Corinthian city, Grand Saint Laurent——
The brass nameplate that has remained unchanged for thousands of years on the site of No. 14 Street is one of the symbols of the city's identity. It is the seat of the Federation of Corinthian-Ithurian Craftsmen. The history of that ancient building with a crystal dome Second only to the Royal Post Office, the Caulin-Ithurian Chamber of Commerce Agency, and the Saint Laurent City Hall, it was established before the glorious era, and its reputation even surpassed the ancient royal city itself.
The huge differential engine was making a deafening roar under the crystal dome. Every gear was running nervously, and long strips of paper were spit out from each bayonet. Little monsters from the lowlands - they can move through the gaps in machinery in an orderly manner because of their size advantages. Although this is not safe, the Craftsmen Guild does not care about this.
They hired these lowlanders to operate these machines - the gnomes pulled off the paper tapes, rolled them into bundles, sorted them and sent them to different departments.
The atmosphere in various departments has long been like a powder keg, and it only needs a spark to ignite. The faces of the great craftsmen were as dark as water, and the people in charge below were all furious. The clerks were rushing through various departments, and the sound of arguments could be clearly heard even beyond No. 14:
"Check again, where are the crystals of Elpaxin and Gula Port on the crystal network, and why are there abnormalities in the data? As for Kapka, there is no news at all? The Defense Department of Killing Thousand Swords, and those fighting craftsmen Can't you help me at this time?"
"The data is still abnormal, are you just doing it for free? Doesn't every node in the North have a magic check valve, how could it leak out? There is an unknown authority in the crystal network, check it out, find it out for me! "
"The third crystal is not in the territory of Kaolin-Ishulian, so don't worry about it for now. Does this also need my permission? What do the departments below do? Please ask for instructions and call your person in charge. If he doesn't want to do it anymore , just ask me to resign and go home!"
The heads of the departments responsible for maintaining the main crystals all boasted and stared, but they were helpless to deal with the anomalies in El Paxin, Gula Port, and even the entire Northern Crystal Tower. The Crystal Tower has never considered remote maintenance since it was first built. Although each of them has been famous for a long time, they cannot fly to the north.
The president of the Craftsmen Association, Falaise, was frowning his snow-white eyebrows. In the past, this short president might have been the loudest one here. But since taking on the responsibility of leading the craftsmen, he has become much more restrained than before.
"Mr. Falaise, what is the situation in Elpaxin? Does the Artisan Association have the overall control of the crystal network? Can we cut off the supply of magic power to Elpaxin and Gula Port first?"
The person standing behind him and asking was obviously a person dressed very differently from the aborigines. There were several people in black coats behind him. At a glance, it was obvious that they were people from the Stargate Foreign Affairs Agency, or even military attachés.
"No, I don't know." Falaise tugged on his long beard and answered decisively. Compared with his calm appearance on the surface, he was extremely anxious in his heart. No one knew the current situation better than him. Those who killed a thousand swords——
Could it be that he became the first craftsman president in the history of the Craftsmen Association to be ousted less than half a year after taking office? What's more, how should the Craftsmen's Association explain to the royal family what happened in the North and how they lost that place?
There is still big trouble on the Treasure Stick Coast.
And the newly crowned King, His Majesty, does not seem to have a good heart.
But what he was more worried about was actually something else——
The short president was frowning and staring at the huge crystal on the tower, but at this time, an accident happened again. A burst of exclamation suddenly erupted not far away, and a strong, flickering light emitted from the crystal on the tower.
"No, the flow of magic power has accelerated!"
Falaise was taken aback and immediately rushed to the railing and shouted down: "Make it stop -!"
The craftsmen in various departments below are in chaos.
In the chaos, someone rushed towards the crystal tower.
But it was too late, and the flickering light on the crystal was now woven into a dazzling light, and it even seemed to have cracks in it, as if it was going to explode in the next moment.
Falaise was stunned.
