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“What else can I do? Is there any way?!” Bishop was clenching his fists and his nails were rushing into the flesh. He screamed: “No way! Only speed up ceremony!”

“In that case, summon does not have a complete body.” The person behind changed his face.

“That’s too late.”

Bishop’s face was terrifying, and this sudden scene completely disrupted his layout. He now finally figured out where the other party is sacred, but he never dreamed that the revenge of a small noble from Aouine was so terrifying.

He regretted it in his heart. He knew that he should be more cautious. Although the instructions of the great queen must be completed, they can at least be more secretive. More perfect.

However, this World regret is only a bitter aftertaste, and there is no chance to come over.

“Even if it’s not complete…” Bishop shook his fist like a wrinkled orange, gnashing teeth: “It’s enough—”

He stared at the silver line in the dark night sky, which was like the spectacular scene formed by the two rounds of the moon, but the moon in the previous round was as black as the shadow.

“Twilight, Twilight, no, Twilight… but that’s it.”

This is the Tree Shepherds plan for thousands of years, they must succeed.

Since they broke with World Circle, they have been implementing one’s own claims, what Truth, what World Tree institutions, what Earth Legion, and what arbiter are all useless.

God races have failed again and again.

Only they can save it all, from the wither, the ashes, the balance between everything and nature, cruel and fragile –

Druids’s creed, is it not from this?

……

“You must return to Her Majesty -“

Casette’s words came to an abrupt end.

He saw a little silver light, as if from a distant sky.

The mobs are pushing each other, retreat each other, and a bloody evil God’s Son is torn into pieces by the dark mist of the sky, and the green mist in the surging black fog transmits the meaning of ice and cold.

“That’s a wolf…” His adjutant was astonished behind him.

“I know.” Flaming Knight’s mood is much lower than before: “Have you read Dark Blue Poem?”

“what?”

“Have you read Dark Blue Poem!” Cassett turned back in disgust, grabbed the collar of the latter and asked loudly, “Idiot?”

“Below…under…” The adjutant was obviously scared.

“That’s a wolf, you know?”

“I……”

“The wolf is before Twilight,” Flaming Knight said in desperate expression: “Dragon of Twilight is not dead… we are finished…”

The silver light in his eyes is becoming brighter.

The black fog is like a tidal wave that flows over the heads of refugees and flocks to the city wall. Numerous teeth are hidden in it. When they pass over the soft body, like an invisible blade, they pick up a path of blood.

The screams are coming and going.

The soldiers were pale and the war was beyond their imagination.

Flaming Knight pushed his adjutant away, and the latter drew back, he pulled out the long sword, and the sword light shimmered with a meteor. “You go down.”

“Ser Knight?” The adjutant was scared and stunned.

“Go down!” Casset roared. “This is not the place you should stay!”

“but……”

“Nothing.” Knight patted one’s own chest and replied proudly: “I am Casette (Knight of Lottschell), I drive for Flame King (one of the one hundred and twenty Knights), here ( This place), it should be my buried bones (it is the place where the sword is folded).”

The words of the ages overlap each other as if the two sounds reverberate over the city wall.

It is the oath of Yan.

The crowd seemed to see an illusory silhouette blending into Casette’s body, as if to see the hundred thousand years ago on the plains of St. Bai, one hundred and twenty Knights swear by the sword and follow the great back.

“Go on.”

Casette had a sword, and the red light curtain rose from behind him. The dark fog behind it was soaring, and countless horrific Giant Wolf was tumbling in it.

The light curtain immediately rang.

Knight’s face is white: “Fast, I can only support for a moment.”

The soldiers had already scared their legs and cried and fell down the stairs. Only the adjutant went back alone – he was at least a Knight, and the courage in his heart defeated the fear of death, and he saw a little silver light.

This silver light is the same as in the eyes of Flaming Knight.

“You still don’t leave?” Casset roared.

“Adult, that’s…”

“kā chā ――”

An almost half-sized Giant Wolf bit the light curtain behind Cassel, and opened the dark mouth, and bit it to Flaming Knight.

But it hasn’t had time to close the upper and lower jaws, and a silver thread has already been punctuated from its hindbrain.

The adjutant greatly opened his mouth.

One person rides, the horse vacates the four hooves, Knight holds the long spear, like a silver light, the long shuttle in the hand straight forward, the black mist is flying, a silver hair is like the moonlight that has passed away, and the roots are flying in the air.

“Thousands of troops -“

“–one strike!”

Medissa’s voice is over the fortress.

……