After comforting the orc shaman on his mount, he raised his totem magic weapon and responded coldly.

However, what shocked him was that a mysterious energy that penetrated from the void suddenly made him and his mount disappear into the main material world.

"roar!"

The orc leader roared, waved his battle axe, and rushed towards the other side with an unstoppable momentum.

More than a dozen black tentacles condensed from shadow energy broke out from the ground and flexibly wrapped around the orc leader's two thighs.

The paralysis effect accompanied by the highly condensed shadow energy made the burly orc leader stiff in the air, giving up any struggle.

With the slight swaying of the staff, the two tentacles exerted force in the opposite direction respectively. The orc leader was ruthlessly torn in half in his heart-wrenching wail.

Blood scattered like rain, and the remaining orc troops were completely scared.

Princess Iron saw him crossing the orc leader's corpse, split into two, maintaining the routine just now at a stable rhythm, and each attack he could kill more than a dozen orcs.

The magic of destruction composed of frost, flames and lightning poured out from his dancing staff and shot into the crowd of orcs who were howling and running away.

The orc archers and shamans in the distance tried to fight back, and the howling crossbow arrows and magic were all isolated one meter away, and then responded to them with a more violent counterattack.

The figure that had been on the one-sided side, and the last orc was killed, never turned around from beginning to end, and was suddenly wrapped in energy from the teleportation array and disappeared.

In just a moment, with the buzzing sound from the magic circle, the orc shaman's body was dropped to the ground, and together with his wolf, he twitched a few times, fell into a pool of blood that was shining with gloomy light, and lost his life.

The steel princess' heart was locked, and her hands began to be out of control. She kept shaking and threw away her clenched sword, staring blankly at the figure who had turned around and walked towards her.

He shook his head and swayed his hood, revealing a familiar face that combines the merits of humans and elves.

His eyes were as clear as water, and there was a bottomless black under his eyes. His slightly raised lips were smiling as light as fog, which made her feel very intimate.

"Cisiaya, Cormier's Iron Princess."

He stretched out his right hand that had just outlined countless magical destruction, gently stroked her face, and whispered, "According to your request, I have never forgotten you."

After being asked by his caring question, Princess Steel's originally strong heart instantly broke its defense.

In an instant, all the grievances surged into her heart. Her throat was sobbing that she couldn't speak. She felt a soreness on her nose, and hot tears fell from her eyes.

She plunged into his arms, buried her head between his warm chest, her shoulders trembled, making a low and enduring whimper, like a helpless child, lonely and helpless.

She tried her best to control the tears in her eyes, but the more she suppressed the tears, the more she burst.
Chapter completed!