Under a wave of bright radiance, Valhalla's main trunk gradually disappeared, turning into scattered pieces of light from bottom to top, all the way until the branches and leaves. In the end, the specks of light dissipated bit by bit, leaving behind only a vast forest and clear winter sky in the empty valley. Amandina stood rooted to the ground for a moment until the wind blew the strands of hair in front of her forehead. She lowered her head and put on her veil. She turned to the two White Lion Knights and said, "Let's return to Firburh."
A Knight opened the door of the carriage for her. Amandina took one last look at the valley where Valhalla was before she entered the carriage and closed the door. Under the escort of the Knights, the carriage slowly moved forward, passing through the familiar forest. Amandina had passed through this path more than once to return to Abies. The quiet forest allowed her to calm down and think, but today the forest was so quiet that it annoyed her.
Just like the unusually cold and cheerless Firs Hill at this moment, the unpredictability of the future, uneasiness and hesitation, lingered in her heart. She only felt helpless when she was alone. When Amandina thought of a terrible possibility, that she would never see Brando again, even her heart tightened. Amandina's face was frighteningly pale, and she was on the verge of tears, but she held the seat tightly and silently prayed that everything would eventually pass, and that Lady Martha would protect that person's safety.
But the violent shaking of the carriage woke her from her thoughts. Amandina suddenly raised her head and heard the whistling of the air being torn apart outside. Arrows were shot at the carriage, and she quickly lowered her head in fear. The Knight shouted outside the carriage, "It's the scum of the Order of Chaos, be careful, protect the carriage!" Then came the sound of weapons clashing. The enemy's silence made Amandina's heart sink. It meant that they were well-prepared, and there was no need to bluff. This was a premeditated ambush. She opened the drawer under the seat and took out a small cane. At this time, the door of the carriage was opened, and a White Lion Knight stood outside.
The situation seemed to be as bad as she had expected. The Knight looked anxious and said, "Miss Amandina, please come with me, we will cover your escape."
Amandina nodded and jumped off the carriage quickly. She looked back and saw a large number of grey robed swordsmen coming out of the forest from another direction. The White Lion Guards were retreating because of the lack of manpower, and there seemed to be crossbowmen in the dark. But before she could see clearly, the knight grabbed her hand and dragged her to the side of the forest. The three of them panicked in the forest and didn't dare to stop for a moment. They climbed up the nearest hill in one go. When they looked back, the forest in the distance had already quieted down.
But this was not necessarily a good thing.
At this time, the two knights in front suddenly stopped and said with surprise, "Miss Jana?" Amandina looked in that direction, panting, and was surprised to see the mercenary leader alone in the forest, looking at them with a smile. The two Knight beside her subconsciously wanted to go up to her, but she had a bad feeling and hurriedly shouted, "Wait, don't go!"
"Miss Amandina, that's not an illusion, we —" One of the Knight turned around to explain, but before he could finish, he groaned and was shocked to see the bloody tip of a sword piercing his chest. The other Knight who walked forward also fell to the ground with his eyes open, his head twisted in the hands of a tall Cultist.
The two Cultists looked back at Jutta, but Jutta did not look at them and replied, "What are you still doing here? Go and get rid of him."
The two Cultists bowed respectfully and left with the corpse.
Jutta came to Amandina's side with a smile. She gently lifted Amandina's delicate white chin with her finger and said, "Long time no see, my dear Miss Amandina. I said I would remember you."
Amandina looked at this person hatefully. The mercenary leader's eyes were obviously a ring of golden flames. Although her expression was frivolous, there was some dullness in the depths of her eyes. She panted slightly and replied, "You have already controlled Miss Jutta three years ago. When you realized that the Sasalds might fail, you had already abandoned them and arranged another chess piece."
"Haha, you guessed right."
"You also let these people in?" Amandina frowned and asked, "But I'm curious, you have been sick for three years, how did you arrange these people to enter Tónigel without me knowing?"
Jutta smiled happily, "I am a Roman, I am the mistress of this place. My dear Amandina, don't you remember this fact?"
"You are not a Roman at all." Amandina replied word by word, "Don't play your tricks in front of me, Twilight Dragon. You are not even a thousandth of the Roman lady. But I understand, you are a merchant. You used the Roman lady to prepare a backup plan for Mr. Brando."
Jutta smiled and patted her face, "You are all right, but it is meaningless."
Amandina struggled. She wanted to say something, but the mercenary leader hit the back of her head hard and she fainted.
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The wind in the Karsuk Highlands carried a faint smell of blood. It was said that it was the smell of the blood of the heroes who had dried up on this land for thousands of years.
Now the wind rose again, and the descendants of the heroes once again picked up the weapons in their hands. But this time the enemies they faced were no longer the undead. The line on the horizon was becoming more and more obvious. It seemed to reflect the sun, revealing a faint purple luster.
