Silton suddenly looked at the huge star track in the center of the tower with emotion. His deep and wise eyes seemed to reflect the star dust, looking at the countless knowledge and treasures in this world, scattered under the dust. Books and words.
All the past is written on the purple robe of this recorder and the great sage. In the silver tower, the footsteps echoing in the great library have lingered for thousands of years.
As if settled under this hall, there are countless bookshelves, documents and secrets in history.
The starlight lingering on the tall machine is like countless fates intersecting in the dark.
He saw a new star trail lighting up briefly from one of the trails. The ribbon-shaped tail of the meteor shone with dazzling brilliance, flickering and passing among the stars.
Has a new destiny been born?
A trace of surprise flashed in the Great Sage's eyes, and he turned around and walked towards the high platform, staring at the open book. The magical quill is automatically writing lines of text on the book, making new content emerge from the parchment pages.
The text first shimmered with blue light, and then fell silent.
The text reads:
Istania ended, the Emerald Star fell silent, the Abyss appeared, and history reappeared - 1107, autumn twilight.
Occasionally, a girl's voice came from among them:
"...What I write here is the end of the story."
"The story is over, Hinge."
That voice is still immature, but it will eventually mature, just like everything that has happened in this world for thousands of years. "Another naturalist is born," thought Sylthorn. He had seen many such scenes over the years.
He held the quill and added a line of text under it:
Master of Guriel, the Book of Time.
But the words twisted and formed a new sentence below:
Time blows the sand and dust, and the new ones overcome the obsolete; everything in the soil will always sprout, just like all things will be reborn, the book of life.
The great sage raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The wise eyes that have not changed for thousands of years are watching this rare scene.
…
More surprised sounds were heard in the darkness.
"I am waiting for a new companion on the road of knowledge."
"who?"
"Which book is the owner?"
"In the direction of the Empire?"
"Where are our colleagues in the Empire?"
The last majestic voice sounded.
"Ayinbrok, the poem of Kita Lindelfiri, Time and Sand, the owner of the Book of Time."
When that majestic voice sounded, all sounds fell silent. A dark gaze is looking meaningfully in a direction, where among the twinkling stars, there is a constellation representing the fangs of the poisonous snake.
That gaze lasted for a moment and then gradually disappeared.
Ayinbrok patrols the Guards headquarters.
The young man in the office was slightly distracted. He was stunned for a moment, thinking how could he enter the shallow layer of the etheric world and the world of will for no reason?
Is there any invisible force affecting me? The young man glanced around with deep vigilance, but the office was calm, and there was no etheric power in the air.
He put his hand on the communication crystal with some uneasiness, and the silver light seeped out from the crystal bit by bit. ….
In the hall, the Director of the Patrol Guards Aiyin Block was also waking up from a nightmare, but the nightmare he had was a different one. "Dragon Knight? A dragon knight appeared on the scene!?" The roaring voice was deafening.
He didn't want to make the matter such a big deal. Later, the craftsmen of Mobius would send a message to question him. Eleven airships were dispatched from the airport, and even airdrop craft and construct knights were used. Those alchemists The adults have probably gotten the message.
But against the will of the Duke, that cunning lord of the empire, what can he do? His wealth and life depended on this - those
The damn Chosen One swore to him that it was just a small adventure group.
He can still suppress the adventure group, but he must report the appearance of the dragon knight in Ayinbrok even if he has a hundred thousand courages. Once it reaches the Ritual Association, the news will go directly to Datian. , then he is dead.
"Not sure yet," the operator pressed his hand on the crystal and turned back anxiously to reply, "They said the Dragon Knight is disappearing..."
"Disappearing?" The director roared loudly, "Then go and confirm quickly!"
"But there is noise in the communication..."
The operator looked crying, "It seems like someone has interfered with the craftsmen's crystal tower."
