The Amber Sword

The battle in the middle of the air was divided into victories, Silver Dragon Misseril's figure did not dominate, the wounds left over more severely affected her speed, after successive heavy blows, she finally couldn't support it, the action was clearly delayed for a moment, the huge black dragon seized the opportunity to climb the next tail hit the former's waist severely, Misseril shouted a wail, the body fell from the half-sky. She plunged into the ground, her vast body flattened several streets in an instant, and the moment in Grey Stone Town seemed to make a painful sound, the ground that settled spread from layer to layer, and the houses were overturned.

The falling Misserille propelled on the ground, and the remainder of the building, big and small, crushed bones beneath her, like a bulldozer, shoveled to Little Half Gray Stone Town and approached the neighborhood where Robes' compass was located.

At the moment of the planned transfer of Eru's mission, only the heavens and the earth felt overthrown. Everyone fell instantly on the ground, in the screams of a deserted soldier, and those close to the window looked desperately at a shadow pressed against themselves. The scene looked like a tsunami, but was replaced by a wide silver ridge, with rows of houses crumbling beneath it and then caught beneath it. When the last row of buildings collapsed, the shadow of death was almost close to sight.

The noblemen panicked, like ants, left the building and fled, but how quickly could they survive the falling dragon, fleeing only to delay a moment of death.

The house made a terrible squeaky scream, a wall had fallen under pressure and Enid, who was underneath the wall, had been frightened, and the Count stood still, watching the scene, even forgetting to dodge.

“Enid, get out of here!” Ernie shouted.

The latter is indifferent.

Metissa rushed out in a thousand shots...

“Wings of the Spirit!” She shouted, a gray white net spread from her left and right sides, a flashing hexagonal mesh shaped like a wing, the little princess of the silver elf bit her teeth, the wings curved in the middle, raw against Enid, against the collapsed wall, the wall hit it, torn apart, the ground rumbled, the hectare of Misserille's back broke the wall, colliding with Metisa's wing.

Metissa whimpered, her indirect resistance to the power of the Black Dragon Malthus, which came from the full force of the sage, even though it had dissipated much, it was still not her law that could withstand, the wings of the spiritual support for the moment of the Misserille, the solid hexagonal mesh structure instantly began to bend, deform, and then revealed white cracks, broken like glass, and people could even hear the crispness when the crystals broke clearly.

Silver elf princess's arms, palms, armor inches behind her broke, and there was a crack in her skin from which the fire of her soul erupted, as if it were burning on her surface.

“Whoo--”

Enid seemed to have just woken up, "Metisa!” The Count shouted in panic.

At this point, a second person finally came out, and it was Eko, "Miss Methisa, let me help you!” Then the White Lion Guards officers, then Marjorie, Deputy Commander of the Summer Solstice Knights Bronfield, Summer Solstice Knights, all rushed up and tried their best to block Misserille's back, but with the exception of Bronfield, the power of mankind seemed so weak in front of this level of struggle that everyone was hit in the first place.

“Nia!” Dilfrey had a cold sweat all over her forehead, and she shouted, “Hold me! ”

“Miss, you can't...”

Delphirie had put her hand on her chest, a dark spell, one after the other flashing on her snow white arm, and she reached out her hand to the wide back of the silver dragon, and the black flame seemed to come out of her chest, burning as if it were the upper body of a giant demon, the demon howling, his arms swinging, pushing heavily on Misserille's back. Later, the power of this blow was so strong that the silver wall was so slightly overwhelmed —— the spell, the claw of Banuk, a magic that could summon the power of Banuk, the seventh lord of the Sulphur River, beneath the hectare, yet, like all other magic tricks, its repetitive effect was equally astonishing, and Dilfiryben was weak, even more so at this moment. He spit blood in his mouth and passed out.

Her spells eventually worked, and Metisa's stress slowed down and finally took time to perform the spells.

“Encouraged! ”

The magician's rule began, the clean white light rose from everyone nearby, and Metisa's broken spiritual wings tended to re-cure in this white light, finally slowing the castration of Silver Dragon Misseril.

“Almost there!” Eko shouted out loud.

The little princess of the Silver Elf was just shivering, and the power of the dragon seemed endless, almost hopeless.

At this time, one hand appeared next to her empty-handed, that hand gently pressed the back of the silver dragon, the whole space seemed slightly shaken, countless silver lines spread out from the contact point between that hand and the back of the silver dragon, these lines staggered each other, slightly sparkled, forming a huge net, Misseril hit this net heavily, at that moment the sharp airflow formed a tsunami, the silver mesh sparkled a dazzling glow, but that was all, everyone was surprised to see this scene - Misseril actually slowly stopped.

