At this moment, Hanshuang truly became a city floating on the mirror.
The sea is this mirror.
What was reflected in the mirror was not only the twisted and terrifying mirror city - but also a pair of eyes burning with flames, and an existence that was bigger than the city-state, even as huge as the entire frost sea.
The authority of the fire was transferred in an instant, and all the flames burning inside and outside the mirror became a medium for extending and amplifying the power.
"Sir! Sir! Fire...fire!"
The junior officer's horrifying shout awoke Liszt from his daze. The latter suddenly woke up and followed the sound and looked out the window - he saw that the entire coast was burning, and even the entire sea surface was ignited.
The fire was rising, and a faint green color emerged from the flames like flowing water, and quickly dyed his entire field of vision.
The spiritual flames rising from all directions seemed to have the power to shock the soul, causing Liszt to retreat subconsciously. However, the next second, he saw that even the gas lamps embedded in the nearby walls were quietly dyed with flames.
A layer of green.
Some kind of low roar came from a distant place, seeming to shake the whole city, accompanied by some huge object being torn apart, and a loud creaking sound when it broke. Everyone in the headquarters heard these loud roars.
ring.
Someone followed the sound in the direction of the city, and saw that the deformed and twisted buildings that had almost completely covered the city were cracking one by one, and even greater tongues of fire spewed out from those cracks, and in that grand spiritual body
In the middle of the flames, countless black substances are gradually being burned away.
Near the port defense area, an exhausted city-state guard was hiding behind a crumbling bunker. He watched helplessly as the twisted building in the distance cracked open, and hundreds of deformed and wriggling things fled out of the cracks, but there were flames behind them.
Hunt them down and burn them to black ashes.
At the foot of the mountain in the center of the city-state, the defenders were fighting to the death with the invading counterfeit monsters. However, a phantom-like army suddenly rushed out of the chaotic light and shadow. This team wore the uniforms of the Queen's Guards half a century ago. They
Rush into the streets, shouting the name of the Frost Queen, and fight to the death with the deformed monsters that have poured into reality.
The last line of defense in front of the Silent Cathedral, the high-ranking acolytes are organizing the priests to fight against the monsters pouring into the square. The tongues of fire spouted by the steam walkers intertwined with the pale flames released by the Silent monks to form a network, struggling to resist the invasion of those monsters and silt.
.
"Block them!" the high-ranking deacon shouted at the top of his lungs. At the edge of his field of vision, pale and delicate ashes were falling from the top of the silent cathedral, like fluttering first snow. "Block the church door! Block..."
A loud noise and a tremor that seemed to shake a mountain suddenly came. The high-ranking deacon almost fell to the ground in the commotion. A thorn made of mud, wrapped in malice, stabbed at him from the gap in the defense line.
.
However, just when the high-level deacon was about to be penetrated by this thorn, a green flame suddenly appeared in the air, turning the vicious attack into ashes.
The high-level deacon raised his head in surprise and saw a figure emerging in front of him.
She was wearing a black dress that was as tattered as an ascetic robe, her body was covered in large and small cracks, and flames were flowing from her body, like eternal hot blood.
"Agatha...gatekeeper?"
The high-level deacon looked at the figure that appeared in front of him in astonishment, but felt that the figure was familiar yet unfamiliar. He called out the other person's name, but saw one after another strange figures appearing next to the gatekeeper.
The green spiritual flame.
"I'm back," Agatha turned her head, two points of fire dancing in her empty eyes, her voice mixed with crackling sounds, "Take the remaining people to retreat, or find a safe place to stand still.
"
"Stand still?" the high-level deacon repeated in astonishment, unable to understand the meaning of the other person's words for a while, "and... why did you become like this..."
Agatha ignored him. Amidst the increasingly dense low-pitched roars, she turned to another direction and looked at the sea outside the city.
Thick smoke rises on the sea surface, the clouds droop heavily, the sea is as dark as a mirror, and an indescribable huge existence... is rising from the mirror.
Two huge groups of green light, almost reminiscent of the sun, rose little by little in the thick smoke and clouds, and outlines that were unimaginable to humans gradually took shape in the smoke and clouds, as if the ocean and the atmosphere themselves were rising.
, gathering, this scene... even Agatha, who had stopped breathing, felt suffocated again.
That is suffocation at the soul level.
"God of Death..." The high-level deacon could not bear the huge pressure, and his body that finally stood up staggered and fell down, "That is... what is that?!"
