Thousands of years later, it is once again a banner, and this time it will rewrite Warndes fate.
“Metisha, come up with our banner and tell the world that this is the battle of the Eruins!”
“victory!”
The knights yelled in unison, descending from the embankment on the edge of the forest.
At this moment the Eruin,
Rubik,
Jiufeng people,
Rosalin,
Even Fang Qi and his men.
Everyone no longer has any other thoughts, but fights and wins. If it fails, it is nothing more than a corpse of horse leather. For these people, death is not worth mentioning.
Everyone is proud.
Fight for honor.
Fight for victory.
The little silver elf princess raised her head and glanced at it. She threw a silver card, which was turned in the air, turned into a beam of light, and went straight into the sky.
Then the clouds separated left and right, and a ray of light fell from the sky, shining on everyones head.
“May I be honored, and then I can honor you and wait!” Metisah shouted, holding a spear, “Yongge reincarnation, lightly on the battlefield, knights, encouragement”
Light-made armor emerged from the body. A stream of light went up against the spears clasped by the knights and turned into a glittering silver flag at the tip of the gun.
Above the banner, the silver crescent and lily are dazzlingly incomparable.
Above the sky.
A golden eye opened slowly, and she looked into the ground. There was a thoughtful look: “Mage Traveler, I did not expect that there is a Mage Traveler in this world.”
“Okay, then the inheritance will not be cut off.”
A beam of lightsabers descended above the clouds and plunged straight into the ground, Bredel taking the lead. Light walks with it. The four-footed hoof he sat on seemed to be stepping on clouds and clouds, flying like flying, and the holy sword Odysseus in his hand pointed forward, reflecting a burning golden line in the sun.
This gold thread is cutting into the gap between the cluster and the unknown.
The rays of light falling from the clouds also followed, plowing into the army of crystal clusters.
“The cavalry !?” The undead lords commanding in the highlands saw the scene clearly, but startled: “Who is that?”
“Look at their banner, they have a banner!”
“That is……”
“Silver Crescent and Lily Banner …”
“What flag is that?”
“Did a certain lord of the South participate in the war?”
They turned back and looked at the woman holding the mercury rod behind her.
But the monarch of the undead did not say a word.
At this moment, the sudden cavalry became the last reserve of the undead, under the command of two people. Just hit the most critical place on the battlefield.
Cavalry prepared, glory inspired
Instaron felt as if he had returned to the age of eighteen. At that time, he was still a human, and he did not transform into what he is now. He still had blood in his heart, and he hoped to give everything for the rising moon.
The reason of the undead gave him an excellent match with Targus, but the enthusiasm in his early years was long gone, and the rise of the empire became a cold and step-by-step process. The reason why the undead have a tendency to self-destruct may be the source. For such conflicting feelings.
No dead are willing to fight alongside the living. Not to mention such a mixed army from the north and the south, the complex feelings sustain their existence, disgusted, calm and have a certain goal, for the new generation of Madara. Only permanence is the advent of some kind of tranquility.
But at the moment.
He seemed to feel his agitated heart and majestic pulsating blood. He looked back at Targus and saw the same color in the others eyes.
How is this going?
Everyones morale was so high that they couldnt help looking at it, Bredel back on horseback. Behind it looks like an invisible halo, which is the wings of light that infect everyone.
Perhaps it was just right to die in this battle.
His second thought was that the little silver elf princess was so keen on the battlefield that she was no less than herself, and they both spotted the weakest point on the battlefield as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, thats not enough.
Bredel looked up and looked at the purple wall that was getting closer.
He retracted the sword, and a golden halo bounced from him, suddenly covering everyone around him.
The knights slammed into one
Instaron issued a harsh scream. Except for Magdale and Delphine, his strength was arguably the weakest in this group. Even if it was Phoenix Fire, the actual combat skills were better than him. Three points up.
He wasnt originally an undead lord in charge.
But even so, he was not afraid of it. The emotions of the undead were indifferent, and he had a very different view of the existence of death.
He screamed, just because of the hysteria in his heart.
“Kill at least one!” He thought.
He also knew very well the strength of these clusters. On this battlefield, the clusters that appeared were much stronger than those strange creatures around Rosalin. Their average strength was above the manifestation of the elements on almost every end.
But even so, he saw a cluster of crystals holding up his sickle-like claws to himself.
The Madaras future star closed his eyes subconsciously, almost already thinking about how to minimize the harm. He did not expect that he could avoid it, and the opponents movement was much faster than him.
And at this moment, he felt a solid touch from the spear in his hand.
“Stabbed!”
The spear seemed to be inserted into the tofu, and the crystal-like armor on the surface of the crystal cluster was lifted without any hindrance and inserted directly into it. The monster screamed and a claw swept at him.
Instarons eyes widened, watching the claw hit his chest heavily. Then twisted, deformed, shattered, and turned into countless scattered pieces of crystal. Scattered and flew out.
“This……”
“Aura of conflict!” Blake whispered, “Master of aura of such a high level of conflict, Master is a Templar Master!”
Instaron was stunned, he rushed so straight forward, still thinking in his heart: Isnt he a swordsman?
Bredel and his knight were like a hammer and slammed into the purple ocean. All the clusters that dared to stop them turned into powder in the first place.
The knights who were originally on the side of truth, plus the blessing of cavalry preparation, inspiration and aura of conflict, have now turned into an unstoppable blade, opening a path from the swarm of crystals.
“Metisha!” Bredel suddenly grasped the stables and made a turn, facing the cluster of crystals that rushed at them. He stretched out the holy sword Odysseus and swept forward, a golden Jian Guang flew forward.
The golden line stretched to the battlefield hundreds of feet long in a flash, where it passed. The crystal clusters were stopped and truncated, and they passed backwards as many as seven or eight layers. The crystal clusters in front were short, as if the sickle swept through the stubble.
Meditha understood, she understood that Lord Lord was trying to gain time for herself, pointed a spear into the sky, and shouted, “Heaven is armed!”
Thousands of silver lines descended from the sky.
Each cluster is connected to a cluster of crystals on the ground.
Medisa stroked the pike from top to bottom.
Countless beams of light dangled from above the clouds along this silver line, and the flames burned from above the head. The crystal clusters had no resistance at all and had turned into flying ash.
The front was suddenly empty.
The undead lords have been watching for a long time. Faenzan? When did they come here? But the bottom-level lords were in a daze, and the high-level lords above didnt delay for a moment, because the sudden cavalry cut into the gap between Madaras undead and the army of crystal clusters, and immediately made the opponents offensive as One day.