Othua's War Banner

Chapter 473: 0472

Sidi looked at the fruit quietly, her vision was blurred, her eyes were full of tears and she slid down her cheeks.

She carries too much responsibility and pressure.

Joel Danbu knew that kind of grievance, and he also understood the greatness behind the name of the battle banner.

There is a reason Palotus is held in higher esteem than all tribal leaders.

"Everyone needs you."

she says.

Sidi didn't answer, and silently picked up the fruit and swallowed it.

Jordan knew it would take time for this thing to work, but now life was passing by every moment.

She raised her hand, deciding to do something.

She is the Battle Banner of the Fengyan Tribe, the only "Fate's Blessing One" for a hundred years, so when that power is activated, white dusty dust floats out of the surrounding soil and continues to rise and circle.

All around the Behemoth can find some comfort in the scorched world of cruelty.

City was pulled by the power contained in the fruit, and only the misty rain was left in her consciousness, reflecting the dazzling colors of the rainbow, while the stars and memories melted into more living light spots in the air...

Falling on the back of a distant figure.

That was City's father, old Ethani, former leader of the North Mountain League.

Sion sensed what was happening in the tent.

He squatted down silently, kneeling on one knee.

The other members of the Fengyan Tribe beside them also followed suit. The same gesture concealed an ancient gift, and it was also a farewell to Zhanjing.

Through the gap beside the giant beast, Sion could see that Sidi was helping Jordan to lie down, and the latter had obviously gone through the last journey of his life.

The tears were dry when City left.

After she came out, she saw members of the Fengyan tribe bent over, and faces full of confusion and despair.

Hume and the rest of the warring had finished their detachment.

Everyone is waiting for the final order.

Among the crowd were children who had just been crying, with food in their hands and eager faces on their faces.

"Our escape is coming to an end. I don't want you to be displaced, and I don't want you to cry when you say goodbye to your relatives and friends,"

Sitty smiled and said, "I'm Sitty Ethani, the leader of the Beishan Alliance, and now I want you to live."

There were choked sobs in the team, indicating that there are still people who believe in hope.

Sidi called the crowd to gather, ordered the healing magic to be used on the mounts and camels, and ordered the alliance warring to guard the people of her tribe, and strictly follow the direction determined before.

Mesut is the head of the Shanwen tribe's pro-guard.

She turned around in silence to prepare, and gave Zhan Jing's knife-tailed cat what she had learned and all available potions.

As City walked past Hume, the big Icering man called to her.

"Nizi." He said.

City stopped and looked back at Hume.

Her face was not tired, she was full of energy, her gaze was piercing, and the aftertaste of magic she exuded was particularly abundant.

Hume was not pleased about it.

The haggardness of his running for several days became obvious at this moment, and his sigh was as heavy as a wild beast roaring.

Hume couldn't meet those eyes.

He turned his head to look at the gray sky and the flickering magic weapon of life, and said, "When I meet him, how should I tell him?"

Sidi smiled.

A very free and easy smile.

"We're running out of time," she said without answering Hume's question. "Don't hesitate, and don't choose, take all the wounded and remains that you can bring, and then we will start back on the road immediately."

After a moment, Hume nodded.

City retrieves Knifetail from Mesut.

She stroked the old chap's neck, then kissed his forehead.

The wild beast howled energetically, and even all the mounts of the Shanwen Tribe vented their grief and indignation towards the sky.

Mesut rushed to hug City, and she returned to her place as usual.

"We're leaving!"

Si Di got on the horse, took off the chain on the saddle, and put it on her sickle.

The people who had been looking at her suddenly realized that the city in their eyes had started to become blurred. After blinking, everyone realized that she was surrounded by a layer of distorted light and shadow outlines.

After a closer look, I found out...

It turned out to be fire!

White burning flames covered City and her mount.

Blood covered Wusenbu's eyes. He struggled to get out of his son's support, and stared into the distance - from this angle, he could clearly see a clear white line appearing on Sidi's face, covering her forehead. to the jaw.

The face with a firm expression gradually outlined a totem pattern.

Shanwen tribal style.

……

"Pfft, heh!"

Ken grabbed his chest and almost fell off the horse. "Old... old god mighty force?"

[You have sensed a majestic force, and someone has gained the approval of the old gods on the battlefield where hunting is raging. 】

Ken stabilized his balance with his superb riding skills.

He also released [Evidence of War Banner], the blue flame envelops the armor enchanted by the Ring of Law, increasing the speed of the mount to a terrifying level.

Not to mention the mercenaries chasing desperately, even Kuima who was riding Feilang only felt the wind passing by.

Ken broke away from the team, took the lead, and ran away in the direction he sensed just now.

……

The hunters are already close at hand.

The shield soldiers led by Tomio have already made initial contact with the wave of undead.

Those monsters bit the tail of the team.

Everyone's heart hangs.

In this case, it only takes half a day, and in the end, less than a thousand compatriots will die without a place to bury them.

City threw the scythe and caught the end of the chain before it was free.

With a deafening cry, she swung the long weapon up.

The white flame quickly covered the entire chain, and rushed to the sky with the folding sickle, flying towards the life magic weapon that attracted all the tide of undead.

The magicians and warriors in the Beishan Alliance have tried their best in the past two days, but they have not been able to destroy or move it.

Sidi threw the folding sickle in a big arc, then tightened it immediately, the blade rotated along the life magic weapon and then locked.

It released too much energy and took too many lives in the past two days, and now it is not as unshakable as before.

Sidi exhausted the mighty power of the old god and tightened her arms desperately.

The chain was stretched straight, and the white flame burst into flames, finally temporarily suppressing the taboo imposed on it.

Mesut and those close to him felt a rush of heat.

Sidi jumped lightly, and took control of the magic weapon in her hand, and the folding sickle had fallen to the ground, and it was slightly melted.

The knife-tailed cat let out a painful roar, but the next moment, it galloped at its fastest speed.

Sidi's voice stopped abruptly.

She took the magic weapon of life and the flames that drifted with the wind, and went to a distant place alone.

The young tribal boys had no idea what was happening.

Holding the unfinished food in his hand, he was led by the tribe's riders to the beast, and fled in the opposite direction.

He disobeyed Zhanjing's order and turned around to look secretly, and found that those terrifying monsters gathered into a sea, submerging the place where he stopped just now, and submerging the corpses of his compatriots who hadn't had time to restrain themselves...

The boy also saw:
On the other side of the black ocean, on the scorched black and frozen land, there is a ball of light shining like a meteor moving.

She is like the sun that has really set, but she does not have the sadness of dusk, but only exudes a silent and great light, slowly falling towards the plain of Palotusbi.

Although her surroundings were filled with death, it was as quiet as the night after sunset...

The silence of everything.

(End of this chapter)