"It is impossible to interfere with the crystal tower," the Director-General replied categorically, but suddenly remembered what happened a few months ago, shut up again, and snatched the communication crystal from the opponent's hand, "Knight Squad, answer! "
"Master Director?" The voice over there was a little surprised, but then it turned into surprise, "...The dragon knight is disappearing, no, it's not the dragon knight..."
"Not a dragon knight?"
The director was overjoyed and felt lucky to have survived the disaster, "Please make it clear!"
"...It's not a dragon knight, Mr. Director, it's...it seems to be the ability of a naturalist?"
"Naturalist?" The director was startled. The first thing that came to his mind was the seven powerful magician families in the empire. Could it be that the Hawke family is in conflict with another family? Cold sweat broke out on his head, and he almost thought that he was being used as cannon fodder in the family struggle, but suddenly he realized that the other party was just a group of holy saints.
He is the naturalist of the Chosen Ones.
"It's okay then..."
Just be a naturalist. A naturalist is no big deal. It's better than a dragon knight appearing here. He calmed down his nervousness and finally regained some of his superior demeanor. He gritted his teeth and ordered:
"He's just a mere naturalist, what's all the fuss about!? Catch them quickly, don't waste too much time!"
He saw someone running back in a hurry, followed by a man wearing an alchemist's coat.
The alchemist had a serious face, obviously coming to ask for guilt. Looking at this scene, the director couldn't help but sweat again, thinking that he must not waste any more time.
But what responded to him was not the answer of the knight team, but a terrified scream: "Attack--" What followed was a violent explosion and roar, the loud noise almost made the crystal in his hand tremble, and was interspersed with sharp The sound of metal bending and tearing came from the crystal. ….
The director shuddered subconsciously and moved the crystal away. But after the loud noise, there was only a noise in the crystal. His expression changed drastically. He no longer cared about the alchemist and subconsciously raised his head to look at the other people in the hall. Everyone's expressions changed, and they were all rushing towards the nearest communication crystal.
But what came from the crystal was just a mess of exclamations:
"what!?"
"Attack, the airship was hit!"
"Be careful to avoid that thing!"
"Enemy, where is the enemy?"
Then came the explosions one after another, the sharp beep of the communication being disconnected, the shouts of fear, and the curses, but all to no avail.
Someone raised his head and looked through the glass vault of the Patrol Guards Headquarters. On the rainy night in Ayinbrok, the golden firelight completely lit up the night sky and illuminated everyone's face. Everyone can't help but think of the fireworks that completely illuminate the night before and after the winter twilight celebration every year.
It's just that the fireworks at this moment are burning the savings of the Ayinbrok Patrol Guards over the past few years, and they are the face of the empire.
The director of the General Administration looked pale, as if he was looking up to see his crumbling political life. He was wiping sweat with his hands, but he couldn't stop the sweat.
…
This night, the residents of Ayinbrok saw a strange sight.
The residents of the civilian area gathered under the eaves outside the Hall of Gears and Magic Books, looking up at the spectacular scene in the night sky. There are bunches there
Golden light streaked across the sky, dotted with stars, gathering and dispersing invisible, then fleeting like the glow of fireflies.
After the meteor passed by, what followed was an explosion of light.
The flames bloomed piece by piece, like exploding fireworks, lighting up everyone's eyes. The airship burned and caught fire, dragging a long trail of smoke and flames, like twinkling stars, falling towards the Clover Plain in the continuous rainy night.
There were waves of low exclamations from the crowd.
Although the airships of the Patrol Guards are not even sailboats, and most of the time they are used to maintain order at the airport, how have the residents of Ayinbrok, who were born in peace, ever seen such a scene? Especially these people, they originally gathered here to wait for Laila’s next chapter——
But I didn’t expect to witness such a spectacle.
Above the sky, a pair of eyes were also watching this scene quietly.
He stretched out his right hand flatly, and the light on the magic glove transformed. Thousands of visions in the eyepiece were changing. In front of him was the airship approaching rapidly, and behind him was the knight's structure with cyan trails. The frightened people in his eyes were fleeing in all directions. Death comes to the chosen ones of the guild.
