The arc jumped between the decorative frames, and the covered brocade exuded a burnt smell. In a blink of an eye, flames were born in lightning, competing with the cold air. The Silver Song Knight quickly retreated, and golden patterns appeared on the armor. Lightning rushed over and shattered on the sword blade that blocked it.

Parsul had no means of resisting, but when her feet slipped, lightning flashed over her head. Joey would not be so kind. He wanted me to live, but Parsul knew it, but he didn't want to do it himself, so he asked me to leave. What else could be the reason? This Silver Song Knight was born in the Mercury Temple and now serves wizards and the great nobles of the Empire. Such people have no bottom line and compassion. He just doesn't want to lose this easy-to-use silver-white iron sheet.

Don't want to lose. Everyone has something they don't want to lose. Parsul is unarmed, but she has an invisible sharp blade that is enough to protect herself. "I might shout out." She yelled to Joey, "Before I become a roasted corpse, the Silver Song Knight!"

"If you can still speak your head, I admire you."

Another light burst into the darkness, and a ball of Mars exploded on the gypsum statue. She heard the loud noise of the seat turning over, followed by a sizzling electric current. The candlelight was extinguished, and the sky outside the window was covered with thunder and clouds. She could not see her fingers. The night seemed to be full of dangers. Parsul retreated to the wall, and the stone she touched was cold and irritating, but the touch was reassuring. If there were good luck, the electric current would not spread.

She observed the battlefield with the help of plants. The corridor was opened up and the lower floor could be seen on the ground. One side of the corner tower was protruding and disappeared. The empty fractured place was facing the windmills in the outer valley. Mortus was built on the hills, with the terrain high inside and low outside, so the outside could be seen from the manor. The low and winding battlements divided the human gathering place and the vast dark forest. Everything was far and quiet, fascinating. The manor was covered with firelight and dark clouds, and the smoke and dust had not yet dissipated.

For a moment, Parsul couldn't take back his gaze. Behind her, the Silver Song Knight was fighting against the origin of the attack on the manor, and the impact and explosions were endless. A voice urged her to leave, not Heather, but herself. She longed to break through her heart like lightning. But that was not my place.

Stay? She thought of the laboratory bench in the basement and the weird chair called "Night". Heather merciful, maybe I had to choose one of them, and what was passing through her heart was a real mysterious lightning.

But escaping is also a dead end. Parsul knew that Saint Valorland would send a nightingale much stronger than Dro, and the Knights of the Silver Song would not let her go - especially Joey. She was bewitched by his indulgence before, but now she realized that after leaving the manor, her value would no longer exist. Bernard Sterling was a dangerous wizard with a ill-intentioned forest, but she would not take her life for the time being. Besides, he, like McAdam, could not do everything himself. Isn't Sticks dead like this? Joey would make up the words for the dead. He would definitely do it.

A stone flew past her face and fell into the dark night. Parsul retreated, and people standing on the edge of the cliff often fell down, and she didn't want to follow in the footsteps. This would probably not die, but it would be natural that everything would be over if I broke my leg or had a concussion. At least I don't have to make a choice? A good thing? She touched the stone, slowly approached the inside, and focused on the fierce battle in the auditorium.

Unfortunately, the duel between Silver Song Knight and Chuyuan is not attractive at all. Joey casts frost, and his opponents respond with lightning. Because the gap between them is not large, the mystery often offsets each other or does their own things. Silver Song Knight's equipment can provide protection, while the speed of the First Row woman is as fast as lightning, making it impossible to touch the corner of her clothes. Large-scale magic can limit movement, but Joey dares not use any means that can be discovered by his colleagues. He has to use magic to assist in interference and wait for an opportunity to get closer.

You asked for it, Parsul thought happily. The water fairies brought reinforcements enough to fight the envoys. They not only stopped Sterling's dual-profession experiment, but also disrupted Joey's abacus.

The ice cone rose from the ground, and the lightning broke through the barrier, "cracking" hit Lucia's side face. The earrings and the tips of the ice thorn were melted by the heat. Parsul moved secretly inward, hoping that no one would find it. There was no statue of Heather here, but He was next to me. She crawled through the crooked seat and climbed to the corner with the camouflage given to her by nature's secret words. Saint Valorland's Saint will not lose her composure in front of anyone, but Parsul does not care about these. The fragile glass is right in front of her.

"Aness said the Bible is in your hands." The woman in Chuyuan held a thunder spear in her hand, but did not throw it out.

"You're looking for it?"

"No. We can reach a cooperation, I will tell you a message about the Bible, and you and the wizard let go of Gursha and Chilang."

"You are negotiating conditions with the Silver Song Knight?"

"You let Anes go. No matter what your intentions are, you did it. I can give you a chance on behalf of the Twilight Curtain."

