Sword of Daybreaker

Fading, barren, and vast, everywhere is full of distorted and abnormal visual dislocation.

Modil sat in the empty seafarer’s dining room, feeling that he was trapped in a weird and abnormal time and space. Everything he saw and heard here seemed to be separated by a thick curtain, and before his eyes This thickened and strengthened window is the manifestation of this curtain—the vast but desolate "desert" outside the window is the other side of the curtain. On that side, the truth that he has been pursuing for a long time is hidden. .

However, he has a feeling...For himself now, there is also a place he should never set foot.

Those two voices had gone away, and the whole world fell into silence. He looked at the desert outside the window, and saw the huge figure leaning on the throne or altar as if it had fallen into absolute stillness, with gray-white cracks all over its body. Suddenly, as if he had come alive, it began to gradually spread around. Behind the extremely huge black figure, deep in the desert, he vaguely saw some scenes like mirages, and there seemed to be a faint blackness. The city appeared there, but in an instant it disappeared between the heaven and the earth as the pale wind and sand swept past...

Suddenly, Modil felt the surrounding environment shake for a while, and the chaotic light and shadow filled his sight in the next second. All of the disappeared sounds returned to perception. The conversation of adventurers and the mechanical operation in the cabin deep. The sound, the sound of the waves and the wind, and the huntress Miss Laura's slightly nervous shout: "Mr. Modil? How are you Mr. Modil?!"

The old mage finally broke free from the trance like a soul separation, and the swaying and chaotic light and shadow quickly reorganized into a normal picture. He saw that he was back in the seaman's dining room full of adventurers-brightly lit, The colors are bright, and many faces with a sense of tension show that the tension caused by the disorderly turbulence has not yet dissipated from this place, while the sea outside the porthole has gradually recovered calm, and the terrible storm is over. , The restless magical turbulence over the sea gradually returned to calm, leaving only a few colorful light curtains high above, reminding Modil that the previous storm was not another scene pieced together by his messy and broken memories before dissipating. phantom.

He shook his head vigorously, and finally focused on the huntress in front of him: "I...I seemed to have some hallucinations just now..."

"It's just an illusion?" Seeing the old mage recover, the huntress was obviously relieved, but then her eyes widened, "Don't you remember what happened just now?!"

"Just now?" Modil rubbed his forehead vigorously, "I only remember the storm hit, the magic turbulence...Ah, I still remember I was discussing with you the principles behind disorderly turbulence, and how to verify the high altitude The environment changes...I don’t remember anymore, I just feel like I had a... bizarre dream."

Lola quickly looked around, confirming that no one was paying attention, then lowered her voice and quickly said, "Just now half of your body has suddenly become transparent!! It's near the window-I can even see through Your body sees the opposite pillar! Don't you really remember?"

"Me? The body became transparent?" Modil pointed to himself in amazement, but the huntress in front of him obviously didn't need to joke with him about this kind of thing. "Sorry, I don't remember at all... and others have seen it. Huh?"

"Only I saw it," Laura said with certainty after a moment of recollection-as a monster hunter with keen perception, she has always been confident in her ability to observe, "Everyone's attention just fell outside. On the storm-and the part of your transparent body is just in most of the blind spots of vision."

"That's good." Modil let out a sigh of relief, and then fell into thinking, and began to carefully sort out the incredible visions he had experienced in that short period of time. No matter what the secret behind the vision is, all this happened after he got close to Tarrond, which seemed to confirm his long-term and inexplicable pursuit of this northern continent, which made him faint. Realize that you are going in the right direction.

"Old gentleman, have you ever had this experience before?" Lola couldn't help but asked curiously, her tone of voice had already brought a little extra respect, "What is this phenomenon..."

"I'm sorry, girl, I'm afraid I can't answer you, because I am at a loss now," Modil waved his hand before the other person finished speaking, and at the same time, he took the big parchment book with him. Then he floated up from the side pocket, and the pages of the book shook in the air and turned to a blank page, "So now I need more information to help myself crack this secret-please try to remember what I came from Did it start to behave abnormally? How long did the whole process take? What was wrong with me besides the transparency of the body? What was the environment at the time? How far was the magical turbulence away from our ship?"

