The middle-aged Knight paused. "Lord Adonis, you don't understand me …"
"I don't understand?" Adonis chuckled, looking like an old man with no self-respect, but the words he said made it hard for others to laugh. "We fell into a trap together, ran away together with our tails between our legs, and relied on the sacrifice of our companions to save ourselves. What else do I not understand? Aude, you're already a middle-aged man, and I'm old. This shouldn't be a problem for us. If you can't even bear this much, you've lived in vain. In my opinion, it's Amij who has it the hardest. Such a young commander, tsk tsk … He's also beautiful, powerful, and deeply trusted by His Holiness and Lord Jeddes. Who knows how many young women have fallen for him … "
"Correction, it's a young girl." Amij said, "I don't have the same interests as you. Please don't force what you like on me."
Adonis pretended not to hear and continued, "Such an idol, such a hero, also ran away with us like a dog. Aude, Amij is under much more pressure than you and me. You … should relax a little."
"Do you have to use that as an analogy?" Amij looked helpless. "But … it's because I'm young that I don't want to die. It's normal. You're so old … and you still ran away with us. It's really not easy. Even if you escape, how many years can you live? If I were you, I'd rather die in Moonlight City. At least I can preserve my reputation. "
"Little bastard!" Adonis glared. "How dare you curse me and say that I won't live for many years?!"
"Both of you, be quiet." Aude smiled bitterly. "If this goes on, what part of us are Knights of Light?"
"Aude, Aude, it seems that teaching you to relax is as difficult as teaching an orc to appreciate beautiful women. Forget it, I give up." Adonis shook his head. "Amij, you really don't trust that Prudence?"
"I don't."
"Why?"
"No reason."
"There has to be a reason, right?" Adonis tugged at his sparse beard.
"Because … he's taller than me, stronger than me, and more handsome than me."
"If that's the case, it is indeed unforgivable!" Adonis nodded vigorously.
Oder couldn't help but clench his fists. He had been in a bad mood all this time. Of course, the fiasco in Moonlight City was one of the reasons, but it was also related to the two guys in front of him. He was determined to find Jeddes and find a way to restore the prestige of the Curia, but Adonis and Amijay talked nonsense all day long, which annoyed him to no end.
"Amijay, you're not suspecting Prudence just because of this, are you?" He knew it was stupid to ask, because what Amijay said was definitely not the real reason, but there was no other way. He had to get to the bottom of this.
"Prudence is too perfect. Perfect temperament, perfect demeanor, perfect conversation style, and perfect story. That alone is enough to make people suspicious." Seeing Odo's impatience, Amij said in a low voice, "Even gods have flaws, let alone an elf! Only God knows how much effort Prudence put into pretending to be perfect. Also, why did he deliberately disguise himself? "
"You're finished!" Adonis gloated. "You dare to blaspheme against God?! I'll send you to the Supreme Court tomorrow! "
"Sure, but who are you going to send to judge me?"
"Both of you!!" Oder could no longer control his emotions and shouted. His voice was a little too loud, and the nearby mages and warriors all turned to look at them.
A hint of disappointment appeared in Adonis' eyes. He was no longer smiling, but without the disguise, an indescribable weariness quickly appeared at the corners of his eyes and brows, seeping into his body. His back, which was already slightly crooked, became even more hunched. "Actually … Prudence's story is not perfect."
"Oh?" Amijay was stunned. "You mean …"
"Remember how our little Louise, Panven, and Blanche described Raphael?"
"I remember," Amijay said. "Panven said that Raphael was an unfathomable person, and Louise and Blanche also said that Raphael was very powerful."
"It's more than powerful." Adonis' old eyes narrowed into slits. "The Dragon Knight Fo Neng and the Golden Dragon Ferragon went after little Louise and Panven. After killing the green dragon, Fo Neng encountered Raphael. Raphael did not fight Fo Neng and quickly retreated, but before he left, he activated a strange magic circle. The Dragon Knight Fo Neng and the Golden Dragon Ferragon were trapped for more than three hours. Do you know what that magic circle was made of?"
"What?"
"There were no runes, only eight very ordinary small mirrors, and one of them was broken by Fo Neng."
"Impossible! How can it be called a magic circle without runes? "Oder exclaimed.
"That's the truth," Adonis said softly. Adonis said softly, "I asked Fo Neng what it felt like. Fo Neng told me that in his vision, the sky disappeared, the earth disappeared, and there were distorted rays of light everywhere. He couldn't see anything except the rays of light. He could only fly forward with all his might, but he couldn't fly out no matter how hard he tried. There was a period of time when he felt despair."
"That magic circle was that scary?"
"It was not scary at all." Adonis shook his head. "The key to the magic circle was the nine small mirrors. Release any combat aura attack, and as long as any small mirror was destroyed, the illusory world formed by the magic circle would immediately disappear. That was what Fo Neng thought. But … the question is, have you ever heard of such a magic circle before? "
"No!"
