are a subordinate of that man, and I am a member of the mission, and I stay on behalf of the mission of Eruin, which is my duty.” The Duke replied calmly: "Rest assured, I will never accept leaving the mission's reputation to escape alone. ”

“I'll stay too.” Sergeant Marjorie suddenly replied at this time.

The Duke turned around and glanced at him in disgust.

“Miss Methisa, it's enough to have me alone. ”

Metisa looked at the two men, especially at the wounds behind Marjorie, and couldn't help but smile: "In that case, I'm afraid Mr. Marjorie won't agree to me, so do as Miss Owney said, and leave the outside matter to Mr. Ike and Captain Bronfield, and we'll stay and look for Miss Roman and Miss Chiara. ”

In the dark, in the face of the silver fairy princess's gaze, Ernie and Marjorie's face blushed unconsciously.

……

Pokémon looked up at the herd of dragons flying over her head. After the dragon beast that flew over turned Effie into flying ash, he circled in the middle of the sky before slowly falling in front of her. He patted his wings twice and heavily landed on the ground, staring at this little cloth spot with his fierce blinking eyes. Pokémon covered the raised dust with her hands and coughed as she stared at the big guy through the gap between her five fingers. She looked at it for a while before wondering:

“Shanny, you've grown! ”

The dragon beast shook her big head and approached her slowly. It seemed to notice that the other party was not afraid at all. Suddenly it felt that its dignity had been challenged. It opened its wings and made a shocking and deafening roar at this little thing.

Pokémon screamed and covered her ears, as if Cersei was trembling in a stormy rain. She shouted angrily with her eyes closed: “Shanny, how dare you yell at me, I won't listen to you again, you're broke! ”

Now it's the turn of the dragon beast to wonder, the dragon beast is a breeding group of inferior dragons, but it also has a little more intelligence than the dragon. Forgive its huge head for a moment, but I don't understand why this little cloth dot dare yell at itself, if it can, it almost grabs the scalp, wondering where this little guy can pose a threat to himself, and why he dares to stand in front of himself without fear.

But after all, the dragon beast is not a truly intelligent population, unable to fully understand the causal relationship here. For a moment, if you don't understand the anger, simply choose to obey your primitive instincts, erupt a spark, sweep away to the elves, in its simpler logic - burning to death belongs to the enemies that can be provoked, and the enemies that can't burn must consider making way.

A spark of hillbilly dragon beast was also a fire ball as big as a hut compared to the elf, but she was stunned when she saw the golden yellow flame pressing against her face.

Shanny's gonna kill her!

“Smurfs! You're a complete idiot, that ugly, stupid, stubborn bastard!” A scream, a dark shadow flew from somewhere, a gavel hit the elf, and the two rolled together, rolling out of the blaze.

A loud noise, the fireball hit the ground and exploded, the hot air currents swept across the street, and the two groups of guys rolled together were swept out of the shock wave for several meters before stopping in a scream.

Pokémon tearfully embraced the group of things that ran into him and said happily: "Shanny, I knew you wouldn't kill me. You're all right! ”

“Fuck off, you fucking bear boy!” Shani swept her tail against the elf's face without anger.

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