At about three o 'clock in the afternoon, the haze in the sky that was swept away by the teleportation of Valhalla finally closed again. The brief sunny weather on both sides of the Parise Valley disappeared, and snow began to fall from the sky again.
The two large fleets of Sarsard and Trentheim that had gathered together slowly advanced northward, but in less than half an hour, they split up again. The remnants of the Crystal Cluster Army and the beetles in the sky began to flee in all directions, while the fleets also split into dozens of separate sub-fleets to give chase.
Such a scene appeared in the lead-gray sky. Against the background of the rising smoke on the horizon, the scattered fleets in the sky spread out into a huge fan shape like scattered sharks, like a giant hand covering the entire Parise Plain.
Flashes of light flashed in the sky from time to time, and occasionally continuous roars came from the north, but the explosions were getting farther and farther away, and gradually became inaudible on both sides of the Olde River.
The defeated northern nobles on the ground were not attacked from the sky, but after the battle on the ground was over, under Brando's orders, Tónigel's forces on the ground had begun to gather and take captives.
Although these nobles' private armies were no longer the main opponents of Abies in this war, Brando could not let these people roam freely in the south.
An unrestrained army sometimes caused more damage than bandits. Erouine's southern border had just recovered from a few wars, and could not suffer another disaster because of his negligence.
Fortunately, most people had lost the will to resist, or even collapsed. These people were almost defenseless against the Tónigel's incorporation. Even if there were a few stubborn ones, the Subterrane Dwellers who joined the battle were enough to quickly crush all resistance.
After Brando gave the order, he flew back to the sky and looked at the Parise Plain after the battle. This terrible battle had almost turned the entire battlefield into scorched earth, and wherever the Crystal Army passed, strong traces of chaos magic were left behind. The battlefield was covered with blue to purple crystal clusters, which were the manifestation of chaos magic in the material world. These remnants would continue to pollute the land for the next ten years, decaying the vegetation and causing a disease called Crystallization Disease.
In addition to these unnatural distortions of magic, the scorched earth was the result of the destructive firepower of the two large fleets. It was inevitable to face such losses in a war in the human's homeland, but for survival and victory, this was an inevitable choice.
The black and red land, the contamination of crystals near and far, and the wreckage of a few floating battleships in the distance. The once beautiful Parise Plain had disappeared, leaving behind an ugly and twisted scar. Perhaps this scar in the north of Tónigel would not heal for the next ten years, until the contamination of the crystals disappeared, and the land was covered by green vegetation.
Brando sighed, but he knew in his heart that this was just the beginning. The Twilight War was inevitable, and no one knew what kind of future awaited this world.
All he could do was to do everything possible to prevent the tragedy of the Stagnation Realm from repeating on this land.
Fortunately, there was still hope.
He looked at the ruins of Macsen City, searching for something. At the same time, he contacted Monica through the magic network of the World Tree that covered both sides of the Olde River.
Lady Light Spirit's voice was distorted in the magic network. "My Lord, there's good news. I just asked the survivors from Macsen, and they said that Lady Maynild and 'Red Copper Dragon' Leto were fine before we launched the counterattack. However, they joined us in launching a counterattack against the noble army of Duke Grinoires. There's no follow-up news for now." Lady Light Spirit's voice was a little distorted in the magic network, and she said in a sharp voice, "My Lord, there's good news.
Brendel was slightly relieved. Although he had a hunch that this would happen, he noticed that the defenses of Macsen Hill had not been completely destroyed when he first arrived. This meant that there were still people in the city organizing the defense. It was either Bai Jia or the Red Copper Dragon Leto.
"There's another piece of news, Sir Overlord." Monica spoke up again.
"Hmm?"
"… Well, there is someone here who wants to see you. She said she is an acquaintance of yours."
"An acquaintance of mine?" Brando was stunned. There were many people in Tónigel that he was acquainted with, but there were not many of them that Monica did not know. From the Light Spirit's words, it was obvious that this was an acquaintance that she had never seen before. "Where are you?"
"We are in the ruins of Macsen City. Can you see us?"
"I see you." In fact, Brando had already seen the Light Spirit and the 'lady' standing beside her. He could not help but be slightly startled.
"Lady Irene?"
Brando slowly descended from the sky. He was pleasantly surprised to see the deer demon standing beside Monica. It was Irene, who had fought side by side with him in Kelsie's mausoleum. However, she looked even weaker than before. The crystallization disease had spread to her entire right arm and back. The combination of the purple crystal and the tissue of her body looked a little terrifying.
However, Irene did not seem to have been defeated by the crystallization disease. When she saw Brando, her face showed a familiar smile. "Little guy, we meet again."
Monica looked at the deer-bodied Banshee and then at Brendel. She blinked her eyes and felt like she had missed something.
"Can you leave Sir Kelsie's mausoleum?" Brando asked, a little surprised.
Irene shook her head. "No, I left Sir Kelsie's mausoleum for the same thing. I felt the aura of the Twilight Dragon behind those people. You know — it is my master's old rival."
Brando certainly understood the grievances between the Darkness Dragon and the Planeswalkers of that generation and the Twilight Dragon. He nodded and said, "They are the Saasaldians. The Grey Mages of the Bugas have chosen to side with the Twilight Dragon."
