Huh? Are they all real?

Moen left the secret passage, and only the bright and cold moonlight still shone between the two holly trees.

In the Qiqiu King's Capital, Ms. Lily, who was temporarily placed here, looked outside the house in dismay.

She did ask Balin if he had seen Morne.

But she was definitely not unwilling to leave. She and Moen didn't have such a good relationship yet.

The biggest reason why she didn't leave was that she couldn't take the bow with her.

The moon-white long bow was placed on the desk in front of the window at this moment.

There are no carvings on the table, only the unique charm brought by the precipitation of time.

This is the gradual change in color of the wood over time. It makes the originally brighter tones darker, showing a calm and warm texture.

This is two extremes from the longbow placed on the table, because time has obviously left no trace on the moon-white pure color of the longbow.

Even under the light of the twin moons, this moon-white longbow glowed with the same soft white but completely different light.

It was as if the two lights were rejecting each other.

But these subtleties are not important to Lily. What is important is that she can no longer hold the bow!

There were obviously no problems when I brought it back.

But after she placed the bow here, she could no longer lift it.

This is true even with the table.

This is the bow given to her by the goddess. Even if she loses her life, she doesn't dare to leave the bow here!

"Ah, what is this!"

Ms. Lily lay desperately on the table with the long bow.

In front of the old capital at the foot of the sacred tree, next to the sarcophagus that once sent Ms. Lily up.

Rose Luo Rui looked at Qiqiu quietly.

Here, what illuminates the valley is not the white moonlight of the twin moons, but the pure golden glow of the sacred tree.

Gods will reject the light of another.

‘Why in Qiqiu? ! ’

Roselorien frowned slightly.

——

The war continues, and the dwarves gradually abandon the outer fortresses.

Almost every day, new dwarf faces can be seen in the royal capital.

Fortunately, there are plenty of places in the capital to accommodate them.

But as time goes further and further, there are less and less places left.

Even Lily's house had a few additional female dwarves placed in it.

But she still couldn't pick up her bow, so she could only sit by the window every day and look at the bow outside and in front of her in despair.

She had no objection to the dwarves living in her house. After all, on the streets outside and under the eaves, there were almost everywhere dwarf refugees who came in to take refuge.

In this case, she was already very satisfied that she, an outsider, could have her own room and bed.

Even if no one has said anything yet.

Lily could also see that despair had completely enveloped the city.

In the past few days, she had heard the dwarf women in the house discussing the bleak future from time to time.

The only good thing is that the dwarves have stocked up a lot of food and supplies in the city a long time ago.

Even if all the dwarves from Qiqiu were accommodated here, there would be no problems with material supply for the time being.

Even the prices that were supposed to soar with the arrival of the war were suppressed by the dwarf elders.

I just don’t know how long this scene can last.

This is already the fifteenth day since the offensive started, and the third day since the royal capital was besieged.

I heard that in order to break in, people from outside began to dismantle the surrounding houses and city walls, trying to use these construction waste piles to build a road directly to the city.

Because almost all their previous siege engines were destroyed by the dwarves.

Such an operation is unimaginable for Lily.

After all, the war here generally looks like a magically modified Middle Ages.

Except for a few outrageous things that always pop up, most of the time tens of thousands of people go to besiege a fortified city.

She couldn't quite imagine what the situation would be before someone could use construction waste to build a road directly to the city.

Because of this, she couldn't help but wonder whether the descriptions of various ancient wars in the ancient books she read from the elves were exaggerated.

The sky collapses, the earth cracks, etc. It's not like the group of people outside can fight it.

However, on several occasions, she saw with her own eyes huge fragments of the fortress being thrown into the royal capital by something.

In one fell swoop, many buildings were destroyed and large amounts of dust were stirred up.

It was only then that she realized that this world was an extraordinary world.

——

Outside the royal capital, the masked man and the legion commander were standing in a half-ruined tower looking at the royal capital in front of them.

As Lily heard, they built a road leading directly to the city.

This would definitely not work under normal circumstances, but on the day they attacked the capital, they finally sent out the giants.

The walls of the royal capital were built by the King of Turin, and their attacks could no longer shake such a strong wall.

So it became a matter of letting the giants tear down the buildings next to them and throw them at the city wall.

After slowly accumulating it, I suddenly found this incredible path.

In the past few days, the two sides have been fighting over this road.

Destroy and build at the same time.

Looking at the almost completed Gaopo, the masked man asked:

"The road is about to be repaired, but the rest of you shouldn't be able to keep up with the consumption, right?"

