Even taking the entire battlefield as a scale, the explosion of the Shadow Man's aerial ship attracted the attention of everyone on the vast battlefield.
The center of the explosion produced a brilliant light like the birth of a supernova, instantly lighting up the dark clouds. The magic flames were escaping in all directions along with the rushing fire, forming a halo of unprecedented scale.
The giant white ring seemed to be a faint water pattern, slowly sweeping over half of the shadow people's fleet, and then gradually disappeared.
What seemed slow from a dozen miles away was completely different at and near the center of the explosion. The vast white light swallowed up everything in an instant. The sailboat approaching the center of the explosion was directly reduced to ashes, along with the shadow figures and structures on the ship. The costumes were destroyed together.
Almost all the frigates that left the formation were destroyed, and most of the air combat structures they launched were lost, along with the second batch of Lancers arriving from the Seven Seas Traveler.
A little further away, the huge floating ship was also pushed to move in the opposite direction of the explosion.
People even saw a third-class battleship hit the side of a light frigate. The unfortunate frigate was broken into two pieces and capsized under the clouds.
Different from the previous two suicide bombings, this one that occurred in the center of the Shadow Man's fleet directly caused chaos in it.
The formation can no longer be maintained, because the sailboats have been crowded together in chaos, all kinds of detection crystals have failed, and even communication has been interrupted for a moment——
The originally organized defense methods had been completely lost at this moment. All the ships were pushed back passively by the huge impact force, and the Nightmare Furnace structures gathered on the deck were also in pieces.
And to a certain extent, this means that Fang Plover and his party can travel unimpeded.
Silver flying ropes have already been hooked up to the sides of the third and fourth floating ships, and craftsmen are climbing up and onto the deck.
"Three people in the first group have lost contact."
"There are ten people left in the second group."
Fang Plover was the last one to arrive. Hearing the announcement coming from the communication crystal in his ears, he raised his head and looked into the air.
The sea of clouds at dawn was still groggy, and amid the rain, the Shadow Man's fleet was still trying to reorganize its formation and regain the initiative on the battlefield.
But the fourth salvo of the Chosen Fleet that broke through the sky broke their illusions. The golden flames were like blooming flowers, beautiful and deadly.
Exploding clouds of fire and smoke shattered the last hope of the Shadow Man fleet. One after another, the burning floating ships dragged their long tails of flames into the sea of clouds, making them realize that they could not help themselves. Pay the price and regroup.
In fact, this salvo plunged the Shadow Man's fleet into further chaos.
Only then did Fang Plover look away and take a look at the messy scene in front of him - two floating ships were colliding with each other, the figures on the deck were missing, and the Nightmare Furnace structure was staggering and fell to the ground.
He counted the number of people and found that the combat team had less than ten people, but the current situation was sufficient. He waved his hand directly and ordered everyone to launch a force attack from the front and break into the magic cabin.
So people saw a strange scene next.
The craftsmen captured one enemy aeroplane after another, leaping from ship to ship like a swarm of nimble jumping spiders.
The other aerospace ships not only did not dare to fight back at this moment, but even tried to avoid it.
In fact, the Shadowman's fleet is scattering, and all the sailboats are turning around in unison, avoiding these terrible Chosen craftsmen like the plague.
That's the intimidating power of more than ten people against a fleet——
This is probably a unique scene in the history of air battles in Etalia, and it will be engraved in the hearts of everyone who witnessed this scene and will be recorded in history forever.
A dazzling light was exploding behind Fang Yu and his party.
The blooming white buds were like pure and flawless light, and the tiny stamens pulled out from them swept across the shadow man's fleet and scattered it.
The craftsmen could still encounter some weak resistance at the beginning, but later they were invincible wherever they went.
But they slowed down.
Not only because the manpower has begun to become insufficient, but more importantly because the Shadow Man's fleet has moved away to a distance that they cannot reach.
But everyone looked at this scene with their mouths wide open, because they even saw that when the craftsmen arrived on a sailboat, the shadow captain on the ship actually abandoned the ship and ran away...
Fang Plover actually watched the flame leap into the sea of clouds and fly far away in the direction of other sailboats.
He was also slightly surprised in his heart. It turned out that the shadow people were also afraid for a moment, and he didn't know what their believers, those who had taken refuge in them, would think when they saw this scene.
Yes, where can there be eternity and immortality in this world? Even gods have a moment of eternal sleep.
What those people are pursuing are nothing but false things.
He turned around and reached out to hold Kaka, who was about to throw a fire djinn out. The latter was still a little dazed and turned to look at him with blood on his face.
Fang Yu pointed at the Nightmare Furnace structures still on the ship. After the Shadow Man escaped, the red light in the eyes of these structures dimmed, and they fell to the ground one by one.
"The Shadow Man's fleet has already moved away," Fang Plover said, finding that his voice was unexpectedly hoarse. He had been too focused before and had not noticed this at all: "There is no need to destroy this ship, just occupy it."
"Just the three of us?"
Kaka pointed at himself, and the other remaining craftsman, there were only so many people left in their team.
Fang Plover nodded.
