There was a flash of light, and the middle part of the tall tower that reached into the sky seemed to be cracking open. The white stones that built the tower were expanding outwards and scattered, disintegrating and falling in the flames, falling from the sky and falling to the ground like raindrops. After crossing a distance of hundreds of meters, it was like a meteor falling into the world.
"Put up the shield!"
Ender raised his head and looked at this scene, stretched out his hand and shouted to his craftsmen.
The alchemists who were watching the scene in the square immediately turned around, ran in all directions, and threw a metal base at the four corners of the square. The magic circle on the base rotated and expanded, eventually expanding into a light blue shield.
The falling rocks became larger and larger in people's field of vision, and crashed against the shield. The citizens in the square screamed and squatted down with their heads in their hands. The screams kept coming one after another. But the falling white stone did not shake the shield at all. After the earth collapsed, the rubble fell and the dust dispersed, leaving an intact blue halo underneath.
Only then did people tentatively raise their heads, with lingering fears still in their eyes.
The sky was filled with smoke and dust, and a dragon wing as black as a shadow was stretching out from the gap on the tower. It occupied two-thirds of the first floor of the minaret. With a slight flap, Just like a butterfly flapping its wings.
There was a long roar, and the sound spread out from the top of the spire like ripples.
Everyone couldn't help but kneel on the ground, covering their ears with their hands unbearably. Their eyes were black, and what hung upside down in their field of vision was an indelible shadow. It was huge, powerful, and... Creatures that exist in fantasy.
The clockwork goblin in mid-air creaked, and even within a radius of several kilometers, it seemed to be falling apart under the scream. Even the audience in the live broadcast room seemed to be able to feel the violent shaking of the screen, and the center of the shaking was a line of white that reached straight into the sky.
with the creatures above the tower.
Shadow Dragon——
In other words, that scandalous name that people in the world spread word-of-mouth.
Black dragon, dark dragon.
'The fire of Venus, falling straight into the dust;'
'The dragon who escaped from the world is here again;'
'Shadows of the past come back to the world——'
Many people couldn't help but look up at the LOGO of the live broadcast room. It happened to be a simple long sword, half buried among the embers of the fire, and while the sparks were flying, a short paragraph was engraved on the sword in simple dwarven characters. words.
Most people don’t recognize it, but they may know its name and meaning from other places:
It was the sword of the hero Shujod, and his sword was named Garapea.
The words engraved on it mean:
'Don't forget the dead enemy——'
Because now, they are back.
The tower shook violently.
The dark dragon opened a hole in the tower, and high-altitude air flow blew in from the outside, causing Fang Plover to lie on the ground with all his strength, and the corners of his clothes rustled. But he had long been accustomed to such scenes, so he reacted before Linn on the side, turned around and shouted to the latter:
"Run quickly, why are you standing still!"
Lin En looked at him as if he was stupid: "How can you run...?"
This is really an excellent question.
Fang Plover looked down and immediately said: "Go to the lower level."
Lin En also reacted at this time and said immediately: "There is a way to the lower level in the hall, but it is not very easy to use."
Not very easy to use? But Fang Yu didn't care so much anymore, and said with a stroke of his hand: "You go there first!"
Lin En didn't dare to waste time, glanced at him, nodded, turned around and crawled in that direction.
Half of the dark dragon's body had climbed out of the tower, leaving only its long tail streaking past the two of them like a snake. She turned around outside and stared coldly into the tower from another gap. of two people. Those golden fire pupils only made Fang Plover shudder.
But he suppressed his composure, looked at the other party with a pale face, and still made a last effort: "Ms. Misu, please wake up."
"The people who went to Dolifen with you back then are still waiting for you to return -"
"Do you remember Mr. Dickert? Do you remember Lincius?"
"He is still looking for you to this day."
"Do you remember Shizu?"
"The hope you left for her at that time has now been received by her."
"But what about yourself?"
