Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

Meanwhile, the railway line is directly below the Goethe Hotel.

Pella was here. She had previously led a team of Iron Guards into this neighborhood to check for safety hazards in the underground station and whether the shelter was operating normally.

Although this place is the administrative center, if a monster attacks here, it basically means that Beloberg is about to be destroyed, but these basic shelter facilities are not built today, but were built by the city builders in the past.

The intention was simple. At that time, people were fighting against the offensive of the Legion of Destruction. The situation was so critical that they had to fight street battles in the city.

At this time, if the elderly, children, women and children were allowed to hide in their homes, it would basically be like waiting to die. For this reason, several shelters that could accommodate people were built in the administrative center, and they even provided shelter when the initial cold wave arrived.

Although Alisa later ignited the fire and revealed the will to preserve it, preventing Beloberg from being buried by the heavy snow, the impact of the sudden climate change was ultimately real.

At that time, the shelters were renamed "Dajishe". Many people lived in each Dajishe, looking after each other and getting through the difficult days at the beginning.

Therefore, the existence of the refuge was not only a reflection of the people's strong belief in survival, but also a strong sense of gratitude.

Every Grand Guardian will pay attention to the maintenance of the shelter. Although everyone hopes that it will never be reopened, it will still be repaired regularly to ensure that the Grand Society can operate normally when a crisis comes.

One of the large communities was located on the subway line, right within Pella's patrol range.

While inspecting these shelters, Pera also took note of the areas that needed maintenance and prepared to submit them to the logistics department later.

However, when Pera was still writing seriously, there seemed to be some kind of roar outside, and then the whole shelter was shaken.

She subconsciously looked up at the ceiling, and some dust fell on her round-brimmed velvet hat.

"...Did something happen up there?"

A guard nearby echoed in confusion.

"It seems like there is indeed a tremor?"

"Did you feel it too? I thought it was just hallucinations from working too long. After all, there hasn't been an earthquake in Beloberg for a long time..."

Another guard who was checking the equipment also paused, his tone sounding extremely tired.

"This vibration can even be felt in the upper areas. Could it be that the core hub in the lower areas exploded?"

There was also an iron guard with a particularly good imagination who interrupted.

Before Pera could stop them from chatting, a young iron guard rushed down the stairs. His breathing was so rapid that when he stopped, Pera felt that he was about to die.

"Calm down, Corporal Paul. Please tell me if there's an accident up there? Why am I feeling these unusual vibrations?"

Pella's cold voice calmed him down a little, but his panicked look still cast a shadow of unease in the hearts of those present.

Then, the young guard named Paul also hurried to report.

"Yes, yes! Intelligence Officer Sergeyevya, above us, above our heads, no, a monster appeared in the sky above the city!"

The atmosphere on the subway line was stagnant, and then the guards burst into laughter.

"What? I thought some powerful enemy had appeared. It's just a flying world-shattering monster. Can't you just shoot it down with the gun in your hand?"

"That's right, you're not even a new recruit anymore, how come you're so frightened by an ice mosquito (a derogatory term for frost crystal creatures)?"

"And did you just call out the wrong name for Intelligence Officer Sergei Lena?"

Perhaps to vent their original panic, the Iron Guards behaved a little inappropriately.

Pera ignored the two people who called out the wrong names one after another. As an intelligence officer, she was able to extract the key words from the other party's mouths.

"You just said 'above the city', right? This is not a place that ordinary Rift Monsters can reach."

She put the notepad away and asked with a serious expression.

"Are you sure you didn't make a slip of the tongue, or that you weren't observing the wrong person?"

"No, I promise!" the young guard said hurriedly, "There's absolutely no way I'm mistaken about that thing. Come out with me and take a look and you'll know for sure!"

Seeing how nervous and anxious he was, Pera didn't care about the rest of the places that needed to be checked. She immediately followed him up the stairs and then came to the ground.

The few guards who were originally on duty here were standing there in a daze, and they didn't even realize that their weapons had fallen to the ground.

And the direction they were looking at was——

Devil dragon.

This was the only description that came to Pella's mind. The body was so huge that it made people feel as small as ants, and the strong winds and dark clouds surrounding it almost wrote the word "natural disaster" on its head.

More importantly, after the shrill roar, the other party is now leaning back with its huge mouth wide open, and the wind element crystals around it are constantly gathering as its wings dance.

At this time, people on the street had already noticed that something was wrong, especially when they looked up and saw the evil dragon that covered the sky and the sun, they were so scared that they stood there in shock.

And Pella, with his excellent eyesight, observed the direction the other party was aiming at.

"...No way, does He want to..."

As the guess came to her mind, the girl's face turned pale, and then, as if her thoughts were fulfilled, the light cannon fired by the magic dragon hit the city wall directly.

Along with a sound like the sound of glass breaking, a big hole appeared in the shield that had protected people from the wind and snow for seven hundred years.

However, the dragon also let out a painful roar, and the seemingly transparent thin wall of light shattered and also sent a rebound damage to it.

The shock caused his breath to weaken for a moment, and dragon blood spilled onto the ground. Only after spinning once in the air did he recover and regain his balance.

Under the gaze of everyone below, it roared again, then tore through the clouds, drilled into them, and quickly disappeared.

All that was left was a sky that looked like a hole in it, and a blizzard that gradually poured into the city.

Although the worst-case scenario did not happen, the implications of that were already clear.

After being held captive behind the giant wall by the Rift and the snow for seven hundred years, the people finally remembered the most basic instinct engraved in their lives - fear.

