The huge magic array that enveloped the entire Dragon Valley flashed slightly and disappeared.

A strong wind carrying ice crystals swept in. This is the first time in tens of thousands of years that the outside world has blown directly into the Dragon Valley.

At the same time, countless golden dragons swarmed out, like golden fountains rushing into the sky, and then landed on the ground.

Ritchie's helmet was gone, half of the skull was exposed in the air, and even one eye was gone, his jaw was exposed, the armor on the left was twisted and broken, and the ribs could be seen. He was covered in blood, and he no longer looked like a "person", but more like a zombie.

The breathing has stopped, which means that as the flesh and blood part of the body, he has died. He will no longer cry. No, nor can he.

Standing in the snow, he slowly looked up. Standing beside him was Andrevich, who had turned into a bone dragon, whose eyes had lost their luster, and... Alex Traumatha, who also turned into a bone dragon.

Yes, he killed Alex Traumahan, he really did it, no one knew how he did it.

Seeing him, the golden dragons rushing in front were shocked.

"You...what did you do? You killed Andrevich and Alex Trauma?"

He looked at them coldly with his only remaining eye. As if Rich had heard nothing, he directly used his flying magic, turned around and flew towards the direction where Grey was.

Two skull dragons flapped their wings and followed.

Even though he was still fighting the moment before, his guardian angel and inducing demons quickly left the battle and followed.

"Do you want to run!"

Some golden dragon wanted to rush up to stop it, but was stopped by other golden dragons.

"He doesn't want to run away." A Jinlong said softly.

The two golden dragons who followed the Alessan Trash were so scared that they lay on the snow, trembling. The golden dragons who flocked to them quickly controlled them.

...

In the sky, Ricci flew slowly, and the strong wind came towards him, blowing past him.

The expression on his face was almost dull. After all, zombies were like lichs and had no expression.

Under the low temperature, the blood from the wound has solidified, the tears no longer exist, and the heart no longer beating. However, it still hurts.

Soon, the battlefield appeared in front of him.

The battle has ended, and the Black Dragon attackers are gone.

There were charred ground everywhere, and thick smoke rising everywhere. Of course, there were countless corpses. There were the Golden Dragon Clan, the Black Dragon Clan, and the Silver Moon Knights. There were everywhere.

Hanging in the air, Ritchie whispered: "Find."

"Yes!" Immediately, the two skull dragons and the guardian angels induce the demons to scatter and search carefully in the pile of corpses.

However, Richie himself did not move, but just floated quietly, suspended in the air, allowing the strong wind to sweep past him.

The hand was trembling slightly, and the heart was trembling slightly.

It was really too long, and after a long time, Ricci himself couldn't believe that there was any hope. At this moment, he wanted to find it, but he also couldn't find it. Because finding it means despair.

Soon, the people of the Golden Dragon Clan also arrived. They hurriedly dispersed and began to search for the living on the battlefield.

One message after another came.

"Mr. Lucy's skeleton has been found! She has been hit back to the soul box!"

"Mr. Elkeleon's skeleton was found! He was also hit back to the soul box!"

"Achil Norman is still alive! Hurry!"

"Captain Bangmao is still angry! Hurry!"

The people of the Golden Dragon Clan were active on the battlefield, surging back and forth, sending back one news after another, but there was no news that Ricci was waiting for for a long time.

After a while, Salina came to Richie with a piece of arm armor.

Ricky looked at it blankly, his hand trembling slightly, and he didn't dare to answer it.

"I only found this, it should be His Highness the Lich King, nothing wrong. But I didn't find anything else. There were too many undead knights who were broken up and could not be distinguished at all."

"Take ring, have you found a pull ring?"

"No."

"Where is the cat?"

“No, either.”

"Then take them all back, I can't leave my father here."

"yes."

"Ritchie! Here!" In my mind, Delia's voice suddenly rang out.

Ritchie turned around and looked in the direction she was in, hesitated for a moment before flying there little by little.

About five hundred meters away from the main battlefield, there were traces of violent explosions on a small hillside. The ground in the middle was even sunken with a large piece of sparks flashing.

