The Amber Sword: Act 532 The Throne of the End IX

On the platform of the tree, a fast sailing ship is approaching the port, and Hazellian's craftsmen and mechanics are working on the final modification of these airships.

Several White Lion Knights are selecting volunteers, but there are too many volunteers to congest the emergency passage from the lower to the upper level. The young and brave Trentheim sailors are loudly refuting the ridiculous conclusions of the officers. After all, why don't -- choose them?

"You are too young."

"Sir, I just look young."

"This gentleman, only soldier is recruited here."

"no, no, no, I am also soldier! I used to be a cavalry of Southern Territory legion. Look at the injuries on my arm. This is left in the first War of Black Rose. Why do you Trentheim people look down on others?"

The young craftsmen of Hazellian looked at these shouting Aouinian and shook their heads to return to the one's own post.

The chief mate and the sailor stood frowningly beside the handsome young man -- youngster and looked at the two before they said, "I have told you more than once about the operation of this anchoring device, already. It ’s the most The core component is this Space anchor. This is a Space anchoring effect created by Thirteen Circle spell. It can have the effect of disturbing the transmission. -- Do you know what is Thirteen Circle spell? "

"Understand." The two nodded again and again.

The young craftsman glanced at them suspiciously: "Since this is the case, you should not omit the operation steps without authorization. Whether it is Magic or Magicite technology, it is a serious matter. If you let us because of your misuse, Do you know how serious it is to lose a ship in advance?

"Yes, yes," the two replied sweatily.

"Do you really understand?" The young craftsman picked up the handsome eyebrow.

"I understand," the chief officer nodded again and again: "I just think that the First Circle, which opens the mechanical lock and activates the anchoring device, cannot be executed together, which can save us a lot of time, isn't it, I am Say, anyway, we are all going to send dead -- as long as spell is activated? "

The young craftsman stared at the suspicious guy.

The chief officer can only surrender: "Her Lord has the final say, Yours the last."

"In short," the young man nodded with satisfaction: "You all understand?"

"Understand." The sailor gave his colleague one's own a long elbow and replied, "In short, please rest assured that you will give this thing to us."

The young craftsman frowned, and the slightly beautiful eyebrow revealed something like "ha": "You seem to have made a mistake, and you just learned to operate it just in case. That ’s it. Who said I ’m leaving? Can you handle this anchoring device well, but you ’re far behind -- compared to professionals ”

The chief officer and the sailor looked at each other long and long: "But ... sir, this boat is ..."

"Why, only you are allowed to be brave, Hazellian is a coward?" He knocked on the Magicite device and made an empty voice: "Can't solve that transmission channel, I stay there and the result is the same, instead of dying at home Better to die in frontline. "

"But ..." the chief officer hurriedly replied: "You stay here to play a greater role."

The young craftsman did not raise his eyelids and replied: "Then I can't help it. This is the decision of the Prophet. You can raise your objection to your Commander. Are there any other questions?"

The first officer and the sailor glanced at each other, only shaking their heads: "No problem, no problem."

The teenager looked at the two of them, his mouth twitched with victory.

The sailor picks up the iron ball aside and asks again, "What is this, cannonball?"

"This is the anchorage device of the smaller one," the young craftsman replied, "It is equipped for the air cavalry. Its mode of action is the same as the spell ring number and not inferior on this large device -- but the scope of influence. It is much smaller. To put it simply, this thing needs to be close to a certain degree to be useful. Air cavalry lacking Defense is basically impossible to enter the Teleportation Gate, so holding it can only be regarded as a psychological comfort.

The sailor took the thing in his hand, looked at it, and asked, "Can we take it?"

"Random." The young craftsman replied, "Although this thing is precious, it's so much here."

The two nodded and one took one.

Oerding in the distance watching the situation inside the port, suddenly there was some stability in his heart.

Because this is such an era.

People can die generously to protect everything.

And this is such a Aouine.

At this moment, it will be doomed to shine in the long river of past and future.

...

