The Twinkling Tree was a precious tree in the south of Saint-ausol. Its seed was rich in light element magic, and after being processed by a special method, as long as it was shaken, it would burst out a dazzling light like the sun, temporarily blinding people.
The young man called Efe behind Delfien watched as the little elf threw the round object at him. He quickly closed his eyes and screamed to the others, "Quickly close your eyes!" The Twinkling Tree Seed drew a beautiful arc and fell at the feet of the Prime Minister's daughter, rolling forward. The others didn't have time to react, and their eyes were still fixed on the round object. They saw it hit the wall and stopped. A crack appeared in the wall, and a pure white light shot out from it.
It was at this time that a figure flashed in the corridor. A woman's slender hand reached out to the Twinkling Tree Seed and grabbed it in the palm of her hand. This hand seemed to have some kind of invisible magic that could bind the surging light together. The bursting light seemed to have hit an invisible barrier and was reflected back. The dazzling light flashed slightly, and then became gentle. All the light seemed to have gathered into a warm ball of light, and was firmly controlled by this hand within a very small range.
Everyone stared at the scene with their mouths agape.
Efe was the only one who closed his eyes. He didn't hear any sound for a long time, so he couldn't help but open half of his eyes. He saw this strange scene — a woman with silver hair, wearing a white robe, and holding a ball of light in her hand, was standing in the middle of the corridor. The ball of light floated in the air, and the light above reflected the cold expression on this woman's face. She was very tall, even taller than many human males. Her pair of eyes seemed to be made of pure silver, shining brightly. The light of the ball of light was slowly dissipating in her hand. Before returning to darkness, this woman turned her head and fiercely glared at the little elf.
The little elf was not afraid of anything, but this glare made her heart beat like a drum. She was full of grievances, and in the end, she pouted her little mouth with tears in her eyes.
"If you don't want to die, quickly leave this place." The woman in the white robe coldly looked around at everyone and opened her mouth. Her voice was somewhat hoarse and deep.
"Who are you?" Delfien asked cautiously. "May I ask what is the meaning of this?"
The sudden appearance of this woman shocked everyone present. To be able to restrain the blossoming light in the palm of her hand, how powerful was her control over the light element? If the previous scene was an illusion, then at this moment, the ball of light in her palm was transforming into specks of light that dissipated into the darkness. Just this ability alone was enough to make everyone present unable to resist.
The white-robed woman glanced at the ceiling and shook her head anxiously. She seemed to be suppressing something as she said, "Idiots, leave quickly. I don't have time to explain it to you!"
Delfien still wanted to say something, but she suddenly felt as if her heart had been pricked by a needle, causing her to involuntarily take a step back. She raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her in surprise.
A sense of helplessness and fear rose in everyone's hearts at that moment.
The two bodyguards of the prime minister's daughter fell to the ground with a thump and shouted, "Madam, are you going to kill us?!"
But at this time, the only one who was not affected, Xianni suddenly flew up and grabbed the cloak by the back of the elf's neck and pulled her back with all her might. At the same time, she screamed, "Little elf, run! She's a dragon!"
Everyone could see that the woman's eyes gradually turned into a flowing mercury-like color, and slender silver scales gradually appeared on her forehead.
"Dong —"
The wooden house seemed to have been hit by a violent gust of wind, and suddenly, the whole house shook.
Outside of Roves' compass, the envoys hiding on both sides of the street could see even more clearly. A huge monster was descending from the sky, flapping its shadowy wings. Every time it flapped its wings, the wind was like a storm, sweeping across the sky above Graystone Town. The temperature rose steadily, and the turbulence formed by the air carried scattered sparks. Once the sparks landed on the roof, they would rise into a raging inferno.
Everyone felt as if a distant scream rose in their hearts. This scream came from the distant darkness, piercing straight into the depths of their souls. Everyone's hearts contracted due to excessive nervousness, and blood flowed from all parts of their bodies. Their vision gradually turned pitch-black from all sides to the center. They opened their mouths wide like fish out of water, and the weaker ones directly fainted.
Kiara only pressed on her chest, and a flush of color surged on her pale face. She stared at this scene closely, as if afraid that she would miss a single detail.
It was a huge dragon descending from the clouds. It flapped its wings and hovered above Graystone Town. Its pitch-black eyes were like a pair of dull graphite balls, looking down at the world with indifference. It coldly stared at the city, but it gave people the illusion that this pair of terrifying eyes was looking down at them from above. This huge monster was almost half the size of the town, and the flowing flames under its wings were like a cloud of fire. The turbulence carried specks of golden light, and after the fragmented light descended, the entire area was plunged into a sea of fire.
The streets were burning, creaking and groaning.
"Metisha, are we going to die?"