The moment Metissa saw that hand, she completely relaxed, as if her whole body was empty, soft, almost on her knees. Until then, one hand held her, and Brando's face appeared in her field of view. The latter glanced coldly into the air before looking down at the little princess to whom she had been summoned.

“Lord...” The little princess of the Silver Elf is so weak that she can barely make a sound.

“Didn't I tell you to leave?” Brando looked at Metisa's wounds with some heartache, but more angry.

“But Miss Roman, she...”

“She's fine.” Brando interrupted her: “Come on, let's get the others out of here first. ”

With a slight glimpse of Metisa, she saw a hamster standing on Brando's shoulder. The hamster had an ordinary appearance, but the smell of the soul was familiar, and she glared at her eyes: "White fog! How did you end up like this? ”

White fog snorted softly and obviously did not hesitate to answer the question.

When she saw the fog, Metissa understood that Roman might have been out of danger, mostly to return a message, and she nodded weakly at Brando with a breath of relief. Brando frowned about Metisa's condition, and he held the little princess down and asked softly, "Can you still stand? ”

Metissa's face was slightly reddish, and the fire in her soul was quite severe, which was almost exhausting, but she nodded softly.

Brando sighed: "Don't be strong. ”

Go ahead, he bent over and held her directly across the princess's knee. Metissa immediately raised her head and smiled at the lord holding her: "Thank you, lord. ”

“You're more generous than Antina.” Brando was surprised.

“After all, I am the commander of the Silver Elves, Lord.” Metisa said that she was beginning to feel very tired, leaning her head gently against the bosom of her lord and sleeping past with her eyes closed.

Brando looked at the elf girl in his arms and sighed. He told Metisa he was going to take the others away. After all, that was just a comforting statement. The battle between the two dragons had completely destroyed Gray Stone Town, and now they had nowhere to hide, hoping that the silver dragon would continue to attract Malthus' attention. Misserille, who lay in a rubble, tried several times to get up from the ground and eventually fell back heavily. Black Dragon Marsus indifferently looked over the entire gray stone town from the middle of the sky, apparently noticing these tiny humans below, who were reluctant to hand themselves, merely indicating that the flying hillbilly dragon beast circled down and surrounded these pathetic worms in his eyes.

When Brando saw this scene, he called it bad luck, and as he thought about his way out, he asked Cooper to gather the nobles of Cruz and let Ike leave first with the wounded, and he turned himself around, pulling out his sword at the same time as Nimacees, facing the dragon beast leaning into the sky.

These dragon beasts are not worried about him, but he knows exactly how proud the dragons are. Though Marsus does not despise his own hands now, he will never let them go. He can imagine how difficult it is to escape under the eyes of an adult dragon, even with his knees.

There was only one way to do it now, and his subconscious eyes turned to the scarred Silver Dragon Misseril.

“Humanity, we need cooperation.” It is at this time that a voice also sounds in the minds of both.

Brando was somewhat surprised to see the other side go together with himself. In his impression, the pride of the dragon would never make them so subdued - with such doubt, he raised his head, just opposite Mithril's gaze in this direction, and the silver dragon's mercury-like eyes flashed a soft glow.

Misserille was covered in blood, and the scales on her back and wings were blurred, and she gasped heavily and said softly, "Malthus will never let you go, man, you buy me some time, and as long as I can fly, I can find a way to lure it away ——”

Buying time? Brando was a little blind, and he looked up at Malsas in the air, and that was a dragon, asking his teacher, Mayfist, perhaps to do it, but he, for one, wasn't enough to plug the other's teeth.

“I don't think I can, my lady.” Brando had to answer honestly.

Misserille shook her head and suddenly said, "No, I think you can do it —— I've seen the same power in one person as you, about a thousand years ago, I saw that man in the Silver Sea, and he was just a young, famous Buga wizard. Do you know who he is now? ”

Of course Brando knows who it is. He is afraid that no one on the Vaughndo continent knows or knows what it is today. He did not expect the dragon lady who met him for the first time to compare that person to herself. He does not know whether this is a compliment.

Above the sky, dragon beasts are flying in this direction.

