"The Pillar of Stars Artisans Association has also withdrawn."
Outside the arena, the sound of whispers slowly filled the Apenande Coliseum. On the host's stage, the commentators were also whispering to each other. Jeroux looked at the manuscript in his hand, lowered his tone, and stated this.
One fact——
Until now, people seemed to have realized what was unusual about this competition.
In previous competitions, there has never been an example of the entire team leaving the field in the second stage. Although there is a resurrection stage later, without the support of on-site resources in the second stage, the verdict can basically be announced
Out.
This is just the sixth day of the Spire Trial, the third day in reality.
However, the sea of trees has entered a white-hot stage.
"The White Tree Society has actually gained some resources," Jerros was silent for a while before commenting, "After all, they still made it all the way into District D. If you compare them to being the overall leader in past competitions, such results can be considered quite satisfactory."
"Unless the Imperial people didn't plan ahead." The young assistant frowned, stared at the screen and shook his head.
Jellos also agreed with this point, "It is true. The Imperials gave up most of the spoils and divided them equally among the four teams from overseas and the trials. This means that the Baishu Society's leaving score at this moment is not higher than
For most teams, this is undoubtedly not good news for their subsequent schedule."
He stated his opinions as tactfully as possible.
But in fact, it is not too good for the White Tree Society, but too bad. The Sea of Trees has entered the final stage. Even if each of the remaining teams is on an equal starting line, they only need to take each step forward.
, which will greatly leave behind the teams that left the field before.
As for the Pillars of Stars...
No one is optimistic about the Lotao people anymore, after all, even their main group has suffered a setback at this moment.
There were some words that Jerros had not fully said. In his opinion, the Empire's plan had begun to take shape, or at least it had achieved partial success. The situation in the sea of trees was tilting towards the Empire's final victory little by little -
People silently estimated the participating teams.
There are still twelve teams on the field. Calculated based on nine people per team, there are still at least one hundred people left. In the remaining process of the game, at least five teams still need to be eliminated. In other words, only six teams will enter in the end.
to the next round.
The Imperials already accounted for three of them.
Everyone has to fight for the remaining three seats.
At this moment, the main team of the Imperials, the Imperial Workshop delegation, is currently crossing Area F, heading towards the core area of the dark barrier. Outside the core ring area, the towering White Tower is already within easy reach.
On the other side, the troops from Harena, Silver Chain Island and Lavender Craftsmen Association were cleaning the battlefield. In front of them, there were only a few teams from the Giant Tree Hill people and the Kaolin people.
In the north, lights of different colors are gathering together on the map and connecting...
On the screen, the picture itself has changed.
People are looking at the northern border of the sea of trees that suddenly appears in the light screen——
The atmosphere in the Wandering Horse live broadcast room was solemn.
Everyone could see the urgency of the situation, and the trap set by the Empire was taking shape. Within the huge trap, the Guta people and the players of the Kapka Craftsmen Association seemed unaware of it.
Even the team that they had high hopes for was passing through the barrier area.
They all seemed to be running headlong into the encirclement net without realizing it.
Just a moment ago, people witnessed the destruction of the White Tree Society with their own eyes. The endless black structures were like a rising tide, slowly submerging everything. The people of the Mimenos Craftsmen Association actually mobilized some backup.
But to no avail.
The weak resistance is still swallowed by the dark tide.
The Empire finally used their trump card unabashedly. The construct similar to the nightmare furnace creature in the sea of tree space has a computing power requirement that is hundreds of times lower than that of ordinary constructs. A fairy doll
, you can almost raise an army.
Moreover, those jet-black structures seemed to be quite cheap. All the bases behind the Empire were converting their full efforts to producing such structures, and airships were flying over the sea of trees.
And put countless such constructs into the front line.
The empire's alliance, a coalition of seven participating delegations, has been fully mobilized, and the number of those dark and twisted structures is increasing every moment, as if there is no end.
People looked at the airships that blocked the sky and the sun, and several armies were crossing half of the sea of trees. For a moment, they were silent.
Of course most of them still remember the silver Valkyrie——
But can a decisive weapon really reverse the changing trend in the entire sea of trees?
Even if the Dragon Alchemist carries the main structure alone and can kill many people in and out of this army, even if no one can stop him, can he really protect everyone?
What's more, even if one person really kills through the imperial coalition.
But can that still be regarded as the three delegations of Kaolin and Ithulian, with twenty-seven craftsmen, one representing the victory of the Ithulian alchemy community as a whole?
People can't help but feel a little strange, especially for those who are familiar with the significance of this game. The essence of the Spire Trial and the Continental League is not a competition that advocates individual heroism.
Especially in this space of trees and sea.
Even in the competition where Loofah created the legend, the Kaolin people were still united and made the imperial people bow their heads and compromise. People's respect for the late executioner came more from her treatment of that class of craftsmen.
The control of contestants.
That was the head craftsman, the core of that young generation of geniuses.
