There was a flash of light, and the middle part of the tower that went straight into the sky seemed to be cracked. The white stones that built the tower were expanding outwards and scattered, disintegrating and falling in the flames. They fell from the sky, falling straight to the ground like raindrops. After crossing a distance of hundreds of meters,
Just like a meteor falling into the world.
"Put up the shield!"
Ander raised his head and looked at this scene, stretched out his hand and shouted to his craftsmen.
The alchemists who were watching the scene in the square immediately turned around, ran in all directions, and threw a metal base at the four corners of the square. The magic circle on the base rotated and expanded, eventually expanding into a light blue shield.
.
The falling rocks grew larger and larger in people's field of vision, and crashed against the shield. The citizens in the square screamed and squatted down with their heads in their hands. The screams kept coming. However, the falling white rocks did not shake the shield at all, and it collapsed.
Afterwards, the rubble fell and the dust dispersed, leaving an intact blue halo underneath.
Only then did people tentatively raise their heads, with lingering fear still in their eyes.
The sky was filled with smoke and dust, and a dragon wing as black as a shadow was stretching out from the gap on the tower. It occupied two-thirds of the first floor of the minaret. With a slight flap,
Just like a butterfly flapping its wings.
There was a long roar, and the sound spread out from the top of the spire like ripples.
Everyone couldn't help but kneel on the ground, covering their ears with their hands unbearably. Their eyes were black, and what hung upside down in their field of vision was an indelible shadow. It was huge, powerful, and...
Creatures that exist in fantasy.
The clockwork fairy creaked in mid-air, and even within a radius of several kilometers, it seemed to be falling apart under the scream. Even the audience in the live broadcast room seemed to be able to feel the violent shaking of the screen, and the center of the shaking was a thin line.
The white color reaches into the sky.
with the creatures above the tower.
Shadow Dragon
In other words, that scandalous name that people in the world spread word of mouth.
Black dragon, dark dragon.
'The fire of Venus falls straight into the dust;'
'The dragon who escaped from the world is here again;'
‘Shadows of the past come back to the world’
Many people couldn't help but look up at the logo of the live broadcast room. It happened to be a simple long sword, half buried among the embers of the fire, with sparks flying. There was a short paragraph engraved on the sword in simple dwarf writing.
words.
Most people don’t recognize it, but they may know its name and meaning from other places:
That is the sword of the hero Shujod, and its sword is named Garapea.
The words engraved on it mean:
‘Don’t forget your dead enemies’
Because now, they are back.
The tower shook violently.
The dark dragon opened a hole in the tower, and the high-altitude air flow blew in from the outside, causing Fang Plover to lie down on the ground hard, and the corners of his clothes rustled. But he was already used to such scenes, so he was ahead of Lin En who was standing next to him.
After reacting, he turned around and shouted to the latter:
"Run quickly, why are you standing still!"
Lin En looked at him as if he was stupid: "How to run...?"
This is really an excellent question.
Fang Plover looked down and immediately said: "Go to the lower level."
Lin En also reacted at this time and said immediately: "There is a way to the lower level in the hall, but it is not very easy to use."
Not very easy to use? But Fang Yu didn’t care so much anymore. He swiped his hand and said, “You go there first!”
Lin En didn't dare waste time, glanced at him, nodded, turned around and crawled in that direction.
Half of the dark dragon's body had climbed out of the tower, leaving only its long tail streaking past the two of them like a snake. She turned around outside and stared coldly into the tower from another gap.
The two people's golden fire pupils only made Fang Plover shudder.
But he suppressed his composure, looked at the other party with a pale face, and still made a last effort: "Ms. Misu, please wake up."
"The people who went to Dolifen with you back then are still waiting for you to return."
"Do you remember Mr. Dickert? Do you remember Lincius?"
"He is still looking for you to this day."
"Do you remember Shizu?"
"The hope you left for her at that time has now been received by her."
"But what about yourself?"
"Ms. Misu, you have an extremely noble heart. Please don't be fooled by the power of Nicol Bolas. Please persevere and come back to us."
There seemed to be a moment of hesitation in the eyes of Venus, but was immediately occupied by cold light.
"Yes, Ed," the gentle voice replied: "I left hope for others, but I forgot myself. I even forgot who I was, and only remembered the endless pain. Maybe today, I will
The voice changed, becoming cold and low, and said angrily: "The world hates me, but why not do it? Little guy, give me the brilliance of the blue!"
Its wings suddenly fluttered forward, and the black shadows under the wings seemed to turn into substance. Sharp arrows rushed straight at them, like unfolding lines, each of which passed through the tower, a piece of glass
With the sound of explosions, the curtain walls collapsed one after another.