"A magic circle released in a hurry could trap the Dragon Knight Fo Neng and a Golden Dragon. Such a mage cannot be described as' powerful, '" Adonis said slowly. "Also, why did Lord Jeddes only ask Raphael to warn us? Why didn't he ask anyone else?"
"Because … Lord Jeddes learned about Raphael's strength through some opportunity?" Amij asked.
"Why would Lord Jeddes place his hopes on a piece of trash? Isn't that right? Of course he had to choose the most suitable one, "Adonis said. "And I think that Raphael has been holding back most of his combat power from the beginning to the end."
"Why? Didn't he already accept Lord Jeddes's request? "
"He accepted the request to warn us, not help us, so there was no need for him to clash with Nicola's lackeys," Adonis said. "And he is a lord with his own territory and people. It is already good enough that he is willing to spend time and energy to help Lord Jeddes. Don't force your expectations on others."
"But … what does this have to do with Prudence?" Aude asked.
"Raphael's strength is so terrifying, and he has gained Lord Jeddes' favor, haha …" Adonis laughed. "You have seen that Dismark. How could he defeat Raphael and force Raphael and Lord Jeddes to hide in the Abyss?"
"No, even if Prudence wants to lie to us … why? What does he want? Also, Blanche wouldn't lie to us, right? "
"Don't forget, Blanche is an elf," Amij continued.
"And don't forget, without the help of Blanche and the other elves, would we have been able to escape?!"
"Without us, those elves would have been killed long ago!"
"Don't argue, this is a mess," Adonis said. "I also believe that Blanche wouldn't lie to us, but … who can guarantee that Prudence would tell her the truth?"
Aude frowned and thought hard.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Amij smiled bitterly. "Is this why you had to bring the priests out?"
"Yes, I always felt that … it was much safer inside than outside." At this point, Adonis' voice became much softer. "The holy crystals are in our hands, and so is the hope of the Vatican. We can't be careless! We have already trusted Nicola wrongly, and we can't make the same mistake again! "
Speaking of the holy crystals, Amij and Aude's expressions changed. Their eyes were full of fanaticism and determination, and their bodies were straight. A powerful aura spread out from their bodies.
"Well, don't be so arrogant anymore, or you'll scare them." Adonis looked into the distance. "Look, our perfect Prudence is about to perform again."
The Tree Demons had not entered the attack range of the Magic Crystal Cannons, and the Silver Pegasus Legion was still waiting for orders in the rear. A unicorn and a Knight in a green cloak broke into the battlefield alone.
The unicorn was far taller than a warhorse. Its entire body was snow-white, and its pure fur fluttered in the wind. As its four hooves moved, there were faintly discernible arcs of electricity flickering around its body, giving it an incomparably majestic appearance.
The Magic Legion of the Holy Crown City was not just for decoration, and the Holy Crown City was a very rich city. Dismark had built a relatively complete Magic Academy a long time ago, and it had cultivated a large number of talents. Every time there was a war, all the teachers and students in the academy would join the Magic Legion, increasing its combat effectiveness.
Several magicians had already cast spells on Prudence, and the unicorn suddenly sped up and began to gallop forward along the city wall.
Because of the distance, except for Lightning, it was difficult to accurately hit Prudence with Fireball, Wind Blade, Meteorite, and other magic spells. However, it was a pity that Prudence was here to show his power. As a twelfth-grade powerhouse, he would not care about low-level magic at all.
Finally, the curtain was pulled open, and the city had become a stage. It was Prudence's stage, and also the stage of magic.
The ground under the unicorn's hooves sometimes turned into a pool of water, sometimes into a swamp, sometimes into a circle of swirling quicksand, and sometimes into a huge spider web. But none of these could stop the unicorn. Occasionally, a magician would release an earthen wall, which fulfilled Prudence's desire to perform. The unicorn let out a long hiss, and with a light leap, it could jump seven or eight meters into the air and calmly fly over the earthen wall.
Prudence looked more at ease. His long, soft cloak was sometimes pulled straight, sometimes fluttering to the left and right. His extremely handsome face was always filled with a bright smile, and his slender and vigorous body was like a cheetah, giving people a feeling of strength and elegance.
The finishing touch was on his forehead. In the middle of his forehead, there was a red circular mark the size of a thumb. It was very bright and very conspicuous. Coupled with his pair of dreamy blue eyes, he was truly incomparably beautiful!
That's right, pretty! If Han Jin was here and blocked the lower half of Prudence's body, he would definitely think that he was looking at an exquisite Indian dancer!
It was said that the elves were a race full of neutral beauty, but he didn't expect that the descendant of the gods among them would be so different. Prudence's mark gave him a delicate and beautiful taste, and Sunier's hexagram filled her with a valiant aura.
