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Chapter 540: North Pole, Night Rider!

How far is the North Pole from you?

The Far North at the end of the world is different from the frozen continent at the other end. The Arctic Ocean, which is an open sea covered by glaciers all year round, is surrounded by three continents in the Northern Hemisphere and a total of eight neighboring countries.

How far are you from the legend beyond reality?

Those martial arts that are not just fancy, those capable people who can really bring luck to the Dantian and cut off the water with a sword, how far are they from the poor or rich you in real life, or are they only regarded as legends buried in history by you?

?

The earth rotates, and in the Arctic world,

Looking around, the snow-capped icebergs, the endless frozen sea ice caps and the dark starry night sky form a strong contrast. The polar region where humans are banned sleeps in the extreme north of the world.

but....

Just beyond the reach of the most famous geniuses, there is that kind of existence on the other side of reality. In the low temperature and ice sea of ​​the North Pole, hidden under the vision of reality, an invisible blockade has already existed!

Under the behemoth called "Nightless Palace", the blockade jointly established by the top beings recognized by the night war world, the wall of light built with magic energy that ordinary people cannot see,

Slowly shrinking without anyone knowing about the real world!

300 kilometers outside the North Pole, blocking the outer layer-European direction,

The broken ice floats on the sea surface, and a swirling golden rhombus crystal floats above the palm of his hand. His handsome blond hair is floating in the north wind, revealing nobility and brilliance. A pure white shawl with a golden edge is tied around his shoulders.

The slender and elegant dress of a royal noble has an indescribable majesty and dignity. In the world of night battles, in the eyes of the participants, this type of clothing only represents one kind of person...

"We have reached the second blockade distance. The status of the Nimbus core is normal. We received a message from the Norwegian government about the departure of an icebreaker an hour ago."

On top of the glacier, the person reporting up was a blond young man with a Western long sword wrapped with silver thorns around his waist and communication technology equipment hanging in his ears...

"I have contacted the British mainland and it has returned."

The Thirteenth Zero Rider of the Nightless Palace, the sage is Pedro Silves!

"Remember to confirm the situation of those scientific expedition teams, wait where they are, and be prepared to build the 'Light Wheel'. What is the situation in other places?"

...

Block the outer layer - Asia direction,

The towering cliffs of glaciers, the steep natural cliffs of strange peaks, the short figure wearing a pure white cloak with gold trim, holding a strange crutch that was far larger than his body. He looked at the golden rhombus floating on his palm, his head lowered.

A low, weird laugh.

"There's nothing unusual about it, it's really a beautiful brilliance,"

The short figure holding the crutch raised his right hand high, letting the golden rhombus shine out, sending out a faint golden wall of light towards the sky and the earth. Under the cloak, his expression had a deep smile...

The twelfth Zero Rider of the Nightless Palace, Alchemist-Holmonks!

...

Block the outer layer - the direction of America,

The old man with silver hair and white beard, wearing an old-fashioned monocle, looked at the faint sunlight on the Arctic horizon, and squinted his eyes in dissatisfaction with himself for wasting time here:

"It is necessary to ask unnecessary questions and set aside feasible lead time for plan implementation."

The golden rhombus crystal has long been placed on the top of the cylindrical machine. The mechanical arm is automatically building a temporary work space. The figure that controls everything is a name that all technicians know...

The eleventh Zero Rider of the Nightless Palace, mentor-Schmidt Eilanpuintan!

The old man who looked a bit cold and difficult to get along with casually hung up the communication device that had nothing to do with him, glanced at the direction to the north, turned around and walked into the completed studio with a cold laugh.

"It's such a boring plan to use so many manpower for an unrelated person!"

...

At a distance of 300 kilometers away from the North Pole, three golden rhombus crystals echoed each other at three points, trembling slightly and then the golden color inside became stronger bit by bit, and finally diffused out of the wall of light!

The overwhelming pale golden color forms a warning blockade with a radius of 300 kilometers!

Anything that wants to go to the depths of the Arctic through here will instantly trigger the warning of the blockade, and once it touches it, it will need to face,

That is.....

200 kilometers from the North Pole, seal off the inner layer!

The polar north wind blows against the increasingly steep icebergs. A thin golden chain tied to the chest hangs from the bright and gorgeously patterned epaulettes. The pure white and noble cloak is raised high. The tall and handsome middle-aged man looks like a general.

