The girl grabbed Silvede's hand and wanted to pull her out.

But after just one step, she stopped and looked outside with a little embarrassed. "By the way... it's not safe outside. Those sand thieves may be coming in later. The envoy has not made up their minds yet. Should they go out to help... or take a flying boat to avoid the risks here..."

"They think that the King of Sand is not here either, and they do not have any responsibility for everything here..."

She suddenly grabbed her hair: "By the way, why do I tell you this...Silweid, I have to find a way to hide you..."

The noble lady smiled slightly.

"No need to be so troublesome, Florence."

The girl was slightly stunned and looked up at her.

“Just do me a favor.

...

The light is gradually dissipating.

The battlefield of fighting seemed to have quieted for a moment. After the light disappeared, the sand thieves disappeared for a moment, disappearing without a trace, just like the tall tower that originally stood on the battlefield, only the smoke and dust were everywhere, and behind the smoke and dust were empty.

The eldest princess gently reached out and wiped the blood mark on her face, but only a stain was left there. She held the sword in her hand and watched quietly at the scene.

All the knights around her, as well as the royal palace guards in the distance, were watching this scene.

Alef also watched this scene, and the ministers behind him. At that place, Alisa didn't say a word, but only held the communication crystal in her hand tightly. Everyone seemed to want to see the result they hoped from behind the smoke and dust. Mahazar, the king of Ruosan thieves, was bombed to death in that place.

The sand thieves should be in chaos, and they might collapse because of this. On the battlefield, there is a place where everything is possible.

Princess Rupert clenched her fist lightly.

She couldn't help but remember the encounter that long ago, the adventurers were personally introduced to her by Achilles.

The young man among them, she had actually met once. The battle about Varik was circulated among the high-level nobles of Istaniya for a while - because the dark dragon Nicopolas was more or less related to this ancient kingdom.

The other party had saved her sister once in Idus. She would look at these people with admiration just because of this.

But she never thought that Questak and this ancient kingdom above the sea of ​​sand would have such a moment of dependence and reliance on these Saints.

A miracle has happened-

But will it continue?

But the goddess of war and victory, Marlan, the janitor of life and death, obviously did not shelter this land again.

Suddenly, everyone heard the whimpering sound of whimpering on the battlefield.

Like an ancient and low whimpering sound, echoing on the battlefield, as if a giant dragon, from the distant horizon, a long roar of dragons was emitted. The long years were hidden under this long horn sound, like thousands of horses galloping, sharp scimitars, and countless gray cloaks swept past the silver sand dunes.

That is the symbol of sand thieves.

It was the low sound of the dragon horn trombone, the sound of the sand thief king, which came from a dragon horn from ancient times.

Everyone's heart fell down.

Mahazar is not dead.

This means that the battle is far from over. Princess Rupert looked behind her, where there were countless wounded knights, attendants and guards. Everyone's somewhat confused eyes also fell on His Highness the Great Princess. The feeling of just rising hope and then falling into the valley made everyone feel a little uncomfortable.

But His Highness the Princess waved the sword in his hand hard: "They are back."

"Return to Casan Palace, we still have a last chance."

"Istani, follow my orders."

"We will never give up easily."

The girl's clear voice echoed on the battlefield at this moment and floated away from afar.

...

Tianlan wiped away his tears, like a real knight, biting his silver teeth and blocking the sand thieves.

After experiencing the previous big explosion, the thieves had not yet woken up, but when they faced this little girl blocking the road, they were a little disagreeable for a while, and they pulled out the scimitars from the sheath and surrounded them in this direction.

Tianlan was extremely scared, but just a voice made her persevere and tried not to turn around and escape. "Tianlan, you must be here to face your enemy." She raised her sword and waved it hard in a panic, but it was too early. This nervous sword only cut into the air.

But the thieves couldn't laugh.

Because after the sword light passed.

The sand thief in front of the sky blue shook slightly and broke into two pieces.

One hand was placed on Tianlan's shoulder, which was a very gentle look. Its owner gently pressed the girl's shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, let me leave it here."

Ye Hua turned around and threw it casually, throwing the blood-stained sword to the ground with a sound. Then he raised his head and looked at the sand thieves in front of him. In his eyes, what he saw was not an enemy, but this city that was far away in the sky, burning flames.

"Let's go together."

“Save me time.”

And at that moment, on the other side of the battlefield.

Fang Yu also landed gently. He just pulled the glider backpack behind him and threw it away.

Then he raised his head and obviously many people noticed the movement in this direction. The sand thieves turned around and looked at him one after another.

Fang Yu looked at these people and gently placed his hand on the dark crystal on his chest.

The next moment, a golden starlight was reflected in everyone's eyes.

"Fire Giant Spirit."

"Strike."
Chapter completed!