Witch Monastery

They walked in heavy iron boots on the thick ice, holding their giant swords, hammers or spears, and walked towards the lonely boat step by step.

Chapter 708 Refuse support?

The elves on the ship had just come back to their senses from the horrifying dragon's breath when they discovered that countless powerful undead spirits, the absolute elite among the elite of the undead creatures, had already climbed onto the ice and were surrounding them from all directions.

The breath of death permeates here, and the emotion called "despair" gradually envelops the hearts of every moon elf.

At the bow, Anastasia raised her head and looked at the silver dragon lich still hovering in the air, frowning. She gritted her teeth secretly, knowing that this was a life-or-death moment and there was no room for hesitation, so she shouted loudly to the rear: "Ask Wang Du and Huo Sang for support!"

Then, she reached into the bag at her waist, took out her holy emblem with a pair of eyes and seven stars around it, and began to channel the power of the Moon Goddess.

The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with a layer of black veil, and two moons slowly appeared, pouring soft moonlight down. However, the undead creatures below were all elite among the elites. Even if they did not use more magical means for protection, they were enough to kill all the enemies in front of them with just their own qualities!

The moon elves were suddenly plunged into a desperate crisis!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Hawthorne and others have also joined the battle, but they have not yet used their main forces to fight. Instead, they are only playing auxiliary roles on the side of the battlefield as harassment.

They were still waiting for Wang Du's signal, waiting for the most critical moment in the plan, and then they would come out in full force and pour all their strength on the Death Knight.

However, even if they "did not use their true strength", their current results were amazing. This was mainly due to the two spellcasters, Ethan and Ekta, who were like two high-powered flamethrowers, constantly lighting up blazing flames on the battlefield.

Even though it is winter now, the bigger feature here is actually "dryness" rather than "cold". Even though it is less than ten miles away from the sea, the air is still dry enough, and even the corpses are very dry and can be ignited at the slightest touch.

So Ethan and Ekta opened fire at full force, and the battlefield was immediately ablaze. All kinds of zombies, stitched monsters, and ghouls were set on fire, emitting thick black smoke. The stench of corruption and the aroma of barbecue filled the air, making the scorched battlefield even more chaotic.

Hawthorne, Celine and others stood in the back more relaxedly, using magic energy to hit the heads of some undead creatures that were difficult to deal with, looking very comfortable.

As long as the main force of the undead creatures, those ten-meter-tall flesh and blood giants, do not come here, they can always maintain a relaxed and happy state, and at the same time crush the undead in front of them with overwhelming advantages!

But at this moment, his communication stone lit up and received a message from afar. When he read the message and learned the current status of the moon elves, his face changed drastically.

Immediately, without any hesitation, he called out to Xilin beside him: "Hold on here, I'll go find Wang Du!"

Xilin didn't know what he heard, but nodded slightly, then raised her hand and fired a tracer bullet towards the battlefield in the distance.

, blew up a three-meter-tall corpse stitching monster, and Wufeng cut into the battlefield box.

At the front line, Annuo was originally on guard against the undead creatures ahead that could break through the line at any time. Now he was looking towards him worriedly, not knowing what exactly he was going to do.

However, at this moment, Hawthorne no longer had time to explain to her. He turned around and ran all the way back, heading straight for the elephant man's camp and the tall temporary sentry tower.

Before he got there, he stood below and yelled at the top of his voice: "Wang Du - did you get the message?!"

He knew that Wang Du was the person responsible for contacting the moon elves, so if the moon elves were attacked, they would definitely make him laugh to death.

Below the sentry tower, two minotaurs in heavy armor and holding halberds stepped forward, blocked his way, and said in a deep voice: "The front is the command post. No one is allowed to enter without permission."

Huo Sang raised his head and glanced upwards, convinced that Wang Du must have heard his voice, so he said no more and stood where he was, silently estimating the time and waiting for him to come down.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield in the distance changed again. The gate under the wall of Gendra Port opened, and several giant elephants that had turned into zombies rushed out stiffly, rushing towards the holy elephants who were still alive and trampling on the crowd.

