Zizikaba lowered his head and paid silent tribute to the three stewards who completely disappeared in the sky.
For a person who came into contact with the Library Palace much earlier than Ye Zhongming, he had deep contacts with many librarians.
Although I haven't interacted with this third steward as much as I have with the ten people in the area, I still had several meals and even drinks together.
Perhaps if Zizikaba was also a top master, they would have more interactions with each other.
But none of this hindered the deep sadness in Zizikaba's heart at this moment.
The sadness is naturally for the third steward, and also for the other librarians.
Because Zizikaba knew that the death of the third steward was just the beginning. Many librarians would die today and in the future.
In his opinion, those people were perhaps the purest people in the universe.
Their wishes, their yearnings, and their desires are all so simple, so simple that anyone who knows them would find them boring and unimaginable.
But this is librarians, a group of alternative existences that are as simple as pale.
All they want is freedom.
For this, they have to pay a lot, including their lives.
How can we talk about freedom when our lives are gone?
Zizikaba didn't quite understand it before, because the cooperation between the Library Palace and Ye Zhongming originally represented a subversion of order, and such a complete change required too much effort.
He is not against it, but he is just worried and confused about the uncertain future that a normal life should have.
But just now, he felt the obsession and relief of the third steward before he died.
Perhaps what they really care about is not freedom, but... letting all people, all races, know librarians again.
Maybe they also want all life to fear them.
A librarian is not a librarian, but a master of knowledge, a venerable person who is not weaker than any living being, or even stronger than them.
They want freedom, but also dignity.
Is there still... revenge?
Even the beings who set up the curse in the first place have long since passed away.
Zizikaba understood that what he had to do now was to help the librarians complete this.
He turned around and looked behind him.
"You come from many races, you didn't know each other, and you're not even friendly now."
Zizikaba's voice sounded calmly, allowing every soldier here to hear it.
"But it doesn't matter, as long as it's a little the same."
"We all survived with the money from the Library Palace, and we all became strong with the knowledge from the Library Palace."
"Now, it's time to give back."
"We will fight with the scribes."
"We will fight to break the rules."
"We will fight to create a new era."
"See those dwarves? Smash them!"
After the roaring reply, people rushed in like a tide. They were not as neatly dressed as the dwarves, and they had a variety of styles, from protective gear to weapons.
They also don't have the rigorous battle formations that the dwarves have even after suffering heavy blows and more than half of their casualties.
But there is something more in these people's eyes than the dwarves.
Hope? Admire? Selfless?
Maybe all, maybe more.
In their own way, they collided with the dwarves' battle formation from all directions.
The librarians on the ground joined them and soon became the backbone. Fighting with them as the center of the battle, Zizikaba's strength accumulated over the years began to strangle the Talos Red Dwarf Third Mechanical Legion.
In other words, strangle each other.
People fell every moment, and most of those who fell never stood up again.
Both sides of the battle have no time to watch the battle in the air, even if they know very well that the result there will determine the result here.
They don't care, they just want to kill each other.
The fighting will of both sides is extremely firm, which is reflected in their movements, which are fierce, ruthless and decisive.
The battlefields in heaven and earth are all witnessing the fragility of life at this time.
Even the top experts are the same.
Kremuken rotated his body, and the fierce god-level helmet formed a whirlwind around his body, making it difficult for people outside to see the situation.
When attacks from experts at the same level landed on it, they would either be bounced away or swallowed up.
The power of God-level defensive equipment is astonishing when activated.
"That's not right." A regional librarian said softly, and moved his body in one direction. But just as he moved, the whirlwind that was originally guarding Kremuken suddenly accelerated its rotation speed, and then suddenly grew in size.
Because they were unaware of the situation, the five besieging scribes all retreated.
During this brief gap, a figure popped out of the whirlwind and escaped from the surroundings of the five librarians almost instantly.
The direction the figure moved was toward Lingqin.
The whirlwind that expanded its range stopped spinning at a high speed after the human figure, namely Kremuken, flew out. It turned into energy and violently overflowed around, also causing some obstacles to several librarians.
"Master Lin Qin, let's go!"
After Kremuken flew out, he roared in the direction of Lingqin. At the same time, a pair of flute-like weapons appeared in his hands. With the roar, he swung it towards the two librarians who were fighting Lingqin. The shadows of the weapons instantly disappeared. Arriving in front of the librarian, a small but harsh sound wave was emitted from the flute weapon.
Lingqin's face turned even darker.
Maybe others don't know what Kremuken is going to do, but Lingqin does.
The fierce god-level equipment held by Kremuken is specially designed for defense. In battle, the main responsibility of this peak expert is also defense.
This God-level defense is not in a narrow sense, but a broad defense that covers many aspects such as individual defense, team defense, and battle formation defense. The defense methods are also diverse, and can even produce certain aspects. gain.
Among the dwarves, everyone is accustomed to calling this helmet, which looks nothing out of the ordinary, the "Dusted Sky".
But apart from defense, Kremuken's offensive abilities and methods are the weakest among the top masters. The power of his rules is basically in the aspect of protection.
His attack was unlikely to have any substantial impact on the two librarians, but Kremuken took action without hesitation and without reservation.
Why do you still do this when you know it won't have any big effect?
Kremuken gave the answer.
His body threw the weapon while moving, and then... the dusty sky.
"We can't fight anymore, let's go!"
Kremuken's voice rang directly in Lingqin's ears. The patriarch's wife understood that everything this companion had just done was to put this defensive God-level weapon into her hands. For this reason, Kremu was willing to risk his life.
Behind him, the attacks of the five librarians had arrived. After losing the protection of the dusty sky, Kremuken had no ability or will to stop them.
"All of the Third Mechanical Legion! Escort Lord Lingqin to evacuate. Even if the last person dies in battle, we must complete the mission."
"The divine craftsman...cannot die!"
The seemingly crazy deputy commander of the Third Mechanical Regiment issued the last order in his life.
