When the sound rang out, the entire communication channel seemed to be silent for a moment.

Who is this? Among the rustling disturbances, there seemed to be only a few low and light voices asking each other about this question.

But the answer to this question does not seem to be complicated for Fang Yu. The sound was just like a stone that was thrown into the deep lake of his memory, causing countless pictures to ripples under the water in an instant.

It was just the rolling mountains of the Green Dragon Mountains, the quiet forest of Fenris, the deep underground passages, ancient ruins covered by dusty spiders, the battles in the darkness, and the people who fought side by side with him.

Fang Ling still remembers everyone he met underground.

The flowers in heaven are falling, yes, he still remembers this ID, and he still remembers it fresh.

But how could they be here and how could they be with the people from the Xingmen Port military?

When Fang Zhu was stunned, Kaka suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder gently, signaling him to raise his head. Fang Zhu was slightly stunned and couldn't help but subconsciously look in that direction.

A new chapter was already revealed in the morning of the northern border, but the sky was still gloomy. The bright light was climbing over the outline of the towering cloud wall, leaving a faint golden edge behind it.

And just above the cloud top, a ball of jumping flames reflected deep into Fang Zhu's pupils - it was a red sailboat that jumped out of the clouds.

But it's not just one side-

But there are many, many sails, now appearing from the top of the clouds. It seems like a fiery red ocean, reflected in the light of the morning light, and outlined the magnificent picture into the deep eyes of everyone who witnessed this scene.

"It's Fenris!"

"It's the Fenris fleet!"

A low cheer immediately sounded in the communication channel.

The red sails, painted blood-colored hull, were on the clouds and seas for the past year. The legend about them, together with the 'hero', had spread all over the northern border, how could anyone not recognize such a fleet?

"It's the Fenris fleet that has arrived, and they have come to support us too!"

"But Fenris is not close to stay here. How could they be with the military? This is too strange?"

...

This is indeed too strange.

"This is really weird!"

Arquette was pushing the owl's long feather away from his forehead, and the latter was standing restlessly on the former's shoulder and turning around, and said sharply.

It swept the hard feathers around the dwarf's thick nose, making the former's nose turn red due to allergies and sneezing constantly.

"Didn't anyone see that? We need support. There are knights in black and white clothes everywhere, like drowning ghosts in the Berlell River. I don't like these guys."

"But where are the reinforcements? There is no news, this is really strange, isn't it?"

"Don't be impatient," said Arquette. "Don't be impatient, Ms. Jisid."

"It's Ms. Jisid."

"Well, Ms. Jisid, the reinforcements are still outside the city, give them some time."

Arquette stopped, "They... should be trustworthy."

"They? No, just part, just part of it." The Owl's head shook like a rattle.

"Did you see that little guy last time?"

"I'm dealing with those little guys all the time, which is really weird."

"No, it's just that little guy is a little special...well, very special."

A flash came from the front, and Milera and the Marland knights captured a line of defense, and even mixed with several Roman knights. Their armor was covered with trivial decorations and a layer of seemingly luxurious gold foil - just like the goddess who seemed generous but actually was calculating.

The dust from the explosion slammed into her face and almost lifted the owl lady out. She flapped her wings and covered the wings on the old dwarf's face.

Arquette once again pushed it away.

A figure appeared in front of a man and a bird. It was a tall knight wearing a gray armor and no battle helmet. Its long chestnut hair and eyes of the same color were shining like stars in the smoke and dust.

Arquette had seen this person next to the adult, and knew that the other party was the person's close confidant.

"That adult has arrived?"

The Knight nodded.

Arquette couldn't help but stretched his neck and looked around, but saw nothing.

He had to turn around and ask, "What does that adult think? Can we enter the city hall?"

"He has already started preparing for the situation in the North, but there are too many constraints. We have seen the person you mentioned," the knight replied calmly, "I have asked someone to go to Ash Tree Ridge. As long as we keep it there, we will have a chance."

"What about here?"

The tone of the knight seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with him, "The Knights of Silver Wind moved."

"Has the Silver Wind Knights moved?" Arquette looked at the other party's expression and suddenly opened his mouth, "They are from there too?"

The Knight nodded.

"I've known the Knights have been penetrated into the city sieve. Do you still remember that the crystal was brought into the city." Arquette said angrily, "These unreliable guys!"

But after getting angry, he was a little depressed:

“How many opportunities do we have?”

"Milela and Marlan's Knights will make their last attempt, and Oli may bless us."

"This may be used well, and he is not as reliable as Taros at this time."

But the Knight did not answer, and only looked back and looked in that direction.

Arquette also looked at the firelight in that direction and the shadows of the city hall, and the shadows of the city hall stood in the seventh block in that direction, two floors away from them.

On weekdays, it is just a distance that can be reached in a blink of an eye, but now it seems to be separated by an insurmountable barrier.

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The old dwarf's mind appeared again, and he couldn't help looking out of the city.

But the countryside of Elpahin is still dark and silent, and the sky is gloomy and gloomy.

...

Fang Zhu stood on the deck, silently watching the fleet passing by the sky.

He seemed to remember something and suddenly picked up the communication crystal:

"Silweid, did you tell me what you said last time?"

"Um?"

"About Fenris and their blood ship, you said they were..."

The shipmaster was slightly stunned, and then laughed playfully in the private channel.

She took the communication crystal from Tang Xin's hand and replied softly: "Well, there is something happening, but it seems that we didn't finish the talk last time. Is the Captain interested?"

"No, no need to talk."

Fang Yu put down the communication crystal speechlessly and looked up.

Because the voice in the communication channel has sounded again:

"Mr. Shaya, long time no see."

Faced with the other party's questioning, Fang Yufeng understood that his denial at this moment had no meaning.

He had no choice but to respond softly:

"Long time no see, heaven."

On the other side of the communication crystal, Heaven Flowers finally laughed.

He once made a bet with Yongye, but now it seems that he lost, but Heaven Flower Luo has no frustration at this moment.

The long-term search of the Fenris finally made sense at this moment.

Although that seems to be of no value to the caller.

But as witnesses of that war, how many of them have forgotten the scenes underground in Fenris at that time?

The feeling of many people fighting for valuable lofty goals is so trembling.

After all that, they can never go back.

The mediocre pursuit of the past has long been eclipsed.

After the Battle of Fenris, most of the nobles and wealthy people in Yunsen Harbor fled the isolated island. Later, the kingdom sent a new consul, but it was also driven away by the angry citizens.

An autonomous organization was established, and most of the conveners stayed.

After the Rain Listener and the Blood Alliance vowed to disband, several remaining small and medium-sized guilds on the island even tacitly integrated their guilds and then joined the autonomous organization of the indigenous people.

And he is one of them.

The former old bishop of Yunle Port and the Lizard Man priest told them the truth, and after learning about Fenris's inevitable fate, the Cowlin-Ishurien royal family no longer intends to appoint a new consul.

Who cares about the fate of an isolated island that may sink into the sea of ​​abyss at any time?

Their fleet, the purpose of their existence, the blood-colored sail, not only symbolizes revenge, but also saves oneself.
To be continued...