"Lord Galilei was attacked!"
Galadia returns to the Senate Chamber from the Supreme Council. It's like there's a fire here and there's smoke. Groups of senators and nobles gathered together, smoking magic crystals and drinking heavily.
As soon as he sat down, Alyosha came over and told him a shocking news.
"Huh?" Galadia thought it was a mistake.
When the earliest attack occurred, she watched with her own eyes as Provis wiped out the attack with the movement of his fingers. An assassin or two and a bomb pose no threat to the mighty demigod.
She was about to correct Alyosha and tell the little girl that it was the Speaker who was attacked. However, nearby whispers confirmed further news——
Lord Galilei Gato, one of the four demigods of Canaan and a member of the Supreme Council, was suddenly attacked. The attacker didn't know what method he used, but the attack on the most powerful creature in the world actually took effect!
"What else do you know?"
As a noble radiant elf and member of the Supreme Council, Galadia had the honor of having all means of psychic communication confiscated. The guards led by Tyrell and several high-ranking executives will never let the echo crystal or other sealed objects with remote communication capabilities approach her.
"It's all messy news," Alyosha said, pointing to her earrings inlaid with echo crystals. "The generals and executives took action to deal with the humans outside. But, it is said that the enemy is not just humans. Hey, what are you doing! "
An executive came over and confiscated Alyosha's earrings. There was no room for negotiation, and it seemed that just agreeing to her being with Galadia was already very accommodating.
"Yeah." Galadia rubbed her forehead. She vaguely heard distant murmurs, approaching in confusion. There are many atmospheres that do not belong to reality.
"Send some magic crystals in," one of the senators said with an annoyed look on his face. He had finished smoking his cigarette. "Where are the waiters?"
His complaint struck a chord. The other elves couldn't sit still either.
The elders in the Nebula Temple adjourned the meeting when the initial attack occurred. However, for safety reasons, most of the senators and nobles did not leave the venue, waiting boredly for the situation to subside.
A group of half-elf maids walked in immediately. They had been waiting for a long time. There were bright red wines in crystal bottles and bundles of cigarettes on silver trays. These goodies were immediately distributed to the eager elves.
"I don't have to, thank you."
Galadia would never touch tobacco mixed with magic crystals, nor did she want to drink alcohol. Her mood was in a mess, with indescribable uneasiness and danger creeping up like vines.
Moreover, outside of this, there is a hot and familiar aura that seems to be not far away.
Could it be...
Galadia raised her head and looked out the window. Under the blue sky, there were flickering lights of fire. Even if you can't hear the sounds outside, you know it won't be peaceful tonight. She lowered her head and caressed a ring on her right index finger unconsciously.
The silver ring is like a blooming rose, with the petals holding a magnificent violet gemstone.
"Doesn't wearing a ring on the index finger mean that you are single?" Alyosha opened her eyes wide and looked at the ring, then at Galadia.
"If I wear it on my middle finger or ring finger, the Senate will probably jump up~"
"Oh——!" Miss Druyin nodded thoughtfully, "Who gave this to me?"
"you guess."
The two girls chatted quietly, and Alyosha was thinking of words to get to the bottom of it. Just as she was about to open her mouth, a senator sitting next to her suddenly jumped up from his chair.
"Uh——! Uh——!" He grabbed his throat, his nails had torn the flesh, and the blood that seeped out was as dark and purple as his face. The elder's eyeballs bulged, almost...
"Bang!"
The elder's eyes burst out of their sockets, exploding into a mass of red and green fragments and threads, which fell to the ground and writhed crazily.
Most of the elves were stunned, and some of the more vigilant ones were already shouting:
"Poison, they poisoned!"
Screams suddenly flooded the hall, and several more high-level elves present fell down. Galadia hurriedly pulled Alyosha and hid in a corner.
"Don't kill them all, stay, stay!" General Stanislas Paulus shouted to stop them. The maid who served tobacco and red wine was torn into pieces in an instant. The rest retreated to the corner and stared silently at the elves surrounding them.
"Where are your accomplices?" Senior executive Ashura stopped the angry tribesmen with one hand and raised his wand with the other, "Answer or die."
