Act 383 The World Name II(2/2)
With her strength, of course, she would not be affected by the tilt of the ground, so she turned around and waved her hand, and one component flashed and appeared here, and each component reached out to support the contestants beside her.
But she raised her head and a trace of shock flashed in her eyes.
"this……"
"This is impossible..."
She actually talked to herself.
But that is actually possible-
Princess Brian was throwing away the hand that was trying to hold her body. The princess looked at the ground with a strange light flashing in her eyes. She turned her head and turned some indescribable thoughts in her heart, just like fifteen years ago.
The moment she chose to leave the Elf Court and head to the front line.
Finally, her heart sank and she made up her mind to walk back in that direction.
And at the feet of this elf princess, the Etheric vein was passing through the sea of light, forming a torrent.
There, the surging magic power flowed through the river that had been dry for thousands of years. They were passing through every pipe under the corridor, through any of the more than 12,000 circuits, through 140,000 resonance crystals, each gear, escapement claw, and thirteen-layer heat exhaust system.
In the surveillance cabin underground in the Imperial Workshop, there have been alarm lights that have not been on for at least three centuries at the same time. The craftsmen on duty were in chaos, and they saw with their own eyes that the machinery that had been cut off were automatically connected.
The craftsmen screamed, like the end of the world:
"This is impossible!"
"The connection mechanism of the fortress was physically disconnected thirty years ago..."
"Who reconnected them?"
But a bright pivot of light penetrates directly from above the entire fortress.
From top to bottom, the seven main core crystals lit up one after another.
The craftsmen standing in the core transmission chambers looked at this scene as if they were watching a miracle. They raised their hands and didn't know whether to pray to Ouli or ask what happened to Angine, the God of Knowledge.
"The main control system is disconnected from us..."
"The resonance crystal has no response..."
"Someone has invaded the central system!"
"Who is it?"
But everyone understands that something is coming back.
Although this miracle, which was cast by the first generation of alchemists, has never been revealed for ten centuries.
Inside the hall.
Under the shocked gaze of the great alchemist Amasht, the continuous magic power was emerging from the feet of the square leopard. The tortuous and intertwined light circuits unfolded with him as the center, forming a crisscrossing light network.
Then blend under the floor of the hall.
The boy said nothing, and a great consciousness entered the fortress.
Amast opened his mouth wide, thinking that it was a dragon soul.
"You really got the No. 3 Dragon Soul from the Silver Tower..."
"How is that possible? That's not...?"
"No, the third dragon soul can't do it...then..."
But that's not-
Queen of Dragon, Alaisha was opening her eyes.
The two golden eyes in the darkness pierced through the thick fog like a blazing beam of light.
The fire of Venus falls into dust, and the empire covers into flames.
...
On the Thirteenth Block.
The technical officer with long feathers on his helmet walked in front and suddenly raised his hand, causing the entire team to stop behind him.
Then he raised his head and stared at the rising shadows above the sky in a daze-
The huge creature was like the life given by steel. The countless pipe networks and detached structures above the body, and every huge gear, transmission device, escapement structure slowly running under the body, roared and vibrated, slowly lifting it up.
It is like a city that is given life and slowly rises to the sky. When it stands up, it breaks all the bonds on its body, connects the pipes, shakes off the dust, rises from the horizon, and makes a low and long horn sound.
The rails in the sky are collapsing, and the trains running on them are already in chaos. The black armored imperial soldiers are trying to stop the train, but the alchemists in the black windbreaker only look ahead in shock-
Looking at the miracle of alchemy, I woke up from the thousand-year-old sleep, and raised my body, like a giant beast that had been dormant for a long time, revealing its fangs again.
Everyone stopped.
Every inhabitant of Ayinblock felt a little dull. They had heard about the history of the city, the battle that determined the fate of mortals a thousand years ago, and the war in which the empire was founded.
But for thousands of years, the fortresses of the past have long been covered with layers of later buildings and pipes, like yokes, locking them firmly on this land, and using their hearth to provide light for the city.
They have only heard of legendary stories, but have never seen the fortress reveal its true appearance.
Until now.
At the moment when the magic beast's giant core furnace was disconnected from the entire city, half of the operation of Ayin Brock was interrupted at the same time, and more than one-third of the city was trapped in darkness.
Everyone on the street was in a devilish shock. They watched the ancient fortress resurrected, watched the huge giant slowly get up, rotate, lift his feet, fall, and the ground shook.
The soldiers of the Imperial Army saw a wave of stone sweeping from the block ahead, and tiny stones were directly bounced into the sky. Stone slabs on the long street surged up, and cracks emerged on the exterior walls of shops one after another.
The fortress was trembling, but still standing. A light lit up in the thick smoke, like the eyes of a giant beast. Then it pulled up its feet forward. It was a towering spire. The illegal buildings attached to future generations for thousands of years were thrown out, and the Imperial Army and the craftsmen were on duty inside.
The man and the building were thrown into the sky and fell heavily.
But no one cares about the fate of these poor people.
Because Ayin Brock is waking up.
It was originally the name of a miraculous fortress, but now it is just returning to this meaning.
The fortress let out a long whimper, and the scream even overwhelmed the alarm sounding throughout the sky of Eynblock. People watched the 'big beast' stand up and shake off all the 'dust' on it, just as it was a thousand years ago.
Then it raised its "barb" and "fangs" on its body, allowing the fortress cannons to point in mid-air.
That moment.
People finally saw that the miracle created by this alchemy came from the afterglow of thousands of years ago.
In the Imperial Fleet in Aiyin Bullock's steel giant tower airport area, the Imperial Fleet was finally aware that something was wrong. Every non-commissioned officer on the ship was creepy. The messenger was pale and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Switch! Turn--!"
"Right-right rudder, drive out of the airspace!"
"Be careful, pay attention to the distance from its ship!"
Everyone tried their best, and the navigator above the rudder was even more frigid.
But to no avail, the entire airport area and even the giant steel tower are now completely covered by the firepower guidance of the Einblock Mobile Fortress. Its artillery fire was originally built to deal with the army of the dark dragon.
And at this moment, he was just aiming at his own people.
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Amashirt looked at the young man in front of him, his voice becoming a little sharp because of his nervousness: "You know what it means to destroy an imperial fleet, and you will never die with the Empire!"
Fang Ling looked at the elderly alchemist and suddenly became a little excited. He originally thought that those who had reached this position would at least behave differently, "I thought you were planning to treat the Seven Seas Brigade like that."
Amashit suddenly stopped and his face completely faded.
Of course he knew what that meant.
At that moment he subconsciously looked at Friston beside him, but the president didn't even look at him. He just turned around and left a sentence, "Amast, no alchemist would have stopped because of threat."
Fang Yu also listened to Alaisha's scream in his mind:
"Ed—!"
It is waiting for the final order to kill.
At that moment, Princess Brian returned to the hall and looked at him. Fang Zhu naturally saw the bright gaze of the princess. "Ed," Brian also shouted, "Elf Elf Everlasting has never forgotten the blood feud, and what I said still counts--"
The war fifteen years ago has never ended.
And the Fenris will stand with them.
The kingdom has long fallen apart. It is difficult to bridge different people with just a crown. At that moment, the disaster is coming, and people still need a belief and reason for unity.
At that moment, she made a decision—
Just like the rebellious princess fifteen years ago.
Fang Yu was stunned. He looked back at the noble daughter in the hall next to him, and then looked at the Tynerick on the side, and both of them nodded to him.
The next moment the boy closed his eyes, then opened his mouth and said:
"Open the fire."
A dazzling flash.
The torn sky of the empire is the order to start the war.
Chapter completed!