The two sides were sealed together, and the battlefield was trembling again. This was a top-level duel, and all the soldiers could only avoid it, because the aftermath of any collision would kill these fragile ordinary people on the spot!

However, Huo Sang did not pay attention to all this for the time being. He waited quietly, and before long, the door at the bottom of the temporary sentry tower in front of him was opened, and a familiar burly figure walked out from inside.

That was Wang Du, his face was filled with a bit of grief and shame. Seeing his face, Huo Sang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He stared at the elephant man in front of him, and then asked in a deep voice: "Have you also received a request for help from the moon elves?"

"Uh..." He chose his words carefully and said to Hawthorne, "The original plan was for the moon elves to launch a surprise attack at sea. However, no one expected that their location would be detected by the dragon lich."

"The moon elves have been pursuing this isolation strategy from the beginning to the end. They are unwilling to join us no matter what. Now that they have been captured by the enemy, there is nothing we can do..."

Hawthorne's eyes were faint, and he was not shaken by his words: "So, Bo Luofang's decision is not to go to the sea to support them?"

This sentence pierced Wang Du's heart like a steel knife. The elephant man lowered his head and curled up his long trunk: "At present, we do not have the ability to support them on the sea in this battlefield."

"And, as you can see, right now, the holy elephants are fighting the zombie monsters. When the battle here is over, they won't have much energy left..."

Hawthorne let out a long breath: "If we can't behead that Death Knight, then today's battle can be declared a failure, right?"

Wang Du's breath was choked, and he felt like he was stabbed in the chest again: "This..."

Next to them, two minotaurs holding halberds and guarding the holy elephant glared angrily: "Human, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Hawthorne ignored the two soldiers who posed no threat to him and stared coldly at the elephant man in front of him: "The Sein people will not be so cowardly as to surrender because of a sudden accident."

The two minotaurs' eyes widened even more, and Hawthorne turned around and walked away.

Since Pola is unreliable, he will go find someone reliable to seek support.

Behind, Wang Du looked at Huo Sang's receding back, opened his big mouth with two thick tusks, but in the end did not say anything.

He stood there, his eyes flickering, and finally he stomped his thick elephant legs hard on the floor and sighed heavily: "Alas!"

Just now, he and Sharma had a fierce quarrel on the sentry tower. The reason was that after receiving the moon elves' request for help, his first reaction was to immediately mobilize the army, break through the defense line of Gendra Port, attack the city, rush all the way to the port, grab a ship, and then go out to sea to support the moon elves.

However, this proposal was rejected by Sharma, who believed that the elephants' physical strength was not enough to support such a long-distance attack, which would only put the elephants in danger and even lead to their ultimate destruction.

Wang Du argued that this was the best opportunity to destroy the dragon lich knight, and also to establish good relations with the moon elves.

However, Sharma said that he was short-sighted and could not see the longer-term future after the war; after hearing him say that he wanted to improve relations with the moon elves, he became furious and accused him of sacrificing the rights of his own country for the benefit of foreign aliens.

The two sides were in a stalemate, but then, when the zombified holy elephants appeared and collided with the living holy elephants, the topic had to be declared over: the actual battle situation was more in Sharma's direction, and Wang Du's plan was too risky, so it had to be aborted in the end.

The two men reached an agreement, and Hawthorne happened to arrive at this moment, so he had to come down and inform Hawthorne of the decision.

At this moment, looking at Hawthorne's receding back, Wang Du suddenly realized how the international community, like the people, and even the entire country of Borneo, would react after today's battle.

Such an image.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look towards the top of the tower, in the direction of Sharma. He couldn't help but clench his fists hidden under his armor.

He knew the root cause of the problem, the crux of the problem, but...

He has no identity, he can't change this!

Chapter 709 Riding on the back of the silver dragon

On the other side, Hawthorne ran straight to the back of the camp, to another person's residence.

He was worried about Kassadin's current condition, but he didn't even know where the Moon Elf's ship was parked.

In this vast ocean, where should he go to look for it?

As for the duration of "Tasha's Extraordinary Form", even if she used up the opportunities to cast the sixth and seventh rings, it would only last four minutes at most.

Four minutes may not even be enough for you to find the other person's position, and it will be over.

