Pillars of Ita

"The Manticore 4 group lost contact."

"More than half of the 12 manticore groups suffered casualties."

"The 7th group of saintly chosen people in the Zhongjiang sub-street lost contact."

"The resurrection of 140 people has been confirmed in the nearby Church of Life and Church of Light."

Reports came and went from the side of the communication crystal, and the messengers copied the full text of the message on the note, tearing off a page from time to time, and shuttled back and forth inside and outside the hall with the page.

The Imperial Black Army set up a headquarters in a nearby fortress half an hour ago. As a former fortress city, Einbrock certainly had more than one fortress. Dots of fortresses were scattered in different neighborhoods. The middle city has expanded around these fortresses—it's just that there is only one mobile fortress in Aiyinbulok that is movable.

The huge steel towers built on the steel beam truss structure are the observation towers of these fortresses, and there are cannons on them, but those old-fashioned devices have been dismantled centuries ago-the Osyrians are not even capable of moving the fortresses. Maintenance, not to mention others - the head of the War Knights, and the head of the 17th Garrison Army of the Imperial Army, Earl Tanilal, is currently on one of these forts, raising his hands through the binoculars to observe the battle situation on the front line.

The clerk on the side handed over the warrant and reported: "Three dragon knights have arrived, Your Excellency the Legion Commander."

"Sir Fritz? But we did not ask Ravendure for help."

"It's an emergency response mechanism," the clerk replied, "Your Excellency, Legion Commander, something may have happened to the Great Alchemist."

Tanilal's face was as dark as the sky before the storm. Ayn Brock had accidents one after another. The last time it almost triggered a confrontation between the dragon knights, but this time it was even more exaggerated. Even the mobile fortress that hadn't moved for centuries was restored. activated.

And destroyed half of the city's energy supply.

The last time the General Administration of Inspecting Cavalry finally assumed responsibility, the Imperial Army was rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor because it had not been dispatched from the beginning to the end.But this time, it was the highest person who personally issued the warrant. If the imperial army did not perform bravely, then his role as the commander of the legion would probably be over.

Now that a great alchemist is caught in it, triggering the reaction mechanism of the three dragon knights at the same time, he can almost foresee the severe reprimand from the imperial capital.

In this direction, he doesn't actually need to look through a telescope to see the movement of the front line. The huge fortress occupies half of the sky of Einbrok, and it can be clearly seen from any high point in the entire city.The fortress is slowly retreating towards the north of the city, passing through the noble district, with huge steps like a tall tower, raising clouds of smoke and dust.

The Imperial Black Army launched an offensive along different streets, and the concentrated firepower of the giant war structure interrupted one of its walking legs, and the tower-like walking legs collapsed and destroyed the entire block, but for those with six pairs It's just a drop in the bucket for a sufficient fortress.

The one that really caused damage to the fortress was the Cargallon, the last third-class battleship of the Einbrok Imperial Navy, which hit the middle rib of the fortress with itself a quarter of an hour ago. Together into powder.

The flash caused by the explosion almost darkened the entire sky, and the impact storm instantly flattened all the blocks from Kingdom Avenue to NO. .

The explosion paralyzed the fort's two stepping legs, and opened a huge hole in the middle area of ​​the fort's platform, but Ainbulok is worthy of being an alchemy miracle that the elves participated in the construction, even so, he still stands tall.

It's just that a raging fire ignited in the section fracture, and a column of smoke rose into the air.

As for the heavy frigate Ikaruga, which was in charge of providing cover for the Calgalon, it was hit by the air combat structure that took off from the Seven Seas Traveler and caught fire in many places. Finally, the fire burned through the core power room, and the Ikaruga disintegrated in the G7 channel. Exploded into a ball of fire.

At this point, the navy of the Einbrok Empire was completely wiped out.

And at this moment, in the hall of the Holy King——

Although the dragon knights had arrived, the battle craftsmen of the Oshurians did not give up their attack, and the chaotic battle continued.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, Fang Plover suddenly noticed a shadow sneaking past from the corner of his vision——

He turned his head in that direction.

I just saw a few elite craftsmen from the combat department of the Craftsman Federation appearing from there, and those people were shouting:
"Revenge for Master Amasht!"

