No matter what caused Milim to go crazy, he had to inform the entire Candlekeep of this fatal news!

A ghost dragon that only lives in the catacombs suddenly ran to the surface - this is simply nightmare news, there are a large number of non-combatants in Candlekeep!

For such a powerful dragon, dozens or hundreds of lives can be taken with just one dragon breath.

The first person Emiya notified was, of course, the leader of Candlekeep, the Keeper of the Book: "Hello, I'm Emiya from Lunya. We've been attacked by the Silver Dragon Milim in the inner court. Please prepare Candlekeep!"

At the same time, he sent a message to Metatron through the telepathic connection: [Teacher! Silver Dragon Milim has arrived on the surface! What's happening down there?]

At the same time, the ghost dragon once again poked its head out of the mud, revealing its slender dragon snout outside the stone wall.

Almost at the same time, Metatron's warning resounded in Emilia's mind: [Milim's coffin is missing,]

Milim's coffin is missing? Where did it go?

Before Emilia could think carefully, the silver portal had already opened in front of her, sending them to the archway of the inner court.

In front of them is the majestic Central Library.

Emiya didn't get an immediate response from the Scripture Keeper. He gritted his teeth and shouted to the gatekeepers, "Everyone! We've been attacked by the silver dragon Milim in the inner court. Please notify the entire Candlekeep immediately!"

"What? Silver Dragon Milim?" This silver dragon ghost is naturally well-known in Candlekeep.

But the question is, how can Emilia quickly convince the gatekeeper?

The gatekeepers guarding the archway looked at each other in astonishment.

They didn't say anything bad, but they didn't believe it right away either. Instead, they asked, "Are you serious? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"We saw it with our own eyes!" Emiya said with absolute certainty, "Please evacuate the ordinary people nearby immediately."

In a large settlement like Candlekeep, the church naturally has a holy residence to maintain it. Candlekeep may not be completely without a plan for Milim's escape.

“…Alright.” The gatekeepers exchanged glances. “Let’s contact headquarters. Also, could you please lead the way? We need to confirm Milim’s exact location.”

This is not unconditional trust, but words are not enough after all, and Emilia can't ask for more.

At this moment, Yin's pupils shrank slightly.

She pointed decisively at the gatekeeper's feet.

The drooping hair fluttered upwards, the sand and gravel on the ground flew without wind, and several gatekeepers suddenly flew into the sky without any resistance.

"——!?"

This scene not only shocked the gatekeeper, but even Emiya was unable to react immediately.

But the next second, a shrill dragon howl suddenly sounded from the earth: "Tos...Tos, where are you? Where are you?!"

Resonating with this mournful cry, a green head slowly emerged from the ground.

——A silver dragon's head.

Milim recklessly spewed icy dragon breath towards the earth, and the huge archway was instantly completely filled with thick ice. The gatekeepers who were originally standing in front of the door only then realized that they had saved their lives.

They didn't dare to do anything unnecessary in the air. "...Quick! Notify the Guardians and headquarters! Milim has arrived in the outer courtyard and needs to be evacuated!"

Emilia and her group were also quite frightened.

Sig exclaimed, "Damn it! How did she get here so quickly?! We just teleported here through the Anywhere Door, how did she get here so quickly?"

What was even more terrible was that Milim was resolutely carrying out her strategy: if she missed her target, she would flee a thousand miles away.

Seeing that her breath failed to hit the target, she didn't even care about her dignity and immediately tried to dive underground.

Mars was not far from where Milim stuck her head out—he could even feel the bone-chilling cold slowly seeping in through the swirling air.

Milim didn't seem to move freely in the earth like a true ghost—but that was at the speed of a dragon. In fact, her speed in the earth was almost the same as that of a dragon digging a burrow.

Just as Milim's long horns were about to enter the earth, Mars arrived.

“—Don’t even think about it!”

As the paladin roared, his hands had already grasped the silver dragon's long horns tightly like a vice.

This obviously took Milim by surprise, and she almost instinctively tried to wrestle with Mars.

—Then, the prizes from the Rite of Truth began to bear fruit.

