Pillars of Ita

Chapter 880 The Embers of the World

Into the eyes is the boundless golden ocean.

The entire crimson sky is like a pot of boiling water, and the magnificent and splendid halo is plated with a layer of gold, like petals, blooming layer by layer, revealing its fascinating but deadly beauty.

"Watch out for eddies!" the sailors shouted in varying lengths.The next moment, a cross wave hit - invisible ripples slammed into the broadside, and the hull, which was supposed to be silver, but had turned to charred black, trembled violently.Everyone leaning on the side of the ship leaned back in unison, only the long-haired girl in white, with her hand on the hilt of the sword, stood upright in the gale, the cloak was hunting behind her, but it did not affect her in the slightest, as if nailed to the deck like nails.

"Your Excellency Commander." The aboriginal herald on the side reminded a little uneasily.

"Don't worry about me," the girl's dark eyes reflected the afterglow, like the setting sun, and it was dissipating little by little, "Concentrate, slogan, let the ships of the detachment cut into the battlefield, the opponent is in chaos, and the opportunity is fleeting. ."

She let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword, pondered for a while before speaking again: "It seems that someone has bought a chance for us."

The latter hurriedly bowed his head and turned to leave.

On the other side, a little girl holding a notepad in front of her chest was watching this scene curiously.

She suddenly asked, "Sister Bai Xue, who are those people?"

"what do you wish to ask……?"

"Are they descended from Flor, or...?" The little girl hesitated.Bai Xue turned around, she was not much older than the former, but her bright eyes narrowed her neck.The little girl added in a panic, "Sister Bai Xue, I-I want to say..."

"Is it important?"

"However, I just can't get used to the arrogance of the descendants of Flor..." The little girl muttered a little unwillingly: "Besides, they are not good people."

Snow White fell silent.

After a while, she turned her eyes to the distance again—the center of the battlefield, thinking that Wislan was not like this. Everyone lives in a huge cocoon, and now even herself may not be able to escape its barriers.

Silver Rose, Holy Crusaders, that was the name given to it by its advocates.But even if they were the ones who worked diligently to maintain the reputation of the guild, like carefully wiping the dust off a sword, it would be difficult for it to bloom into its original brilliance.

How did the world view that war?

Silver Wislan may not be the dominant party to carve up the Covenant Mountain, but it also actually led to the downfall of the Free Guild, like the disintegration of stars, which also represented the annihilation of an era.Since then, the halo of the forerunners has dissipated, and the ideal luster has been dyed with a layer of realistic gray.

The descendant of Flor, the Argent Veslan, the holy that was founded by the Forerunners is no more.Now people can only see its huge size and the minions exposed behind it, and the previous trust has disappeared, so there is only endless suspicion.

'Descendants of Giants' still appears aggressive in the first world.

But isn't that a strong force from the outside?
No one knows.

There are more callers through the Stargate each year, and the interests of the latecomers and the forerunners have now parted ways.It used to be connected by reason, but it has also fallen apart today. Can the 'tyranny' of the majority imposed by the minority really last?
I, and others, may have seen this, and now Wislan's footsteps are far gentler than in the past, but even if this makes it a sound of praise, it is difficult to restore the past.

Instead, many people are addicted to it.

...to chase 'honor' that doesn't mean much.

In her opinion, she and others are more like a group of powerless paperworkers - it seems that they are trying to repair the original broken rules, but the deeper they go, the more they discover the regrettable fact - the order is moving forward and ending. .

So are they maintaining, or preventing progress?
She was only confused.

The history of Stargate in this era is still roaring forward, but what is good and what is bad among all the colors that belong to it?

Bai Xue misses the era that her brother told her when she was a child.At that time, black and white were still clear, everyone was doing their best for the battle, full of ideals, and everything seemed to be developing towards the bright side, whether in reality or after the Stargate.

This is how she will enter the Chosen Camp.

Originally, the parents chose a path different from that of her brother. They hoped that she could stay on Earth. Their children, one behind the stargate, and the other supported their cause in reality.

But in the end, she went against the wishes of her parents. After winning countless trophies and accolades, until she entered the Stargate—what she saw was such a scene, the glory of the past was withered, and even in reality, Opposition to the Stargate project is also growing day by day.

Her parents have expressed their concerns about the future to her and to her brother more than once in a video conference. Like her brother, Bai Xue is still firm in her heart, but she can't find answers to many questions.

The girl sighed softly, and put her hands on the railing involuntarily, looking in that direction.

