"It seems that there won't be any big problems in this matter."
At some point a little earlier, just below the Bridge of Miracles at the front of Liberty Square, several figures gathered there also withdrew their sight from the bottom of the bridge where the strange magical energy was constantly lingering.
, and turned to the direction of the black light band behind him: "Since 'that one' has already taken action, what do we have to worry about?"
"It's best not to have any more problems."
Standing at the front of the group, a leader with a bandage on his head and injuries all over his body also spoke with a look of resentment: "Otherwise, I bet everything here will be destroyed."
All in vain."
"How is it possible, Brother Rondall." He patted the man on the shoulder, and another man standing next to him also smiled and put down the shield he had been guarding: "The power used by that adult is not
The amount we can understand is not something that the creatures in this world can easily resist. As long as he is willing to judge, no one will be his opponent."
"I have heard this kind of guarantee a lot in the past time." Raising his hands in disbelief, the bandaged man known as Rondoer said without looking back: "Everyone who claims to be able to
Anyone who becomes the master of the world will eventually be slaughtered by others, and every guy who claims to be able to control his destiny will eventually die at the hands of those damn adventurers..."
As if he was talking to himself, his voice began to get smaller and smaller, but the light of energy between the hands raised in front of him became much brighter with the appearance of these soliloquies.
It was as if the guy standing in the center of the crowd had once again made his final determination and stirred up his last spirit: "I will never believe in the fate of you people again, I will only believe in my own hands.
"
"As long as we can activate the device in front of us and open up the entire energy system -" He stared at the large magic circuit in front of him with an almost morbid gaze that was constantly emitting energy. His hands through the bandages seemed to be
The magic circuits carved around the bottom of the bridge slowly passed left and right: "I will definitely be able to unlock the ultimate secret of this city and fulfill our family's last long-cherished wish..."
"The last long-cherished wish of your family?"
A calm voice suddenly appeared next to his ears, accompanied by a cloth-shirted man with his hair tied in a turban and a long sword at his waist. He didn't know when he appeared next to him: "You guys
The Rondore family actually still has a long-cherished wish? I thought you were just a group of bandits who fled here."
"You, who are you?" The originally scattered eyes gathered here with the sudden alert movements of several figures. As Rondo also shook violently for a moment due to shock, his eyes fell on this player.
On the body: "You, you, you, when did you—"
"Ah, I'm sorry." He shook his head slightly, and the player who came closer and dressed in simple clothes and looked like an ancient poet smiled and took a step back: "Maybe we are not very familiar with each other, right? After all, you
We have almost no interaction with each other, and I have never heard of you before."
"But everything can be started again, just like the creed that we adventurers have always believed in." A warm smile appeared on his face, and the sharpness displayed on his thin face seemed to match the sharpness he showed at this time.
His friendly intentions were completely inconsistent: "Hello, I am Jian Beidong, please give me some advice."
"...I've heard your name."
In the confused and silent scene of the people around him, Rondoer, who had a white bandage wrapped around his head, spoke first with a gloomy expression: "A relatively famous reclusive swordsman on the mainland, both in terms of strength and reputation...
Why are you suddenly interested in this place?"
"Because the City of Freedom can be regarded as half of my hometown." The smile hanging on the corner of his mouth showed no sign of fading. The swordsman in ancient costume who called himself Jian Beidong replied softly: "I have been away from my hometown for so long.
You want to come back and take a look, right?"
"Then you saw this place coming?" The evil in his eyes became more and more obvious. Rondoer warned in a low voice: "Don't tell me about coincidences. I never believe in so-called coincidences. This is the land of freedom."
The center of the bridge is the most important part of the connection between the Freedom Bridge and the City of Freedom. Most people probably don’t even know the existence of this place, let alone coming here.”
"You'd better retreat quickly and stay away from this place." In the scene where several guards around him raised their weapons one after another, there seemed to be light condensing around him as he kept raising his hands: "Otherwise,
Don’t blame us—”
"You're welcome to take action."
The latter half of the sentence seemed to be read out by the player from outside the world on his behalf. Countless intertwined sword lights then formed a straight sword beam under the interaction of each other. The swordsman suddenly
In the action of drawing the sword and thrusting, it formed a bright and brilliant white stream. Then a huge energy shield suddenly appeared next to Rondoer in front of the swordsman. Several shield-hands and others around him reacted.
The most solid defense was built amidst the loud shouts, but the sword light hitting the energy shield did not dissipate in the energy convection, but followed the streamlines on the side of the shield toward the dark depths in the distance like water.
The ground is flowing: "The lone sail is far away and the shadow is gone in the blue sky -"
"Only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing across the sky."
As Jian Beidong sang these words, the brilliant stream of light scattered in the sky into starlight. The white sword energy that was originally scattered after the collision of the energy shield fell neatly again like the torrential river water.
, the sword river formed by the beam of light and the star rain then instantly overturned above the people protecting Rondall, and was quickly washed away like a small solitary sail in the river. The swords scattered in all directions.
The energy mixed with several screams disappeared into the distance of the dark night sky. After a while, it slowly calmed down among the scattered energy turbulence. At this time, the man named Rondoer also fell to the ground with several screams.
The figures gradually crawled out from among them, and the action of attacking with the sword now turned into a struggle after attacking across the sword river: "What, what is this move?"
"This is... uh, a trick given to me by the Patriarch of the Roland family."
Jian Beidong retracted the long sword to his waist, and slowly walked forward. Jian Beidong smiled and replied: "In order to fit the artistic conception, I just chanted a few sentences casually and showed my shame."
