Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 144 Kill the Dawn
It was just dawn.

This is a typical dawn in winter in the wilderness. It seems that the cold mist mixed with frost crystals slowly rises from the frozen water at the edge of the creek. .

Chris Mann and Tom Lawrence, respectively pushing a "Roar Seven" ballista, slowly walked out of the Phoenix Terrace's strategic weapon warehouse.

The "Roar Seven" ballista, which is huge and the size of a stable, does not need to be pulled by horses or cows, but can be pushed slowly by people——

——This is due to the continuously operating large-scale wind array installed inside this imperial-style ordnance, which provides it with sufficient driving power.

It is also because of this that Shuangfengling did not plan to dispatch pack animals or any livestock at all during this dragon hunting operation. It was purely prepared to reach the destination on foot: this was also to ensure the absolute concealment of the ambush before the dragon hunting operation started. .

At this time, the "Lion's Roar Seventh Style" ballista, although it was still covered with dirty felt cloth used to hide people's eyes and ears, had already undergone meticulous overhaul by Master Kobe as early as yesterday and reached a perfect combat state.

However, the imperial incendiary bombs that came with the vehicle from the good brothers of "Pride of the South" were not dispatched this time. Instead, each ballista was loaded with two giant Babylonian dense steel needles that were as thick as arms and sharp-pointed. .

This pile of magical metal projectiles called "steel needles" are actually "giant sticks". It seems that they are more than enough to attack cities and break walls, and they are even more suitable for dealing with huge, rough-skinned and thick-skinned dragons— —

——Although the main force of this battle is the wraith Messi, Shuangfengling will definitely not put all its treasures on an undead creature.

"Where are the lords?" Chris walked out of the gate of the camp with the ballista, looked around, and found no one else in the cold mist.

"They took a step ahead, not on the same path as us." Lawrence shrugged, pointing to Chris, Master Kobe and the three young militiamen who were following behind, "We have six people in the shooting team and headed straight to the ambush location. Just wait for the dragon to show up and fuck the fuck up!"

"Reasonable." Chris nodded.

A group of people pushed the ballista and left the Phoenix Terrace. Before leaving, Chris didn't wait for anyone to tell "Chris to close the door", he ran over and closed the gate of the camp consciously - at the time when the main battle troops went to hunt the dragon. For a period of time, Shuangfengling will undoubtedly be in a weak state of defense, and the security of the territory needs to be paid more attention to.

The journey was long, and no one planned to just walk all the way: not far from the platform, the members of the shooting team scrambled to climb to the top of the ballista as passengers: Lawrence and Master Kobe in a car, Chris and three militiamen The younger generation has a car.

I have to say that the Empire's "Roar Seven" is really well-made. Even if the weight of a few people is suddenly added, as long as the two captains, Lawrence and Chris, are still on the roof and steer with ropes, the two ballistas will be able to fly. Driven by the wind element array, it moves forward automatically and unhurriedly, and even the bumps along the way are not too obvious.

During the journey, the members of the shooting team inevitably began to chatter, brag and fart.

For example:

"Hey, Chris Mann," Lawrence sat cross-legged on the top of the ballista, smacking his lips in boredom, "you're not from Eagle's Rest, are you?"

"No, I'm not." Chris grinned, "My family is in the quarry in Xitu County, east of Eagle's Rest. Later, the business was down, so I bid farewell to my parents and followed my business cousin to Eagle's Rest, It’s an extra way out for myself.”

"Your cousin is in business? Who is it?" Lawrence asked enthusiastically—he had been in Eagle's Rest since he was a child, and his circle of acquaintances was not much smaller than that of Knight Cousins.

"He died in the tide of corpses." Chris shook his head.

"Sorry." Lawrence scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's nothing, so many things have happened, and everyone has long looked down on life and death." Chris Mann, who has become a living dead himself, smiled coolly, "Besides, my cousin's children are still in Eagle's Rest To thrive and not have to follow us to drink the wind and sand of the wilderness, he will know after death, and he probably won’t regret it.”

"Yeah... so many old guys have stayed in Eagle's Rest..." Master Kobe said with emotion behind Chris, "Sometimes I really think about it, we didn't choose to stay in the original territory, but joined the lord. Migration team, is this decision right or wrong..."