Three flexible variants similar to Centaur Annihilator jumped out of the blue light curtain created in the void, and stabbed at Princess Brianna in the center of the hall with a spear in hand.

It's just that they picked the wrong opponent.

A beautifully constructed body is standing under the towering vault of the Hall of the Holy King, and its six wings spread out are as shining in the golden sunlight, even though its back is facing the spear stabbed by the Centaur Annihilator—— But Fang Plover, who was opposite, had a panoramic view of this scene.

He raised his right hand, causing the construct to turn away from the point of the spear.

Fang Plover's eyes were steady, and his thoughts were as fast as lightning. .

In the next moment, the Seraphim's upper body turned almost 180 degrees at an inconceivably flexible angle, grabbing the spear in the hand of the centaur construct behind him.

And the centaur near the saddle bounced off the two magic cores, and brought up a large number of lightning beams. It gathered the lightning into a net and turned it into a beam of lightning arrows to stab the former, but immediately the Oshu man glared. big eyes.

At this moment, every loop on the magic glove on Fang Plover's right hand, every magic core is flashing, and the arcs of magic power jump to each other.

The Seraphim leaped forward as if alive, grabbed the magic core that popped up behind the centaur construct, and thrust it downwards - piercing it back into the slot together with the dancing lightning .

The magic core was crushed, and a large amount of electric light burst out, spreading down the hind half of the centaur construct, causing it to fall to one side.

The artisans of the Osu people couldn't believe what they saw. How could someone control the Seraphim so flexibly? It was not like a flexible structure of a different body, but a rune puppet with an independent soul. .

If it wasn't for the connection between Fang Plover's magic glove and Seraphim Zhijian, he would almost have thought that huge construct was acting autonomously.

However, the opponent was an elite in the combat department after all, and at the last moment, he still raised his magic glove in an attempt to make the Centaur Annihilator break free.

But how could Fang Plover give him this chance.

He issued an order to make Seraph's other iron arm grab the back of the centaur construct's neck, pull it backwards, and fall heavily to the ground, causing the floor of the hall to shake slightly.

Even though the Centaur Annihilator has all kinds of abilities, once he falls to the ground, he has no room to resist. Seraph directly grabs the opponent and lifts it off the ground, then throws it forward forcefully, causing this bulky construct to hit the other side with a loud sound of wind. One of its kind.

The two constructs fell down at the same time after a loud noise, and together with the craftsmen behind them, they were crushed into a meat paste.

On the other side, the lizardman prince Tenaric also finished handling the battlefield, and there was a piece of flexible wreckage standing where he passed. It was withdrawing the spear from the chest cavity of a centaur annihilator, pulling out a long Here comes the magic arc.

The tall construct lowered its head, and the light in its eyes dimmed.

The short battle caused the craftsmen of the Oshu people to collapse at the touch of a finger. The fighting power of the three people was unbelievably high, and the elf princess was even more erratic, and she rarely appeared in the sight of the Oshu people. Fight for the life of the Artisan.

What's more, in the chaotic hall, the Oshu people still have other enemies.

From time to time, a flash of fire burst out, and amidst the roar of a huge musket, a cloud of magical sparks or blood mist exploded on the forehead or chest of the construct or the Oshurian craftsman beside him, and the whole person immediately flew back and fell. into the crowd.

The aristocratic daughter holds a magic gun. After firing, she immediately hides sideways behind the pillar of the corridor, and hides in the blind spot of vision. A craftsman who notices this releases the clockwork goblin, but she immediately raises the gun in that direction and shoots it away. Beat it to pieces.

Soon, the craftsmen of the Oshur people retreated to the entrance of the hall.

But at this moment, the Elf Princess and the Lizard Prince stopped at the same time, and both raised their heads, looking towards the entrance of the hall.

"It's Earl Lavendure," Brian Mist star put down the longbow in her hand, narrowed her eyes and said, "I fought against him 15 years ago."

"The Battle of Byrne?" Fang Yan asked.

"Well," the elf princess nodded lightly, her eyes glowing eagerly. "At that time, he had just become a dragon knight. I don't know if this guy has improved after so many years of the Battle of Byrne."