“I can't buy you time, my lady, it's not a game I can play," Brando shook his head and said, taking a peculiar dial out of his arms: "But I think we do have room for cooperation. ”

“Pass the pointer!” Misserille exclaimed, “I'm sure you didn't make me look wrong--”

Brando glanced at the sky and said, "Now there's another problem, the flowing pointer can only accelerate the creatures or objects I come into contact with, how am I going to get to you without getting that guy's attention, preferably faster, my people can't stop those dragon beasts. ”

“It's simple.” Misserille replied that she moved slightly on the rubble, pulling down her huge wings and covering Brando.

“I can only give you about five minutes to speed up the flow, is that enough, my lady?” Brando calculates, accelerating the presence of a power level like Misserille for five minutes, he has to drop at least two levels, but at this point he has to choose.

Ms. Silver Dragon nodded for a moment: “A little less, but I think it's enough for me to recover. ”

Brando nodded and for a limited amount of time, he stopped talking and put his hands on Misserille's wings and activated the passing pointer.

……

The dragon beasts have been shouting, they are greeted by heavenly statue ghosts, the stone ghosts have launched a near-suicidal attack on these top air forces from underground, the power gap between the two is so great that at the beginning of the contact, the body of the latter imperfect falls almost as if it were raining, Marsus watched with interest, it did not expect these humans to have the means to resist, but it was nothing more than that, it was never concerned that these poor bugs could change the outcome.

Above the battlefield, the Summer Solstice Knight and the White Lion Guard soon joined the battlefield, while at the other end of the battlefield, others were also facing the threat of dragon beasts.

Shanny and Pokémon's dodging provoked the hillbilly dragon beast thoroughly, and the latter made a shocking roar, vibrating his wings to provoke the wind to pounce directly on the two of them, no longer cat catching the mouse's little flame, but opening Mars' messy blood basin and biting the Pokémon in large bites. Pokémon and Shaniqi screamed, hands and feet and climbed to the ground to turn around and run, but their movements could not compare to those of the dragon beast of huge size. The latter yelled angrily, the stench of the mouth blew the two people into a twist. Pokémon was scared and crying. She tripped herself to the ground softly under her feet. She turned around and saw a row of white teeth in the mouth of the dragon beast. She screamed and closed her eyes, lifting a pair of small hands in front of herself.

“Mom, there's a monster eating Pokémon!” Pokémon screamed, suddenly felt a slight heat in his hand, as if a powerful force had come from the front, the reaction force directly blew her off the ground, and flew out more than a dozen meters after the fight, before pounding a face down to the ground.

Pokémon glared up, his face was full of dirt and mud, his face almost turned into a small flower face, his forehead was red, and a tube of nosebleed was bleeding, but she stared round at the front - where a hillbilly dragon beast with a lost head was shaking and crashing, and the part above his neck was like being wiped away by something, leaving only a scorched black hole with corroded flesh, bones and shattered guts, dirty blood sprayed out like lava, sprayed the whole street, and the dragon beast with a lost head walked forward for a few steps, and then burst into the ground.

The motion of the dragon beast falling down was so big that it shook all the elves on the ground for a second.

Pokémon stared at the dragon beast's body and looked at his hand. Finally, his eyes fell on the long gun she had been holding tight, and his mouth could not close. At this time, Shanny finally flew back to the former with her wings fluttering. She was obviously scared too. She had only seen the white light flash before. The huge man was splitting his neck. She did not know what had happened and shouted out loudly: “What happened? What happened just now? What was that?! Damn elf, did you steal the bow of the world again? ”

“No, no!” Pokémon hurriedly argued: “This is it! ”

Both eyes fell on the long gun, the silver gun was slightly different from the previous one, and the top part of the pattern on the gun, Yunxia, was shimmering to a noticeable golden color.

“What is this?” Shanny asked.

“I don't know.” Pokémon shook his head in awkwardness: “But a bad guy just said it was their thing. ”

“Bad guy? ”

“The bad guys who came to get you!” Pokémon said with great indignation.

“I see," Shanny suddenly realized. She spread her wings and flew a circle over the elf's head, answering very excitedly: “This is what they call a magic gun! ”

“Devil's Gun?” Pokémon looks like they haven't heard the name at all.

“I have seen its name in the legend of the Krutz, the gun of the legendary knight Sir Freud, who used it to fight in hell and stained it with the blood of the devil. This gun is a real secondary artifact!” Shanny said with envy, "Pokémon, you're so lucky, how can you use it? ”

“I don't know, I was scared at the time, like this--” She wasn't finished, and the long gun in her hand suddenly buzzed lightly, and the tip of the gun stretched out a fine white line pointing to the street ahead.

They looked up in that direction at the same time.

……

(PS: Moon ticket.)