"Ms. Misu, you have an extremely noble heart. Please don't be fooled by the power of Nicol Bolas. Please stick to yourself and come back to us——"
There seemed to be a moment of hesitation in the eyes of Venus, but was immediately occupied by cold light.
"Yes, Ed," the gentle voice replied: "I left hope for others, but I forgot myself. I even forgot who I was, and only remembered the endless pain. Maybe today, I will To get back everything I lost."
It spread its wings behind it.
"No!" Fang Plover's expression changed drastically.
The voice changed, becoming cold and low, and said angrily: "The world hates me, but why bother with it? Little guy, give me the Glory of Cang!"
Its wings suddenly fluttered forward, and the black shadow under the wings seemed to turn into substance. Sharp arrows rushed straight towards it, like unfolding lines, each one passing through the tower, a piece of glass With the sound of explosions, the curtain walls collapsed one after another.
"Nicoper Bolas!" Fang Plover yelled angrily.
The fragments of glass collapsed and fell like a waterfall, splashing all over the ground.
The flying glass shards cut several cuts on Fang Pliong's face and hands, and blood beads rolled down in the direction of the airflow. He could only barely hold up the hem of his coat to block it, and rolled it to the side with all his strength. He didn't care about the debris on the ground and just hid behind the exhibits in that direction.
It was an antique-level fearless person, but three shadow arrows came and passed through it. The fearless person instantly fell into pieces and returned to the state of parts.
Fang Yu had no time to regret the loss of a piece of history, and quickly rolled to the side again. Three black lines penetrated straight from his previous position. The marble floor looked like a piece of tofu in front of him.
"catch!"
Fang Plover heard a shout, and he looked up in that direction, only to see Lin En finding a grappling hook from somewhere and throwing it at him. The grappling hook fell beside him with a clang. Fang Yu understood it and grabbed the grappling hook without even thinking.
Lin En pulled the rope hard, and Fang Plover immediately slid quickly in that direction. The black thread followed behind him and penetrated into the ground one after another, each one missing by the slightest.
The seven shadow arrows fell one after another, and Fang Plover also arrived at Lin En's side.
"Thanks." He jumped up from the ground and swept behind him. Fortunately, his coat was thick enough, otherwise it would have been very painful for him to slide on the broken glass behind him.
"This grappling hook has a history of 130 years." Linn felt a little heartbroken.
"Fortunately it didn't break."
Linn looked in the direction of the dark dragon and saw a shadow flash outside the tower, and Nicol Bolas seemed to crawl in another direction.
"It's going to our left, be careful!" Linn reminded.
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the wall there collapsed.
I saw bunches of black threads shooting straight in from the outside. Seeing this, the two of them dwarfed and let the black threads pass above their heads, sweeping across the hall and cutting into pieces the collection inside. But the black line immediately turned towards the two people's positions and shot straight towards them.
Upon seeing this, the two of them turned around and ran wildly in perfect agreement.
"This is not the way to go," Linn shouted breathlessly, "I found something useful before."
"What is it?" Fang Yu asked.
"Pete's super-large shield generator."
"Are you sure that thing can still be used?" Fang Yu asked in a very skeptical tone as he ran.
"It's only twenty years old!"
"only?"
The sound of breaking glass came from behind the two of them, getting closer and closer.
Fang Plover glanced back and quickly asked: "Then where is it?"
"On your left," Lynn shouted, "it has a glass wall and I can't open it!"
Fang Yu immediately looked in that direction, and sure enough he saw what Lin En said was intact in that place. Without thinking, he raised his hand and launched a rocket punch. The pride of the lonely king penetrated the glass with a 'crash' sound, shattering the curtain wall into pieces.
He tightened his grip, grabbed the railing inside and flew over, then fell heavily to the ground like a salted fish.