Delia stood in the middle of the explosion marks and pointed to the ground in front of her.

Ritchie landed beside her, bent down, and picked up the half-buried pendant with the words "Crymatha" engraved in the soil. He held it tightly in his hand.

"What about the others?" Ritchie's voice was trembling.

“Not found…”

"Then look for it!" Ritchie roared out.

“Yes…yes!”

The wind sways, snowflakes flying all over the sky, mixed with gray smoke.

Gradually, the charred ground was covered little by little, as if nothing had happened, and no trace was left behind.

The golden dragons who were traveling around were still digging the ground three feet to search for it little by little.

...

Night falls.

The originally lush Dragon Valley has been completely invaded by the severe cold.

The broad-leaved trees were completely frozen, as if they would break when touched.

The stream has frozen, and the waterfall has turned into a string of huge bead curtains. White snowflakes cover everything. At the protruding cliff tips, ice cones are forming.

The birds hid in their nests and were frozen into ice sculptures without any sound. The deer that was originally galloping happily in the woods had also turned into a solidified stone by the stream.

The whole world seemed to be still and had no life. Only the wind and snow were still alive.

Every golden dragon hid in its dragon's nest dejectedly, nesting motionlessly.

The secret key was quiet, and there was not even a single person to talk.

...

The outer periphery of the "temporary residence" is surrounded by countless golden dragons, and even the sky is constantly hovering. This is unprecedented and tight guard. However, it seems too late.

...

Salina had already rushed to inform the Holy Light of the Bone, and all the dwarves that still survived were taken back and placed in their respective rooms for treatment. Even all the bones of the Silver Moon Knight could be found were found.

As the cold wind passed by, Ritchie silently put his father on the bed in Grey's original room. However, he only found the armor piece. Yes, there were only armor pieces, and everything that was sure to belong to Grey was fragments of armor and objects. Even a bone could not be found.

However, it was enough for Ritchie to put together Gray's outline. There was also Tenedas's. The only one was not the Black Cat, his dear Uncle Berry Stone.

Regarding the Black Cat, nothing was found, as if he had never existed.

Time passed by bit by bit, and Ricci stood quietly, staring blankly at the outline on the bed, blinking his eyes gently.

"I have searched all of them and found no other things." Delia quietly appeared behind him and whispered: "The people of the Golden Dragon think it's meaningless to continue looking for them. Judging from the situation on the scene, the battle is very fierce. Referring to the degree of damage to the armor, the bones are likely to be directly shattered."

"I understand." Ritchie replied softly.

"The two captured Golden Dragon tribe members have confessed. They were instigated by the Black Dragon and Alex Trauma. Also, the Great Elder of Golden Dragon wants to see you..."

Ricci slowly closed his eyes without answering.

Time is still passing by bit by bit.

Silence. After a long silence, Ricci replied softly: "I don't want to see him. Haven't Brutu arrived yet?"

"not yet."

...

Just less than two hundred meters away from the "temporary residence", in the snow-filled woods, the six elders of the Golden Dragon clan were waiting anxiously. Because the severe cold had invaded the Dragon Valley, they had to cover themselves with only a pair of eyes left.

The golden dragons in the sky are still hovering and going back and forth.

"We also suffered huge losses, didn't we? This should not be our fault! They have seen the original appearance of Dragon Valley, which is our hometown, and now it has become like this. Moreover, several people have died! In the end, we have fulfilled the covenant!"

"But we performed too late, the Lich King is dead. The Lich King is attacked and our people are involved. This is an undeniable fact. And our rescue appears too late."

"This is a difficult decision. Did he hope we make it immediately? The golden dragon is not a black dragon. We need time to discuss it. And we did it after all, right? There is an essential difference in this matter."

"Will that child...will he inherit the position of Lich King? His eyes looked at us...this is my most worrying thing now. Do you still remember what he said in the secret key?"

"We should believe in the Lich King, who is a true saint, and his child...will definitely not be blinded by hatred."
To be continued...