"Metisha, Metisha, is it coming to eat us?"
"Metisha, will Brando come to save us?"
"Will Brando be eaten too?"
"Forget it, the Roman doesn't need Brando to save us! Brando, run! Run as far as you can! "
Romaine was scared out of her wits, and Metisha bit her lower lip as she stared at this scene. Beside her, Nasha had already fainted, Yenid was hugging herself in tears, and Dilferi was hiding in the embrace of her cowgirl Knight. Eke was trembling as she unsheathed her sword, and Marjory was guarding the Duke's daughter. Out of everyone, only the Nun Princess Magadal was unaffected, and even she felt that it was a little strange.
The Silver Elf Princess was like a taut bowstring, ready to fight to the death at any time, but at this moment, she let out a soft gasp.
Another aura was rising from Roves' compass. It was weak at first, like a candle in the wind, but it grew rapidly, and in an instant, it was able to match the aura descending from the sky. From bottom to top, it actually pushed back the aura of the Black Dragon that occupied the sky.
"I didn't expect you to be hiding here, Mithril." In mid-air, a thunderous voice rumbled, with contempt and a hint of mockery, like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Obsidian!" An angry voice resounded throughout Graystone Town. The source of the voice came from Roves' compass, the small wooden house that was drifting in the wind.
The wooden house seemed to be under an unimaginable pressure, and it was creaking. Its wooden walls, floor, door, and windows were all trembling, as if it would fall apart at any time. The aura of the white-robed woman was exploding uncontrollably. She looked at the others with pity, and tried her best to suppress the violent energy in her body. With difficulty, she reminded them, "Run for your lives …!"
The last syllable of her sentence turned into a distant roar.
She stretched her neck and let out a long roar. Silver wings grew out from her back, and her limbs turned into sharp claws covered with fine and solid scales. Her white robe was torn apart inch by inch, revealing the body of a dragon. A tail also grew out from between her legs. When she turned her head again, she had completely taken the form of a dragon. Under everyone's horrified gaze, this silver dragon was rapidly growing. It broke through the corridor, the roof of the wooden house, and stepped on the floor. Everyone in the corridor slid down with the collapsed floor. Delfien screamed and fell down the stairs. The little elf dizzily fell forward and hit her forehead on the door frame. "Ouch!" She flailed her arms and legs in an attempt to grab hold of something, and ended up grabbing hold of Sidney's tail and dragging her down, screaming. Effie, Solinz, and two of Delphine's guards were all grasping at the nearest obstacle, but to no avail.
After a sharp groan, Roves' compass was completely torn apart. Bricks and planks, dust and pillars all broke and collapsed, turning into dust and debris. In an instant, the place was turned into ruins.
Above the ruins, a gigantic and elegant creature was spreading its wings. The dust and tiles on its wings fell to the ground like rain. Roman and Kiara looked up in a daze at the pair of wings that blotted out the sky as it rose higher and higher. When the silver curtain was fully spread out, it almost covered a few streets nearby. Both of their mouths were slightly agape. The silver dragon had become incomparably huge, occupying a few streets. Its silver body shone under the moonlight, and its scales seemed to be enveloped by a sacred and inviolable halo. She raised her head and looked at the black dragon in the sky with her mercury-like eyes.
"Obsidian, I'll ask you one more time. Why did you break your oath and leave Jorgendy Ridge?" The woman's cold voice echoed in the sky above Graystone Town. It even crossed the valley and spread in all directions, spreading to the nearby hills.
One or two miles away, in the center of the old city, Brando witnessed everything more clearly. He saw the shadow in the sky return and descend over Graystone Town. An aura that was comparable to the shadow rose from the city. In an instant, a silver dragon appeared out of thin air a few streets away and confronted the shadow. Jutta and Tia were speechless. Sir Cooper was walking out of the temple with Earl Alcorn, who was covered in wounds. When he saw the scene, he was so scared that his legs went weak and he knelt down.
"Oh, Martha, what's going on?!" Cooper screamed.
Brando did not know what was going on. What was going on in Graystone Town?
"Metisha, answer me quickly!" He shouted nervously through the spiritual link.
…
"My Lord …" Metisha replied with some difficulty.
"Where are you?" Brando asked nervously.
"I'm here … You should have seen it. I'm right here …" Metisha glanced at the scenery outside that mortals might not see once in their lives.
Brando was silent for a moment. "Are you all okay?"
"Fortunately, the target of the two dragons should be each other. We hid well and did not attract their attention for the time being."
"Is it Brando?" Brando could sense the Roman voice in Metisha's senses. The Silver Elf Princess waved her hand at her, motioning her not to make a sound.
Metisha's words made Brando feel a little relieved. He thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have any way to enter the secret passage now?"