But the visitor from Earth behind him reacted quickly. A man in a black coat rushed up and grabbed him and dragged him backwards. Falaise felt like he was being pulled back like a piece of wood. He just stared blankly at the flash of light, as if he had already seen how it exploded.
Behind that is the miserable future of the North and what will happen after he steps down.
But at this moment, what he was shouting in his heart was another line——
No, Dragon Soul No. 5!
That boy who killed a thousand swords!
Falaise closed his eyes, but the earth-shattering explosion did not happen the next moment. The light seemed to disappear, and there was silence in the hall.
The 'black coat' protected him under him before. After waiting for a long time, Falaise realized what he was doing. He was filled with doubts in his heart. He even forgot about his self-restraint as the president and did not express his gratitude to the other party. He just quickly got up and looked outside——
But where is the big explosion outside?
The tower is still standing there safely, and the giant crystal on it is still intact. The previous scene seems to be an illusion.
In the hall at this moment, not only Falaise, but every craftsman still here seemed to be under a restraining spell. Except for the little dwarfs who were so frightened that they hid under the table and shivered, everyone was looking at each other. The deputy stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
"What's going on here?"
"The magic in the Ethernet has dissipated!?"
After a long while, someone below exclaimed.
"What just happened, Mr. Falaise?" The consul from the Stargate agency asked: "What is going on? The magic has dissipated. Is this good or bad?"
But the short president acted as if he had not heard anything and shook his head dully:
"How would I know?"
"How am I supposed to know what's going on?"
He stared at this incredible scene and muttered to himself.
…
There is a 'click' sound.
It was like breaking some kind of silence.
The stagnant time in Crown Square was shaken at a certain moment, and a crack grew from the gray world.
Under the icon of Malan, the tall figure with leaping flames and shadows suddenly let out a howl similar to that of a wild beast. It was raising its head in pain, covering its face with its hands, purple flames In an instant, it spurted out from between his fingers, swallowing up his long sleeves and robe.
The raging flames ignited its entire body in an instant, turning it into a twisted flame that burned like a torch, causing it to kneel on the ground, wail and writhe.
Above the square, the gray world is being fragmented, and the people trapped in it seem to be sleeping in a huge piece of amber - and the amber is cracking, growing dense cracks, and the people sleeping in it are blinking lightly. Check your eyes.
The first time.
Then came the second blow.
Finally someone slowly opened his eyes.
The gray cracks are widening, and a certain link in the stagnant time that imprisons the entire city of Elpaxin has finally broken.
The stagnant world is fading away little by little.
And the same scenes were also staged everywhere in El Paxin City.
From Block 9, to the inner and outer ring road, from the commercial street to the craftsman area, from the upper and middle city areas, all the way to the outer city ring at the bottom, the lower city area, and the civilian area.
The city guards gathered here, the knights from the Oak Shield of Tapolis, the Sword of Quilin, the Spear of the Silver Forest, the Chosen from dozens of guilds such as Howling in the North, even listened to the call, A militia formed spontaneously in the city, as well as reinforcements from the craftsmen's association.
Some of them are occupying the twelve city gates of Elpaxin, some have already entered the inner ring road, some are breaking through the defense lines from the lower city, and some are fighting against the Gray Knights and the believers of the Crow's Claw Temple. Battle for control of seventeen skyblocks.
But without exception, they are all imprisoned in a certain moment in time.
Until now——
Everyone wakes up from their dream.
Everyone is watching this scene happening in front of them with some strangeness:
The silent city of Elpaxin has a sky densely covered with dark red clouds in the background. Above the spiers of the high city, a purple halo is shrouding the city.
In that halo, a beam of silver light shot straight into the sky, piercing the clouds. Above the clouds, a slowly rotating, black hole-like exit opened.
The confused sky seems to have been divided into two. Near the exit are scattered the shadow man's fleet, the Silver Alliance's fleet, the Star Gate's fleet, the giant's descendant's fleet, and the aboriginal fleet, all intersecting with each other, but the fighting has already begun. stop.
