Juno's snow-white hand was exploring into the entangled cable. His fingertips slightly closed and lifted the polyhedral cylindrical device, gently pulled it out of the cable, and then raised it high in front of him.

It's as focused and careful as if you are citing a rare treasure.

He stared at the device, and Ai Green's eyes were focused, as long as he was staring at a new world. Finally, a faint smile appeared in his eyes. He gently put it down and looked at the others:

“Execute the plan.”

They couldn't use anything else, and gave them to Silver Chain Island, to Han Ruina, to Taxin Singer and the Blade of the Rasin Gold, and even from the Ayin Brock and the Ravendul Craftsmen Association.

Go and execute the plan.

Opening a new world.

The wandering horse rubbed the messy long hair on his forehead, poured a whole pot of coffee, and kept the empty cup at hand, and still yawned regardless of lightness or weight.

He raised his eyes, his soft eyes still staring at the picture ahead. Staying up late is nothing to him, but the real challenge has just begun, and every minute and second that follows will determine the direction of the game.

Geralus sat down on the main stage, looking energetic. He had just finished his shift with his colleagues and even made a joke. He picked up his pen and looked at the game records a day ago, and his brows frowned unconsciously.

The assistant pushed the door and looked at the white paper scattered all over the floor in the live broadcast room. The young man couldn't help but ask curiously: "I heard that yesterday's game was going very fast."

"Yes, soon," Gerald nodded gently with a stack of records, feeling like he was returning to the last day of the last game in a trance, "three teams are all approaching the core area."

"It's so much faster than expected, I thought it would take at least five days?" The assistant was a little surprised. "It took half a month for the entire double tower trial, and it took seven days for Shuhai to take it."

"Longer forward," Gerald looked at the time, "there are five minutes left to start the live broadcast, come and sit down."

The assistant hurried over.

The projection crystal was emitting a misty light, and the figures of the two appeared on the main stage.

In the Grand Arena of Apenander, the audience has changed one after another.

As the morning approached, the guests who were honored in the tall private rooms began to enter one by one. Except for the fans who were the most loyal to alchemy among them, the nobles of the empire would certainly not stay up late here.

The guests in the box were greeting each other softly. They occasionally looked at the scenes in the arena, and the topic became a discussion of the delegations of the Empire. The ladies chuckled and commented on the two young people at the Empire Workshop.

"Although Mr. Juno is a caller, he is quite graceful."

"Georgefin is as always like those of them."

"What do you think the Empire will be doing this year?"

"What else can it be done? Of course, I'm toasting His Majesty the Emperor."

"The Kaolin people have performed very well in the past two sessions."

"So what, I'm not some rough foreigners."

"I think that kid is quite cute. Do you want to meet him?"

"How to meet?"

"Let my uncle arrange it."

The flashing spots on the map are approaching the center of the tree sea. Mining areas, the advance bases are being built at accelerating, and there are continuous assembly bodies. The magic weapon is being sent to the front line. The meaning of a war is getting stronger and stronger.

After experiencing three spires, the Empire finally got the core of the Gestalt they had dreamed of. They began to turn to the central area. After the black wall, Tower 4 was already close.

On the other hand, the movement trajectory of the Kaolin people is more like a sword taking a detour.

It was like a demon sword piercing across the edge of the central area. After taking down three spires, it crossed from the inside of the barrier area through the sectors where the Hanruina, Silver Chain Island, White Tree Society and the Ravendur people belonged.

The twinkling spot of light was already close to the Guta people under the gaze of people.

The head of the Mimenos Craftsman Association, and the genius craftsman of the White Tree Society, the time walker of the time of the time traveler, was watching the scene of returning from his own clockwork fairy, with a gloomy face.

"We're one step late, they've crossed."

Kura said silently.

The boy who had fought with the purses this month only looked at the darkening twilight and the forest with a silent look.

"Why, you have no idea?" asked the Time Walker. "We are not slow either. They are in a hurry to get along with their own people. It is impossible to waste too much time here. Now is their weakest time."

Kura turned around and looked at him, "Do you really think the Empire will be kind?"

"Of course I'm not that stupid," Time Walker shook his head, "but I just wanted to let out a sigh of anger. Do you really think we can deal with the Imperials? Forin is probably not an opponent, but with the help of the Imperials, I don't think there is a big problem with the Korlins."

"With those people missing, what threat can the teams coming from the auditions pose? They signed a covenant with the Empire, but the Empire will not fight for them. They have better resources, but this game ultimately depends on their own level."

Kura shook her head, "But it's too late for you to say this, they've left."

The Time Walker kicked a dead tree away in anger. This was exactly where he felt depressed. The Kaolin people crossed Area F. They approached each other from Area D. In the end, they were not as fast as the other party.

What exactly are those Kaolin people doing?

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind him, "What is that?" someone asked, pointing to the dark night sky. A buzzing sound was coming from above his head, and the time walker's face changed and looked up.

Several huge airships were flying over their heads with propellers, and the Time Walker looked at the scene in surprise, "That was the Imperial people's airdrop, how could it be in this place?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! His expression suddenly changed, "Ravendur."

A rustling sound like a tide came from the forest, and a fire suddenly lit up in the distance. The fairy in the team changed her face and raised her head to shout to everyone, "The body of the fairy No. 17 was attacked on the outer structure."

