unreliable adventure

Last time, I said that I used the super powerful and invincible forbidden curse ice storm to seal the entire Forgotten army firmly. Together with Queen Theda's skeleton dragon and the Golden Wing City flying to make soy sauce, it is really handsome. The protagonist of the crooked novel is average.

Wayne rushed forward and rescued Francis and Fierro from under the dragon's feet, but they were alright.The two were hit by the sonic attack of the bone dragon, or Longwei, and were stunned for a while. Wayne should pour a few barrels of holy light into them and it should be fine.I'm more worried about Glinda's side.

When I walked into the queen's tent, two witches, Glinda and the queen, were fighting.I should have specifically described the scene of wizards fighting martial arts before, um, the so-called bad old lady singing competition, singing two lines here, answering two lines there, and faint shadows floating around secretly.Relying on her agility, Glinda resorted to out-of-the-box tricks several times in an attempt to attack in close combat.Although Queen Theda seemed to move stiffly, her whereabouts were like ghosts, appearing and disappearing under the cover of shadows.

I stared from the sidelines. I couldn't read Glinda's spellcasting records at this time. The two shadow masters sang and changed their moves very quickly.Queen Theda seems to have the upper hand. It can be seen that she deliberately shows mercy in several moves, and she obviously still has room for strength.Theta discovered my existence, and immediately cast a shadow tent, isolating all sensual, visual, tactile, and tactile methods in the world.

Until the shadows dissipated, Theta's withered bones sat back on the marble throne: "Oh, that good-looking soldier brother is also here. If you two join forces, I don't think there is any chance of winning."

I stepped forward: "Theda, you have no chance, the ice storm has frozen all your troops."

"The ice will always melt, I can wait." Theda said seemingly calmly.Her small movements of summoning the bone dragon to rescue her were very obvious, and it could be seen that the stone chair under her was the magic weapon for manipulating the entire army of the dead.

"The seals of ice and snow are so strong that not even a dragon can break free." I said, "You can wait, and I will stay here to make sure they never melt."

"Always a bad word."

"agree."

"Blackwood! You are the one who has seen this firsthand, do you believe this is the solution?"

"I don't know...if you don't try your best, there's no use regretting it." I didn't know how to answer, and I unknowingly quoted Wayne's famous quote.

Theta smiled bitterly: "So, what are you going to do?"

Theda's words were sharp as a knife's edge, and I looked to Glinda for help, but she said nothing.

Theta said: "I think there are two solutions. One is that we completely put down our weapons and allow the knights to slaughter the surviving survivors in the Northland. Oh, in their words, it should be cleansed, ashes to ashes, and dust to dust. .I don't personally object to this ending, 200 years of all this is enough to tire me out. But we can't make this decision for the other Oblivion, can we?"

"not like this."

"There is a second way. I now have the opportunity to launch a quick war to disarm the knights in one fell swoop, draw the border between the living and the dead, and win their own living space for the forgotten. I think it is a casualty Minimal plan."

"War will not be the only way out."

"Appeasement is the worst. It is not a solution at all. If I do nothing and continue to confront the Knights militarily, and let the fighting and hatred between the living and the dead continue on both sides, it will be a bleeding wound. And In the end, one side will still gain the upper hand, and war is still inevitable."

"War is not the only way out...Reconciliation! As long as the two sides communicate slowly, one day they will be able to let go of their hatred and find a way to live in peace!"

"That's a very good ideal. It takes ten years, 20 years? Or wait for him another 200 years? Blackwood, you are also an undead, and you know what the living people's hatred for us looks like."

"I've waited for 200 years, so what's the point of waiting another 200 years? Roland's ghost is no longer haunting him, and his hatred will soon—"

"But I can't wait anymore," Theta sighed softly: "In the past three years, I have tried my best to deal with Roland in the Northland, and I have exhausted most of my strength. The one you see in front of me Army, it's not sustainable."

"How long can it last?"

"Two years, at most three years, my will will be dissipated, and the north will lose its protection. You know what those living people will do. Now I can only put all my eggs in one basket, completely disarm the knights, and force the southern lords Sign the alliance under the city. Draw the border, and the dead and the living will usher in a long truce. Maybe that will be your chance for reconciliation."

Theta stopped speaking, and sat slumped on the stone seat, as if she had never been resurrected.

"Xiao Hei, what the instructor said is also reasonable," Glinda said, "I think we should listen to her."

The big picture, the long-term perspective, the smallest casualties calculated by numbers, everything Theta said makes sense, but...

I finally made up my mind: "I've heard it said once: One mistake cannot fix another. And a war only leads to another war, Theda, and I will stop you."

A creepy laugh came from the stone seat: "I can't convince you, well, you have your principles."

Glinda hurried forward: "Mentor, don't do this!"

When Theta stood up again, the marble throne crumbled to ashes, and I immediately drew my sword.

Theda continued to smile strangely and said: "Don't worry, I can't beat you now. Glinda, I am very happy to see you again at this time. And Blackwood, I hope you can stick to your settlement." Ideal, that's beautiful. But you can't stop me, and I have my own path."

The flames of the shadows ignited on the dry bones, like the dark flames that had never been extinguished under the torture frame for 200 years, suddenly sprang up in all directions, and turned into a prairie fire.I raised my hand to defend, but Wayne suddenly jumped out. He didn't know where he was hiding just now. Wayne threw me and Glinda one by one, and summoned the Holy Shield to envelop us.

The shadow flame that burned quickly did not cause any substantial damage, Wayne withdrew his defense and patted his head.

Queen Theda fell on her back, lightly and without any sound.

Glinda climbed forward with hands and feet: "Mentor! Theda! Why are you doing this?"

Queen Theda lay still, out of shape, burnt out of her obsession, like any ordinary ashes.

Francis pushed open the door of the palace tent in a panic: "It's not good! Brother Hei, all your ice has melted! A fire has burned..." Queen Theda melted my ice seal with one blow. curse.

The huge and empty palace tent was burned by the shadow flames, and it had long been reduced to ashes. After Francis touched it with his big hand, it was scattered all over the ground.The north wind blew through the camp, and the army of the dead regrouped in silence, refusing to answer us, but hastily left the camp and headed south with Theda's strong will.

Glinda's heart-piercing howls became the only sound. She poured out all the disguises on Theta's bones. The fat young witch wore a light gray apron as usual, Tie up your hair that hasn't been properly groomed with a turban, it's like returning from picking herbs one morning.

I don't think this is the time to mourn, the army of the Forgotten is marching south, if they are not stopped in time, I don't know how to persuade Glinda——

"Go away! Dead and living, I have nothing to do with you from now on!" Glinda yelled, and then gently hugged Theta. Under the witch's illusion, there was only a handful of ashes, which were so light and weightless: "Come on, Theda, let's go home. It's dark, don't be afraid, the little girl is going home."