Lola was shocked by the series of questions from the old mage, her expression suddenly hesitated, but after noticing the other party's particularly serious expression, she still sighed, and her hesitant expression turned into a helpless smile.

How should I put it... I really deserve to be a self-proclaimed great adventurer. This research mentality that is exceptionally strong under any circumstances is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

...

Standing on the high captain’s seat, Byron stared at the holographic image projected by the magic crystal not far away. The image from the external monitoring device was showing the real-time situation on the sea surface. The image of the "detect distortion" filter effect is displayed parallel to another projection device. On that image, the flow of magic power in the entire area is gradually calming down.

Only then did he lightly breathe a sigh of relief: "The disorderly turbulence has disappeared, and the sea is calming down-we passed by the edge of its limit, it was really breathtaking."

"I said, I won't bump into it," Kassandra snaked to the captain's seat, wrapped his tail around a pillar, and said with his upper body dangling in the air. "You have to trust a professional The navigator's judgment..."

"Seriously, sometimes I can't believe the way you lead," Byron glanced at the siren, and started muttering casually, "Don't forget how you got to Tarrond... "

Cassandra immediately stared: "At least I was in the right direction at the time-you are here for Tyre, we are probably already in Beigang by this time."

Byron's expression froze for a while, reminding a little of his experience of dealing with this group of deep-sea salted fish these days, and he felt a faint pain from his forehead to his toes. He shook his head quickly to collect his thoughts, and almost at the same time, A naval officer's shout suddenly came from below, interrupting the conversation between him and Kassandra: "Talrond! We see the coastline!"

The huge sun volleyed, and there was brilliant sky light falling from the thin clouds. The storm caused by the disorderly turbulence not long ago disappeared like never before, leaving only the endless open ocean and the distant road covered with sunlight. On the glorious coast, large and small ice floes and magnificent icebergs moved slowly back from the edge of the route. The fleet led by Bitter Winter faced the broken white waves, and nine mechanical ships were high. The bow of the ship points far away to the dragon kingdom that has been regarded as a legend for thousands of years.

The people who had been hiding in the ship due to the storm heard the news of the approaching land, and got out of the cabin and deck, and came to the open deck to look into the distance. At this moment, whether it is a free and unrestrained adventurer or a well-trained imperial seaman, facing the completely strange land far away, it is inevitable to get excited and even burst out many emotions——

It was a new continent, and humans (and other intelligent creatures living on the continent of Loren) finally arrived in the new world for the first time after being trapped in the land for such a long time... it is right in front of you!

Byron came to the deck. The cold wind in the polar regions is nothing to extraordinary people like him or well-equipped seafarers and adventurers. The oncoming wind will inspire the heroic hearts of sea pioneers—this An imperial officer who came from a mercenary who had experienced many ups and downs for half his life stared at the undulating coast in the distance, and suddenly couldn't help taking a deep breath: "Talrond--"

Half a minute later, an adjutant wearing a straight military uniform with short brown hair couldn't help but coughed twice next to him: "Sir, don't chant poems if you really can't make up..."

"Who said I want to chant a poem?" Byron shook his face and immediately turned to stare at the adjutant. "I just sighed--how many days have we been floating on the sea, can't you sigh at this time?"

"Of course, you have the final say." The adjutant almost used all his strength to maintain a serious look. At the same time, several dark shadows that suddenly appeared in the distance attracted the attention of him and Byron. Wait, sir, something seems to be flying from the direction of the land..."

Byron immediately raised his head and looked towards the distant coast. After squinting his eyes slightly, he made a little judgment and smiled: "It looks like he is here to meet us-sending a welcome team from such a distance, the dragons are quite enthusiastic. Well."