The floor sank suddenly, and Fang Plover followed him. He suddenly heard a low echo coming from the tower, and he couldn't help but be shocked - the tower of Elfendor is a relic of the elves of Numelin. , unlike today's buildings, the entire tower is buoyant.
However, many of the floors in the tower were repaired later. Fang Lu understood that the sound he heard was the sound of this floor cracking and collapsing.
There was so much structural damage to it that it was about to collapse.
When he saw this, he didn't care that there was still glass shards on the ground. He got up from the ground with all his strength and ran towards the shield generator. However, Fang Yu couldn't help but get a little excited when he saw this thing. Most of what he had learned was the craftsman's production techniques.
And he really doesn't know how to maintain and use these large equipment -
He quickly turned around and asked, "How do you use this thing!?"
Lin En was being chased by streaks of black light all over the place, while shouting: "Open the restraints first!"
"Open it, and then what!"
"Turn on the safety."
"Open it, step three!"
"Connect the magic circuit."
Fang Yu hurriedly operated and shouted again: "Okay!"
"Put the magic crystal in!"
"But I don't have any magic crystals!" Fang Yu broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly shouted to the other party: "Do you have any?"
"I have it!" Linn pulled up his magic furnace and threw it over with all his strength: "The main core crystal of the magic furnace is the magic crystal, insert it!"
Fang Yu rushed over and picked up the magic furnace, pulled out the magic crystal inside three times, and inserted it into the shield generator with force. With a click, the crystal automatically rotated and sank into the groove, and then suddenly lit up. Under Fang Plover's gaze, a faint blue light expanded with the crystal as the center.
It expanded twenty to thirty meters in an instant, covering the core part of the hall at once, forming a light blue light curtain wall.
The black lines outside now fluttered against the wall, eliminated one by one, and could no longer come in.
At this time, Lin En ran to him out of breath and fell to his knees, looking like he was surviving the disaster.
But Fang Yu walked over and pulled him up: "Don't stop, go!"
"Let me rest," Linn said with a pale face, "I'm going to die."
"You are really going to die if you don't leave," Fang Plover dragged the other person towards the center of the hall: "You don't really think that a mere shield generator can stop the dark dragon, do you? Take a good look."
When Lin En turned around, he saw the light curtain that had just unfolded. At this time, it had become flickering under the constant impact of black lines.
His expression changed and he said: "...Our level is too low, the quality of the main core crystal of the magic furnace is too poor, and the magic power reserve is not much."
"The peak state is not much better," Fang Plover pointed to him in one direction: "You underestimate the dark dragon."
Where he pointed, every shadow arrow that had hit the ground before turned into a dense cloud of smoke. They stood upright from the ground, transformed into humanoid forms in an instant, and turned into living minions of the dragon.
When Lin En saw these dragon minions, he couldn't help but suffocated: "Shields can't stop creatures."
"So we have to hurry up," Fang Plover asked, "Where is the entrance to the lower level?"
Before he finished speaking, both of them suddenly felt the ground drop suddenly.
There was a loud bang, and half of the hall sank, as if the entire hall was tilted. The ground broke apart at this moment, and hit the seventy-sixth floor. The two floors suddenly pressed against each other, and the lower floor couldn't bear the strength and once again made a breaking sound.
Then they fell layer by layer, forming a huge gap in front of the two people in an instant.
Linn immediately lost his footing and slid down.
But fortunately, he still had the claw hook in his hand. Fang Plover grabbed the claw hook with his backhand and pulled the opponent back with a strong tug. At the same time, he clawed the ground with his backhand, and Gu Wangzhi's claws were deeply inserted into the floor.
It pulled out a spark on the ground, causing the two people to stop.
There was only a faint splashing sound in my ears, and I saw the exhibits in the hall gathering together like a mudslide, rolling down one after another, and tumbling into the crack below. Almost half a century of history had disappeared here, but neither Fang Pliance nor Lin En had time to feel sad about this.
Because the two of them glanced at the dark crack below, they both felt a little numb.
