Chapter 470

The cold rain overflowed from the black clouds, blowing across the earth with the pungent wind.

The lightning twines in the shadow of the sky, and the piercing cold spreads in the wind and rain, making the whole world of grantia like an ice prison after 170 layers of abyss.

Standing between the pit and the scattered bones, Joshua breathed a long breath. His dragon hunting sword and gun turned into light. They were divided into a pair of young girls. They wanted to congratulate their master on defeating a powerful enemy, but they were silent because of the inexplicable atmosphere.

Altman fernander died, but the northwest wasteland is still dead. Except for the bloodthirsty beasts hidden in the deep forest caves and the survivors rescued by soldiers, this area is still lifeless.

Kill a great leader of the dead, nothing changes.

"Master..."

Ying followed Joshua for the longest time and knew his character, so after waiting for a while, the girl tried to ask, "why don't you look very happy?"

"Yes." Immediately after the silver haired girl, Lin also quickly asked: "master, you killed the great leader of the undead. For a long time, there will be no similar existence to come to trouble, and the survivors will be safe."

"No, he wasn't killed by me."

It seems that he is still remembering how he felt when he shot through the core of general Shenxu shadow. After a long time, Joshua said in a helpless tone: "Aerman is suicidal."

"Suicide?"

Both Ying and Lin stayed for a moment, but they didn't understand whether there was something wrong with Joshua or with them. Was it a fake feeling that they had pierced the enemy?

But the soldier didn't intend to explain the problem in detail. He just looked at some residual energy fragments, which were the last remnants of the existence named armann.

How can you kill a man who has a will to die? Even though Aerman did use all his strength in the end, fighting this kind of thing is to fight with life and blood, and burn to exceed his limit.

Perhaps for the general, in the solemn World War I, to die in the hands of a powerful being he had been pursuing, but could not become, was the best belonging of his life. He didn't want to leave regrets like the gem Dragon King. Joshua just satisfied his wish, that's all.

As for why such a hero once degenerated to the point where he wanted to destroy the world and let everything return to the dead, the soldier didn't know. He only knew that it was almost meaningless to kill Aerman. The northwest wasteland is still the northwest wasteland, and it can't be as rich as it was 27 years ago, And the Grandia world is still a dying world, it will not change because of this little thing.

The more than 30 survivors have no way to go at the moment. Is it possible to say that killing such a leader of the dead can eliminate the shadow and natural disaster that enveloped the whole continent? Of course not, So Joshua's heart was very heavy at this time.

Perhaps, killing all the seven undead commanders can save the world, but he has no spare time to do it. The safety of the continent of mirov is more important to the soldiers than the world.

But... If everything is over and there is still time left after the fourth sage inheritance is recovered by the seven gods Church... Then it may not be impossible to have a try.

But in the end, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Let's go."

After sighing, Joshua said to his weapons, "although Aerman is dead, he said a lot of interesting information in the battle, including the fact that the second commander is chasing a dragon wing girl."

The inheritor girl in the resonance projection also seems to have a pair of dragon wings.

Thinking of this, the soldier turned his head and walked towards the cave where the survivors were hiding: "the second commander is now moving towards the northwest of the southwest wasteland. I think their source of information must be more reliable than our random guess."

"Yes Should and a, Shenji sister and brother quickly catch up with their master.

A moment later, the cave, which was closed with rocks, was opened by a man.

Outside the cave, in the wasteland of smooth sand blown by the violent hurricane, Joshua looked at more than 30 young girls practicing his breathing method.

Most of these survivors are young, and the oldest is not more than 20 years old. A few days ago, they were so weak that even the necromancer could not detect their existence. But now, with abundant protocrystals and combat training, most of them have entered the category of primary professionals of grantia, and their talents are outstanding, such as Crete, Even reach the realm of secondary occupation.

Their potential is not weak. If they are put in the mainland of mccrov, as long as they enter the Academy for practice, they will become the backbone members of the army or an organization in a few years, and the chance of advancing gold will never be small. What's more, the great magic tide of mccrov is coming. At that time, they will not be slow to absorb magic from the atmosphere, or even absorb it directly with protocrystals.However, they were born in grantia, a dangerous world without any order, and their talent potential was buried. If they did not meet Joshua, they would be doomed to become a skeleton.

"I'm going."

Glancing at the neat young survivors, the soldier said calmly, "I'm not a guardian. I've come here to do something. The practice method I taught you is also an experiment I did, so don't thank me. It's a fair deal."