The camera zoomed in a thousand times faster, then turned into gray instantly, the picture burst open like a spider web, and finally the connection with the mind was broken.
Within the long alley——
Jita was running down a long alley holding her magic book. A knight construct was falling from the sky. She turned around, stretched out her five fingers, and said, "Barrier!" An invisible force field wall spread across the alley. , nearly 100 meters long and wide.
Make the rain curtain stop -
But the knight construct held a long blade and fell down, aiming at the light curtain with a sword.
The wall of light flashed violently, then shattered into pieces the next moment.
Miss Scholar was hit by the airflow and flew out. She rolled several times and hit a wall. She got up, and red blood flowed from her forehead. The magic book also fell to one side. Jita quickly picked it up and opened it hurriedly. ….
But she raised her head and was about to cast another spell.
In his eyes, he saw the construct knight holding a giant blade suddenly turn to one side, where two bright light tails were piercing the night, speeding in this direction. "Lancer——!" Jita held her glasses with one hand and shouted in surprise.
That azure brilliance carried the lancers who were marching forward on the battlefield. They leveled their spears and charged towards the construct knights. The Imperial construct swung its giant blade and chopped down one of the Lancers from mid-air.
The Lancer split into two halves and fell to the ground, dragging out long sparks in the long alley, and fell into pieces.
But another Lancer bypassed the front of the Construct Knight and fired a light spear at it from one side. The blazing ray penetrated the Construct Knight's left shoulder like a rain of fire and knocked it crooked in mid-air. Then more lancers appeared from the darkness, and they surrounded the Constructed Knights and attacked——
The Imperials' structures are not incapable of dealing with these things, but their clumsy reactions cannot compare to the uniform movements of the Lancers, as if there is an invisible big hand behind them directing this dance in the sky. .
Fairy Dance.
The most beautiful dance of the Construct Lord.
And those hands were located on the sailing ship that was sailing quietly seven miles away from Aiyin Block. Miss Tata's eyes had completely turned silver, and there was no trace of emotion in the hazy halo. , only calm and rational calculation.
While looking at the Fairy Heart, she gently raised her hand, and still had time to launch the second wave of attacks in groups.
More than twenty rays of cyan light were being thrown from the Seven Seas Traveler, forming an attack formation and flying towards the distant Ai Yin Block.
Seven miles away——
The three knights in the construct were already in a state of shock. They controlled the machine and resisted clumsily. The light spears flashed in bunches in the darkness. They could only manage to maintain an undefeated situation. .
But in the corner of his vision, a flash of fire suddenly flashed. The observer in the trio tightened her palms and controlled the sensing device to turn in that direction. She saw a spot of light in her eyepiece emerging from the darkness.
Flashing, the stars are like the tail of a meteor——
"Fire-giant-spirit!"
The female knight screamed.
They had already seen how powerful this thing was in previous battles.
However, just as the Construct Knight in mid-air had time to turn in that direction, bunches of golden light tails had already caught up with him, passing by the Construct Knight. At least three or more clockwork fairies directly hit this huge Construct Knight. body.
But before that, the gray crystal in Clockwork Goblin's body had already detonated.
There was a roar.
The dazzling firelight instantly lit up Jita's sight below from left to right. Miss Scholar raised her head, her dark eyes sparkling, holding the magic book in her hand, and sat on her knees in the pouring rain, watching this scene motionless——
The wings of wind held Luo Wei and slowly fell.
After she landed on the ground, she looked up and looked at the young man who was also slowly descending from the air, her heart filled with incredible thoughts. "You..." She had always had a quiet and peaceful temperament, but at this moment she couldn't help but feel shocked inside and couldn't help but speak. ….
She couldn't help but look at the scene in the sky with her peripheral vision. Half of the more than ten airships were on fire, and three of them were directly shot down. The entire night sky in Ayinbrok was almost set on fire by the two of them.
Yes, her teacher never took a hand during the whole process. Yin Zhuang just flew them to Aiyin Block.