Chapter 59: Voice of the Star Core

When everyone in the hall heard the roar of the Wind Dragon and screams from outside, there was some chaos at the scene.

Wendy was still immersed in playing the piano, and the tragic and tense atmosphere gradually created by the music further fueled the panic of the crowd.

As the first person, unable to suppress his curiosity, walked outside and saw that the wall of light that had protected mankind for seven hundred years was blasted with a big hole by the dragon, people's mental collapse was much faster than Wendy had imagined.

They were almost scrambling to squeeze out. If there were not a few Silver Mane Iron Guards on the scene to maintain order, several people would have died in the stampede before the Wind Dragon caused any real casualties.

Wendy watched all this calmly, and finished playing the piano music that gradually moved from calm to a climax.

By the time the last note fell, the audience was empty, with only old Goethe at the front looking at him in a trance.

When everyone ignored the coming of doomsday and the bard continued to play the terrible music.

The hotel owner, old Goethe, sensed a sense of disharmony, although it was not strong and could not be called intuitive at all.

But he just had a vague premonition that just as the poet would not give up playing, today's attack would definitely happen again.

At that time, if the strong wall protecting people completely collapses, how can people survive in such a harsh environment and the threat of the rift?

Old Goethe was almost completely desperate. His body became much more hunched and his face looked more haggard.

But at this moment, the poet whispered, "Boss Goethe, what do you think of my performance?"

"...They were still playing, but everyone had already run away. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as the worst performance ever..."

Old Goethe's eyes were dim and his tone was dejected.

"The worst, not the worst... Yeah, that's quite objective."

Wendy chuckled, then, under old Goethe's gaze as if he were a madman, she skipped downstairs until she arrived in front of the door that had been knocked open.

There is panic outside now, but not chaos.

This was not only because the Beloberg people had been trained in evacuation drills since childhood, but also because of the presence of the Silver Mane Guards.

Among them was a petite woman standing in the center of the crowd. Although she was not tall, she had a strong aura.

She not only maintained order at the scene, but also guided people to evacuate to the shelter.

At the same time, when Wendy looked in her direction, Pera seemed to sense something and cast her gaze in his direction.

The two looked at each other, and then the other person called his name from a distance.

"—Wendy!"

"Oh, looks like I have to leave for now."

The young man whispered softly, turned Felin into the Eye of God again and hung it on his waist, then ran towards where Pella was.

Since the prelude to the end of the day has already sounded, the closing music is bound to come. In order to have a better performance afterwards, he has to prepare carefully.

This is the only way to not waste this golden opportunity——

His retreat behind the scenes also means that dazzling new stars will burst into dazzling brilliance at this unprecedented historical juncture.

An "ordered" civil unrest is about to break out, and the usual rules no longer apply.

I hope that the cruel tyrant sitting on the throne will like this gift he has given.

Meanwhile, inside Klipperburg.

The sound of broken porcelain broke the silence, and a female voice filled with strong anger spread throughout the hall.

"Go investigate what's going on with that monster right now!"

The iron guards under his seat trembled with fear and lowered their heads. Other civil servants were also frightened and uneasy about the angry guardian.

The location of Krippenburg is very good. It can even be said that not long ago, they saw with their own eyes how the dragon appeared, destroyed the protective wall, and finally disappeared.

That is definitely not a monster that can be dealt with by human power.

This was the consensus of almost everyone in the hall. More importantly, at this critical moment, the Great Guardian had completely lost his mind...

They sent people to investigate, but the sky was no longer a place that humans trapped in cages on the ground could set foot on.

Not to mention, even if we could build a reliable flying vehicle, how could we guarantee that we would be able to bring back the intelligence alive if we risked our lives to track down someone?

Therefore, at this time, no one wanted to be the first to speak out, but just lowered their heads timidly, not daring to make a sound.

As if disappointed with them, after the Iron Guards were driven out, the rest of the people were also cleared out, leaving only Cocolia, roaring angrily at the empty space.

"you cheated me!"

Although there was no one in the hall, she seemed to be talking to someone.

"...Cocolia, this is an unexpected variable. It has nothing to do with us..."

A strange voice that sounded like a man or a woman, old or young, and whose true form was difficult to distinguish, rang in Cocolia's mind.

"...While that dragon has the aura of the Rift, it's not a companion..."

Like a spiral of contradictions, Cocolia, who felt deceived, was extremely angry, but then her rationality froze her emotions.

She questioned coldly.

"What does it mean?"

"Dragons are variables... misfits... the prelude to the end of the old world..."

The sound of the star core continued to fluctuate, and then a scene appeared in Cocolia's eyes.

The devil dragon soaring in the sky sang heartily in the sea of ​​clouds, as if the prelude to destruction was just a play of his that did not understand human nature.

Are humans just like ants in His eyes, living only to satisfy His curiosity?

Just thinking about it made Kokolia feel an unbearable anger.

"Now... the choice is before you. Overthrow the old order and embrace the arrival of a new world... Only in this way can humanity survive..."

The instigating voices that I had long been tired of hearing in the past now seemed more convincing.

The rage in Cocolia's heart was gradually subsiding, or rather being suppressed.

Instead, he adopted a cold and indifferent attitude.

"How can I trust you when you've already made a slip of the tongue?"

"...We've all seen what the new world looks like. You can choose not to trust... We respect that."

This extremely irritating answer caused Cocolia's originally calmed down mood to become a little disordered again.

At the same time, she seemed to have realized something and murmured to herself.

"...We must call Bronya back. The restricted area is about to fall."

The Voice of the Star Core also echoed.