Therefore, he must first find someone who can safely carry them to the sea to find the moon elves' ship.

And this person already has an idea.

Behind their camp was a row of white tents. There were not many people here at the moment, only some nervous soldiers standing guard.

Hawthorne ran straight in one direction, and when he got close, he opened his mouth and called her name: "Valdegit von, sir, are you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew around, making the tents here rustle, as if some huge monster had turned over.

Then, from behind a tent, the old man's strong voice said, "I'm here."

As he spoke, the white-haired but kind-faced old man, who did not pretend to be majestic but had a natural air of nobility, slowly walked out from behind a tent.

She smiled at Hawthorne and said, "Young man, are you looking for me?"

Hawthorne nodded: "Well... the moon elves' ship was attacked at sea, and the Po Luo Fang did not plan to send out a rescue."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath and said, "They are our allies, and I have reasons to go. But we lack the ability to fly long distances, especially when they have a dragon lich as a mount to ensure mobility. Even though we have prepared countless means, we are unable to exert any power."

"So, my Lord."

He looked at her pleadingly. He had long suspected the identity of this old lady, so he bowed slightly to show his respect: "Please take us there."

As he said this, he looked at the old woman in front of him earnestly and warmly, hoping that she would stop pretending and show her true face.

In response, the old man in front of him nodded slightly.

"Dar, this is the name of the dragon lich you are talking about," she said. "He was such a proud being. He took justice as his lifelong ideal and vowed to fight for justice for the whole world to the end."

"For this reason, he left Sayin to help protect some weak countries. But unfortunately, things are not always smooth sailing. He encountered a terrible fate there and ended up becoming what he is now. I am afraid that this is what he hates the most."

As she said this, she sighed and said, "Lord Hawthorne, I have long heard that you have the miraculous power to purify all undead creatures and demons. I don't know whose power left in your blood you have awakened, but could you please wait a moment and free the soul of my old friend first?"

Hawthorne's eyes narrowed slightly, and the guess in his heart that he had always had was confirmed at this moment.

He then nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you that I will wash away the shame imposed on His Highness Dar by outsiders and let his body and soul rest in peace."

In front of him, the old lady smiled kindly and nodded gently at him: "In this way, my trip to Bora this time is not in vain."

As she said this, a strong wind suddenly blew up from behind her, making Huo Sang unable to open his eyes. He could not help but take a half step back, squinting his eyes, suppressing his impatience, and looking forward, he found that the old lady's body in front of him was constantly expanding, twisting, and deforming, growing silver scales, majestic wings, and a slender tail, and finally...

It turned into a giant silver dragon whose total length was probably over forty meters!

What a beautiful silver dragon it is! From head to tail, every inch of its muscles and every proportion of its body perfectly conforms to the aesthetic structure of the golden ratio.

The scales on her back and wings are a beautiful silver-white, while the scales from her throat to her abdomen are light gold, without the slightest impurity, highlighting her nobility with purity.

She was just standing there, like the most perfect masterpiece created by a sculptor with painstaking efforts. Even the person who knew nothing about art would be obsessed with her beauty when he took a look.

Hawthorne was shocked. He stared blankly at this perhaps the most beautiful creature in the material world. He did not move for a moment, as if he had forgotten what he should do.

However, the silver dragon named Waldgit lowered his head. His yellow vertical pupils did not have the sharpness of a top predator in the material world. Instead, he had the same kindness as an old man looking at his promising children: "What are you waiting for, Earl Hawthorne, come on, get on my back."

As she said this, she lowered her wings on both sides to make it easier for him to climb up.

After being reminded by her, Hawthorne came back to his senses. Looking at the huge monster in front of him, his heart was pounding with excitement.

I want to ride on the back of a silver dragon?

When he thought about what kind of scene this would be, he

His heartbeat could not slow down. He suppressed his excitement, trembling, jumped up, turned over and rode directly on her back, and then said: "Sir, please follow me, let's go to that place to pick up my comrades, and then we will go to the sea together."

The silver dragon nodded slightly, then leaped up and flew straight into the sky. She flew forward, over the camp of the Pala army, and arrived above the battlefield, instantly attracting the attention of countless pairs of eyes.

