"..."

H. Condiv did not speak, but stood up and walked into the chamber.

Dorothy, who was watching the whole play, vaguely understood something. She whispered to her grandfather Di Zong:

"Grandpa, will you also take action against Mr. Bai Ye?"

"right."

"How about we seek refuge there? We have always cooperated with them."

Hearing this, Di Zong smiled happily and said: "Silly boy, we only accept commissions and have no position. Sometimes we don't choose which side to stand in order to become the final winner, just like when I assassinated Chief Justice Fo

Wo, but as you see, he didn't take revenge on us."

"Oh, I know old man, you are trying to tell me that only when we have value can we be needed, and only when we are needed can we be safe."

Dorothy seemed suddenly enlightened.

"No, I'm telling you that strength is the truth. As long as you are strong enough, you can solve anything."

"Why?"

Dorothy, who was not very smart, scratched her head.

At the same time, in the ninth underground floor of the meeting hall.

This is an empty and closed metal room. The walls, ceiling, and floor are all rusty. An old chair is located in the center, and a figure with gray temples is sitting here.

A mass of flesh and blood that is dry on the outside but seems to be surging inside is located above the person. Dozens of infusion tubes spread out from the mass of flesh and blood, and the other end pierces the person's arms, and the dark red blood inside is injected into his body.

.

With a creak, the secret door was pushed open, and Hercules Condiv walked into the empty and closed metal room and looked at the person sitting on the iron chair.

"Rez, are you okay?"

"fine."

Brigadier General Reitz's eyes opened, and there was a click, and fine cracks appeared on both sides of the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, He Candewe said: "It's hard to bear the blood of the ancestor orcs. It's not too late to give up now. According to my spies, your daughter Wenna is not dead yet. I will take out some chips here to win the battle in the white night."

Then switch to someone else."

"Daughter? Have I ever had a daughter?"

Brigadier General Reitz's eyes had turned into vertical pupils, and he looked at Her Candeway in confusion.

"Then, what are you doing this for?"

H. Condiv looked at his old friend.

"For...what?" Brigadier General Reitz's tone gradually changed from doubt to firmness, and he said: "For...the Alliance of Familia."

Hearing this, H. Condiv wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded.

The silver moon is high, and the night before the decisive battle is particularly quiet. Tomorrow will be the time to compete to find the final winner.

…

At 11 a.m. the next day, the weather was cloudy.

In front of the "Kwab Ring City" is a defense line divided into multiple levels. These defense lines are composed of the three most elite soldiers of the Familia Alliance, the Aurora Council, and the human race. If you look at it, you can't even see the edge of the defense line.

H. Condiv stood on the wall of the outer city. Although he had already known from intelligence that the Legion of the Sun would arrive at noon, after seeing the mighty approaching cavalry legion with his own eyes, he felt unavoidably heavy in his heart.

In addition to hundreds of the most elite military police, there were others standing on the walls of the outer city. Fowo, Di Zong, Dorothy, the tribal witch Voloi, and many nobles from the Aurora Council were all on the walls.

Wait and see, this battle is related to the fate of each of them.

Among these nobles, there was an uninvited guest, the Hymn of the Holy Light Paradise, who came here disguised as a noble of the Aurora Council.

Psalm looked at the heavy artillery-level weapons on the city, as well as the invisible defense line under the city wall, and the Sun Legion pressing in from the front. This made her mouth twitch, and she felt a very strong feeling in her heart.

, it’s the guy named Kuculin Baiye who is also from the paradise camp, and it seems that he and she are playing different ‘games’.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sun was hidden behind the dark clouds, rendering the gaps in the dark clouds dim.

Under the gaze of everyone on the city wall, a storm dragon with black and blue feathers flew over, and the man on the dragon's back was holding a dragon lance.

As the storm dragon flew in, the sun in the sky, which was blocked by dark clouds, gradually emerged. From the perspective of Hercules Condeway, Psalm and others, the sun seemed to be behind Su Xiao, who was standing on the dragon's back.

"Is this... the Lord of the Sun?"

All the nobles of the Aurora Council held the pendants around their necks with one hand. Different from the Familia Alliance, they believed in gods that represented light.

But after witnessing the scene just now, these nobles of the Aurora Council felt as if they were fighting against the gods.

The Storm Dragon soared in the sky, bringing with it the sound of wind pressure, and the sun disappeared behind the dark clouds again.

As the sun disappeared, not to mention the nobles of the Aurora Council, even He Candewei, Fowo and others breathed a sigh of relief. It was like facing the gods directly, and the oppressive force was too strong.

Click!!

Golden thunder and lightning fell from the sky, sank into the dragon's back, and finally attached to the front half of a dragon-riding gun, turning it into a thunder gun.

The cloudy sky, the golden thunder that flashes between the dark clouds, the roaring storm dragon in the sky, and the man holding the golden thunder gun on the dragon's back all have a strong sense of epicness. This feeling is overwhelming.

Everyone on the wall is thinking.
Chapter completed!