Soul of Burning Steel

It was night, over the Ansen Mountains of the Ulan Empire, the dark clouds became thick, and the pattering rain carried the bone-wrapped chill, soaking every piece of soil.

The moon disappeared.

So darkness came like a tide.

The night sinks like water, the mist is surging, and the quiet eucalyptus forest dances like a ghost with the wind.

Nishizawa rode a war horse and stood in front of the village he sheltered. He looked at the fog and woods looming, as if the army of dead shadows that had no end, fell into silence.

After a long time, the heroic knight stroked the mount that had also revived into the heroic spirit, showing an unspeakable wry smile, he muttered to himself: "This number is really, more than the time I died."

Four hundred and eleven years ago, the flame knight Xizard Davel was in the Ansen Mountains, one man and one rider, lit the mountain fire at the expense of exhaustion, and defeated the three thousand elite mountain troops and four The titled knights of the same level prevented the Ulan Empire from being defeated in the frontal battlefield and retained most of its viable power. After the war, the descendants of the knights were led by Ansen, and countless survivors came here with reverence to worship statues and steles of heroes.

Three hundred and eighty-four years later, darkness surged, and the heroic spirit who had returned to the world again discovered that although the path he should take was exhausted, his battle was far from over.

But this time, the enemy has changed from the living to the dead.

More than 20 years ago, under the attack of the dead shadows like the tsunami waves, the revived Nishizawa led his descendants, and it was difficult to open up a small and small village in the mountains. This is located on the mainland of Grantia. The mountains in the northwest are inaccessible, and apart from the undead of some beasts, there will not be any strong souls awakened. Therefore, for the past twenty-seven years, despite the hardships, everyone is alive and stable. In addition to daily farming, It is hard to find the original crystal veins in the mountains.

But now, this peaceful time has come to an end.

The shadow named Army of the Dead has come here.

Just like an isolated island in the sea, now, the completely surrounded town has almost no way to retreat, except for the original crystal mine that leads to nowhere.

The knight held the lance tightly in his hand and pressed his left hand on the flail at his waist. With a thin voice, he said to the villagers who had already prepared luggage behind him and were waiting restlessly: "Run, run along the mine, stay with you Next to the underground river karst cave that was discovered last time, the crack hole is blocked and never come out again."

"So, what about you ancestor?"

A girl asked in an uneasy voice.

"I?"

The heroic spirit closed his eyes, and he chuckled softly. The Flame Spirit Knight opened his eyes again, and the magic energy began to boil in his body, and the human form composed of light instantly turned red, like a blazing flame.

"Of course I am going to do what the hero should do."

At this time, the darkness was driven away by the light of the flame, and the little sparks never extinguished between the ice and rain, but flickered and released temperature and heat. As the villagers retreated in an orderly manner, the knight drove the horse forward, which should have been There is no wisdom, and the army of dead shadows who only knows to obey orders gradually retreats, as if instinctively afraid of the flame that the heroic spirit ignited with his soul.

The next moment, the killing sounded, and the Ansen Mountains ignited a continuous fire for ten days.

Just as it was 411 years ago.

The same scene happened in every corner of Grantia.

In the fishing villages along the coast, frost-ridden mages froze tens of thousands of undead knights. In the quiet forest, the rangers manipulating the bows destroyed the dark legions one after another with a meteor-like rain of arrows.

Countless awakened but never fallen heroic spirits used their best to protect the people and things they wanted to protect, but under the suppression of the endless number of enemies, they all ushered in the defeat of the battle.

Centered on the Ulan Empire’s capital, Gethar, one after another undead troops that are completely different from ordinary dead shadows, silently went to the shelters hidden in the deep mountains and old forests. Under their attack, these Villages and towns sheltered by heroic spirits or strong human beings were conquered one after another. A certain secret and dark secret method made these heroic spirits, which could not be corrupted even in a cataclysm, corroded and degenerated in just a few days, and were assimilated into what they once was. The ranks of the enemy.

In the southwest of the mainland, the last four large-scale gathering places of human beings learned this shocking news nearly ten days later. They exerted their full strength on the side of the dead, showing their unexpected strength.

But at this time, they who dullly wanted to contact other shelters realized that apart from them, no other shelters exist anymore. Perhaps there are some scattered gathering places far away on the edge of the mainland, but they have already contacted them. Not up.

Today, these four guarding the last human habitat in the world of Grantia, the resting place of the heroes of the past, have been surrounded by darkness and completely isolated.

At the same time.

The Grandia continent, the central western region, the Shaya Mountains, the forest of the dark river.

rain.

heavy rain.

The heavy rain fell like the sky dumped, causing this swamp forest surrounded by mountains to be completely submerged by mud and water.

