Pillars of Ita

Chapter 883, Scene 210, [-] Witnessing the Last Meteor
Cowling King City, Grande Saint Laurent Street——

The brass nameplate that has remained unchanged for thousands of years on the former site of Avenue NO.14 is one of the identity symbols of this city, the seat of the Colin-Ishurian Union Craftsman Union, and the history of the ancient building with a crystal dome Second only to the Royal Postal Office, the Colin-Ishurian Chamber of Commerce Agency, and Saint Laurent City Hall, which were established before the glorious era, their reputation even surpassed the ancient royal city itself.

The huge difference engine was making a deafening roar under the crystal dome, and each gear was turning nervously, spitting out long strips of paper from every bayonet.The dwarfs from the lowlands - they can walk through the gaps of the machinery in an orderly manner because of their stature. Although this is not safe, the Craftsmen Association does not care about this.

They hired these lowlanders to operate the machines—the dwarfs ripped off the paper tapes, rolled them into bundles, and sorted them into different departments.

And the atmosphere in each department has long been like a powder keg, it only needs a little spark to ignite.The faces of the great craftsmen were as heavy as water, and the people in charge below were all out of breath, and the clerks shuttled back and forth in various departments, and the sound of disputes could be clearly heard even outside No.14:

"Re-check, where are the crystals of El Pashin and Gula Port on the crystal network, and why are the data abnormal? What about Kapka? There is no news at all? The defense department that killed Qiandao, those fighting craftsmen Can't you help me at this time?"

"The data is still abnormal, are you eating dry rice? Every node in the north has a magic check valve, how can it overflow? There is an unknown authority in the crystal network, check, let me find out the other party! "

"The third crystal is not in the territory of Corin-Ithurion, so don't worry about it for now. This also needs my advice? What do the departments below do? Ask for instructions and call your person in charge, if he doesn't want to do it anymore. , just bid me farewell and go home!"

The heads of the departments responsible for maintaining the main crystals blew their beards and stared at each other, but they were helpless about the abnormality of El Pashin, Gula Port, and even the entire northern crystal tower.The crystal tower has not considered remote maintenance since the beginning of its construction. Although they have been famous for a long time, they have no way to fly to the north.

The president of the Craftsmen Association, Falaise was frowning his snow-white eyebrows tightly. In the past, this short president might be the loudest one here.But since taking on the responsibility of leading the craftsmen, he has restrained a lot more than before.

"Mr. Falaise, what's the situation in Erpaxin? Does the artisan always have total control of the crystal network? Can we cut off the supply of magic power to Erpaxin and Gula Port first?"

It was obvious that the people who stood behind him and asked were people who were dressed differently from the aborigines.There are several 'black coats' behind him, and at a glance, he knows that they are people from the Stargate Foreign Affairs Agency, and they may even be military attachés.

"No, I don't know." Falaise answered firmly, pulling at his long beard.Compared with the calmness on the surface, he was even more anxious in his heart. No one knew the current situation better than him. Those who killed thousands of knives——

Could it be that he became the first artisan president in the history of the artisan association who was about to be ousted from office less than half a year after taking office?Besides, how should the Craftsmen Association explain to the royal family what happened to the North, and how did they lose that place?
There's still a lot of trouble on the Treasure Coast.

And the newly enthroned king, His Majesty, doesn't seem to have a good heart.

But what he was more worried about was actually something else——

The short guildmaster was frowning and staring at the huge crystal on the tower, but it was at this time that the accident happened again.A burst of exclamation suddenly erupted not far away, and the crystal above the tower emitted a strong, volatile light.

"No, the flow of magic power has accelerated!"

Falaise was taken aback, and immediately rushed to the railing and shouted down, "Let it stop—!"

The craftsmen in the various departments below are already in chaos.

In the chaos, someone rushed to the crystal tower.

But it was a step too late, and the flickering light on the crystal was now woven into a dazzling light, and it even seemed to have a fissure from it, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

Falaise was dumbfounded.