The rain above the sea of clouds became lighter, and some blood flowers floated in the sky. The rain froze on my body, making me feel slightly chilly.
He looked in that direction again, and saw that the fleet of Shadow Man that was retreating was in pieces, and the fate that awaited them was already doomed.
The fleet of the Holy Chosen passed through the empty sea at this moment, and the silver shadow appeared in front of the Shadow Man fleet, but this time, the offensive and defensive momentum had been reversed.
The dispersed Shadowman fleet could not possibly be an opponent of the tightly-organized Holy Chosen fleet, not to mention that the commander of the Redcoats of Jeffrit ordered the fleet to occupy a favorable position when they were still in a frightened state.
So by the time the moviegoers reacted and realized that the crisis was approaching, it was already too late.
The flames of destruction poured down like a red sea of fire, drowning the Shadow Man's fleet.
The Shadows had long lost their confidence in winning, and at this moment they finally collapsed. After only two volleys of fire from the Chosen fleet, they began to flee.
The collapse of one corner of the battlefield was undoubtedly the prelude to a great rout, and the encirclement of the entire Saint Chosen fleet's left, center, and right wings finally took shape.
Even those who are completely unaware of the battlefield situation should understand which side the balance on the battlefield is leaning towards at this moment when they see this scene.
What's left is just pursuit and escape, as well as the previously agreed-upon, effective battle of annihilation.
At this moment, a screen of light appeared in front of Fang Plover——
In the communication window, Bai Xue glanced at the former with curiosity on his face, as if he was sizing up who this young alchemist was.
Then the knight lady showed a hint of appreciation in her eyes: "Congratulations on successfully completing the mission. I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the entire fleet."
"Thanks to everyone, we have minimized the losses, which will undoubtedly be crucial for the subsequent battles."
Fang Plover looked back.
There were only three people left on the deck: him, Kaka and another craftsman, and except for him, everyone was covered with injuries.
There are four people left on Hongye's side. There were more than twenty people at the time of departure, but now there are only a few people left.
They did create a miracle, but it didn't come without a price.
Bai Xue seemed to have noticed this, and her eyes flickered slightly: "It is you who have made the final decision and decided the outcome."
"But all the sacrifices are worth it because people see it...it will be etched in every one of our hearts."
The craftsman looked at Fang Pliance with admiration in his eyes, and said in a completely convinced tone: "Captain Ed, do we have any other tasks next?"
Fang Yu glanced at the other party and replied: "Let's take a good rest. This battle is just the beginning, and it is far from the end. There is still a battle waiting for us, and everyone must be prepared to pay the star's glory. Prepare, even leave forever—"
The man was startled.
Kaka on the side couldn't help but shrugged: "I hope they remember my overtime allowance, and if we just return to the Star Gate like this, will it be considered an accidental work injury?
A bright light is lighting up the sea of clouds.
The shining firelight is fixed on the young man's face——
That was just the light exploded by the Shadowman's floating ship. It was different from the explosion of the Nightmare Furnace. The flow of light intertwined with golden and red flames was like bright fireworks falling slowly.
It was a devastating scene on the battlefield. The trumpet of victory had sounded. Although it was only temporary, it was still enough to make every audience standing in front of the live broadcast room breathe a sigh of relief.
They seemed to have clenched their hearts at the beginning of this battle, and it was only at this moment that they could put down the high-pitched stone in their hearts.
With the victory or defeat already clear, Shadowman's fleet retreated like an avalanche and melted away like ice and snow.
It turned into flames and billowing smoke that filled the sky.
The Chosen One wins!
Even if it was just a win, it was still worthy of people cheering with joy. They shouted loudly and released the suppressed situation in their hearts to their heart's content.
Victory is always joyful, and the kind of sympathetic victory is enough to pull people into the same scene and let them taste the sweetness of hope after despair.
"Incredible."
In the darkness, the wandering horse couldn't help but blinked slightly and whispered.
He seemed to have returned to that moment, back to the El Pasin arena. At that moment when everything seemed to have settled, he watched the boy from Kapka turn the impossible into possible.
The scene of turning the tide always makes people tremble from the bottom of their hearts. All the courage and emotion, the pursuit and desire for victory, seem to have been perfectly answered at this moment.
"Do you know why I pay attention to super sports, Mr. Su Changfeng?" He turned around and suddenly asked the other party an irrelevant question.
Su Changfeng shook his head.
The wandering horse looked at the scene and replied quietly: "Originally, I thought the desire to win was a very boring thing, and would always cause people to fight, some meaningless fights... But what I like , are actually more peaceful things, those beautiful and precious things...
Sometimes I wonder why people are always so keen on barbarism when there is so much beauty in this world. You know I've been on the front lines and I've seen the bestiality in people at their most chaotic, and that's what I've always wanted to avoid..."
"But then I realized that I was wrong. Competition is different. What is hidden behind the hard work and sweat is not the battle itself, but perhaps another kind of emotion."
"Are you touched...?"
It was the first time Su Changfeng heard someone describe super competition like this.
