Thick dark clouds covered the moon, and Old Dunling looked particularly dark tonight. Tall buildings stood up in groups, looking like a huge twisted and ferocious forest against the dim light.
The Zeppelin is still cruising in the night sky, and the bright lights are shining down, but they are unwilling to give any to the lower city. It is so dark here, so deep that almost nothing can be seen.
There is martial law tonight, and all intersections leading to the lower city are strictly guarded, but the ones guarding there are not mounted police, but Royal Guards with live ammunition. No one knows when they came, and when they realized they
It's already there.
Iron boots hit the wet ground, and the cold iron cry echoed in the deserted alley.
The soldiers wore red cloaks and were equipped with the new "Dragon Roar" rifle from the Mechanical Institute. It was a heavy cannon that was described as a rifle. Every time it fired, it could bring out a three-foot-long flame at the muzzle.
The heavy projectiles that roared like a dragon came out of the barrel at high speed, and could penetrate the enemy as well as the deck in front of them. This weapon was originally designed to attack fortresses, but the stone brick bunker was vulnerable to its volley.
The iron whistle was held in his mouth, and crow-like whistles sounded from time to time in the dark night, as if they were messengers from the god of death.
"They're not going to go downtown, are they?"
Shrike sneezed and asked. It's very cold up there. This is a high platform. Its identity is concealed as a steam tower, but in fact it is Shrike's watchtower. Here the commander can see everything on the battlefield and give instructions.
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Despite the surge of hot steam, Shrike still felt cold and wrapped his clothes tightly.
"They are responsible for the blockade. Under the roar of the dragon, no one can leave the lower city before dawn."
There are many things that cannot be announced tonight, not even by the Royal Guards.
Galahad looked at the glimmering place in the dark night and said calmly, his eyes were steady and cautious, as he had always been.
"What if there are many enemies? Can they hold on under the attack of so many monsters?" Shrike was a little worried. The lower city area is next to the outer city area, and the so-called hell and heaven are very close.
"This is the old Dun Ling. We can't let any monsters go. We can't even let them leave the underground palace."
Galahad knew very well what would happen tonight. Not far in front of them was a ruined building, but both of them knew that the blissful feast was right under the surface of the earth, and the people there were intoxicated and reveled.
Little did he know that death was already outside the door.
"Now is the age of steam. A salvo of gunfire is enough to destroy any enemy. Do you still remember those winged cavalry who still miss the old days? They travel across the continent and flexibly change their armor. They can be heavy cavalry or light cavalry.
They have wings behind them, and they are like angels descending from the world when they charge."
Galahad said disdainfully, scorning the old era.
"But in the end, all they could do was to bury the old era. The strong armor was nothing in the face of black gunpowder. The last wing of the Hussars was killed by artillery on the way to charge. Only their commander rushed to the high platform.
, but he is only one person, and the battle situation has been decided."
"Shrike, this is the dawn of a new era. The heavily armored hussars have all fallen into our hands, not to mention those monsters. They are all relics of the old era, and they should die a good death."
Galahad's voice was as calm as ever, the dim light of the night illuminated his mask, and the smell of gunpowder filled his body.
"It looks like a lot of people will die tonight... I'm a little curious as to why you chose to attack tonight. Obviously we haven't found out the identity of the mysterious Duke yet, and now we are undoubtedly trying to alert the enemy."
Shrike looked down at his kingdom. It was a dirty garbage dump. Then he was the rat king. He knew very well how many people would die tonight.
"It's too late. We discovered the whereabouts of the epidemic doctor. He should be in the Bliss Banquet now. You know exactly what he will do. At that time, the situation will be irreversible."
Shrike was silent, he knew very well who the plague doctor Galahad was talking about, and Galahad was the commander tonight, he was only responsible for assisting.
"The great detective should be there now, right."
"Yes, without his information we wouldn't have thought that Sabo helped them."
Galahad looked at the pocket watch in his hand. The time had not yet come, and there was still time.
"Can you still contact the detective? If you can, tell him to leave quickly. This is not a night for a detective to participate in."
"You want to purify the entire underground palace?"
Shrike looked cold, this would be a massacre.
"No one knows what the epidemic doctor will leave behind. Arthur means to eradicate the roots."
After a long pause, Shrike sighed. He couldn't contact Lorenzo. The fastest communication in modern times is a thing called radio, but this thing is currently only used inside the purification agency, and even the outside world doesn't know about this technology.
The presence.
Lorenzo could not hear the shrike's call, and now he was alone.
"It looks like your great detective is going to die there." Galahad said coldly.
"No, that is a scourge. Orientals often say that scourges will last for thousands of years." Shrike smiled. He was full of confidence in this great detective.
"Wretching for thousands of years?"
Galahad raised his eyebrows. He couldn't understand the words coming from the east. Even though the world became extremely narrow under the snake in the atrium, the distant east was still a vague word to everyone.
Steam technology has set off a revolution, and the dragon entrenched in the east has also awakened. After Yin Erweg ended the Glorious War, the power of steam technology has reached its peak. New steamships and war airships are all powerful.
The new artillery appeared, and when everyone thought that no one could challenge Yin Erweg's position in the countries, the dragon from the east came.
