goddess of revolution

Chapter 105 The Little Dragon Girl's Illusion
In Viscount Prell's territory, the undead army is still attacking the barrier and the castle, and even the wounded are on the stone wall.

Watching another tide of bones emerge from the fog of undeath, Talens summoned the core members in the territory.

"It was about that time, and the Viscount spoke to me."

He glanced at the people around him, including Sebadian and Sardar, two elders in the territory, as well as church backbones like Stan, Gambit, Asuna, and Wilson, and Ada, the guest minister.

"More than 100 people have died, and the rest are wounded," Talens said. "The barrier is about to collapse, and we have reached the limit."

He looked at Ada first: "Master Isaac, please take the steward and Mr. Knight away."

"This... well, we have achieved something unimaginable by ordinary people," the magician of the glasses girl said wearily. The battles of the past few days have exhausted her magic power and family wealth. Turned it out and drank it.

Talens said to the backbone of the church: "You all have teleportation symbols, now teleport away..."

Stan frowned: "Priest, how is this possible!?"

Gambit yelled: "We can still hold on! There is no end to this gang of bones!"

"How about you, priest?"

Asuna shook her head: "Even if you want to retreat, the priest must go first!"

"Tina and Round Hook are still outside, I have to wait for them, and..."

A holy light floated on Tarrence's face: "There are still so many civilians. My Lord has great love in his heart. How can he sit by and watch them die tragically? Even if they can't be saved, someone must accompany them. Let them travel to the River Styx. Lonely."

Everyone looked at the old priest with admiration, as expected of an old senior whom the Viscount wholeheartedly trusted, his conduct was so noble.

"The first priest to be martyred is a higher existence than a saint in any church. My Lord will definitely take me into the Kingdom of God."

Tarrence thought beautifully. Over the past few days, young people have grown up like flying, but he, the third-level thorn priest, still has nothing to do, which makes him feel strongly that he is old.

It seems that the cardinal archbishop promised by the viscount can't do it. It's a pity, but being able to ascend to the kingdom of God and become an eternal petitioner is not a treatment that every cardinal archbishop can enjoy. This deal is worth it!
The silence lasted for a long time, and Asuna said in a more resolute tone: "No! The priest is our mentor, and we must not let the mentor stand in front of us apprentices. I will not leave!"

Tarrence was trembling with anger. Although he was a little moved, don't compete with me for the first place!
"The viscount said that our church is different from other churches. The higher the status of colleagues, the more they should sacrifice and suffer first." The old man moved out Li Qi to oppress others.

"Then apprentices and even civilians should go first!"

"Yes, send the youngest apprentice away, we must keep the seeds of the church!"

"I haven't hit enough yet!"

The backbones didn't listen at all, and Tarrence was so anxious that he wanted to hit people with a mace.

Just as they were arguing, the air crackled and exploded, as if there was a thunder.

The enchantment disappeared...

Tarrence was burning with anxiety: "Let's go!"

"I can bring a few more people, use the teleportation talisman to save a few more people!"

After fighting side by side with everyone for several days, Ada also felt that she was a non-staff member of this group.

No, she was originally the territory's magic advisor and Li Qi's photography apprentice.

The tide of bones is gradually approaching, and various high-level undead such as liches, banshees, abominations, skeleton knights, ghoul lords, etc. can be vaguely seen, the number of which is daunting.

This made the dispute even more intense...

"Just draw lots to decide who will stay." I don't know who came up with such a bad idea, but it won the approval of everyone except Tarrence, which made the old man jump.

Just as he was about to use the priest's authority to make a statement, the civilians below suddenly shouted.

"They ran away!"

"God, the undead retreat!"

"Mom, I really survived!"

The cheers were louder and louder, and at the top of the castle, Tarrence and the crowd looked at each other.

The undead army, just retreat! ?

………………

Conrad City, the headquarters of the Knights of the Kingdom.

"All members of the Knights are in place! We have also gathered [-] noble private soldiers and [-] mercenaries. Our number exceeds [-]! Among them, the number of priests and professionals is as high as [-]!"

The hall was full of high-level knights, private soldiers and mercenary leaders, who were listening to the deputy head's battle deployment and mobilization.

"Stop talking nonsense about failure without Her Royal Highness's army! Our army is enough to quell this undead disaster that shook the entire Fein!"

The deputy head pointed at the light screen, and said impassionedly: "According to our reconnaissance, there are not many high-level undead in the undead army, and their actions have no strategy, they just move forward..."

Someone pointed at the center of the tide of bones in the light screen and said: "Their target is that castle, and they haven't captured it yet."

"that's not important!"

The deputy head glanced at the leader of the mercenary group, and firmly pressed the eyes of "you are new here" on the other's face.

He said disapprovingly: "Their persistence is admirable, but their role is limited to this. We are the real power to eliminate this natural disaster of the undead! Hadron, and even the entire Finn, are looking forward to us Show off your bravery!"

"Yes, the glory belongs to us!"

The head of the Grand Regiment, Baron Numan El, said loudly: "We gathered in the city of Conrad with only one purpose, to protect Hadron and its people! We will turn into a long steel wall and not let a single undead go! Conrad Decheng is the last line of defense! We can't take a step back, Iron Crown City is behind us!"

Compared with the dry and exaggerated mobilization of the deputy head, the grand head's tragic speech resonated strongly with those present who had been on the line of life and death more than once.

"For Hadron!"

"For glory!"

"Our struggle will surely be recorded in the annals of history!"

"Let's fight, undead!"

People raised their arms and shouted, and their emotions were at their peak.

The scene on the light screen suddenly changed, and a magician's face appeared, and he said dumbfounded: "The undead, the undead have retreated!"

The shouting in the hall stopped abruptly, and many people couldn't catch their breath, their eyeballs protruding from the suffocation.

