Seeing that the ritual of leaving the array had been completed, Imperial Thunder God invited her to take a walk and said in a relaxed tone.
"Let's go, then, Lord Zorfei Sebarishu, the 'Knot of Might.'”
Zofee replied cheerfully.
"Then, let's go. Dawn Thunder Sword, Jian Yu Thunder God Clan.”
In an instant, along with a thunderous boom, dazzling flashes burst out from the hem of the black Daoist robe. The Megatron Knot turned his lower body into lightning and soared into the sky.
Only the tent that had been blown away and the subordinates who had been covered in dust were left on the spot.
Zofee, who was surrounded by purple lightning, galloped in the sky above the battlefield. The tip of the bow-like trajectory pierced straight into the dark clouds that covered the sky above the battlefield.
The dark specks of objects attacked Zofee in groups.
They were countless fingertip-sized flies that made it difficult for people to breathe.
It was the Wind-of-Distraction, a technique of freedom that was performed by the Scout "Evil Realm Egg", Jiali, at a corner of the Nine Gaps Scales that could monitor the entire battlefield. With the swarm of flies that almost covered the sky, he could scout for information in a wide area and fight with them. They were just ordinary flies. Although they did not have much strength, their numbers were still shocking. F1Amehaze didn't engage in aerial battles precisely because of this dangerous air barrier.
Of course, to Zofee, who had purple lightning as her armor, Wind of Worry was practically nonexistent. The swarm of flies that gathered around him instantly turned into dust. In his blurry vision, he could vaguely see the giants standing in the battlefield ahead.
(Found it)
The other party seemed to have sensed it as well, and hurriedly put down the demonic flower on his shoulder.
"I'm going up--"
Zofee rolled up the lower hem of her Daoist robe and turned around.
"-Daaah-"
With the lightning behind him, the general of the F1Amehaze regiment kicked at the double-headed strange bird on "Rock Kai" Wuli Kemmi.
With the violent discharge, thunder boomed again. The iron giant could not withstand the overwhelming impact and fell to the ground.
At the eastern end of the intense exchange of fire between the two armies, there was a troop of reinforcements from the Burial Bell that was so neat that it made one's hair stand on end. They acted as the right wing of the central army to put pressure on the Beluwald Group.
They did not actively participate in the battle, but only kept pace with the defensive Central Army. If the middle army retreated one step, they would retreat one step. If they advanced two steps, they would advance two steps as well. They would only kill those who stood in their way mercilessly.
This strange party called themselves the " Masquerade Party ".
It was said that the strange scene in their camp was something that had not happened in hundreds of years.
In reality, there were only three people in the formation. However, those who knew about the Masquerade Ball would be horrified by the strange actions of this group.
In order to better match the pace of the Central Army, their main formation was just a square curtain that was propped up by four pillars. Its appearance was simple and plain.
In the middle of the empty formation, there was a black palanquin lined with silver. The four of them carried a sedan chair without a roof.
A young girl was sitting on the sedan chair.
The petite girl wore a white hat the size of a bamboo hat and a cloak of the same color. Her eyes were as clear as water, and she only opened them slightly. Her hands that were hanging in front of her held a staff weakly. Even though she was on the battlefield, there was a mysterious aura around her.
There were four knights drawn on paper around the carriage. They seemed to be the girl's guards. They did not seem thin, but they were overflowing with power. The four warriors stood tall in the wind, not swaying at all.
At this moment, the woman standing on the right side of the palanquin spoke.
"Still nothing, Hecate?”
The person who asked was a young beauty wearing a gray tight-fitting dress and many accessories. The third eye above her right eye could be vaguely seen.
The girl called Hecate still had her eyes closed, and her lips trembled slightly as she spoke in an almost inaudible voice.
"No, not a single stroke has been touched.”
"Hmm…if the battle ends before then, it will be meaningless. Sudena, how much do you think the might of the Knot of Tremor will affect the battle?”
Standing on the left front of the palanquin, the giant man in pitch-black armor, Shudena, sneered under his visor.
" Hahaha, our military advisor, the Reaper of Defiance, Her Highness Pelupenor, actually consulted others about battle. How can the nonsense of a person with shallow knowledge like me be worthy of hearing?”
The giant man tapped his helmet with the spear on his shoulder and sneered.
Peropearl, who was wearing a blindfold, smiled at the childish mockery.
"Heh…nothing much. I just wanted to consult with our general,'Thousand Transformations' His Highness Shudena.”
What he meant was that the final decision was still in his hands. Shudena snorted disdainfully at the question of this " Reaper of Defiance."
"Even if Thunder Aunt joins in, the battle situation won't change much.”
Even though he didn't have a good impression of him, the giant man still gave a clear answer. Basically, he did not have much bad feelings towards this military counselor. It was just that his personality was not compatible, that was all.
"It's better to say that both sides are intentionally maintaining a stalemate. One side stabilizing the formation and reorganizing the offensive is the turning point of the battle.”