Ghosts can move through objects, but objects don't give them friction.

At this time, the competition is about pure strength.

"Holy crap!!!" Watching the tug-of-war between the man and the dragon, Sig covered his face and exclaimed, "Mars, you've finally made it this far!!!"

Mars leaned back slightly, his legs tense. His feet sank deep into the dirt, the ground cracking under the immense pressure he exerted, the soil gradually crumbling and crumbling beneath his feet. Every muscle fiber was straining, working like a capstan, nearly crushing the dragon's horn. His breathing became heavy and powerful, each gasp a low rumble like a bellows.

At the same time, Milim's voice was filled with shock and rage. She tried to shake her body under the ground, but Mars held her down tightly, making her completely unable to move.

It was as if the one with two hands and two feet was the dragon!

The dragon's eyes were now filled with crazy rage, but no matter how she struggled, she could not get any closer to the ground.

The moment Mars pulled Milim's head out of the ground, he felt his hands lighten.

Without hesitation, he suddenly exerted more strength and lifted Milim's head high, almost exposing her to the air. He then shouted, "Don't just stand there!"

Of course, Emiya and the others weren't standing still. As the wrestling began, Emiya had already begun chanting the spell, and Elastrid had already flashed her badge toward Milim, shouting, "...Milim, return to your coffin!"

However, all she was greeted with was Milim's roar - her expulsion had failed.

Emiya had no interest in negotiating with the mad undead creatures - the moment she tried to attack the gatekeepers, the door to negotiation was slammed shut.

There is also an advantage to the enemy being a ghost - he no longer has to worry about the problem of loot.

Emiya coldly extended her finger towards Milim's massive head, and tiny dark green rays silently and silently shot out from her fingertips.

However, Milim was more perceptive than Emiya.

Just as the dark green beam was about to hit Milim, she suddenly disappeared from everyone’s sight.

When she reappeared, she had already broken free from her restraints and was floating slowly in the air.

——But her eyes were fixed on Emiya and her group. At the same time, her dry mouth and nose twitched slightly.

Emiya quickly stepped forward and stood in front of the crowd.

A jet-black beam of light gushed out of Millia's mouth, carrying with it the despair of the dead and hatred for life.

Emilia recited softly, and the ivory statue at her waist broke.

The transparent elastic sphere enveloped Emiya, while also completely blocking Silver, Sigurd, and Milim.

The Death Dragon's Breath, which was good at taking away life, was far from indestructible. They bombarded the elastic ball heavily, but were ruthlessly repelled.

At this time, the gatekeepers who had risen into the sky had returned to the surface again. After Yin used the Feather Fall Technique to rescue them, he was free again.

Milim's eyes met with Gin's, and for some reason, she shuddered violently.

Most of the team members had a small silver sword handle in their hands, and pointed it firmly at Milim's head.

Mars' two dancing swords had even quietly circled behind Milim.

The next second, nearly ten Moonlight Swords unceremoniously adjusted their power to the highest level at the same time.

Before the Silver Dragon Ghost took the time to understand what they were doing, the overloaded form of the Moonlight Sword had already ejected the power of Moonfire in the most violent form.

——The various exclusive items in the church of Selûne, the goddess of the moon, are best at dealing with undead creatures. Using them to bombard undead creatures is the most perfect way to make the most of them.

In an instant, Milim’s shadowy body was almost completely torn into pieces by the Moonlight Sword.

She seemed to really feel the pain, and her face, covered with elegant, fine dragon scales, was almost twisted into a mess because of pain and despair.

However, even in such pain, Milim kept repeating the same words: "Tos...Tos, where are you? Where are you?!"

If this continued, Milim would probably be torn apart and return to the human world like a lich within ten days.

——Just like the countless battles Candlekeep has experienced over the years.

A small spherical piece of amber had appeared in Gin's hand. By the time Milim noticed it, it had already flown out of his hand.

In the gleaming light, the tiny amber instantly expanded hundreds of times, swallowing up Milim's shadowy remains in one gulp. Then, caught by gravity, it fell heavily to the ground with a slight muffled sound.

