A living legend in the High Wasteland has fallen! But in its place, a new legend is on the rise!

With the death of One-Eyed Lonte, the primitive tribes of the north are bound to usher in a new power struggle, and since most of the light and strong are either killed by the terrifying magic of the floating city, or faint from inhaling anesthetic gas, only a few have escaped, so they can no longer pose any threat to the civilized world.

Such a heavy defeat is enough to make the entire wasteland unable to recover for more than ten years, especially the orcs who used to be kings and hegemons, they are bound to be besieged by other races, and maybe a new round of wasteland hegemony is about to begin...... Looking at the devastated streets, Fugner couldn't help but sigh slightly.

But he knew it was the best outcome for war-torn Wywood.

Although it seems that the losses are heavy, there is no danger, the houses are gone, the houses can be rebuilt, the money is gone, and the money can be earned, as long as most of the residents are alive.

After all, after this fiasco, the primitive tribes in the north are unable to go south in a short period of time, and whether they continue to capture slaves or open up wasteland in the future, they can bring great benefits, and the re-emergence of Wywood City is just around the corner.

"We won...... Finally won ......"

Fugner sat on the ground and muttered to himself.

He didn't even know what he was supposed to do at the moment.

Cry?

It doesn't seem right in the moment of victory.

Laugh?

Look at the homeless civilians and the corpses strewn around the walls, how could it be possible to laugh.

The cruel nature of war is embodied in this moment, there are no cheers, no flowers, no so-called honor, only oppressive silence, even Vaughn, who has just defeated the one-eyed Ronter, there is no trace of joy, only a faint regret and regret, as if remembering a worthy opponent.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do.

Robert quietly came behind Fugner and reminded in a low voice: "Viscount, you should send someone to collect the prisoners trapped outside the city, the master needs these good laborers." ”

"Oh! Oh! I almost forgot that there was a huge threat outside the city. That's tens of thousands. ”

Fugner suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly stood up and commanded the remnants of the orc warriors and human militia to set off.

With a large amount of rope began to capture the captives.

In this battle array, they more or less had some relatives and friends who died at the hands of the enemy, so they moved fiercely and ruthlessly, basically tying up those who were not dead, and then kicking them hard at the fragile nose.

If you are honest enough to be better, once a captive dares to resist, it will be a blow immediately, and you will never give up until you beat the blood.

Watch a qiē get on track.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Robert walked straight to Viconia and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to come with me to meet the master?" ”

"No, now is the time to spread the faith, and I don't want to waste my precious time on boring romances."

Without even thinking about it, Viconia rejected the thief leader's offer.

As a dark elf woman, she has always believed that only by showing her own value is the best guarantee to maintain this partnership, otherwise sooner or later she will be abandoned.

It has to be said that this kind of thinking is bizarre, but it is common in the cities of the dark elves underground.

Normally, the head mother of a noble family can change her father-in-waiting frequently, but she will never change a strong martial arts chief.

The former is nothing more than a tool to vent (desire) desires, and can be discarded at any time as long as you get tired of it.

The latter is one of the cornerstones of the family, and it will never be touched lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

Robert was quite aware of this way of thinking of the dark elves, so he shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Okay, but don't expect me to help you hide the fact that you are pregnant. ”

Viconia scoffed, stood up and walked straight to where the priest's apprentice was.

She plans to take advantage of the emptiness of the hearts of the city's inhabitants to vigorously develop her faith, and strive to turn Wywood City into a base for Apodell, the son of the Slayer.

"Woman...... Hehe......"

Robert shook his head with a smile and strained his legs.

Instantly transformed into a huge golden dragon, instigating its wings to fly towards the floating city.

His sudden deformation caused a commotion.

But it quickly subsided.

"Transforming into a dragon is really an enviable ability. I don't know when I'll be as strong as him. ”

Alan squinted his eyes as he looked at the sky and muttered to himself.

The brutal war has made him grow a lot, both in terms of ability and psychology, especially when he sees his friends who can talk and laugh in the last second, and the next second he is pierced by a sword, the huge contrast is enough to make normal people collapse, but he survived and persevered to the end.

Amy gently stroked the boy's silver hair and said with a smile, "Don't sigh, let's go, go and meet your father, maybe he has a lot to say to you." ”

"Of course, Aunt Amy, I also want to get a closer look at the city in the sky, which is called a magical miracle."

As soon as the words fell, a strong white light flashed, and the two immediately disappeared in place, leaving only stunned ordinary people.

On the other hand, Debra also teleported to Olympus with Terminator and Vaughn, and as the war ended, there was no point in them staying in Wywood, so they came to Floating City to take on a new mission.

As for the one-eyed Lunter's corpse, it was left to the angry citizens, anyway, he had exhausted all the potential of his body before he died, and even if he became an undead puppet, he could not restore the level of a legendary warrior, so it was useless at all.

Just after everyone had left, Solaufen finally emerged from the sewers, his body emitting a pungent stench and a helpless wry smile on his face.

