Sky Dragon Rider

The long black chestnut hair is simply coiled up, and two cheap and crude wooden hairpins are inserted. She is dressed in a clean and tidy maid outfit, but her sleeves are rolled up, revealing her wheat-colored but delicate arms. She moves like the wind and speaks crisply. In this hall full of wounded people, it is particularly eye-catching.

It is also because of her that the wounded who are constantly being sent over can receive different levels of treatment according to their injuries in an orderly environment.

Listening to the female saint who came in a hurry pulled herself to the corner, as if afraid of being heard by others, she deliberately lowered her voice to speak.

Gently brushing a strand of messy hair, Sally looked left and right, and the mean saint who acted as a supervisor had disappeared. She must have known that this place was in danger, so she sneaked away quietly on her own.

Not long after she regained her sobriety in this world for the first time, she accidentally became a lowly female slave in the Dark Templar. If it wasn't for the most benevolent fourth priest of the Ten High Priests Center, Agilis, she might have already become the slave of a certain priest. plaything.

The status of a maid is still humble, she has a heavy workload every day, and she has no time to relax, but she only has simple food and light food, and barely fills her stomach. Although she still has to guard against some strange eyes, which makes people nervous, she is very satisfied. It is better than being a female slave and letting others bully her.

If she loses this almost insignificant protection at present, I am afraid that in this cruel world of cannibalism, there will be no place for a weak woman like her.

"No, Emmanuel, you guys go first, I'm still needed here, by the way, say thank you to Priest Agnes for me, I, Sally, will definitely remember her kindness."

Sally shook her head unexpectedly, refusing to leave alone at this time. She is not the mean and selfish saint overseer, but she never thought that she would spend her whole life in the Dark Templar headquarters "Realm of Darkness" like this. .

As a Pathan girl who grew up amidst the flames of war and turmoil, she naturally understands that if she wants to survive, she must rely on numbers and unity. Now she just happens to meet one of the conditions, and this is also an excellent opportunity.

"But it's very dangerous here now. The outer city has been breached, and the inner city is about to lose its hold. If we don't leave, it will be too late."

The female saint who came to pass on the message knew that although the status of this capable maid was humble, she was not as good as the official member of the lowest level of the church, but she could be valued by the priest of Ajiris and told to evacuate together , Naturally, he can't be thrown here like an abandoned child like other people, to fend for himself.

As if to confirm what she said, several huge fireballs flew over from a distance, smashed into the temple complex with lightning speed, and caused an earth-shattering explosion, knocking down some nearby dark temples that were unable to react. The members swallowed it fiercely, and the screams lasted less than a second in the flames before they stopped abruptly.

The attacking side apparently unleashed another powerful magic attack. Amidst the splash of gravel, half of a tall temple collapsed suddenly, and the defense line of the inner city, which was shaking the sky, was also precariously shaken.

Sally smiled calmly and said, "Emani, I'm just a little maid, they won't do anything to me."

No one could have imagined that the "big scene" this girl experienced was far more exciting than the scene outside just now.

In her eyes, it was just pediatrics, and she didn't even have the qualifications to let her emotions fluctuate.

The gazes of some wounded people in the hall began to come together, with some doubts and guesses. They seemed to have guessed that the situation outside was not good.

But Sally's expression and reaction made them calm down again, as if everything was under control, but this was not under the control of the high-level dark temple, but under the control of a little maid.

"Do you really have to stay?" The female saint was a little anxious, and it would be even more dangerous to stay here for a while.

The officiant, Ajiris, is already ready to go. It is impossible to postpone the trip just for Sally alone. Besides, the evacuation is done in batches and secretly.

"Don't worry about me, Emmani, my good friend, you go first, don't make Mrs. Akiris wait too long, don't worry, I will survive."

Sally remained unmoved.

"All right then, Sally! Just take care."

The female saint Emmanuel was a little disappointed, but she nodded, and then turned and left without hesitation.

"Collect everything that can be burned and water, we need to boil as much water as possible, and clean sackcloth, next, we will be busy!"

Watching the other party leave, Sally suddenly clapped her palms vigorously and greeted her loudly. Her astonishing organizational and management skills were tested here, but she was very comfortable.

"Yes, Sally!"

