Silent Crown Chapter 576: This friend, please wait 1…

Caucasus, the Siberian wasteland, the decaying city in the distance shone dimly.

The stench on the wasteland has not yet dissipated.

The lit ruins still exudes pungent smoke, and the extinguished embers exudes a dark red fire, which is bright and extinguished in the cold wind, like a dying gasp.

Snow powder fell in the cold wind, covered the ground, and scattered into the fortress, accompanied by the all-pervasive cold wind, and landed on the world.

The wounded soldiers lying on the felt made a difficult sound, panting hard, exhaling white air, as if the souls are escaping in the approaching death.

This war against the natural disasters is about to end.

The shadow of the eagle-winged mother drove straight into the Caucasus land, straight through the Siberian wasteland, and was about to approach the country's last line of defense.

In greed devouring millions of lives, countless eagle monsters hatched from blood and carrion, surrounded by the supreme lord of the sky, the great eagle wing mother, have swallowed most of the kingdom In the belly.

This country is like a prey struggling hard under the beak of natural disasters, bit by bit, eaten up internal organs, gluttonous, and dying before losing its last life.

In the frozen muddy trench, with the stench of ragged boots and rotten feet, dozens of unkempt soldiers lay on the ground, sleeping hard, snoring one after another, like thunder.

In the raging snow, in a corner that was still warm and sheltered from the wind, someone tossed and turned. In the end, he abandoned himself and gave up his sleep. He tore open the half-broken door curtain covering his face, revealing a face covered with ashes and stains. And chapped lips.

He got up, grabbed the ditch, and plunged his head into the howling cold wind, breathing in the life-saving fresh air, panting.

"It's terrible, this country can be used as a weapon just because of its stinky feet?"

Charles retched on the edge for a long time, vomiting nothing. In the silence of snoring, he stared blankly at the surrounding wilderness and the city behind him.

For a long time, he lifted his foot and kicked the sleeping guy beside him.

"I heard a group of girls singing..."

"Don't make trouble." The wolf flute turned over on the ground and muttered: "Where can someone sing in the middle of the night."

"Really." Charles whispered: "I can smell wine, Royal Knight..."

"You think too much."

Wolf flute was so disturbed that he couldn't sleep, he grabbed a broken bucket full of liquid and handed it to him: "Come on, take a sip of old kerosene and pad it."

"..."

Charl was speechless, squatting back into the trench, and the two looked at each other silently. For a long time... they shivered in unison.

"It's cold!"

"It's so cold!"

Charles wrapped up the broken stall on his body, crying without tears: "Why don't you even have a heater? The local gang is so rude!"

"No way, poor."

Wolf flute shook his head, took out a small bottle from his arms, and took a sip, "There is a blanket for you to cover you. This is already the gratitude and respect of the Caucasus elders for sending you to death.

You are still not satisfied. You want a heating girl and wine. Are you still a human? "

"..."

Charle looked straight at the bottle in his hand, "What is the one you drink?"

He has been hungry for a whole night, and he is so cold that he wants to go to **** to have a fire. Seeing that the wolf flute still has something to eat, he can't help but want to jump on it.

"This? Do you want something?"

The wolf flute raised his eyebrows and put the bottle in front of Shire's nose. Shire was almost stunned by the pungent smell.

"Would you like to try it? A special medicine for nerve disorders and schizophrenia, super useful. Since I started drinking it, I can no longer see my second cousin who does not exist."

"Are you not ready yet?"

"How easy is it."

The wolf flute shook his head. Behind him, the half-mutilated ghost of the wolf head flashed away, still looking tragic.

"That old fellow Wagner is really amazing. Although both belong to the divine beast, Anubis's completion is too far behind the Valkyrie passed down from generation to generation, just rubbed a little... and it became this pair. Ghostly.

If you want to be well, it will take at least half a year. "

Seeing him, Charles couldn't help shaking his head.

Unable to sleep, looking at the dark sky, his expression became sad.

"I don't know how Xiao Ye Zi and Bai Xi are now. No matter what they think, they are still a little worried."

"Don't worry." Wolf flute smiled happily: "According to my understanding, Ye Qingxuan is very good now. I guess he is suffocating enough energy to beat you."

Charle spread his hands, "Then there is no way. After all, I ran away first..."

"Don't be sad, you are much better than me no matter what." Wolf flute shrugged, "There is still a terrible grandfather ready to clear the door."

"You mean Pakistan..."

Before the words fell, the wolf flute's face suddenly changed, and he reached out his hand to cover his mouth, raised a finger to his mouth, motioned him to silence.

"Shhh."

Boom!

The sudden roar blasted from the sky, and the frantic electric light brewed, burst, and smashed into the world, bringing instant blazing light.

The electric light illuminates the invisible wolves around the wolf flute. The eyes of the pack of wolves are green, staring silently at the sky.

But the thunder and lightning only flashed for a moment and then returned to silence. For a long time, there was no sound.

Wolf flute breathed a sigh of relief, let go, and shook his head to Shire:

"Never mention that name, especially when I am here..."