In fact, everyone had seen the appearance of the attacker at this time. The things had sharp claws and covered with pitch-black shells, like a spider the size of a water basin, crawling forward with a tiny sound.

In the darkness, their sensing elements were emitting a creepy red light, and because they were so numerous that they almost covered the forest ground. From a distance, they looked like a sea of ​​red light shining.

A black tide.

The first impression of those constructs is the psychic construction, but after careful reading, they find that they are very different from the mechanical style of the spire. They still retain a strong imperial style, but they are very different from the traditional imperial construction series.

"What the hell is this?" People changed their faces, "The empire's composition?"

But the face of Time Walker is particularly ugly.

He had already cast his clockwork and saw a more strange picture. The silver fairy doll of the imperial man was floating in the forest, driving the tide-like structure to close towards them.

The silver etheric light flows all indicate that those strange components are controlled by them, but the problem is-

Why are there so many?

Where did the imperial people find the fairy souls that can control so many flexible configurations. This is a component that is spread throughout the forest like mountains and seas. I am afraid there are not as many as thousands.

That was beyond the limit that everyone imagined by the White Tree Learning Society.

Time Walker looked at the dark constructs, and he was an outstanding construct craftsman, with a natural keen sense that the secret of multi-control of the empire's fairy dolls may have some connection with these constructs.

But he had no time to confirm further.

"Deploy the defense," Time Walker waved to everyone and roared: "Build a position and don't let them lean over, these damn imperial men!"

He had realized that this was a trap, but the Ravendur Craftsmen Association was just the most low-key among the three teams of the Imperials. He did not think that he was not the opponent. As long as he persisted until the first wave of troops was sent.

It is impossible for the imperial people to fight a meaningless war of attrition with them here.

Time Walker turned around, but found that Kura didn't say a word, just looking at the dark structure. At this time, this guy was stunned. He was a little angry and said, "Kura?"

"Don't you think it looks familiar?" Kura turned around and asked him.

The Time Walker was slightly stunned, "What do you think is familiar?"

"These constructs," replied Kura, "although it happened in Kaurin-Ishurien, you would not have known about the great things of the Battle of the North. These constructs are somewhat similar to the "Nighty Furnace"..."

"It's all technologies under the sea of ​​abyss, nothing strange," Time Walker gritted his teeth. "The Empire didn't know how many technologies have been studied in private, but now is not the time to discuss this, Kura."

The boy nodded and then put on his own craftsman gloves.

As Time Walker thought, the Ravendur Craftsmen Association was the weakest among the three participating teams in the Empire. Baishu learned to face it head-on, which was nothing more than just a fight to the point of being evenly matched.

As long as they react, no one present would think that they would not be able to hold on to the first wave of component airdrops.

At this stage, the craftsmen in the sea of ​​trees no longer lack resources. Everyone wears information crystals. Even if there is no support, it is easy to put more than one hundred components into battle.

One hundred third-level constructions, even if the cost is not included, there should be no problem maintaining the front for more than half an hour. For everyone, this is just a very simple calculation problem.

But it's just outside the stadium at this moment-

There was a silence in the Grand Arena of Apenander.

The main stage shows the dilemma faced by those who have learned Baishu from a overlooking perspective, which is an endless black ocean, as if the endless black ocean is engulfing the forest.

Swallowing the green sea of ​​trees.

The people in this encirclement may not feel it, but the bystanders just silently stared at the scene. In the hearts of many people, Bai Shu Learning has entered the countdown to exit the arena.

To their east and west are the teams of the Ravendur Craftsmen Association and Silver Chain Island. Now both teams have erected tall crystal towers, and more than twenty fairy dolls are distributed in the forest like a large net.

"The Empire finally moved."

A strange look flashed in Geros' eyes, "Although they had been aggressive before this, in fact, the Empire did not show any other means except the covenant with the offshore team."

"But from the Imperial Workshop getting the Gestalt core from the third Storm Tower, the flow of the arena changed. Do you see those components? It reminds me of the Korliner not long ago - no, it should be the Fire Giant used by the Dragon Alchemist."

Geros carefully looked at the dark "Nightmare Furnace" structures, "The fairy doll cannot calculate the margin, but Player Ed obviously used some special means to give his Fire Giant spirit the remaining ability. In essence, these components should have the same principle. The use of the margin technology greatly reduces the calculation pressure of the control center, so you will see that a fairy doll can command such an army."

The assistant on the side nodded and said, "I've heard that the Empire is undergoing technological innovation. They actually use such technology in the latest generation of flexible configurations, such as the new generation series they are launching, the Knight-type Annihilist. However, this is the first time that the Empire has shown this new technology in a competition, and it seems that they are advancing this technology much deeper than we imagined."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This is the ultimate move of the Imperials," Jeros took over the conversation, "but I don't know if it's a trump card, but new technologies often have an advantage in this space, because it's much easier to implement technology here than in the outside world. The Imperials may also use this game as an opportunity to verify technology."

"That's so bold," the assistant praised, "but in this way they are somewhat similar to the Korlins. Jack, who do you think the Imperial man's skills are stronger or the Korlins' master structure?"

"I can't say this," Geralus shook his head gently, but it was rare that he was not keeping it in a way to attract the audience, but that he really couldn't see through the game. "Have you noticed it-"
To be continued...