The hall seemed a little quiet, and everyone felt the approaching stagnation in the air. Under the calm surface of Guanghai, the undercurrent of ether had already rushed in. Even the battle craftsmen of the Oshu people stopped, seeming a little unaware Overwhelmed.

Once ordinary people get involved in a dragon knight-level confrontation, they will be turned into ashes.

"I'll stop him," Brian said back, "Ed, you go to the lower level, the Ossians don't dare to make a big move in this city, as long as you protect the power core of Ainbulock, you still have a chance to escape .”

Fang Ploy looked at the eclectic Princess Avenquin, the owner of the Bow of Distant Stars, the legendary hero of the battle with Brian.

This elf princess is not a dragon knight, but the bow of the far star in her hand is an artifact of the Avenquin elves, and she once relied on it to fight against an imperial dragon knight in the Battle of Byrne. That was her shot to fame.

And the other protagonist of that battle was naturally the one Brian had mentioned.

But 15 years is not a short time for short-lived mortals. Sir Fritz Hamilton 15 years ago is certainly not comparable to today.

Brianne smiled, and felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that the old guy Amasht still has some stars left. I heard that the Osyrians will use some methods to slow down the speed of their great alchemist star's age, otherwise Today the imperial people will lose one great alchemist."

She doesn't mind exchanging her life with the Great Alchemist of the Empire, after all, she is still young, with plenty of stars, and the elves have a long lifespan, and at Amasht's age, after this battle, I am afraid that she will not have a good life for a few days up.

Since she chose to do it, she was of course prepared for the unavoidable.

The elf princess looked at Tenarik on one side, "Prince Tenarik, you and I will stay together to meet the enemy. Hundreds of years ago, my clan had seen warriors from your clan. I would like to know the status of the Whitehead clan today Whether the descendants of them are as heroic as their ancestors."

Tenarik didn't answer, just nodded silently.

The two faced forward, and Fang Plover didn't hesitate much when he saw this. Everyone had experienced countless battles, so they naturally understood what the best choice was.

While turning around, he asked in his heart: "Ms. Alessa, how is the fortress damaged now?"

"The previous impact damaged a spare power core located on the left side of the fortress. There are still six left. Now three teams have invaded the interior of the fortress, and one of the teams is approaching one of the six power cores."

"But fortunately, the explosion also physically locked the three elevators in that direction, slowing down their attack speed, and the explosion also penetrated the lower area, killing all the Oshu battle craftsmen gathered there."

"The bad news is that the efficiency of the powertrain may be reduced as a result, and our departure from Einbroek will be delayed."

"How much is the delay?" Fang Yan asked.

"About an hour," the Dragon Queen warned, "but if the power core is further damaged, our speed will slow down."

Fang Plover nodded. He looked back, only seeing the tall backs of the elf princess and the lizard warrior.

Brian was looking at Tenarik, who was on the side, and asked curiously: "The descendants of Gudasock, are you not afraid?"

No one can face the power of the Dragon Knight——

Tenaric was no exception, but it replied blankly: "The prophecy of the stars is infallible."

Brianna rolled her eyes.

The elves and the lizardmen are considered to be the two oldest branches in the world, and their history is not much different from that of the snake people. Although the Numelin elves have long since escaped from the world, the Gudasok's lizardmen are actually not the first batch.

The elves and the lizardmen are consistent in some ancient traditions, but one of them is obsessed with escaping from the world and being independent, while the other is obsessed with the prophecies on those stone slabs. These two points seem somewhat disapproving to this deviant elf princess .

And the other side.

Fang Plover was just arriving at the elevator, only to find that there was an unexpected person here - Friston was looking at him without saying a word, and there was no emotion on his face.

This master craftsman, another shadow of the genius 700 years ago, has been transparent since just now. He neither participated in the siege of the Ossurians, but did not stand by them in turn, just like a Bystanders do.

"President Friston?"

Friston didn't answer, and just dropped a sentence: "The teleportation device in the lower B3 area of ​​the fortress has long been damaged. It has been disassembled many times in the past 200 years and is no longer used. However, I left a teleportation core privately. I maintain that it still works."

