Leviathan's mountain-like corpse stood on the horizon, reflecting the blood-red sun. Dusk clouds hung low, and a few Crystal Clusters hovered above it, making their last stand.
On the battlefield, the battle was nearing its end. Looking down from the sky, the silver torrent representing the elven army of Quellinar's Holy Silver Valley and the black army of the Undead Moon Empire were divided into four groups, chasing after the remaining purple parts on the black ground from all directions. The Crystal Clusters were torn apart, scattering into the fog in all directions.
In the sky, black warships were entering the battlefield.
Those ghost-like floating warships appeared in the sky like shadows. Space was distorted on a large scale, and in the distortion, these warships turned into solid entities.
"Your Majesty, our fleet has entered the battlefield."
"Hmph."
The supreme one holding the mercury staff coldly snorted, but there wasn't a single trace of emotion in his pitch-black eyes. Everyone, or rather the undead, knew that Lich Dai Lin definitely had ulterior motives.
"Tell Daylin that I came just in time. Tell him to prepare for battle."
Isaac was stunned, and quickly lowered his head, "But Your Majesty, the battle is nearing its end."
The woman turned around and inadvertently glanced at him. This glance made Isaac feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if his thoughts had been completely seen through by the other party. This necromancer trembled in fear and hurriedly lowered his head.
"I-I-I understand, Your Majesty."
"What do you understand, Isaac?"
"I …"
She pointed her snow-white index finger at the battlefield and asked, "Is there only one enemy left for the Undead Moon Empire?"
The queen's tone was casual, but the undead lords looked at each other.
Brando descended from the sky.
The undead's fleet entered the battlefield and dealt the final blow to the Crystal Clusters and the beetles. With the presence of the Goddess of War and the Seven Dragons King, there was no need for him to interfere in the battle in the sky.
When he landed on the ground, he immediately saw Delphine's anxious face. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. He wondered when this woman had become so concerned about him. He knew that her obedience these days was just a disguise, but the look on her face didn't seem to be fake.
However, the first to greet him wasn't the Prime Minister's daughter, but Incirsta.
"Mr. Brando, please leave this place immediately. This is a map of the east side of the Sea of the Dead Moon. You can take the shortest route to Erouine if you follow the map. If that doesn't work, you can go to Lubic and take a boat from Lubic to Erouine. It's much more convenient than Nine Phoenix."
The future star of Madara said to Brando as soon as he saw him. He took out a crystal from his arms. Brando recognized it as a messaging crystal at a glance. Anyone with a little bit of magical ability liked to use this messaging crystal to record messages.
"What's wrong?" Brando was stunned.
"His Majesty the Emperor of Madara may want to harm you, my lord." The Prime Minister's daughter frowned and said, "After the undead's fleet entered the battlefield, the situation has become unfavorable for us. Even if the Silver Elves are on our side, we are still at a disadvantage. Besides, the Silver Elves may not be willing to stand up for us, even if Metisha is their princess."
Brando's heart skipped a beat. He immediately realized that it was possible. He recalled the behavior of this supreme undead in the game. No matter how he looked at it, she was definitely not a merciful or indecisive person.
If she recognized his identity, she might really attack him, even if it was just to make her attack on Erouine more successful.
"How dare she?" Adeline was in disbelief. "The Dragon Queen is still in the sky. Will she sit by and watch the undead betray their allies?"
Delfien shook her head. She did not agree with the naive commander's opinion. "The Seven-Pole Dragon Queen, Fusia, was an ally of the undead in history. Don't forget the relationship between the undead and the Miirnas. Even if we take a step back, with her status, it is unlikely that she will interfere in the affairs of the mortal world. This is completely different from the war with the Crystal."
The Prime Minister's daughter's mind was clear, and she immediately understood the underlying relationship. Brendel also understood that even though he did not know what role the Nameless Ones and Fusia played in this war, it was hard to say if they would intervene in the mortal world's war.
He also wouldn't place his hopes on an illusory possibility.
Incirsta hurriedly nodded. "Mr. Brando, Delfien is right. Her Majesty is determined to get Erouine. She has also heard of your performance in the First War of the Black Roses. Coupled with your previous performance, she may have already given the order to attack you."
"Mr. Brando," he advised earnestly. "You have extraordinary skills. It will not be difficult for you to take Miss Adeline and the others away from here. There is really no need to fight the Imperial fleet. If I'm not wrong, the commanders of the seven legions and their retainers mean that the Empire has at least ten supreme class elites here. No matter how strong you are, after dealing with them, how will you fight the undead army?"