Because everyone is only watching that scene quietly at this moment:
A dark red star is hanging high on the top of the deep sky, flickering and extinguishing like a heartbeat. Every beat of it breaks away from the original illusion and becomes more real.
Get closer to the world.
Every time the dark red light flashes, everyone's heart sinks a little.
What's wrong?
People were at a loss.
Teleport is on?
We...failed?
Viewed from the ground, the towering spire of El Paxin seems out of reach. There is silence in that direction, as if the offensive has failed.
There was only a small icon standing there quietly, the Lady of War in Aitaria, the giver of justice and judgment, the compassionate lady, but she was just silently watching the city that was heading towards destruction.
Until, a flash of light lit up.
It seemed like a faint flame flashing across the dark sky.
The tiny red flames that flickered at first were just passing through people’s peripheral vision——
But some people still noticed:
"what is that!?"
Someone said something.
People raised their heads and looked at an insignificant firelight rising from the dark clouds against the sky-high silver light.
It is like a fleeting dark star on a summer night. It is not bright, but it is enough to leave an eternal light in people's eyes.
A small flame plummeted down from the dark clouds, and its flickering light seemed to draw a bright line between this collapsed world. One end of the line was pointing straight in a certain direction...
That's on top of El Pasin's spire.
The crown of this city of craftsmen.
Silver Hall.
…
Fang Yu gently took away the claws of the tall figure dancing with flames and shadows from around his neck.
He just stood there, watching quietly as the other party wailed and knelt on the ground. Flames were shooting out from everywhere on his body, devouring him in an instant. The purple fire like claws could burn everything along it. The thing spread, and he gently let go of his hand until the flame had time to touch his fingers.
As if what was loosened was not the body of a tall creature, but a section of charcoal. The tall figure knelt down, and then broke in the middle. The whole body became torn apart and rolled down on the deck.
Fang Plover watched the flames burning on the deck, and then gradually extinguished. After the sparks dispersed, only a human-like wreckage remained - the sparks dispersed farther away, igniting more places in the cabin. Turn the entire remaining floating ship into a beam of torch.
But Fang Yu seemed to ignore this scene. He only picked up his magic gloves, put them on again, turned around, held the cabin with one hand, and looked down through the raging flames. .
The shadow there is the city of Elpaxin.
The port leaning against the cliff is now almost clearly visible, and the starting point of the floating twelve-ring street block is just a line of silver, and it is also zooming in the field of vision at this moment.
But in the center of his gaze, what was really flying towards him was the silver tower.
The square under the tower.
Icon with Marlan.
The strong wind howled, Fang Plover stretched his hand back, and it was like a silver thread leading a lion's gun not far away to fly to his hand. He shook his hand, and then two clockwork goblins emerged from the darkness, one on the left and the other on the right. It flew out and stopped behind him.
Fang Yu held the lion gun in his mouth and stared at the silver tip of the tower that was getting closer and closer. While adjusting the winch on the magic glove, he said vaguely:
"Ms. Alessa."
"Listen," the roaring voice in my mind sounded, "that guy's body is in the crystal tower. It suffered a big loss from me in the world of your will, but I have been dormant for a long time, and now It’s not powerful enough to kill it directly.”
She paused: "You only have one chance to take action."
Fang Plover didn't answer.
He has experienced too many similar situations, and it has already hammered his heart into an incomparable firmness.
Compared with him, those Chosen Ones who entered this world at the same time as him might not even have left the novice stage.
He didn't even think about the battle in front of him. Instead, the scenes he had seen before flashed through his mind. Those scenes he saw in his hallucinations, that girl, where did they come from? Why do I have relevant memories?
Why do you feel familiar?
He was silent for a moment, then shook his head slightly:
"Help me, Ms. Alessa—"
"No need to say more."
Alyssa snorted coldly.
…
The battle in the sky continues.
But at the edge of the battlefield, the floating ship suspended here lost power and became almost stationary.