"Nicoper Bolas!" Fang Plover yelled angrily.
The fragments of glass collapsed and fell like a waterfall, splashing all over the ground.
The flying glass shards cut several cuts on Fang Pliong's face and hands, and blood beads rolled down in the direction of the airflow. He could only barely hold up the hem of his coat to block it, and rolled it to the side with all his strength. He didn't care that there was another person on the ground.
The fragments on the ground are only hidden behind the exhibits in that direction.
It was an antique-level Dauntless, but three shadow arrows came and passed straight through its body. The Dauntless was instantly torn apart and returned to the state of its parts.
Fang Yu had no time to regret the loss of a piece of history, and quickly rolled to the side again. Three black lines penetrated straight from his previous position. The marble floor in front of him looked like a piece of tofu.
"catch!"
When Fang Plover heard a shout, he looked up in that direction and saw that Lin En had found a grappling hook from somewhere and threw it at him. The grappling hook landed next to him with a clang, and Fang Plover understood it.
He grabbed the grappling hook without even thinking about it.
Lin En pulled the rope hard, and Fang Plover immediately slid quickly in that direction. The black thread followed behind him and penetrated into the ground one after another, each one missing by the slightest.
The seven shadow arrows fell one after another, and Fang Plover also arrived at Lin En's side.
"Thanks." He jumped up from the ground and swept behind him. Fortunately, his coat was thick enough, otherwise it would have been very painful for him to slide on the broken glass behind him.
"This grappling hook has a history of 130 years." Linn felt a little heartbroken.
"Fortunately it didn't break."
Linn looked towards the direction of the dark dragon, and saw a shadow flash outside the tower, and Nicol Bolas seemed to have crawled in another direction.
"It's going to our left, be careful!" Linn reminded.
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the wall there collapsed.
I saw bunches of black threads shooting straight in from the outside. Seeing this, the two of them dwarfed and let the black threads pass above their heads and swept across the hall, cutting the collection inside into pieces. But
The black line immediately turned towards the position of the two people and shot straight towards them.
Upon seeing this, the two of them turned around and ran wildly in perfect agreement.
"This is not the way to go," Linn shouted out of breath, "I found something useful before."
"What is it?" Fang Yu asked.
"Pete's Super Large Shield Generator."
"Are you sure that thing can still be used?" Fang Yu asked in a very skeptical tone as he ran.
"It's only twenty years old!"
"only?"
The sound of shattering glass came from behind the two people, getting closer and closer.
Fang Plover looked back and quickly asked: "Then where is it?"
"On your left," Lynn shouted, "it has a glass wall and I can't open it!"
Fang Yu immediately looked in that direction, and sure enough he saw what Lin En said was intact in that place. Without thinking, he raised his hand and fired a rocket punch. The pride of the lonely king pierced through with a 'swish'
Through the glass, smash that curtain wall into pieces.
He tightened his grip, grabbed the railing inside and flew over, then fell heavily to the ground like a salted fish.
The floor suddenly sank, and Fang Plover followed him. He suddenly heard a low echo coming from the tower, and he couldn't help but be shocked. The tower of Elfendor is a relic of the elves of Numelin.
Unlike today's buildings, the entire tower is buoyant.
However, many of the floors in the tower were later repaired, and Fang Plover understood that the sound he heard was the sound of this floor cracking and collapsing.
Its structure was so damaged that it could no longer hold up.
When he saw this, he didn't care that there was still glass shards on the ground. He climbed up from the ground with all his strength and ran towards the shield generator. However, Fang Yu couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw this thing. Most of the craftsmen he studied were craftsmen.
production technology.
And he really doesn’t know how to maintain and use these large-scale equipment.
He quickly turned around and asked: "How do you use this thing!?"
Lin En was being chased by streaks of black light and running around the place while shouting: "First open the restraint!"
"Open it, and then what!"
"Open the insurance."
"Open, step three!"
"Connect the magic circuit."
Fang Yu hurriedly operated and shouted again: "It's done!"
"Put the magic crystal in!"
"But I don't have the magic crystal anymore!" Fang Yu broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly shouted to the other party: "Do you have it?"
"I have it!" Linn pulled up his magic furnace and threw it over with all his strength: "The main core crystal of the magic furnace is the magic crystal, insert it!"
Fang Yu rushed over and picked up the magic furnace, pulled out the magic crystal inside three times, and inserted it into the shield generator with force. With a click, the crystal automatically rotated and sank into the groove, and then suddenly
Bright, under Fang Plover's gaze, a faint blue light spread out with the crystal as the center.