Dismark frowned slightly. He saw through Prudence's intention, but there was nothing he could do. The overall strength of the human archers was far inferior to that of the elves, and their advantage lay in their magic. If the magicians couldn't stop Prudence, then the archers couldn't.
Prudence continued to rush forward. When he rushed in front of Dismark, he suddenly pulled his longbow, and a green arrow appeared at the bowstring. The mark on his forehead emitted a faint light, and then a faint green light shot out and disappeared without a trace.
Prudence had lived for hundreds of years, and no one knew how many times he had repeated this action. The soldiers on the city wall could only see that Prudence seemed to move a little, but it was just a little.
Dismark coldly looked at Prudence who was showing off his strength. He didn't care about his opponent's attack at all. No matter how strong the enemy was, he couldn't ignore the magic defense of the Holy Crown City.
Suddenly, a green light bloomed in front of him. Prudence's arrow could break through the space barrier and appeared in front of him without any warning!
Dismark could even feel the coldness from the arrowhead. Unfortunately, in order to express his contempt, he deliberately crossed his arms in front of his chest. No matter if he wanted to dodge or shoot down Prudence's arrow, it was too late.
At that moment, Dismark raised his left arm and blocked the arrow with his Knight's Shield. With a loud bang, a dazzling green light exploded on Dismark's Knight's Shield, and the soldiers and magicians on both sides all fell to the ground like rolling gourds. Dismark couldn't help but step back a dozen steps. Every step he took left a deep footprint on the city wall, and the more he stepped back, the deeper the footprint became. When he finally stabilized himself, the city wall was no higher than his calves.
Wisps of pure, ribbon-like light flowed out of Dismark's Knight's Shield, and then became fainter and fainter. What was strange was that the armor around the Knight's Shield had been distorted by the arrow, but the Knight's Shield still remained as it was, shining as if it was new.
Aude and Amijie's eyes flashed with a cold light, and they simultaneously pressed down on the longswords at their waists. The unicorn below the city wall leaped up again, and Prudence's fingertips had already reached into another quiver. The arrow in this quiver was somewhat strange. The shaft and arrowhead were exactly the same as the previous arrow, pure white as jade, but the end of the shaft was embedded with a feather of light.
According to Prudence's attack speed, he could have released arrows continuously, but at this moment he paused, as if he was waiting for something.
"Cough … cough …" Adunis bent over and coughed violently, as if he had been stimulated.
Aude and Amijie looked at each other and let go of their sword hilts little by little.
Prudence's eyes became sharp. He loosened his fingers and pulled out a green arrow from the quiver. He raised his hand, and the head of a magician on the city wall suddenly exploded into a mist of blood. The headless body stepped back and fell to the ground.
Prudence continued to rush forward, and the arrows in his hands were also placed on the bowstring. Six arrows ended the lives of six magicians. In Prudence's eyes, the magic barrier of the Holy Crown City was meaningless.
Nearly ten thousand warriors and magicians on the city wall retreated to the battlements to avoid being killed by Prudence. On the other hand, the elves on the other side let out earth-shattering cheers that resounded through the sky.
Dismark strode back to the battlements and coldly looked at Prudence in the distance. His expression was still calm, but his hands were slightly trembling, and his chest was heaving up and down a little abnormally. At this moment, Dismark was very, very angry. As a lord, he was almost killed by the enemy. This was an unforgettable shame!
Prudence turned his unicorn around and quickly galloped away from the city wall. No one knew whether he was too lazy to vent his anger on the small fries, or because he had achieved the effect he wanted.
Looking at Prudence's figure, Lydia showed a faint smile. Most elves were very beautiful, but Lydia was an exception. However, her face was disfigured.
"Disappointed?" Lydia smiled. No matter if she was smiling or angry, her face always gave people a feeling of ferocity.
"A little." Prudence patted the unicorn's head to make it stop. Then he turned his head and looked at the Holy Crown City in the distance. "I didn't expect that those Saint Knight could resist the temptation of the Holy Gear."
"They have their own concerns, or perhaps … their own suspicions," Lydia said calmly.
"Doubts?" Prudence frowned. "You mean … Blanche …"
"It has nothing to do with her. She doesn't know anything about us. She even stupidly gave you the Moonwell." Lydia shook her head and sighed. "It's strange. How could she live until now?"
"Don't say that. It's too sad." Prudence smiled. "We are all elves, aren't we?"
"You? You don't look like one! "Lydia shook her head.
"What do you mean?" Prudence was still smiling, but the mark on his forehead was emitting a faint light.
"You know what I mean."
"So … you deliberately stopped me and let Sunier into the temple?!"
"You misunderstood. I have never seen Sunier, and I didn't want to disobey the Great Elder's order."
"But the Great Elder asked you to keep an eye on Sunier, and you refused!"
"I was showing respect, just like how I respect you now. You are all descendants of the Gods."
(Today is the thirtieth. Happy New Year, everyone! I hope that this year will be better than last year, and better than the previous year! Of course, I should also bless myself …)
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