This is a space beyond human cognition, a space that has been hidden in the corner of this planet since ancient times but has never been known to mortals in this world. In this strange place that does not distinguish between far, near, high, low, up, down, left, or right, the only things that can be seen are
Countless broken towers floating in the sky, crooked palaces, and mysterious long bridges connecting these twisted buildings. In the distant and dark chaos, unexplainable stars and nebulae have been shining on this dark world for thousands of years.
It casts a mysterious and strange shadow on every building floating in the void, which makes people feel timid.
No one knows who built these buildings, and no one knows which race this space once belonged to. The only thing that is beyond doubt is that the former owner of this space was extremely powerful and mastered technology far beyond common sense.
Because the shabby-looking architectural ruins floating in the air are without exception extremely strong, and even the most powerful aliens cannot shake them at all.
Now, fierce battles are breaking out everywhere in this space.
There is a broken and collapsed palace floating in the corner of the void. The remaining structure of the palace can still show its former grandeur. On the shattered outer wall of one side of the palace, several dazzling white fires suddenly erupted, and the firelight
Several figures wearing black windbreakers could be vaguely seen in the blast. Continuous shouts of killing rang out from all directions. This once peaceful and sacred place has now completely turned into a sinful battlefield of melee and betrayal.
A tall, dark-skinned, high-level demon hunter stood at the entrance of the palace. He waved a huge cross with a strange shape and knocked away several crossbow arrows that were fired at him. Behind him, in front of the main entrance of the palace,
There was a shimmering light wall shining. This light wall was crumbling and had obviously suffered too many attacks. A small group of exhausted demon hunters hid behind several collapsed stone pillars, using crossbows and long-range magic in their hands.
After struggling hard to fight back, a soldier shouted loudly: "Master Tutanin! We can't defend here anymore!"
The stout demon hunter Tutanin slammed the huge cross that could be seen as a war hammer on the ground. When the cross hit the ground, it triggered a dazzling electric light, temporarily creating a barrier outside the palace. He frowned.
Looking around, what he saw was an overwhelming disadvantage that was completely unfavorable to his own side: almost all the soldiers on his side were injured, and almost all the rune protective walls on the outer layer of the palace were extinguished.
Although the soldiers are still guarding here, the physical defense line is obviously about to collapse.
And at this moment when he was watching the situation, a huge explosion suddenly came from the distance, and a dazzling flash illuminated a dark space with a radius of one kilometer nearby. He looked up and saw the top of a spire hundreds of meters away.
It was emitting fierce flames, and the entire tower was lighting up the surroundings like a blazing torch. On the top of the minaret, bright rune lines were exploding one by one from top to bottom: those were the latecomers on the building.
Compared with the indestructible building itself, these superficial magic tricks appear to be too fragile for the protective walls laid out.
"...The energy node has been lost," Tutanin looked at this scene expressionlessly, waved his hand to open the light wall at the palace's main entrance, and "withdrew to the second line of defense."
The tired warriors hurriedly retreated to the palace as if they had been granted amnesty, with Tutanin walking at the end. After the guards evacuated, countless crossbow arrows and magic bullets immediately poured down on the protective light wall more recklessly: all of this
The attacks avoided the extremely strong building structure of the palace itself, and instead aimed at the fragile additional protections. The light walls flickered violently under the onslaught. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before it collapsed completely.
Tutanin strode into the palace corridors, and the occasional huge explosions made the ground beneath his feet tremble. Judging from the explosions and the shaking around him, the attackers had already used more powerful weapons to break the city, perhaps.
The rebels who attacked the energy node have already come here to join forces. Tutanin grabbed a young hunter running past and asked, "Where is Master White Fire?"
The young hunter had fear in his eyes. He almost screamed after being caught by Tutanin. He took a breath and stammered: "I just... just withdrew from the side wall defense line and am resting in the inner hall."
