It was already midnight, and because of the ancient times of the war, the streets of the imperial capital had already imposed a curfew.
Granero was so anxious that he whipped his horsewhip furiously. He didn't care about the steed under his crotch. He led hundreds of elites towards the first magic tower in the center of the imperial capital. The group galloped like a hurricane. There was a thunderous noise on the street, piercing the slightly peaceful night sky.
The knight running at the front held up the token of Emperor Yassin in his hand, and shouted all the way: "By the way of the Imperial Capital Security Office, His Majesty's Golden Order is here, quickly get out of the way."
The horseshoes rolled, and the checkpoints on the street were far away.
In the direction of the four city walls in the distance, the sound of shouting and killing continued.
The offensive of the Barcelona people really reached the most ferocious time of the night.
In a blink of an eye, the first magic tower was already in sight.
This is the tallest building in St. Petersburg other than the Imperial Palace, the Knights' Hall and the Martial Saint Mountain. The orange magic halos are like tangible objects, slowly moving around the black magic tower like a javelin inserted into the ground. Turning in sequence, within 5,000 meters around, a large number of magic traps and environments are set up, and an elite imperial army of more than 5,000 people is also stationed.
Seeing the intact First Magic Tower, Granero heaved a sigh of relief and accelerated forward.
"The visitor stopped, approached a hundred steps, and immediately shot the arrow!"
A defensive castle with a height of five or six meters appeared in front of it. The soldiers stationed inside heard the sound of horseshoes and immediately gave a loud warning and prepared to attack.
"His Majesty's golden order is here!"
The knights of the imperial security station held up their tokens before they could pass.
Granero rode his horse to the front of the castle. Seeing that the fortifications were extremely complete and did not appear to have been attacked, he felt a little relieved, and asked casually, "Has anyone ever entered before this seat?"
"Report to my lord, a quarter of an hour ago, the fourth prince brought about fifty guards from the prince's mansion, and said that he entered the center of the first magic tower under His Majesty's order!"
The officer guarding the first checkpoint replied respectfully.
"What?"
Granero's face changed suddenly: "The fourth prince has been deposed by His Majesty Yassin, who in the city doesn't know? How could he be ordered by His Majesty the Emperor, damn it, why didn't you stop..."
Boom!
Before Granero could finish his sentence, a strong vibration suddenly came from the ground under his feet.
It was as if there was a prehistoric monster lurking beneath the ground, struggling to break through the ground.
The horses under the knights' crotches were frightened, neighing and raising their front hooves, irritable and restless, as if something terrible had happened.
It's just that at this time, Granero and the others couldn't care less about it.
Because the changes in the ground under his feet have become more and more severe.
With the sound of bangs, the hard ground suddenly became as soft as the surface of water, making it difficult to stand on.
What's even more frightening is that the huge and miraculous first magic tower thousands of meters away is also shaking violently, and the orange circles of light lingering on the towering tower body are moving one by one. The ground breaks, shatters, annihilates and disappears!
"The magic tower... is going to collapse?"
Desperation appeared on the faces of the soldiers stationed there.
Everyone understands what the collapse of the first magic tower would mean to the Zenit people—complete destruction and death.
Boom!
In the next moment, the statue of His Majesty the Emperor, who symbolized the power of the empire, fell from a height of thousands of meters with a sword at the top of the first magic tower, and hit the ground with a bang. There were black cracks visible to the naked eye, and dazzling orange flames shot out from them!
The ear-piercing magic siren sounded suddenly over the entire imperial capital.
The sound plunged the whole city into an inextricable fear.
"Damn, what the hell happened?"
Granero's heart was already cold.
"My lord, get out of here quickly, the energy of the magic tower is out of order, it's about to explode!"
Some officers shouted in Granero's ear.
"Retreat? Can you retreat there?"
Granero's face was pale and grimacing: "The city is about to fall, and the people of Barcelona are besieging the city on all sides. We have nowhere to escape... I am a sinner of the empire. I am a step late. I am guilty!"
While speaking, the orange [Guardian of Mother Earth] magic shield that symbolizes safety and warmth enveloped the sky of the imperial capital, and the magic shield that can withstand the full attack of demigod-level powerhouses is like a broken egg shell. It was cracking little by little, and the orange magic energy turned into pieces, fell towards the ground, and soon disappeared in the sky.
The magic shield is broken!
St. Petersburg, too!
St. Petersburg, which has lost the [Guardian of Mother Earth] magic circle, is like a stripped girl, powerless to resist, and can only be bullied by the people of Barcelona.
If I could find out the damn Eindhoven and Barcelona spies earlier, things wouldn’t be so bad. Now that everything is over, I have failed His Majesty’s trust and the imperial capital. The people... themselves, ruined all of this.
Granero wished he could kill himself immediately with his sword in apology.
The remaining reason allowed him to control this impulse.
After thinking about it for a while, he pulled a confidant knight over and whispered a few words.
"My lord, take care! Drive!"
The knight agreed, whipped his horse wildly, turned around and galloped away, leaving the shaking area.
Granero pulled out the long sword at his waist, and glanced at the faces of his brothers who were following him: "Warriors, the time of destruction has come, if you leave for your life, you are not considered cowards, and if you choose Stay, then, the time has come to serve the empire, let all fears turn into anger, join me, go in, and kill the spies who destroyed the magic tower! This is the last thing we can do for the empire and our loved ones! done!"
Granero's whole body shone with dazzling fighting spirit.
The vibration became more and more severe, and it was impossible to ride a horse.
He got off his horse and was the first to rush towards the collapsing magic tower.
"Follow your lord to the death!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the rest of the knights rushed towards the collapsed magic tower like moths to a flame.
More than half of the more than 5,000 elite soldiers of the empire stationed at the Magic Tower have already been killed or injured.
But no one escaped, drew out his long sword, sang the song of the empire, followed behind the knights, and rushed in.
"A humble life also has dignity. My glory lies in the glorious history of the empire's suffering. War can never make the Zenit people back down. The northern giant bear roars!"
The tragic song echoed in the chaotic night sky.