In the port area, Liszt, who was commanding the garrison to resist the attack while trying his best to maintain the operation of the port, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the city-state with some confusion.
In the city-state, mysterious twisted buildings are emerging from the sky above the normal streets. The earth in the distance is warping and inverting. Faint thorn-like phantoms cover the mountains. Chaotic and chaotic light and shadow are coming from the illusion. However,
In this terrifying and strange scene, some kind of delicate and pale "dust" suddenly scattered down.
The pale dust appeared in the sky out of thin air, and they fell one after another, like the first snow in winter. They passed through the overlapping phantoms and twisted and alien blocks, and were scattered bit by bit on the frosty streets - weightless
, but it seems endless.
Where the dust was scattered, the city-state that had seemed blurry and chaotic due to the overlapping of phantoms suddenly seemed to be "distinct" again. Even though it was only a moment, even though it was only a little change, Liszt clearly saw that those phantoms and reality
There are boundaries between the streets.
But at this moment, he had no time to think about what was going on, or even think about his fate in the next minute.
The roar of the steam walker's firing and the roar of distant coastal defense guns brought him back to reality.
"Keep those freaks out of the dock area!" Lister shouted to the soldiers and commanders as he walked through the walkway between the buildings and passed through the defense line built by steam walkers and temporary barricades.
"Ensure smooth access to oil depots and ammunition! The port must not fall!"
Smoke spread from all directions, the air was mixed with blood, and the pungent smell of machine oil and dirty mud as it dried. A steam walker was destroyed, and immediately the next spider machine rushed out of the bunker to maintain the fragile
Line of defense.
Inside this line of defense are the scarred dock facilities and teams running between the port buildings.
Liszt came to a high place and looked towards the direction of the dock.
When those monsters ran out of the thick fog in large numbers, the port almost fell. He and his soldiers paid a great price to clean up the pollution within the port and build roads leading to the interior of the city-state.
We have established a defensive line and have resisted until now.
According to the last external communication, this is currently the only port in Hanshuang that is still in operation - ports in other places are either still in a state of fierce competition, or have been lost, or are unable to operate due to heavy damage to key facilities.
Operation.
He must keep this place running at all costs - because the sea front is already in danger, and if the only coastal support is lost, the city-state navy will really be doomed.
But... as another terrifying twisted city-state gradually invades reality, can this place really be defended?
Liszt turned back and took one last look at the horribly deformed land that was rising from the city-state, like a swollen abscess. He tried his best to ignore the fact that it was gradually spreading towards the port, turned away from the defense line, and returned to the defense headquarters.
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It was also very busy here, with officers and staff members overwhelmed, the intelligence coming from everywhere was not optimistic, and the beeps and beeps of various radio communication equipment kept ringing.
A communications soldier was sitting in the corner of the room, repeating hoarsely into the radio: "Notify all offshore ships, this is the East Port, we still exist, repeat, we still exist - this is the only safe supply port, don't go near it
Other ports…”
Liszt went straight to a minister
"The 'Laurel' is replenishing ammunition and repairing the ammunition elevator. Its sister ship has lost power and is being towed back by barge. We still have sufficient ammunition, fuel and fresh water, but the crane at Pier 4 was damaged. Then
Bian Zheng is paralyzed..."
Liszt listened with a gloomy face. Then, there were rapid footsteps coming from the side. Another junior officer came to him with a nervous expression: "Sir, there is a situation..."
"There are situations everywhere now," Liszt said loudly, "report directly!"
"Yes, a ship is applying to enter the port for repairs. It is... a ship from the Sea Fog Fleet." The junior officer's eyes were complicated. "The undead people on the ship said that their transmission mechanism was faulty and the maintenance equipment on the ship could not cope with it."
Liszt was stunned for a moment. After three seconds, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let them enter the port and help them repair it as soon as possible."
"Yes, sir."
The men left, and Liszt quickly came to the window and observed the situation in the direction of the sea.
A battleship with billowing smoke was slowly approaching the repair dock. The flag of the Frost Queen was flying on the bow, and on the more distant sea, there were floating wreckage everywhere.
"Half a century...this flag finally returned to the frost in this way..."
Liszt muttered subconsciously.
But the next second, a burst of noise suddenly came from the corridor, interrupting the sigh of the port defense commander.
"What's going on?" He turned his head and asked loudly.
A soldier opened the door nervously and hurriedly and said to the commander in chief with embarrassment: "Sir! There are two... ordinary citizens, two girls, who came in somehow and insisted on talking to you...
…”
"Ordinary citizens? Arrange for them to avoid..." Liszt spoke subconsciously, but just as he was speaking, a burst of fighting and fighting quickly approached from the corridor, and then he heard the voice of a young girl outside.
Zhazahuhu——
"Everyone give in! Give in! Time is precious! How do you say that word...window, oh, the window period only lasts for a short time!"
Liszt raised his head in surprise. The next second, he saw two young girls breaking through the soldiers' obstruction and forcefully breaking into this crucial headquarters.
One was short and thin, wearing a black cotton skirt, but he pushed two broad-waisted soldiers out of the door. The other was slightly taller, wearing a simple brown jacket and cotton skirt, and his face seemed a little nervous.
