Crown of Silence

Chapter 585 My friend, please wait a moment...

In the Caucasus, the Bessia desert, the dilapidated city in the distance flickered with dim flames.

The stench in the desert had not yet dissipated.

The burning ruins still emitted pungent smoke, and the extinguished embers emitted dark red flames, flickering in the cold wind, like a dying gasp.

The fluttering snow powder fell in the cold wind, covering the ground, scattering into the fortress, and falling into the world with the pervasive cold wind.

The wounded soldiers lying on the felt made difficult sounds, gasped for breath, and exhaled white air, like souls dissipating in the approaching death.

This war with the natural disaster is about to end.

The shadow of the Eagle Wing Mother drove straight from the land of the Caucasus, straight through the Bessia desert, and was about to arrive at the country's last line of defense.

Greed devoured millions of lives, and countless eagle demons hatched from blood and rotten flesh, surrounding the Supreme Sky Lord, the great Eagle Wing Mother, and had already swallowed up most of the kingdom.

This country was like a prey struggling hard under the beak of the scourge, being disemboweled bit by bit, devouring its internal organs, feasting happily, and struggling to death before losing its last life.

In the trenches frozen by mud and water, the stench of broken boots and rotten feet lingered, and dozens of soldiers with disheveled hair lay on the ground, sleeping soundly, snoring one after another, like thunder.

In the falling snow, in a relatively sheltered and warm corner, someone tossed and turned, and in the end, gave up on sleep, tore open the half-broken door curtain covering his face, revealing a face covered with ashes and stains, and cracked lips.

He got up, clung to the trench, and thrust his head into the howling cold wind, breathing in the life-saving fresh air, panting.

"It's really terrible, this country's foot odor alone can be used as a weapon, right?"

Charles lay on the edge and retched for a long time, but nothing came out. In the silence with only snoring, he looked blankly at the wilderness around him and the city behind him.

After a long time, he raised his foot and kicked the guy who was sleeping soundly beside him.

"I heard a group of girls singing..."

"Stop it." Wolf Whistle turned over on the ground, muttering: "It's late at night, how can anyone sing?"

"Really." Charles whispered: "I smell the smell of wine, Royal Knight..."

"You think too much."

Wolf Whistle was unable to sleep because of the noise, so he grabbed a broken barrel full of liquid and handed it to him: "Here, drink some old kerosene to cushion your pain."

"..."

Charles was speechless and squatted back in the trench. The two looked at each other in silence for a long time... and shuddered at the same time.

"It's cold!"

"It's really fucking cold!"

Charles wrapped his rags tightly around his body, wanting to cry but not tears: "Why is there no heating? The local gangs are so rude!"

"No way, we're poor."

Lang Di shook his head, took out a small bottle from his arms, and took a sip, "Having a blanket to cover you is already a thank you and respect from these Caucasian gentlemen for your willingness to die.

You're still not satisfied, wanting heating girls and wine, are you still a human being?"

"..."

Charles stared at the bottle in his hand, "What's that you're drinking?"

He had been hungry for a whole night, so cold that he wanted to warm himself by the fire in hell. Seeing that Lang Di had something to eat in his hand, he couldn't help but want to pounce on it.

"This? Do you want some?"

Lang Di raised his eyebrows and put the bottle in front of Charles' nose. Charles was almost suffocated by the pungent smell.

"Would you like to try it? It's a special medicine for treating nervous disorders and schizophrenia. It's very useful. Since I started drinking it, I can no longer see my non-existent second cousin."

"You haven't recovered yet?"

"It's not that easy."

Wolf Whistle shook his head. Behind him, the shadow of a half-broken wolf-headed god flashed by, still looking miserable.

"That old guy Wagner is really amazing. Although they are both divine fantasy beasts, Anubis's degree of perfection is far behind that of the Valkyrie, which has been passed down from generation to generation. It was just scratched a little bit... and it turned into this ghost.

If you want to get better, it will take at least half a year."

Seeing his appearance, Charles couldn't help shaking his head.

Unable to sleep, looking at the dark sky, his expression became sad.

"I don't know how Xiao Ye and Bai Xi are doing now. No matter how I think about it, I'm still a little worried."

"Don't worry." Lang Di laughed gloatingly: "According to my understanding, Ye Qingxuan is doing very well now. I guess he is trying his best to beat you up."

Xia Er spread his hands, "Then there is nothing we can do. After all, I ran away first..."

"Don't be sad. No matter what, you are much better than me." Lang Di shrugged, "There is still a terrible old man in the world who is ready to clean up the house."

"You mean Ba..."

Before he finished speaking, Lang Di's face suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand, covered his mouth, raised a finger to his mouth, and signaled him to be silent.

"Shh."

Boom!

A sudden roar exploded from the sky, and the frenzied lightning brewed, burst, and struck the world, bringing a moment of hot light.

The lightning illuminated the invisible wolves around Lang Di. The wolves' eyes were green and they stared at the sky silently.

But the lightning flashed for only a moment before returning to silence. For a long time, there was no sound.

