Othua's War Banner

Chapter 503: 0502

Selderling's coffin hovered serenely above the ruins, intact.

The turbulent waves of death all around are rushing to the top, and the damaged gap has become the path for the prisoners to flee in a hurry. The black torrent unscrupulously smashed down the damaged grand building, and the deepest part of the dwarven underground palace is already dilapidated.

Selina tried to use the motto magic to prevent the spread of death.

She knew that Roxani used the space of mist to build a bridge between the sealed world and the real northern border, and the source of the hunt, who was locked in the ice prison of the abyss, was rushing to the Red Maple Heights outside.

Selina frowned and said, "Is this what you want to see, destruction, death?"

A group of shining golden lights erupted from the fingers of the guardian of the proverb, and the huge surge of magic power even affected the stability of the seal.

But the original power left by Orod Hull was too strong, and the severe pain ran along Selina's nerves, constantly gnawing at her consciousness, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted.

Roxani moved forward, pressing the spirit ring held high with her skinny palm.

She interrupted the tide of Proverbs magic with one hand through physical contact, and at the same time turned to the other side, with light shining in her green fluorite pupils, breathing shallow and fast, mobilizing greater mana, blocking the enraged Selina Black mist!

If going back to a hundred years ago, the disaster hadn't happened and things hadn't gotten out of control, she might have ridiculed the students: "Be brave and foolhardy."

Knowing that she couldn't stop it, Selena condensed the backflow into an arc of light, and then hit the teacher near the neck with her hands, but the light didn't break the barrier, and the shattered stream just illuminated the pair of green pupils.

"Look," Roxani said in a tone of joy and sadness. "This is the reason why I pursue strength, I simply don't want to die."

"That's your sin!"

Knowing that she couldn't beat Roxani, Selina turned around and began to study Selderlin's coffin, hoping to find the key to breaking the game.

She heard the teacher let out a long breath, and seemed to turn his back on her, looking at the gap in the sky.

"You're wrongly thinking that we're pushing history," Roxani said.

She reached out to feel the black torrent, trying to blend into it, understand it, and find out where it was going.

Roxani looked at the ruins of the city floating in the clouds around her, and said:
"The seal is already crumbling. You have been in the ruins for so long and you can't suppress the darkness... You actually understand that hard work is in vain. Orod Hell's dissipated power will eventually erupt. The hidden dangers of the furnace legacy have been buried for too many years..."

Selina's groping movements gradually slowed down.

She realized that her teacher was right, but her palms were still clenched into fists, and she felt deeply frustrated and sad——the revealer pursues balance and protects the safety of the Usua continent.

Roxani looked at the bones in the coffin where only the skin of the soul remained, and said something in an indescribable ancient language.

"Palotus can't hold it anymore. It can no longer carry its backlog of contradictions and hidden secrets. The time for the final verdict is approaching. I want to see if the group of silent gods can do anything about it."

She put the golden sullan leaves on Sterling's coffin, turned and walked up the steps.

Selina didn't follow.

The paths they have taken have been completely different.

……

Dragons burst through the ruins, and the ruins fly skyward into deadly meteors.

The tribal battle flags parried and resisted one after another, the numerous magics were like flowers blooming on the ground, and the rain of fire and vibration swept every corner of the Red Maple Heights.

A giant dragon stands in the center of the dome.

The steel-like black thorns extend from the cheeks to the back, and the wings and the thorns on the top of the head point to the dome, only slightly shaken, like a short babble after waking up.

The most important altar in the center of the Red Maple Heights is full of ancient runes with complex shapes.

The dragon's head was still moving, and the eyes that had just been opened were thickened, which meant that the thing that lived in the old divine calendar hadn't fully awakened.

There was a dangerous rumbling sound coming from its mountainous, boundless body, deep and distant, and endless.

At this time, even the teams on the outermost edge of the dome, which were in contact with the front of the tide of undead, could already feel that power, as if the drums of war were beating in their chests...

[Status: Dragon Soul Fear]

[Effect: Morale gradually decreases]

[Description: Human beings covered by the coercion of the dragon will be affected by its consciousness, which is a symbol of magical power, and human beings exposed to this environment need constant backbone and courage to move. 】

Nearly [-] souls felt threatened at this moment.