Brando could not help but look at Incirsta with some surprise. "Do you know what you are doing, Mr. Incirsta?"
"Of course I do. But the dark nobles must keep their promises, Mr. Brando. Besides, I don't want to see you clash with the Empire, especially now."
Brando looked up.
"Thank you, Incirsta, but it may be a little too late now."
Incirsta turned his head, and his expression changed slightly. He cursed inwardly because he saw that the Death Moon Empire's fleet in the sky was changing their formation, but it was not a pursuit formation. Instead, it was a beautiful arc battle line.
It was obvious that Lich Daylin, who commanded the fleet, intended to besiege them.
In fact, on the battlefield on the ground, the various undead armies were also rushing back. They quickly gathered from several directions and surrounded Brando and the others in the middle of the battlefield.
"Mr. Brando … Do you want me to talk to Her Majesty? Perhaps she will change her attitude on account of your help to the Empire …"
Incirsta was afraid that Brando would suddenly attack. The scene of Brando blocking the Crystal Cluster Legion alone had left a deep impression in his heart. The Empire might be able to keep him, but they would definitely pay a terrible price.
However, the threat of the Crystal Cluster was far from over. They had won one war, but what about the next?
Incirsta was puzzled. Why couldn't Her Majesty see through this? Come to think of it, the Empire seemed to have some kind of obsession with a small place like Erouine. Although Erouine's strategic position was important, it was not to the point where it was on the same level as the future life and death of the Roman Tuo's Black Rose.
He subconsciously looked at his partner, the vampire Tarkus. He knew that he had always been weak in politics, otherwise he would not have been sent to a place like Rosaleen. His deputy, who was born in an ancient and prominent Blood Clan family in the south, was far more talented in this area than he was.
Tarkus remained silent, only silently shaking his head.
Delfien, who had been frowning, happened to see this scene. The prime minister's daughter seemed to have grasped some clues from it. She narrowed her eyes slightly and a light flashed in her light purple eyes.
"Call me Lord, Incirsta."
Brando looked around and took in the mobilization of the spirits. Everyone around him looked solemn. Adney and her Knight were ready for battle again. The elf ranger Nuquel also took out an arrow, but when he touched the quiver behind him, he could not help but frown. After the previous battle, there were not many arrows left.
The Knights of Ra's Wings were the elites of the Kingdom of Rubik. Adney naturally did not want to lose them in a foreign land, let alone fight for a stranger.
But now, she did not say a word, because in her heart, she had long believed that Brando was the messenger of the sun god Ra.
If he was not the messenger of Ra, how could he have the power of a sage?
Was the so-called sage not a demigod of mortals?
Hearing Brando's words, Incirsta was slightly stunned. He raised his head and looked at Brando in shock, not quite understanding what he meant.
Brando replied, "From now on, you are my retainer."
This was a break.
Incirsta smiled bitterly. He did not expect that the fragile alliance between Erouine and Madara would only last for such a short time on the battlefield. Perhaps this alliance was one-sided in the first place.
The count had helped Madara out of the spirit of an ancient noble, but Her Majesty had never approved of this. The battle had just ended, and she was going to attack Erouine's people.
As a member of the spirits, he could understand the thoughts of the supreme one with the mercury staff, but at this moment, he found it difficult to agree.
"My Lord," he sighed, "I can pledge my loyalty to you. Through the fog to the west, we can reach Somia. Let's break out in that direction."
"You don't want me to clash with the Empire?" Brando understood what he was implying.
"My Lord, you know very well that this war is not just a war between the spirits and the Crystal Cluster. If …"
Brando looked at the army of the undead that was coming from all directions.
At this moment, the sky was getting dark, and the sky in the east was faintly purple. Stars twinkled above the clouds, and under the night sky, the dark army was dancing with the light of countless soul flames.
He replied, "I understand what you said, but you don't quite understand your Majesty's painstaking efforts."
Incirsta was slightly stunned. He raised his head and looked at him, not quite understanding the meaning of this sentence for a moment.
Above the clouds, the undead fleets were still moving about. Fusia was observing everything that was happening on the ground through her golden eyes. Brumanto's Black Rose's actions did not escape her eyes. She snorted coldly and said in a disdainful tone, "That's right.
"Hmph, little girl."
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