In a slight crack, Freya returned to God. The sword already in her hand penetrated the Crystalline's corpse when she didn't know when, and she heavily coughed, and blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

The strands of blood soaked against her forehead, she pulled back her sword and fell to her knees on the ground because of her unstable strength. There was a blackening in front of her eyes and a sound of footsteps. A small group of soldiers passed near her, but the smoke was so dense that people could not find the Aouine's Valkyrie.

Freya suddenly felt something.

A monotonous buzz echoed above the sky, the sound of the Mana engine of a fast sailing boat.

She came from subconsciously raises head. In the blood-red sky, several shiny silver lines were passing through the smoke and fog, straight out the sky. Freya suddenly choked and slightly opened her chapped lips.

A fire is shining across the sky.

On three intersecting horizontal lines, the main fleet already of the Buga and Bansiya people set off their formations, the volley flame time after time flickered, and a flame path began to slowly extend forward in the sky.

In its center is a small and brave fleet --

Twenty-three fast sailing ships with high silver sails.

They face the wind, like twenty-three straight silver lines, straight into the clouds.

That's the fleet of Aouinian.

Surrounded by artillery fire that explodes like fireworks, the gorgeous light is reflected on the young faces. At this moment, in front of them, not only a picture of a huge battlefield, but a colorful road .

The road of fire and light stretches forward in the air.

Yinlong Mystryl also raised her slender neck, and in her mercury-like eyes, a little flash was reflected. It was so dazzling on this chaotic battlefield. The silver sails broke through the layers of siege, separating the thick smoke and the mist -- Aouinian came without hesitation. With the dazzling light, the pieces exploded, and the rushing Crystalline could not stop the pace of progress.

She suddenly groaned.

Colossal Dragons spread out in an instant and surrounded the invisible Arak in the center. At this moment, the offense and defense seemed to be transposed. Looking down from the sky, twenty-three tiny light spots alreadys approached the huge black sphere.

Solomon watched this scene silently in the sky.

He already has no spare time to show any spell, but at this moment, he feels the power of that destiny. -- Everyone stands side by side. The future of the whole world is connected to each other like never before.

Everyone subconsciously looked up, staring at the silver flashes in the sky.

Under the attack of Crystalline, the six outermost speedboats finally started to fall slowly.

Then seven more ships.

People clenched their fists, but suddenly three fast sailing vessels broke away from main formation. They accelerated into the ocean of Crystalline. The artillery breath on both sides flashed, and in a blink of an eye, it was full of sky. Crystalline flooded. But just as the light in people's eyes disappeared, suddenly the entire Crystalline sea swelled, and a bright flash pierced through it.

A nascent sun hangs scattered above the clouds. Facing that long-lasting glow, Count Oerding went to command. In the fierce gust of wind, the remaining seven fast sailing boats already approached the target staggeringly.

"Unlock the machine!"

Count calmly fulfilled the order.

"The lock is unlocked!" A whistle in return responded from the remaining airships.

"Report the distance."

"Seven hundred and twenty."

The sound of twisted steel came from the air. Under the siege of Crystalline, the Boniville on the periphery unfortunately bumped into the side of the Sandka. The two sailing ships broke in midair and dragged a long trail. Crashed to the ground.

“Take care and wish -- a victory”

"Long live Aouine."

This is the last signal from the two ships.

Target already is in sight.

Count Oerding closed his eyes.

Five ships simultaneously activated the anchoring device --. Five small light spots finally approached the edge of the black sphere. Above the sky, Air Ship teams of Aouinian, Bansiya and Buga people held their breath. . In people's eyes, it seems that already reflects the dazzling brilliance of Thirteen Circle Space Magic Spell when it is excited.

While far away from the other side of the battlefield, a shudder shook Mystryl's mind.

Ms. Yinlong turned back.

On the battlefield, Freya looks up at the sky like a stone sculpture.

Of the black sphere, a long tail suddenly swept out of it. It hit the Count Oerding's ship first, and then the remaining four Air Ship -- one by one were fragmented.

The light dots went out, and the shards of sky fell down one after another.