Tutanin nodded calmly and walked toward the inner hall, but before leaving, he suddenly turned around and called out to the young hunter: "Calm down, kid. The day you pick up the holy silver weapon, you will
You shouldn’t be afraid of dying in battle.”
The young hunter looked at Tutanin blankly, with a smile that was uglier than crying: "I'm not afraid of dying at the hands of demons, but those outside are..."
"Go ahead. Hold the line of defense," Tutain interrupted the young man. "The ones standing behind you are also your brothers and sisters. Compared with those who have lost their minds, these ones who are still fighting side by side with you are more precious."
Inner Temple.
As soon as he stepped into this place, Tutanin felt a scorching heat coming from all directions, burning his body and soul at the same time. He looked up and saw a girl with silver hair reaching her waist standing in a piece of holy flame.
Flames were billowing around the girl, and the silver-white sea of fire spread throughout the entire hall like a real existence and a spiritual illusion. However, except for the real and palpable heat, nothing in the palace was ignited by the holy flame.
Tutanin was stunned, ignoring the large sea of fire, and strode forward: "The energy node of the West Tower has been lost."
"I know, I can feel it." The silver-haired girl turned around and pressed one of her hands on her side. There was a shocking wound there, but what came out of the wound was not blood, but a stream of as if
The white flame flowing like liquid, "The barrier outside should be broken soon."
"How is the injury?" Tutan Yin frowned, "I heard that you were attacked by someone."
Bai Huo smiled indifferently, as if talking about someone else's affairs: "That guy almost succeeded, if his spirit was more tenacious and he could withstand the pain of the holy flame burning his body for half a second."
As she said that, she took away the hand covering her flank, and she could see that the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. This self-healing ability was no different from that of a werewolf.
boom
Another burst of explosions came from outside the palace, and the entire inner hall shook violently. Tutanin looked up at the dome structure of the hall, and his tone was still calm: "I should be able to hold on for a few days. These buildings themselves are very difficult.
After being destroyed, after the outer barrier is broken, they can only send a small group of soldiers in to fight us hand-to-hand. The people here are all good at melee combat."
"But there is no point in holding on for a few more days," Bai Huo shook his head, "Should we consider closing the Star Tower? Or blow it up..."
Tutain frowned: "In this way we will lose the Holy Land forever, and this may not completely seal this space. I am afraid that the saints have a way to reopen the Star Tower from the inside."
The two were silent for a moment. As Bai Huo's injuries gradually recovered, the sea of fire in the inner hall gradually dissipated. Tutanin broke the silence again: "I'm afraid Elder Hasu is still alive."
Bai Huo's eyes suddenly widened. This news finally broke the indifferent attitude she had maintained until now.
"The mentor is still alive? He..."
"He was just taken away, but the saints would not execute an elder-level demon hunter so rashly. According to intelligence from other places, the rebels are more inclined to capture the elder alive, probably to send something
Useful," Tutanin looked at Bai Huo's eyes, "just like I worried, the saints are not crazy, or at least they are not completely crazy, so they have tactics and some kind of goals, which will be more difficult.
Deal with it."
Bai Huo's breathing became faintly rapid, and some tiny flames began to burst out in the air around him.
"Bai Huo, there is a task that only you can complete," Tutain said suddenly. Although he and Bai Huo are both "master" level demon hunters, they are very different in terms of seniority and qualifications.
In the Demon Group, he is still Bai Huo's superior, "Give such a thing to the Countess."
As he spoke, he took out a delicate platinum box from his body. After opening the platinum box, there was a blood-red crystal inside.
"This is……"
"What Elder Hasselblad left behind was said to have been given to him suddenly by Saint Bedolis a month ago. At that time, the Saint also left a message: In case of emergency, if something unexpected happens, this thing should be given to the Countess.
I think His Majesty Bedolis is referring to this situation."
"Countess..." Bai Huo felt a little unable to react, "You mean..."
"There is only one ancient person in this world who can be called so by Saint Bedolis." (~^~)