These maids were covered with wounds. The wrath and psychic powers of the Highborne ravaged them easier than tearing a rag doll apart. Their clothes were torn to pieces, and their smooth skin was cracked with shocking blood.
One of them walked out and looked at the executive with his head raised:
"They're everywhere."
"Why?" Ashura asked quickly.
"You and the members of the Divine Scroll know best."
"What was in the wine?"
"Moss collected from sewers, you know what's on it."
"Who ordered you?"
"nobody."
The maid answered all questions, but Galadia had a feeling that this was not the obedience of the past, but the calmness when victory was in hand.
Ashura's teeth trembled. He felt it, and most of the elves present felt it - and even began to panic, wondering if they could no longer ask - what would be asked?
Seeing that the elves were silent, the leading maid smiled miserably: "You seem to have forgotten the rules of the temple. You are not allowed to talk to half-elves."
"That's just a rule when the seal is loose..." Ashura's words were stuck in his throat before he could finish his words, and his dazzling eyes stared at the wall in disbelief, "How is that possible? Tonight, it shouldn't be... …”
There was a shuddering exclamation among the elves. They suddenly saw bloody words that should not appear tonight seeping out from the wall.
"Get out of here!" Tyrell shouted, "Noble clansmen, go to the safe house!"
The Council of Elders was instantly overwhelmed by chaos. The upper elves were pushing and shoving, trying desperately to squeeze out through the spacious door.
The leading maid looked at the fleeing elves with a smile, and lifted up her skirts with her companions to greet the fleeing elves and Ashura, who was already chanting the spell of destruction:
"I hope you all deserve what you deserve tonight."
One after another, the maids were set on fire and screamed in the fire. The first one was burned to charcoal. The last one, at the moment when the flames were biting his flesh, shouted in a voice that could be heard throughout the temple:
"Launch a rebellion against this false world!
…
The Nebula Temple is the most important building in Canaan. It is protected by a shield that blocks long-range attacks on the outside, and is guarded by powerful Beyonders inside. However, after the fleeing upper elves left the meeting hall, they still ran into the rebels who rushed into the temple. .
The ambush rebels came from all directions. Hundreds of warriors drew their bows and arrows and raised their muskets. The elves who were attacked immediately counterattacked, pouring magic and psychic energy into the area where half-elves and humans appeared.
Suddenly, some of the crowd disappeared.
The attacking parties were like chocolates that had been bitten twice, with some disappearing without a trace. The remaining elves, half-elves and humans stopped attacking and gathered together.
The complete rules have been outlined in Blood Letters:
"I invite you all to dance in circles tonight,
"One step left, one step left,
"One step to the right, one step to the right!"
Weird rules are in effect. All the creatures hurriedly put down their weapons, and the elves and rebels divided into two groups and danced in circles.
"Ah——!" A senator made a wrong step and cast his gaze into the darkness where he shouldn't have been, and was suddenly dragged into the darkness by a black shadow. The other elves continued to dance amidst the sound of chewing.
As soon as the dance music stopped, the rebel soldiers raised their rifles, and dense lead bullets rained down on them.
However, they were facing powerful elf extraordinary beings, and they were already at a disadvantage the moment the shooting began.
The firelight illuminated the hall, looking like a ferocious beast in the strong wind. The chaotic situation caused most of the rebel attacks to miss, and the rest hit the flying muskets and spreading arcs, or were wiped out on the shields.
No matter how hard they try, they can't resist the elves.
The Elf Extraordinaries with powerful shields kill without scruple, with fear, contempt, anger and hatred on their faces. The rebels' skulls were smashed into pieces, their throats were torn out, their waist vertebrae were torn, and their hearts were smashed. The elf completely threw himself into the killing, and the only thought in his mind was to kill the traitor without leaving any trace behind.
The sublime temple was filled with fire, explosions and dying cries. Galadia couldn't bear to watch, and the crazy high elves couldn't listen to any persuasion to stop.
Different forces collided in the gorgeous halls, rooms, corridors and pools, igniting a strong arc that even the sky would fade.