Wolf Flute breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his hand, and shook his head at Charles:

"Never mention that name, especially when I'm here..."

Ciel didn't speak, but looked straight at him with strange eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Langdi smiled helplessly: "Are you scared?"

"Is it warm?"

Ciel suddenly asked, making him stunned.

Charles pointed at him, filled with indignation: "Don't quibble, I just saw it, so hairy, it must be very warm! I asked you why you didn't shiver at all!

That's too much. You have so many wolves and you can't use them all. Why don't you give me one? "

"..."

Two minutes later.

Ciel, who was surrounded by wolves, moaned happily, holding one in his arms and rubbing it against the fur.

"Take good care of yourself."

Langdi glanced at him helplessly: "You will have to work hard tomorrow."

Charles was silent for a long time, scratching his head, "By the way, you don't really want me to deal with natural disasters tomorrow, right?"

"Didn't I say this many times?"

"...I thought you were joking!"

Xia Ermeng pressed, "Forget about natural disasters, and she is also the Eagle Wing Mother, the legendary king of the sky. She became famous four hundred years ago and is a veteran natural disaster that has never been defeated so far.

Are you sure I can beat you? If I die, what will I do if I ruin the revolutionary plan? "

"..."

Wolf Flute patted him on the shoulder, "I won't protect you when we go to the battlefield tomorrow."

"Thank you...huh? Wait!"

"I'm already injured, brother."

Langdi spread his hands and said, "I tried my best just to protect you from escaping from the Holy City. You can't let me go head-to-head with natural disasters just to protect you, right? Besides..."

He paused, his expression complex.

"Besides what?" Charles had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Besides, it's not tomorrow..."

Wolf Flute raised his finger and pointed at the dark sky:

"—It's already here."

boom!

The next moment, the dark sky burst.

The hurricane swept down from the sky like a torrent, enveloping countless dark eagle feathers. Amidst the roar of the strong wind, sharp sirens sounded from the entire defense line, and countless harpies came and fell one after another, making shuddering screams.

In the cracked clouds, countless thunder and lightning danced crazily, illuminating a pair of huge dark wings.

Natural Disaster·Eagle Wing Mother.

The true king of the sky has arrived!

"Now, it's up to you!"

Wolf Flute patted his shoulder and gave a thumbs up sign: "Come on!"

"No way, brother!"

Ciel looked up at the sky, his face pale, "How can I beat it? Should I bite it to death with my teeth?"

Langdi patted his head and finally remembered something.

"Ah, before leaving, Mr. Gaius asked me to give this to you. I almost forgot."

He mysteriously put something into Charles's hand and said with a serious expression, "Hold it, this is a secret weapon."

Charlotte was immediately overjoyed, spread out his palms, looked down, and then sprayed a mouthful of old blood on Lang Flute's face.

"You're fucking kidding me!" He waved the thing in his hand angrily, "Give me a divine weapon! What's the point of giving it to me?"

In Ciel's hand, there was an exquisite triangle...

Not even worthy of a knocking stick!

"Don't be afraid. I checked. Aren't you a Triangle Level 10 certified by the Holy City?"

Langdi left a smile with confidence: "Then I'll leave it to you. Goodbye!"

Before he finished speaking, his body was wrapped by Anubis and disappeared in an instant.

Charles was left alone in the empty trench, holding a triangle and looking up at the dark sky blankly.

No way, this battle can't be fought!

The idea of ​​using a triangle to smash natural disasters to death was killed by him before it even came up.

Making a decisive decision, Ciel lowered his body, ran forward, slapped his butt and left.

He ran away!

You must run, you can’t do it without running!

In just a few seconds, the eagle-winged mother's claws had already killed two masters! If he didn't run away, his descendants alone would be able to dismember Ciel without even having to take action from the old man.

While someone is attracting attention, run away first...

But soon, Ciel realized something was wrong.

In his arms, the triangle suddenly became hot, as if it had been red-hot. It clung to his hand, causing severe pain and making him unable to shake it off.

It was just severe pain, but immediately afterwards, the triangle emitted terrifying etheric fluctuations, absorbing the power of the nine-layer etheric sea on its own, exuding a terrifying authority that was superior to the master.

It's like announcing to all directions...

I'm here!

Logically speaking, Charles should feel the divine power at this time. If he had divine help, the huge power would almost burst his body, but Maoxian didn't feel it.

In other words, the thing in my hand is a pure product!

The only function is to attract the attention of natural disasters...

Feeling the cold malice coming from all directions, Ciel stopped and wanted to cry without tears.

"Listen to my explanation. It's a long story. I'm actually a soy sauce person. I don't care about my affairs. Well, I'm not looking down on birds. What I mean is..."

In the sky, the huge shadow seemed to have noticed something and cast a gloomy gaze. Behind the wings of countless harpies, an old figure vaguely emerged.

That was an old woman who was half eagle and half human. Her eyes were filled with inhuman ferocity, and she pointed a finger at Charles.

Charles' face changed drastically, and he raised his hand to beg for mercy:

"My friend, please wait a moment..."

Boom!

He was swallowed up by the roaring torrent.