But Agatha just turned her head slightly, with helplessness in her tone: "I reminded you, find a safe place to stand still."
However, the high-ranking deacon could no longer hear what the gatekeeper was saying to him - as the outline in the clouds quickly condensed, he finally realized what it was.
It was a figure rising from the endless sea, an existence projected into the real world using the entire frosty sea as a medium.
Those two green flames that are reminiscent of the sun, burning brilliantly in the clouds, are actually His eyes. The curling and turbulent clouds are Him breathing, and the huge shadow slowly rising in the smoke... is Him
arm.
Now, that hand stretched out towards the frost.
"Oh God!!!"
Someone exclaimed in the square. However, the speed at which the hand reached out seemed slow, but it was faster than anyone's exclamations and prayers - it had crossed the sea, crossed the Sea Fog Fleet, the Frost Navy and the counterfeit fleet were fighting.
The sea, beyond the coast of the city-state, is like peering into smoke, into the depths of frost.
The next second, the arm began to rise slowly, as if it was lifting billions of tons of weight, rising little by little.
And as that arm rises, there is a mirror city that is gradually peeling off the frost of reality——
All the twisted buildings, the curled and swollen earth, the thorns covering the mountains, all the blasphemous things that seemed to be similar to the real world but overwrote reality with horror, were all pulled out of the frost city-state by that hand.
Tear it off bit by bit.
Mirror Frost has floated up into the real world—now, it's "floating" higher than its creators planned, and continues to rise.
Agatha laughed, her smile more cheerful than ever.
The mirror frost left the city and was still rising. This scene was like expelling an evil spirit from a body invaded by evil spirits, and the "evil spirit" was finally slowly lifted up to the clouds by a huge arm.
nearby.
Deep in the thick clouds, two green fireballs burning like the sun swayed slightly, and the vaguely visible, majestic and awe-inspiring face seemed to be looking down.
Many small sounds came from the palm of my hand.
Some of those small voices are real sounds, but more of them are like vibrations reverberating on the level of thinking, howling reverberating in a pile of twisted wreckage, and stubborn and paranoid fantasies entrenched in the mirror city.
and delusions.
Duncan looked at the palm of his hand through the clouds. He saw that the mirror city was like a ball of swollen and deformed flesh. The streets that were a parody of the real world were rapidly degenerating into the original form of filthy mud, and in those swollen and deformed streets
, between the mountain and the city tower, the tiny thorns are still swelling and shrinking. There are sparks that are so subtle that it is difficult to distinguish them from jumping in the center of this mass. The entangled obsessions of hundreds of crazy believers are noisy there, making mosquitoes.
A fly-like sound.
It's mixed with fear, anger, unwillingness, and downright malice.
Are those fanatics still trying to promote their doomsday theories? Or are they looking for a reasonable explanation for the disaster they have created?
Duncan listened for a while and lowered his eyes.
"You know how to make a large-scale sacrifice of a hammer?"
His eyes focused on the city of mirror images, and the whole city burned in his eyes and in his hands.
Countless ash remains and green fire fell from the sky, like a heavy rain falling from the clouds.
The palm as huge as a city-state slowly clenched into a fist, and the mirrored frost burned to ashes in its palm turned into dust with the terrifying sound of crushing and friction. Countless residual substances splashed down towards the sea of frost.
Falling into the sea, crashing towards the shore, crashing everywhere Tirian looked.
But almost all the falling objects avoided the Frost Island, as well as the Sea Fog Fleet and Frost Navy that were still active on the sea.
Tirian looked around.
All fake ships are rapidly disintegrating.
it is finally over.
He breathed out softly.
First mate Aiden stood next to him. The bald man looked up at the sky, but could only see a small outline of the huge figure.
Aiden's body is still trembling slightly.
"What are your thoughts?" Tirian turned his head and looked at his first mate with a half-smile.
Aiden fumbled and took out his pipe from his arms, but shivered for a long time and couldn't light it. After a long time, he put the pipe down, his voice trembling slightly: "The old captain... shouldn't mind that we fought with him before.
You got by, right?"
Tirian just smiled and took out a cigarette from his arms.
"Father doesn't care about these little things."
However, the great pirate of Lenglie Sea shivered for a long time and could not light the fire.
(I’ve been waiting for a long time and finally prepared this fifth update. I will release the entire plot in one go, so that everyone can have a peaceful May Day.