Charle didn't speak, but just looked at him directly with weird eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Wolf flute smiled helplessly: "Are you scared?"

"It's warm, isn't it?"

Charle asked suddenly, making him stunned.

Charle pointed at him, filled with righteous indignation: "Don't be quibble, I just saw it, so hairy, it must be very warm! I said you don't shiver at all!

It's too much. You have so many wolves and you can't use them all by yourself. Give me one at any rate! "

"..."

Two minutes later.

The Charles, who was wrapped in wolves, moaned happily and rubbed one on his fur.

"Get up well."

Wolf flute gave him a helpless look: "Tomorrow you will have your hard work."

Charle was silent for a long time, scratching his head, "By the way, you won't really want me to deal with natural disasters tomorrow, right?"

"Didn't you say it many times?"

"...I thought you were kidding!"

Xia Ermeng forced, "Never mind the natural disasters, and it is the eagle wing mother, the legendary king of the sky, has become famous four hundred years ago, and has never been defeated so far.

Are you sure I can play? I am a child when I die, what can I do if the revolutionary plan is broken! "

"..."

Wolf flute patted him on the shoulder, "I will be on the battlefield tomorrow, I will not protect you."

"Thank you...huh? Wait!"

"I'm hurt, brother."

Wolf flute spreads out, "I have tried my best just to protect you from the holy city. You can't let you go and face the natural disasters to protect you? Besides..."

He paused, looking complicated.

"Besides what?" An ominous premonition rose in Shire's heart.

"Besides, it's not tomorrow..."

The wolf flute raised his finger and pointed at the dark sky:

"—it's already here."

Boom!

In the next instant, the dark sky burst.

The hurricane is like a torrent, sweeping down from the sky, engulfing countless dark eagle feathers. In the roar of the gale, sharp sirens sounded from the entire line of defense, and countless eagle monsters one after another, giving out shuddering screams.

In the cracked clouds, countless lightning lightning jumped frantically, illuminating a pair of huge jet black wings.

Scourge·Eagle Wing Mother.

The true king of the sky, come!

"Now, it's up to you!"

The wolf flute patted him on the shoulder and made a thumbs-up: "Go on!"

"No way, brother!"

Charle looked up at the sky, his face pale, "What do I rely on to fight? Shall I kill it with my teeth?"

Wolf flute patted his head and finally remembered something.

"Ah, before leaving, Mr. Gaius asked me to give this to you, almost forgot."

He mysteriously stuffed an object into Shire's hand with a serious expression: "Take it, this is a secret weapon."

Charton was overjoyed, stretched out his palms, looked down, and sprayed a mouthful of old blood on Wolfflute's face.

"Are you kidding me!" He waved the object in his hand angrily, "Give me a magical tool anyway! What is this thing for me?"

In the hands of Shire, it is a delicate triangle iron...

I didn't even match the knocking stick!

"Don't be afraid, I checked, are you not the tenth-level triangle certified by the Holy City?"

Wolf flute left a smile full of confidence: "Then I beg you here, goodbye!"

Before speaking, his body was wrapped in Anubis, and he disappeared in an instant.

Leave Charles alone in the empty trench, holding a triangle iron, looking up at the dark sky blankly.

No way, this battle can't be fought!

The idea of ​​holding a triangle to kill the natural disasters was killed by him before it even emerged.

With a decisive decision, Charles lowered his body, ran his feet, patted his **** and left.

He ran away!

You have to run, you can’t run without it!

In just a few seconds, the eagle wing mother's claws already had two masters! If you don't run anymore, you don't even need to use it, and the children and grandchildren under his command will be able to divide the Shire.

While someone attracts attention, let’s run and talk...

But soon, Shire noticed something was wrong.

In his arms, the triangle iron suddenly became hot, as if it had been burned red. It stuck to his hand, causing severe pain, and couldn't shake it off.

The pain is not enough, but immediately after that, the triangle sent out terrifying etheric waves, absorbing the power of the nine-layer etheric sea on its own, and exuding a terrifying prestige above the master.

It's like announcing to all directions...

I am here!

According to the truth, at this time Charles should feel the power of heaven descending from the sky. If he is assisted by the gods, the huge power is about to burst his body, but the wool doesn't feel it.

That is to say ~IndoMTL.com~ This thing in hand is a pure look!

The only function is to attract the attention of natural disasters...

Feeling the cold malice cast from all directions, Charles stopped, wanting to cry without tears.

"Listen to my explanation. This is a long story. I actually do soy sauce. Regardless of my bird problems, um, I don't look down on birds, I mean..."

In the sky, the huge shadow seemed to be aware of something and cast a gloomy gaze. Behind the wings of countless eagle monsters, an old figure appeared faintly.

It was an old lady who was half eagle and half human, her eyes filled with inhuman ferociousness, and she stretched out her finger towards Shire.

Charle's complexion changed drastically, raising his hand for mercy:

"This friend, please wait..."

Boom!

He was swallowed by a torrent of howling. (To be continued.)