"...Do you want to go down?" Lin En swallowed and couldn't help but ask.
"Go to hell."
Fang Plover looked up and saw Nicol Bolas above at the crack outside the tower. A pair of golden pupils in the darkness were watching them coldly through the blue light curtain. On the left and right sides of the sloping hall, there were no less than a dozen dragon minions approaching in this direction.
This is almost a desperate situation.
But instead, he became calmer in his heart. He always seemed to have this trait. The more dangerous he was, the more he could calm down.
"We have to think of something," he whispered to Lynn.
"What can I do?" Lin En was also affected by his calm voice and couldn't help but ask.
Fang Plover narrowed his eyes.
A shadow came into his view above the hall——
That tall shadow was firmly fixed on the shelf. Even if the hall tilted, it would not move at this moment.
It was only five meters away from the two of them.
Fang Yu turned around and suddenly asked in a low voice:
"Lynn."
"how?"
"Have you ever driven a Dragoon?"
"ha?"
…
Above the tower, the smoke clouds were slowly spreading.
Su Changfeng, Elfendor's two great craftsmen, Virus and others stopped at the same time and looked towards the city center of Vanrik. On top of the white tower on the line of the blue sky, a pair of dark towers were slowly unfolding. The wings are so profoundly reflected in everyone's eyes.
Around everyone, only Ditke pressed his sword with one hand, his eyes flashed slightly, and he hesitated to speak while watching this scene.
Someone couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "...The boy...can he still be saved?"
But there was silence and no one answered.
The gentle breeze coming from the long lake was blowing across the water, creating ripples that made Su Changfeng's windbreaker stand collar fly.
He lowered his head, put one hand into his pocket, fumbled around, and then took out his communication crystal.
The spindle-shaped crystal was flickering on and off in his hand, emitting a faint red light.
And a voice was coming from inside:
"Captain Su, we are here."
Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads subconsciously.
The clouds are parting.
A slender hull, reflecting the sun, was breaking through the clouds at this moment.
Captain Zhou Zhengyu put down the communicator, gently pulled his white gloves, then raised his head and looked forward - the shadow of Elfendor Tower was appearing deep in his eyes, and he gently lowered his hand. With a slight stroke, he said:
"Ship 571, slow down."
"Open the side hatch."
"Operation Plan No. 3, Plan B."
The captain's room was busy, and every herald was picking up the communication crystal in his hand:
"Lower sail two-thirds."
"The side hatch is opened and the buoyancy drops by 32.7%."
"Guy Engines going into full power."
"The estimated overload time is seven minutes and thirty seconds."
"Combatants enter combat readiness positions."
Amidst the creaking sound, the horizontal wings folded back again - the lower hatch on the side of the floating ship began to swing open up and down, like a ray of light emerging from the darkness, projecting onto the people stationed on the lower floor. On every face on deck.
The white light gradually expanded, allowing everyone to see the scene outside - the blue sky, the white tower standing in the clouds, and the huge shadow above the tower.
There, the dark dragon raised its head, its icy gaze swept across the battleship, but the fire of Venus was fleeting.
Within the deck, there are rows of combat craftsmen wearing gray coats.
"Combat projection begins."
"The opponent is the dark dragon, be careful to maintain your tactical formation——"
"Numbers 1 to 3, expand."
Everyone stepped forward.
The alchemists stood facing each other one by one with the tall shadows beside them. Everyone who received the order at this moment untied the restraint device on the gloves at the same time. After a soft sound, they turned around the uniform metal gloves and raised them in a uniform manner:
Suddenly there was a sound of a lock popping open from underneath the tall structure. It leaned forward, and a streak of fire was drawn under its feet. The first, second and third knight-like structures jumped from the deck. Get up and fall straight into the clouds.
Nicol Bolas was turning around, with this scene reflected in his golden eyes. It suddenly opened its huge black mouth and sprayed out a stream of golden fire.