The wandering horse nodded: "The things carried by the chosen ones may just be the dreams and hopes of others, because those people who are destined to be unable to show themselves on the highest stage also have the same aspirations. dream.
They place those dreams on the people we like, so the halo of heroes given to them is actually just another meaning of the Chosen One.
People hope to see another part of their lives shine brightly on this stage.
And when we look at the courage shown by those who bear expectations, and all the positive and upward things, we seem to feel the same. They are all the praises we hope to receive in this era.
It is the future of mankind and the self-improvement of civilization. "
This may be the true meaning of the Chosen One’s existence.
Su Changfeng was quiet for a moment, his eyes reflecting the light on the screen. At this time, a military staff member came in from the outside and handed a report into his hands.
The other party whispered: "We will enter in five minutes."
Su Changfeng nodded slightly. He looked at the page of the report, then put it away silently. After a moment, he said to the wandering horse: "Actually, I have seen this scene before."
The wandering horse couldn't help but be stunned.
Su Changfeng continued: "It was about thirty years ago..."
He slowly told the story.
“...I come from a military family. My father and grandfather were both soldiers of the Republic, and I am naturally proud of this identity.
After I graduated from the military academy with honors, I had the opportunity to join the aerospace force that was widely seen at the time, and even serve on a starship.
But it was at this time that I received a transfer order to join a newly established department. That department was supposed to be a classified project at the time, but you've all heard its name by now.
That was the predecessor of the Stargate Port Special Garrison Force. "
But in that era when Aitaria was not yet familiar to ordinary people, the two wars between humans and the kingdoms on the other side of the Star Gate had just come to an end. Peace finally came after a long period of turmoil, and the Chosen Ones Plans are also on the agenda.
It was an era when everything was in the ascendant, and the Stargate Port Special Defense Force seemed to be destined to step down from its birth and let the new recruits become the protagonists, while the supporting roles were voluntarily placed behind them. character of.
How could Su Changfeng, who was still a proud and arrogant young man at that time, not resist such an order from the bottom of his heart?
"But I am a soldier," Su Changfeng replied calmly: "It is my duty to obey orders and arrangements, so I went to the other side of the Star Gate."
"And my understanding of the Chosen One changed until after everything happened..."
It was a war that changed the face of the Chosen.
They are no longer speculators, bounty hunters, and gold diggers, but heroes from all major competitions in Aitaria.
In Oshur, they completely ended all doubts in the past, and elevated the identity of the Chosen One to the level of a messenger of exchanges between two civilizations.
Hence the "Stargate Declaration" and the true code of conduct for the chosen ones after the Suva Declaration.
That war thirty years ago undoubtedly shaped the history of Stargate for nearly half a century.
It also shaped the two people's understanding of the forerunners at this moment.
…
"attack!"
"attack!"
"You have to attack me no matter what!"
Above the ground, the twilight has dimly parted the horizon, but above the battlefield, the dawn has not yet revealed.
Several armies formed by the Chosen Ones are fighting together with the Gray Knights of the Crow's Claw Temple. The tides of gray, black and white are always in a stalemate.
But the light above the sea finally lit up the battle on the ground at this moment. The sailboats that emitted bright explosions fell from the sea of clouds one by one. You only need to raise your head to see clearly what is above your head. The situation of that great war.
The chosen one prevails.
Silver Veslan prevailed.
The combined forces of the Silver Forest Spear and the Jefrit Redcoats were victorious.
The Dragon Alchemist seemed to have decided the outcome of the battle once again.
The flash of the explosion, like the fireworks of victory, ignited the blood in everyone's heart.
Flags were erected one after another, and the selectors who seemed to be in decline seemed to have an astonishingly high morale in an instant, and the front line on the battlefield actually moved forward.
Then, people finally heard the voice they had been waiting for for a long time from the communication channel, which was a somewhat calm reply:
"The attack front of Crow Claw Temple is breaking away from us. This is the Song of the Sacred Grove Guild. Everyone on the front line, thank you very much for your support."
"We are regrouping and will join you soon. Please hold on, victory is ahead."
Voices with different tones were coming from the communication channel.
Guild of Song of the Sacred Grove.
Woodland Unicorn Guild.
Charter City Sword and Shield Guild.
Twenty-two guilds, all twenty-two gave accurate answers at this moment.
Reinforcements have arrived, and the pre-dawn break is tearing apart the deepest darkness.
Those exhausted and kneeling on the ground; those soldiers covered in blood and almost unrecognizable; those warriors who are walking out of the temporary resurrection altar and are about to rush to the front line again.
At this moment everyone raised their heads.
They saw sharp swords raised on the battlefield. The swords reflected the glow of the sun and were shining with the brightest light.
The sword blades were tilted towards the last position occupied by the Gray Knights of the Crow's Claw Temple. It was the last line of defense in front of them. At this moment, there were only shouts like a tsunami on the battlefield:
"The trumpet of victory sounds for the Star Gate!"
"The fireworks of victory are set off for the chosen ones——!"
That was a promise made thirty years ago, and it has come true again nearly half a century later.
…
The Stargate Battle is over.
Tomorrow we will start to finish the first half of the third volume.
(End of chapter)