"What? Withdrawal?"

The deputy head turned pale: "How is this possible? Are you sure? Really... sure?"

The magician said ignorantly: "Could I still be wrong? The undead really retreated, and the fog of undead is dissipating. Look..."

He turned the mage's eye at an angle, and zoomed in on the view of Prior Castle, where the guards were cheering.

There was a series of puffing sounds, and the deputy head bent his back, clenched his fists, and said in grief and indignation: "Why did you retreat? Why did you retreat!?"

"Hey, it was Viscount Pryor's group who repelled the undead disaster! Huma, it seems that they don't even have 1000 people, and they are all civilians, right?"

The leader of the mercenary group tsk-tsk just now, causing the surrounding people to stare at him, but they couldn't say a word.

"This is a good thing..."

Baron Numanel said happily: "Although there is no chance of gaining glory, many people will survive because of it. Isn't that great?"

Including the deputy head, everyone felt as if they had been hit hard in the chest, stared at their eyes, and wanted to vomit blood.

not good at all!

Didn't they come just for the glory, and the gold bush behind the glory?

But all of this is gone.

The baron ordered: "Everyone, don't relax your vigilance, continue to monitor, and don't slack off in the suppression of scattered undead."

When the hall was empty, the baron, who was originally as calm as Mount Tai, twisted his face in an instant.

"Retreat... actually retreat..."

He leaned on the table, shaking his body: "I've been squatting here for so long, what the hell am I doing?"

The baron slammed his head down suddenly, and the wooden table was blown into a large mass of sawdust.

………………

"The undead have retreated..."

In the sky, the silver dragon shuttled between the clouds, giving a panoramic view of the scene on the ground.

Timmy asked in surprise, "What happened?"

"I don't know, but this is a good thing, we have completed the task," Jing Shi said, "Now we just need to wait for news from Viscount Prell."

"You can't just leave like this!"

Timmy said unwillingly: "We have to save some evidence that we have helped you a lot! There are many ways to cover up your identity. Without evidence, how can you bill Li Qi?"

Jing Shi sighed: "You still think about this..."

"there!"

Timmy's short pink hair flashed a burst of iridescence: "I saw the direction where Li Qi was asked to pay at least one hundred thousand gold bushels!"

"Why do you always use your ability for such things!"

Jingshi really can't do anything about his sister, who makes the girls of Osquim's family special, making them superior to others in the family... no, Gao Longyi.

Yinlong supported Timmy and headed south at full speed, flying, and found that something was wrong.

"My Zulong..."

Timmy looked at the silhouette of the mountains rising and changing suddenly in the distance, dumbfounded: "Is this the Misty Swamp? How do I feel the Keel Plateau?"

The swamp, which was originally covered by heavy fog, seemed to have a huge monster moving from the ground, lifting up the mountain peaks until they disappeared into the clouds.Because the changes were too drastic, the water and mud brought up were still flowing down, pulling out waterfalls and mudslides.

"The magic field has become very disordered, we should leave here immediately!"

Jing Shi said nervously that he only cared about his sister's safety.

Timmy is stubborn: "That means my prophecy has failed! Never!"

Jing Shi was about to speak when his body suddenly swayed: "Not good! I can't keep my balance!"

The silver dragon rolled violently, and Timmy's small body was thrown into the air. Fortunately, she had small iridescent wings, so she wouldn't fall off, but like the mirror stone, she spun in the air.

"I, I, I... I'm dizzy..."

Timmy squinted and yelled, then collided with something.

"Mirror stone!?"

"Aha, a little dragon girl who is alone, doesn't have the ability to transform into a dragon yet."

Yin Jie's voice said: "It's just a matter of taking it back and making it into a corpse girl to make up for my loss!"

"Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror... Shi, help--life!"

A necromancer, sitting on the back of a two-headed dragon, chased Timmy like a rabbit.

The silver light was shining, and the silver dragon shot out of the clouds like a sharp arrow, tearing the double-headed dragon into pieces in two or three hits, and then rushed towards the necromancer floating in the air.

"Yinlong! Wait! This is a misunderstanding! I am a disciple of Master Youzan, and my name is E..."

Before he finished speaking, Yinlong took a mouthful of dragon flames and burned the necromancer into ashes.

Timmy flapped his rainbow wings and returned to the back of the silver dragon with difficulty: "What did he seem to be talking about just now?"

"Who knew... roar—!"

Before Jingshi could finish speaking, he bumped into something hard and roared subconsciously.

An airship looms, wobbling from the impact.

Timmy was thrown out of the dragon's back again, rushed onto the deck of the airship, rolled for a while, and stopped at someone's feet.

"Jing Shi, I will sue you for dangerous driving when you go back!"

She sat on the deck, rubbed her waist and complained loudly.

"Timmy!?"

A familiar voice shouted in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Li Li Li... Odd!?"

Timmy jumped up: "I've been looking for you!"

She still stammered: "You, don't, don't get me wrong, I don't care about you, you are dead or alive! But you are my private, private mercenary and, and consultant, and I am waiting for you to help me Earn, earn money!"

"I'm so touched," Li Qi said sincerely, "I've decided to tailor a new fantasy drama series for you, and let you get at least one hundred thousand gold bushels of remuneration!"

"what!?"

Timmy was stunned, and then he yelled in grief and indignation: "I don't want this kind of one hundred thousand gold bushes!"

Then she saw clearly who was standing next to Li Qi.

"The country, the king, your majesty!?"

Haven't these two been at loggerheads?How did you get together?And it seems that the relationship is not bad?

Timmy rubbed his forehead and moaned, he must have overused his abilities and had hallucinations!Including the previous changes in the Misty Swamp, they are all hallucinations!
(End of this chapter)