There were still scattered fights on the deck. The boatswain was dealing with the Nightmare Forge creatures emerging from everywhere. He waved his scimitar and cut off the arm of a Nightmare Forge. He then turned around while the opponent lost his balance. With a flying kick, the opponent was kicked out.
The boatswain glanced at the Nightmare Furnace creature rolling down the sloping deck, then withdrew his gaze and looked toward the center of the battlefield.
"Mr. Baggins."
The voice of his captain, Lady Dragon Soul, suddenly rang in his ears.
The boatswain pressed his hand on the small crystal on the earring and turned his head.
"Mr. Baggins, Miss Silverade wants you to return to the Seven Seas Traveler immediately."
"What happened?"
"The order came from Mr. Knight, he told us to move closer to El Paxin immediately!"
"Captain," Baggins was startled: "Captain, is he okay? Where is he?"
"Mr. Knight is still on the Shadow Man's ship. He will soon arrive at the spire of Elpaxin, Crown Square——"
The boatswain was stunned.
He couldn't help but turn around subconsciously, and his somewhat gray eyes reflected the firelight there that was as bright as a shooting star.
…
Above the sky, the red meteor was burning.
The closer it got to El Paxin, the brighter it became among the dim clouds, until finally a dazzling ring of fire seemed to spread out from the burning hull.
The expanding, scorching fire ring finally turned into a dazzling fireball, like the rising sun, which was enough to dazzle from Elpaxin to the Wilderness of the Four Realms, the entire Floating Cloud Hill area, from Dolifen to Everyone along the long coastline of Traveler's Swamp.
Those who responded to the Star Gate call, and every one who was still on the road, stopped on the avenue at this moment, raised their heads, and stopped to watch this wonderful scene.
The tall lion man was putting down the blood-stained giant sword in his hand.
It wiped the copper ring on its beard with its paw, and it made a tinkling sound. The red color reflected in its green eyes.
The flames falling from the sky were pointed directly at the top of the silver tower.
The big cat man turned around and silently looked at the elf lady next to him——
"Ed said he was up there."
"Don't worry," Etila stared at the fire and said, her mouth and eyes full of blame and worry, "I will talk to him properly when I come back, he is always such a fool."
"That's not nonsense," the lion man grinned, "Aetila, that's called courage. I remember that the commandments of the Holy Guard of Tanluo praise courage first, and he is really similar to us.
"So you still approve of what Ed has done."
"That's true--"
Etila glanced at the big cat man quietly.
"Should you call me Your Highness the Saint?"
"Ah?" The big cat man couldn't help coughing violently, and scratched his head with his paws: "Forgive me, I know I was wrong..."
…
In the hall, the tall figure with flames and shadows dancing around had not moved for a long time.
The flickering purple flames had burned through every part of his body and spread out from under the black robe, but it could still suppress these all-devouring flames, but it was completely unable to make any sound and his whole body was shaking.
This terrible situation shocked everyone present.
Someone wanted to get closer, but as soon as they caught a few sparks, they were reduced to ashes by the sweeping flames. This miserable end successfully frightened others from further action, leaving everyone standing where they were.
The same was true for the young man not far away. He originally wanted to speak, but almost bit his tongue.
"Your Mightiness?"
After a while, he asked tentatively.
But didn't get any response.
At this moment, the officials of the ACE Alliance were stunned, but those from the Dragon Fire Guild reacted much faster. They had rushed everywhere and blocked the doors to prevent anyone from breaking in from the outside.
The young man looked back at these people, secretly dissatisfied with the slowness of the fat-bellied officials. Their pampered life seemed to have dulled their ability to do things, but those who were elected were much more reliable.
"These guys..."
The young man was secretly disdainful.
He originally looked down upon the so-called 'choices', but looking at it now, these people are more reliable.
While he was distracted, the tall figure with flames and shadows suddenly raised his head.
The hoarse voice under the shadow was speaking in a tone of pain that was trying its best to restrain: "Hurry up -"
At the same time, the tall figure raised his hand and shot a purple light from his fingertips, flying in the direction of the young man.