The Crystal Cluster Lords stopped in the midst of the crystal creatures and raised their heads to release high-frequency sound waves. This ear-piercing scream was transmitted through the resonating crystal towers on the battlefield. It was like a gust of wind blowing through the sea of purple crystals, and the sea began to ripple.
The shaking of the earth was becoming more and more obvious.
But in front of them, looking down from the sky, the Human Alliance had already formed a formation on the highlands. Behind them was the outer wall of the Golden City Citadel. Behind it was a continuous chain of fortresses that extended across the uneven landscape of the Turtledove Valley. Pieces of silver banners fluttered with the wind on the highlands, extending beyond the horizon.
Following the command, the first row of spearmen had already flattened their spears, and huge tower shields were erected one after another. Pairs of young eyes were hidden behind the large shields. Their brown eyes reflected an uncountable amount of purple light. Their owners were pale faces.
Bunide, the leader of the Highland Knight, looked at this scene and sighed with some regret. He also understood that these young people from all over the Erouine might be full of passion. But passion could not change anything here. These people were just unprepared newbies.
He could only hope that the first blow would not come too suddenly.
He hoped that these young people could hold on.
In the distance, the Highland Knight held the flag in front of the formation and constantly sent back information about the front.
"The Crystal Cluster vanguard has left the main formation and is accelerating. Distance of 1,300 meters!"
"Maintain the formation!"
"Distance of 700 meters, be careful not to let them get close to the city wall and cause damage!"
"Distance of 500 meters, enter the projectile range —"
But when the last command was issued, the Silver Elf Forest Song Blade Legion on the city wall was making the final preparations.
Their commander, an elegant lady — Metisha's descendant — was watching this scene with narrowed eyes. When the sea of Crystal Clusters crossed the clear line on the battlefield, the lady raised her slender eyebrows and raised her hand.
"Elves, my sisters —"
"Everyone carefully check the stability of the gray crystals on the arrows. Every arrow must be enchanted. Remember, pure projectile attacks have no effect on the Crystal Clusters. Don't waste your strength!"
"Herald, report the readings!" At this time, a human Knight took the opportunity to shout.
"Target area 4 to area 7, distance of 700 meters, elevation of 47 meters, wind speed of 40 meters downwind, projectile fire!"
The Silver Elf commander nodded, "Bow —"
Regardless of whether it was the archers of the humans or elves, they all raised the longbows in their hands.
There was a flash of light on the city wall.
Many people turned their heads. But the first thing they saw was not the dense rise of arrows, but the fleet that suddenly appeared in the clouds. The gloomy dark clouds in the sky suddenly separated. A silver fleet descended from the clouds like a silver light spot. When these floating ships just appeared, their left and right sides were already shooting out roaring cannons.
It was like a rain of steel falling from the sky. Countless golden lines connected the sky to the earth. The light of steel and fire plowed through the Crystal Cluster army's attack. In the roar of explosion, the Crystal Cluster vanguard at the front was directly disintegrated and defeated.
The Tónigel people had arrived.
A green light fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the battlefield. Huge roots swept in all directions and fell heavily on the ground. At that moment, tens of thousands of Crystal Clusters turned into ashes. The attacking vanguard was almost completely destroyed. Everyone held their breath and looked up at the giant tree that suddenly appeared on the battlefield. It covered the sky and the sun, verdant like a dream.
"Valhalla," Monica's voice resounded throughout the battlefield, "Arrival!"
The Silver Elf lady also looked up at the scene and then waved her hand vigorously.
"Release!" A faint voice came from the wind.
Buzz —
A dazzling light spot rose against the wind. Those were the enchanted arrows. This storm drew an elegant arc in the sky above the battlefield. Like a rainstorm, it fell into the Crystal Cluster army. In an instant, continuous flashes of light shone on the plateau. The violent explosion tore the weaker Crystal Clusters into pieces. The momentum of the attack was stopped.
But before people could cheer, after the smoke dispersed, the main force of the Crystal Cluster army appeared behind the thick fog — the heavy Crystal Bees. For these heavy Crystal Bees at the back, their numbers were so shocking that the explosion of the gray Crystal Bees did not have any impact at all. The wreckage piled up like a mountain in front was pushed away by the Crystal Bees at the back. They continued to move forward like waves.
With a sharp whistle, these huge monsters had already begun to speed up and crash into the Human Alliance Army. The ground shook violently. A thin layer of smoke could be seen rising from the dry dust a mile away.
The formation of the Alliance Army was subconsciously affected. Some places even began to retreat. This made the commanders very angry.
Bunide also frowned.
