About half a year ago, Duan Qing made a farewell to his past on the top of a certain tower. Although that choice led to the disappearance of the Emerald Tower, the final outcome was still acceptable to everyone. Today, the various characters and events that occurred on the Free Continent have advanced to a level that even Duan Qing cannot control. So when these entwined fates gradually converged on him, he suddenly discovered that he had It was difficult to turn away with a perfect and graceful movement.
A thousand years ago, Frey could still create a new future as the emperor, but he who was once the king... was not qualified to give up everything.
"I feel something different in this city."
As the cold breath gradually approached, Christine's voice then passed through the emerald green light flying in the sky: "It seems... you have caused big trouble again."
"A big disaster? I don't think so." Duan Qing, who was still sitting in front of him after being silent for a moment, said without looking back: "The restricted energy of Sky City should have returned to normal, otherwise... You shouldn’t appear here so easily, right?”
"Your methods are too crude. This city that has been dormant for too long cannot withstand such a strong magical impact." Christine replied in a low voice: "Although the protection mechanism belonging to this place can be restored soon. Normal, but they will inevitably suffer irreversible damage..."
"It doesn't matter, as long as the Sky City itself can be repaired, the minor details are not important." Duan Qing waved his hand nonchalantly: "If there is really a fatal problem... aren't there still experts like you here?"
"..."
Without continuing the theory with Duan Qing, Christine took two steps forward again with her staff in hand: "I don't have time."
"Yes, I know." Duan Qing, who was looking at the sky, replied in a low voice: "What we lack most is time."
"That follower of yours...it seems that the energy of the wind system is more in line with her body." As if she noticed something strange in the heart of the man in front of her, Christine shook her head and comforted her. The other party: "The operation of the magic circle is much better than when I forcibly activated it. It should be because the auxiliary devices in other areas have also been activated. The entire city's protective capabilities are also gradually recovering. It is best if there is no strong wind. Proven."
"..."
"Now that Aina's condition has gradually stabilized, then...it's my turn to ask you."
Walking to Duan Qing's side, Christine, who was looking in the same direction, slowly lowered her head: "How did you do that?"
"..."
"The thing in your hand... is very dangerous. Where did you get it?"
"...The sensitivity is very strong."
Standing and sitting, the two of them looked at the back together. Duan raised the blood-red iron sword lying in front of his knees: "This is the sword of Emperor Frey. She left it here."
"……What?"
"Emperor Frey should have broken through the defenses here a thousand years ago, with her own power."
Amid the gasps of air-conditioning that sounded around him, Duan Qing turned his gaze upward to the sky directly in front of him: "She cracked the Sky City's transmission device and killed most of the combatants in the control room in one fell swoop. Then he went all the way up the central hall, and finally slaughtered all the tribal chiefs in the hall."
"Maybe it's because the leader of the Oklet clan has some powerful magic shield to protect her, so she simply destroyed the energy core in that hall." Having said this, he pointed to the hole he had just climbed up: " The protective shield that lost the entire city's energy source naturally lost its effectiveness, and then... Fleur's head was cleanly beheaded."
"...She used this weapon to destroy the energy source of Sky City?" The seriousness in Christine's eyes became more and more intense: "The energy core of the entire Sky City?"
"You shouldn't ask me this kind of question." Duan Qing looked up at the sea of clouds dyed golden by the sun in front of him: "You are the master of magic. Are you the energy core of the entire city... It should be up to you. judge."
"...I'm not referring to the energy core, I'm referring to this sword."
Stretching a left hand that was like ice jade in front of Duan Qing, Christine snorted: "Bring it here."
"...This sword has a very strong demon-breaking effect."
The inverted right arm lifted the end of the sword hilt to the opponent's plump chest. Duan Qing explained in a low voice: "It should be that Fleur designed it like this in order to defeat the Magic Empire. Unfortunately, it was contaminated with too much. Blood, its power has changed."
"...I feel the power of death." Kristine, who frowned tightly and did not take the sword, stared closely at the bloody light that appeared on the surface of the long sword in front of her: "Did...she stay in that hall?"
"I don't know much about the history of the Ancient Magic Empire during that period. I don't know if this place was her last stop before establishing the Fleur Empire." Duan Qing took back the sword and turned his attention to the city again. Front: "But judging from the well-preserved condition of this place...she should have left after overcoming all defenses and directly killing everyone in the Oklet family."
"Together with her sword and this mysterious history." He sighed, and his eyes gradually focused on the long sword in front of his knees: "The city in the sky lost its power and then fell into darkness and void. , and then disappeared in front of us. Fleur, who eliminated all the great magisters, then established her empire, and this lost city also ended up with no one paying attention..."
"According to the mural carved in Falling Star Mountain, the final development was like this." He turned his head and looked at Christine's face with her long blue hair hanging down next to him: "Is that right?"
"That mural... shouldn't refer to these things." Christine, who looked at the sky, then shook her head: "It should refer to something else, but..."
"Well, it seems that this is another period of time that is difficult to verify."
Looking at the other party's pursed lips and thoughtful expression, Duan Qing finally brought his attention back to the front of him: "In short... even for Ayina and the people who are still alive, this city will not It should fall again, right?”
"From the current point of view, this city is of great value." Christine nodded in agreement: "I will establish a safe beacon as soon as possible and notify other members of the Mage Council to come and help control this city. The city's defense system is the only one..."
"Only we have a chance to block the next attack of the Restorationists and the coveting of the black hands behind them."