But the visitor from the Earth behind him reacted quickly, and a 'black coat' rushed up and grabbed him and dragged him backward.Falaise felt like he was being pulled backwards like a piece of wood, and just stared at the flash, as if he had seen it burst open.

Behind that was the miserable future of the North, and the scene after he stepped down.

But at this moment, what he shouted in his heart was another line——

No, Dragon Soul No. [-]!

That kid who kills a thousand knives!
Falaise closed his eyes, but the next moment, the earth-shattering explosion did not occur, the light seemed to disappear, and the hall was silent.

The 'black coat' had protected him under him before, and after waiting for a long time, Falaise finally realized that he was full of doubts. He just got up quickly and looked out——

But where's the big explosion out there?

The tower is still standing there safely, and the giant crystal above it is also intact, and the previous scene seems to be an illusion.

In the hall at this moment, not only Falaise, but every craftsman still here seems to have been hit by the immobilization spell. Except for the dwarfs who were scared and hid under the table and shivered, everyone was stunned. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

"What's going on here?"

"The magic in the ether network has dissipated!?"

After a long while, someone below exclaimed.

"What happened just now, Mr. Falaise?" the consul from the Stargate Agency asked: "What's the situation, the magic has dissipated, is this good or bad?"

But the short president, as if he had never heard of it, shook his head dully:

"How would I know?"

"How would I know what happened?"

He stared at this incredible scene and muttered to himself.

……

A 'click' sounded.

It's like breaking some silence.

The stagnant time in the Crown Plaza was shaken at a certain moment, and a crack grew out of the gray world.

Beneath the icon of Marlan, the tall figure dancing with flames and shadows suddenly let out a howl similar to that of a beast. It was raising its head in pain and covering its face with its hands. In an instant, it spewed out from between his fingers, swallowing his long sleeves and robes.

The raging flames ignited its entire body in an instant, turning it into a distorted flame, burning like a torch, causing it to kneel on the ground and tumble and whimper.

Above the square, the gray world is falling apart, and the person trapped in it seems to be sleeping in a huge piece of amber—and the amber is cracking, and dense cracks are growing. The person sleeping in it, blinked gently. Eyes.

The first time.

Then a second hit.

Finally someone slowly opened their eyes.

The gray crack is expanding, and a certain link in the stagnant time that has imprisoned the entire city of El Pashin has finally broken.

The stagnant world is fading little by little.

And the same scene was also staged all over the city of El Pashin.

From the No. [-] block, to the inner and outer ring roads, from the commercial street, to the artisan area, from the upper and middle urban areas, to the outermost ring belt, the lower urban area, and the civilian area.

The city guards gathered here, the knights from the Oak Shield of Tapolis, the Sword of Quelin, the Spear of the Silver Forest, and the callers of dozens of guilds such as Howl of the North, even answered the call, The militia organization formed spontaneously in the city, and the reinforcements from the artisan association.

Some of them are occupying the twelve city gates of El Pashin, some have entered the inner ring road, some are breaking through the defense line layer by layer from the lower city, and some are fighting with the Grey Knights and the believers of the Crow's Claw Temple. Fight for control of seventeen aerial blocks.

But without exception, they are all imprisoned at a certain moment in time.

until this moment-

Everyone wakes up from a dream.

Everyone is staring at this scene in front of them with some strangeness:
The silent city of El Pashin, and the sky covered with dark red clouds in the background, where above the spire of the high city, a purple halo is shrouded in the sky over the city.

In that halo, a beam of silver light shot straight into the sky, piercing the sky.Above the clouds, a slowly rotating, black hole-like exit was opened.

The chaotic sky seems to have been divided into two parts. The shadow man's fleet, the silver alliance's fleet, the stargate's fleet, the giant's descendant's fleet, and the aborigines' fleet are scattered around the exit. stop.