The magical vision condensed on top of its head, whistling and gathering into a vortex, and then stirred up the dark clouds outside the sky... The huge dome covering the entire Red Maple Heights, the barrier that resisted the invasion of countless monsters, was just like that shattered.

The moment the dragon spread its wings, darkness covered the entire ruins, and then it opened its huge mouth full of fangs towards the sky.

Magic easily broke through the creation of mankind, and the fire of destruction reached from the sky to the depths of its throat, and the power of Palotus than the far north was gathering and flowing towards it along the clouds.

All the banners, including Frongundor and Hawser, were staring at him.

It seems that something has sounded from the most ancient witch festivals, Ye Yun, destruction, the wounds of the northern border, the endorsement of the end of winter...

Then these words that were mottled and unclear in the old divine calendar gradually became the name of a creature.

Dragons used to be the most powerful monsters in Usua.

In their prosperous era, they once occupied the most important locations, including Palotusbi, Moon Tree Shadow, Reincarnation Deep Ocean, Atonement Desert...

The dragons disappeared along with the legend.

Their arrogant and domineering attitude provoked too many challenges, and finally the entire race suffered a devastating decline.

Pistonke dared to go to the prairie to challenge Mulei Kyadrien, only because the dragons that are still left on the mainland have become low-key enough and have learned to avoid the breeding grounds of various races.

Times have changed and mankind has risen.

The threat of the giant dragon seems to be constantly decreasing, but everyone has forgotten what the overlord of the ancient times used to be like.

[Old Divine Calendar: Treasure House of the Dwarves]

[Description: It is said that the dwarves built their own precious treasure house, a place where no one can steal the wealth of the race, the Greedy Bridge. Although this is a fictional legend, there will always be powerful guys who will covet that treasure. 】

Ken ran wildly against the backdrop of an ash-filled sky.

The notes in his mind are telling the origin of the steel mountain in front of him.

[Sarah Elish, the giant dragon in the north, believed the rumors about the treasure. According to the legend, its greed for wealth surpassed everything else, and followed the hidden enchantment to find the tomb under construction in Selderlin. 】

"Dragon...well, a real dragon..."

Ken raised his head and looked at the huge guy in front of him.

He galloped wildly on the Fay Wolf, but the scenery in the distance did not change for a long time - Sarah Eilish's wings had completely covered the ruins.

The originally wide and boundless building, to it at this time, is just a matter of shaking its wings and gliding.

[Limited Time Mission: Dragon Blood Grudge]

【Progress: 0/1】

[Description: Defeat Sarah Elish's infested corpse. If the power in it is not recovered, Palotusbi will usher in a real catastrophe. 】

Ken seemed to find a glimmer of hope in the notes.

He raised his head, looked through the wolf-head mask, passed over the wreckage and ruins constantly falling in the air, and saw the pair of spread wings of the giant dragon.

[The giant dragon's wings are incomplete, and countless years of banning have already destroyed this pair of flesh. 】

It can't fly!

This is the best chance, a chance to make the dragon sleep peacefully again.

Ken found a breakthrough in his heart.

He is not so arrogant that he thinks that he can defeat a calamity living in the old divine calendar, but he has confidence in the people around him.

The most capable and intelligent war banners in the entire northern border are gathered here.

If the power of the entire Palotusbi cannot be defeated, it is destined and cannot be resisted, but Dongmu Qiwen has always been urging Ken to come to the Red Maple Heights...

That means that the old gods think there is hope, and the key to breaking the game is in their own hands.

No one could clearly see the movement of the dragon's flapping wings. The wind was too strong, and the soldiers whose armor was not heavy enough or whose magic knowledge was not deep enough all turned into low-lying grass waves, being pushed to move outward.

Then the dragon's movements became more dexterous, and the roar was like thunder falling from the sky.

Genuine lightning crashed around the ruins. The slightly taller buildings and the ruins that had not completely collapsed had suffered terribly at this time. Whether it was made of stone or other materials, there was lightning thicker than a wooden barrel. The inside was reduced to ashes.

"Sarah Eilish is waking up, go hide."

Hawser said.