After Fang Plover landed, he raised his goggles, looked in this direction, and nodded lightly to her. "Senior Luo Wei's fairy wielder is very powerful." He was not modest. He had also tried the fairy wielder's power in Traveler's Rest and knew how complicated the fairy wielder was.
Of course Luo Wei's skill as a fairy user is not as good as his Miss Dragon Soul, but if she hadn't been here, Miss Tata wouldn't have been able to command the Lancers into battle. With Luo Wei's help, he and Miss Tata could take charge of the clockwork goblins and the other the lancers, and jump into the battle immediately.
And as soon as he entered the arena, he inflicted heavy losses on the Imperial people.
Luo Wei smiled bitterly, "Do you know what the combat craftsmen I see in daily life are like?"
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and looked at the other party curiously.
"I am known as the genius among geniuses in God Killer," Luo Wei said in a somewhat arrogant tone. "I am regarded as the hope of this generation. At least that's what the teacher told me. I can usually assist the guild by myself. Seven or eight main combat craftsmen..."
She paused.
"But here, it's hard for me to even keep up with you," she couldn't help but wonder, "What's your computing power?"
Of course, Fang Yu knew that his calculation power was exaggerated for various reasons. He didn't know how to state this for a moment, so he had to say: "This is my secret, Senior Sister Luo Wei."
"Sorry," Luo Wei also realized that she asked a question that she shouldn't have asked, "I know...it's just too unexpected."
Fang Plover shook his head.
"Laila has been rescued, let's go there too," he replied quietly. After such an experience, he gradually felt a sense of belonging to the other party. He also knew all the paths that the forerunners had gone through.
Even if it is as free as Loofah, it still represents the honor of the third division.
"The rest will be left to the teachers and the others..."
"I originally planned to take on this matter, but if the teacher and the others intervene, will it really not make the situation more serious? Between the Dragon Knight and the Dragon Knight..." A thought flashed through Fang Yu's mind, and he couldn't help but One more question.
"Strength is the truth, Ed," Luo Wei shook his head. "Dragon Knights were created to suppress violence, not the other way around. People will always look for shortcuts. You have to make a voice, but first you have to have a voice to match it. Strength."
Fang Yu was startled for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.
The two raised their heads and looked at the sky. The huge figure with silver makeup was emerging from the night sky little by little. Ms. Ming stood there, like a queen watching Aiyin Bullock...
…
There was silence in front of the gears and magic books.
People were watching quietly as four figures emerged from the street under the firelight.
Luo Yu supported the box, and Laila followed Mei and was slowly walking towards the hotel. ….
People are not fools. After these Holy Chosen Ones chased them out, something like this happened next. Even the dullest people couldn't help but connect the two events. But even the most daring people cannot imagine why the capture of Laila would cause such a big incident.
Everyone's hearts are filled with tension and uneasiness.
On the one hand, these simple and simple people hope that things will have a good outcome, but the current development direction of the situation does not seem to be going in a good direction. They are more worried about the gears and magic books, and whether everyone on this street will be implicated.
But everyone had little knowledge, so they had to turn their attention to the owner of the hotel, the old businessman Pushe.
Alyssa stood next to Pushe, looking at her companions, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing in her heart that things would turn out like this.
"Please don't worry too much," Pushe said to everyone, "You can go back first. The matter is over and will not affect everyone."
"Mr. Pusher?"
a voice from the crowd asked.
The old man shook his head gently, "Everything has its origin. I have been taken care of by everyone here for many years. But all I can tell you about this matter is that at least it is not the gears and the magic book that are wrong, let alone Laila, I believe everyone knows this."
"… After this, I will send Matri and the others away, and I will leave all the gears and grimoires in your care. If we are destined to meet again in the future, we will meet again."
He looked at Luo Yu, their eyes met, and then the old man turned around and walked towards the hotel.
Outside the Gears and Magic Books, the crowd was silent for a moment.
Since it was not Laila who was at fault, why did things turn out like this?
…
pt.
Scarlet Flame