The dragon flew extremely fast, and long after Byron’s voice fell, the shadows that took off from Tarrond had already reached a distance that ordinary people could clearly see, and the crew and passengers of the fleet began to get excited. The ground waved his arms at the huge creatures. On the Mary on Ice, there were even adventurers who climbed up the nearby high platforms and masts-these cheerful guys shouted and shouted at the dragons on the land and sky far away. With slogans like "New World" or "New Witness" that they think are enough to be the starting mark of a great adventure, they vent their excitement, and vent their excitement, and they also vent their excitement, and vent their wanderings at sea for many consecutive days and accompanying the storm. pressure.

Then, these people will be driven off one by one by the crew members who reacted.

One after another, Guanghua rose from the two frigates behind the Bitter Winter, and the accompanying dragons who served as **** missions transformed into giant dragons, and rose to the sky to meet and exchange information with the compatriots who came to meet the fleet. Gao The majestic low roar of the dragons echoed in the sky, and the roar even shocked the thin clouds in the sky and smoothed the undulating sea.

Listening to the deep roars of dragons, Byron couldn’t help but look to his side—not all the escorting dragons flew into the sky. The black dragon Mokruul was still on the Bitter Winter. Byron passed by. The black dragon, who had been with him for many days, asked, "What are they communicating? It sounds serious."

Mokruul looked up at the sky, and while listening, he casually translated: "Why is it so slow and the road is delayed?" "How much does Loren eat? Can humans be used to food?" "You adopt The dragon egg cracked this morning, so hurry up to have a look after you go back, and you can catch up with the broken shell..."

Byron listened in a daze, and finally couldn't help interrupting Mokulul's translation: "That's it?"

"Ah, that's it, otherwise?" Black Dragon glanced at Byron. "Isn't this a normal greeting?"

"I thought it should be more serious, more... that." Byron opened his hand, as if trying to figure out what "a little bit more" was, but he obviously failed. "I didn't expect... "

"This is not a very serious diplomatic occasion," Mokulul was surprised by Byron's reaction. "Everyone is just saying hello--in fact, we were not used to doing this kind of thing before, but after the war, every one The surviving compatriots have formed a closer relationship than before. Everyone is a dragon from Binhai County, and they all know each other...Speaking of which, isn't it how you humans say hello?"

Byron was speechless for a moment: "..."

At this moment, there was another peculiar flapping sound from high above, which caught the attention of Byron and others.

The sound seemed to be flying straight toward the Bitter Winter, and the sound of breaking through the air also contained the sound of some mechanical device when it was running. This obviously different sound made Byron subconsciously raise his head-a head that was more pronounced than a normal dragon. A small red dragon entered his sight and flew towards the deck.

The red dragon's body is draped with a shining steel armor. The mechanical structure on both sides of the dragon's wings is spreading out the heat dissipation grid, and there is a distinctive iron chin that gleams in the sun, instantly allowing experienced people to judge This is not the dragon of Tarrond, but the "dragon descendant" from the Principality of the Holy Dragon.

Why is there a dragonborn here?

As soon as Byron had such a question, he saw that the shining iron chin had reached a distance of only a few hundred meters from the deck. The sailors nearby could not help feeling a little nervous, but it was just as Byron himself started. When I wondered if the iron chin was going to stab myself to death, a ray of brilliance suddenly enveloped the whole body of the red dragon. The body covered with steel armor shrank rapidly in the brilliance, and a tall figure jumped straight from the sky in a chic and neat manner. On the deck of the Bitter Winter.

With a "bang", the red-haired figure fell on one knee in front of Byron's eyes-this is a height enough for ordinary humans to fall to death, but she slowly stood up unharmed, and her eyes fell on worship. Lun.

Byron looked at the lady who had fallen from the sky in surprise, and then spoke for a while: "A...Asuna?"

Ashalena, who had just stepped forward, suddenly staggered, and the corners of her mouth shook visibly. She stood there staring at Byron's eyes: "Would you...think about it?"

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