"Right and wrong in life are not so simple..." Chris smiled, "For me, wherever the lord goes, I will follow."

"So tell us about Xitu County!" Lawrence grinned.

"What do you want to hear?" Chris pouted indifferently.

"Oh, I heard that you have a special kind of soil..." Lawrence mysteriously leaned over the ballista, "...Uh, it's a kind of 'soil', right?"

"Oh, you said 'shadow dust'." Chris is obviously familiar with this topic, "sometimes when quarrying stones, you will find a large... brother, it is really a large 'shadow dust'." Shadow Dust', just embedded in the soil, like a large piece of truffle--when you touch it with your hand, it will rustle down..."

"So are the rumors true?" Master Kobe asked curiously, "After eating the shadow dust, you will be able to experience majestic illusions... just like our lord advanced?"

"Probably so..." Chris tilted his head noncommittally, "To be honest, our locals don't eat this stuff, but the princes and buddies in the imperial capital are willing to spend a lot of money to buy these psychedelic soils and use them in banquets or beds. On such occasions... and even if the people of the imperial capital don't buy them, the local cults are willing to buy them with gold coins, so those of us who work in the quarry don't actually have any shadow dust in our hands, so we sold them all."

Master Lawrence and Kobe were in awe:

"So, does the cult really exist? In Xitu County? In the former Duke of Igor?"

"Probably..." Chris pursed his lips and pondered, "It should be the Shadow Sect, the Thin Burial Sect, etc... But this is all about my childhood. These folk sects just disappeared...but, seriously, when I was a kid, they still used the illusion of shadow dust to trick people into joining them."

"Those who believe in this stuff will not end well." Lawrence concluded the coffin for these cults.

"Yeah, it didn't end well..." Chris smacked his lips, took out the map from his pocket and glanced at it, "Have we arrived yet?"

During the chat, the two ballistas had unknowingly arrived near a bush. Looking from the back slope of the mountain, they could see the Keel Peak at the farthest end of the field of vision through the fog, and the ambush site a little closer— ——The valley jungle around "Stardew Valley" is gone.

"It's here!" Master Kobe jumped off the ballista like a young boy.

The others frantically pulled the felt off the roof, and pushed the ballista into the bushes for cover.

"For a dragon hunting operation like this, we should bring a few more steel needles." Lawrence muttered.

"How big is a dragon?" Chris asked.

"I don't know...it's half the size of Eagle's Rest Castle?"

"Four steel needles are enough." Master Kobe said impatiently, "Such thick magic metal is enough to smash the dragon's wings."

"That's a giant dragon!" Lawrence rolled his eyes, "We're slaying a dragon, not playing tricks, Master Kobe!"

"so what?"

"We really should have brought a few more steel needles." Lawrence pouted, and began to step on the pedal to wind the ballista.

……

A little farther from the land of cracked souls, in the center of Stardew Valley.

Xia Houyan and Master Laurie folded their arms, staring at the Beacon of the Purgatory Plane on the ground as if facing an enemy.

As for the two cowards, the junior mage Wilson and the elf Welf, they hid far away, obviously not wanting to have any contact with this ominous thing.

"How many times have I told you, don't demonize the plane markers too much..." The resentful Messi, who was floating aside, was full of indignation at the cowardly performance of these Shuangfengling members, " As long as you don't use summoning spells or teleportation spells, this thing is at best a decoration with fragments of the root of the plane, and you can't die if you get close..."

Wilson and Wilf stared at Messi suspiciously, apparently not trusting the words of the undead creature.

It was Master Laurie who smiled wryly and said something fair:

"Mr. Macy, please forgive me. As a magic researcher, I admit that what you said is reasonable, but the problem is that the reputation of 'Purgatory Realm' on the mainland is too bad. We are purely conditioned..."

"That's right, the invasion of creatures from the Purgatory Realm may have caused as many as 11 lives on the mainland. Who can really not be afraid of magic items related to the Purgatory Realm? "The lord lord added eccentrically.

Messi stared at the old and young scum of the magic world for a long time before sighing:

"Okay, then let's make a quick decision - anyway, after the big lizard is killed, what to do with this plane marker is up to you..."