She raised her staff and pointed in the direction of the dark cloud sky in front of the city. The black hole in the center of the clouds, which was still penetrated by black light, became a little larger as time went by. There was a vague shadow that looked like a tower. His eyes stayed on the shadow for a long time, and Duan Qing's eyes gradually became cold and silent. While stroking the surface of the bloody sword in his hand, he sighed in a low voice: "There's more. Maggie, and…”
"She...can she still be saved?"
Under the sky several thousand meters high, Snow Spirit Huanbing, who had been waiting in front of the black beam of light in the center of Zaraha City, put away the black aura that appeared on his silver mask, and then the Wings of Freedom beside him After repeated reminders from the members, the white light that turned into offline gradually disappeared in place. A certain man who had been secretly observing this scene then showed a proud smile, and then also went offline in the light of the war flames flying in the sky. After walking out of the game cabin, he first dialed a number with his communication ball, and then took it with him. A gentle smile greeted the woman next to him who had just stepped out of the game cabin.
"...There is still hope."
In the Dajiang villa area dozens of kilometers away from Tianxiang Company, a man in black who was responsible for guarding there put down the communication ball in his hand, and then after a period of contact with his subordinates, he pushed open the fan behind him. The door to the room. A girl who had been lying behind the door then retreated to the center of the room with a frightened face. If she wanted to defend herself, she was stopped by the ferocious smile of the big man in black. He gradually rose towards the distance outside the window. The noise glanced slightly, then turned around and motioned for the girl to follow him and leave the place.
"You are the child of destiny, there is nothing you cannot save."
In Zaraha City, beneath the still chaotic streets and battlefields, rays of magical brilliance broke through the constraints of geography and slowly burned within the scope of the underground pipe network. The figures belonging to the Legend of Flame and his team followed. Also appeared in the depths of these underground passages, and gradually strangled the members of Wizard who explored here. Yangtze River No. 7, who ran back here with several Knights Templar players, also moved toward the people around him. The teammates gave a few instructions, and then slowly approached behind the team with renewed smiles and friendly greetings.
"You have saved so many lives, and even several destiny weavers have been destined to die. This time... you must have some way to break through the shackles of fate this time."
In the Tyran Tower deep in the endless dark space, the figures of several black-clothed mystics who gathered together and continued to cast spells were then displayed in front of many black-clothed followers. They loudly chanted unknown secret texts and The hexagonal magic circle in front of him became brighter and brighter. An old man wearing a gold-inlaid robe standing on the high platform with a cane then let out a deafening burst of triumphant laughter. His old and cloudy eyes looked straight at the water that continued to fill the void above the tower. Energy circulated, and another middle-aged man who had been following him lowered his head slightly when he heard the sound, and then turned to look at a black-clothed magician who had just approached: "...how are you doing?"
"The chess pieces are all ready, and it's time to prepare for the final performance."
"The magic array on Hulan Mountain has also been prepared. Freya can't stop anything at all. You just need to take advantage of this place to prevent the possibility of the hidden Malok suddenly participating in this chess game..."
"Of course we will pay attention to this. We have been paying attention to him for a long time. Ivost and his friends have been secretly tracking him until now. They have currently locked it between the eighty-ninth and ninety-second floors. …”
"Very good. Once the passage is opened, we will start taking action."
"...Don't you consider the existence of that guy? He will most likely become the biggest variable in our operation this time."
"Of course I have considered it. Our adventurers have also made arrangements. They promised... that when the moment comes, they will have a way to contain that person."
"Everyone is on the predetermined trajectory. Even if something goes beyond our predetermined situation... it will definitely not exceed our predictions."
"Everything... is under control."
He said these words while looking at the center of the light pillar not far away surrounded by many magicians. The energy spiraling upwards continued to disappear out of sight under the invisible constraints of this round tower. Within the void within reach, countless black-clothed magicians filled the circular corridors of each surrounding tower with their ready-to-move gestures. Also ready to move are the other foreign forces that have been surrounding Zaraha City, as well as the players who are coming from both the principality and the empire with their respective forces. The number of them is becoming more and more, and they are watching the gradual progress. The city in the sky became as bright as the sun and the black hole appeared next to the city. The original hesitation and wait-and-see thoughts began to waver: "It's almost..."
"Should we rush in?"
Looking at the raging urban battlefield, the Broken Mountains gathered in a corner of Zalaha City withdrew their gaze to the sky: "If this continues, there will only be more and more people."
"Offline."
After standing there in silence for a long time, Duan Feng Lei, who also rushed to the spot, uttered two words that surprised everyone: "We are offline."
"Hey, are you leaving such a huge aerial city alone?" So Duan Shanyue tugged at his beard and said, "Even if it's just for fun, it would be good to declare our sovereignty."
"Ever since we drove the Wings of Freedom out of Tania, we haven't encountered anything good." Duan Fenglei, who crossed his arms and shook his head, replied: "I recalled it and then concluded a law."
"Those who get involved in these big events too early often don't get the best results." He smiled at his brother: "Whether it was the Emerald Tower at the beginning or the Tania War later. The result of war...is always the same."
"So...you want to let it go this time?"
"I know that for Jianghu, letting go is a sign of cowardice."
Turning around under the gaze of a group of guild members behind him, Duan Fenglei raised his finger and pointed above their heads: "But we are not the ones on the cusp of the storm now, they are."
"Let them fight first." His figure gradually became blurry: "Until the final situation becomes clear..."
"I'd better use the offline qualifiers first to have some fun."
:. :
