Silton suddenly looked at the huge star track in the center of the tower with emotion, his deep and wise eyes seemed to be reflected in the stardust, watching the countless knowledge and treasures in this world, scattered under the dust.
of books and texts.
All the past is written on the purple robe of this recorder and the great sage, in the silver tower, and the footsteps echoing in the great library have been lingering for thousands of years.
It seems that there are countless bookshelves, documents and secrets hidden in history under this hall.
The starlight lingering on the tall machine is like countless fates intersecting in the dark.
He saw a new star trail lighting up briefly from one of the trails, and the ribbon-shaped tail of the meteor shone with dazzling brilliance, flashing and passing among the stars.
Has a new destiny been born?
A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the great sage, and he turned and walked towards the high platform, staring at the open book. The magical quill was automatically writing lines of text on the book, making the new content emerge from the parchment.
appear on the page.
The text first shimmered with blue light, and then fell silent.
The text reads:
The end of Istania, the Emerald Star fell silent, the Abyss appeared, and history reappeared - 1107, autumn twilight.
Occasionally, a girl's voice came from among them:
"...I will write here, which is the end of the story."
"End of telling, hinge."
That voice is still immature, but it will eventually become mature, just like everything that has happened in this world for thousands of years. Sylthorn thought to himself: "Another naturalist is born." He has seen too many over the years.
Such a scene.
He held the quill and added a line of text under it:
Master of Guriel, the Book of Time.
But the text twisted and formed a new sentence below:
Time blows the dust, and the new ones defeat the old; the things in the soil will always sprout, just like all things will be reborn, the book of life.
The great sage raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The wise eyes that have not changed for thousands of years are watching this rare scene.
…
More surprised sounds were heard in the darkness.
"I am waiting for a new companion on the road of knowledge."
"who?"
"Which book is the owner of it?"
"In the direction of the Empire?"
"Where are our colleagues in the Empire?"
The last majestic voice sounded.
"Aiinbrok, the poem of Gita Lindelfiri, Time and Sand, the Master of the Book of Time."
When that majestic voice sounded, all sounds fell silent. A dark gaze was staring meaningfully in one direction, where among the twinkling stars, there was the constellation representing the fangs of the poisonous snake.
That gaze lasted for a moment and then gradually disappeared.
Ayinbrok inspects the Guards headquarters.
The young man in the office was slightly distracted. He was stunned for a moment, thinking how could he enter the shallow layer of the etheric world and the world of will for no reason?
Is there some invisible force affecting him? The young man glanced around with deep vigilance, but the office was calm, and there was no etheric power in the air.
He put his hand on the communication crystal with some uneasiness, and the silver light seeped out from the crystal little by little.
In the hall, Aiyin Block, the director of the Patrol Guards, was also waking up from a nightmare, but the nightmare he had was a different one. "Dragon Knight? A dragon knight appeared on the scene!?" a roaring voice said.
It's deafening.
He didn't want to make the matter such a big deal. Later, the craftsmen of Mobius would send a message to question him. Eleven airships were dispatched from the airport, and even airdrop craft and construct knights were used. Those alchemists
Most of the adults have already gotten the news.
But against the will of the Duke, that cunning tycoon of the empire, what can he do? His fortune and life depend on it - those damn selectors swore that he was just a little
It's just an adventure group.
He can still suppress the adventure group, but he must report the appearance of the dragon knight in Ayinbrok even if he has a hundred thousand courages. Once it reaches the Ritual Association, the news will go directly to Datian.
, then he is dead.
"Not sure yet," the operator pressed his hand on the crystal and turned back anxiously to reply, "They said the Dragon Knight is disappearing..."
"Disappearing?" The director roared loudly, "Then go and confirm it quickly!"
"But there is noise in the communication..."
The operator looked crying, "It seems like someone has interfered with the craftsmen's crystal tower."
"The crystal tower cannot be interfered with," the director replied decisively, but suddenly remembered what happened a few months ago, shut up again, and snatched the communication crystal from the other party's hand, "Knight Squad, answer!"