However, she did not care about this sight and landed at a place on the edge of the battlefield according to Hawthorne's guidance.

Below, An Nuo and the others were fighting fiercely with the undead creatures, but suddenly they felt a strong chill coming from the sky and landing on their heads. Everyone looked up and opened their mouths in surprise. The sudden appearance of the silver dragon in front of them made most of them, who had seen a dragon for the first time in their lives, extremely excited.

However, the more exciting thing was yet to come. Almost at the moment when the silver dragon landed, a familiar figure poked his head out from behind her and shouted to the people below: "There is no time left, everyone, come up quickly, let's go support the moon elves!"

It was Hawthorne!

Anno looked at him in shock, while Celine and Ekta reacted quickly and looked at him with eyes full of admiration.

Behind them, Ethan and Tierra Stro were equally surprised. Even Eric stopped playing his melancholy tune and looked at the huge silver dragon, unable to help asking, "What...what's going on?"

Observing their expressions, Hawthorne suddenly felt a strong sense of pride. However, he suppressed this emotion well and said, "The Death Knight and the Dragon Lich took their elite troops to attack the Moon Elves' ship."

"They can channel the power of the Moon Goddess, and there must be no mistakes, so I decided to rescue them and behead the culprit of all this."

As he said this, he leaned over and stretched out his hand to the people below: "There's no time left, everyone, follow me!"

Eric looked at the huge silver dragon, grumbling in his throat, and wanted to ask something, but in the end he suppressed the confusion in his heart and said no more.

Celine and Ekta were the first to step forward. With their light bodies, they easily flipped over onto the silver dragon's back. Annuo strode forward. She was wearing heavy plate armor and it was not convenient for her to move freely, so she grabbed Hawthorne's hand and was pulled up by him.

The others followed suit. The back of Wadgit was so broad and huge that it could easily carry all of them. Soon, everyone was sitting on the back of the silver dragon, and Wadgit nodded slightly, saying, "Hold on tight. I'm going to set off now!"

As she spoke, she pushed the ground with her limbs, flapped her wings, and then soared straight into the distant sky.

Chapter 710 Shot down

In the back, on the sentry tower of the elephants, looking at the huge silver dragon, Sharma was also extremely shocked: "What's going on? The Sein Empire took advantage of this time to attack?!"

Beside him, Wang Du's eyes widened in anger: "This... is not right, this shouldn't be the case. How could we only discover the giant dragon's trace when we were so close?"

He couldn't help but be afraid. For the Sein Empire, or to be more precise, the fear of the silver dragons was engraved in the bones of the elephant people.

After all, in history, they had never won a battle against the Sein Empire, and they had even had their capital breached by the Silver Dragons, and had been temporarily controlled by them for a period of time in the national order!

It is a shame, a fear, and an indelible psychological shadow for every elephant man!

Wang Du's body couldn't help but tremble, and Sharma beside him felt his scalp tingling. Fear and anger gripped his heart, making his whole body tremble: "He must be coming for the holy elephants. Evacuate quickly and protect the holy elephants! Protect the holy elephants!"

He roared wildly, never thinking that the silver dragon was actually their ally. In fact, they had already spent quite some time with the silver dragon before.

They had never had close contact with real dragons like Hawthorne, so they simply understood the unspeakable majesty and nobility of Wadgit as the temperament brought about by the unique training method of the Sayne royal family, and therefore never guessed in the direction of "Wadgit is a dragon".

However, it is true that no one can be like Hawthorne, who would have dinner with a dragon at close range every weekend night, and go to a concert or a dance performance together from time to time.

They don't have the judgment, so naturally they are in chaos at this moment.

At this time, in the sky, Wadjit had no time to care about how much trouble his appearance had brought to the commanders of the Kingdom of Brahma.

She was now focused on flying, carrying Hawthorne and others across the city, over the sea, and all the way to the sky above the ocean.

Hawthorne sat at the front of the team, and the strong sea breeze with the fishy and salty smell of the ocean blew in his face. People with weaker constitutions would probably be unable to open their eyes because of the wind.