She woke up from the darkness, and there was a deep rays of light reflected in the scorpion. It seemed that there was a meteor in the distance, and correspondingly, there was a row of petri dishes in the field of vision. It is bright.
“First.”
Tiamas looked at the scene and said faintly.
She raised her hand and gently rubbed the hair in front of her forehead. In the silver scorpion, she flashed complex brilliance. In the black World, I am immersed in a silent peace.
But this is the last peace.
Void is oscillating.
Tiamas picked up an inverted frame on the table – she turned over the frame, and the rough paper painted four smiles with simple ink. One of them, already blurred, was almost invisible, and Tiamas gently stroked the man’s face, and the tears lingered, falling in the darkness.
“Villefort, I hope you can forgive me.”
Tiamas’s eyes swept through one’s own two daughters, becoming gentle and peaceful.
But in the end, she put down the photo frame and raised her head.
“it has started.”
Among Brunson’s Void, the witches from the 13 countries, each led by a witch of the month of inheritance, came to the border of this country.
The stars in the sky seem to reflect the rays of light from an era.
Sophia raises head, looking at the distant Silver Giant Wolf, Isis’s eyes, seemingly cold and somewhat anxious.
“Time is here,” the voice of Giant Wolf echoed in Void: “Sophia, why can’t I really control the power of tiamatLaws, and where is the Ultimate Throne?”
But Sophia just smiled softly: “I don’t know.”
“what did you say?”
An angry scream rang through the boundaries of the entire element.
But in the dark –
Tiamas has been revealed out, and she silently watched the battle of the ages. Behind her, in a long time, there was once given a special name – Gaia.
The significance of the existence of the earth lies in the birth of the guardian of Life.
And that is exactly where everything is hoped.
……
Let Time call back just a few minutes ago.
Surrounded by the huge battlefield of the World Tree Fortress.
A dramatic change is taking place on the plains of the entire Parris Valley.
Just in the war with the silver light, Goddess crossed the sky and went straight to the ‘Swallowburg’ army led by Baron Dahl.
Looking from the entire battlefield, this killing seems to have reached the most intense moment, and the purple crystal frenzy of the purple is flocking to every city wall that is visible to the huge fortress. In the sea of shining purple rays of light, the flag of Aouinian and elves is constantly being smashed down.
But occasionally, they will come back.
That symbolizes the uncompromising resistance of the Trentheim people to the Druid and elves in the Black Forest. The shouting sounds converge into an invisible wall that blocks the pace of Twilight legion.
Like Monica’s prior judgment, the balance of victory on the battlefield is tilting – not to the side of civilization. The situation slipped unstoppably into the worst conditions, and in the face of the endless fleet of Crystalline, the defense of the Legendary fortress is gradually becoming precarious.
The carrier of the soul of the new Valhalla, the expressionless girl, is observing the situation on the entire battlefield through one’s own branches, and shows the details on the huge crystal façade in the hall of the tree, while there is no emotion in the heart. Analyze the gains and losses on the battlefield, then tell Monica:
How much Time is there from the last line of defense.
“I know, I know!” Monica groaned impatiently, sulkingly grabbing one’s own hair – although it was all bright beams and not tangible.
She muttered from the crystal tower and flew over the skylight in the dome of the hall.
Passing through the shadows of Valhalla, there is a blue sky, Miss Light Spirit snarls at the head of the sky, muttering in her mouth:
“… don’t let us down!”
Such a beautiful view is reflected in her magnificent eyes.
World Tree’s towering treetop is boundless green, shrouded in almost the entire sky, and the moss green leaves are shaking. I don’t know when, the huge magic formation that is forming over Valhalla has long since disappeared with disappear without a trace.
Where did the Sasaarland people’s wizards go?
The noble army on both sides of the river valley has long been thinking about this problem, because the war has gradually separated from their control, and those who were originally the fighters have now become bystanders.
The noble Knights who tasted the defeats took their large number of waders and waded back to the north shore of the Welland Ferry. No one was chasing them behind, and the Trentheim people had already crossed them, on the plains in the distance. Collided with the army of Crystalline.
It was a fierce battle.
Everyone has a glimpse of this scene.
They have seen such scenes since childhood, in the myths and legends, in the stories and dreams, the oracles about the destiny of World that the nursing mother said at the bedside, described on Dark Blue Poem. Engraving – There is a moment about Marsha’s people, the World of Civilization and the ultimate enemy of this World.
Twilight of the Gods –
So who is the enemy of who?
Here, why do everyone fight?
Is this just a civil war in this little kingdom?
Why is it like this?
Knights in the North who have experienced or are experiencing this war are all beginning to feel confused and fearful.
The development of things transcends their cognition.
The beliefs and values that they have pursued throughout their lives—who is the orthodox of the kingdom—have become insignificant at this moment. However, the nobles of the north have not come from the huge horror of the came back to his senses, and the collapse of the plains has hished the sky and covering the earth.
When Twilight’s army emerged, the first to become their target was not the Trentheim’s army, or even the most prominent World Tree fortress on the battlefield.
It is the army of the northern noble that was closest to the Teleportation Gate from the beginning.
For Crystalline and locusts, these humans are not friendly in their eyes – nor do they have this concept in their consciousness. Their choice is to follow the instinct and attack these nearest ‘orders’.
Or rather than killing.
The sudden attack from the back, and the huge disillusionment that was betrayed by the royals and Count of Swallowburg, instantly caused the northern noble coalition to collapse.
The collapse triggered a broader chain reaction.
On the banks of the Alder River, the army was just reorganized, and the many Noble Knights who had the courage to return were dragged around and began to flee. They looked far and wide from the entire battlefield, as if there was a great terrifying defeat.
This is indeed a rout.
It’s not all Aouinian that just fled.
Above the battlefield, another group of Aouinians are defending their glory.
“These guys really managed to escape.” Little Mantoro was covered in blood and half-squatted on the floor, and Demonic Sword, which Brando gave him, was on the ground, gasping in a big mouth.
His face was full of contemptuous sip: “I thought they had at least some courage to understand who is the real enemy.”
“It can’t blame them all.” Roulind watched the scene against the huge roots of Valhalla, at which time he couldn’t help but think of one’s own position. Not long ago, he was not qualified to laugh at these people.
But he did not think that behind the royalist and Count of Swallowburg would be such a side.
And his family, his father, really understands all this?
“They just choose the wrong person to choose.” Roulind murmured: “There is no shortage of hero in Aouinian.”
“For example, you, Roulind.”