At that moment, she didn't have any extra thoughts in her mind. The only thing she could remember was the back of the man who left in a hurry, and the promise he made to her on their wedding night.
"You said you'd wait for me …"
Flora muttered in her mind. Sylvia didn't have the time to use her short sword anymore. She turned around and punched the giant head in front of her with her not-so-big fist. The recoil caused her to look pained for a moment, but the latter's neck was instantly broken. However, at that moment, Sylvia really didn't have the time to care about the dagger that was stabbing towards her from behind!
Flora tried her best to reach out her arm, trying to stop the black shadow from stabbing towards Sylvia. At that moment, Flora felt like everything was moving in slow motion. The short dwarf's eyes were filled with an unstoppable determination. His body was tightly wrapped in tight black clothes. His feet were bare, revealing his black soles and exposed veins …
Is there no way to stop this?
Flora leaned forward and stood in front of Sylvia. The two weaker women stood back to back on the throne. If time was frozen at that moment, perhaps this scene would be recorded in some ancient book and passed down through the ages.
In fact, it was as if time had really stopped.
Flora was prepared to be stabbed. At that moment, she had let go of too many things. She had let go of her feminine feelings and her jealousy towards Sylvia. She had let go of the meaning of the crown on her head. Perhaps she wasn't a completely cold-blooded ruler, but she was definitely the kindest ruler in the history of the Empire of Saint Reims.
A few seconds later, Flora found herself still standing at the same spot. Sylner, who was standing behind her, was also startled for a moment. Then, she reached out her hands and tore off her robe that had been cut in half. Her fair thighs formed a strong contrast with the solemn and simple priest robe on her upper body. Yet, it highlighted an unprecedented sense of toughness and sexiness.
The short sword in Sylvia's hand was covered in blood. Without hesitation, she stabbed the frozen enemy's heart. After cautiously scanning around the hall, Sylvia saw the two figures standing in front of the palace gate.
Boom!
"You made it in time."
Many people strode into the palace, but their gazes did not immediately look at the two figures on the thrones. Instead, they raised their heads and looked above them.
As he opened his arms slightly, there was an indescribable ripple in the air. Then, an indescribable ripple swept through the entire Sisyphean Palace!
"Pa!"
One figure after another appeared in the air. Some of them were on top of the stone pillars, while others were only a few meters away from the guards and Sith!
However, they were all frozen on the spot, as if they were stuck in the space they were in.
Crack!
Many suddenly clenched their fists, and the crisp sound of their joints cracking echoed in the hall. At the same time, the assassins in the air began to … dissipate!
In a few seconds, the ground was filled with countless ashes. Many, accompanied by Salia, walked towards the throne.
Stepping on the stairs softly, Dou Sheng didn't say anything. He opened his arms and embraced Sylner and Flora in front of him.
This action was a little strange to the guards and Sith, but they still chose to turn around and pretend that they did not see anything. The soldiers immediately started to clean up the battlefield. There were already many corpses on the ground. Sith sighed softly, turned around and walked out of the palace.
"It's good that you're fine."
As if he could really touch the two people in front of him, Many let out a sigh of relief. The uneasiness in his heart gradually calmed down. He lowered his head slightly, but found that the two people in front of him were still in a state of silence.
"Drip."
The sound of tears falling could be heard. Flora's arms tightened even more. Her body was trembling slightly, as if this was the only place that could give her absolute security. Meanwhile, Sylvia let go of the dagger in her hand and let it fall to the ground. She did not hug it tightly like Flora did. Instead, she raised her head slightly and whispered into Many's ear, "Don't go, okay?"
"I promise you, Nana."
Sylvia had never made a request like this before, not even in a similar tone. Many's heart was suddenly touched, and he felt that he owed her too much unknowingly.
* * *
"Why do you think she doesn't go herself?"
Sandinalan looked at the Abyssal Army that kept attacking below the walls of Solameia. She was a little bored and turned around to ask the two beautiful Abyssal women.
"Probably because she thinks it's boring. She doesn't seem to be interested in anything."
Pandora's sitting posture was very strange. One could even say that it was not ladylike at all. This succubus was sitting on the wide armchair, but she was hugging her knees and spacing out, as if she was thinking about something that made her very unhappy.
"That's because she thinks she doesn't have to go."
Madam Vasaki looked at the military map on the wall and said softly, "But it's definitely not going to be a solution if we keep fighting like this. In these few days, the enemy has already suffered tens of thousands of casualties. No matter how many Abyssal people there are, they can't withstand this kind of attack."
After continuously advancing for a week, facing the 80-meter tall wall, the Abyssal army seemed to be helpless.
Conventional siege equipment such as ladders and towers were a complete joke to the Solameia Wall. The Solameia Wall did not have a gate, and such an obvious weakness would not appear on its solid wall. It was even unrealistic to rely on digging to penetrate the wall. It was said that when the wall was built, the foundation of the ground was dug to the same depth as the wall!
No one knew if it was the work of some eccentric architect, or if it was an exaggeration spread by later generations, but in short, the Solameia Wall was still tenaciously standing at the frontline of the Church of Lambas, protecting the people of the God of Light behind the wall like it did for centuries.
"This kind of life is really boring."
Elder Sandinalan obviously felt a little bored. It was reasonable to say that an old monster who had lived for thousands of years would not lose something like "patience." But after returning to the Roslorian Continent, she had obviously changed her previous gloomy and taciturn character.
"The enemy seems to be doing something?"
The clouds in the sky suddenly flashed a few rays of light. The dark gray clouds had been shrouding the battlefield, but the light spots that fell from the sky dyed everything green. In the next moment, the green light spots pierced through the clouds, forming a huge hole!
Meteorites!
More than ten light spots fiercely hit the Solameia Wall. The subsequent roars and tremors from the ground showed how fierce the attack was!
The front of the wall was smashed into five or six deep holes. Not all of the light spots hit the main body of the wall. A small number of light spots directly smashed into the frontline of the Abyssal army, directly causing hundreds of casualties. There were also two light spots that went over the Solameia Wall and smashed into the logistics camp behind the wall.
Pandora's figure had already disappeared, and a few explosive sounds came from the military camp in the distance. The Hellfire that had just crawled out of the deep pit did not even have the chance to make a few sounds before it was suddenly split into several pieces by the whip that suddenly swung down from the sky!
The soldiers had just drawn their swords from their waists, but they found that the two huge Infernals had become a pile of stones on the ground burning with green flames.
"Infernals?"