The leader of the Shaya Mountains, the overlord of the forest, the master of the swamp, and the king of the dark river, Urbani, stood in the center of the forest, at the top of the body composed of tree roots, and the purple flames glanced into the distance with one eye.

The air was filled with a deadly and gloomy breath, and the suffocating dense mist filled the air. Even the rain like a waterfall could not disperse it, but Urbani could see the thick mist. , With countless sensational black shadows, scarlet and cruel rays of light projected from a pair of eyes that had long lost their souls, condensed on the forest in front of them.

"Your Excellency King of Anchuan, is the situation okay now?"

The dragon wing girl's slightly weak voice sounded behind the giant tree man. Hylya, who had just healed her injury, said hesitantly: "If it doesn't work, let me be alone..."

"Shut up, human."

Urbani sternly rebuked with a sound that could shake the atmosphere: "My decision is not something you can question. Since I promised you to send you safely away from the forest of Anchuan, I will definitely not. Break your word."

"What's more, do you think these ants can stop me?"

And Hilya gave a wry smile.

It was not that she did not believe in the strength of the other party, but that she felt helpless and ashamed of her own strength.

Since the last time her family robes resonated, the powerful spirit of nature has changed his attitude. Urbani expressed his willingness to send her out of the Shaya Mountains so that she can go smoothly. Go to the southwest human gathering place.

But after that day, endless shadows came from nowhere, waiting in front of the forest, firmly surrounded here.

With the cooperation of Urbani, Hilya tried several times to break through, but all failed. The last time was probably the best chance, but due to her fatigue, a mistake made, not only failed to break through. , And let himself be seriously injured.

However, in addition to these frustrating bad news, she also inadvertently revealed the news of the other party, probably knowing the meaning behind this robe on her body.

[Robe of the Saint of Origin]

In the ancient years, the Grandia continent was still barren, and the nascent world was full of heat from flames, leaving the entire land with no other existence except for the boiling hot springs and lava lakes.

But there was a sage who brought thousands of people across the border. He called himself the apostle of the "sage", and with the help of some kind of ritual, he performed a magical technique beyond human imagination to cool the whole world from the flames. , He sowed the seeds and cubs of plants and animals, and in just one hundred years, the entire barren continent was refreshed, full of life and vegetation.

The sages who crossed the boundary and the thousands of people are the origin of all living beings in Grantia, and the robe of the saint of origin is the ceremonial attire worn by the sages at that time when performing ceremonies.

Although all these are nothing but unbelievable legends between the countryside, but seeing Urbani’s confident face, Hylya can’t help but start to doubt that the robe on her body may indeed have an extraordinary origin. , The sage in the ancient years may not exist, but it is indeed an extraordinary equipment that is so powerful that it is beyond common sense.

But now, it's not the time to think about this.

On the opposite side of the forest, in the mist, the endless shadow team suddenly showed obvious changes, and the dense array was dividing in an orderly manner, leaving a long passage.

The huge tree man moved his body, thousands of tree roots twisted, and the soil was tumbling like a tide. The huge force made the entire forest tremble. The Lord of Duanchuan looked at this scene, with the giant purple fire above his head. Flashing for a moment, the face made of dark brown wood also became serious.

A swarm of bed bugs.

For the densely packed dark undead in front of him, Urbani dismissed it. As a person who has survived for nearly a thousand years, it is older than most of the heroic spirits, how can it care about the dead shadows? Even if this kind of existence is tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of dollars, it can't hurt a single vellus hair. Diamond will not be afraid of being beaten by eggs, let alone really want to compare, it should be a diamond mountain.

Therefore, it has not been these sad souls that can make the Lord of Anchuan be ready.

In the deepest part of the thick fog, three figures walked out slowly along separate passages. The place they passed, the dead shadows bowed their heads, separated by heavy rain, even the land that had long been turned into a quagmire swamp, it became again under their steps. Dry and solid.

It was a middle-aged spellcaster surrounded by seven crystal **** of various shapes. He carried a misty figure that would never be found unless he observed carefully, and a skeleton covered in blue light. Before the archer came to the dark forest, he faced the huge tree man in the center of the forest far away.

"Lord of Anchuan, Urbani, why do you protect our enemies."

With a voice like a machine, the spellcaster said to the tree man word by word: "Twenty-seven years, the army of dead shadows has never invaded your territory, but now why do you abandon your neutral position and invest instead? The embrace of those human beings."

"She gave a sacrifice, I naturally have to keep my promise and give her shelter."

The strong and powerful voice shook the mountains and forests, and even caused ripples in the rain in mid-air. Urbani replied with disdain: "The land and the forest never belong to either side. My answer is this, and it will never change. ."

"Really, but we don't want to fight with you."