The blazing golden light pillar reached the sky and disappeared only for a fleeting moment.
Everyone in the square raised their heads.
What was reflected in people's eyes was the faint blue light in the sky, which was the flash of Guy's engine.
Three light spots surrounded the golden light pillar and spread out in an orderly manner, forming a tactical formation and heading straight towards the center of the battlefield.
"It's the Immortal Knight!"
"So many immortal knights!"
"Fuck it, it's our ship!"
"Human reinforcements have arrived!"
The live broadcast room suddenly became excited.
People watched the light points leaving the floating battleship one by one, forming a formation in threes and threes, forming a faint river of light in mid-air. And one end of the river of light is connected to the center of the city of Vanric, the top of the Elfendor spire that reaches straight into the sky, and the dark wings above the spire that press down on everyone's hearts.
At this moment, Nicol Bolas spread his wings vigorously, and the tower shook slightly. It had already flown away from Elfendor for the first time with a trail of smoke, spread its wings in mid-air, and flew straight into the sky. A group of immortal knights among them.
"Dong Yao, Dong Liang, be careful to spread out to the left and right."
A low voice came from the communication channel.
The three structures that bore the brunt of the attack immediately separated to the left and right, and a black light was passing between them - firelight flashed in Nicol Bolas's golden eyes, and black smoke was shining between its outstretched wings. Divide into countless arrows.
Like a dark torrent, it seeped out countless tributaries and spread across the sky.
There was a flash of light reflected in people's eyes.
Countless stardust was flickering in the sky, filling the sky of the entire square.
Soon, fire appeared in the sky. It was the 'knights' who were fighting the black dragon in mid-air. Black lights and blue light guns passed by each other - the flash of the explosion disappeared in a flash. The construct disintegrated in mid-air, and Guy's engine turned into a patch of rain light, floating down.
…
"There are reinforcements!"
When Lin En saw the scene outside in the hall, he couldn't help but scream in surprise.
"It's our people," he turned around, looked at Fang Plover and shouted, "We are saved!"
"You deal with those things first."
Fang Plover pointed at the black smoke clouds that were spreading little by little with evil intentions, and the pieces of dragon minions among them.
"Wait a minute," Linn asked, "Aren't you the combat craftsman?"
"I'm going to start that thing."
Fang Plover raised his head.
There, the slender silhouette looked like a silent ancient knight holding a spear.
In its era, its name once shined brightly, but a hundred years later, many people no longer remember this dragon-slaying knight.
Just like Shuyode's sword, it gradually turned into a legend in the poet's mouth——
It seemed to be an illusory era, but heroes emerged in large numbers.
"Dragon Knight, Huma..." Linn looked at him in disbelief: "...how could you activate it?"
"It's not a possibility," Fang Plover looked at him seriously: "It's a necessity."
He looked outside and couldn't help but remember everything about Dollifen.
What a power that is——
Although I don't want to admit it, the threat that the dark dragon brings to the world is so real.
"Not a few dragon knights took action," Fang Plover replied softly: "The combat craftsmen can't deal with the dark dragon, because you don't understand what it is at all - in their era, the Numerin elves invented alchemy. .”
"Because the birth of alchemy was actually to fight against the dark dragon."
Linn opened his mouth.
Fang Plover looked at Xiuma and said, "I'll activate it, and you can distract the dragon's minions."
He paused for a moment and then said solemnly: "Lynn, I need your help."
Lynn thought for a moment and replied: "Okay, but I have a request."
Fang Plover looked at the latter.
Lin En shook his head: "You promise me first, I will help you lure them away——"
Fang Plover only thought for a moment and then nodded gently.
Linn looked at him and nodded. After a moment of silence, he turned around and walked towards the direction of the dragon's minions without saying a word.
Fang Plover looked in that direction.