"After all, I think you have noticed that the dwarves seem to have relied on something to reduce the death rate to the limit."

Under the legion commander's offensive without regard for losses, the Seven Hills only had one capital left in more than ten days.

This speed greatly exceeded the expectations of the dwarves and Morn.

But at the same time, the originally large coalition forces now only have one or two tenths left.

The legion commander has also personally participated in the battle these days, and even the pure white knight sword he was given can be seen with obvious multiple defects.

But this still can't bite off the dwarf's capital.

He stuck the knight's sword under his body, and his left foot was not very flexible.

This was hit by the opponent's hammer when he fought with the dwarf demigod before.

"We don't have many people. But our morale is high, and there are few wounded soldiers."

"On the other hand, they only have the last capital left. It seems that there are many people, but in fact almost everyone is injured. We haven't reached the limit yet, but they are almost there."

The masked man agreed with this.

This is indeed true. There are many remaining dwarf soldiers and many extraordinary people, but the problem is that almost everyone of them is injured. It is rare to see normal soldiers.

On their side, almost all the survivors are fine.

Because under the terrifying charm, the wounded will not think about living.

Almost the same crazy fighting style as the Lost.

The difference is that the Lost are really a group of irrational dead people. But they are living people with their own thoughts.

That woman is indeed the most terrifying god.

Compared with her, the evil gods are gentle.

At least the evil gods know not to waste their currency at will.

Although I am the beneficiary.

However, why haven't my magic potions been delivered yet?

What is that woman thinking? Although I don't mind letting despair spread more and more.

The remaining sanity is still letting Him think about the problem as much as possible.

But fighting against the charm and madness at the same time, He is obviously about to collapse.

It seems that he knows what the masked man is thinking.

So, the legion commander turned back and said to Him:

"Don't worry, my friend, although we are sure to win, there are more than us."

"Then, the reward and gift from the master will soon arrive."

"What do you mean?"

The masked man asked cautiously.

The legion commander did not answer, but turned around and looked at the fortress and said:

"The road will be paved soon, and we will launch a general attack tonight. As for the answer, you should be able to see it tomorrow morning."

--

With the last stubborn stone completely blocking the gap that was blown up by the dwarves before.

The high slope leading to the top of the city was completely completed.

Without any instructions, almost endless soldiers of the coalition shouted and rushed up the high slope, trying to cross the top of the city.

At the same time, the vanguard below the coalition launched a charge. The orcs roared and rushed to the city gate. They carried the huge battering ram with their sturdy bodies and hit the city gate violently, trying to knock it open. Archers of various races provided cover in the rear and kept shooting at the enemies on the city wall.

The dwarf defenders on the city wall did not flinch. They used hot oil, rolling stones and all other means they could think of to attack the enemies under the city, causing considerable casualties to the enemy troops attacking the city.

But with the blessing of charm, no matter how cruel the battle was, they could not be afraid. The soldiers of the coalition forces still marched forward bravely without any intention of retreating.

In the fierce battle, the extraordinary people in the coalition played a key role. They summoned fire and lightning to attack the enemies on the city wall, trying to create a breakthrough opportunity for the vanguard.

This tug-of-war lasted for a long time.

The coalition forces under the city wall were almost killed and wounded, but their role was only to attract the dwarfs' forces.

So that the high slope could break through quickly.

In terms of attracting firepower, they almost achieved their goal perfectly.

After all, they knew from the beginning that it was impossible to break the city gate left by King Turin with their existing equipment.

That was a blessing from two gods.

Dark Moon and Earth.

Their role was only to disperse the dwarfs' forces.

Even at the end of the war, in order to maximize the reduction of the dwarves, the legion commander directly ordered the sailors to crash the last few airships into the city.

Amid the fierce explosion, the city wall still stood, but the dwarves had no chance of fighting again.

Looking at the explosion that illuminated the night sky, the legion commander excitedly drew his sword and shouted:

"Charge, all charge! Press on, press on! This is the time, this is the time!"

Under the crazy shouting of the legion commander, the last few Cyclops in their camp also raised their hammers and pressed on the city.

The city was about to be chiseled open by the vanguard, and after the giants joined, it was about to fall.

The dwarves were also unwilling to give up. Regardless of whether they were injured or not, at this moment, as long as the dwarf soldiers who could still move rushed forward with red eyes.

The Cyclops was covered with heavy armor, which made most of the dwarves' attacks useless.

But soon they found the key to breaking the deadlock.

