Chapter 1090： Passing away and new students

The war lasted for less than a month, and the Messiah lived during this time... There was a feeling of becoming a rich lady.

"Head, I have found an epic necklace, do you want it?"

"The epic necklace is worthy of our head! The end of the foggy lord! The legendary ring... the head of the team we don't plan to RoLL, you accept it."

"You... still RoLL."

Mi Sai looked at the members of the team around the screen of the magic net, and some headaches caught his forehead.

It has been a long time since the Holy Fathers crusade the fog in the fissure battlefield. At present, the expeditionary army ranks 27th on the merit list.

This is already a very good result in Messia, and today has reached the final step of the Raiders.

The Lord of the Fog, if this battle is recorded in the Holy Scriptures, must belong to an epic story that can save the world after winning the war.

However, this war is easier than the imagination of the Messiah. After all, the morale of the saints who are under their command are in a state of high rise all the time.

"You are playing the last lord?"

Heroliya came over at this time. She has been in the wasteland of the Fuya adventure group for a while, and occasionally will pay attention to the progress of the expeditionary army.

"The life of the Lord of the Fog is not much, where are you, Lord Holly?"

Messi led his majesty's expeditionary army on a huge circular platform that was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of adventurers.

The enemy they are facing is a huge dragon.

The final lord of the rift battlefield is that this setting of the dragon is quite consistent with the final ending in the novel.

Mi Sai heard that there were three final BoSSs in the crack battlefield. The one she is currently on is the last one.

This dragon has obviously been completely corroded by the fog, the scales of the body have been dyed gray, and the roaring sound has a crazy meaning.

From time to time on the battlefield, there will be a large number of distortions made up of fog, which brings a lot of trouble to the adventurers of the Raiders.

"Yorit, take your team and clean up the fog distortions that appear around you... The Mage Corps targets the target of the dragon! It won't last long."

Messia commanded the expeditionary arm of the army during the communication with Herriot.

The last gray fog lord gradually became weak under the siege of the adventurers.

"Helloria, is your character still with the Fuya Adventure Group?"

Messi took time to ask where the role of Herroa was, but she turned her head to look at Herlia's moment, but the pupil narrowed slightly.

Because of a glaring wound on Heroliya's shoulder, it was like someone who crossed her shoulder with a dagger.

The wound on her shoulder did not flow out of the blood, and a shimmering particle instead of blood spilled from the wound on Heralya's shoulder.

"Your shoulder..."

Herloa seemed to see the wound on her shoulder when Messia reminded her.

“Has it already started?” Herloa blocked her shoulder with her hand. “Don’t worry, it’s just a small problem.”

But the moment when Heroliya’s voice just fell, her hand appeared like a broken glass.

"It doesn't look like a small problem! There is a fog distortion on the left side of Yorit!"

In the midst of worrying about Herriot's physical state, Messia did not forget to command his holy saints to fight.

When the Messiah finished the command and turned back again, Heroliya’s left hand had become a piece of debris disappearing... At the same time, Messiah also heard the mourning of the dragon lord in the rift battlefield.

The blood of the lord is close to death, and it is weak on the ground and there is no ability to resist.

"Dragon...gray...Is it great for Herriota..."

The instinct of the Messia played a role in this moment, her eyes back and forth between the dragon lord and Herriot in the rift battlefield.

Finally determined his own guess.

"Missue, you listen to me." Herloa looked very calm as she saw the left hand of the debris. "For you humans, I have done a lot of bad things... according to the laws of the country of the Holy Father, it is enough to be sentenced to death. Bad things."

"I know!"

Mi Saiguang was listening to Herriot's disclosure, and she could have imagined what the saint had done behind the scenes.

As a knight who protects the people...the sacred army, the reason tells the saint in front of the Messiah to be a heinous prisoner.

But human beings are, after all, a creature driven by emotions... When the words in the mind of the game are about to forgive Herriot, she already understands that she has turned away from the faith she insists on.

"So it is normal to get this punishment. Congratulations before leaving, and become a hero to save the world."

When Heroria said it, the surface of the body began to crack.

"Hellolia!"

The Messiah had stood up and reached out to hold Heroliya's shoulder, but the light touched it, and the shoulders turned into pieces of light.

"Happy, the new world is coming soon, and I have already arranged the country of the Holy Father, saying that the saint is gloriously sacrificed because of the confrontation with the fog." Herloa ignored the Messiah and shouted. What kind of expression is there, talking about it.

"This is my last request, Messia... Keep the secret and don't tell the truth to my followers."

"Hollywood!" Messia once again shouted out the name of Herriota, this time in the end without the addition of two respected adults.

Heroliya’s shoulders have also disappeared, and when the Messiah once again wants to reach out and grab Hertalya, she has already caught an empty space. The saint has turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the Messiah. before.

The Messiah looked at the golden fragments that had flowed out of the fingers, and the sky outside the window became blue again, but the pattering rain fell from the sky.

‘Successfully killed the blind dragon of the fog lord, congratulations to the adventurers who saved the world again. ’

The words from the magic net appeared in front of the match, but she looked down at her hand but didn't know what she was thinking.

..................

‘Farewell, the **** devil, Mr. Joshua? (??▽??). ’

‘Your friend Herlia has been off the assembly line. ’

When Qiao Xiu took the last foggy lord with Fu Ya, Herloa sent such a message to Qiao Xiu.

What did this message mean? Qiao Xiu did not figure out for the time being.

But what Qiao Xiu still didn't think was... this war will end so fast, it seems that it will only be two days.

This gives Joe a feeling of unreality, but of course the things to do after the war is over are celebrated.

Celebrating this kind of thing is always what the dwarves are best at, starting from the moment when the fog around Black Bay City disappears completely.

The dwarven corps who came to the reinforcements did not know where to bring a lot of barreled ale to open the party in the military camp.

The Joe repair shop was of course pulled in by the frost axe.

"His Royal Highness, someone is looking for you outside."

A Mozu soldier directly found Joe Xiu shortly after the party.

"Is it Loydell?"

Qiao Xiu followed the Mozu soldier out of the building, the order goddess in this war... basically in the state of hanging up.

The sky outside the door has been completely cleared, but there is still a light rain. Qiao Xiu came to the building and saw the figure standing in the heavy rain... The Lady Ladies.

"Missay... Hey... are you going to celebrate together? And the guy from Heroliya?"

The words of Qiao Xiu have not been finished yet, and the female knight has slowly reached the front of Qiao Xiu.

It is reasonable to say that after the Messiah became the guardian of Herriota, they have always been in a state of binding.

"Where is Hollylia?!" Qiao Xiu looked at the face of Messi, with two distinct tear marks.

At this moment, Qiao Xiu realized that things were a little bit too...right.

There was no speech in the Messiah. She opened the palm of her left hand to Qiao Xiu, and there was a seed with a shimmer in her palm.

"The seed of the world tree..."

Qiao Xiu looked at the seed, the size is like an apple, and the surface is engraved with a lot of dark gold inscriptions.

"Can you make it sprout again?" asked Messia.

"German, flowering, if it is not the world tree will not result, I guess there can be a garden of the world tree."

Qiao Xiu probably understood where the seed in the hand of Messi came from.

"But Miss Messia... If this is the tree of the world of light elves, I need a light elf..."

"I can." Messia has made up his mind to say to Joe Xiu, "Singing, acting, or broadcasting, no matter what you do!"

"Well... since you have sincerely requested it, I will help you with this. In short, welcome to the new battlefield, Miss Messia." Qiao Xiu said.