0p0 Chapter 447: Confrontation on the Miral River
Chapter 447: Confrontation on the Miral River
A young diviner was frightened by the aura of the heavily armored cavalry on the other side of the river, and looked tremblingly at the backbone of the team.
The sound she just made made the dark elf, who had his eyes closed, look displeased.
However, the diviner next to her immediately pulled her aside and whispered in her ear.
"What are you doing? Don't you know that Big Sister is Lady Iris's clone?
The elder sister is silent, she must have a perfect plan, don't bother her anymore!"
A nearby sorcerer raised a finger and looked at the dark elf who spoke with some annoyance.
These divine sorcerers are all the dark elves closest to Iris, and high-ranking priests with impeccable loyalty.
Therefore, most people know the true identity of their "big sister".
Only ordinary people would think that this "big sister" is just a priest who is favored by Iris more, but they don't know that this is actually Iris herself playing a role.
In this way, across the turbulent river, a thousand human cavalrymen and ten dark elves confronted each other.
But after a while, the young sorcerer who had just spoken saw a commotion in the cavalry on the opposite bank.
Then, several dark elves with their upper bodies tied with ropes were pushed from the team to the river bank.
"It's our city guards!"
"Damn it, they were captured by humans!"
"Quiet! Don't make a fuss!
Shani, go down quickly and notify everyone to enter combat readiness!
These aggressive human knights may have bad intentions..."
The dark elf named Shani, the young sorcerer who had just been trembling with fear, hurriedly ran towards the downward corridor.
Before entering the underground entrance, she glanced at the other side.
Those human knights were slowly drawing out their swords and slashing at the necks of the captured dark elves.
"don't want--"
Shani exclaimed, but the diviner who had just reminded her turned around and glared at her.
This glance reminded Shani of her mission.
She turned her head, and a layer of white mist began to appear in her already deep red pupils.
Damn... Dark elves are not a race with weak hearts... Shani closed her eyes, shook off the liquid that appeared in the corners of her eyes, and quickened her pace to run downstairs.
Above the surface, the dark elf "Big Sister" who had been keeping her eyes closed stopped muttering to herself.
She still had her eyes lowered, but her face was already facing the other side of the Miral River.
For a moment, the human knights who were putting away their swords felt as if they were being stared at by some extremely terrifying existence, and their backs went cold.
"Your provocation is foolish, human—it could be fatal to you."
The eldest sister's voice was not loud, but it enveloped the entire area, and some of the knights' horses neighed twice, unable to bear it any longer.
A knight dressed as a centurion walked to the front of the team. He was the temporary commander of this cavalry.
As a small leader of the Kingdom's Knights, this knight has been lingering at a high level for more than ten years and is only one step away from the legendary rank.
The centurion's command style is completely different from that of the Fourth Knight, Leon.
The Titled Knight is extremely powerful, so the battle command basically relies on recklessness.
But for ordinary knights whose rank has not reached legendary level, they prefer a steady style of play.
Therefore, when arriving at the other side of the Moon Sea Breath, the Centurion did not immediately issue an attack order, even though there were only a dozen enemies on the other side.
The individual strength of this vanguard force is very strong and can be regarded as one of the strongest forces in the human kingdom.
The ranks of the cavalry were all above the middle level, and the decurions and centurions were all of high rank.
With such a lineup, it would be no problem to destroy an alien stronghold with ease.
But this is the main plane, and there is no guarantee that among the ten enemies on the opposite side, there will not be a legendary person who can casually throw out world-destroying spells.
Therefore, the temporary commander ordered his subordinates to execute the captured dark elves who had harassed him in front of them.
He wanted to use this method to test the opponent's combat strength.
If we chop off the heads of these dark elves and the other side casts a legendary spell, then the remaining troops will have to find another way to cross the river, or wait until Leon arrives here and let him deal with the top combat power among the dark elves;
If they are indifferent, that's easy - it means they are powerless to pose a threat to you.
After waiting for a long time and seeing no signs of legendary spells, the centurion drew his sword and issued an order to cross the river.
The sturdy horse hooves stepped into the icy Miral River, and the water surface, which was dyed red by the headless corpses of several dark elves, became turbid.
The war horses were not moving very fast in the river, but there were too many of them, which made the divine masters on the surface of the Moon Sea feel the pressure from the momentum.
"Big sister, how do I fight?"
The dark elf, who had previously signaled Shani to keep quiet, was now becoming restless.
The attack by thousands of people was really too much pressure for them.
Iris's clone still had her eyes closed. She made a gesture behind her, or rather, a sign language that only the dark elves could understand.
[Put them all in first... I don't want to leave any of them alive this time. ]
Percy looked at this dazzling display of gestures, having no idea what it meant.
However, he discovered that the dark elf priestesses around him, who had been trembling their calves a second ago, had now all calmed down.
The bloodthirsty look in his eyes became extremely intense.
A divine magician standing next to Percy noticed something strange about this abyss creature.
She turned her head and showed Percy her white fangs.
"Even if we are dark elves from the good camp, we are still dark elves.
We will use the blood of our enemies to sacrifice to our dead kinsmen."
“But there are only ten of you… and that’s including me.
What you are facing are a thousand fully armed knights of the kingdom!
Calm down, you saved me before, I can't just watch you die here!"
"Waiting to die?"
The woman with fangs bared her eyebrows and showed a disdainful expression.
“If the eldest sister wasn’t here, none of us would have been able to escape;
But as long as Big Sister is here, then it will be the enemy's turn to be wiped out."
After saying this, almost all the divine magicians began to make complex and almost identical gestures.
Percy could roughly see that this time the gesture was no longer the dark elf's sign language, but more like some kind of spellcasting action.
Sure enough, as the gestures quickened, these dark elves began to chant unknown spells - of course, these were all divine spellcasters, and what they chanted were definitely prayers to Iris.