Chapter 394: The sword comes from the sky (4)

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Half an hour later, Li Liang walked into an empty hall alone.

The area of ​​the hall is at least equivalent to two football fields, but the height is only two meters. The ground exudes a dim orange light. The three walls and roof are made of pure black metal without any decoration, and the wall directly opposite is an entire The "screen" on the surface vaguely displays changing lines and flashing geometric figures.

One person is alone in front of the "screen".

Li Liang's eyes were firmly attracted to this man's back, not because the hall was empty, but because this Terranza man was so conspicuous, with his iconic long silver hair floating in the air like weightlessness, and his dark golden shoulder armor hanging down. Wearing a floor-length cloak, the cloak is made of pieces of blue gemstones carved into feather shapes, with a flickering light flowing through it, like the dreamy Northern Lights.

When he walked closer, Li Liang noticed that the shafts of each sapphire feather were made of gray stone. He closed his eyes and opened them immediately.

It turns out that the spiritual core can also be carved into an arc-shaped handle.

Just make it into earrings. Unexpectedly, this alliance commander was even more extravagant than Prince Mass. One cloak used hundreds of spiritual cores.

A soft female voice came, in standard Chinese: "Tian Ling..."

Li Liang stopped and was shocked.

Does the Alliance know that goblins are creating heavenly spirits? Or did the commander see that he was a heavenly spirit? He instantly thought of several possibilities, but his face showed nothing unusual.

"...Theory," the commander chuckled, "Dodor Disal has always been unwilling to disclose the details of the Tianling Theory, but now he has made an exception for you. I really want to know...why?"

Li Liang was stunned. He didn't expect that Duoduo Disal would send such a message to the alliance, exchanging the theory of Tianling for the postponement of the attack.

Ding dong~~

Amidst the crisp sound like wind chimes, the commander turned around and asked again with burning eyes: "Why?"

Li Liang faced those crystal blue eyes and slowly raised his right hand to show off the double ring.

"Black Domain Ring," the commander was a little surprised, "You are the human who shot down the high priest of the Unbounded Temple in Makosik."

Li Liang put down his hand and looked calm.

There must be many forces that have coveted the Tianling theory for so many years, and the price they are willing to pay must be beyond imagination, but no force has ever moved Dodo Disal. At this moment, there must be an extremely special reason to dispel the commander's doubts.

The lesser of two evils, using "demigod" as an excuse is always safer than "celestial spirit". Moreover, in the eyes of interested people, shooting down the Unbounded High Priest has indirectly exposed his identity.

The commander did not continue to ask, turned around and said calmly: "Dessar hopes that the coalition forces can help you return to Earth, but in the current situation, the coalition forces can only guarantee that you can pass through the spiritual gate."

Li Liang lowered his eyes: "I understand."

Before leaving Du Yujing, he read an article in the "Makosik Times" and analyzed that the reason why the goblins returned to the earth was because the "hub" that controlled the spiritual gate was located between the physical world and the spiritual world. The space of the spiritual world, that is, the anchor point, the goblin can control the spatial attributes of the spiritual door at the anchor point. Even if it faces a coalition of alliances, holy knights, and left and right dragon warriors, it is enough to withstand it for a period of time.

"You can go," the commander said nonchalantly, holding his hands behind his back and looking up at the screen, "remember, you only have three sidereal days. When the time is up, humans have not yet seized control of the Spiritual Gate and stormed it. Plans will be restarted."

Li Liang said nothing, turned and walked towards the door.

Whatever he said now would only be humiliating himself. He knew very well that in the eyes of Terunsa's Holy Carbon-based Alliance, the value of a naive demigod, even if coupled with the theory of heavenly spirits, was ultimately limited.

For the Alliance, what is truly strategic is to use this war to attack the goblins and the "Nordrassil Council" behind the goblins. The alliance has just suffered heavy losses, and it is absolutely impossible to negotiate with goblins for the sake of humans. Only a bloody revenge can make the goblins understand the alliance's determination to fight to the death. Only when the war spreads to the city of Avalon can the goblins be forced to give up their core interests.

In the final analysis, only the entire human civilization is strong enough to be qualified to bargain with the alliance. The lofty status of Harlan Potter and Emperor Haotian comes not only from their own strength, but more importantly from the armies they control and the intricate interests behind them.

Leaving the hall, Li Liang followed Officer Terranza who had led the way before and arrived at a small cabin.

Lao Yang came forward anxiously: "How is it?"

Li Liang asked softly: "How long is three sidereal days?"