"Where can I hide?" The other Shenqi Zhanjing said to the roaring monster. "It has just gotten up and got angry, and it has already messed us up. It can't kill things in the blink of an eye."

"What's more, the enemies are all in front of us. Shouluo, those monsters are surrounding us, densely packed!"

Many retrograde figures appeared in front of the ruins.

Like the stars gathering towards the fallen moon at night, they moved towards the dragon from all directions.

A lump of earth bulges on the ground in the distance.

Frengundo pushed away the mammoth corpse that was pressing on him, as easily as lifting a quilt, and when he pushed the corpse away with one hand, he could smell the burnt flesh from afar.

The rocks near him have begun to melt, and unlike the orange-yellow Dragon Flame, it is as dark as a magma.

"Well, it seems inevitable."

The rings behind Huosser's braids were all activated, and those shining rays of light exploded wantonly, forming a circle of magnificent blue-white rays of light, like the enlightenment copper lamps lit in the epic of the old gods, exuding a warming power.

His ice sword was drawn from the largest beast carcass, and then hit the ground.

The ice color on the giant sword became more pure, the hard floor was easily drawn into a long line, more than a dozen light spots rose from the ring, and flew around the Frost Winger, while the power extracted from the air submerged into it. the earth.

Ken stepped forward, gaining his own scrutiny.

Those battle banners have complicated views on him, but they are all divine revelations or ancient successors, and no one shirks the responsibility that falls on their shoulders.

"Northern Territory... War Banner... Alliance..."

A strange sound came from the sky, and it swayed far away, making one's scalp tingle.

It would be understandable if the dragon could speak Uma, but this emphasis and human-like tone made it impossible for anyone to confuse it with the terrifying creature in front of it.

The blood in Ken's eyes suddenly appeared.

He rode on the back of the wolf and looked up, the reins were crunched, and he saw something unusual through the gray vision.

The corpse of the giant dragon can be revived entirely because of the hunting breath attached to its body.

[Leader of Hunting: Sarah Eilish]

[Level: Unknown]

Ken finally saw the monster's blood bar and name that emerged. "It has been polluted by hunting, and the curse in the tide of undead has eaten through the corpse of this giant dragon."

Hawser and Frengundo both showed pessimistic expressions when they heard these words.

Ken stared intently at the dragon's head that towered towards the clouds. In the middle of the black mist, near the eyes that were opening one by one, there was a soul that should have been annihilated long ago.

"Gema... Livestock..."

Ken almost said it through gritted teeth.

Frengundo's saber was inserted into the floor tiles, with a particularly dignified expression.

He finally realized the purpose of the Greedy Bridge - to amplify Guma's jealousy, exchange for more surging vitality through the Greedy Bridge, and then sacrifice it as the soul that drives the dragon's corpse.

The two strong sisters did not lower their prejudice against Ken.

Among them, the person with steel on the left shoulder blade said: "You don't need to participate, take care of the people in southern Xinjiang, you are very good at this kind of thing."

Ken stared at the giant dragon with scorching eyes, and the flame of revenge found a target that could be burned, but the difficulty of this target might be beyond imagination.

Huoser sighed and signaled the two sisters to back down.

He didn't know how to evaluate this child, but he admired the courage and determination of the other party.

"It's my turn to look down on all beings, battle flags."

That vicissitudes of voice is no longer like a human being, echoing over the Hongfeng Highlands, falling into everyone's ears.

Then the dragon's wings began to gradually relax, its huge body and giant mouth filled with billowing smoke descended, and the huge claws at the front of the wings slammed down on the center of the ground, obliterating part of the original town.

Heavy footsteps came from behind Ken and the battle banners.

He didn't look back and knew that the Palotusbi tribe warriors gathered here bravely launched an attack towards the disaster.

The dragon's mouth swung forward, and the dazzling brilliance almost blinded everyone's eyes, and then a fiery torrent poured out, and the orange-yellow high temperature was covered with black dead air.

The dragon's breath was wider than the entire street.

In the dazzling light, a figure was actually outlined.

Huoser stood directly in front of the marching army, raised his arm and thrust the giant ice sword into the soil under his feet, and a real city wall rose up under the frost-blessed northern warflame.

(End of this chapter)