He didn't care about some of the uproar survivors. Looking at the entrance and exit of the cave beside him, Joshua pondered for a while, then stretched out his hand. Huge life could gather and control the soil and rocks in that area out of thin air. He transformed it into a hidden entrance hidden between the soil and sand. After all this, he said: "the southwest wasteland is still dangerous, However, this place is very hidden, and the mark of the dead within several kilometers has been completely erased by me. There will be no dead shadow at night, so it is very safe. Those who do not have their own settlements can come here to live, and those who have settlements, I hope you can come here and help more than 30 people, which is much better than fighting alone or in groups. "

The soldier explained some things, and then he planned to leave. Just as he was about to get up and fly toward the northwest, the young man who was the leader broke through the silver realm, and Crete suddenly said, "so, my Lord, what are you going to do?"

When the blonde asked questions, his nervous voice changed a little bit. But out of an urgent psychology of repaying, Crete still ignored his instinct and forced himself to say what he wanted to say.

And Joshua looked back at each other in some surprise. After a pause, the corner of his mouth tilted slightly and he replied, "I'm looking for someone."

"A girl with red hair and Dragon Wings on her back." Looking at larrell, the soldier added: "she may not be older than you. She looks very young. A few days ago, she was transported to the northwest wasteland, but I haven't found any trace of her until now."

He looked at the young girls who frowned and pondered, waiting patiently.

Giving to the benefactor must also give the benefactor a chance to repay. Although Joshua didn't feel that they could give any reliable answer, there was no harm in trying. At least it could make the young girls feel at ease.

As a result, I was really surprised.

"I remember that some time ago, there was a dark blue light shining near the village."

It was a thin girl with some light freckles on her face. At this time, she seemed to fall into memory and was telling the situation bit by bit: "at that time, the merchants from the northwest holy city just left the village, and the direction they went back seemed to be the direction of the shining light."

"Holy city?"

Joshua felt that he had heard the familiar words. Among the valuable information that Aerman scattered during the battle, the word "holy city" appeared quite a few times. For example, after a period of time, the seven leaders of the dead - now the six - will gather their troops to attack the four holy cities guarding the holy tomb.

"Well, yes, my Lord, it is the holy city." This time, it's not the freckled girl speaking, but the cheerful character. According to malariel, a childhood sweetheart of Crete, after hearing the soldier's questions, the girl immediately added this information: "there were nearly 20 shelters in the northwest wasteland, which is one of the largest gathering places of human beings except for the four holy cities, and there are many local specialties and protoliths here. Occasionally, there will be people from the holy city to exchange food and other things for specialties and protocrysts. "

Other teenagers also pointed out the direction to the holy city. A teenager who had learned painting even drew a rough map on the sand to show Joshua.

"Is that so?"

Looking at the rough sand map, he had already roughly guessed where the Dragon wing girl was now. Joshua could not help but brighten his eyes. He laughed and sighed: "I didn't expect that there was a real harvest. If I had asked earlier, I wouldn't have wasted these two days."

Although he said that, it was not so. If Joshua hadn't saved these survivors these days and given them enough strength to practice Dharma, the girl who knew the news would have died before the soldiers asked.

Thinking of this, Joshua couldn't help glancing at the young girls in front of him again. In their eyes, they were glad to be able to help at last.

In the heart move, the soldier's mind, can't help but flash an idea.

Maybe... When he finds the fourth inheritor and allows the seven gods church to open the channel of time and space back to the continent of mirov, he can let these children leave the world together. I think the stable channel at that time is enough to carry these people.But Joshua didn't promise. No one could know about the future. Maybe when he found the fourth inheritor, the situation was so dangerous that he didn't have enough time to escape. Maybe before he finished his task, these children had all died because of various accidents.

Perhaps, the world of Grandia still has a chance to get rid of today's Doomsday scene and return to its former rich and beautiful appearance.

Seeing these people deeply, Joshua said goodbye, and then flew away in the direction of the holy city.

And watching the light spots of the soldiers disappear in the sky, the lost young girls also disperse little by little. They do not want to return to their respective living places, but intend to listen to Joshua's advice, carry some valuable things from their own home, and live in this hidden cave with these same inherited companions.

And in a dilapidated shelter village, in a dilapidated study covered with dried blood.

The thick history of the central empire was blown by the wind and fell to the ground after shaking for a while.

The pages of the book turned, and finally stayed in the middle of the thick, close to the end of a page.

On this page, the author describes the great achievements of an invincible general with the obscure but beautiful strokes of the common language of ancient gratia. He is loyal to the emperor with his unbreakable trust and loyalty, which is also a long-standing story of the king and his ministers.

And at the end of this page, it records the general's final understatement, which is almost a omitted ending.

[general Alman fernander, Dragon Slayer]

In 572, the central Empire died in a despicable assassination organized by the rebels