"Huh? The alliance only gave you six hours?" Teemo said in surprise.

Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly became depressed, and he fell back into his chair.

Six hours.

Li Liang felt bitter in his heart. He guessed that Terranza's "sidereal day" would not be too long when converted into human time, but he did not expect that a sidereal day was only two hours long.

"If my guess is correct, the most the alliance can do is send you to the Gate of Spiritual Reason, and then your life or death has nothing to do with them," Timo said lazily, "What are you going to do?"

Li Liang thought for a moment and said, "Go to the Spiritual Gate first, so I can contact Tam."

"Tam?" Timo wondered, "The goblin controls the spiritual door and distorts the gravity signal. How do you contact Tam?"

"Oumuamua," Oumuamua raised his hand and shook it.

Teemo was in disbelief: "Relying on this pet?"

At this time.

Siexie appeared at the cabin door and said in a low voice: "It's time to set off, Li Liang."

"The alliance asked you to take me to the Gate of Spiritual Reason?" Li Liang asked.

"Yes," Sieshe stepped aside to get out of the way.

"Let's go, let's go," Timo jumped off the chair, tightened his backpack, and put his arms around Oumuamua, "Omomoo can't wait for a long time."

Oumuamua held up his pointed hat and muttered, "I am Oumuamua."

Just as Lao Yang was about to stand up, Li Liang pinned him down on the chair with both hands: "Lao Yang, you stay."

"Ah I……"

"Stay," Li Liang said in a tone that left no doubt, "If I don't succeed, you have to live."

"No, no, I can't..." Lao Yang's lips trembled and he kept struggling.

"Liya!" Li Liang stared into Lao Yang's eyes and shouted, "Don't let Lao Yang leave this room within six hours. After six hours, if you don't receive a new order, take him to Du Yujing immediately. , after that, no matter what situation we encounter, we must ensure his safety."

Leah's eyes flashed with blue light: "Authorized."

Li Liang let go of his hand. Lao Yang stumbled and tried to stand up, but was pushed back by Liya's hand.

"Don't leave your seat," Leah's eyes glowed red.

Li Liang paused when he turned around and walked to the door: "Lao Yang, if...well, let's go to the shore of Yongchao, which is the hometown of the River Toad people. Tam said there is a whirling tree there that produces pine cones. It’s delicious, go and try it for me.”

"Li Liang! Li Liang!"

Lao Yang shouted at the top of his lungs until his voice became hoarse. He curled up in his chair and stared into the void in despair.

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after an hour.

Under the control of the goblin, the spiritual door leading to the earth turned into a quietly suspended black "planet" that looked very similar to the entrance on the Zhenjie Fort side.

A huge magic talisman array is located under the "planet", spreading out countless bright purple lights, tightly entangling the "planet".

Surrounded by Terunsa's Holy Carbon-based Alliance, Makosik's Holy Knights, and Du Yujing's left and right Longwu Army, they formed a heavy siege. The air units of the three forces had completely different styles. They were intertwined and formed in tight formations.

A C-type reconnaissance ship from the 3rd Infantry Regiment slowly approached the Spirit Gate and then hovered.

A few minutes later, Li Liang climbed out of a hatch with Oumuamua on his back, climbed up the gangway to the top of the spacecraft, and walked carefully to a giant cannon.

He raised his head and stared at the spiritual door above. Oumuamua, who jumped off his back, looked up with his pointed hat, then put down the cylindrical container on his back and said dullly: "Now? "

"Um."

Oumuamua took out a "magic wand" the size of an earpick from the small bag tied around his waist, held it with two fingers, tapped the container lightly, and chanted some kind of spell in his mouth. .

The cylindrical container suddenly lit up, and a slender, silky tentacle stretched out from the gap in the lid of the container. It seemed to be attracted by Oumuamua's wand and slowly moved closer.

"The phantom species has no consciousness, but the teacher said that it can smell the fluctuations of the soul," Oumuamua raised his furry face, "So, you have to believe in it before you can borrow its talent."

Li Liang nodded, slowly closed his eyes, and looked for the shadow of Naaru in Jezila.

Under the guidance of the wand, the tentacles of the phantom species touched the double ring on his right hand.

next moment.

He clearly heard a slow voice: "Well..."

Then, the "vision" expanded infinitely, and in an instant, two shadows were seen, one was a tree shape outlined by lines, and the other was the shadow of Naaru.

However.

At this moment, the shadow of Naaru is looming, as if it will collapse and disappear at any time.

Tam... is dying...