Because everyone is just watching that scene quietly at the moment:
A dark red star is hanging high on the top of the deep sky, flickering and disappearing like a heartbeat. Every beat of it is separated from the original illusion and becomes more real.

closer to the world.

Every time the dark red light flickered, everyone's heart sank.

what happened?
People were at a loss.

Transmission turned on?

We... failed?

Looking from above the ground, El Pashin's high spire seemed out of reach, and there was silence in that direction, as if the offensive had failed.

Standing quietly there, there is only a small icon, the Lady of War of Ataria, the giver of justice and judgment, the lady of mercy, just silently watching the city that is going to ruin.

Until a flash of light came on.

It seemed to be a faint bright flame streaking across the dark sky.

At first, the tiny flames that flickered from the red flames were just passing through the peripheral vision of people's perspectives——

But still some people noticed:
"what is that!?"

Someone whimpered.

People raised their heads and saw that against the backdrop of the sky-high silver light, an insignificant firelight was rising from the dark clouds.

It is like a fleeting dark star in the summer night, not bright, but enough to leave an immortal light in people's eyes.

The tiny flame plummeted from the dark clouds, and its flickering flames seemed to draw a bright line between this annihilated world, and one end of the line was pointing straight in a certain direction...

It was on top of El Pashin's spire.

The crown of the city of craftsmen.

Silver Room.

……

Fang Plover gently removed the claws on his neck of the tall figure dancing with flames and shadows.

He just stood on the spot, quietly watching the other party kneeling on the ground screaming, the flames were rushing out from all over his body, and in a flash, it was swallowed up, and the purple fire like minions could be burned along everything. The thing spread, until the flame had time to touch his finger, he gently released his hand.

As if what was loosened was not the body of a tall creature, but a piece of coke, the tall figure knelt down, then broke apart from the middle, and the whole body became torn apart and rolled on the deck.

Fang Plover watched the flames burn on the deck, and then gradually extinguished. After the sparks scattered, there was only a piece of wreckage that resembled a person. The sparks scattered farther away, igniting more places in the cabin. Turn the entire remaining floating ship into a torch.

But Fang Plover seemed to turn a blind eye to this scene. He only picked up his magic glove, put it on again, and turned around. He held the cabin with one hand, and looked down through the raging flames. .

The shadow there is the city of El Pashin.

The port next to the cliff is now almost clearly visible. The starting point of the [-]th Ring Road block floating in the air is just a silver edge, and at this moment, it is also sharply enlarged in the field of vision.

But at the very center of his eyes, what was really galloping was the silver tower.

The plaza under the tower.

Icon with Marland.

The wind whistled, Fang Plover stretched his hand back, like a silver thread pulling a lion's hand gun not far away and flew to his hand, he shook his hand, and then the two clockwork fairies flew from the darkness to the left and the right. It flew out and stopped behind him.

Fang Plover held the lion's hand gun in his mouth, stared at the silver tip of the tower that was getting closer, and while adjusting the winch on the magic glove, he said vaguely:

"Ms. Alyssa."

"Listen," the roaring voice in his mind sounded, "that guy's body is in that crystal tower, and it has eaten me a big loss in the world of your will, but I have been dormant for a long time, and now the It's not strong enough to kill it outright."

She paused: "You only have one chance to shoot."

Fang Plover did not answer.

He has experienced the same situation too much, and he has already hammered his heart into a firm.

Compared with him, those who entered the world at the same time as him may not even be out of the novice stage.

He didn't even think about the battle in front of him. Instead, the scenes he had seen before flashed through his mind, the scenes he saw in his hallucinations, that girl, where did they come from?Why do you have relevant memories?

Why do you feel familiar?

He was silent for a moment, but shook his head gently:

"Help me, Ms. Alysha—"

"More than that."

Alessa snorted.

……

The battle in the sky continues.

But on the edge of the battlefield, the floating ship suspended here lost its power and was almost stationary.