"Yes." Pelupenor only nodded without any clear denial or affirmation. She wouldn't let others understand her thoughts so easily. She just asked again and again.
"If there is one thing that can decide the turn of the battle, it will be the participation of those two.”
As if he was anticipating something that was bound to happen, Shudena expressed his agreement this time.
"Heh. In that case, the two wings would also attack, and the two armies would attack with them as the center.‘Burial Bell only relied on the central army to hold the front line and not collapse. The left wing of the fellow murderers had also stopped moving forward after destroying the Burning Dust Pass. They must have been storing up strength for that moment.”
The two of them analyzed the battle situation as if it had nothing to do with them.
It could be said that this was only natural. In fact, not only did the Masquerade Party never think of working with the Burial Bell to advance the battle, it could even be said that this stalemate was the outcome they hoped for. After Sokal's death, they had maintained their pace all this time. This was to prevent a decisive situation from happening.
Although he was nominally accepting the Burial Bell's request to participate in the battle. However, their real goal was not Assis '' feat. Even though it was closely related to the Burial Bell, it was for a completely different purpose. Basically, the so-called rare divine fortune teller, the " Reaper of Defiance ", would not send reinforcements out of friendship, morality, or human feelings between his " disciples ".
The eye on Pelupenor's forehead looked up at the moonless sky. The dark clouds covering the sky were none other than the Wind of Worry, the Freedom Technique of the 'Brutal Realm Egg' Gally.
If that was the case, where were they planning to attack from? Even those two wouldn't be able to avoid the surveillance net of Wind of Worry and sneak into Brocken Fortress.”
" Hmm…I'll be discovered by the flies anyway. After that, I'll engage in a magnificent battle with the two wings. I'm sure you can see it on this battlefield. After that…is our appearance? No…"
Sudena and Pelupenor looked behind them. He looked at the girl who was still standing in the same position with her eyes closed.
" It's the time for our witch to appear…"
Hecate, the Witch's Throne of the Summit.
Military advisor Perpetual Judge,
General "Thousand Transformations" Shudena.
Although they were both powerful Kings of the Red World, their duties and principles of action were different. It was against common sense for the three officials of the Masquerade Party to gather in the same place.
However, this battle was not ordinary. The three of them had staked their lives and existence in this battle…It had a corresponding significance.
In a corner of the battlefield, the Three Pillar Officials were quietly waiting for the right moment.
The main peak of the Harz Mountains was Brocken, and it was made up of rolling mountains.
Unlike the Alps Ridge, which was known as the Wall of Blades, the " mountains " in this area were at most like a few steamed buns that had just risen.
However, their area was too large to be described as a mountain. The mountain was also covered with oak trees, beech trees, and cedar trees. Both the color and the number of trees were extremely shocking. It could be said that they were the waves of the earth.
Mount Brocken was like a huge wave, especially eye-catching.
As the stronghold of the Burial Bell, it was built on the flat ground at the top of the mountain.
This place was covered in fog all year round, and the locals called it the Demon Mountain in fear. Those who tried to get close would only leave their corpses at the foot of the mountain. Now, this land was the focus of the battle between the Red World and F1Amehaze, and it was burning hot.
Reflected by the explosion at the foot of the mountain, the outline of the tower that stood tall in the depths of the clouds gradually appeared. The mountain wind cut through the gaps in the fog, revealing pure white granite that was colder than the night.
The shape of the fortress was different from the ordinary buildings at that time. There were no conspicuous walls, but several towers that were integrated with the mountain peak as the top. Overall, it gave people a soft and magnificent feeling, but the details were solid and imposing. The whole picture was like a crown on a gentle mountain peak.
In the center of the crown was a particularly eye-catching giant tower, known as the " tower." This was the central organization of the F1Amehaze Corps, the Burial Bell. The empty space inside was illuminated by a bright green light.
The source of the light was a burning green flame, and above the flame was a birdcage.
With the flame as the pivot point, the golden scales that were divided into nine branches occupied the entire space. The extended arms carried house-sized plates. There were only five figures on the nine plates. Although there were five of them, they were not humans. Every single one of them was the King of the Red World, the Burial Bell's proud Top Operatives, the Nine Gai Scales.
Under the illumination of the raging green flames, a person spoke in a serious tone.
"You still haven't found it?"
It was silver in color, and it wore a golden crown on its forehead. It wore a bulging coat that covered its chest and leg guards, as well as a pair of spurred boots and a long sword on its back. It could be said that he was dressed like a knight or swordsman.
'Wings of the Rainbow' Merichm. The King on the right wing.
On the plate on the opposite side, there was a human-sized egg floating. On the egg were the faces of a demon, an old man, and a woman. The three faces answered in a comical voice.
"From whom?!" "Nothing!" "I haven't heard of it!"
He answered in a comical manner. The shaking masks of the pagoda tower let out a laugh.
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