At this moment, she thought of Fang Plover—

Involuntarily, the young man's always optimistic and tireless face appeared in his mind.

That kind of forging ahead, which was very popular in the early days, is rare now.

People chase profits and lose their ideals, but it's not anyone's fault, because that's what this era is like.

It was the forerunners who broke the former halo.

It just seems that everything that is original is valuable.

"Is it him...?"

An idea popped into Bai Xue's mind.

She knew that the Seven Seas Traveler was in that direction, and a group of craftsmen from the descendants of Flor broke in, and 'he' was among them.

She watched there, the rose-colored clouds were dimming a little bit, the shock wave generated by the explosion in the center of the battlefield dissipated, and the sparks overflowed, tearing a huge gap in the center of the Shadowman fleet.

On the left and right flanks, each squadron lit up the signal lights one by one.At this moment, more shadowmen's fleets are appearing above the clouds, as if endless, and they are coming to this world continuously through the open channel.

"Your Excellency Commander!"

The herald who had left earlier hurried back, "The Sturdle replied, Captain Nukins signaled to us..."

At this moment, they seized an opportunity.

A fleeting...

In one fell swoop, the opportunity to smash the main fleet formation of the Shadow Man.

Snow White clenched her hands.

"Pass my order," the girl's tone became cold again, as if the confusion, hesitation, and all hesitation were all forgotten in an instant, and she changed back to the 'Her Royal Highness' of the silver Wislan.The brilliant light in her eyes was the opportunity to lead to that victory:

"With me as the blade, the entire fleet will launch an assault, we will defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"

There are thousands of sails on the battlefield.

In the passing of countless semaphores, the silver fleet is turning and gradually converging into a sharp sword that pierces everything forward.

As for the navy.

Bai Xue never worried, because the navy would only be more professional than them, and she didn't need to worry about it.

……

Inside El Pashin City, Central Ring Road, Uptown—

The suppressive firepower has weakened.

Chris swept the dust off his head, and was poking his head out of the ruins in the block, looking up at the sky-after the previous explosion, the shadowy fleet of Shadowmen above the gloomy clouds was already empty. Blocks, seventy-eight landings and stopped in place.

"what is that!?"

Some of the companions shouted in surprise.

Looking in the direction of his finger, a dazzling flame was descending from the golden-red clouds, like a fleeting meteor.

A downed airship?

But not quite like it.

Chris was a little anxious in his heart, but it was not the strange scene above the sky, but the offensive ahead.He turned his eyes to that direction again, and the inner ring road leading to the Crown Plaza was completely silent, neither fire nor any movement of fire was seen.

Silence on the battlefield—

At this time, the other young people were looking up at the situation in the sky. The firepower to suppress El Pashin was greatly weakened, and the Shadow Man fleet seemed to be in a hard fight, which made most people relax.

Some even started teasing.

Most of them are apprentices of the Craftsmen Association, young people from the city of El Pashin or the countryside. The association does not arrange any specific affairs for them. Opening the city gate and guiding the callers is all their work. .

Young people are always full of energy. Although this sudden war has involved each of them, most of them have not yet experienced the pain of the war, and most of them still maintain an optimistic attitude.

The conversation gradually shifted to Chris.

Many people looked over with envy.

The apprentice of the association, I heard that he was the heir of a certain sawmill owner, did not know why he would give up his comfortable life and choose to embark on such a path.

Although alchemists are also respected, the road from apprentice to craftsman is a road full of thorns. Most people have dreams, but in the end, there are not one in ten, and most people just live up to their years in vain.

Of course it's different now.

After the Dolifin Incident, the latter has suddenly emerged, and recently, like a rising star, it has won the appreciation of all the dwarf master craftsmen.

Moreover, he took the lead in this battle and performed well. Afterwards, he said that he could not be promoted again, and it was already a sure thing to become a regular.From apprentice to full-time alchemist, it is only the same for the caller, but for the aborigines, it may be a turning point in the life of the aborigines.

Against everyone's gaze, Chris didn't say a word.

They had led a group of Saints to attack the city gate, and they had broken through all the defense lines from the lower city to attack this place. They had never seen such a strange scene before.As if the reinforcements that had previously invaded the Crown Plaza were fake.

Or has it been successful?

But why can't I hear the slightest cheers coming from the direction of the square?

Others seem to have not noticed the abnormality, but unlike them, although Chris is not a combatant, he has experienced the battle of Dolifin. The experience finally gave him a sense of alertness that was different from ordinary people.

