The space made a low breaking sound, like the first crack generated on a glass, followed by the sound of bursting one after another, and the cracks in the void spread like a spider web.

Three pairs of giant rock claws slowly separated the space from left to right. The next moment, the Elemental Lord covered the battlefield ahead with one palm, as if the heaven and earth collapsed, lowering a claw from countless smoke and gravels. However, the imperial troops did not run scattered, but raised their shields and faced all this calmly.

Luo Wei was shocked when she watched this scene from afar. She opened her mouth to say something, but a mechanical dragon was coming out from the side and facing the giant claw. There were two elemental lords present, but they were like children to adults compared to their lords.

The dragon-shaped structure is more shaped like a toy.

The giant claws sank downward and grabbed the dragon's neck, but the artisan who controlled it appeared from the fortress in a ray of light and under his control the dragon tried to avoid the attack with a twist in the air.

But the dragon-shaped structure had clearly flew out from the fingers of the Elemental Tyrant, but it seemed that there was an invisible suction force behind it. The light twisted, dragging it back like the edge of the vision of a black hole. As soon as the Elemental Tyrant closed its giant claws, a low thunder sounded from the underground world-

The machinery collapsed, the gears flew, and the strong and powerful alloy outer skeleton broke directly from the middle and inserted into the core crystal inside. The fragments descended from mid-air like raindrops. The dragon in the building almost folded into two pieces from it, making a low wailing sound.

Originally, this scene was only shocked to everyone present. Even Fang Zhu, who was about to take everyone away, couldn't help but stop and watch. It was a scene of the death of the Dragon Knight-shaped structure, even if you had to add a "fake" name in front of it.

But in Aitalia, such scenes are rare. Thirteen new dragon knights and pseudo-dragon knights have been born in alchemy for two centuries, but this is the third one that died in the war except for the two on Mount Covenant.

Even Xiaoyao opened his mouth wide. Everyone thought that this would be an extremely thrilling battle, but that was something the imperial people had to worry about and had nothing to do with them. But they didn't expect that such an unexpected scene would take place as soon as they came up.

Something big happened.

Everyone has such a thought.

"This, this is the Elemental Lord..." The Paparals fought with each other, "Are the Empire crazy? Provoking such things?"

"It's the monarch," Silweid replied, "its existence is older than the supreme existence that cruissed in the world of elements. The elemental lords were once thought to be just a legend, and until now."

"Anyway, it's almost the same." The Paparals' feet became weak and subconsciously wanted to escape.

The elemental tyrant grabbed the broken dragon's body, waved it hard, and threw it towards the fortress.

"Let's go," Fang Yu took a breath and put away the record crystal. "No matter whether the imperial people are prepared or not, we have to leave."

This idea has won the hearts of everyone.

But a voice had already shook like thunder from his will world, resounding through the earth and the mountains:

"Alphonse, how dare you--!"

Fang Zhun hadn't reacted yet.

In the horrifying eyes of everyone, a phantom flew out from his body. It spread its wings like a giant dragon, and in an instant it grew to a thousand times the size. The giant dragon turned around in mid-air, and its long tail swept across, sweeping across the entire underground lake.

The phantom of a giant dragon floated in the air, and an elemental lord came across the door.

The dragon queen raised her giant claws and faced the other side with one claw. The two attacks intersected in the sky for a moment. At that moment, the dark underground was like a storm rising. The dazzling white light wheels rose slowly in the darkness. The shock wave swept across like a substance, and the storm followed one after another.

More than twenty imperial alchemists appeared above the fortress at that moment.

They were originally going to subdue the Elemental Lord, but they didn't expect to encounter such a scene. The alchemists, both young and old, raised their heads in shock and looked at the incredible scene in shock, and couldn't move for a long time.

The magician almost bounced up from his position, staring at that direction without blinking, as if he was staring the dazzling white light as if he was nothing. He opened his mouth wide and his whole body trembled, and even the magic wand on his other hand rolled to the ground unknowingly.

"Magderica Alessa?"

"The Origin of the Dragon?"

"How is it possible...she is back..."

Over the fortress.

The master Aoshu craftsman who controlled the dragon-shaped structure even distorted his face, and his whole body was shaking like chaff, "Dragon Ancestor...Dragon Ancestor...Magderica, Miss Mother...Savior..." He stood there, tears flowing.

The two magicians on the side watched the scene with some confusion.

“Master of Ultrark, Master of Ultrark?”

But for more people-

All people see is just a rising sun, and the strong white light even burns many people's eyes.

The moment the dazzling white light flowed into his vision, Fang Yu was shocked and almost couldn't help but curse, "Ms. Alesha, you--!" But the Star Gate System fulfilled its loyalty and filtered the second half of his words in real time.

This is where he is not as good as Liuliyue. He will not circumvent the system's blocking rules. This thing was added by the Star Gate Agency in the later stage, and the authority in this system is not too high.

The vast white world came soon, and Fang Zhuan felt tears flowing from the thorns, but he didn't have time to wipe it with his hands because the next moment the strong wind followed.

The shock wave almost blew a storm.

Fang Yu had no chance to react at all, and felt that he had flew away from the ground. It seemed that something was flying towards him. He blocked it hard and it turned out to be a rock that hit his right hand, and in an instant he lost consciousness.