There was silence for a while, the middle-aged spellcaster put down his hood, revealing the true face behind it-a skull made mostly of crystals, the leader of the dead shadow shook the atmosphere with magic power and made a rigid sound : "So, another suggestion, how about you think about it?"

In a tone as soft as possible, he persuaded: "Join us, King of Anchuan, you are strong enough to become one of us, I can even give you my throne, as long as you agree to this condition. , Even if you let this dragon girl leave? And since then, the shadow of death will never invade the Shaya Mountains and enter your territory."

Hearing this, Silya immediately became nervous behind the Shuren, and she immediately wanted to persuade this powerful existence not to be deceived by the other party.

The Dragon Wing Girl knew that her life would not be worth mentioning without the robe. Even if she died, it would not be a big deal, but Urbani was the oldest and most powerful creature in the world. It stopped in the center of the northwest and southeast of the mainland, preventing the army of the dead from going to the territory of the former Gelug Empire on a large scale. As far as the remaining human forces are concerned, it is a terrible disaster.

But after hearing these words, the Lord of Anchuan made a harsh sneer.

"The sad dead, the degraded soul... The darkness blinded your once wise eyes."

This person who seemed to be just a powerful existence of a giant tree man said in an inexplicably calm tone: "When do you think that you can eat me with such a few bugs? Why do you think that I have to promise you, To fulfill my promise?"

Hearing that, the skeleton spellcaster did not speak, he just stretched out a pair of metacarpal bones that were also crystallized, and then patted it.

Booming, there was a sudden thunder burst in the dark clouds in the sky, and patches of lightning were intertwined among the clouds, and three behemoths with magnificent rays of light all fell from the sky in this way.

boom! boom! boom!

There were three dull loud noises in succession, and the mud-like earth was tumbling like a wave, and the three huge puppets, all made of crystal, landed in front of the forest of the dark river.

Each of these three puppets is extremely huge, nearly forty meters high. They are composed of blocks of geometrically shaped irregular crystals, with countless mysterious runes inscribed on them. These are compared to Anchuan. The lord’s size is not inferior to the huge puppet’s center, where three holy stone seeds with red, purple, and brown colors can be seen rotating with different rays of light, supplying the powerful energy they need.

"It seems that you refused."

The caster shook his head, but for some reason, he didn't seem to be disappointed: "Although I don't know why the commander looks at you differently, to me, although you are strong, you are not strong enough to make us jealous. ."

"Lord of Anchuan, it's time for you to suffer a bit."

Behind him, the misty figure has disappeared somehow, and the skeleton archer also took off the longbow on his back with a slow, but steady gesture, but they did not make a move, but waited for the action of the caster. .

As the strongest people who have led an era, whether it is the spellcaster of the imperial crystal puppet, the strongest assassin invisible and invisible, or the archer who has once shot the floating mountain whale and the giant sea king beast, their hearts are all With their own pride, even if they are depraved for some reason, they will never easily interfere in the fight of others.

But the huge tree man shook his head indifferently.

"There is still a little glory that has not been forgotten by you."

"But it makes no sense."

Numerous tree roots turned into tentacles, lifted the dragon-wing girl, and sent it to the other end of the forest~www.novelmtl.com~ facing the three puppets who are striding forward and are ready to run into the forest with an unstoppable force, Urban Denis's voice became weaker and weaker, and the roots of its body were all retracted to the ground.

But when others wondered if Urbani was planning to avoid fighting, a loud roar resembling an earthquake sounded from the bottom of the dark forest.

"Boom! Boom!"

It was like the sound of a behemoth slowly waking up, moving its body.

"I am the blood of God, descendant of the Mother Earth God."

A deep, but extremely clear voice permeated from the depths of the earth: "I breathe with this land, I can hear its anger and unwillingness, undead, no matter what you and the existence behind you want to do, but nothing There is no doubt that the ultimate goal of this path is complete destruction."

"You guys, let's go together."

And the next moment when the voice fell, a huge column, as if a huge column of flesh and blood mixed with roots, penetrated the surface and was exposed in front of everyone. This tall and fleshy wooden column nearly a hundred meters high stood in front of everyone. While appearing in the atmosphere, the surrounding soil, trees, rocks, and even rain and strong wind were drawn by it to absorb on itself, and then formed an extremely strong'hand'.

This arm is made of rocks and soil as flesh and blood, running water as blood, and plant roots as meridians. And halfway through the mountains in the distance, the rocks were cracked and the peaks were loose. On the head of a giant made entirely of black rock, two groups of purple flames that looked like the sun lit up, and the incomparable majesty came.

When the crystal skull spellcaster saw that this was only a half-length body, there was a huge behemoth several hundred meters high, and immediately controlled his puppet to quickly retreat towards the rear. While pulling the distance urgently, it collapsed with a non-existent lung cavity. Take a breath.

"Titan!"