"Did you notice anything?"

He turned around and asked.

Because of his willingness to help others, his popularity in the Craftsmen Association is relatively good, and the envy of young people has not turned into hatred for the time being.

Therefore, everyone did not contradict, but only seemed a little puzzled.Someone asked, "Chris, have you found anything?"

Chris shook his head.

He was about to speak, but suddenly there was a chill in his heart.

Chris raised his head subconsciously.

He looked in the direction of the street where the reinforcements of the Chosen One had entered, but at the moment it was unusually quiet, but the silence was not reassuring.

In just a moment, in his field of vision, one, two, twos and threes of the callers in blood-colored battle robes fled from that direction in a panic.

- It's from the Jeffreys Red Shirts!
Chris thought to himself, but he had never seen such a look on the other side—on the faces of the Musketeers—they looked like they had seen a ghost, and their expressions were full of panic.

At this time, the other party quickly saw them in this direction, and immediately shouted to them:
"quick--"

It's just that before the words fell, those people stood still as if possessed by demons, and even maintained their original running posture, motionless, as if time had been stagnant.

From behind them, a gray ripple visible to the naked eye is extending along the sides of the block. Wherever it passes, the brown-red and tile-green roofs, flower beds, and gleaming metal rails on both sides of the street are one by one. lose color.

Chris's pupils shrank wildly when he saw this scene.

He suddenly remembered a legend that was long lost in El Pashin—it had traveled on this earth with the most terrifying rumors many years ago, but then those wings that covered the sky fell, that Many memories of the era are also dusty.

Along with it is an old adage:

Don't forget the dead enemy.

But what is the dead enemy?

People don't know.

And at this moment, Chris finally remembered, just like the scene he heard in Dolifin, under the wings of death, darkness is quietly shrouding the world - a pair of golden pupils are staring at the earth.

The fire of Venus, falling into the dust.

Those who have seen its wings have also witnessed death.

Behind the dark dragon.

It is disaster.

And that ash that devours everything is the shadow of the demise of everything.

"run!"

He blurted out.

And the young people didn't need his reminder at all. As long as they saw this strange scene, most of them turned around and scattered.

But most of them fell to their knees one after another before they had time to run a few steps.Even Chris himself felt a heavy sinking in his mind the moment he turned around.It seems that the whole world is turned upside down, and a pair of golden pupils are watching everyone from the sky.

The enormous pressure made him fall to his knees.

And before losing consciousness, the last scene Chris saw:
It is the dark clouds that are separating, and a huge vortex is appearing above the clouds.

It seems to be a passage connecting two worlds, and there is something huge that is showing its shape from the passage at this moment...

……

Above the Crown Plaza, the icon of Marlan was completely shrouded in shadow.

On the steps of the Silver Tower (hall), among the people in jet-black robes who raised their heads, the head of the one was flashing with scorching flames—and that was not some kind of description, but a real existence. a sea of ​​purple flames.

The firelight reflected its face, but it was only an outline drawn by a shadow, where light and darkness were intertwined, as if reaching a dark abyss.

"The Lord has come."

The throbbing flames and shadows raised their hands high, as if guiding something to come to this world.

His voice was full of hoarseness, but he couldn't restrain himself from raising it:
"We're back too."

In that purple flame.

With a trace of pity, he is looking down at the whole city.

The grayness of death is flowing down the city of El Pashin.

Block by block, it dimmed this bright city, and wherever it passed, there were still two sides at war, but in an instant it became silent.It was as if time had stopped and moved the city of craftsmen into a fragment of another time and space.

The more than ten guilds of El Pashin were continuously attacked below. At this moment, they seemed to realize that the situation was not right, and they were retreating from some blocks.Seen from above, those people are like ants fleeing in a hurry.

A bunch of poor bastards.

There was a sneer in the throbbing flames and shadows.

The opponent may still think that he is only one step away from victory.

sad.

For generations, the elves of Noumerim have left the world to those of their choosing - but they still miscalculated.Short-lived species are difficult to hold, as they have prophesied in every generation.

This legacy, broken world, will no longer be a cage.

"fair enough."

A thought flashed in the hearts of the throbbing flames and shadows.

Countless time has passed, they have long forgotten the scenery of their hometown, and only the anger of revenge remains in their hearts.

So, let's start by burning everything in this world.

This hateful.

The world after the stargate——

……

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