In the end, they went on the road together, came to the old castle, and looked at the golden sculpture. York was about to step in when he was stopped by Uriel.
"They're alive."
"Then break them."
"And let Nicholls end the battle?"
The mercenary pulled back and said angrily: "Then what are you going to do? Is there another way here?"
"Did you see it? The sky is changing." Uriel pointed to the night sky. "The stars are moving." He could make out the constellation of Harp and the morning star. Uriel didn't know if there was any difference in the arrangement of stars in the world of Noxri and the world on the surface - no one had taught him about astronomy. But Joey once told him that the brightest thing in the due north is the morning star, which is the main star of the constellation Harp and symbolizes the changes in destiny.
Now the constellations are getting closer.
"We are moving?" York also noticed.
"It is Kamaria that is moving. Ms. Aurora said that Kamaria was pushed under the Morris Mountains thousands of years ago. It was not there originally."
"Then it will return to its original location now?" The adventurer understood a little bit, "It seems that this is also necessary for the ritual. The City of the Moon uses the Broken Moon as the true projection of the caster. Such a mysterious place must have a designated location. It should be directly below the Broken Moon at midnight."
"The broken moon rises in the north and sets in the south." Uriel added, "Looking at the distance from the morning star, we still have time to think about ways to save people."
He seemed to snap out of it. "If we don't confront them head-on, we might still have a chance."
York couldn't bear to pour cold water on him: "To be honest, calmness is a burden to me. Sometimes I have the courage to act without thinking." The orange-faced man rubbed his chin, "When we were on Hercule Street, if I had been more If you think about it for a second, you might not have the courage to rush into the place of rebirth."
"I think Mr. Painter must have helped you a lot at that time."
"That was a decision I made myself. For the sake of those dead mercenaries, and for my friends who are about to die. I can't think of a better way, so I have to do whatever I think of." The adventurer replied coldly, "You don't know what I'm doing The feeling when it turns into light. In an instant, the ice cracked open on its own, and the magic power spurted out. It was a mysterious suppression - Niklos was at least the pinnacle of the Ring Order, look at him taking away the White Envoy , Kongjing is not surprising either.”
"You said the ice cracked on its own?" The apprentice suddenly realized the problem. Black Moon Lake is full of goblins, and it freezes because of Joey's magic. The cracking of the ice means the cessation of magic.
"Do you think I chipped it away?"
"I mean, it wasn't broken?"
"The entire lake is frozen, Uriel, not just the surface. Unless it is broken from above, the goblins alone will never be able to do it."
"The enemy did not break Shiro's ice." Uriel murmured to himself, "but Shiro was attacked before that. Niklos must have done something to make him lose control of magic. ." The light from the telegraph gave him inspiration. "It wasn't a head-on collision... Bai didn't notice Niklos? He was facing Aurora at the time..."
What happened during the brief period of confusion is gradually becoming clearer. Uriel grabbed York's shoulders, "It's Aurora! She may be planning something. The goblin in the lake became restless. Bai could feel the feedback of the magic. He took the initiative to dispel the magic." The apprentice became more and more excited as he spoke. Excited. "The goblin was injured, so Niklos created the explosion! He pushed Meme into Aurora-"
The adventurer looked at him in confusion.
What comes next is the important thing. Uriel didn't know how they controlled Joey, but the envoy must have discovered the magic riot in advance. He took the initiative to unlock the magic and planned to take Meimi away from the fairy lady. However, when he got close to Aurora, something unexpected caught him off guard.
But what is certain is that the former King of Alanwo did not confront Joey head-on, and the messenger's attention was focused on the goblins and Meimi. Maybe this won't work either... Could it be the Golden Cup? What did it do to the messenger during its journey through the secret realm?
Uriel didn't understand the various mysterious methods, but he felt that the parts he had guessed were not much different.
"In short." The apprentice lowered his voice, "Nikles is not as irresistible as we thought. Maybe we can't deal with him, but the envoy can."
York hesitated. "Your confidence in your mentor is a little too much," he said bluntly. "I don't know where the limit of Sky Realm is, but don't forget, Uriel, Niklos is still an unknown person. His power may be beyond imagination."
"But it's worth a try." Uriel originally said that it was better than rushing directly to die. "As long as we find an opportunity to wake up the messenger, things will probably become simple."
"How to wake up?"
"Sauron can help." The apprentice did not forget that Mr. Ring was still on his hand. "The thread of law is becoming more and more chaotic, and it may not be able to respond. At that time, I will use the scroll of oath to help it." There is no more stable magic response than the parchment scroll.
A plan that was very likely to succeed, York had to admit. But he still had doubts: "There is something I must tell you, Uriel, if Niklos is not in the sky, do you really think he can subdue the messenger?"
Uriel's movements suddenly stopped.