After she left the Rosicrucian Army, a small group formed around her. Those who admired her personal charm had actually left signs from that tournament.
"What's more..."
Many different opinions are competing in the live broadcast room.
"I don't think the Dragon Alchemist can kill through the Imperial Alliance Army."
"In the final analysis, this is the second stage. Even if he wins, what about the others? The Spire Trial has never been an individualistic competition. Without the help of others, even the Lotao people, the Giant Tree
Qiu people, how do we plan to deal with the Imperial Alliance in the next stage?"
"Does this mean that casting that main structure was a wrong choice from the beginning?"
That's not true...
Of course, people still remember how stunning it was at that time, not to mention that it was not just Fang Pliant’s choice.
If it hadn't been for the Valkyrie, it would have been impossible for Corin-Ithulian's main group to cross Area F all the way and reach the northern border of the Sea of Trees at this moment.
But it seems that no matter what the choice is, it is an unsolvable knot at this moment. The Imperials are in a strong position. They have successfully taken advantage of the information gap - and the opening position of Kaolin's side can only be said to be bad luck.
People were silent and seemed to be deep in thought.
The wandering horse blocked several remarks that provoked the war. He rarely gave any explanation, but frowned at the few names left on the map of the sea of trees.
No one, including the main stage, seemed aware of that possibility.
The Imperials went into battle lightly and had already distributed all the spoils except the ice feldspar and the Gestalt core to every team in the alliance.
In other words, for this alliance, its own value has been realized. If the imperial people's goal is only the third main tower, then for other delegations, their goals in this sea of trees have actually been completed.
.
That means...
The wandering horse suddenly thought of a terrible possibility. Perhaps that was the real plan of the Imperial people. Although they still didn't know what the opponent's trump card was, their intentions were already obvious.
If we say that for the six delegations of Ayinbrok, Lavender, Taxinsinger, Golden Blade, Harena and Silver Chain Island, their missions in the Sea of Trees have come to an end.
.
So--
This means that these six delegations can give up everything.
They only need to launch an offensive against the Kaolin-Ithurian team, even if the ensuing battle is an equal loss, and even the six delegations pay a heavier price than the other side.
But as long as they keep the Kaolin people out of the core area for an extra second, it will be worth it to them.
"Once the main tower is captured," on the main stage, Jeroshi's eyes flashed, and he finally realized something, "the arena will enter the final twenty-four-hour countdown, and the Sea of Trees space will end early."
In two live broadcast rooms.
He and the wandering horse raised their heads at the same time and looked at the time.
Time is running out for the Cowling-Ithurian delegation.
This is not just a trap, but an almost perfect conspiracy. Now every participant on the stage inside and outside the trap is in place. The hunter is waiting for the prey, and the prey is also looking for an opportunity to escape.
But the people of Giant Tree Hill...
"Horse, horse, look at the main stage, the people of Giant Tree Hill lied!"
"They didn't fully keep their word."
"The people in Giant Tree Hill used some means to deceive the people of the Empire..."
"Now the Lavender Artisan Association has led the team from the outer sea and has passed through the sector they control and headed north..."
"The two parties did not collide at all."
Several eye-catching comments suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.
The wandering horse immediately cut the screen to that direction. Due to the different speed of time, the live broadcast on the field was actually still delayed. What he saw now was the scene at least ten minutes ago.
The area controlled by the Sanshak Craftsmen Association is currently peaceful. Several black torrents are crossing the forest, passing through the southeastern sector of the sea of trees, following the northward direction of Fang Plover and his party, completing the encirclement to the north.
On the big map at this moment, the Ayinbrok Craftsmen's Association, Taxin Singers, the Golden Blade, the Lavender Craftsmen's Association, the overseas participation delegation of Hanruina, and the Silver Chain Island Craftsmen's Association were facing each other.
North, forming a huge pincer shape.
And the center of the pincer shape.
Three teams that are truly Cowlings.
"Main Crystal Tower," the wandering horse suddenly remembered the technology that the people of Giant Tree Hill were most proud of, "They used teleportation technology to jump back and returned to Area B. This requires a lot of energy, and
It will definitely take time to transport the magic storage crystal to the front line and build the teleportation tower..."
"...In other words, the Sanshak Craftsmen Association should have been preparing for all this early on," he suddenly started, "Forin has seen through the empire's tactics early on, and they are using the Kaolin people to seek their own opportunities...
…”
"These damn Europeans!"
There were already comments in the live broadcast room cursing.
But the wandering horse fell silent.
He thought, did that person really not notice? They promised the people of Giant Tree Hill so happily, but even if the dull-looking guy didn't notice, Luo Wei must be a thoughtful person.
He had carefully collected information about each contestant, especially the Kaolin-Ithurian delegations. Would those elite geniuses who were born in the Godslayer and Ragnarok really have no precautions?