On the deck there are still dots of battles, one after another, the bosun is dealing with the nightmare furnace creatures appearing from all over the place, he swings the scimitar in his hand, cuts off the arm of a nightmare furnace, and turns around when the opponent loses balance. A flying kick kicked the opponent out.

The boatswain glanced at the Nightmare Furnace creature rolling down from the sloping deck, then withdrew his gaze and looked towards the center of the battlefield.

"Mr Baggins."

The voice of Mrs. Dragon Soul, his captain, suddenly rang in his ear.

The boatswain pressed the tiny crystal on the earring with his hand and turned his head away.

"Mr. Baggins, Miss Sylveld asks you to return to the Seven Seas Traveler immediately."

"Is something wrong?"

"The order from Mr. Knight, he told us to move closer to El Pashin immediately!"

"Captain," Baggins was startled: "Is he okay, Captain, where is he?"

"Mr. Knight is still on the Shadowman's ship, and he is about to reach the spire of El Pashin, the Crown Plaza—"

The captain was taken aback.

He couldn't help but turn his head back subconsciously, and in those dark eyes, a bright fire like a shooting star was being reflected there.

……

Above the sky, the red meteor is burning fiercely.

The closer it got to El Pashin, the brighter it appeared among the dim clouds, and finally a dazzling ring of fire seemed to spread out from the burning hull.

The expanding, dazzling fire ring finally turned into a dazzling fireball, like a rising sun, enough to make the whole area from El Pashin to the Wilderness of the Four Realms, the entire Cloud Hill area, from Dolifin to Everyone on the long coastline of Traveler's Swamp.

Those who responded to the Stargate call and every caller who was still on the road stopped on the avenue at this moment, raised their heads, and stopped to watch this marvelous scene.

The tall lion man was putting down the blood-stained sword in his hand.

It wiped the copper ring on its beard with its claws, and there was a tinkling sound, and in its blue eyes, there was a hint of red.

The flames that fell from the sky pointed straight to the apex of the silver tower.

The big cat turned around and silently glanced at the lady elf beside him——

"Ed said he was up there."

"Don't worry," Attila said, staring at the firelight, her eyes were full of reproach and worry, "I'll talk about him well when I come back, it's always such a nonsense."

"That's not called bullshit," the Lionman grinned. "Attila, that's called courage. I remember the first commandment of the Tanro Guardians praised courage, and he was so similar to us.

"So you still recognize Ed's actions."

"That's true--"

Attila glanced at the big cat person quietly.

"Should you call me Your Highness?"

"Ah?" The big cat couldn't help coughing violently. It scratched its head with its paws: "Forgive me, I know I was wrong..."

……

In the hall, the tall figure dancing with flames and shadows has not moved for a long time.

The indeterminate purple flames had burned through all parts of his body and spread out from under the black robe, but it was still able to suppress these all-devouring flames, but it was completely incapable of making any sound and trembling all over.

This terrible situation shocked everyone present.

Someone wanted to get close, but only got a little bit of the spark, and in a flash, it was burned to ashes by the swept flames.This tragic end successfully frightened other people's further actions, leaving everyone standing in place.

The same is true for the young man not far away. He wanted to speak, but he almost bit his tongue.

"Your Mightiness?"

After a while, he asked tentatively.

But got no response.

At this moment, the officials of the ACE Alliance were dumbfounded, and those from the Dragon Fire Guild responded much faster, and had already rushed everywhere, blocking the door to prevent someone from breaking through from the outside.

The young man looked back at these people, and was secretly dissatisfied with the slowness of the big-bellied officials. The pampered life seemed to have worn down their ability to do things, but those who were called were much more reliable.

"These guys..."

The young man was secretly disdainful.

He originally looked down on the so-called 'calling', but now, these people are more reliable.

And while he was distracted, the tall figure dancing with flames and shadows suddenly raised his head.