"I have considered another extreme situation, York." He replied, "But in that case, wouldn't it be better?"
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She walked up the steps slowly and looked at the night sky through the open ceiling. The silver platform at his feet was spotless, but the carvings and murals on the walls were peeling off and in ruins. Aurora remembered the pattern on it: the beginning of the werewolf slaughter in Sinodre, the Elven Era of the Moon City; at that time, Alanvor's rule had just begun, and the battles with the Brooks, Delvites, Saint Valoran and the Green Elves throughout the first half of the kingdom's history.
The Brooks surrendered to us, and the Green Elves were driven from the forest. Delvit was a small country, but it was overthrown by its late king because of its stubborn resistance. Aurora seemed to be able to see through the cracks the silhouette of a hero once carved in place, Bunian III, whom my ancestors had met by the lakeside. He married his youngest daughter to the prince of Delvit and slaughtered her husband's entire tribe with his own hands. Delvit never surrendered, but the royal family of Sinodre were undefeated conquerors.
Finally it was our turn. The goblin turned his head and looked at the pattern not far away that had not been completely shattered. What is depicted there is a war that lasted for three hundred years - the demons of the abyss invaded Knox, and the ship carrying the hope of the alliance of kingdoms capsized in the huge waves of the Black Moon Tide.
Sinoder failed and the kingdom collapsed.
"Aurora."
The goblin turned around and asked, "How much longer?"
"Ten minutes." The air vibrated in response: "Much longer than entering the mountains."
"I remember a thousand years ago, we made decisions at the most urgent moment. But including the decision, it only took a few seconds."
"I am no longer Alanvor's savior. Heather, I even heard my people recite my eulogy."
"They will say something else when they see you alive." Aurora put the fire close to her cheek. She showed warmth and tender eyes full of love, "I have waited too long, Timiel, you don't know how much I want to hug you."
After the soul separates from the body, it is difficult to show a specific form in the air. It is a strange thing composed of transparent ripples and falling ashes. Only by staring with magic power can the goblin see a familiar face. "You were not so bold when I was alive." He responded softly, "I'm worried that after the ceremony is completed, I will forget your rare active commitment."
"No, you won't forget."
"Fire is the foundation of the soul, and the soul is lost in the battle of fire. Aurora, please don't blame me for forgetting you."
"You are the Nameless One, and the Nameless One's fire is different." The goblin firmly believed that he would be intact. "You are far more powerful than the creatures of order. He is just a young man from the Sky Realm, and his short memory is of no importance to you. You will Come back to me through his body."
Niklos was not a person with strong emotions. Aurora was familiar with the way he pursed his lips and glanced sternly at Moon City. His laughter was as rare as the sunshine in the Ice Territory. Even though only his soul remained, his seriousness did not change at all. Think about defeat before fighting. With this attitude, the king of elves fought for Alanvor to the end, and the longing of his elven companion could not move him.
"Don't approach me without my request first." He warned her. "The power of the Broken Moon is a legacy of divinity. Even with a werewolf as a medium, it is never easy to control."
"I will always be aware of the situation."
The Elf King was not comforted: "What's more, the person who serves as firewood is the mystic from the Sky Realm. The gold cup is not a mysterious item. The inscription of the incantation is the limit, and the holder cannot be actively selected..."
"But I can." Aurora assured him, "I pay attention to it and look at everyone it handles. You must not believe it, but there are actually several big figures in the mysterious world holding the gold cup: First of all He was a hunter, and later he was in the hands of the Council of Light, and then snatched away by Chloe's child. He was actually the only person who didn't covet Kamaria."
"Tower of the Sky." Niklos's soul flashed for a moment, "Those astrologers suffered heavy losses at the hands of demons. I thought they had declined."
"Guys who pry into secrets are always unpopular." said the goblin. "Wintherspoon almost captured the Cloud Fortress, and the Bat Wing Army forced them to hide everywhere. But in general, Croita is worthy of the honor. The name of the guardian means that his methods are not as radical as those of the Radiant Council."
"Alanvor owes the Tower a favor. But the Glorious Council? I remember they were suppressed by the Church of Gaia and couldn't hold their head high."
"Now the situation is reversed. There are very few people in Binyaio who don't know Lucia's name. As for the goddess of virtue, only the Silent School and a few small countries still insist on their faith in her."
"It is a sin to abandon faith." The ancient king frowned, and his gaze fell on the bright moon in the sky. Thin and deep cracks covered the moon. "It is precisely because of this that Alan Wo did not change his family after possessing Kamaria and went to the realm of Broken Moon to worship the new god. Werewolves also know this truth and would rather go crazy than give up the glory of the Son of the Moon." His words There is a sense of appreciation in it. "They gain strength in the moonlight. Look, Aurora, I bet you didn't realize that little wolf was awake a long time ago."
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