Amber Sarcophagus, a seventh-level evocation spell. Enemies struck by it become frozen in amber, as if time has completely stopped.

The recipient of this spell will no longer be able to be harmed by external forces, but will also be unable to take any further action. This spell will last for up to two weeks!

In any case, after this battle, they at least had enough reason to mobilize the entire Candlekeep.

The gatekeepers nearby were so frightened they barely dared to breathe, dodging to the side the moment they landed. After a swift and decisive battle, they finally dared to greet Emiya and his group, "Sir Emiya, everyone, thank you for saving our lives! We're heading towards the gatekeeper headquarters..."

However, before they could finish, they were surprised to find that Emiya and his group all had shocked expressions in their eyes.

Emiya yelled, "Get down!!!"

The gatekeepers didn't have time to think, they all jumped down and lay face down on the ground.

At the same time, another force field wall unfolded on the ground, blocking the icy dragon breath surging towards the gatekeepers.

Behind the gatekeeper, the shadow of a silver dragon, seeing that its plan had failed, sank into the ground again.

A gatekeeper bravely glanced back and shouted in horror, “What happened?! Wasn’t Milim just restrained?”

"——Why is there another one?!"

A rare serious expression appeared on Yin's face: "Emiya, we are really going to be in trouble today."

"What?" Emilia asked, "There's still one left. Let's just defeat one more—we should still have more than enough magic power."

She replied, "It's a big problem—far more than just two."

Almost in sync with Yin's voice, the wailing sound that had just dissipated sounded again.

"Toss—come out—come out to see me! Toss!"

Only this time, it wasn't just coming from the ground.

Although Emilia and the others were in the open outer courtyard, Milim's sobs echoed in their ears repeatedly as if in a theater.

It was as if dozens of Milims were shedding tears of blood at the same time, wailing to the world.

——Not even as if.

Dozens of Milims were slowly crawling out from the ground, walls, and even buildings. With despair and fury, they re-examined everything under the sky.

Then, at the same time, there was a deafening roar: "I saw Toss... I saw Toss! Let him come out to see me!"

Eleven Dragon Souls (V)

At this point, there is no need for the gatekeeper to sound the alarm.

Those who were in Candlekeep only needed to occasionally look up from the piles of books to see the ghosts covering the sky and temporarily blocking the sun's rays, pouring the coldness of death onto the entire outer courtyard.

In just the first moment, there were countless casualties.

Silver dragons have two types of breath - frost and hypnosis.

For a silver dragon that has been dead for hundreds of years, cold and death have gradually become synonymous.

Even if Milim did nothing, the dragon power remaining in her body was enough to plunge ordinary people who witnessed it into the abyss of despair and fear.

In an instant, Candlekeep turned into a hell on earth.

Even if all combatants were immediately in combat mode—so what?

That's dozens of giant dragon ghosts! Normally, just one Milim would be enough to keep Candlekeep in a state of panic!

While Candlekeep was in chaos, the atmosphere on the top floor of the Central Library was far from tense.

This is the room of Stutin, the chief reader and the second-in-command of Candlekeep.

And now, he is entertaining his most important guest.

Even though Candlekeep was mired in the Sea of ​​Death, he had no intention of escaping.

Stutin's guest was a tall, middle-aged man dressed in elegant, simple attire. He was standing in front of the huge French window in Stutin's office, gazing out at the frosty outer courtyard. He nodded thoughtfully, "Dozens of silver dragons...how rare."

Stutin glanced out the window a little nervously, but then turned his gaze back to his guest. "Mr. Langton, are you not interested in this strange phenomenon?"

"Just out of interest?" The wizard named Lanton turned around leisurely and pointed to the bustling outer courtyard. "The attack on Candlekeep is Candlekeep's business. What does it have to do with me?"

At this point, an unnatural scorn flashed across his face. "Besides, Candlekeep hasn't even used its full strength yet, has it? Why does it need outside help?"

Stutin hesitated for a moment and said, "After all, Candlekeep also has many things to do, and many positions cannot be transferred..."

"I see." Lanton turned again and shook his head. "The dragon's rampage isn't a major issue—it's truly the calmness at the heart of the church's faith."

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