Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 89: Skywing Tribe "I'm back!"

"It's okay, I'm just trying. Besides, Olivia, you're the only one with the power of faith, so it shouldn't be too dangerous."

Lord was also a little unconfident.

But the gods were too powerful, and he had to use some unusual methods to have a chance of winning.

Since the human body cannot bear the power of faith, let's transfer this power to the holy sword.

Both, whether it is Elsword or Orger, will become the true holy sword of killing god.

Celia bit her lip and said, "It's too risky. What if..."

"But we have no choice." Lord's voice was firm. "Only in this way can I see a glimmer of possibility of killing God."

Before facing the gods, Lord always believed that as long as he continued to create powerful magic, he would one day be able to develop magic that could harm the gods.

But after facing the gods, Lord understood that human power has its limits.

Ordinary magic cannot harm gods.

Finally, Celie nodded slowly: "Okay, go for it! No matter what, I will always be by your side."

Lord smiled and said, "She is truly worthy of being our genius magician lady!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Celie turned her head away. "The experiment will start early tomorrow morning, so let's all go and rest now."

Then everyone stood up and left.

Lord remained where he was, still looking at the fragments of Elsword.

Celia took a few steps and then turned back.

"What dangerous things are you thinking about again?" She sat down next to him.

"I was wondering," Lord said softly, "what would happen now if I hadn't been able to pull out Org?"

The arrival of the Skywing Clan and even the gods was too sudden, and they were completely unprepared.

Even though Celie keeps saying she wants to kill gods, at least she definitely doesn't have that idea right now.

So did Lorde.

However, the fact that he pulled out the divine sword Org actually accelerated the arrival of this day.

Lord didn't know whether what he did was right or not?

Maybe I shouldn't have been so anxious in the first place.

Celie was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out and touched his head, just like this guy always did: "Stupid, there is no if."

"Yes! Indeed."

While Lord and his companions were resting in the Elf Village, something that no one had anticipated was happening on the front battlefield of the Elf Forest.

Because of the sudden departure of the Tianyi army, the entire defense line became extremely difficult in the face of the attack of the demons.

But it's still manageable.

For some unknown reason, the demons' attacks also became much weaker, but no one thought about it too much.

Both the current King of Dwarves and the King of Elves are looking forward to it.

As long as the Tianyi army returns, everything will be fine.

The alliance between the three tribes was signed under the witness of the gods. Given the loyal followers of the gods, the Tianyi tribe would never betray the alliance.

Although neither of them knew the real reason why the Tianyi tribe suddenly left, as long as the covenant was still there and as long as the Tianyi tribe had not left the alliance, they would definitely come back.

They firmly believe it.

And that's exactly what happened.

In the distance, the Skywing Clan's army appeared on the horizon. Although the distance prevented them from seeing their faces clearly, anything flying in the sky was undoubtedly the Skywing Clan's army!
At the front line of the Elf Forest, the Dwarf King stood in a makeshift command post, his eyes fixed on the gradually clearing white dot in the distant sky.

"I knew it! God's chosen ones will never betray the covenant made under the witness of God!"

The Dwarf King's voice was filled with surprise that was difficult to conceal.

As long as the Tianyi army returns, the pressure on their front battlefield will be much less, and it may even be possible to win this war that concerns the fate of the entire continent.

At that time, their dwarven tribe will also return to their ancestral land.

He will become the true king of the dwarves.

When he thought of this, the Dwarf King's face showed hope for being crowned again.

The King of Elves also stood beside him, and a look of relief appeared on his handsome face.

"Next, it's time for a counterattack."

The King of Elves has even begun planning a counterattack. As long as the Skywing army returns, there is hope of victory in this war.

"Here they come! The Skywing warriors are back!"

The hoarse shouts of the Allied soldiers pierced the dull camp, like a stone thrown into a stagnant pond, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.

The coalition soldiers came out one after another and looked up at the sky.

When they saw the sacred white wings shining in the sun, everyone was excited.

Although these guys suddenly left the front line for nearly a month, as long as they didn't escape and returned to the battlefield, they would not be unable to forgive them.

"Thank you, Goddess! I knew the powerful warriors of the Skywing tribe would not flee from the battlefield!"

The elven archer excitedly raised his longbow, completely forgetting that he had been cursing at these birdmen just a short while ago.

However, at the edge of the cheering crowd, a figure frowned tightly.

Kraft did not cheer like the others. Instead, he stared at the Skywing army that was getting closer and closer in the sky. A strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

"Something is wrong... something is so wrong..."

He muttered to himself that the Skywing army gave him a strong sense of weirdness.

He had seen the Skywing army many times. It could be said that among the coalition forces, Kraft was the elf who knew the Skywing army formation best.

The massive flying formation in the sky seemed magnificent, but in reality, it carried an indescribable sense of… looseness?
The Skywing people are known for their strict discipline and neat formations. Every flight they make is in perfect unison, and their wings never flap in an irregular pattern.

After all, only in this way can the Tianyi tribe be prepared for divine attacks at any time.

The flight trajectory of this large army in front of us was a bit messy, the distance between each other was not regular enough, and there was even unnatural congestion in several places, as if a group of rabble in gorgeous clothes were imitating a guard of honor.

Another thing is that the wings in the air look a little unreal, just like new clothes constructed with magic power, worn casually by someone.

The pure white wings of the Skywing Clan would never give him this feeling.

Kraft took a deep breath, tried to calm his restless mind, and raised his magical perception to the extreme.

The moment his magical perception came into contact with the Skywing army, it was counterattacked by another powerful magical power.

It was obvious that there was anti-detection magic in this army.

But at the moment when Kraft's magic came into contact with the other party's magic, he caught an extremely faint but completely unconcealable breath of darkness.

This is the unique chaotic atmosphere of the demon clan.

Although this breath was cleverly disguised under divine magic, to a veteran like Kraft who had fought countless life-and-death battles with the demons, the dark breath was as clear as an ink spot on white paper!

"It's fake! It's the demons!!!"

(End of this chapter)