"I know them, little guy," Irene replied, to Brando's surprise. "I came to the surface to remind you that there is something strange about these people."
"Something strange?" Brendel was taken aback and looked at her strangely. He did not quite understand what she meant by 'strange'.
"Little guy, you may not know, but before the war began, these Saasaldian Grey Mages were looking for something in the whole of Tónigel."
"Ah," Monica seemed to have reacted when she heard this. She quickly said loudly, "I remember now. Those annoying little rats still sneaked into our fortress, but it seems that Sir Babu has already subdued them. Do you want to see them, Sir Overlord?"
"I don't think they will tell you the answer."
Helene shook her head. "I've secretly captured quite a few of them. These wizards don't even know what they're looking for. They're only looking for the mana gathering point beneath Trentheim. I think what they're looking for is related to the seal I'm guarding."
Brando frowned. "Madam Irene, what is the seal that Sir Kelsie and the Witch Empress are guarding?"
"I don't know." Irene shook her head. "Perhaps it is something important, but my master has never revealed any information to me or that dull pendulum."
Brendel only shrugged when he heard that.
Irene's words made him think of something, but all in all, the clues were still a mess. He knew that a thousand years ago, Odin and the Flame King had started to set things up in Erouine. Martha and the Twilight Dragon had also set their sights on this place. In short, this small kingdom was now a mess.
Perhaps there was something important under Tónigel. Perhaps it was the long-lost Holy Sword of Light of the Seven Sacred Swords. He might find out the truth sooner or later, but he really did not have the time to think about this problem now.
At least for now, the Twilight Dragon's claw had been slapped back. Before it recovered, Tónigel was still safe for the time being. He just had to guard against the infiltration of the Saasaldian Wizards. However, Brando had enough reason to believe that these annoying Gray Wizards would not have the leisure to do anything else soon.
He raised his head and looked at the gray sky.
"I owe you another favor, Madam Irene."
Of course, Brando could see that this place had experienced a great battle. The stone statues of the noble army and the crisscrossing vines on top of the ruins explained everything.
This was a strategic route to Fort Mintel. If Irene had not blocked the Duke of Grinoires's army here, with the little forces of Allium Japonicum and the Retto, they would not have been able to wait until Fort Valhalla came to support them.
Sometimes, Brando had to admit that fate was indeed full of all kinds of coincidences.
If it had not been for the chance encounter in the underground tomb, he would not have been able to rely on the Paradise of Adversity deck to defeat William, let alone the Cruz Empire and the Holy Cathedral of Fire.
Today, if it had not been for this Deer-Bodied Banshee, he might have had to face the tragedy of history repeating itself in the land of Erouine.
The Deer-Bodied Banshee showed a very chic smile on her face: "Then you have to remember the favor you owe me. How do you plan to repay me? Don't forget that you are my little lover."
"Little lover?" Monica turned her little head curiously at the side, and her eyes couldn't help but widen.
Brando coughed a little awkwardly. He recalled the absurd scene that happened in the tomb and said with some embarrassment: "Madam Irene, do you still remember my promise? I think I have found a way to solve it."
Irene was slightly startled, but then her eyes lit up: "Is what you said true, little guy?"
She was so excited that her voice trembled a little.
Although she had experienced a life that was far longer than a human's, living in the darkness with her companions for thousands of years, such an experience made her see life and death lightly.
However, if they could continue to live, no one would choose to die, right?
Even if Irene knew that Brando would not joke with her about this kind of thing, when it came to it, she could not help but feel dizzy in disbelief.
"You, you really did it, little guy?"
"Of course it's true." Seeing the Deer-Bodied Banshee so excited, Brando could not help but feel happy for her. If there were some aftereffects of using the Spring of Life to purify the Crystallization Disease, there would be no problem at all with the more powerful Dragon Blood Pool.
"I really did not misjudge you, little guy …" Irene's voice trembled a little. She raised her hand, held Brando's face, and murmured: "Thank you, my little lover."
If it was any other time, having his face held by a lady who was almost two heads taller than him, Brando might feel a little embarrassed. However, he could completely understand the sincere feelings in Irene's heart. Although she kept saying that Brando was her little lover, this kind of feeling was not so much the attraction between the opposite sex, but a kind of silent affection between close relatives.
It was just like the relationship between siblings.
After a while, Irene calmed down, a trace of shyness flashed in her green eyes. Probably because she felt embarrassed for losing her composure, she grabbed Brando's hand and said: "Thank you, little guy. You have done so much for me, I also want to do something for you."
"What …?"
"Aren't you looking for your other little lover? I know where she is. Come, come on my back, I will bring you to see her."
Brando was caught off guard and hurriedly rejected: "Madam Irene, I can keep up with you. As for the second request … Forget it."
However, Elaine revealed a somewhat angry expression. "Little fellow, you saved my life. Don't tell me that I can't even repay you with such a small favor? Yes, our race hates it the most when others treat them as mounts, but if it is my dearest little brother and lover, of course there is an exception — "
Saying that, she even winked at Brando.
"Ah," Miss Light Spirit quickly shook her head and said loudly: "Monica did not see anything!"
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