It expanded twenty to thirty meters in an instant, covering the core part of the hall at once, forming a light blue light curtain wall.
The black lines outside now fluttered against the wall, eliminated one by one, and could no longer come in.
At this time, Lin En ran to him out of breath and fell to his knees, looking like he was surviving the disaster.
But Fang Yu walked over and pulled him up: "Don't stop, go quickly!"
"Let me rest," Linn said with a pale face, "I'm going to die."
"You are really going to die if you don't leave," Fang Plover dragged the other person toward the center of the hall: "You don't really think that a mere shield generator can stop the dark dragon, do you? Take a good look."
When Lin En turned around, he saw the light curtain that had just unfolded. At this time, it had become flickering under the constant impact of black lines.
His expression changed and he said: "...Our level is too low, the quality of the main core crystal of the magic furnace is too poor, and the magic power reserve is not much."
"The peak state is not much better," Fang Plover pointed to him in a direction: "You underestimate the dark dragon."
At the place he pointed at, every shadow arrow that had hit the ground before turned into a cloud of smoke. They stood upright from the ground, and in an instant they transformed into human shapes, turning into living dragon minions.
When Lin En saw these dragon minions, he couldn't help but suffocated: "Shields can't stop creatures."
"So we have to hurry up," Fang Plover asked, "Where is the entrance to the lower level?"
Before he could finish speaking, both of them suddenly felt the ground drop suddenly.
There was a loud bang, and half of the hall sank, as if the entire hall was tilted. The ground broke apart at this moment, and hit the seventy-sixth floor. The two floors suddenly pressed against each other, and the lower floor couldn't bear the strength, and then it fell again.
A cracking sound was made at one time.
Then they fell layer by layer, forming a huge gap in front of the two people in an instant.
Linn immediately lost his footing and slid down.
But fortunately, he still had the claw hook in his hand. Fang Plover grabbed the claw hook with his back hand and pulled the opponent back with force. At the same time, he grabbed the ground with his back hand, and the claws of Lone King Zhi proud also
Insert deeply into the floor.
It pulled out a spark on the ground, causing the two people to stop.
There was only a faint crashing sound in my ears, and I saw the exhibits in the hall gathered together like a mudslide, rolling down and falling into the crack below. That was almost half a century of history.
This disappeared, but neither Fang Plover nor Lin En had time to feel sad about this.
Because the two of them glanced at the dark crack below and both felt a little numb.
"...Do you want to go down?" Lin En swallowed and couldn't help but ask.
"Go to hell."
Fang Plover looked up and saw Nicol Bolas above at the crack outside the tower. A pair of golden pupils in the darkness were staring at them coldly through the blue light curtain. While tilting
On both the left and right sides of the hall, there were no less than a dozen dragon minions approaching in this direction.
This is almost a desperate situation.
But instead, he became calmer in his heart. He always seemed to have this trait. The more dangerous he was, the more he could calm down.
"We have to think of something." He whispered to Linn.
"What can I do?" Lin En was also affected by his calm voice and couldn't help but ask.
Fang Plover narrowed his eyes.
A shadow fell into his field of vision above the hall.
That tall shadow is firmly fixed on the shelf. Even if the hall tilts, it will not move at this moment.
It was only five meters away from the two of them.
Fang Yu turned around and suddenly asked in a low voice:
"Lynn."
"how?"
"Have you ever driven a Dragoon?"
"ha?"
…
Above the tower, the smoke clouds were slowly spreading.
Su Changfeng, Elfendor's two great craftsmen, Virus and others stopped at the same time and looked towards the city center of Vanrik. On top of the white tower in the blue sky, a pair of dark towers were slowly unfolding.
The two wings are so profoundly reflected in everyone's eyes.
Around everyone, only Ditke pressed his sword with one hand, his eyes flashed slightly, and he hesitated to speak while watching this scene.
Someone couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "...The boy...can he be saved?"
But there was silence and no one answered.
The gentle breeze coming from the Long Lake was blowing across the water, creating ripples that only caused Su Changfeng's windbreaker collar to fly.
He lowered his head, put one hand into his pocket, fumbled around, and then took out his communication crystal.
The spindle-shaped crystal was flickering on and off in his hand, emitting a faint red light.
And a voice was coming from inside:
"Captain Su, we are here."
Everyone couldn't help but subconsciously raise their heads.
The clouds are parting.
A slender hull, reflecting the sun, was breaking through the clouds at this moment.
Captain Zhou Zhengyu put down his communicator, gently pulled on his white gloves, then raised his head and looked ahead to see the shadow of Elfendor Tower appearing in the depths of his eyes. He gently moved his hand down.
