Text Chapter 1383 Now, on the Battlefield (1)

If the future can no longer be seen, what will the future be like?

She did not think about any related questions - since she boarded this new world-shaking battleship. And now, for her, it is enough to see a certain figure every day.

This figure is walking towards her at this moment, so natural, but so strange.

"Miss Future, the young master asks if you want to have afternoon tea together."

"The people below are fighting fiercely, but the people here still have all kinds of leisure and leisure to do all kinds of things that can be called luxury. It is really ironic enough."

Yes, the new world-shaking battleship has always been above the battlefield, overlooking everything - but I don’t know what method has been used, and this huge battleship that has existed until now has never been discovered.

"The young master said that it can only be luxurious now. In order not to let himself feel regret later."

Future turned around, not looking at the battlefield below, but looking at the black-haired boy coming behind him... Compared with his memory, he seems to have grown up a lot, at least taller than himself.

"Tanadana, do you... have your own consciousness?" Future suddenly asked.

"Of course."

"Really?" Future shook her head gently, "But it wasn't Tanadana who answered me."

"Yes, I am the Ghost of Dawn now."

Future reached out and stroked the face of the black-haired boy, and said calmly and gently: "Do you... think that this state is enough now?"

Seemingly not disliking such contact, the Ghost of Dawn also replied calmly and gently: "But I don't know what dissatisfaction is. The only thing that is certain is that if I can always be with the little master, I can feel my heart beating."

As the highest masterpiece of magic technology, more parts on his body are made of magic technology than usual, even the heart.

The beating of the magic power furnace. In fact, it is just the power furnace that is working. Traveling through the past and the future, how could she, who was once one of the three goddesses of fate, not know what the essence of magic technology is.

"Really?" Future smiled gently: "As long as you can feel happy and feel happy, it's enough."

Slightly tiptoeing, Future gently kissed the Dawn Ghost on the forehead. A long-lost girl's smile appeared on her face, "Don't tell others."

Listening to the girl's words, the Dawn Ghost, who felt a little confused, subconsciously touched his forehead. Just when he was about to say something, he heard the girl's next words: "Afternoon tea, where is it?"

"Oh... please follow me."

So, he responded quickly and led the way.

The girl glanced down... Everything was so close, but it seemed infinitely far away, "Since you feel at ease. Then feel more at ease."

She took a last look at the highest point of the battleship.

She knew that almost everyone knew that someone had been sitting there all this time... Well, to correct it, if there was nothing to do, they would sit there.

Is he watching too? The only curiosity in the girl's arms soon joined the afternoon tea time of almost everyone except herself.

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It’s already the twentieth day of the war.

For some reason, the war that has been going on till now… has not stopped for a moment. If it were placed in a normal civilization, this would not be a war that can be described as high-intensity. All the soldiers should have been exhausted long ago.

But it is obvious that for the powerful Eighth Era or the Star Spirit Realm, twenty days of fighting were just a waste of time.

The result of the confrontation between the two armies is that this huge piece of land, which was the battlefield, has long been flattened. It has become an extremely vast open space that is more suitable for fighting.

Similarly, there are a large number of corpses or debris that have not been cleaned up yet, and there are also dark red substances that have been dried by the wind… coagulated blood or broken weapons stuck in the soil.

Each weapon represents the disappearance of a life.

No one is willing to describe it at this moment. To sigh at the cruelty of this battlefield, because both sides seem to have reasons to defeat each other.

However, if you wake up occasionally, you will suddenly find out what the reason is for defeating the other side… why there is a reason to defeat the other side.

However, the confusion seemed to be unable to last for long... because the battle never stopped. Ordinary soldiers rotated again and again, while the pilots of the magic cavalry replenished the energy of their machines again and again.

Grestar could not remember how many times he had changed his energy today... the sixth time? Or the seventh time? From the time he set at six o'clock in the morning, it has been about ten hours now? The machine's endurance is indeed good, and he seems to be unable to withstand the intensity of his use.

"I feel very tired!"

This is the only thought of Grestar at this time... Maybe everyone has this thought. However, Grestar does not intend to stop now... at least before he is unable to fight again, at least before the woman stops.

"Who is this...?"

This is what Gresta discovered on the battlefield - the newly formed magic cavalry brigade is even more diverse than the previous special forces. After reluctantly obeying the instructions from the commander of the entire brigade, more and more It's up to you to choose the way you like to fight.

Compared to fighting with unfamiliar guys, it seems that it is better to work independently in this way - at least Gresta doesn't think there is anything wrong with being so unsociable.

It feels better when no one is holding me back. Anyway, even so, such a large number of magic cavalry still achieved very brilliant results.

This woman discovered this when she unknowingly acted alone in the middle of a battle.

It was not the pilot of the magic cavalry who simply used a long sword to be so active on this battlefield, killing countless enemies vertically and horizontally.

Such a resolute figure actually belonged to such a weak woman - something that made Gresta feel ashamed. Even though he has mastered the new model of Thunderbolt, there seems to be no way he can keep up with the speed at which this woman kills enemies.

"I always feel like this guy is the princess who was one of the former elders of the Dragon Empire?" Grace, who was sitting in the cockpit that was about to suffocate herself, left a special scene to pay attention to this woman's movements. Da touched the beard that had grown all over his chin because he had no time to take care of it, and had to raise his eyebrows: "Is it an illusion? How could the princess be on such a cruel battlefield? But in all aspects She can be called a top-notch woman...if that guy Lin were here, he would probably call, right?"