It was a misty morning, and the crew was still checking the hull of the ship as usual and preparing to set sail. But at this time, endless waves kept rising, hitting the fishing boats hard, as if a storm was coming.
Raising their heads, everyone took a look at the huge monster driving out of the thick fog. It was so huge that it looked like a monster from ancient mythology.
It was a direct collision between two cultures. Many crew members were frightened in place. They had never seen such a big ship. Even Inverg's royal flagship was like a baby in front of it. What's more,
What's most shocking is its structure. Steamships have been around for nearly a hundred years, but the big ship seems to have sailed out of history. It didn't use any steel, just solid wood to build it all. It's as seamless as a whole.
Sculpted from a big tree that holds up the world.
That is the big ship named Kuilong.
The erected sail covered the sky and the sun, with an entrenched Eastern dragon sewn on it. Hundreds of cannons protruded from both sides of the hull, and the ferocious dragon head was on the bow. No one who had seen such a creature thought it was the end of the world.
What was despairing was that at sunrise, the moist mist dissipated with the sunlight and the sea surface became clear. Only then did people see the sea behind the giant ship. There were hundreds of big ships like it,
Hundreds of flags are flying, like migrating cardinals, burning the sky with rain of fire.
This is a fleet that spans the world.
Panic and despair swept through the Port of Rendona in an instant and spread to the Platinum Palace of Old Dunling. This fleet from the East clearly lagged behind in weapons for decades, but no one still thought it could win this war.
This was the first time that the Yin Erweg people saw people from the east. They thought they would be as terrifying as the legend, but the general named Zuo Zhen did not bring war. He walked into the Platinum Palace wearing armor.
He said that he came with the emperor's will and left gifts from the East. Then the Queen gave them the knowledge of the Mechanical Institute in return, so these Easterners left Yin Erweg with steam technology until ten
Several years later, it has not appeared above the sea level again.
"Good people don't live long, but disasters last for thousands of years. This is the full picture of this sentence. It probably means that those who are bound by their own moral principles usually don't live long, but those unprincipled and low-life scum can live to the end."
Shrike said and wrapped his clothes tightly again. No steam came out, and the condensed water droplets were particularly cold.
"You think he is a low-level scumbag?" Galahad was a little surprised. He didn't expect Shrike to judge him like this.
"Yeah, it's the scum that need a new life to escape the past, and Lorenzo Holmes is one of them."
Shrike said calmly.
"But it is precisely this kind of person who can survive to the end. Don't worry about him. Just go ahead and attack. This detective will definitely survive."
Recalling the first time he saw Lorenzo, Shrike could not imagine what the embarrassed man in front of him had gone through. The almost rotten wounds, the empty eyes... It was probably a great darkness, but even if it was
In this way, Lorenzo has not died, let alone what happened tonight.
"Didi"
Suddenly there was a sound, and the communicator on Shrike's chest flickered in the darkness. This is a new technology from the Mechanical Institute. They call it radio communication. As long as you hold this thing, even if there is the entire Old Town between them,
Spirits can also receive messages, which is faster and more mobile than telephones. This will change the battlefield, but now it is only equipped inside the purge agency.
Listening to the message conveyed in the communicator, Shrike's expression gradually became serious. Although it was dark, Galahad still felt the change in Shrike.
"What happened?" he asked.
"Four teams of mounted police tried to enter the Lower City but were stopped by the Guards."
Logically speaking, only mounted policemen on night patrol would appear on the streets at this time, but the appearance of four teams of mounted policemen together was a bit too abnormal.
"Has Su Yalan Hall also been corroded?"
Galahad's tone was angry for the first time.
"No, it's that scumbag."
Shrike was obviously angrier than Galahad, and he cursed angrily.
"Stop the attack. There are important targets in the underground palace."
"What important goal?"
Galahad was the commander tonight, and he didn't understand why Shrike suddenly overstepped his authority.
"Lorenzo, that scumbag, told me that I would have no problem dealing with Saab alone. I thought he would have some novel plan. You also know that he single-handedly caused the Red River Massacre. He is a detective who sees everything, and he can also change his mind."
Become the perfect criminal."
"I finally know where this bastard's confidence comes from!"
Shrike explained with an anger he had never felt before. As he spoke, he wanted to take out his revolver, but halfway through, he remembered that the gun was in Lorenzo's hand. Now he was beginning to regret not killing him.
It's Lorenzo.
"Half an hour ago, Su Yalan Hall received an anonymous letter, an address, and a name."
Shrike said as he took out a silver-white rifle from the darkness. It has an extended barrel and a high-power lens. The slender body of the gun has sharp protrusions. It can be used as a strange sword for fighting when necessary.
This weapon came from the Mechanical Institute. It is a powerful concept weapon but cannot be mass-produced due to cost issues. It rarely appears on the battlefield because its owner is the Shrike, the king of the underground, and even when the king pulls it out
When the sword is drawn, it will be a war that concerns everything.
"The address is the underground palace managed by Sabo in Lower City, which is tonight's battlefield, and the name is Eve Phoenix."
Galahad was stunned when he heard the name. For the first time, an emotion other than calmness appeared on the knight's stern face. He held his head and paused for a long time before speaking slowly.