Crossing a large sea of ​​magma, straddling rocky volcanic groups, and passing through Van Ferro's teleportation array, Prince came to the southern part of the alliance's headquarters, the Huston Empire.

Along the way, Long Yan obediently followed him, and generously covered the travel expenses all the way.

"Why didn't you go back to see your parents in Fanferro?" Seeing that Prince was writing a letter and sending it home, Long Yan asked in bewilderment.

He also wanted to see his parents, but he couldn't leave after seeing them...

"Apologize in person later." Prince brushed the hair that had fallen from his forehead, his voice low.

He is really an unfilial child, and he wants to put himself in danger.Instead of worrying your parents every day, write them a letter saying you're hiding from the war in a safe town.

The southern fortress of the Huston Empire is full of solemnity. The conference room on the top floor of the fortress tower is holding a serious final meeting. All present are the highest combat power of the human race - the ninth-level magician.

"I don't agree!" Belen slammed the table, "Currently Huston North, Mibille, Greland, Dwarves and Elves have all become Longya's support, although the last attack on Dragon Island was seriously injured. Long Ya, but the healing power of the evil dragon is astonishing, I do not agree to attack Dragon Island for the second time, we need to cultivate our health and rest!"

"Yeah, the stalemate has come to an end, and I don't recommend wasting the little vitality left." Tubote echoed, "We still have to learn from Floyd, we have had too many casualties in the past few years, and there are many opportunities in the academy island. The children who became high-level magicians all fell in battle, which is a huge loss for our human race."

"Without sacrifice, there is no future." Bo Lun, who had been silent for a long time, said, "If we don't slay the dragon, what is waiting for us is the annexation of us by the evil dragon when it grows stronger. We must continue to attack Dragon Island, and we cannot give her time to breathe. .”

He looked around at the people in the conference room: "Although everyone here can avoid the battle passively, but you have also seen that Long Ya imprisoned many of our kindred in the battle, and they have been waiting for our rescue. Rest, are you too sorry for the struggling compatriots on Dragon Island? Are you going to give up on them?"

"No one ever said to give up!" Another earth magician who escaped from Greland and came to the Dragon Slaying Alliance replied, "It's just a short period of self-cultivation and recuperation. You can't keep fighting like this? It's been more than four years and almost five It has been years, and the flames of war have spread to the entire continent. Everyone hates war, and everyone's spirits will collapse if they don't rest. What's more, although the Huston Empire and the Van Ferro Kingdom have always supported us, we have always We haven’t produced any results, and if we lose the battle, we will soon lose funding!”

Nolan squinted at the man: "Don't use your thinking to speculate on others."

"You advocate peace, but it also depends on whether Longya is willing to make peace. You say you don't want to have war, but is war a matter of willingness? This is a last resort!" Afasha rubbed his hair, helplessly Said, "Besides, if you don't fight dragons, are you aiming your weapons at the human race outside the border and constantly destroying the defensive circle?"

Ansair, who rested his chin and listened quietly to the dispute between the two sides, stood up. He looked around the Titan Legion in disappointment, then turned his head and walked out: "The Semurui Legion I lead will always go forward bravely."

As soon as he finished speaking, half of the people present followed him and walked outside.

The door slammed shut, Ansair pursed his lips tightly, and after he walked out of the tower, some members of the Semurean Legion surrounded him.

"Head, what's the result?" "It's been a month, and if we don't fight, we have to start all over again..." "The border is already a bit untenable. If we don't go straight to Long Island to solve the problem from the source, we will fall into civil strife in the human race." Ah, I really don’t know how people like Mibilli Greland are so determined!”

Ansair raised his arms, and the surroundings became quiet. Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, he didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Seeing his silence, Bo Lun answered for him, "It's still the same, I want peace with the Lord."

Ansair sighed and motioned for everyone to go back and talk.

A group of people rushed on the road, and the flying dust lifted their magic robes. The failure of the negotiation again made the atmosphere anxious.

After arriving at the legion's garrison, Ansair held an emergency meeting, and the backbone of the legion was present.

A giant map of the mainland was hung on the wall, and the magicians in front of the round table had solemn expressions.

"There are currently three legions in the alliance. We and the Divande Legion are in favor of attacking Dragon Island. But we only have 15 magicians combined, and the remaining [-] magicians are in the Titan Legion." Lucia compared She was more mature five years ago, she frowned and said slowly.

Joshua has grown into a young boy. As a ten-year-old genius seventh-level thunder mage, he did not join the Divande Legion that his fathers belonged to, but instead joined Ansair who created the least number. But the Semurian Legion has the most young high-level magicians.

He said: "Some time ago, I went to the Nightmare Forest to inquire about Nightmare's changes, and I found allies by accident. As I reported, Longya's body is the soul of an ancient evil dragon. She killed the Nightmare in the forest ten thousand years ago. Master, so we have received help from Nightmare, so we actually don’t need a mixed coalition of mages and warriors from the Titan Legion at the moment.”

Dennis is a young boy in his 20s. Fighting the dragon with Ansair all the way made him less childish. When he heard this, his eyes lit up and he rubbed Joshua's head: "Not bad Boy, you have done a good job!"

Ansair also showed a smile. He looked around at the dozen or so legion backbones present, and thought of the army of [-] magicians he had formed with his own hands. His eyes flashed with determination: "Thank you for your support all the time. Keep the notification, regardless of the Titan army What is the final decision, we will join forces with the Divande Legion to send troops to Dragon Island again five days later."

The meeting lasted for another period of time. Everyone discussed in detail the next marching plan, resource allocation and other issues, and drafted an official document for the whole army to announce. When night fell and the fire spar radiated warm light, all finalized plans were made. detail.

The moonlight sprinkled in the barracks like water, and all the glamorous magicians before the war were involved in the flames of war. Although they lost their former delicacy, fighting for the liberation of the human race made each of them shine with the brilliance of justice on their faces.

Ansair also walked in the camp. When he walked to the sick camp, he looked at his fellow clansman who had been tortured to death by various curses and poisons, and pain flashed in his eyes.

Back then, after tearing off his hypocritical appearance, Cree told him the whole process of Prince being tortured to death in a malicious tone.Then, he also saw Prince's body, the familiar face and the heart that would never beat again, which once made his magic run away.

Holding tightly the stone bracelet that had left traces of time on his hand, Ansair let out a breath.

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