Chapter 121: Look up if you don't believe me~~ Ask for a monthly ticket~)
Harbor, lighthouse.
Raymond looked up at the falling meteorite after hitting the huge airship, his expression extremely serious.
The scene before him was different from what he had planned.
According to his plan, after the meteorite hits the huge airship, it should explode directly.
Not only will all the airships be destroyed, but it will also not cause much damage to the harbor.
But, at this moment!
Not only the smaller airships all fell.
The meteorite that was supposed to explode hit the harbor intact!
You know, Her Majesty the Queen is still at the harbor!
"Elott!"
Raymond shouted.
At this moment, Eliot didn't pay attention to the leader's shouts. He was staring at the meteorite with all his concentration.
Sweat continued to flow from his forehead.
How could it be?
An explosion should occur?
Why is this happening?
Again and again, Eliot recited the pictorial language of explosion.
But it's all useless!
Then……
A flash of emerald light caught Eliot's eyes.
"It's the flute!"
“It’s the ‘Piper’s’ pipe that’s getting in the way of ‘Crush’!”
Eliot shouted loudly.
Flute?!
Raymond was stunned.
Immediately, he picked up the huge gun, which was two meters long, and aimed at the falling meteorite.
He wanted to shoot and knock out the flute that was blocking the 'smash'.
but……
There is no angle at all!
The speed of the meteorite falling is really too fast!
It was so fast that it exceeded his aiming angle.
No!
Can't give up!
Her Majesty is still in the harbor!
We can't let the meteorite really fall!
Picking up his gun, Raymond jumped down.
He's looking for a shooting angle.
And Eliot, who maintained the entire secret technique, exuded a faint black mist.
Eliot knew what his leader was going to do.
Therefore, he tried his best to make the meteorite fall slower.
Just a little!
The remaining members of the Living Group reacted instantly at this moment.
They mustered all their strength to stand up again.
They held hands, and Simmons finally put his hand on Eliot.
"Let's use our power!"
Simmons spoke on behalf of everyone.
Eliot turned his head and looked at the tall Simmons, his lips trembling slightly as he wanted to say something.
"hurry up!"
"Her Majesty is in the harbour!"
"We can't let anything happen to Her Majesty the Queen!"
Simmons interrupted Eliot.
Simmons naturally knows what Eliot wants to say.
If their power is 'borrowed', they will die.
But compared to their deaths, Her Majesty the Queen's safety is the most important.
Their glory!
Their mission!
Everything about them!
It all comes from there——
"Death for Her Majesty the Queen!"
Simmons shouted.
"Death for Her Majesty the Queen!"
The remaining members of the living group shouted together.
Effect death.
It's not just a casual comment.
They have already made preparations.
Raymond's eyes were red as he ran with his gun in his arms.
But he didn't look back.
He didn't cry either.
Because tears will block his vision.
He wants to find the best shooting angle.
Lederman, the leader of the undead army, looked at the desperate members of the living group, put his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly in greeting, and waved his hand.
Immediately, the army of two hundred thousand undead took action.
They run out of the sea.
They're going to 111 Drum Street.
They cannot prevent meteorites from falling.
but,
They can become the strongest 'shield'!
They want to stand in front of their Majesty the Queen!
Lederman led the way.
The undead on the left and right walked side by side on the battlefield.
Twelve high-level evil spirits, three hundred special ghosts, three thousand ghosts, and an army of two hundred thousand dead followed closely behind.
Just when the undead are about to set foot on the shore——
"etc!"
"Look there!"
Raymond's voice suddenly sounded.
The legions of the living and the dead were startled one after another.
Then, they looked towards the direction where the meteorite fell.
They saw Jason jumping up.
That perfect illusion does not exist for the legions of the living and the dead who are loyal to Denise.
Because Denise knows.
I also want them to know.
So, they, they know.
The legions of the living and the dead watched as Jason pulled out the flute.
Obstacles gone!
Eliot's tumultuous words followed.
Bang!
The secret magic circle at the center of the meteorite was activated.
Cracks appear in the center of the meteorite.
Then, spread.
Finally, broken.
Watching the gravel fly and fall.
Looking at Jason standing below.
The legion of the living and the legion of the dead all bowed and saluted.
"I have met His Highness the Prince."
This is not a formal meeting.
But this is an endorsement.
Although what Her Majesty the Queen likes is them and what they approve of.
But this time the recognition comes from their hearts.
Lederman straightened up.
He looked at Raymond, the leader of the living group.
"We are still too weak."
"A small new federation leaves us scrambling."
The leader of the Army of the Dead said this.
"Um."
Raymond nodded without refuting.
Because, this is a fact.
A small accident almost put Her Majesty the Queen in danger, either because they were too weak or something.
The leader of the Army of the Dead looked towards the sea.
"I will take them with me to continue to accumulate strength!"
"In the deep sea, further away, there is an older battlefield!"
"Those lost races should have traces there!"
"Elves!"
"dwarf!"
"Orcs!"
"Even..."
"Dragon!"
"They should all come together under Her Majesty the Queen."
Lederman finished speaking calmly and looked at Raymond.
Under the imprint of the soul fire, Raymond smiled.
He knows what the other person is worried about.
"We will stay with His Majesty."
"Protect His Majesty while improving yourself."
"Same!"
"We will also call more people to come under His Majesty's command."
Raymond held his gun and promised.
Lederman nodded and walked straight towards the sea.
The army of the dead disappeared silently into the seawater, just as they appeared.
Everyone in the Living Group also began to hide their whereabouts.
The biggest crisis has passed.
The 'piper' died.
it's all over.
In fact, the 'piper' who was hit by the meteorite was not dead at first.
Relying on the defense of the 'giant airship', he escaped with his life.
However, the seemingly complete body was almost in pieces.
but,
He is still alive!
As long as you live, there is hope!
Therefore, the 'Piper' dragged his broken body and tried hard to keep himself away from the meteorite.
He still doesn't know why a little country girl can make meteorites really fall.
But he knew that if he wanted to survive, he had to stay away from the meteorite!
He tried hard.
He moved forward step by step.
but--
Woo!
puff!
The sound of breaking through the air struck, and the 'Piper' had no time to react before he was stabbed through the body by a broad-bladed short-handled machete flying from behind, and then was heavily nailed to the wall.
The 'piper''s eyes widened.
Where did the knife come from...
At the last moment of his life, the 'piper' thought in confusion.