"Stop it, Stannis!" Galadia shouted to General Stannis Paulus beside her, "Let everyone stop it, psychic energy is very sensitive here..."
“Buzz——!”
An indescribable buzzing sound came suddenly, almost tearing apart the mind. A group of elven wizards who were casting spells suddenly began to twist. Their wand-waving hands were twisted like noodles, their torsos and legs were also entangled, and then, there was a muffled "Peng" sound.
The attacks used to suppress the rebellion warped in the air, bouncing back into the crowd amid conflicting psychic interference.
"Everyone, stop!" High-level executive Ashura sent out a captivating thought and stopped the compatriots who were still chanting crazily. "Leave this to us, take the radiant elves to the safe house in the secret vault."
"Secret Vault? Are you crazy? We are not going there!" Many senators shouted, "Stannis, where is your army?!"
Everyone had to move separately. General Stannis raised his hand and pointed toward the exit:
"The army will protect all the senators from leaving!"
Reliable troops are stationed in certain locations within this temple, led by powerful elven lieutenants and their most loyal half-elves.
The upper elves immediately split into two. Most followed the general to join the army, while a small number volunteered to follow Galadia and retreat to the underground safe house.
Passing through the maze-like corridor, Ashura's fighting psychic roars at the back were gradually blocked by doors and walls, and the surrounding area became quiet.
"Stop here!" Tyrell Si Xing, who was leading the team, stopped in front of a gate and issued an order, "According to the order of the Supreme Council, Miss Villanoyin's safety is the highest priority, and she must immediately Go to the underground vault to meet Tarkin and activate the weapons. My lords, some of you want to leave in the second group, and my commando team will stay here to protect you."
After that, he tapped the wall. The solid door opened, revealing a tunnel sloping downward and a small room.
Another radiant elf, Tarkin Yamon, is underground in the temple, guarding the sealed and mysterious secret vault. After the attack, he had returned to the deep underground according to the plan.
In this huge temple, there are some strange rooms that can be moved by themselves to specific locations in the temple, eliminating the fatigue of traveling long distances. However, the number of people each room can accommodate is limited.
Galadia looked into the dark underground, where there was no end to the depth. She squeezed her hand tightly, as if squeezing something, and nodded slightly.
"Is it necessary? Tarkin is down there, why bother..." Melrose, the psychic supervisor who was traveling with him, felt something was wrong, but there were many nobles accompanying Galadia. They didn't want to wait any longer and urged them to rush in together. Room.
The powerful supernatural being Tyrael was the last to enter. He told the other elves to take the next moving room and closed the door.
It is safe for now, there is still time before the next Eclipse appears. The frightened elves said nothing to each other, staring at the dim walls and roofs one by one.
"Whoosh, whoosh."
Outside the dark window, a cylindrical tunnel can be seen faintly. The cold wind from the ground blew in through the windows, making the elves shiver with cold.
"They're everywhere, but they're of no use," Tyrell broke the silence. "Ridiculous bugs."
Melrose disagreed: "Think carefully with your arrogant heads, what can this battle bring to the rebels? They died in vain."
"That's what bugs like."
"No," Melrose said, "They're driving us away. Our journey to the vault gives them access to the ultimate weapon."
Shrewd eyes replaced the dullness and laziness. Melrose's eyes fell on Galadia and asked in a respectful tone: "Miss, what do you think?"
Galadia looked at him, stroking the ring on her index finger as if meaninglessly.
"Listen to you."
Alyosha hugged Galadia's arm tightly. She is not an adult yet and is just here to attend the dance tonight. The cold air made her shiver, and a flash of red lightning suddenly flashed across the darkness outside the window.
The lightning speed was astonishing, like an illusion. There was no abnormality in the psychic energy, the strong wind drowned out all the movement, and the elves who noticed the bright light did not take it seriously.
It's probably a line failure or something...
"We should go back." The more Melrose thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. "Tarkin can activate the weapon himself. His work cannot be interrupted!"
"It's safe there, and the radiant elves don't allow any mistakes." Tyrell retorted.