It's the key——
The young man immediately realized that that was where the 'anchor point' was. In fact, the Crystal Network had already completed the final step of preparations. If the other party had handed over these two anchor points to him early in the morning, there might not have been so many extraneous matters. things happen.
Without thinking, he reached out to catch the purple light.
But at this moment, there was a loud bang, and the entire hall seemed to collapse - the ceiling of the hall collapsed directly. In the horrified gaze of the young man, a section of the wreckage of the shadow man's giant ship, burning with blazing flames, penetrated the outer wall of the tower and penetrated straight into it.
Because everything happened so suddenly, he didn't even have time to react before he was hit head-on. Before he could hear the sound of bones shattering all over his body, his vision went dark and then disappeared into a white light.
A little further away, the people of the Dragon Fire Guild also reacted after a moment, and subconsciously fled away.
At the moment when the wreckage of the giant ship crashed into the spire.
Fang Plover had already jumped out of the cabin, his body shimmering with white light, wrapping him like a sphere, so that the huge impact of landing had almost no impact on him. He only rolled on the ground a few times, then stood up and immediately looked around.
The first thing he saw was the tall figure with flames and shadows standing not far away from him, and then he saw the purple light flying towards him.
But just when Fang Plover captured the creature leaping with flames and shadows, the other party also discovered him at the same moment.
The tall shadow creature covered his face with one hand, and without caring about the young man who died unexpectedly, he immediately shouted to the people of the Dragon Fire Guild who had reacted not far away:
"catch him!"
But it's too late.
Fang Yu reacted faster than him, pointed his hand directly, and two golden lights flew out from behind him and hit the tall figure.
The golden track drawn by the clockwork fairy disappeared in an instant, and then there were two dazzling flashes. The fire caused by the explosion instantly engulfed everything nearby, and then came the roaring sound that followed, and the blow to the face. Strong airflow.
Fang Plover narrowed his eyes.
The purple light passed by his cheek, hit the burning bulkhead of the giant ship, and then fell to the ground with a 'ding' sound.
Fang Yu was startled when he heard this voice. He originally thought that the light was some kind of attack method. When he looked back, he realized that they were two crystals that had fallen to the ground, about the size of a thumb.
He was wondering what it was, but members of the nearby Dragon Fire Guild had surrounded him from all directions, and two of them blocked him one after another.
However, Fang Yu didn't even look at these people and opened his mouth.
He raised his hand, and the lion blunderbuss fell directly from his mouth onto his hand. He turned around and didn't look in that direction - he had seen the Crystal Spire countless times, and the Artisans Guild had similar arrangements for the tower.
Fang Plover raised the lion gun and pulled the trigger directly in that direction.
"No--!"
The tall figure who had been blown up by the clockwork goblin and was wrapped in purple flames separated from the mist. He happened to see this scene and couldn't help but let out a shrill roar.
But it was of no use. Everyone in the Dragon Fire Guild only had time to see the fire erupting from the lion hand gun raised by Fang Plover and the fleeting golden light of the ballistic trajectory. Their eyes barely had time to catch up with the line of sight. The remaining gold thread.
The other end of the golden wire hit the tall ether crystal standing there.
On the crystal surrounded by silver light, the intense light shrank suddenly.
Then it expanded, and endless silver light bloomed from a certain point, forming an artificial sun directly in the center of the hall that temporarily blinded everyone.
The white light further spread in all directions, even directly penetrating the leaky outer wall of the tower, and formed a huge, silver halo, against the background of the purple-red sky, throughout the entire city of Elpaxin. Among the twenty-three blocks from top to bottom——
In the entire outer city ring, the suburbs of this huge port.
Throughout the four realms.
And all over the sky.
Everyone looked at the magnificent and breathtaking silver halo, which was slowly floating away in all directions.
As if for just a moment, the silver beam of light across the sky and the earth, after flickering twice, disappeared without a trace——
…