He swore that he would never use the magic of Tinzel's spatial transformation again.

…… In the central tower of the Floating City, Henry is talking to the three electors of the Goddess of Magic about his feud with the Netherworld, and he deliberately hides the little secret between himself and the Lost Lady Shar, and puts all the blame on the Lord of the High City, Telamante, and Sykodi and Borken listen silently.

A few minutes later, Kyle, who had roughly figured out what had happened, asked with a beard on his chin, "So Netherworld has the ability to summon the ancient evil creature, Dead Moon?" ”

Henry nodded very sternly: "That's right, I saw with my own eyes a headless monster with a rotten muscular humanoid appearance. Part of its filthy body is covered in holes and fissures, and it looks very similar to the surface of the Dead Moon. This monster seems to have some connection to the Dead Moon. At the same time, the whole body exudes the smell of ruin and death. ”

"Headless humanoid monsters?"

Kyleburne immediately frowned, then turned his head and asked his wife, "How is it, do you want to www.biquge.info anything in the Fun Pavilion?" ”

Ranching her long silver hair, Layla replied, "If I'm not mistaken." The headless monster is an extension of the will of the Dead Moon, and of course it can also be called the head or the avatar. According to legend, Dead Moon relied on these guys to travel through the vast universe in search of those planes that could be attacked, and mastering it in Ghost City was equivalent to mastering the method of summoning Dead Moon. ”

"Damn! That doesn't sound like good news! ”

Kelburn's face changed instantly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

As the most conscientious of all the Goddess of Magic electors, he was always committed to fighting evil and crime, and was even willing to sacrifice himself if necessary, and now he was a little nervous to learn that the entire main plane was facing such a great threat.

Leila took her husband's hand and patted it gently comfortingly, "Don't worry. Didn't Henry mention that Lawalker had a way to stop the Dead Moon from coming, maybe we could try to talk to him. ”

Kelburn shook his head with a wry smile: "I don't think that this wizard king of the Nethril era will help us, don't forget, he had a close cooperation with Sazastan in the first place, if it wasn't for the harpist's timely discovery, Ser Red Robe would have already controlled the powerful Abyss Lord to sweep through all the surrounding countries." ”

"But the past doesn't mean that Xiàn is there, no matter what the purpose, Lavoc has taken action this time to prevent the arrival of the Dead Moon, and also repelled the Netherworld City, I think it can be fought for. After all, he wasn't as intriguing as any other lich. Aside from that accidental leak of the Plague of Magic, he had barely killed any innocents. ”

At a critical moment, Erasdr stood up for the King of Wizards.

She felt that this old lich who had been living in seclusion in the tomb of the sorcerer was not as evil as rumored, and judging from what he had done, he did not have any good feelings for the Netherworld City, and was definitely an ally worth wooing.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, Kelburn finally stopped insisting on his opinion, raised his head and asked Henry, "You have had intimate contact with Laverk, tell me, what exactly does he want to do?" ”

"I don't know. He may have taken a little interest in me personally, or he may have been disgusted with what Terramante had done. In short, I am grateful for what he did today. ”

Henry quietly hid his private friendship with the Wizard King.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to have to go for myself. Let's go Leila, let's see what Lawalker's attitude is on this matter. ”

As he spoke, Kelburn took his wife's hand and walked straight to the door.

Because under the influence of the Magic Chain, no one can cast any teleportation spells without Henry's permission, even the Goddess of Magic's chosen people.

However, the Leilas apparently had no intention of snooping into the secrets of the Floating City, so they preferred to walk out rather than ask Henry for permission to open the teleportation.

Looking at the fading backs of the two, Erasdra sighed slightly: "Hey...... I really hope they can make some progress, otherwise it would be too dangerous to let the Netherworld hold such a terrifying thing. ”

Just as Henry was about to say something, the moon elf Helen hurriedly walked in, she first saluted everyone elegantly, and then said: "I'm sorry to disturb your conversation, there is a boy outside who claims to be Master Henry's son, I want to confirm that it's true?" Plus, he really looks like you. ”

As soon as the words fell, Shi Kodi immediately stood up excitedly: "Lady luck is on top!" Alan is coming? Take me to him! ”

Helen turned her head to stare at Henry, and when she saw the latter nodding, she smiled and said to Sycody, "Please come with me, Madame, your son is resting in the hall at this moment." ”

Soon, the two walked out of the room.

Immediately after that, Borken also casually found an excuse and left.

He could feel that the atmosphere in the room was starting to get a little ambiguous, so he didn't intend to stay as an eyesore.

The room that had been full of people became empty in the blink of an eye, and Erastro got up from his chair, wrapped his arms around Henry's neck from behind, and whispered in his ear: "I have twenty minutes, if you want to do something, please hurry up......"

Hearing such suggestive words, Henry didn't say a word, and pulled Erastro to the chair with his backhand and pounced on it.

It didn't take long for the moans of the woman's soul and the heavy gasping of the man to be heard in the room...... (To be continued)