In the sky, Manrick gave the order for the second volley with a gloomy face. The magic and artillery roared again. From time to time, flashes of light and fireballs rose from the sea of Crystal Clusters. But it was useless. In the blink of an eye, the Crystal Cluster army and the Human Alliance Army collided heavily. As soon as they came into contact, the Human Alliance Army began to retreat. After a mere ten minutes of battle, the two Acropolis were already exposed to the attack of the Crystal Cluster army.
The Tower Mages also joined the battle.
But they could not stop the power of the Crystal Cluster Lord. A Crystal Cluster that was almost as tall as a small mountain climbed up the city wall. It raised its feet and landed heavily. With a loud bang, one side of the Acropolis' wall collapsed. The purple sea rushed in. The Acropolis was like a piece of driftwood on a turbulent sea. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.
In the direction of Gold City.
A Silver Elf Lord with a face full of hardships looked at this scene expressionlessly.
Behind him, on top of the city wall, the elves were gathering. One by one, silver dragons appeared in the vision of the elves. "Lord Norn." An Elf Knight wearing a pointed silver helmet and silver scale armor came to his side. He bowed respectfully and replied, "The Knights are ready. They can attack at any time."
The Elf nodded, took off his cloak and walked back. He took a golden helmet from his attendant. He put on the helmet and pulled down the metal visor. Only a pair of sharp eyes could be seen. On the helmet, a sculpture of a golden dragon with its wings spread stood with its head held high.
Norn raised his head and said casually, "Gather, Dragon King's Knights!"
A long and melodious sound of a horn was heard.
Countless dragons flew up, covering the sky and covering the earth.
On top of the Acropolis' wall, Freya was looking at the direction of the battlefield for a long time. She saw the silver dragons cutting through the formation of the Crystal Cluster army like sharp blades, especially the commander. He had single-handedly killed the Crystal Cluster Lord that was as big as a mountain, and his personal guards were all extraordinary as well.
The situation on the battlefield began to reverse with the addition of the Dragon King's Knights.
"That's Lord Norn, the legendary hero of the Silver Elves for a thousand years." Allium Japonicum's voice came from behind her. "He also participated in the War of the Holy Saints as a Dragon King's Knight. He used to be Metisha's subordinate."
"I'm thinking," Freya replied softly, "Have they been fighting the Twilight for a thousand years?"
Allium Japonicum nodded. "Maybe."
"That's the Silver Folk. Each of them is so much stronger than us." Freya sighed. "And the dragons. Even they have been defeated by the Twilight. Now that the Twilight Dragon is about to awaken, can we really defeat it?"
"Do you believe in Brando?"
"What about you?" Freya looked at her strangely. Brando had already told them about Allium Japonicum's origin, but compared to Brando's own bizarre experience, it seemed to be nothing. But when she thought of Brando's past memories with this woman, she could not help but be curious. "Allium Japonicum, you should know more about Brando, don't you?"
"I know Sophie." Allium Japonicum smiled. "I smell something wrong."
Freya blushed and touched the ring on her finger subconsciously. "I believe in Brando, but I don't know how much we will have to pay for it …"
Allium Japonicum shook her head and said nothing.
Freya also unbuttoned her cloak and walked down the city wall. "Where are you going?" Allium Japonicum looked at her curiously. Freya turned around and answered seriously, "But no matter what, any price is worth it. The Crystal Cluster's attack has been stopped, now it's our turn to counterattack —"
As if in response to the Silver Elves' horn, the human alliance also sounded a horn. That was the horn for a counterattack.
A group of White Lion Knights appeared in the center of the alliance.
That was the spearhead of the counterattack.
Freya walked in front of everyone in her silver armor. The White Lion's battle robe was draped over her body. She did not ride a horse — the White Lion Guards were the elite walking Knight on this continent. Not to mention, with the combined efforts of Brando, Tamar, Amandina, and the Cloud Giant, the strength of this army had been reborn, and it was even far stronger than in King Erik's era.
The alliance was silent for a moment. Everyone turned around and looked at the Valkyrie of Erouine.
Although she might still be a little inexperienced, she had already made a name for herself in the past battles. Even the female Sword Saint of the Kirrlutz Empire, the head of the Azure Army, was full of praise for her. Now, not only was she a Sword Saint herself, her military accomplishments had far surpassed her teacher's.
In many people's hearts, she was the Erouine's Darius of this era.
Freya did not say much. At this point, there was no need for words. Everyone's heart was surging with excitement and their blood was boiling. Everyone should understand what kind of war this was.
She unsheathed her sword with a clang and pointed the shiny tip of the sword forward.
The White Lion Knights understood their direction.
They attacked forward and broke through the enemy's main formation. Their goal was the Resonant Crystal Tower in the middle of the Crystal Cluster army.
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