The maids who participated in the on-site treatment responded in unison. Although the situation outside made them feel scared and uneasy, this capable maid named Sally became the backbone of all the maids and handymen. The only way to infect them is to carry out the assigned tasks without any hesitation and without any discount.

Especially in this critical and turbulent moment, this temperament has unknowingly gained the trust of many people, even those wounded.

Turning around, looking at the gloomy black strange cloud in the sky outside the hall, the lightning still kept falling, and Sally said to herself: "At least one day can last, that's enough!"

According to the news brought by the wounded sent over from the defense line, it was a forbidden spell jointly released by the mage group "Midnight Chanting" of the Dark Templar, and they were trying their best to block the main force of the enemy. Unable to stop the flood of attacks, the whole line collapsed.

Among the attackers were not only people from the old rival Guangming Shenting, but also some other forces.

These guys want to do it all with one blow, and completely end this civil organization that advocates the will of the dark element in the history of the human race, so that future generations can only occasionally find a few words related to it in the pile of old papers.

"Let's go, the priests have all fled, and we have been abandoned!"

Suddenly at this time, a night knight with tattered armor and extremely embarrassed staggered into the hall, shouting like crazy.

His words were like pouring a glass of cold water into a hot oil pan that was smoking, causing an unexpected uproar in the originally orderly treatment scene.

"What? The priest has already left? Then, what should we do?"

"No, it's impossible, lie, how could the priest abandon us!"

"The defense line is over, we can't escape, we will all be killed!"

"I want to get out of here, I don't want to die! Quick, run away!"

The highest status in the hall is a priest and two acolytes. There is no problem. They are marginal figures who are not very popular in the organizational system of the dark temple. No one even notified them of the evacuation plan.

The important backbone personnel and the confidantes of the big shots have already received the news in advance, and quietly evacuated the place that was about to change hands.

Not only them, but even the combatants on the inner wall defense line are thrown away to attract the attention of the enemy. In this world, only the brave can cut off their wrists, sacrificing a small part that is insignificant and saving a large part.

boom! ~

There was a sudden thunder in the hall, and the pungent smell quickly permeated.

"Quiet!"

Sally tossed a fist-sized sphere up and down in one hand, with a lead wire protruding from it, while holding a tinder stick in the other hand, a small finger-sized flame flickered gently.

Making explosives and bombs with any material that can be found is almost an essential survival skill for Pathan people living in a turbulent society. It's as simple as earth dynamite.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the Dark Temple being attacked, she collected a lot of materials and made a few small bombs for self-defense. The power of the charge was not even inferior to that of TNT.

Everyone stared blankly at her, including the night knight who was out of control.

"Yes, it is true that the priest has abandoned us, but is this hopeless? What about your pride? What about your honor?"

If you ignore the maid uniform, Sally, whose temperament has changed drastically, looks like a confident and proud queen at the moment, and the wounded and patients in the palace cannot look directly at her aggressive eyes.

The maids and handymen who were already convinced by him were even more stunned. Could it be that they were possessed by another person?How could there be such a big change.

"What's the use of pride and glory? We're all going to die. The people from the Court of Light will send us to the stake and purify them one by one. The people we caught them did the same. There's no way they'll let us go."

A very sudden voice rang out in the hall. It was a wounded saint, with a stick tied to his thigh for bone setting. Obviously, his thigh bone was broken. Insufficient strength.

The faces of the others also changed slightly, especially now that they were injured and their ability to resist was greatly reduced. What's more, this was a terrible and cruel war, and they would not end well as prisoners.

"Well said!"

However, Sally responded loudly to the lord saint unexpectedly. She saw many people showing desperate expressions, and then said loudly: "Escape, can we escape? No, is there a way to survive if we surrender? No, praying for a miracle from the gods to save us? It’s better to directly send down the punishment of the gods to destroy those guys in the god’s court. Maybe this is a test of the gods for all of us. Either we will be reborn from the ashes, or we will fail and perish. Cowards, losers and traitors are needed, I have heard a great warrior say, 'As long as there is height, never give up!' Well, we are alive now, there is still hope, and the only ones who can save us are Ourselves, tell me, are you up to this challenge? Think about yourself, your family, your friends, your future! Answer me!"

The girl's crisp voice reverberated in the hall, sonorous and powerful, and one could faintly hear the strong fighting spirit like gold and iron horses-

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