The hoarse voice in the shadows was saying in a tone of painstaking restraint: "Hurry up—"

At the same time, the tall figure raised his hand and shot a purple light from his fingertips, flying towards the direction of the young man.

is the key—

The young man immediately reacted, that was where the 'anchor' was. In fact, Crystal Network had already completed the final preparations. If the other party had handed over these two anchors to him early in the morning, there might not have been so many extras. things happen.

Without thinking, he reached out to catch the purple light.

But at this time, there was a loud bang, and the entire hall seemed to be overturned - the ceiling of the hall collapsed directly.In the terrified eyes of the young man, a wreckage of a huge shadowman ship burning with raging flames pierced through the outer wall of the tower and plunged straight in.

Because everything happened so suddenly, he didn't even have time to react, and he was bumped head-on. Before he could hear the sound of shattering bones from the upper and lower body, it was black in front of him, and then it turned into a white light and disappeared.

In a slightly farther place, the people of the Dragon Fire Guild also reacted after a while, and subconsciously fled away.

At the moment when the wreckage of the giant ship crashed into the minaret.

Fang Plover has already jumped out of the cabin, his body is flashing with bright white light, wrapping him like a sphere, so that the huge impact of the landing has almost no effect on him.He only rolled a few times on the ground, then stood up and immediately looked around.

The first thing he saw was the tall figure standing not far from him, dancing with flames and shadows, and then he saw the purple light that was flying towards him.

But at the same time when Fang Plop caught the creature that was dancing with flames and shadows, the other party also discovered him at the same moment.

The tall shadow creature covered his face with one hand, and he didn't care about the young man who died unexpectedly. He immediately rushed to the people in the Dragon Fire Guild who responded not far away and shouted:

"catch him!"

But it's too late.

Fang Ping reacted faster than him, and pointed his hand directly, two golden lights flew out from behind him, hitting the tall figure.

The golden track drawn by the clockwork fairy disappeared in a flash, followed by two dazzling flashes, and the flames set off by the explosion engulfed everything nearby, followed by the roaring sound, to violent airflow.

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes.

The purple light brushed past his cheeks, hit the burning bulkhead of the giant ship, and landed on the ground again, making a 'ding' sound.

Fang Wei was stunned when he heard the sound. He originally thought that the light was a means of attack, but when he looked back, he found that it was two crystals that rolled to the ground, about the size of a thumb.

He was wondering what it was, and the members of the nearby Dragon Fire Guild had already surrounded him from all directions, and two of them stopped behind him one after the other.

However, Fang Ping didn't even look at these people, and opened his mouth.

He raised his hand, and the lion handgun fell directly from his mouth.He turned around and didn't look at the direction over there - he didn't know how many times he had seen the crystal spire, and the craftsmen's association had similar arrangements for the tower.

Fang Plover raised the lion hand gun and pulled the trigger directly in that direction.

"Do not--!"

The tall figure who had been blown up by the clockwork fairy and wrapped in purple flames separated from the mist, just seeing this scene, he couldn't help but let out a shrill roar.

But it didn't help. The people of the Dragon Fire Guild only had time to see the flames erupting from the lion's hand gun raised by Fang Ping, and the golden light that flickered from the ballistic trajectory. gold wire remaining.

The other end of the golden thread hit the tall etheric crystal standing there straight.

Above the crystal surrounded by silver light, the intense light suddenly shrank.

Then it expanded, and endless silver light bloomed from a certain point, forming an artificial sun directly in the center of the hall that temporarily blinded everyone.

The white light spread further in all directions, and even directly penetrated the air-tight outer wall of the high tower, forming a huge, silver halo, against the background of the purple-red sky, in the entire city of Elpaxin, Among the 23 blocks from top to bottom—

On the outskirts of this huge port, throughout the outer city ring.

in the entire Four Realms.

and all over the sky.

Everyone looked at the magnificent, soul-stirring silver halo, which was slowly drifting away in all directions.

As if just for a moment, the silver beam of light that traversed the sky and the earth disappeared without a trace after it flickered twice—

……

(End of this chapter)