That is because the Cyclops are so bulky that their armor always reveals countless gaps when they move in a large range.

This is their chance.

"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more, we must not let them rush over now!"

"Stop them, stop them!"

The dwarves rushed towards the Cyclops without fear of life and death.

The wounded soldiers in front attracted the attention and attack of the Cyclops, while the dwarf soldiers with relatively normal bodies took the opportunity to jump onto the Cyclops.

They attacked through the gaps left by the Cyclops when they swung their weapons.

Although the high-sequences of both sides were still fighting, everyone could see that the high-sequences on both sides were already at the end of their strength.

The real decision of the outcome of the war was on the high slope.

The Cyclops fell down quickly under the counterattack of the dwarves.

Once their bulky bodies fell, they slid backwards on the bloody road formed by countless corpses.

This was almost more useful than the dwarves' largest rolling log.

Just a few Cyclops corpses knocked down most of the enemy troops.

But this was not enough, the dwarves were facing a group of enemies that they were not afraid of at all.

If the people in front died, the people behind would just follow up.

They would not stop unless they were all dead.

The high slope, which had been quiet for a moment, was once again filled with dense enemy troops, who shouted and rushed to the top of the city.

At this moment, there were only a hundred or so dwarf remnants on the top of the city, and the rest of the dwarves were still in other places because of the wreckage of the airship and could not arrive.

When they were about to climb up the top of the city.

A dwarf shouted in surprise:

"They succeeded!"

As soon as the voice fell, countless coalition soldiers who were still charging on the high slope felt a strong sense of weightlessness.

They were falling down.

The foundation of the entire high slope was hollowed out by the dwarves!

The dwarf fortress was naturally made with care, and the high slope piled up with the waste materials of the fortress was obviously very difficult to deal with.

The dwarves discovered early that their speed of destruction could not keep up with the speed of their accumulation of the high slope, and even made the high slope bigger and bigger.

The strong wall they used to resist enemy attacks in the past has now become an obstacle for them.

So they changed their strategy the next day.

They dug out of the city.

It took the same amount of time to hollow out the foundation of the high slope.

Now it is time to harvest.

The high slope collapsed, and the allied soldiers still on it naturally fell down. They were in the smoke and dust, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

At the same time, the first ray of light representing dawn also crossed the sky, piercing the clouds and falling on the earth.

The dwarves cheered.

The enemy has lost. Although they still have some soldiers left, this number can no longer fight against them who have the city wall!

Looking at the fallen high slope, the masked man stared for a moment before saying to the legion commander:

"You lost."

The legion commander fell silent. The masked man thought he would stop there, but to his surprise, the other party shook his head and said:

"No, this is just the beginning! And your magic potion has arrived."

In the puzzlement of the masked man, the legion commander turned back and pointed to the sky behind the masked man.

Look in the direction of his finger.

The masked man also widened his eyes slightly, and the dwarves on the top of the city stopped cheering and fell into shock and fear.

Because when the first ray of dawn broke through the darkness.

This ray of light brought not hope, but despair!

The pure white fleet pierced the black curtain and came from the sky with the rising sun.

This is the real main force, their real killer.

"My master hopes you understand, Lord Sals. The lives of all of us are sacrificed for you to return to the throne."

Sals, who took over the throne from his eldest son, turned his head slightly and looked at the legion commander.

The other party said to Sals word by word:

"We have many people and we are united, but we know very well, even better than the dwarves, that it is difficult for us to capture the Seven Hills."

"The capital of King Turin and the dwarves in it are not something that can be laughed off."

"Your Excellency also knows this. But we still came, with your Excellency's will."

"Lord Sals, we will offer you the death you need. The dwarves will offer you the despair you need!"

The legion commander put the pure white knight sword back into the scabbard, bowed to Sals and said:

"Please continue to move forward and help your Excellency fulfill her dream!"

At the same time, the prophet sequence one potion was also presented by the legion commander with both hands.

That woman!!!

For such a development, Sals frowned deeply.

But in the end, He still took the potion handed over by the other party.

The fleet, which was only covered with the holy emblem and the legion logo, arrived in front of the capital of the Seven Hills.

Out of respect for the king, the fleets all dropped anchor in the ruins in front of the capital.

They did not stop above the capital.

But they would not stop. The holy warriors in pure white armor walked down the warships in a row on the ruins in the distance.

The holy emblems on their chests were covered, and the legion marks on their arms were also erased.

This means that they did not come on behalf of the dynasty.