He scratched his head and said:
"Ship 571, slow down."
"Open the side hatch."
"Operation Plan No. 3, Plan B."
The captain's room was busy, and every herald was picking up the communication crystal in his hand:
"Lower sail two-thirds."
"When the side hatch is opened, the buoyancy drops by 32.7%."
"Guy Engine enters full power operation."
"The estimated overload time is seven minutes and thirty seconds."
"Combatants enter combat readiness positions."
Amidst the squeaking sound, the horizontal wings once again folded back, and the lower hatch on the side of the floating ship began to swing open up and down, like a ray of light emerging from the darkness, projecting onto the people stationed on the lower deck.
On everyone's face.
The white light gradually expanded, allowing everyone to see the blue sky outside, the white tower standing in the clouds, and the huge shadow above the tower.
There, the dark dragon raised its head, and its cold eyes swept across the battleship, but the fire of Venus was just fleeting.
Inside the deck, there are rows of combat craftsmen wearing gray coats.
"Combat projection begins."
"The opponent is the dark dragon, be careful to maintain your tactical formation"
"Numbers 1 to 3, expand."
Everyone took a step forward.
The alchemists stood facing the tall shadows beside them one by one. Everyone who received the order at this moment untied the restraint device on the gloves at the same time. After a soft sound, they turned around the uniform metal gloves and raised them uniformly.
In one fell swoop:
Suddenly there was a sound of a lock popping open from underneath the tall structure. It leaned forward, and a line of fire was drawn under its feet. The first one, the second one, and the third knight-like structure jumped up from the deck.
Straight into the clouds.
Nicol Bolas turned around, with this scene reflected in his golden eyes. It suddenly opened its huge black mouth and sprayed out a stream of golden fire.
The blazing golden beam of light reached the sky and disappeared briefly.
Everyone in the square raised their heads.
What is reflected in people's eyes is the faint blue light in the sky, which is the flash of Guy's engine.
Three light spots surrounded the golden light pillar and spread out in an orderly manner, forming a tactical formation and heading straight towards the center of the battlefield.
"It's the Immortal Knight!"
"So many immortal knights!"
"Fuck it, it's our ship!"
"Human reinforcements have arrived!"
The live broadcast room suddenly became excited.
People watched the light points leave the floating battleship one by one, forming a formation in groups of three and three, forming a faint river of light in mid-air. And one end of the light river was connected to the center of Vanrick City, which went straight into the sky.
The top of Elffindor's spire, and above the spire, the dark wings that weigh on everyone's hearts.
At this moment, Nicol Bolas spread his wings vigorously, and the tower shook slightly. It had already flown away from Elfendor for the first time with a trail of smoke, spreading its wings in mid-air, and flew straight into the sky.
A group of immortal knights among them.
"Dong Yao, Dong two, be careful to spread out to the left and right."
A low voice came from the communication channel.
The three structures that bore the brunt of the attack immediately separated to the left and right, and a black light was passing between them. The firelight flashed in Nicol Bolas's golden eyes. Between its open wings, the black smoke was dividing into
Countless arrows.
Like a dark torrent, it seeps out into countless tributaries and spreads across the sky.
There was a flash of light reflected in people's eyes.
Countless stardust was flickering in the sky, filling the sky of the entire square.
Soon, fire appeared in the sky. It was the 'knights' who were fighting against the black dragon in mid-air. Black light and blue light guns crisscrossed past each other. The flash of explosion was fleeting, and there was a structure.
The body disintegrated in mid-air, and Guy's engine turned into a shower of scattered rain lights, floating down.
…
"There are reinforcements!"
Lin En saw the scene outside in the hall and couldn't help but scream in surprise.
"It's our people," he turned around, looked at Fang Plover and shouted, "We are saved!"
"You deal with those things first."
Fang Plover pointed at the black smoke clouds that were spreading little by little with evil intentions, and the pieces of dragon minions among them.
"Wait a minute," Linn asked, "Aren't you the combat craftsman?"
"I'm going to start that thing."
Fang Plover raised his head.
There, the slender silhouette looked like an ancient knight holding a spear and silently.
In its era, its name once shined brightly, but a hundred years later, many people no longer remember this dragon-slaying knight.
Just like Shujod's sword, it gradually turned into a legend in the poet's mouth
It seemed to be an illusory era, but heroes emerged in large numbers.
"Dragon Knight, Huma..." Linn looked at him in disbelief: "...how could you activate it?"
"It's not a possibility," Fang Plover looked at him seriously: "It's a necessity."
He looked outside and couldn't help but remember everything about Dollifen.
What a power that is
Although I don't want to admit it, the threat that the dark dragon brings to this world is so real.
