Chapter 142: The Fall of the Kingdom of Heaven (1)
At this moment, in the dream world, the ninth level of the Magic Council, which has the fastest exploration progress, has taken the lead in arriving at the outside of the core energy room. But at the same time, it also discovered anomalies in the energy room.
"Wait... something's wrong, don't open the door yet!"
At the last moment when the door to the energy room was about to be opened, [Secret Seeker] Alwani suddenly raised his hand and cautiously stopped the movements of everyone in the team.
"What did you discover, Mr. Speaker Alwani?"
In response to Alwani's sudden warning, the movements of the three ninth-level council mages around them all stopped.
After one of the female casters sensed it, her robe moved slightly and she asked several people's doubts.
Although in the eyes of the outside world, the number of ninth-level arrivals from the Parliament side seems to be the largest, the number of people who truly belong to the Magic Parliament side is actually less than double digits, and most of the rest are from the major kingdoms of the Ittel Federation.
Walking the ninth level alone.
However, because Alwani, one of the three major speakers of the Magic Council, was here in person this time, someone from the Council took the lead for the time being.
"According to secret information, this should be where the core energy room is, but I felt the presence of something extremely dangerous inside."
Frowning slightly, Alwani's silver-white eyes glanced at the dark metal door, feeling a little hesitant.
"Before departure, Mr. Brentz once made a prediction for me alone, 'There will be a huge danger on this trip.' Looking at it now, it is very likely that it will be near the core."
"Your Majesty Speaker, what should we do now?"
After listening to Alwani's explanation, another spell caster asked.
"us……"
Rolling——
But just as Alwani spoke, the heavy gate beside him suddenly trembled, and then slowly opened on its own.
The moment the door opened, a chilling sense of crisis immediately spread throughout the bodies of several mages.
"not good!"
Without enough time to consider why the door opened on its own, the four mages immediately retreated, trying to conceal their auras and stay away from the door as much as possible.
At this moment, from the corridor on the other side, the Holy See team led by the Archbishop of the Holy Glory Church [Holy Inquisitor] Jorgeson just arrived. At the same time, they also noticed the slowly opening gate and the retreating parliamentary team.
"We meet again. Why are you guys running away?"
Without immediately paying attention to the gate, Jorgson directly raised his hand, and several holy white illusory chains composed purely of rule inscriptions appeared in the void, and quickly shot towards the four people, trying to keep a few of them behind.
Facing Jorgson's attack, except for Alwani, the other three mages could only mobilize the power of rules to resist, but their speed inevitably slowed down.
"Damn it! Jorgson! Stop it! Don't you feel anything inside the door?!"
Alwani turned around angrily and waved his hand, and the invisible wind of magic blew past, instantly disintegrating several chains from their roots.
"Oh? This feeling..."
Putting down his raised hand with an indifferent expression, Jorgson turned his attention to the door. After sensing it for a while, his eyes also became solemn.
"Is it an outsider, an ancient alien thing that descended from the darkness, awakening in a corner where the glory of the gods has not yet shined?"
A pure white divine punishment crystal appeared in his hand again. At the same time, several ninth-level members of the Holy See behind him spread out slightly to form a simple protective circle.
At the same time, the metal gate of the energy room is almost half open at this moment.
The room was completely dark, and nothing could be seen. Instead, there was an extremely ominous, pitch-black dream atmosphere, like thick oil, flowing continuously into the corridor along the open door.
Both sides were on high alert for this pitch-black aura of unknown identity. Several ninth-level people tried to use the power of rules to eliminate it, but the effect was unsatisfactory. It took almost three parts of the power of rules to offset one black aura.
At this moment when the two sides were temporarily facing off, another ninth-level team from the Federation and a team from the Empire finally arrived here.
But before they could react, an illusory projection wearing a pitch-black cloak, with its face covered by a hood, suddenly appeared in front of many ninth-order people.
"Um?!"
Everyone was stunned at the way this figure appeared, and then they immediately realized that this was probably the mysterious man who controlled the city from the intelligence.
Not only were there many ninth-level people exploring the city, but in the sky outside the entire floating city, there were suddenly several huge projections of the interior of the floating city, the protagonists of which were none other than the ninth-level teams exploring the ruins.
The current exploration status of the ninth level of the major forces is extremely clear to the eyes of the outside world.
"Look! That seems to be a scene in the city!"
Seeing this scene, many ninth-order people watching from a distance were a little surprised and immediately contacted their respective forces.
Soon, almost all the major forces knew about this incident in the floating city.
"Who are you anyway?"
Inside the city, while being wary of the darkness in the door, Bergson stared at the projection in front of him indifferently, his tone cold as if he was interrogating a heretic.
At the same time, several ninth-level mages directly began to cast spells, trying to trace the direction of the main body directly along the projection.
However, with the entire floating city's magic system as a defense, this retrospection did not take effect.
"me?"
In the projection, Anvis lowered his hood slightly and smiled silently.
"I wonder if any of you have heard of the name of the Gloria civil resistance organization 'Spark'?"
"Are you from the Spark Organization?!"
Hearing this, a ninth-level member from the Aslade family was suddenly a little surprised.
Suddenly, from the mysterious mouth in front of him, he heard the name of a resistance organization that was making trouble in his own province, but he had never paid attention to it before. While he was surprised, he couldn't help but start to re-examine the threat of this organization.
"Even if you want to fool us, there should be a limit."
Staring at Anvis's image in silence for a moment, Alwani shook his head with a very certain tone.
"Indeed, as Mr. Alwani just said, I am not a member of the Spark organization."
In the projection, Anvis nodded slightly and admitted this very frankly.
"However, the focus of what I just said was not originally 'Spark', but the Gloria civil resistance organization."
Under the gaze of many ninth-level powerhouses and forces inside and outside the Floating City, Anvis bowed gracefully and his tone suddenly rose.
"Today, here, I am honored to introduce to you a new resistance organization, the Circle of Truth. As a ceremony for the organization's first launch, I will give you a big gift."
Sensing the slight ripples produced by the web of fate, Anvis's will penetrated deep into the scepter and communicated with a certain green spot outside the city that had always been sleeping in the sea.
As a result, among the surprised gazes of many ninth-order people, the sea level near the city suddenly trembled unusually.
A group of deep shadows quickly emerged from the sea water. The next moment, an extremely huge blue-gold metal arm, carrying countless mottled seaweeds and shellfish, suddenly stretched out from the sea!
Accompanied by a huge sound like thunder breaking through the sky, the metal giant statue as huge as a mountain tore through the sea and returned to the sky again.
The clouds parted on both sides of it, and the silver and purple moonlight shone on its surface, shining with flowing brilliance. The oppressive and terrifying magic power fluctuations caused the ninth level in the distance to maintain the time and space seal to change color.
At this moment, the forbidden weapon from the ancient golden age showed its power to this new era for the first time.