"If you kill Amasht, the Imperial Dragon Knights won't let you go, and this fortress won't be able to stop them, so that's your only chance."

Fang Plover was stunned for a moment, and looked at the other party in doubt.

Friston spoke again: "Is what you showed before true?"

"Mr. Friston," Fang Ploy thought for a moment, then took out the pitch-black crystal completed in the competition, and showed it to the other party: "This crystal is the iron evidence left after the starlight is extinguished, and all elements are Annihilation, leaving nothing but void."

"That's what the end of the world looks like, and what I did was to extract the information in the soul, ignite the starlight, and retaining the soul is no different from this. The essence of the starlight is actually information, and it will not come out of thin air. increase, and will not decrease out of thin air.”

He picked up the crystal in his hand and handed it out: "This is a forbidden technique, I shouldn't have shown you all this unless it was absolutely necessary."

"This is what he left behind?"

Fang Plover nodded, but it was more than that. Friston in the tower just calculated all of this, but this experiment was actually designed and completed by himself.

Friston fell silent.

Fang Yan looked at the other party, the empire was determined to go its own way, if there is anyone in this ancient country who can stop all this, then maybe the chairman in front of him might still be possible.He thought for a while, and then tried:
"Mr. Friston, the empire is heading down a wrong path. Its essence is not fundamentally different from what the shadow people have experienced. It may be too late to look back on your original intention."

Friston shook his head.

The chairman smiled wryly: "Once the empire is in operation, no one can turn back."

"how come?"

"You don't understand, Ed, but it's okay, you'll see all that soon," he sighed, "but I'll think about it, you're right, we still have a chance."

He took the crystal from Fang Yan's hand, looked at the dark crystal silently, and held it in his hand.Then he put his hand back into his pocket, took out a cross-shaped key from there, and handed it back to Fang Plover:
"I put the core in the warehouse in the D4 area. There is a secret vault there. This is the key to the secret vault."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Fang Yan's words undoubtedly touched him, but it wasn't about the future. He already had a plan in his mind, but the intrusion of the Seven Sorcerers family and the attitude of the emperor made him deeply disturbed.

The political forces in the empire are intricate, and it took him less than 60 years to sort out all of this, but whether he really achieved his goal is not ideal now.

But as the other party said—he was far from being defeated, Friston’s eyes flashed a heavy light, and he held the crystal in his hand—he still had a possibility—back to Nozpitz’s underground.

Go back to the Tower of the Winter Solstice.

He came from there, and maybe he could find the answer he wanted there.

As long as that person is alive.

Fang Yan watched the chairman leave, and didn't know what to say for a moment. This incident was actually caused by the other party, but he didn't expect it to develop into this way.

He really didn't think that he could convince the Imperials. He had the feeling from the time when he was in the Imperial Workshop. The arrogance of the Imperials might not lead to the right path. on this ancient country.

It's just that the descendants of the Silver Helmets 1000 years ago became what they are today, and the occultists also fell apart. After the destruction of the Silver Tower, it was rebuilt to a condition that was no longer the same.

The oath-keepers scattered in all directions, sticking to that secret oath, and how many clansmen are still left is a mystery, at least the one in Istonia disappeared after the last descendant, Ms. Misu, became a dark dragon exist.

What about the rest of the Lightbringers?

He couldn't help but think of his elf sister, Miss Attila, who was far away on the hill of giant trees.

He walked towards the elevator in silence, but a hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed his hand—the hand was a little cold, but familiar.

Fang Plover looked back, only to find that Sylvaide followed him at some point. The noble daughter looked at him with bright eyes, tightly holding his hand, her fingers intertwined, and Han in that gaze was self-evident, "I with you."

Fang Plover nodded slightly.

She leaned over and hugged him from behind.

……

Brianna and Tenarik looked at the man who pushed open the hall door and stepped into the hall.

The other party was only wearing the most ordinary aristocratic attire, a tight shirt, a black vest, straight and slender breeches, a pair of leather boots, and a gray military coat with a machete hanging diagonally from the lower belt.

The scimitar has a golden cage handle engraved with a monster named Myrter - a mythical creature from Etalian legends - on which his left hand rests, unlike most of the imperial nobles, without a glove , the skin is pale and transparent.