Looking at Lin En facing those terrifying monsters, he raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and then extended his middle finger——
Then he watched the opponent turn around and run away in the other direction, taking away most of the dragon's minions until he disappeared to the side of the hall.
He then turned around and saw that there were still a few dragon minions still staying in this direction. However, Fang Plover didn't care too much, he just threw out an Angel to block it behind, then looked forward, threw the claw hook in his hand upwards, and hooked it on the railing there.
He tugged and climbed up.
The legendary dragon knight in history stood motionless and silent, but fortunately the craftsmen were kind enough to fix it with a set of stands, otherwise it would have fallen down together with the other exhibits from the beginning.
Fang Plover grabbed the railing, then turned over and gently stroked its shell with his hand. There was a thick layer of dust on it. He turned back, glanced at the dragon minions behind him, and then asked in a low voice: "How are you, Miss Tata?"
"Can it still be started?"
Miss Goblin was silent for a rare moment and replied:
"It's hard."
"There are two main elements to activating Dragon Knight."
"First, the matching dragon soul."
"Second, Dragon Soul Crystal."
"The Dragon Soul Crystal of the Dragon Knight will usually be made into Dragon Crystal Arms after the birth of its Dragon Knight construct. Do you still remember the Star Dagger? That was my former Dragon Soul Armament."
Fang Yu subconsciously thought of the dagger Miya gave him, and that dagger was the origin of his relationship with Miss Tata. He was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.
Tata then continued to answer quietly: "Xuma's dragon soul weapon is none other than the dragon-slaying sword Jalapea."
Fang Yu was stunned. That thing was in the hands of the owner of Traveler's Rest, Mr. Mazak. He couldn't help but ask: "It's impossible for us to get Jalapea. Is there any other way?"
"Yes," Tata replied: "Although there is no master control crystal, fortunately Huma has lost its owner, and even the original dragon soul has fallen into a long sleep. Under such circumstances, without using Jia La Peya, we also have a way to activate it."
"What are we going to do?"
"Computational power."
Tata's voice was as calm as ever: "Without the master control crystal, we can only rely on huge computing power to achieve it."
"Do we have enough computing power?"
"It's just a try, Mr. Knight," Tata said: "I will try to close some of the Dragon Knight's subsystems and see if we can make it move together."
But she paused: "But there is another problem here. We don't have a suitable dragon soul."
"Miss Tata," Fang Pliong asked again, "Can't you do it?"
"I am a dragon soul specially made for the Fairy Knight. Mr. Knight, my compatibility with Huma is so different that it is difficult to even simulate it."
"Wait a minute," Fang Yu suddenly said, "I have an idea."
"Are you talking about Nini?"
"Wait a minute," Fang Yu said unexpectedly: "When did you even give her a name?"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a milky voice in his head:
"Papa."
"Nini, hug."
Tata looked at him with calm eyes.
The square plover has a black line on its head.
"Okay," he said, "can she?"
"Suppose I simulate the Dragon Knight's computing core, and Nini simulates its master dragon soul," Tata replied: "If we work together, Mr. Knight, maybe we can give it a try."
"But," she changed again: "Mr. Knight, this is not easy. If you try your best, you may only have a half chance."
Fang Plover gently closed his eyes.
He opened his eyes again and looked outside the tower, where there was a flash of light, and the Immortal Knights were locked in a fight with Nicol Bolas. But on the surface, the battle seems fierce, but for the dark dragon, from the beginning of the war to this moment.
It doesn't seem to have suffered any real damage.
At this moment, a decisive light flashed in his eyes, and he gently placed his hand on the dusty shell:
"But it once defeated Nicol Bolas, Lady Tata."
"Now that the old enemy has made a comeback, I believe it must also be longing for the same glory." Fang Plover raised his head, looked at the tall and silent 'ancient knight', and said softly: "Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, we must still try. one time."
Tata looked at him.
Just nodded slightly.
"As you wish, Sir Knight."
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