"Luo, the Roland family?" Rondoer, who maintained his figure, said with a look of shock: "Yes, it's the Roland family? You, how could you-"
"If you still possess the throne owner's orb, you may still have some resistance."
Jian Beidong interrupted the other party's words in a low voice, and Jian Beidong, who was shaking his head, slowly put away his casual expression at this time: "It's a pity that in order to stand here, you have paid too much price, and in the end even your soul was lost.
I’m going to be completely betrayed.”
A roaring sound then appeared above the two people's heads, accompanied by the sky-high firelight and strong vibrations that came vaguely from the direction of the square. Jian Beidong, who felt something in his heart, then raised his head and looked forward quietly.
A glance at the direction where the harsh sound of metal stirring and friction was coming from: "It seems that time is running out."
"You, you can't!" As if he understood what the other party wanted to do, Rondoer raised his hand with eyes wide open: "This is our last hope! Do you want to watch this bridge fall silent forever?
"
"Of course I don't hope so." Jian Beidong, who raised the long sword in his hand again and walked closer, then smiled and looked down at the other person's figure: "Anyway, with the strength of the Magic Empire, sooner or later you will have
The future that belongs to this Bridge of Freedom and the possibilities it can reveal will surely be realized at some point in the future if we find a way to clean up the mess here."
"But not now."
With a sword from afar, the magic circuit that Rondal had previously maintained at the bottom of the Bridge of Freedom was split into fragments all over the sky. He put away his smile and said with a sigh.
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"Fa, what happened?"
Strong vibrations accompanied this huge roar and came along the front of the train. Along with it, there was a heavier and more obvious tilting feeling than before. The front of the slow-moving carriages also followed this.
Under the influence of the vibration, signs of toppling began to appear, with billowing black smoke and several surprised glances from inside the power carriage starting to spread towards the depths of the square: "He, are they -"
"They destroyed the front carriage!"
Duan Qing gritted his teeth and stabilized his body, still holding his hands on the magic device in front of him, and shouted loudly: "They definitely want to make us completely broke down! If any carriage rolls over -"
"That's right! Your plan will completely collapse!" The flying sword was blocked by the code word Ninglan in front of him. Liangchen Meiyu, who was standing in front of Duan Qing, also burst into crazy laughter at this time: "What else can be compared?
Is there something more sad than seeing yourself fall down on the final road? No! You can only swallow the bitter pill of failure! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-haha-haha-uh
As if he noticed something unusual, his laughter suddenly stopped. The slowly moving car did not actually fall over as it had shown the tendency to roll over before, but slowly returned to its original stability:
"What, what's going on?"
"The damaged carriages have been cleared."
The calm yet clear voice then appeared in Duan Qing's ears. He raised his head and looked out. What caught his eye was a tall man standing in the corner of the square outside the carriage with his hands behind his back.
Figure: "Keep clearing the way forward."
"It's Lu Bench!" The players around him suddenly widened their eyes, and Asahi Dongsheng, who was still fighting at the front, took the lead in exclaiming breathlessly: "He actually at this critical moment——"
"Such a big thing has happened in the Free City, and our Dongcheng Association will naturally not sit idly by and ignore it." As the light gradually became clear, the black breasts on his body appeared in front of everyone. The player's board was called Lu Bench.
Qi Qi's expression did not change at this time: "Don't worry, I'm not the only one coming here."
"Qing Niu, you can go too."
In the background of the distant black storm and the white wall of light confronting each other, he whispered instructions to the young man with short hair next to him. Countless elite members belonging to the Dongcheng Society also shouted loudly to the young man in shorts.
With his promise, he rushed out of the darkness on the street and rushed towards the players who were still besieging the moving train. Countless white lights from around the square also began to emerge as this team took the lead, representing
The figures of players who came online with white light then gradually filled and occupied the empty space that had been completely wiped out by the magic armor. Several familiar figures also appeared in the Wings of Freedom with the explosion of more and more energy.
The front of the square coalition forces formed with the Knights Templar announced the beginning of the counterattack with the IDs and identities they represented: "It is indeed the most suitable place for us to cause trouble."
"Now that we have fought like this, we will naturally not be absent in the future, right?"
"These magic bosses are filled with familiar energy, so let's start with them first."
"You Dawn Glory people like PVE, but we like PVP, so - leave those people over there to us!"
"What, what's going on?"
Staring at the appearance of these new forces and the battlefield where the balance began to lose its tilt, Liangchen Meiyu's voice began to tremble with anger: "How did these guilds from thousands of miles away come to this place? How did I -"
"Because we have important things to do."
The sword light like fireworks then penetrated the left and right sides of the car, and with a mature and charming female voice, Liangchen Meiyu's body and his unfinished words were instantly blasted into the air: "I'm sorry to disturb you, you don't know.
Whatever the plan is, if you want to blame it, just blame your bad luck."
"——Lou Yushang!"
The furious roar began to get smaller and smaller as the figure that was knocked away gradually moved away, and at the same time it instantly calmed down the atmosphere in the carriage. She was covered in Valkyrie armor and held a blazing sword in her hand.
The blue-haired female swordsman then put away her heroic flying thrusts, smiled and said hello to Duan Qing, who was staring at him: "Yo."
"Don't call me by my name! Is this what a scum like you call me casually?"
The fleeting figure then rushed out along the direction of the sword energy that had previously penetrated the carriage, and with a murmuring curse that suddenly raised its mouth, it quickly zoomed away to the side: "I really think I left the freedom.
City, you can do whatever you want here?"
"Just in time! I'll use you to sacrifice the flag to the new alliance today!"
This chapter has been completed!