"Safe, you mean this rat box is safe," Melrose jumped to his feet, "There is no safe place in this palace! Going underground will only cut off our retreat and be surrounded by those weird things. Miss, Let’s stop and get out of here.”
The elves all turned their attention to Galadia.
She was looking out the window into the endless darkness. The room slid downwards, out of the tunnel and into the vast empty space.
Galadia seemed to be distracted for a while, and after a moment she came to her senses and said softly:
"It's all here."
The room fell silent again.
Something is wrong... Melrose's eyes fell on Galadia's hand. From now on, she has been making some strange little moves.
This ring is too simple for the most noble lady in Canaan...
"What if the rebels' target was our secret weapon from the beginning? Tonight's attack is just a sheep attack." Melrose combed through his thoughts again. He needed to convince all the elves present to support his opinion, "Galadia Miss, I don’t mean to offend, but can you answer a few questions?”
"Excuse me."
"Where did you get that ring on your finger?"
Galadia lowered her eyes, staring at the silver ring and the small gems on it.
There was silence, except for the sound of the wind whistling through the tunnel in the room.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the moving room stopped. The door slowly opened, and the faint light was swallowed up in darkness a few steps away, leaving everyone unaware of where they were.
The elves held their breath and hid like nightingales disturbed by ferocious beasts.
Galadia raised her cheeks, looked around with a chuckle:
"Before we do anything, does anyone want to get out?"
A heart-wrenching sound came from the dark and deep passage, which was particularly breathtaking in the sudden silence.
"Hoo, ho—"
All the elves turned around and stared into the darkness ahead.
A helmet and a suit of heavy armor appeared in the darkness. The gentle breathing gathered into a heavy echo between the visor and helmet, like the roar of a giant beast stepping on the ground.
The sound of breathing was like a big hand covered in black armor, dripping with blood, passing through the cry of despair, crossing the void and strangling the throat.
"Hoo, ho—"
Melrose's dry throat squirmed, and doubts and confusion spread along his spine like melting ice water. He wanted to say something, but couldn't open his mouth.
"What is this?" Tyrell asked a confused question, "Are the sealed objects here out of control?"
Galadia smiled gracefully and backed away from the crowd with her swaying skirt.
The scarlet blood light swirled and shimmered like a comet, and a bolt of lightning pierced the darkness.
At this moment, the elves saw the enemy clearly. It was a knight wearing a ferocious helmet. Between the gaps in his faceplate, his blade-like gaze was like a red moon soaked in blood.
The coldness and fear seemed to have turned into reality, and the nightmare had become a reality.
"attack!"
Some elf wizard shouted. However, singing and magic seemed to be locked in a cage. Before he could use it, he was grabbed by the neck and thrown out by the power of nothingness.
"Use premade spells!"
The powerful Highborne launch their attacks, lashings of magic and roaring fire. The incoming knight picked up a senator and threw him into the crowd.
"Bang!" The elegant high-level elf was smashed and rolling on the ground like a bottle hit by a ball.
The elves were unable to recite the spell for some reason, so they panicked and used expensive jewelry to activate pre-made spells.
"Peng!"
The magic hit the invisible barrier and shattered into thousands of pieces of light and shadow like waves crashing on the shore, disappearing without a trace.
Tyrell, who was leading the team, couldn't figure out what was wrong. He saw lightning bouncing among the crowd and suddenly hit him on the shoulder, making a frightening sound of bone cracking.
"monster!"
Tyrell screamed and jumped out of the window.
The executive overseeing the battle suddenly disappeared, and the remaining elves were in chaos.
Melrose was dumbfounded. Alyosha turned into a big cat and pounced on her with a meow, then was kicked away. The other elves, although they are not weak, for example, the natural guardian Alea who had fought in Odessa, and the brave Dru Yin Uruk were all knocked down in an instant, and they were knocked down one by one. There is no life or death on the ground.
When the knight in black armor came to him, he suddenly understood something:
"Ah, this...oh, it turns out!" Melrose whined for a while, then suddenly raised his fist and whispered, "This, I promise, this is definitely not a personal grudge! Hi!"
The head of psychic research swung his fist, and before it even touched the armor, it flew backwards and hit the wall firmly.