With a neat beard and a face as calm as a mountain, he reveals a completely different and powerful temperament, walking on the Arctic glaciers!

He rarely appears in the night battle world, but every B-level participant has heard of his name, and he blocked everything in the A-level top 50 team hunting scene in the European Night Palace.

The dark wall of light,

The 80th Cavalry of the Nightless Palace,

Nimbus - Yag Nagaon!

"The blockade of the Nimbus is completed, Pedro and the others have activated the Fulcrum."

He stopped and looked at the shallow golden light in the night sky of the North Pole slowly covering the top of his head. He stood on the ice sheet and spoke slowly.

"Excessive worries. I really don't understand Her Majesty the Queen's caution. We have already dispatched ourselves to come here in person. Is it really necessary to lay down a second layer of blockade in a superfluous manner?"

From the communication device worn in his ear, a young man's voice sounded with a chuckle and confidence and a wild and arrogant voice, showing undisguised disdain for the target that had them mobilized collectively this time.

"Oh, he's just a wanderer with no way to escape."

"Royal, put away your arrogance, are you doubting Her Majesty the Queen?"

From the other two directions inside the blockade, a calm and noble female voice scolded the young man,

Crossing a crack in the ice sea, the silver glow of the cross was full of religious atmosphere, like the swaying chest of a nun's dress, and the pattern of the golden cross was floating on the corners of her skirt. Looking at the end of the North Pole, which was not that far away,

The 70th Cavalry of the Nightless Palace, Saint Clausel!

"Are you challenging my loyalty to Her Majesty the Queen?"

It is also pure white with bright patterns, a one-shoulder cloak on only one side, short hair tied randomly, slightly upward corners of the mouth and lightning flowing through his body from time to time, revealing his arrogance. Listening to Clausel's words, his tone

He narrowed his eyes slightly coldly.

The 60th Cavalry of the Nightless Palace, the God of Thunder - Roya!

"Don't be careless, Her Majesty the Queen must have her considerations, and don't forget, even if we get the news this time about her who escaped with serious injuries thirty years ago, what we have to face is not an ordinary wanderer,"

Yager's voice was steady and thick. As he continued to walk on the glacier, he stopped the two of them from talking, lowered his eyes solemnly and spoke to Roja in warning:

"It's the ancient participant in the Wanderer's Song camp who has mastered future technology and survived for a century!"

On the other side of the inner blockade, although there was still contempt on his lips, Roja did not continue to refute.

Because he will use facts to let everyone know that the so-called mysterious and legendary Wanderer's Song, if seriously injured or weak, is nothing more than the dust of history that cannot withstand him.

"Okay, that's all."

In the communication channel, a long old voice sounded gently, and the figures of the other three Zero Riders paused slightly and became quiet without continuing to speak.

The last direction of the inner blockade, the last person who formed the most powerful encirclement,

The figure is walking towards the dark night with his back to the direction of the North Pole. On the journey from light to darkness, he is holding the scepter that symbolizes the glorious religion, and he is wearing a pure white robe with rich patterns.

The 40th Cavalry of Night Palace!

Apocalypse-Bayer Deans!

"How's the situation with Nimbus?"

Closing his eyes, the old man's figure seemed to be standing in the Arctic at the end of his life, as if he wanted to see the result of this time.

"It has been completed. If we tighten the blockade now, it is estimated that there will still be a hundred kilometers. We will encounter her after tomorrow..."

"Is there another day..."

The old man holding the scepter sighed deeply, then raised his calm eyes and continued to ask:

"What about her movements?"

"Unfortunately, this is the worst case scenario."

The closed and closed halo of light conveyed the situation that Yag Nagaen least wanted to see. The figure surrounded and blocked by them did not attempt any breakout that suited their intentions.

And just wait for them where they are.

The moment when the light wheels converge into a dome,

arctic center,

90° due north, the world’s pinnacle of extreme north,

The giant steel, as beautiful as the stars in the night, is sleeping quietly and half exposed on the ice sea, with a single wing of faint blue light spread out behind it, and countless blood-like blue energy is inside its dark night surface.

flowing together,

You Ye's head lit up slightly, and his undetectable vision was blocked. Sitting on the shoulders of the ultimate power that all technological people pursue, the golden fairy watched the silver power bank in his hand disintegrate into the core of the soul projection.

Then he raised his calm, light golden eyes and looked at the Arctic night sky...


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