Looking at the expressions of Xia Houyan and Master Laurie, it is obvious that they can't wait to throw this hot gem yam into the Lion Heart River and feed it to the fat head fish.

"So, is everyone in place?" Messi confirmed.

Xia Houyan looked left and right, and after confirming that he, Master Laurie, and the two big pots of the bait group had all arrived, he narrowed his eyes again and looked up at the slopes on both sides of the valley.

"Stardew Valley" is a rare vegetation-covered area in the land of cracked souls. According to local legend, it was once a plantation and pasture for ancient giants to enjoy their lives and enjoy their lives-however, most of the plants here are not edible. The ancient wild species that cannot produce economic benefits, the soil is also highly acidic, so the value of agricultural development in this broken place is extremely limited.

However, as a place to ambush giant creatures, this place is quite suitable.

Although Jahouyan couldn't see any abnormalities on the slopes on both sides under the cover of dense bushes, he knew that the military team led by Juan Clemente and Alice Comstock was preparing to The team, at this moment, has ambushed among these ancient plants. Once the situation changes, they will be able to attack the enemy or rescue them at the first time.

This realization made Xia Hou, who was already a little nervous, relax a little bit.

"The reserve team must be in place." He turned his head and said to Messi, "As for the shooting team, judging from the current weather, they should have already arrived at the scheduled location - if there is no other way to say, this is everything for us It's ready."

Although he has no lungs and does not need oxygen, Messi still made a very vivid inhalation action:

"Okay. Then let's stop talking nonsense, and you magicians, please start to stimulate the magic fluctuations of the plane beacon and attract the dragon!"

Lord Lord, Master Laurie, and Wilson, the three Masters of Frost Maple Ridge surrounded the plane marker on the ground with bated breath.

Although "inspiring fluctuations in magic power" sounds very lofty, it actually belongs to the basic content of magic alchemy: as we all know, the effectiveness of magic items depends on the operation of the magic power circuit in them, and the magic power fluctuations contained in each magic item are also very different;
If a magician with no eyesight rushes to pour a different kind of magic power into a magic item, at least the magic item will be scrapped and paralyzed, and at worst, it will cause a magic safety accident that starts with a violent explosion and ends with a news report.

However, if the infused magic power can be accurately controlled, the magic props will be placed in a subtle intermediate state, causing their own magic power to fluctuate extremely violently. The excavation of many ancient magic props in history is These secret treasures came into contact with the magic disturbance in the space, and its fluctuations were detected by the magician.

Although both Xia Houyan and Wilson can only be regarded as half-players in manipulating magic power, with Victor Laurie, a master old fritter, he can not only guide the magic power of the three of them, further enhance the fluctuation of the plane beacon, and even be able to Limit the diffusion process of the magic wave, so that it only spreads in the direction of the keel peak, so as not to attract the attention of other strong people.

Following Messi's order, the three Masters of Frost Maple Ridge stretched out their hands to the plane marker at the same time. Three magical powers of completely different attributes, like a three-color rainbow, flowed from their palms and poured into the blood-red crystal sphere .

The effect was immediate: the plane beacon half buried in the soil began to tremble violently like a jumping egg under the stimulation of magic power, and the dazzling blood-red light suddenly burst out from its crystal core, and the golden devil sculpture on the outermost layer In his eyes, the scorching crimson flames gradually burned;

At the same time, an extremely powerful wave of magic power rippled from the outer spherical shell of the plane beacon, and then spread to the distant Keel Peak at an extremely sharp and narrow angle under the exquisite control of Master Laurie and go.

The activation process lasted for about 5 minutes, and as the three magicians withdrew their magic power, everything returned to calm.

It was a little too peaceful, to be honest.

Messi stared straight at the Keel Peak in the distance, but he didn't even notice the eagle that could eat chickens, not to mention the giant dragon gliding over.

Only a crow croaked and flew across the wasteland sky.

"Brother, what's the situation?" Xia Houyan asked.

"I don't know..." Messi said angrily, "It doesn't matter, let's try again—I don't believe that there are giant dragons in this world that can resist the temptation of such powerful magic fluctuations!"

(End of this chapter)