The oscillations of the explosion caused the mountain to collapse, and the walls on both sides of the canyon kept falling large and small debris.
Luo Di seemed to sense what was happening behind him, but the wave of qi behind him swept in, leaving them with no room to turn back.
The golden light completely suppressed the sunlight in the sky, as if the land had been ruled by the burning flames, and the violent shock wave slammed into the mountains, and the land was cut apart.
Everyone ran out of the other side of the canyon in one breath, and there was a loud rumbling sound behind them, and when they looked back, they saw that the passage of the canyon had been blocked by countless large and small gravels.
"Augustine, he, he, and they are all gone," Roddy seemed a little stunned.
Everyone was covered with dust, and they could barely distinguish their faces, only Miaosi's head had been buried in Roddy's arms, and at this moment she finally raised her head, although she was too weak to speak, but two tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
Although Miao Si didn't hear Augustine's last words, but such a violent explosion, coupled with the fact that she could no longer feel half of Augustine's breath at this moment, then presumably everyone fought this battle to the extreme, originally with Ruolan and Old Mark, two masters who had almost reached the level of a paladin, and then Black Sha and Old Sith, two magicians who had reached the level of a great cultivator, but they were beaten to the ground by the other party.
Not only are Black Yarn and Ruolan completely incapacitated now, but Old Mark is also injured, if it weren't for Augustine's desperate sacrifice in the end, I'm afraid that the whole army would really be wiped out here.
Luo Di gritted his teeth and looked at everyone, but said in a low voice: "Go" Everyone didn't speak, they all knew that there was no other choice now, and escaping to the beach as soon as possible to get on the boat and leave was the only choice.
Luo Di took a deep look at the old magician, this is clearly the territory of the kingdom of Sauron, and the people and horses of the temple of the brigade can actually run here, then the suspicion of King Sauron will definitely not be able to escape.
And he is too optimistic, the temple can rule the continent for so long, naturally they have something powerful, the most important thing is that their side is strong, but in the end, they lost completely.
At the moment, there were no horses, and everyone had to walk.
Fortunately, there were no pursuers behind to kill again.
Augustine's self-explosion blocked all their pursuers.
On this side of the canyon, a large pit with a radius of dozens of meters has appeared on the ground, and there are many broken corpses of dragon warriors scattered around, most of the blood has dried up, and the rest has also mixed with dust, turning into red, red, black and black things.
Augustine's body had vanished, his fighting spirit exploded, burning every part of his body, and at this moment there was not even a metal armor left, and on the ground, only a broken cross sword remained The slashing sword is a unique sword of paladins, and it can be regarded as a rare good sword, but at this moment, only half of it is left, and the sword body is scorched black, and it is slanted into the ground.
On the ground next to it, there was a slender and long sword, although the sword was still basically intact, but there were also a few more gaps in the blade.
It was the same accessory that Arslan used.
The paladin's self-detonation power is unusual, even though this sword is a treasure of the dragon clan, it can't withstand it.
Arslan and Augustine were gone, but their swords were stuck tightly to the ground, as if they were entangled in their lives.
Suddenly, a hand reached over and pulled out the thin sword on the ground.
The hand was hidden in a set of black robe sleeves from the wrist onwards, and the slender fingers were ten fingers, and the sword was gently and delicately held in the hand.
A golden light emerged from this hand, and instantly shrouded the blade of the sword, and the sword made a sound similar to a dragon's groan, and quickly healed automatically, and the originally broken place quickly became new.
The man looked at the sword with satisfaction, and let out a faint sigh The sun had been obscured by the dust, and the whole sky was groggy, and this man stood under this gloomy sky, the hem of his black robe fluttering, revealing a pair of calves as white as jade.
"Arslan, I said you wouldn't make it.
Alas, alas," the voice was low and indescribably charming, as if it had the tone of an ancient chant.
This guy is the mysterious man in black who has been following Arslan in the temple all along "Arslan, how beautiful you were when you were alive" There was a hint of fanaticism and fascination in those eyes, but then they dimmed: "It's a pity, after you died, didn't you just become a dust, but I really miss your wonderful body" The man held a sword in one hand, and with the other he took off the black cloak from his head, revealing his own face, which was as clear as a knife, and its slender eyes, which were not considered a defect, but rather gave people a seductive feeling, especially the long eyelashes that shrouded the eyes underneath.
And under the straight bridge of the nose, the little red mouth has a cold smile on the corner of the mouth.
Such a face is actually the same as Arslan Unfortunately, on that slender neck, there is a bulge that is the Adam's apple of the male surname He seemed to look around: "Well, those little guys are also dead Alas Augustine, you make me feel very distressed, although those young men are useless, but I have lost so much at once, and I will not be able to explain to those old guys in the clan."
"Hmph, there is still one paladin left in the temple, and the remaining few sages are just some empty shelves, although that combination of magic is really a bit of a headache," said this, a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "Prometheus, what power do you have to restrain our great dragons?"
A long laugh rang out in the ruined wilderness, 'The fleeing crowd is not far from the sea, and will soon reach a small town, small in size, but a port in the southernmost part of the kingdom of Sauron.
Roddy couldn't support it anymore, and his weakness made it impossible to hold Miaosi anymore.
As the crowd fled, Roddy discovered a situation that made him angry, and Nydith did not follow Old Mark took Seth with him, and the old magician grabbed the unconscious Princess Ruolan, while he hugged Myoscanedis but disappeared "Don't look at it, Roddy" The old magician said lightly: "With such a violent explosion, no one can survive" A cold light flashed in Roddy's eyes, and he looked at the old magician quietly.