Both of them looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and the thin one even looked younger.
"Leave immediately," Liszt said immediately, his irritation made his tone unpleasant, "This is not a place for you to mess around. If you get separated from the people who are seeking refuge, then..."
"Are you the boss here? We have something important to do," the thin girl said in a loud voice before anyone could finish her words. "Is there any place nearby that is temporarily unavailable? We need to set a fire..."
"Set a fire?" Liszt was startled, and then he realized that this was a bad joke - he couldn't understand why two inexplicable civilians came here to make trouble at this time, but then, professional
The sense of vigilance it brought alerted him, and he immediately shouted an order, "Soldier, control them!"
Several soldiers rushed in immediately to catch the two strange girls. The short one immediately jumped up and down: "We really have something important! The angle of your place is so suitable, just an open space will do! You guys...
..." She suddenly stopped and looked out the window with wide eyes, as if she had discovered something.
"Hey! It's okay over there! There's no one on the whole avenue, and it goes straight to the coastline!" The girl jumped up high, and two or three soldiers couldn't hold her down. Then she turned her head again and greeted her companions.
, "Nina, you go over there, and then add the two arson sites just discovered in the south, the city-state side will definitely be enough!"
"Ah...ok!" the young girl called Nina responded immediately. Then she turned back and bowed slightly to Liszt with embarrassment and apology, "Yes...I'm sorry, sir, my friend is not very good."
He’s good at dealing with people, let’s leave now…”
Liszt stared. The outrageous situation in front of him made his mind a little confused, but he still took a step forward subconsciously: "Stop, you..."
He didn't finish what he said.
Because something even more outrageous happened.
Heat suddenly surged around the young girl in front of him, and then, in the blink of an eye, she turned into a jumping and dazzling arc-shaped flame. This flame rose up in the room, and its dazzling brilliance seemed to be able to kill people just by looking at it.
His soul started to burn - the next second, the flames flew towards the open window next to him, like an inverted meteor, rushing straight towards a high platform near the port area.
Liszt looked at this scene in astonishment, but before his mind could turn around, the flame suddenly rushed back into the room.
The flames bent towards him, outlining the girl's outline, and a polite but crackling voice came from it: "Thank you for protecting the city, I'm leaving! Goodbye!"
The arc of flames rushed out of the room again.
"Goodbye!"
In the room, the short girl also shouted repeatedly, and then, a dark crack suddenly appeared around her, and shadows surged in the crack, dragging her out of thin air and disappearing before everyone's eyes.
"This...this is all..."
Liszt looked at this scene in shock and confusion, and subconsciously rushed towards the open window, but only had time to see an arc of flames rushing straight into the sky from a distance.
And beneath this blazing flame, the coast illuminated by the dazzling light... suddenly burned!
"The Frost Coast is ablaze!"
On the observation deck of the Seamist, an undead sailor picked up the trumpet and shouted loudly.
The waves were undulating and the cold wind was blowing back. Tirian stood on the edge of the bow deck like a standing rock, and in his single eye, he reflected the frosty coast where several fires were burning.
A bright flame jumped over the city-state, constantly igniting the no-man's land on the edge of the city-state - towering cliffs, rocks protruding from the water, lost towers, damaged forts, each ignition point was gradually connecting, like...
Continuous candlesticks.
Around the Seamist, the vast and endless sea surface was burning in large areas.
The wreckage left behind by the fake fleet is burning, the ships of the Sea Mist Fleet or the city-state navy are burning, and the leaked oil is burning.
The entire sea is being ignited by the flames of war.
And in this burning sea, the twisted and strange light and shadow of the mirror world are reflected - the rising ghost fleet, the weird and terrifying mirror frost in the distance, and the boundless darkness that surrounds these twisted things.
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"Captain!" First mate Aiden ran over and shouted beside Tirian, "The last barrel of oil has fallen, and the surrounding fire is about to spread to the ship!"
"I know," Tirian said calmly, a smile slowly appeared on his face, "What's the reaction from the Frost Navy?"
"They also followed our instructions and ignited the excess whale oil, but they still couldn't figure out what we were going to do, so they did it in complete confusion - they wanted us to give an explanation."
"explain……"
Tirian murmured softly, slowly raised his hand, and pointed around the Seamist, pointing at the sea that was being covered by thicker darkness and becoming more and more weird.
"Aiden, what does the sea look like to you?"
Aiden was startled for a moment, then raised his head and looked around.
The next second, his expression gradually froze, and even showed a hint of panic.
On the sea, the wind and waves had subsided quickly without knowing when, and the boundless darkness gradually gave the entire sea a mirror-like texture.
The flames burned in front of the mirror, from the frost coast to the sea where the fleets were fighting, the continuous flames of war... just like a ceremonial candlestick in front of the mirror.
The wind and waves on the sea and the sound of artillery seemed to suddenly weaken, and everything seemed distant as if from another world. In this strange and short silence, Aiden heard his captain speaking softly.
"My father said that if you want to find him, find a mirror and light a flame in front of it."
Tirian slowly opened his hands and faced the sea that was gradually turning into a dark mirror.