The next moment, Fang Yu heard a muffled groan, which was the voice of the ship's officer.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Silweid!" He shouted anxiously, and quickly used all his strength to snatch it in that direction with his left hand, as if he had grabbed something. But the next moment, he hit the rock heavily, and the severe pain almost caused him to fall into shock.

Then another soft human body hit him. Fang Yu didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly protected the other person with his hands. But immediately he heard a low moan, which was not Silvede's voice. Fang Yu was shocked and opened his eyes without caring about the pain, and then he realized that it was Jita in his arms.

The scholar's lady fell down and didn't realize anything. Fang Zhu didn't have time to care about her. She quickly looked around anxiously. Only then did she see that Alisa had protected Silvede at some point, and the two were landing on the other side.

"Are you okay?" Fang Yu asked hurriedly.

Silvede shook his head, stood up and thanked Miss Nightingale.

But Alisa asked him with a smile, "What about me, Captain?"

"You... should be fine?"

"Huh--"

Miss Nightingale glanced at him with disgust, "You treat this too differently, my leader."

Others were getting up from everywhere, and it looked nothing serious.

Fang Yu scratched his head embarrassedly, but everyone was fine, which was a blessing in disgrace. He was full of anger and wanted to find trouble for the Dragon Queen Margaret, but the shadow of the dragon in the air had long disappeared, and the other party hid in his spiritual world, and no matter how he scolded him, he would not say a word.

"I think you can hide from you for the rest of your life," Fang Yu gritted his teeth in the spiritual world, "Ah-Lee-Sha-Miss!"

"snort!"

The Dragon Queen actually snorted softly.

Then he stopped making a sound, making Fang Yu so angry that his teeth itched, "If you have the ability, don't beg me in the future." He thought to himself.

He wanted to say something else, but a timid voice had already come from his arms, "Tuan...Ai, Brother Ed, I...I..." Jita lay in his arms, his little face red, and if he could, almost smoke would appear on his head.

She seemed to be like she didn't even know how to let go of her hands and feet, and was stammering, as if she would faint immediately with just one more word.

Fang Yu quickly let go of her, picked up the other person's glasses from her body and handed them over, "It's nothing, Ji Ta, your glasses."

The scholar's lady quickly blushed and held her glasses and put them on in a hurry.

Fang Yu sighed, raised his left hand and took off the glasses that the other party had placed on the bridge of his nose, adjusted them for a while, and then put them on again.

Jita felt that she was about to die on the spot, so she dared to lower her head and whisper, "I...I...Thank you..."

Fang Rong immediately went to see her ship's maid to prove her innocence. However, Silweid only looked at this scene with a smile, not caring. Instead, she pointed to her arm and asked with her eyes whether his injury was important.

Fang Zhu shook his head and stood up from the ground with support.

His right hand was hanging down, and he could hardly feel it, at least it should have been a fracture. But he didn't care, but he just wanted to return to the battlefield. The Dragon Queen Alaisha made a huge mess for him, but the battlefield seemed to be still for a moment.

Except for Luo Wei, Shui Wuming and his group, no one noticed the abnormality in this direction for the time being.

But it's only temporary.

"Ed..." Shui Wuming and others came over from a distance, and had not forgotten the shocking scene he had seen before, "You are..."

"Nothing," Fang Zhu shook his head at the few people, "Let's get out of this place."

But in fact, it's still a little late at this moment.

The bright light recedes like a tide—

In the air, the shadow of the dragon disappeared without a trace.

The imperial army, which was washed away, looked up at the giant dragon structure floating in the air. It should have been one or two folds on the hands of the elemental tyrant, but at this moment it was saved by unknown forces and was floating on the battlefield in ruins.

The master craftsman then came back from the shock, immediately calmed down, raised his magic gloves to take back his dragon knight.

He pointed it lightly and ordered it to descend not far from the fortress. The Imperial Army immediately rushed to protect this huge mechanical creation. But after all this, the craftsman master from the Empire stopped paying attention to how his dragon knight was injured, and immediately turned his attention to a corner of the battlefield.

Karleye Draka's gray robed wizard was also searching for something on the battlefield with his own eyes.

This great magician reserve has just lost his magic wand. As the youngest genius of Karleye Draka, the Snake Venom and the leader of the generation of spiritual warlocks, he should always be inseparable from his magic power.

But at this moment, he no longer cared about so much.

"Mr. Lelayette, your magic wand..."

"Don't bother me!"

The wizard shouted coldly, and the magic wand was difficult to find in this chaotic situation, and he didn't care at all at this moment.

The Elemental Lord had already crossed the door, and the elements here were already in chaos and could not be sorted out. He could not even cast a reconnaissance spell with his magic wand, which was not as reliable as his naked eyes. But he suddenly remembered the Saint Selected person he sent to that direction, and immediately reached his hand under his robe.

The wizard of gray robe looked at the silver-gray, masterless magic book floating not far away from him.

He obviously hesitated for a moment, and a trace of uncertainty flashed between his expression.

And in the air—

The great craftsman of Mefik, a griffin warlock from the Golden Flame Hall, was waving his lips and giving some commands through the communication crystal.

"Master Alterak," the magicians on both sides were shocked. "The craftsmen are an indispensable part of the plan. They must find ways to maintain the passage opened by the elemental tyrants, and you cannot let them-"
To be continued...