Joey's face darkened. "Save your chances for yourself." He faced the thunder and lightning storm and slashed the mysteriously forged spear with one sword. The explosion of power forced the enemy to retreat on his back and almost flew out of the auditorium. But with a snap, the knight's sword broke into two pieces, and the fragments flew around.

As he said, the woman seized the opportunity. The thunder of the wellhead roared through the roof and enveloped the knight. Half the ceiling was completely shattered. The power of this attack was beyond common sense. In the light column that continued to land, the Silver Song Knight's cloak gradually burned and disappeared, and the magic patterns engraved on the armor were instantly bright. He himself did not move, as if solidified in place. A few seconds later, the steel whined first, followed by the bones. Parsul saw most of his breastplate and one side of his arm armor collapse inward. Straws of blood overflowed from the gap, flying in the lightning, and quickly decomposed into gas.

The lightning strike brought high heat, and the frost in the room slowly melted. The woman in Chuyuan stopped moving. She closed one of her eyes and her fingers flexed like a string, and her whole person seemed to float upwards for a few inches.

Parsul, who was watching the game, felt a tightening pain in his neck, and staggered backwards. Her ears caught the slight sound of the stitching being torn. Then, a metal buckle slammed and flew quickly to the palm of the woman of the origin. Damn human clothes, they were never satisfied with the linen and silk, and had to add metal. Without thinking, she picked up the fragments on the ground to tear the cover top, and it shouted and flew backwards to chase the buttons.

She had absolutely no intention of interfering in the battlefield, but this did affect both sides of the war. The fabric flew to the face of the woman in Chuyuan, and the collar bounced against her forehead. Parsul's ears buzzed, and there seemed to be invisible lines in the air. In just a moment, a hissing sound came from under the knight's helmet, and he suddenly reached out to grab the enemy. Since he was using the injured hand, the woman was shocked and did not expect that she would be caught. It was too late to struggle now.

Joey hit his head and hit the opponent's nose. Chuyuan let out a painful hum, blood flowed on his face, and the flashing lightning weakened. The Knight took the opportunity to get rid of the magnetic clamp. He rushed forward and stabbed the broken sword in his hand into the opponent's shoulder. Parsul was sure that he was aiming at her neck, but failed to hit it successfully.

The woman in the "Screen of Dusk" moaned. She shook the knight's arm and tried to wield her own spear with lightning, but Joey twisted the hilt of the sword until blood surged out of the wound, floating around with weightlessness. Frost climbed up their bodies along the blood dripping.

Parsul had a mysterious collision again, and hurriedly hid behind two stacked seats. She pressed her hands against the floor, and the touch made her stunned.

But she guessed wrong. A hexagonal ice shield appeared out of thin air, lying between the two sides. The lightning spear thrust at the edge of the shield and turned into lightning. Joey kicked the opponent's calves and knocked her down simply. Chuyuan smashed into the floor like a cement bag, and even the room swayed for a moment, and the debris fell. The snow-white cold current whirled past, and the frost spread. Parsul raised his head and saw the ice curtain rolling straight up along the heavy rain, freezing dark clouds. The thunder ended.

The woman in Chuyuan opened her eyes wide and lay motionless on the floor. Her lower body was sealed in ice, and her upper body was exposed. The hideous ice thorn bloomed on her shoulders, made up of her blood. When Parsul saw her face, it was a young, beautiful girl's face, but she was full of fear and pain, and extreme confusion. How could he move? My magic did not work? Her questions were mostly similar. When the thunder pillar landed, even Parsul felt that the Silver Song Knight could not turn the tables, but Joey could trigger a mysterious counterattack.

However, the frost no longer spread and stopped under her armpits. Joey's magic was consumed in a large-scale freezing, and he was unable to catch his killing power, allowing his opponent to save his life together with this crumbling manor.

But it was just a matter of one knife. The silver song knight's breathing condensed into mist in the air. He barely stretched out his hand and broke an ice thorn. Under the action, the armor peeled off from him like a crispy cookie, jingling the skeleton, hitting the ice surface. The girl Chuyuan kept sobbing, and he was indifferent at all, and waved his hand to end her.

But Parsul caught the Knight's wrist. The high temperature left burns on his arm, his muscles were pink and cracked, and bloodshots stuck to the charred and ulcerated skin. The feeling of contact with the wound almost made her let go of her hand, but fortunately she held it back. This time, Joey let go of the spike. Heather was on it, and it turned out that he would also hurt. She had suspected it before!

"Don't move." Parsul threatened, "Otherwise, you will be the one who loses your life."

The auditorium was covered with silver and white. Snowflakes rose from the frost, and the mystery around them suddenly disappeared rapidly. This was not snowflakes, but the seeds she had sprinkled before. Their battle was too tense and they didn't pay attention to her, so now they had no choice.
Chapter completed!