The Melancholy of the Holy Maiden

Chapter 98 The Land of Eternal Glory

The snow-like sword was drawn from the dark purple flesh, and the ice-like translucent blade was not stained with a single drop of blood.

The girl's vermilion eyes were full of murderous intent, and her short golden hair was dyed awe-inspiring silver from the end.

Fragmented ice crystals spread, and the feet of many demons were frozen in place. There was no blood flowing from a wound on their bodies, and they were all covered with thin frost.The black flames scorched the scattered demon corpses, but failed to burn any layer of frost to collect the fuel.

Her aura made the surviving demons around unconsciously back away after being horrified, making way for her.

Dubbed the Holy Sword, Greya Augus Gale, the glorious Valkyrie's every battle is a cold and biting one with the Holy Sword.Her colleagues didn't feel any discomfort, and the soldiers beside the girl seized the opportunity to push forward and cut down the demons.

After the battle, Greya looked up at the fortress wall.

The figure that should have appeared was still missing.

Splendid spells collided in the air, and the mages of the Demon Race and the Allied Army restrained each other. Occasionally, one or two meteorite-like fire lotuses exploded, sweeping away the enemies on the flanks of Gruiya and reducing the pressure on the sharp-edged soldiers.Where the fights got stuck, Grace's schizophrenic flames of the day always helped.

Except for the place where Greya's team was located, the black-gray fog in most other areas was dispelled, revealing the dry land occupied by the demons and assimilated by the abyss.

In another place, His Majesty the King of Itenna led the army to charge wantonly and restrained many enemies for her.

In the sky, the dense flying demons were blocked by Fusang and the empty feathers. From time to time, some demons had their wings cut off and fell down.

From time to time, there was a sound of piercing the sky, and the arrows of the elves pinned the undead demons to the ground, and none of them slipped through the net enough to escape.

A large number of priests tried their best to pour out their divine spells to heal the wounded soldiers, but the range of divine spells was limited, and Greiya and her legion were not included.

The battle has been stalemate for a long time. The flesh and blood of the alliance and the demons are mixed together, but most of the flesh and blood of the corpses are swallowed by the black flames bred by the land.

The alliance has begun to tire, but the demons are still flowing.

Greiya was still a long way from the camp of the commander of the demon army.She no longer thought about it, and continued to stab into the enemy's hinterland with the holy sword in her hand.

"I hope that saint can appear soon..."

"Lucinny hasn't appeared yet, Abner, did you make a mistake in your judgment?"

Standing beside the little sage, the handsome guy with a scar across the bridge of his nose and a cold face was once a member of Luoxi's team from another world, the crystallization of robbers and prostitutes, Grimm.

After a certain encounter three years ago, he left Luoxi's team, joined Abner's team under the disbelieving eyes of a girl from another world, and became a member of the Demon Race.

"For the alliance to win, Lucini must show up. However..."

The voice was steady without any fluctuations, and the words of the little sage were like the most just judgment, "If you show up, you will die."

"Ha, so you would rather send your biggest life-saving support to carry out this mission, and let me protect you?" Grim folded his arms, "I don't have the confidence to beat that demon prince."

Isaacs, the Prince of the Demon Race, was extremely dissatisfied with this half-breed brother. After losing the deterrence of the Lich, he didn't know what he would do to Abner in the dark.

The little sage turned his head and glanced at Grimm. He pulled his facial muscles and simulated a gentle smile, just like the expression on his teacher's face: "I believe in you."

The lives of low-level demons are not worth much, and the lives of high-level demons are not that important.

These fighters by nature are fierce.But the demons are tireless, but the allies know they are tired. However, the enemy commander, Abner, has no intention of resting at all.

The atmosphere on the front line was hot, but in the back, Lucini's room was always quiet.

Bedwell held Caladepoga in her hand and stood there motionless like a juniper tree.

She didn't pay even a single bit of attention to the outside of the window, to the screaming outside the city wall, and she kept staring at the cocoon of light that enveloped Lucini.

Outside the room, the same is true for the girls guarding the Knights, the difference is that they are always on alert for possible enemy attacks.

——Wherever the saintess is, they should be there.Lucini is the criterion of all their behavior.

The place was as quiet as ever.

Finally, Bedwell's expression moved slightly, and a few seconds later, a sincere smile appeared on her face, and she knelt down on one knee.

"Welcome back, Lady Saint."

The light cocoon disappeared in front of Bedwell, and the silver-haired, snow-skinned girl slowly opened her eyes.

Lucini didn't reply to Bedwell immediately. She looked up out of the window with an elegant smile on her lips.

The gorgeous color like melting gold gradually returned to the depths of the pupils.

Only then did the girl with the awe-inspiring posture reach out her hand, and Bedivere held her white palm, bowing her head and kissing her lightly.

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Dodging the slime attack of the slime monster, the soldier's steps are already a bit heavy.

His arm holding the long sword was already sore and weak, the blade was still steady but it was at the end of its strength, the crazy passion had passed, and the lower demons were still attacking continuously.

The soldier didn't know why they wanted to fight like a lone boat in the tide of the demon race without advancing. He didn't know what the effect of such an attitude was, because he was a soldier, a soldier, and obeying orders was already his instinct.

What was sticky under the feet was the flesh and blood of the demon race, and those black demon flames had not had time to devour all the corpses.

"Hu-hu-"

He panted heavily, the blade of the long sword he raised was curled, and the blood dripped down his arm, but he couldn't even hear a small sizzle.

The divine spells of the priests have been exhausted, and even if they are not exhausted, they cannot reach their place.

The exhaustion of physical strength was extremely intense, and the soldier's legs had already begun to weaken.

He formed a circle with his companions and handed over his back to them.Originally in the inner layer of the circle are completely powerless companions, when they retreat from the composition of this circle, they will be replaced by companions who have a short rest time.

As it should be.

But his companions suffered serious losses. In fact, there were no more companions in this circle, and they were already divided and surrounded by the demons.

"Damn..."

But the soldier and his three remaining companions could not retreat.

"firefly……?"

Dots of light fell down, as light as snowflakes.

His spirit lifted: "No, this is a divine art. It's a clergyman!"

The wound on the soldier's body healed quickly, he felt extremely relaxed, and the exhaustion disappeared like a tide, his eyes lit up with fire: "Let's kill His Majesty!"

A similar scenario occurs in each encirclement.

The dots of light have never stopped, like a huge snowfall, covering all parts of the battlefield.

Greya raised her head abruptly, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, silently mouthing - you are here.

The light spots gently caressed the cheeks of every allied soldier, healing their tired bodies and boosting their decadent spirits.

The demons screamed under the "heavy snow", and the contaminated place quickly corroded a terrible hollow.

The ever-burning black fire on the land of the abyss disappeared in a puff, and the dry ground gradually faded away from the gray of the abyss, and was stained with some color.

The snow is still flying in succession.

The author has something to say: □□I have to catch up with the thesis when I go back to school, and the graduation season is suspended. Until June, I can only cheat from time to time (interval > 6 days). The school cuts off the power and network every night. up.But it's not certain (the more you get to the dead line, the more you want to die).Don't give up□□ah QAQ