Think of this friend. Gresta, who had not contacted the other party for a long time due to the intense fighting, smiled knowingly, "... Let's have a nice drink again!"

Instantly cheering up, Gresta took a deep breath, "But before that, I can't even compare to a woman without a cavalry!"

go ahead! go ahead! go ahead! go ahead!

attack! attack! attack! attack!

The twenty-one days of the war quietly came... Gresta realized that the beautiful woman who could swing her sword freely and kill countless enemies suddenly stopped at this moment.

Are you unable to move because you finally feel tired?

No...it's not because of this. It was because the woman was looking at some people... enemies with all her concentration.

Which corner on the battlefield is this? Gresta couldn't even confirm it. What he could confirm at this time was that... the beautiful woman he was chasing inexplicably was currently talking to a group of people.

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"There is no Magical Cavalry, but it is much more powerful than those who drive the Magical Cavalry... Should I be glad that you did not board the Magical Cavalry? Or should I laugh at you for not having a Magical Cavalry? Beautiful girl. "

knock.

"Xu Feng, are you really stubborn...are you still in the mood to tease the enemy on the battlefield?"

"Beautiful Miss Yanan, just because you are famous and married, you can't deprive me of my right to pursue my own happiness, okay?"

"Be quiet, haven't you seen that people have been staring at us and laughing at us?" Gao Xiang shook his head and turned to look at the woman in front of him who was covered in blood but not any less beautiful. He exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "We have been watching you...so we plan to get rid of you."

The woman's lips moved slightly, as if she was planning to say something. But she went on to say nothing. He just glanced at everyone one by one and suddenly waved the long sword in his hand.

The blood remaining on the sword splashed, and the sword suddenly became clear.

"Do you mean to take action?" Gao Mingyang, who was carrying a big sword on his shoulder, raised his eyebrows at this time: "I'll just come and meet you for a while!"

The big sword was swung in an instant, with all the confidence and courage that belonged to him. Having been observing for a while, the woman opposite was an extremely powerful opponent, so Gao Mingyang did not intend to hold back from the beginning.

Just like the duel between masters. The winner can be determined in one blow... He needs such a win, such a stunning win.

Yes, I don’t know why I like this so-called flirting... but I just want to be flirty!

"Even if the result is a failure...it's okay..." Gao Mingyang stood there in a daze. When he suddenly came over, he found that the winner had been decided.

The big sword in his hand suddenly shattered completely. Gao Mingyang swallowed his saliva with difficulty, "I can't even see the shadow of the sword..."

Defeated.

Looking at each other...or perhaps a look of horror would be more appropriate. Everyone who saw this scene felt chills running down their backs because of this woman's strength.

"Stand back...I'll deal with this woman."

A faint sigh came, and a figure crossed the crowd and came to Gao Mingyang's side, but looked at the woman facing him.

"Lord Illya!"

But the vampire queen waved her hand to quiet down the group of people, and continued to look at the heroic woman holding a long sword in front of her, "As they call me, my name is Illya. So, Tell me your name, you are a worthy opponent."

"Yuro."

"Yolo?" Illya nodded. After nodding, he began to slowly draw out the slender silver sword hanging from his waist: "Why are you fighting?"

"Atonement."

Illya was stunned, unable to understand the reason for this so-called atonement, but she mocked herself with a hint of meaning: "On the contrary, I... don't know why I'm fighting. If I have to say it, I probably have to obey?"

But Princess Youluo has already made a move - the long sword in her hand suddenly broke at this moment!

After breaking, the sword that reappeared in her hand was born from the remains of the glorious holy sword when she was deified, and it was completely her divine weapon.

A will that can no longer be described as powerful is now beating on the battlefield here, and the spreading golden ripples force everyone to step back!

Only Illya is still standing there easily...but the silver long sword at her waist will eventually be pulled out, and blood is flowing out of the silver sword body at this moment.

The silver long sword crying blood...the divine weapon that condenses all thoughts.

They collided with each other in silence, and then made a crisp and loud sound. The battle between the two, I don't know when it started, is like a dance between two sword dancers who have perfect understanding.

"I have learned some of your sword skills before. That is a man who calls himself the King of Radiant Knights."

"That is probably the ancestor of You Luo."

"Really? So you are the descendant of that man... Do you know? Your ancestor was defeated by me and eventually became my food."

"In that case, please allow it to be the reason why I am about to kill you."

"That man is the king, and you are also the king... It turns out that you are of the same lineage, and you both have the demeanor of a knight." In the fierce battle, the queen of the vampires suddenly laughed loudly: "I want to deal with this so-called battle, a meaningless war, very passively! But after seeing you, I was aroused with a little excitement. My teeth can no longer bear it, I want to bite your throat, I want to swallow all the blood in your body!"

"In that case, my reason for killing you will become more sufficient."

Clang——!

Clang——! !

Dozens and hundreds of clashes in that second, finally combined into a continuous sound that could be heard. The two sword-wielding men used their most skilled sword skills to the fullest.

It made people feel that there was no way to intervene!

Gao Xiang quietly drew his longbow at this time, catching the golden shining light. But the hand that had just put the sharp arrow was slapped down by Xiong You.

"This is a battle between adults, we should not intervene." Xiong You shook his head and said, "If you want an opponent, in fact, we have no shortage of them."

Gao Xiang frowned and looked along Xiong You's line of sight... It was a dark magic cavalry that was ready to release its ferocious fangs.

Gressda: "If you want an opponent, how about letting me play with you? But please don't say that I bully you!" (To be continued.)