"Master Director?" The voice on the other side was a little surprised, but then it turned into surprise, "...The dragon knight is disappearing, no, it's not the dragon knight..."
"Not a dragon knight?"
The Director was overjoyed and felt lucky to have survived the disaster, "Please make it clearer!"
"...It's not a dragon knight, Mr. Director, it's...it seems to be the ability of a naturalist?"
"Naturalist?" The director was startled. The first thing that came to his mind was the seven powerful magician families in the empire. Could it be that the Hawke family was in conflict with another family? Cold sweat broke out on his head.
I almost thought that I was being used as cannon fodder in the family struggle, but suddenly I realized that the other party was just a group of Holy Chosen Ones.
He is the naturalist of the Chosen One.
"That's okay..."
Naturalists should be naturalists. Naturalists are no big deal. It is better than a dragon knight appearing here. He calmed down his nervousness and finally regained his demeanor as a superior. He gritted his teeth and ordered:
"He's just a mere naturalist, what's all the fuss about!? Catch them quickly, don't waste too much time!"
He saw someone running back in a hurry, followed by a man wearing an alchemist's coat.
The alchemist had a stern look on his face, obviously coming to ask for guilt. Looking at this scene, the director couldn't help but sweat again, thinking that he must not waste any more time.
But what responded to him was not the answer of the knight team, but a terrified scream: "Attack-" What followed was a violent explosion and roar, the loud noise almost made the crystal in his hand tremble, mixed with sharp
The sound of metal bending and tearing came from the crystal.
The director shivered subconsciously and moved the crystal away. But after the loud noise, there was only a noise in the crystal. His expression changed drastically. He no longer cared about the alchemist, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the other people in the hall. Everyone.
Everyone's expressions changed, and they were all rushing towards the nearest communication crystal.
But what came from the crystal was just a mess of exclamations:
"what!?"
"Attack, the airship was hit!"
"Be careful to avoid that thing!"
"Enemy, where is the enemy?"
Then came the explosions one after another, the sharp beep of the communication being disconnected, the shouts of fear, and the curses, but all to no avail.
Someone raised his head and looked through the glass vault of the Patrol Guards Headquarters. The rainy night in Ayinbrok was now completely lit up by golden firelight, which also illuminated everyone's face. Everyone could not help but think of every day.
One year before and after the winter twilight celebration, the fireworks completely lit up the night.
It's just that the fireworks at this moment are burning the savings of the Ayinbrok Patrol Guards over the past few years, and they are the face of the empire.
The Director General's face was pale, as if he was looking up to see his crumbling political life. He was wiping the sweat with his hands, but he couldn't stop the sweat.
…
That night, the residents of Ayinbrok saw a strange sight.
The residents of the civilian area gathered under the eaves outside the Hall of Gears and Magic Books, looking up at the spectacular scene in the night sky. There, beams of golden light streaked across the sky, dotted with stars, gathering and dispersing invisible, and another.
Flashing like the glow of a firefly.
After the meteor passed by, what followed was an explosion of light.
The flames bloomed one by one, like exploding fireworks, lighting up everyone's eyes. The airship burned, dragging long smoke and flames, like stars that flickered and extinguished, in the continuous rainy night.
Falling towards the four-leaf clover plain.
There were waves of low exclamations from the crowd.
Although the airships of the Patrol Guards are not even sailboats, and most of the time they are used to maintain order at the airport, the residents of Ayinbrok, who were born in peace, have never seen such a scene? Especially these people, who originally gathered together
This is the next article waiting for Laila——
But I didn't expect to witness such a spectacle.
Above the sky, a pair of eyes were watching this scene quietly.
He stretched out his right hand flatly, and the radiance on the magic glove transformed. Thousands of visions in the eyepiece were changing. In front of him was the airship approaching rapidly, and behind him was the knight's structure with cyan trails. The frightened crowds in his eyes were fleeing in all directions.
Death comes to the chosen ones of the guild.
The lens zoomed in at a thousand times faster, then instantly turned into gray, the picture burst open like a spider web, and finally the connection with the mind was broken.
Within the long alley——
Jita was running away in the long alley holding her magic book. A knight construct was falling from the sky. She turned around, stretched out her five fingers, "Barrier!" An invisible force field wall spread across the alley.
, nearly a hundred meters long and wide.
Make the rain curtain stop -
But the knight construct held a long blade and fell down, and struck the light curtain with a sword.
The wall of light flashed violently, then shattered into pieces the next moment.
Miss Scholar was hit by the airflow and flew out. She rolled several times and hit a wall. She got up, and red blood flowed from her forehead. The magic book also fell to the side, and Jita quickly picked it up.
, hurriedly opened it.
But she raised her head and was about to cast the spell again.
In his eyes, he saw the construct knight holding a giant blade suddenly turn to one side, where two bright light tails were piercing the night, galloping in this direction. "Lancer——!" Jita held on with one hand.
Glasses, I cried out in surprise.
That blue light carried the lancers who were marching forward on the battlefield. They leveled their spears and charged towards the construct knights. The imperial construct swung its giant blade and knocked one of the lancers out of the air.
It was chopped off.
The Lancer split into two halves and fell to the ground, dragging out long sparks in the long alley, and fell into pieces.
But another Lancer bypassed the front of the Construct Knight and fired a light spear at it from one side. The blazing ray penetrated the Construct Knight's left shoulder like a rain of fire and knocked it crooked in mid-air.
Then more lancers appeared from the darkness, and they surrounded the Constructed Knights and attacked——
The Imperials' structures are not incapable of dealing with these things, but their clumsy reactions cannot compare to the uniform movements of the Lancers, as if there is an invisible big hand behind them directing this dance in the sky.
.
Dance of the fairies.
The most beautiful dance of the Construct Lord.
And those hands were located on the sailing ship that was sailing quietly seven miles away from Aiyin Block. Miss Tata's eyes had completely turned silver, and there was no trace of emotion in the hazy halo, only calmness.
and rational calculation.
While looking at the Fairy's Heart, she raised her hand slightly and launched a second wave of attacks in groups.
More than twenty rays of cyan light were being thrown from the Seven Seas Traveler, forming an attack formation and flying towards the distant Ayin Block.
Seven miles away——
The three knights in the construct were already filled with horror. They controlled the machine and resisted with difficulty. The light spears flashed in the darkness. They could only manage to maintain an undefeated situation.
.
But in the peripheral vision, a flash of fire suddenly flashed. The observer in the trio tightened her palms and controlled the sensing device to turn in that direction. She saw a spot of light flashing out of the darkness in her eyepiece.
The stars are like the tail of a shooting star——
"Fire-giant-spirit!"
The female knight screamed.
They had already seen how powerful this thing was in previous battles.
However, just as the Construct Knight in mid-air had time to turn in that direction, bunches of golden light tails had already caught up with him, passing by the Construct Knight. At least three or more clockwork fairies directly hit this huge Construct Knight.
body.
But before that, the gray crystal in Clockwork Goblin's body had already exploded.
There was a roar.
The dazzling firelight instantly lit up Jita's sight below from left to right. Miss Scholar raised her head, her dark eyes sparkling, holding a magic book in her hand, and she knelt down in the pouring rain.
Watching this scene motionless——
The wings of wind held Luo Wei and slowly fell.
After she landed on the ground, she looked up and looked at the young man who was also slowly descending from the air. Her mind was filled with incredible thoughts. "You..." She had always had a quiet and peaceful temperament, but at this moment she couldn't stop her inner thoughts.
Shocked, I couldn't help but speak.
She couldn't help but look at the scene in the sky with her peripheral vision. Half of the more than ten airships were on fire, and three of them were directly shot down. The entire night sky of Aiyin Block was almost covered by two people.
It was ignited by oneself.
Yes, her teacher didn't take any action during the whole process. Yin Zhuang just flew them to Aiyin Block.
After Fang Plover landed, he raised his goggles, looked in this direction, and nodded lightly to her. "Senior Luo Wei's fairy wielder is very powerful." He was not modest. He also tried the power of the fairy wielder at Traveler's Rest.
I know how complicated goblins are.
Of course Luo Wei's skill as a fairy user is not as good as that of his Miss Dragon Soul, but if she hadn't been here, Miss Tata wouldn't be able to command the Lancers into battle. With Luo Wei's help, he could fight Tata
The lady is responsible for one of the clockwork fairies and the other for the lancers, and jumps into the battle immediately.
And as soon as he entered the scene, he inflicted heavy losses on the Imperial people.
Luo Wei smiled bitterly, "Do you know what the combat craftsmen I have seen in daily life are like?"
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and looked at the other party curiously.
"I am known as the genius among geniuses in God Killer," Luo Wei said in a somewhat arrogant tone. "I am regarded as the hope of this generation. At least that's what the teacher told me. I can usually assist the guild by myself."
Seven or eight main combat craftsmen..."
She paused.
"But here, it's hard for me to even keep up with you," she couldn't help but wonder, "What's your computing power?"
Of course Fang Yu knew that his calculation power was exaggerated for various reasons. He didn't know how to state this for a while, so he had to say: "This is my secret, Senior Sister Luo Wei."
"Sorry," Luo Wei also realized that she asked a question that she shouldn't have asked, "I know...it's just too unexpected."
Fang Plover shook his head.
"Laila has been rescued, let's go there too," he replied quietly. After such an experience, a sense of belonging to one party gradually arose in his heart. The path experienced by those forerunners, he
I also learned about them one by one.
Even if it is as free as Loofah, it still represents the honor of the third division.
"The next thing will be left to the teachers and the others..."
"I originally planned to take on this matter with all my strength, but if teachers and others intervene, will it really not make the situation more serious? Between the Dragon Knight and the Dragon Knight..." A thought flashed through Fang Yu's mind, and he couldn't help but
Just a follow up question.
"Strength is the truth, Ed," Luo Wei shook her head. "Dragon Knights were created to suppress violence, not the other way around. People will always look for shortcuts. You have to make a voice, but first you have to have a voice to match it.
Strength."
Fang Yu was startled for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.
The two of them raised their heads and looked at the sky. The huge figure with silver makeup was emerging from the night sky little by little. Ms. Ming stood there, like a queen looking at Aiyin Block...
…
There was silence in front of the gears and magic books.
People were quietly watching four figures emerge from the street under the light of the fire.
Luo Yu supported the box, and Laila followed Mei and was slowly walking towards the hotel.
People are not fools. After these Holy Chosen Ones chased them out, something like this happened next. Even the dullest people couldn't help but connect the two events. But even the boldest people couldn't.
Imagine why the capture of Laila caused such a big incident.
Everyone's heart is filled with tension and uneasiness.
On the one hand, these simple and simple people hope that things will have a good outcome, but the current development direction of the situation does not seem to be going in a good direction. They are more worried about the gears and magic books, and the streets.
Will everyone be implicated?
But everyone had little knowledge, so they had to turn their attention to the owner of the hotel, the old businessman Pushe.
Alyssa stood next to Pushe, looking at her companions, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing in her heart that things would turn out like this.
"Please don't worry too much," Pushe said to everyone, "You can go back first. The matter is over and will not affect everyone."
"Mr. Pusher?"
The crowd asked in a voice.
The old man shook his head gently, "Everything has its origin. I have been taken care of by everyone here for many years. But what I can tell you about this matter is that at least it is not the gears and the magic book that are wrong, let alone
Laila, I believe everyone knows this."
"… After this, I will dismiss Matri and the others, and leave all the gears and magic books to you. If we are destined to meet in the future, we will meet again."
He looked at Luo Yu, their eyes met, and then the old man turned around and walked towards the hotel.
Outside the Gears and Magic Books, the crowd was silent for a moment.
Since it was not Laila who was at fault, why did things turn out like this?