"Not many dragon knights took action," Fang Plover replied softly: "The combat craftsmen can't deal with the dark dragon, because you don't understand what it is. In their time, the Numerin elves invented alchemy."
"Because the birth of alchemy was actually to fight against the dark dragon."
Linn opened her mouth.
Fang Plover looked at Huma and said, "I'll activate it, and you can distract the dragon's minions."
He paused for a moment and then said solemnly: "Lynn, I need your help."
Linn thought for a moment and replied: "Yes, but I have a request."
Fang Plover looked at the latter.
Lin En shook his head: "You promise me first, and I will help you lure them away."
Fang Plover only thought for a moment and then nodded gently.
Lin En looked at him and nodded. After a moment of silence, he turned around and walked towards the direction of the Dragon's Minions without saying a word.
Fang Plover looked in that direction.
Watching Lin face those terrifying monsters, he raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and then extended his middle finger
Then he watched the opponent turn around and run away in the other direction, taking away most of the dragon's minions until he disappeared to the side of the hall.
He then turned around and saw that there were still a few dragon minions still in this direction. However, Fang Plover didn't care too much, he just threw out an Angel of Power to block the back, then looked forward,
The claw hook in his hand was thrown upwards and hooked on the railing there.
He pulled it and climbed up.
The legendary dragon knight in history stood motionless and silent, but fortunately the craftsmen were kind enough to fix it with a set of stands, otherwise it would have fallen down together with the other exhibits from the beginning.
Fang Yu grabbed the railing, then turned over and gently stroked its shell with his hand. There was a thick layer of dust on it. He turned around, glanced at the dragon's minions behind him, and then asked in a low voice
: "How's it going, Miss Tata?"
"Can it still be started?"
Miss Goblin was silent for a rare moment and replied:
"It's hard."
"There are two main elements to activating Dragoon."
"First, the matching dragon soul."
"Second, Dragon Soul Crystal."
"The Dragon Soul Crystal of the Dragon Knight will usually be made into Dragon Crystal Arms after the birth of its Dragon Knight construct. Do you still remember the Star Dagger? That was my former Dragon Soul Armament."
Fang Yu subconsciously thought of the dagger Miya gave him, and that dagger was the origin of his relationship with Miss Tata. He was silent for a while, and then nodded slightly.
Tata then continued to answer quietly: "Xuma's dragon soul weapon is none other than the dragon-slaying sword Jalapea."
Fang Yu was stunned. That thing was in the hands of Mr. Mazak, the owner of Traveler's Rest. He couldn't help but ask: "It's impossible for us to get it in Jalapea. Is there any other way?"
"Yes," Tata replied: "Although there is no master control crystal, fortunately Huma has lost its owner, and even the original dragon soul has fallen into a long sleep. Under such circumstances, there is no need to use Jia La
Peya, we also have a way to activate it."
"What are we going to do?"
"Computational power."
Tata's voice was as calm as ever: "Without a master control crystal, we can only rely on huge computing power to achieve it."
“Do we have enough computing power?”
"It's just a try, Mr. Knight," Tata said: "I will try to close some of the Dragon Knight's subsystems and see if we can make it work together."
But she paused: "But there is another problem here. We don't have a suitable dragon soul."
"I am a dragon soul specially made for the Fairy Knight. Mr. Knight, my compatibility with Huma is so different that it is difficult to even simulate it."
"Wait a minute," Fang Yu suddenly said, "I have an idea."
"Are you talking about Nini?"
"Wait a minute," Fang Yu said unexpectedly: "When did you even give her a name?"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a milky voice in his head:
"Papa."
"Nini, hug."
Tata looked at him with calm eyes.
The square plover has a black line on its head.
"Okay," he said, "can she?"
"Suppose I simulate the dragon knight's computing core, and Nini simulates its main control dragon soul," Tata replied: "If we work together, Mr. Knight, maybe we can give it a try."
"But," she changed again: "Mr. Knight, this is not easy. If you try your best, you may only have a half chance."
Fang Plover gently closed his eyes.
He opened his eyes again and looked outside the tower. There was a flash of light there, and the immortal knights were locked in a fight with Nicol Bolas. But on the surface, the battle seemed fierce, but for the dark dragon, from
The war started until this moment.
It doesn't seem to have suffered any real damage.
At this moment, a decisive light flashed in his eyes, and he gently placed his hand on the dusty shell:
"But it once defeated Nicol Bolas, Lady Tata."
"Now that the old enemy has made a comeback, I believe it must also be longing for the same glory." Fang Plover raised his head, looked at the tall and silent 'ancient knight', and said softly: "Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, we must still try.