Just 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 realized that he had
It was difficult to turn away with a perfect and graceful movement.
A thousand years ago, Fleur could still create a new future as an emperor, but he who was once a king... was not qualified to give up everything.
"I feel the change 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 here 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?"
"..."
Instead of 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."
Stepping up 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 in front of them. 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, using her own strength."
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: "
Without the energy source of the entire city, the protective shield would naturally lose its effectiveness, and then... Fleur's head was neatly beheaded."
"...She used this weapon to destroy the energy source of Sky City?" The serious look 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 like ice jade in front of Duan Qing, Christine hummed: "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 Oklite clan."
"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 perspective, 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 Mages Council to come and help control this city.
The city's defense system is only like this..."
"Only we have a chance to block the next attack of the Restorationists and the covetous intentions of the black hands behind it."
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.
A shadow that looked like a tower vaguely appeared. His eyes stayed on that shadow for a long time, and Duan Qing's eyes gradually became cold and silent. He stroked the bloody sword in his hand.
On the surface, he sighed in a low voice: "And 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 light pillar 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
As the members repeatedly reminded them, the white light that turned into offline gradually disappeared. A certain man who had been secretly observing this scene then showed a proud smile, and then also went offline in the light of war flames flying in the sky.
, after walking out of the game cabin, he first dialed a number with his communication ball, and then with a gentle smile, he greeted the woman next to him who had just walked 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 of 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 looked out the window.
He glanced at the gradually rising noise in the distance, 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 had explored here. Yangtze River No. 7, which ran back here with several Knights Templar players, then 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 were gathered together and continued to cast spells were then displayed in front of many black-clothed followers. They loudly chanted unknown secret texts,
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 proud laugh, old and muddy.
His eyes were also looking straight at the energy circulation that was constantly filling the void above the tower. 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 just approached: "...How is it?"
"The chess pieces are all ready, 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 also been paying attention to him for a long time. Ivost and his friends have been secretly tracking him until now. They are currently locked between the 89th and 92nd floors.
…”
"Very good, we will start taking action after the passage is opened."
"...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 has already entered 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 up was also disappearing 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 ready-to-move gestures. Also ready to move were other foreign forces that had been surrounding Zaraha City.
As well as the players coming from both sides of the Principality and the Empire with their respective forces, the number of them is becoming more and more. They look at the city in the sky that is gradually becoming as bright as the sun and the black hole that appears next to the city.
The originally hesitant and wait-and-see thoughts began to waver: "It's almost done..."
"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's okay 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, this kind of 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 entertainment." (To be continued)
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