"I'm afraid it will be very difficult," Medissa replied: "That Silver Dragon is on Roves' compass, but it's already turned into ruins. It's hard to say if we can find the entrance to the secret passage. I can only wait for them to fight before I can confirm it."
"Is it dangerous?"
"It's fine. Don't worry, my Lord, I'll protect myself."
"If there's any danger, find a way to return to the portal."
"I know."
"Wait for me, I'll be right there." Brando picked up the trembling Cooper. "Come with me, take me to Roves' compass."
Sir Cooper was so scared that his legs turned to jelly. He struggled desperately and said, "My Lord, you're crazy!"
"I'm not crazy. Maynild, take Earl Alcorn, Jutta, and Felaern with you. Keep an eye on that rat. I have something to ask it. Mr. Walton, you can tell the nobles in the tomb that the plan has changed. We have to carry out plan B. They can leave or stay, but I won't send them out of the city."
He paused for a moment. "This sentence applies to you too."
Walton looked at Cooper who was in Brando's hand and shook his head helplessly.
"Do we have a plan B?" The Nightsong Tiger asked in confusion.
"Now we do." Brando replied.
… …
"My Lord —" Metisha helplessly realized that Brando had unilaterally cut off the telepathic connection. She sighed and felt slightly moved.
"Obsidian, I haven't heard this name for a long time. I used to regret losing it." At this moment, the voice in the sky was still thundering. "But Mithril, it's a pity that it's not now. You were so arrogant in Samilian, but now? You're like a stray dog. You shouldn't have appeared. Only death awaits you. "
"Obsidian, it's you who deserve to die. Have you forgotten the sacred agreement? How dare you participate in the war of the mortal world? The three of you are crazy. You've made one mistake after another. Only the harshest punishment awaits you." The silver dragon proudly raised its head and replied coldly.
"Punishment?" Malthus sneered. "Who will carry it out? The Ancients thought that they could avoid the disaster by living in seclusion. How sad and ridiculous."
"Me!"
"You?" There was a hint of mockery in Malthus's voice. "Have you fully recovered, Mithril?"
Mithril let out a roar and spread her silver wings. The earth trembled slightly as she shot into the sky like an arrow, heading straight for Malthus. The wind pressure produced by the dragon's wings created a terrible storm in half of the town. Everyone in the vicinity was blown away. Rows of houses groaned in the wind. The slightly older buildings were almost uprooted. The loose walls and roofs disintegrated into countless fragments like butterflies in the storm.
The two dragons collided in mid-air. At that moment, the whole sky seemed to be shining with the brilliance of the Lines of Law. Half of the night sky was densely covered with golden flame patterns, and the other half flashed with layers of overlapping pale silver networks. The two completely different scenes completely enveloped the entire Graystone Town and spread in all directions. With the two dragons as the epicenter, there seemed to be a moment of delay before a shockwave swept across the entire town.
At that moment, Graystone Town seemed to have suffered a terrible earthquake. The buildings on both sides of the street collapsed layer by layer like dominoes. Roman was lifted up by the sudden shockwave with a 'boom' sound, heavily slamming into Chiyara who was behind him. The two of them rolled out together and then lost consciousness. Metisha's Law of Psionic Power automatically took effect at the moment of impact, interweaving a gray net of light. But it was useless. She was also pushed into a collapsed house with a groan. The nobles were even more chaotic. Because they did not have Elemental Power, they were much less affected by the counterattack. However, they were still thrown from side to side. Many of them were even blown out of the windows and landed heavily on the street outside.
At the center of the impact, Roves' compass was even more unlucky. The bread shop, which was already in ruins, was blown into the sky by the airflow. The people buried below were immediately dug out by the cyclone and thrown in all directions. Xianni almost screamed as she pulled the elf's cloak out of the cyclone. Delfien crashed into the wall of a building on the opposite side. Fortunately, it was a wooden wall. The prime minister's daughter crashed into it with a crack and was lucky not to become a large meat patty. However, her two guards were not so lucky. One of them was thrown dozens of meters away and landed heavily on the ground. The other's head was cut in half by a tile and became a corpse before it fell to the ground.
Solinz grabbed onto a pillar at the critical moment to avoid the tragedy of being sent to the sky. The young man called Efe was slightly less lucky and fell directly from the second floor of a nearby house.
Only one of them was the luckiest. The dwarf, Boris Anvil, roared, "Who woke me up in the middle of the night?!" Then, with a splash, he fell into a nearby tributary of the Milky Way and bubbled a few times.
The clouds in the sky rolled back layer by layer, forming a huge hole in the sky. Endless starlight poured down from the hole.
The whole city was covered in snow-silver.
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