Until his eyes stopped on a flickering light spot on the map, and he suddenly let out a soft yelp.
"Um?"
A long whistle echoed in the forest, just like the echo of a sharp arrow leaving the string and passing through the treetops, lingering in the dark woodland.
The hunter is hiding in the shadows, patiently waiting for his prey to fall into the trap - a pair of emerald green eyes are quietly watching the shadows in the forest, the swinging leaves, and the dim light of fireflies that flicker out in the darkness.
Light.
"Valeria, what are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at the stars," the girl said softly, watching the floating stars. "Just like we are looking at the starry sky, the starry sky is also looking at us. Everything under this starlight cannot escape the mercy of fate, just as the imperial people have planned it.
Everything is the same, is there any effort on our part?"
"Of course," the former shook his head, "Valeria, in the final analysis, this competition is still a competition between craftsmen. It's time for the ancient people to see our skills. Don't be too pretentious and talk like an astrologer.
I don't like that."
"But look," Valeria raised her hand, and the silver fairy doll floated in the air in the direction her finger pointed.
The etheric threads pulled the pitch-black structure that showed strange beauty. The cylindrical body and the spider-like mechanical claws moved stiffly and uniformly forward, making a rustling sound.
Darkness spread through the forest like a spreading tide.
She watched this scene intently, "Have you seen it? This is the technology of the Empire. Can you really recognize it? Some of it is completely divorced from our understanding of alchemy. Have the Empire... gone too far?
Far……"
"Are you scared?"
"One thing," the girl nodded, "What I worry about is not the technology itself, but whether we have been left too far behind. After all this, is the magic skill we have learned still meaningful?"
"This is the space of the sea of trees," the former said. "The Empire's technology is not necessarily so mysterious. They have recently promoted changes in magic technology, but the new series of flexible structures are not that weird."
He turned around and said, "Don't underestimate yourself, Valeria, you are also a genius in your hometown. None of us have any special skills, we just need a stage to show them."
As the man spoke, he assembled a tall device on the ground. The man raised his head again and stared at the dark forest.
"And now, this is the stage we dream of."
"We are not asking for charity from the Empire, and there is no one who is a vassal of anyone here -"
The girl smiled and said, "But the Imperial people may not think so, and the outside world may also think that we are far from being a match for the Guta people."
"Let them think what they think," the former replied, "We brought everyone here, and we also admit that what those people said is the truth. Compared with the average level, we are certainly not as good as those craftsmen's associations on the main continent."
"But precisely because we are aware of this fact, we use the rules to take ourselves further..."
"This is understandable, Valeria. This is also the significance of the Spire Trial and the first two rounds of the preliminaries. The Continental League competes not only the personal level of the craftsmen, but also all the wisdom of mortals."
"But," the girl raised her head, "Tanya, everyone who can come here understands this."
"Indeed," the man nodded, "but not everyone can see themselves clearly."
A long whistle sounded again in the forest.
A ray of fire flashed away and was reflected in the man's eyes. He stared in that direction quietly, not only through his own eyes, but also in the dark visual crystal of the clockwork fairy in the distance——
He watched everything happening in the sea of trees.
"The guests are here," the former suddenly said, "I heard that there is a very outstanding plug-in craftsman among them. Judging from the order, the levels in Area D were selected by the people of Guta."
Valeria also stared in that direction and said, "I know him, his name is Zheng...what's going on..."
"Zheng Yongzai."
Vikki was calling the boy's name.
Zheng Yongzai took a breath and turned back to look at her. He pushed up his glasses, looking a little timid, as if he was afraid that he had done something wrong.
The goblin envoys of the Guta people have defeated an attack by those dark constructs, but it was more like a test. Through the feedback from the clockwork goblins all over the forest, the constructs of the Shojin Blade seemed to
There are endless things in this forest.
Everyone knew that those strange structures definitely did not belong to the technology of the open sea, but to the Empire. They had also seen the new series of the Empire, and naturally they could clearly see the similarities and differences in the technology of the Nightmare Furnace creatures.
What's more, during the Battle of the Northern Territory, many Guta people had personally experienced the terror of those Nightmare Furnace structures.
But Vikki has never been afraid.
Since she dares to return to this place, she naturally understands what they will encounter. At least they have attracted the forces from the empire, and the people in the Kapka Craftsmen Association will have a much easier time.
At least compared to them, that team still maintains a complete organization. She believes that all this will be useful to that guy, the equally annoying Dragon Alchemist, the idiot from the third division.
"Zheng Yongzai," Vikki said, "go try your new plug-in."
"Is it now?" Zheng Yongzai was a little unsure, "Sister Vikki?"
"Right now."
Vikki nodded. She had almost completely lost her fighting ability due to her injuries and was dragging others down. However, she didn't care too much about this. She just said in a rare soft tone, "Zheng Yongzai, this is a craftsman's competition."
And the game of craftsmen.
In the end, of course, we have to come back to the magic skill itself.