...

The quiet needle drop in the dim Holy Cathedral is audible.

Brando silently clenched the Ordefeiss' hilt -- Clais, Lady of Dead Moon. Before ten thousand years ago, she was the goddess who dominated sleep and night, and was a protector of all undead creature. She is both the Grim Reaper and the priesthood of life, because the cycle of life and death is endless.

But not now.

After tiamat fell, this lady, along with most of the deities, became a Dragon of Twilight puppet. At this moment, the two sides, already, stood on either side of a clear line and were enemies and non-friends.

Brando glanced back at Andelique, vampire Young Lady looked away with a guilty conscience, but she still looked at the throne, one's own Lady Goddess, with a complex and difficult look.

She was an asylum for all undead.

At that moment, Mordefeys and her suddenly understood the feeling of Colossal Dragons.

But the goddess above the throne is very calm, with a star-like eye staring at everyone, she seems to have exhausted all her power, and then slowly spoke three words:

"Kill me."

kuāng dāng, the scimitar in Andelique fell to the ground.

Clais closed her eyes, but when she opened it again, only the cold murderous intent was left in the dark eyes.

...

Huge black sphere hovering above Callas Plateau motionlessly.

Everything seems to have happened, quietly, people absentmindedly watching such a scene, the wreckage of the airship slowly drifted to the ground. The sky was rare and calm, and even the fire coverage stopped. The three Air Ship teams did not know for a moment whether they should continue to attack the -- or did the **** already descend onto this world?

Manrique touched one's own's cheek, palms wet. Outside the porthole, the black trails falling from the sky, do not know whether it foreshadows the end of an end day?

A whistle sounded on plateau. That was a trombon to retire.

No one can compete with a deity, the tragedy of the Battle of Metz must not be repeated here --

On the battlefield, Bansiya people started to retreat first, then other countries on the Great Plains, then Leonin of Torquine, and finally Highland Knight. Head Commander Bernard of Highland Knight wiped the sweat from his palms and looked at the two remaining crystal towers on the battlefield from a distance. He sighed one breath with a pity. But he did not hesitate, dropping the gaping sword in his hand and walking backwards.

Behind him is a silver wave. The Heroic Spirits of Silver Elf and Earth Legion are covering the withdrawal of mortals.

But in the tide-like retreat, one person is going up against the current.

Freya already slowly stood up straight, walked firmly forward to Crystalline in front of --, separated the smoke and rushed at her, she backed a sword, sword edge and the Crystalline's skull broke apart. But she was also knocked out and heavily fell to the ground.

Freya clenched his teeth and got up again, wiped the blood on his forehead, and walked forward with one foot deep and one shallow. Beside her, some soldiers finally noticed the existence of Aouine Valkyrie. They stopped to stop and watched in surprise Female Knight. People turned away and let Freya pass between them.

Valhalla Outside the city, Thurman, who was taking a break, suddenly stood up from the city wall in doubt.

And above the sky, Solomon opened his eyes again, and there was a flash of unknown color in his eyes.

A Aura completely disappeared from the battlefield.

...

Ms. Yinlong turned over to avoid the spines of Arak. She made a low-frequency tweet and called her one's own companions to start a new battle and start climbing, hoping to occupy a higher and more favorable airspace to launch an attack.

Two or three points of silver light flashed on the ring on her paw, and Mystryl lowered her head. It was the news of two young Colossal Dragon from the periphery of the battlefield.

"Disappeared?"

She froze slightly.

Mystryl stretched its wings and looked toward the center of the battlefield after a turn in midair, but immediately, an incredible look passed flashes from her silver eyes.

Across the sky, the slight coercion of Clais still exists.

But the transmitted beacon disappeared --

...

In the city of Valhalla, William pushed open the door and came out. His raises head, his eyes were full of doubts. The beacon transmitted by -- disappeared. Why? Could the Aouinian still reach its goal at the last minute?

But they obviously didn't arrive.

Wait, arrive at --

A light flashed through the Chief Wizard's mind.

...

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