Chapter 1063: Death of Brother

"Sir Edgar, there is a fierce battle on the eastern front. The reconnaissance results are that Prince Draknir and Tyrion are injured."

The vanguard officer, who was busy processing various information on the battlefield, immediately left behind most of the unimportant team casualties.

Shouldn't Masno or Abrash be in charge of Tyrion?

Why did the prince who was supposed to stay at the Dragon Gate end up fighting the most dangerous person for no apparent reason?

Edgar needs to find a way immediately to rescue the prince. Today's Drachnir is not suitable for such a high-intensity war.

Flame Knights, high-ranking nobles of Kaled, sons of Windhowling City... The forces he could mobilize flashed through his mind, and he finally gritted his teeth and picked up the magic stone.

"Masnow, what on earth do you mean? Tyrion, who was supposed to be stopped by the champion warrior, is now fighting against Drachnir!"

"He shouldn't have stayed away from the matter, standing alone at the city gate waiting for victory. Or maybe you don't trust the prince enough and think Tyrion can defeat the most talented son of Caledor in history?"

"What Tyrion is holding is not the Sword of the Sun, but the Holy Sword of Kane! The same weapon as Aenarion. This is not a matter of trust, but a matter of responsibility."

"Yes, the same weapons as Aenarion... as well as armor and bloodline. If we let Tyrion enter the battlefield, do you think the Guardian Bloodborn, who possesses the power of Asuryan and Khaine, will Let the great first-generation Phoenix King reappear."

What?

This speculation made Edgar feel dazed for a while. Since he was so worried, he must hurry up and kill Malekith. Why let the white dwarf continue the reckoning game of friendship and blood feud.

"Hurry up, I have a bad feeling..."

"certainly……"

After ending the communication with the vanguard officer, Masnow slowly nodded to the prince not far away, and Imrik also made a similar move to the distance.

Teclis, who had been waiting for a long time, ended his head-on battle with his mentor Berannar, and actually guided the former Supreme Mage's pure eight wind energy to attack Druchi's mage position.

After hurricanes and thunder swept through, the Druchi mages who were "backstabbed" by Teclis discovered that the Chosen of Lilith, who was supposed to lead them against Assur, had actually rebelled.

"You traitor!" The sorceress, who was deeply loved by the Witch King, looked at her viciously before she died, seeming to make Teclis feel a little guilty.

The Supreme Mage has repeatedly jumped among the three elven clans, just like the gods he believes in, making it difficult to figure out his attitude.

Teclis nodded calmly, "Betrayal against the betrayer is not betrayal."

The destruction of the mage group has made the already disadvantaged Druchi even worse. They have completely lost the threat to the dragon army above them. Everyone knows what they will face next...

The flames that are enough to purify everything will make all Druchi die in Nagaryth who longs to return.

After Tigris annihilated the Druchi mage group, the second thing he did was not to unite with Beranal to encircle and suppress the Druchi who were still resisting, but to connect to the Eastern Front.

No matter how their identities changed, the twins who had the same understanding could still sense each other's existence. The concern stemming from blood was so strong that when Tyrion suddenly appeared in front of Teclis, he did not hesitate to slash the Holy Sword of Kane in his hand. To my brother.

Tyrion was more awake, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with great regret and anger.

"You traitor, you bring disgrace to father and mother!"

He wanted to chop his brother to death on the spot to comfort the souls of his parents, but the will of Kane's holy sword was far stronger than before. After getting close to Asuryan's incarnation as Malekith, the two sides fought for control of the body, allowing Tyrion to His face was full of pain.

Seeing his brother like this, even though he was as indifferent as Teclis, sadness still appeared in his heart.

"Shadow King, do it."

The Shadow King, lurking in the darkness, pulled up the bowstring and grasped the killing arrow forged by Dais himself.

Three killing arrows, one of which was first given to Kane, who had brought countless sufferings to the elves.

The Aenarion dragon armor pierced by Draconir's lance was the Shadow King's target. It was originally planned that the gap would be created by Imric, but the father and son may be natural reincarnation...

The Shadow King didn't care about these troublesome fatalisms. He had already found a good angle when he drew the bow, and shot the arrow with a sound of breaking through the air in a tilted posture.

The killing arrow accurately passed through the gap in Aenarion's dragon armor, piercing Tyrion's skin, bones... and heart at an angle.

The arrows with the effect of annihilating the will were erasing Kane's heart in Tyrion's mind. With the last remaining strength, he turned his head and stared at the person who shot the black arrow.

He had seen this elf, seen it through Aenarion's eyes, and Malekith destroyed the Anar family in the name of Kane.

"This shouldn't be such a fate..."

Even though the power of Kane's Holy Sword is still strong, when Tyrion, as the holder, is on the verge of death, he is still unable to reverse the predicament.

Tyrion let go of Kane's sword, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, his dusty handsome face was very calm, and his eyes stared at Tigris for a long time.

"It's good to see you're okay...live well, Teclis."

The fallen Tyrion was supported by Teclis. The Supreme Mage gazed at his brother's last smile before his death, knowing that no matter what the cost, he must let him see the light again.

Drachnir, who arrived late, was extremely angry at everything that happened. He looked blankly at Tyrion who died in Teclis's arms, and the Sword of Khaine that fell to the ground.

"So all this was planned? I was arranged to stay in the Dragon Gate like a clown, but it was just to create an opportunity for you?!"

"Your appearance was unexpected, and Imrick didn't want you to intervene too much."

Draconil rushed to Tegris, with his sword on the neck of the "betrayer", "I want to kill you now, and I don't have to pay any price."

"Really..." Tegris said calmly, not caring much about the threat of the artifact sword on his neck.

"Even if it costs the honor of your family, if my behavior is worth it, do it."

"Damn it!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Draconil calmed down. The reason why he was so angry was Elvis's self-sacrifice. If he killed Tegris to vent his anger, wouldn't it be a betrayal of the loyal minister's determination to defend the family's honor.

The prince focused his attention on the Sword of Cain. Legend has it that this artifact will change its form according to the viewer's wishes.

In Draknir's eyes, the Sword of Cain is a more powerful relic than the legendary Dragon Horn held by his father. Honor, courage, recognition... all the things he desires most can be found in the Dragon Horn.

The prince asked in a low voice, "Next step."

"You will see it soon."

In the prince's horrified eyes, the Sword of Cain actually flew up from the ground and flew towards Malekith with an unstoppable attitude. (End of this chapter)