And the other hand was drooping, and there was nothing under the right sleeve of the overcoat draped over his shoulders.

This gray-haired, green-eyed man lost a hand in the last battle. The Ossians privately called him the One-armed Sword Master, or the One-armed Dragon Knight, but forgot his original name. .

Fritz Hamilton.

Count Ravendour.

At his strength, it is already difficult for Xinghui to repair his body. In fact, for most aborigines, physical disabilities are often difficult to recover. The Star Gate has unique benefits for the Holy Chosen, which is also the origin of the Holy Chosen.

Of course, everything given will eventually be taken back, and everything in this world must be taken and demanded.

The chosen ones who have received all the graces get all the benefits, but in the end they naturally get a star life much shorter than that of the aborigines.

The man who pushed the door and entered was just an ordinary imperial military noble from the outside, but the awe-inspiring momentum made everyone suffocate, especially the lizard prince who was right in front of him. , and even almost knelt down directly.

It thrust the spear heavily in front of its body with its hands, supporting itself so that it would not lose its composure.

But Brianna looked as usual, "Little Fritz, we meet again."

However, she still frowned secretly. The astonishing aura of the other party was nothing compared to 15 years ago. This is a mortal. Short-lived races envy the longevity of the elves, but why don't the elves envy the growth speed of mortals.

The achievements they have achieved in a long time, but mortals only need a short life to achieve, mortal civilization rebuilds this new world on the ruins at a rapid speed, but for the elves, it seems that it has just passed The time of generations.

No wonder they choose to hide from the world.

For a moment, she roughly understood the choices made by the Numelin elves in the past.

"Princess Brian," the man said, "you killed the great alchemist Amasht, so don't expect to leave this place today."

Brianna smiled, "Little Fritz, do you think you can keep me?"

"Of course I can't," Fritz said, "and I know you're stalling."

He looked at the ground of the hall, his gaze seemed to penetrate there, "But do you think I'm the only one here?"

Brian's expression changed.

A deafening roar came from outside the hall, as if a giant beast was shaking the fortress. The astonishing shock wave made the whole hall tremble, obvious cracks appeared on the stone pillars, and a large amount of sand and stone drooped from the vault.

Brian looked at the other party angrily and said: "You actually used the power of the dragon knight in the city, and the people of the empire are outside!?"

Under the hall, the only two elevators were shaking in the process of descending. The cables and rigging above were making creaking noises, and the gears were rubbing on fire, shooting out a large number of golden sparks.

Fang Plover felt that his footing was not stable, so he hurriedly protected Sylvaide with one hand, and asked the Dragon Queen, "Alessa, what happened outside?"

"Damn it," Alessa screamed in consciousness, "it's the Dragon Knight!"

"If I were still in my prime, these poor bugs wouldn't be worth mentioning," she growled angrily, "but fortunately, I left the shield open when those ants attacked, otherwise we would have been all over at that moment .”

And it was at this very moment, outside the fortress of Ainbulok.

The citizens of Einbroek are looking at the sky anxiously, where - the huge shadow of Andromeda is holding a longbow in its hand, pointing to the mobile fortress below.

It had already fired an arrow at first, but after the huge light arrow traversed half of the city, it hit the arc-shaped shield deployed on the Eynbrok mobile fortress, and then was deflected to one side, hitting the other direction a few blocks.

Together with the imperial army in the block and the chosen ones of the Ossurians, they were turned into ashes. After the rising beam of light, only a huge pothole with a radius of nearly three kilometers was left in that place, and the scope of the huge pit was originally located All the buildings and living beings have been wiped out.

The mayor of Einbrock was almost fainted by this scene.

Almost in a panic, he notified the Adventurer's Guild, asking them to tell the Imperial Army to stop such attacks immediately. They were not attacking Ainbrok at all, but destroying this city, which is the city of the Empire.

But Earl Tanilal was unmoved by the message, and only said lightly to the staff of the city government:

"This is His Majesty's order."

People looked at each other and were silent.

And in the sky, a second light arrow appeared under the longbow of Andromeda.

... (end of this chapter)