The old magician was actually suppressed by his gaze and seemed to be a little unbearable, so Luo Di said lightly: "What about you, when are you going to do it?"
"What" Luo Di sneered: "No need to pretend, didn't the king order you to leave me in the Roland Continent" After a pause, Luo Di sneered: "This is the territory of the Sauron Kingdom at all, if it wasn't deliberately arranged by the king, then the people and horses of the temple of the brigade can calmly sneak in here to stop us Also, we have made such a big movement in the battle, why is it that there is no army stationed around here for so long, and no one has come?"
The old magician was already in a cold sweat on his head, and he smiled reluctantly: "You are very thoughtful. ” Roddy sighed: "Old Sith, we have been suffering together in the Dwarven Country, so I don't want to be your enemy, but if you are still ready to do it here, I'm afraid I won't have a choice." ” The old magician seemed to be smiling bitterly, but his gaze was very determined, and he could only hear him whisper: "I'm sorry, Roddy, I don't want to do this, but, since I was born, this life has contributed to the revival of the Shaga Empire."
His body had already taken a few steps back quickly, standing outside the attack range of Luo Di and the others, his hands were slightly opened, and the magic fluctuations on his body quickly expanded.
"Roddy," he shouted in a deep voice, "you should understand, now you are not my opponent, you suffered too much loss in the battle just now, and now none of you is my opponent" Luo Di still held the scimitar sideways, sneered, and said, "When have you ever seen me surrender?"
The old magician seemed to want to say something: "I just can't let you leave the Roland Continent, if you are willing to go back to the royal capital with me, you can do it so that at least your companions don't have to die" Old Mark let out a long laugh, jumped out lightly with a sword, stopped Roddy behind him, and said with a smile: "Old boy, you might as well show all your skills, let my old man see what you are good at."
The old magician let out a long howl, and in the terrible and sharp whistling, four or five wind blades shot from his hand, but Old Mark's body turned into a red light and instantly blocked left and right, blocking all the wind blades that shot from those directions.
Sith's voice was even lowered: "It's useless Although you are a knight-level warrior, but this kind of long-distance combat, you are not the opponent of the magician, Roddy, and finally give you another chance, first, I will kill all of you, and then arrange this place as a false appearance that you were killed by the temple Second, you obediently follow me back to the royal capital, you will be secretly placed under house arrest, but your life can be preserved" Luo Di sneered, slashed the scimitar in his hand, and shouted: "Die" Old Sith seemed to sigh: "Well, forgive me, I don't have a choice."
He was just halfway through his sentence when he suddenly let out a scream of surprise I saw that half of the sword blade with blood pierced out of the old magician's chest, and the tip of the sword was still dripping with blood, and the old magician saw such a sword blade stabbing out of his chest, and his eyes were almost bulging, with an incredible gaze, as if he couldn't believe the reality in front of him And in the face of this sudden drastic change, Old Mark and Roddy also seemed to be stunned I heard a crisp and cold voice behind Old Sith whispering: "Forgive me, although I don't want to do this, but I don't have a choice" The long sword was drawn, and the old magician took a deep breath into it, but could not spit it out anymore, and opened his hands as if trying to grasp something, but he could not succeed, and finally fell behind him in the dust, and a man half covered in blood seemed to stagger and stood there, it was Nitsh At this moment, half of Nice's body was soaked in blood, and her originally delicate and pretty face lost its blood, but looking at Roddy in her eyes, there was a deep sense of love and hate.
Roddy also seemed stunned, and by the time he came back to his senses and went to help Nidis, Nidith had finally collapsed.
Roddy ran over quickly and put Edith on his shoulder, and before he could speak, Edith suddenly opened her mouth and bit Roddy on the neck She bit so hard, but there was still no way to bite Roddy, and Roddy could clearly feel two lines of cold tears flowing down his neck.
"I was going after you, and I wanted to leave," Nice's voice carried a deep resentment, "When that she-dragon stabbed you, you actually pushed me away, don't I even have the right to die with you?"
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Roddy's first reaction was that he wanted to scold the woman fiercely, but then his throat was blocked, as if something was choked in his throat, and he couldn't say a word, but carefully helped Nidith over.
His movements were unexpectedly light, as if he was afraid that a little bit of force would pull the wound on Nidis's body.
At this moment, Roddy could only hold Nidis with one hand, and Mioss with the other, and sighed: "Okay, this is not a place to stay, we must leave quickly" Old Mark didn't move, he suddenly showed a wry smile, pointed to the direction of the sky, and sighed: "I'm afraid it's not so simple."
In the sky, the dusty sun seemed to be a little obscure, and a slender figure floated there, his whole body shrouded in black robes, and in his hand, he carried a slender sword Although it was impossible to see who it was, the murderous aura that permeated that person's body was undoubtedly revealed "It's really touching, I didn't expect me to be half a step late, and I actually saw such a touching scene" The man gradually fell to the ground, his feet touched the ground, and he walked over with such a swagger.
When he saw his face clearly, Roddy was surprised and said, "Arslan" "No, you're wrong."
The man smiled, the smile on his face was as feminine and pure as moonlight: "My name is not Arslan, my name is more complicated to say in the language of the dragon clan, but translated into your human language, it means that you can call me the successor of the dragon god."
As he spoke, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then Old Mark and Roddy felt a fierce pain in their brains, as if they had been stabbed by something, and involuntarily staggered back a few steps To be continued: