Aranza pretended to guess and said: "Ancient people always liked to hide some information in a certain building or a certain statue, and then called them 'books'. But judging from your appearance, this ancestral classics may really be a book."
This book...otherwise, why would you deny it so hastily?"
Bessain had a gloomy look on his face, snorted coldly and turned away, as if he didn't intend to argue with Aranza and the others anymore.
Aranza was not in a hurry and patiently looked at the interior furnishings of the command boat.
It has to be said that this airship is indeed a work that spans the ages, and the span is not small - its interior is mainly metal style, with several simple lines drawn across the smooth walls, and you can clearly see the substantive magic.
Elements flow through it.
This seemingly simple scene has extraordinary significance.
"This is simply...a perfect combination of magical civilization and machine civilization!"
Aranza couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
"It's natural."
Yvette would not be modest. She also looked around, but her eyes were not like the surprise and awe in other people's eyes, but a touch of unabashed pride. She explained: "In the era of the Julia Dynasty, magic
As an auxiliary, there is no such complex system as this era. I think my people would never have imagined that low-end magic would restrict the development of magic machines to higher levels... This can't be blamed on them. After all, the definition of magic machines at that time
It's just a 'metal device powered by magical elements'."
"But now..."
Yvette paused for a moment before continuing: "The magical civilization of this era has opened up a new path for the development of war magic machines. It is like the various parts of a whole. When all parts perform well, for
The whole thing is a qualitative improvement!”
Aranza said a few "oh"s in cooperation. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the huge protective window on one side, and said, "Well, maybe I can organize a magic team for you, or even start a school to carry out this development direction.
Go down."
"The magic team is a good idea, and Chenxi's magic is very good... As for the school, forget it, I have no interest, and I have no intention of benefiting mankind."
A flash of light flashed in her eyes, not too bright, even a little dim, and she said: "Because... I don't belong to this era."
"Even the era of the Yulia Dynasty will not be able to stop you."
Aranza comforted her, then remembered something, and said in a strange tone: "But... I think some existences will not make us too strong. The ending of the Yulia Dynasty and the ancient snow elves are good examples."
They are not willing to touch their barrier in this life.
The two did not continue the topic, and now was obviously not the time to talk.
Aranza's sight passed through the glass window. At this moment, the surrounding large airships had already surrounded the command boat. On the deck of the large airship, one could see the snow elves nervously manipulating heavy ballistae. If their king hadn't still
On the command boat, no matter how confident Yvette was in the command boat, she would inevitably be beaten into a honeycomb.
Because the heavy ballistae on the large airship was also made by Yvette, she was equally confident in these heavy ballistae that could penetrate the city wall.
The magic cannon was nowhere to be seen. After all, its consumption of magic crystals was something not everyone could afford.
What Aranza cares about is not these, but the land below. The joint defense line between the Mercenary King's remnant army and the Norland Army has been pushed further by the war magic machine. Carew and Lee Tyrell have already solved it.
Black Dust, but both of them were seriously injured. Lee Tyrell was still able to intervene in the battle to stabilize the front. However, Carew was forcibly sent to the Temple of the Moon Goddess by Lee Tyrell because his ribs were too strong.
That's the great priest.
Aranza, who was paying attention to the battle situation again, couldn't help frowning and said: "We can't delay it any longer, Yvette, stop these war magic machines!"
"What did you say?!"
The shocked one was naturally Bethindu who was forced into the corner. His eyes widened and England's face was distorted, just like his ugly appearance before being "plasticized" by the Moon Bud Scepter. He screamed: "Stop me.
A magical war machine?! Are you kidding me?! Haha! Haha!"
"These war magic machines are not yours, never have been."
Yvette corrected him, the corners of her mouth curved up, and she said loudly: "These... are all my toys, I just lend them to you to play with."
"You...devil! I curse you..."
"Bang!"
Besain couldn't even utter his curse, because Aranza kicked him in the abdomen just right, causing his body to hit the hard metal wall. He was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while.
I just hate that he spends all his energy on so-called elegance. If he had set aside some time to practice combat skills or magic, he would not be in a situation where he would be suppressed at will.
Aranza had no time to ridicule Bethindu. He turned to look at Yvette and said, "Well, let's get started."
Yvette nodded, then reached out and tapped on the back of the humanoid war magic machine she brought. The humanoid war magic machine immediately started to move. It just took two steps forward, and then stretched out a link from the joint of its arm.
A small metal tube is inserted into the magic element flow groove of the metal guard wall.
Bessain immediately screamed after recovering from the pain, but there was another kind of pain in his voice: "What are you doing?! No! No!"
He knew very well what it would mean to him and the entire Snow Elf clan if the war magic machine on the battlefield was still under Yvette's control.
Yvette glanced at him coldly and said, "That's the mistake. You shouldn't betray me."
"..."
Bessaindu was immediately speechless.
Without any warning, the war magic machines on the battlefield stopped one after another.
Just like a crowded and noisy place, time was suddenly stopped by some force and became silent.
This was such a strong and dramatic contrast that everyone was stunned for a while at the sudden turn, squeezing their eyes to make sure they were not dreaming. And many soldiers began to use weapons to hit the joints of the humanoid war magic machine, seeing them
If they are still motionless, they are sure that these war magic machines have stopped running.
The next moment, cheers like a mountain roar erupted from the crowd.
Ilita, who was leading the army, did not show much surprise. She showed a smile that said "Sure enough," and said to Li and Longlong beside her: "I knew it would be like this."
The person who took the words was Lee Tyrell, who had just come in for support. He had already returned to his eloquent appearance, pointed to the sky, and said: "Of course His Royal Highness is not going sightseeing."
Then, Lee Tyrell waved his hand to the surroundings and shouted an order: "Don't worry about cheering, find the snow elves on the war magic machine and kill them all!"
After hearing this, the soldiers took action one after another. The snow elves without the war magic machine were just lambs to be slaughtered to them.
"No! No!"
Bessindu also saw this scene through the glass window, and his wailing was filled with heartbreaking despair.
"Well, I really should thank you, Besaindu."
Aranza reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "This gift of yours comes at the right time."
Besaindu originally wanted to take advantage of the victor's weak period after the Battle of Black Key Castle to stage a scene of profit, but unexpectedly it turned into a timely help of charcoal, and every piece of this charcoal was his flesh and blood.
"I will hurry up and transform these war magic machines into human pilots."
Yvette looked at Aranza and said with unclear meaning: "When the time comes, let alone defending against some forces with evil intentions. Even if you plan to take this opportunity to unify the human race, it won't be a problem."
Aranza looked at Yvette with a different look and said, "In my opinion, you already have such ability, but you have not bulldozed the human race. I am very curious about the reason."
"Nothing to be surprised about."
Yvette spread her hands innocently and said: "The partners my tribe prepared for me are not suitable for driving war magic machines at all. To be honest, these blind men drove the war magic machines and didn't even crash. I have already
I’m very happy.”
Hearing this, Bessain roared and said, "It's because you restricted us from using the Moon Bud Scepter!"
"ha?!"
Yvette immediately showed contempt and retorted: "The Moon Bud Scepter can only be used so many times a day, but you use the times to change your appearance and the appearance of your woman. It is you who are wrong, my dear
Your Majesty the King!"
"..."
Besaindu was speechless again.
Aranza didn't intend to pay attention to this, but said in a blink of an eye, "Well, the cooperation between the Yulia Dynasty and the Snow Elves has been arranged long ago?"
Yvette smiled bitterly and said: "As two groups that were destroyed by a certain existence, it is not surprising that they conspire to cooperate!"
Aranza thought about it: "But... why would it prevent you from developing? When you were sealed, did your people tell you anything?"
Yvette understood what Aranza was wondering about. She looked at him curiously, but the feeling in her heart was inexplicable. She already knew that Aranza was the person of prophecy among the gods, and at this moment, Aranza's question had already proved that he was
Explore the traces of the gods.
She discovered that from this moment on, he began to intervene in the world of gods.
Every life is just a small fish in the river of destiny, and at this moment, Yvette jumped out of the river and saw something indescribable.
So much so that she did not hide it and answered Aranza's question truthfully, saying: "My people... they only told me that after the seal was lifted, they found the Moon Bud Scepter and used it as a basis to cooperate with the snow elves."
"That is to say..."
Aranza suddenly looked at Bethindu, and the light in his eyes gave the latter an ominous premonition.
Aranza chuckled and said: "In other words, the answer lies with the snow elf... This guy probably doesn't know anything. Well, it seems that we need to take a look at the ancestral book."