This is not a dynasty attacking the dwarves.

But this does not change the fact that they are the main force of the holy war.

Their strength is far from comparable to that of the declining dwarves, let alone that of the previous mixed group of miscellaneous alliances.

The dwarves still on the top of the city were desperate.

What made them even more devastated was that when the holy war army finished gathering, on the tower in the distance.

The darkness that had not yet been completely dispelled by dawn seemed to be attracted by something and gathered here in full.

In the gloomy and dim atmosphere, a huge and terrifying eye suddenly floated above the tower.

This eye was like a huge blood moon, emitting a creepy and strange light. Its diameter was tens of meters long, almost occupying most of the space above the tower. The eyeball was like a huge crystal ball, but it was not as clear and pure as a crystal ball, but was filled with turbid bloodshot and strange shadows.

The edge of the eye was full of wrinkles and blue veins, as if it was an ancient relic eroded by time, or a hideous trace left by some evil force. Each wrinkle was like a deep ravine, which seemed to hide endless darkness and unknown fear.

When it turned slightly, the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by an invisible pressure, making people feel difficult to breathe, as if the whole world was controlled by this terrifying eye.

Its pupils were deep and dark, like the entrance to hell, making people dare not look directly at it, for fear that once they met that gaze, their souls would be ruthlessly devoured.

Occasionally, a strange light flashed in the pupils. This light was cold and ruthless, as if it was examining everything in the world, ready to bring disaster and punishment at any time.

Under the gaze of this huge and terrifying eye, the land below the tower seemed to have fallen into eternal silence, and no breath of life dared to approach, as if this area had been cursed and became a forbidden place of death.

The ancient and terrifying breath dissipated over the entire battlefield.

Angels, or angels of Sequence One!

Plus the well-known Crusade Army.

Lost, completely lost!

The atmosphere of despair swept across the entire capital like a fierce winter wind.

The legion commander had left the tower and looked at the all-seeing eye representing the prophet in awe.

He stood at the forefront of the Crusade Army.

Behind him were the only few thousand remnants left in the war.

Orcs, horned men, humans, and goblins gathered behind him, standing tall in front of the Crusade Army.

This was the honor they deserved. When they came, every Crusade Army bowed their heads sincerely to show respect.

The legion commander also drew his pure white knight sword again and pointed it at the top of the city wall and shouted:

"Surrender! The Lord is merciful, he will forgive your sins and accept you as one of us."

"Confess to the pure white light, and then embrace true tenderness and beauty!"

The dwarves did not agree to the legion commander's words, but the entire city wall was indeed dead silent.

Looking at the terrifying all-seeing eye, and then looking at the countless wounded soldiers beside him.

The lips of the dwarf elder, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body, trembled.

He didn't want to surrender. His Majesty the King of Turin's capital had not even been conquered by the Lost.

How could he surrender to outsiders in his hands? !

But, but, how could he let so many children die now? !

They have shed too much blood.

They should have a better future.

How could I.

"Elder, we will not surrender."

The dwarf elder suddenly raised his head.

The dwarf wounded soldier leaning on the steps beside him said so.

"We knew we couldn't win from the beginning, but we managed to hold on until now."

"Elder, since we didn't surrender then, we won't surrender now."

The wounded soldier stood up with difficulty, and more and more dwarves gathered behind him.

They said seriously:

"We are the people of King Durin, and we can't let your majesty's capital fall into the hands of foreigners before the last dwarf falls."

"This city has never suffered such humiliation!"

'Good, good, good children! '

The dwarf elder cheered up again in infinite excitement.

He wanted to shout the dwarf's roar to the madman below.

But until he stood on the top of the city, he suddenly realized that his vocal cords were torn by the sword of the pure white knight.

It was impossible for him to roar in response to the other party.

How could it be, how could it be!

When he was extremely anxious, a hand was placed on his shoulder from behind.

The dwarf elder looked back in shock, and then his eyes widened.

Surprise, resentment, confusion, and other emotions mixed into a slightly hoarse and leaky word:

"Friend?!"

Why hasn't Morn left yet?

I clearly asked him to take the women, children, and the elderly to leave through the secret passage first.

Looking at the dwarf elder and the wounded soldiers around him, Morn smiled and said:

"Please allow me to answer them on your behalf, friend."

The dwarf elder nodded and made way.

Looking at the eyes that had seen countless times, and the Crusades below.

As a friend of the dwarves, Morn gave the dwarves' answer:

"We will not surrender!"

The iron gate bell rang loudly.