I didn't know if I was fated to die, or if this was the so-called arrangement of fate.
The burnt wooden stake didn't hit my head. Instead, it was sent flying by Old Cespard's magic. I didn't die. Hiseside The Elder had saved me.
However, Old Hissed was hit by a giant fireball that fell from the sky while trying to save me. Old Hissed's left arm was crippled, and the left side of his body was burnt. He almost died on the spot.
His face was pale, and blue veins bulged on his forehead. He was sweating profusely.
"Run! Leave this city as soon as possible!"
Old Hissed used the last of his strength to tell me. I didn't know what I was thinking at the time, but I carried Old Hissed on my back and pulled Avina out of the ruins.
I ran helplessly, wanting to leave this terrible nightmare as soon as possible.
"Go to Bohep Town. Find our mercenary group's secret base there and tell them about this disaster."
Old Hissed's voice was weak and intermittent.
I couldn't remember anything. I only knew that I was running forward with all my might. Flames were burning on both sides of the street. Kelandil was burning in a sea of fire.
In the direction of the Hero Palace, several highly respected top-notch strongmen were fighting the evil dragon. One had to know that these people were all very powerful. Among them, there were high-level mages from the Sorcerer's Association, elite knights from the Church's Knights, and legendary warriors from the Mercenary's Association. However, the outcome of the battle was extremely tragic. Although their strength was enough to make any ordinary person bow down in worship, after exchanging blows with the dragon, their radiance gradually dimmed until they fell. The dragon's powerful wings made it impossible for anyone to catch up to its speed. Its scorching dragon breath could turn everything into dust. Its powerful claws could destroy all defenses. At the same time, the incomparably tough scales on its body made any attacks ineffective.
With a boom, the Hero Palace collapsed. I knew it was all over. No one would be a match for this evil dragon. The legendary figures of the past would all die in this disaster.
I didn't know how much time had passed, but I took Avina and Hissed with great difficulty to reach Kelandil's once magnificent city gate.
There were many people who were trying to escape, and the city gate was congested. I held onto Avina's hand tightly, afraid that she would be separated from the crowd. At the same time, I also grabbed onto Old Hissed's clothes to prevent him from falling off my back. At the moment, the evil dragon was nowhere to be found. The Hero Palace was in a mess. The king, the ministers, and the nobles were all dead. The city was already in chaos. There were charred corpses everywhere, emitting a pungent smell.
I could clearly feel that the dragon's attack was directed at the King and the others, and that we were nothing more than insignificant victims. After destroying the Hero Palace, the dragon hovered in the sky for a while, but it didn't continue attacking the innocent civilians of Kelandil. Instead, it gradually flew away from the city until it disappeared.
Many years later, this evil Black Dragon had become the Derman's nightmare. People called it the 'Wing of Destruction.'
At the moment, the three of us had finally squeezed through the city gate and arrived at the outskirts of the city. Only then did my suspended heart gradually calm down.
I didn't know if I should be happy or sad that I had survived. The Old Hissed seemed to have reached his limit. His face was pale, and his body was limp. He wasn't only my foster father, but he was also my teacher and a great hero that I admired. But now, he was severely injured because of me.
The Old Hissed asked me to take him to the town of Boheep, which wasn't far from the city. He said that he had something important to tell me there.
Avina knew some simple bandaging techniques, so she treated the Old Hissed 'wounds. Avina had taken care of the injured Old Hissed along the way. Otherwise, the Old Hissed would have died long ago.
We followed Old Cesaede's instructions and headed to the nearby town of Boheep, going through many hardships along the way.
Finally, a day later in the evening, we came to the town of Boheep.
To our surprise, there wasn't a single person in the town. The streets were deserted and could even be described as eerie.
"Old Hissed, what should we do?"
I asked the half-conscious Hissed. He only looked around and didn't answer my question.
"I keep having the feeling that someone is watching us from the shadows." Ai Weina was the first to speak.
After a long while, the Old Hissed sighed. His tone seemed to carry a trace of sadness.
"This place has really changed."
I didn't know what Boheep used to be like, but the current state was indeed creepy. Moreover, it had just gone through such a sudden calamity. Who knew what would happen next?
On the deserted streets, there were bloodstains left behind by some unknown creature.
Just as we didn't know what to do, a fireball suddenly came at us from the roof. My first reaction was that we had encountered an evil mage. This was bad. With the three of us in our current state, it was impossible for us to fight against a mage.
The Old Hissed used his remaining mana to cast a spell. A transparent barrier blocked the fireball.
At this critical moment, Old Cesarde, who was on my back, saved us.
"Magic Shield! You are … "At this moment, the magician who suddenly appeared on the roof sounded very surprised.
The mage was wearing a purple robe. Because she was wearing a hood and the evening light wasn't very good, I couldn't see her face clearly. However, from her figure, I could tell that she was a woman. A woman with a good figure.
The female mage was shocked by the spell cast by the Hiseside The Elder. She didn't continue to attack us. Instead, she stood on the roof and questioned us.
"Who are you people? What are you doing here? "
I was angry because I felt that the woman's tone was very arrogant. What right did she have to question us?
"May the glory of Ideya protect this land forever," the Old Hissed said in a weak voice. I couldn't understand his words.
I had never heard the Hissed mention who Ideya was. I didn't know why he would say such a thing.
However, what I didn't expect was that the female mage was stunned for a few seconds after hearing the Old Hissed 'words. Then, she jumped down from the roof.
"Everyone, come out." As soon as the female mage finished speaking, a few people walked out from behind the broken house. They were all fully armed.
"Third Captain, is it really you? You're finally back." The female mage ran over excitedly and hugged the Old Hissed on my back.
At this time, the Old Hissed was completely unconscious because he had used too much mana. Only Avina and I were left standing there, not knowing what to do. When the mage saw that the Old Hissed 'left arm was gone, she immediately cried.
"Hurry, bring Captain Hissed to the secret base and let Mayfair treat him." The female mage's words were very important. The few people took Hissed from my back and carried him into a room.
At this time, I saw the female mage's face clearly. It was an unforgettable face. Fair and beautiful, with a trace of kindness in her arrogance.
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