Then, like a dark meteor falling, a stream of restrained violent elves flocked to the "cloud vortex."

Azriel's eyes widened, staring at the fantasy seed tightly. At the moment the "Sky Strike" penetrates through the fantasy species, she will accurately crush the opponent's "Central Core".

""Jiuyuan Fourth Care"! "

Suddenly, the high female voice resounded across the sky.

Azriel's eyes widened.

In front of the "Vortex of Clouds and Mist", layer upon layer, extremely complex and magnificent magic array appeared.

One after another, blocking in front of the dark meteor shower.

Looking through the clouds and fog, on the deck of the "Grass Dome", which has suffered a lot of damage to the forest, the beautiful blond girl with a flower crown is raising her hands and trying her best to use the "Four Plus" blessed by Caiinas. One of "Guardian". Beside her, numerous quadruple spellers, double spellers, regardless of the bleakness of the soul stone, helped Xinke Nielbarian maintain the completion of the "long-term fourth protection".

However, even the highest-ranking magic can still not stop the "Sky Strike" of the Skywing Species.

"Jiuyuan Fourth Protection" was constantly torn apart in the face of sheer violence, but the Mori species were desperately trying to repair the technique. As a result of this short stalemate, the "cloud vortex" created a "receiving order". time.

At the moment when "Jiuyuan's Fourth Protection" shattered, the Fantasy Seed unfolded its small world.

Engulf all.

Using the world as a net, capture all the "Sky Strikes" of the Skywing Species!

Like an illusion, the mighty attack disappeared.

Instead, it is a kind of fantasy that has shrunk into a ball and suffered heavy internal losses.

It is not a "fog of death", it loses its intellect and incompletely runaway, so that the regeneration of the small world is completely stagnated, and it almost loses its combat effectiveness.

——But the attacks of the Skywings were disintegrated.

"The choppy of long ears..."

Azriel gritted his teeth, anger gradually creeping into his heart.

There is no time to waste here now, and without delay for a second, her youngest sister will lose a bit of hope of survival.

Opponents are gods!

If it weren't for retaining the power to face the gods, Azriel would really like to use "Fight Strike" to make all these guys disappear.

"Sister Azriel!?"

"You can't go in, the "medium nuclear" of the fantasy kind is not damaged! "

"Shut up, meow!"

Azriel bent down, her wings spread to the limit.

"You bypass the fantasy seed now, leaving twenty people to destroy the long-eared fleet, and all the rest will go to support Jibril. She is in trouble! This is the order of the leader of the skywing!"

After speaking, an afterimage flew past, and Azriel rushed towards the injured "cloud whirlpool."

It is worthy of being a war weapon.

The Skywing was very simple to execute the order. Almost after Azriel finished speaking, all the dissent voices stopped, and they moved in an orderly manner according to the arrangement of the leader of the Skywing.

At the same time, in the Senjing camp, Xinke Nielbarian, who had exhausted his magic power, also fell.

She knelt on the ground, sweat constantly slipping from her forehead. The adjutant next to her tried to help her, but was stopped by Hua Guanqing.

"Let's see the combat power of other ships..."

Xinke Nielbarian said weakly.

"Don't worry about me, the Skywing Species won't just give up like that. Before the Fantasy Species can regenerate and regain their combat power, they must hold fast..."

"Our capital..."

"Don't say anything. Be sad and stay after the victory of this war."

Xinke Nielbarian closed his eyes sadly.

"If even we are emotionally infected, then the Mori Spirit will really be dead..."

She despised the creator Kainas, but she never said anything to Mori Jingzhong.

Even if the group of elders were greedy and short-sighted, even if the same kind of stupidity bored her, Mori is still the unquestionable home of Xinke Nielbalian.

Now, there is no home.

Under the sneak attack of a certain Skywing species, it turned into dust under the elves of the "Sky Strike".

If she can go to the laboratory in advance as an eightfold spell, instead of being changed by the spirit species, then even if she can’t defeat it, she will definitely be able to observe the arrival of the skywing species in advance and save most of the forest species for capital migration. Bar?

But she didn't.

Xinke Nielbarian would not blame Rope, nor would he think about why the **** of disaster did not protect the capital of the forest spirit. In the final analysis, this matter has nothing to do with that **** spirit.

...No, maybe there is still survival.

In the underground refuge of the capital, there is a constant technique of "Longyuan Fourth Protection", if it is only "Sky Strike"...

Xinke Nielba, who is not sure about the power of the "Definite Strike", has only a trace of hope.

After the adjutant walked away, Xinke Nielbarian's emotions broke out slightly. Her nails pierced the hard plank directly, and her shoulders kept shaking.

"God Kainas...I never prayed to you. If you can see the scene in front of you, please help us...it's the limit..."

Xinke Nielbar kept muttering.

In the end, it has become a hysterical question.

"Why, why do you just refuse to show up!? Are we your creation? Are you our creator!? Kainas!!"

This is her most intense emotional expression since she was born.

The surroundings are still calm.

The **** of nature did not hear the curse of Xinke Nielbarian, and a group of killing angels with white wings were approaching quickly.

Mori's "Grass Dome Ship" kept firing naval guns in an attempt to stop them, but the effect was insignificant.

Finally, an angel descended on the most marginal ship.

The protective technique was instantly shredded, and the efficient massacre made the group of elite soldiers of the forest unable to resist even.