In a flash, Darcy dodged the incoming spear blade by leaning sideways, letting it pass under his arm. He then counterattacked, but was blocked by the spears of four nearby Raven Knights.
These Raven Knights are Elon's personal guards and are also skilled fighters above Sequence 6. When they work together, even Darcy cannot defeat them instantly.
The bloody spear blades cut through the armor and shields, forcing the approaching Raven Knights away, and then a small area on the battlefield was briefly empty.
"Darcy, actually I wanted to kill you three years ago, but unfortunately the Duke didn't allow it at that time." Elon looked at the man in front of him with a spear in his hand.
Then, he swung his gun, pointing the tip of the gun directly at the famous general of the empire, and then the sound of explosion was heard in the air.
"You were promoted by the previous Emperor, Aimanke, but you didn't bother to report, repeatedly betrayed him, and even attempted to kill the Queen and the Prince. You are despised and disgusting. It is a great shame for the Empire to have a general like you."
"Is that so? Perhaps that's how it seems to you. Because I ate the meal he gave me, I must remain loyal to him for the rest of my life and never betray him. It's simply because you are the masters and nobles of the empire that you have the power to bestow favors."
"I don't agree with this. In fact, after Emperor Aimank's death, do you know what I suffered? What kind of abuse and humiliation did I endure?"
"You don't know, and you don't care."
"So, please stop talking about those old, rotten words of loyalty. If you think I'll be shaken by these words, that's simply ridiculous. I don't regret anything that happened today, and I don't feel any guilt."
Facing Elon's accusations, Darcy responded with a frown. He was tired of hearing such words from the other party. The only blow he had suffered in these years was when he was easily defeated by the girl in front of the nameless village in the east.
That was one of the rare times when he lost his balance and couldn't control himself.
"Really? Then it seems I can only teach you a lesson with the spear in my hand. What a pity. Back when we were in Emenas, I graduated a few years earlier than you and didn't get to teach you a lesson properly, hehe."
"If you are talking about the old things of Emenas, then I will also make up for the regrets on behalf of Weilin." Darcy's face changed, and he poured his strength into the holy spear in his hand. Then complex patterns emerged from the spear body and gradually spread to the entire spear body.
Then the famous general jumped up, his figure flew into the air like lightning, and slashed down in the blink of an eye, directly targeting Elon Trey who was protected by layers of knights.
When she was a student at Emenas, Weilin only won the second place in the Winter Festival competition several times. So who was the first place at that time? It was the chief of the Temple Academy at that time, Elon Trey.
This senior defeated Xingliu and Weilin several times and maintained the title of the strongest in the academy until graduation.
Many years later, these two graduates of Emenas met again on the battlefield. Elon was no longer the academy champion, and Darcy was no longer the unknown boy who trained with his head down in the crowd.
The crimson tip of the spear moved through the air like lightning. The stabbing and spinning were so dazzling that it kept attacking Elon Trey.
And what responded to him was the equally fierce and surging black gun blade.
What Elon was holding in his hand at this moment was the holy spear that killed the witch that year. It had the power to strangle souls and penetrate space.
The royal relic in Darcy's hand has an effect that is no less than the other, but one targets the body, one targets the soul, one targets reaction and speed, and one can attack unexpectedly through space from time to time.
Both of them were at the nearly perfect stage of Sequence 7, just one step away from Sequence 8. They were equally strong, and there wasn't much of a difference in talent.
The battle situation was unusually evenly matched, and the fighting became increasingly fierce and dangerous, with both sides facing each other like a fragile balance. Once one side found a gap or flaw, it could kill the other.
Such a dangerous battlefield made it difficult for the knights of both sides to intervene. They could only leave this part of the battlefield empty and let the two of them fight each other. Red and frost flew and exploded, leaving various traces of destruction from time to time.
The situation on the north side of Titaneia reached a stalemate. The rescue cavalry dispersed the Northern Alliance forces attacking the city, making it difficult for them to win for a while.
At this moment, on the west side of Titaneia, white-robed priests held up the holy white six-sided shield to block the angry dragon's breath in the air. Then, the soldiers below, blessed by spells, rushed into the city like lions and griffins.
After encountering resistance from the line of battle, a man in lion armor suddenly charged out, wielding a dazzling holy sword. He slashed his way through, creating a gap in the stagnant line of battle, allowing countless soldiers to pour into the streets of Titaneia.
It was not until this time that Titania began to fall into real crisis.
The old order began to collapse, and all kinds of ruffians who had not dared to cause trouble in the past began to appear. They rushed into the wealthy homes that they had long been jealous of, and soon all kinds of crying and shouting were heard.
The allied forces in the west, the scattered legion soldiers stationed in the city, the residents who wanted to escape the city, and those who took advantage of the chaos to do evil, the streets became chaotic and filled with noisy sounds.
The remaining civilians began to bow their heads and pray, praying that this dark moment would pass quickly.
In the center of the Rose Palace, Elio stood on the top of a tall tower, overlooking the city that was gradually falling and burning with war.
"I'm sorry, Sister Anna."
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then jumped down from the high tower of the Rose Palace.
The battle gradually spread throughout the city, flames burned, women and children cried, smoke and screams were everywhere, the sound of swords clashing rang out in every corner, blood flowed, and then coagulated, forming dark red patches that solidified on the ground.
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