Void, in a place where all mortals cannot see, a place farther than the land of the other shore, on a stone altar, a simple, colorless scabbard began to shake violently, each of which was invisible but powerful. The chains tightly bound the scabbard.
However, the frequency of the jitter is too great!
Also, a little too powerful.
Clang! Clang!
The chains began to shatter - that's right, they were shattered, not shattered; it was as if the chains were struck by destruction in the next instant, completely shattered.
The texture of the metal began to dissipate as it drifted into the air, turning into specks of light.
However, this does not represent any decisive factor, because at the next moment, more white light from the altar began to spurt out violently, turning into brand new chains, binding the scabbard.
And the shaking of the scabbard didn't stop, and even became more violent.
Wow, bang...
The shaking of the scabbard led to the dancing of the chains, making a unique sound in the void; then, it attracted some people's attention.
To be more precise, it should be the attention of forty-seven people.
In the endless brilliance, the forty-seven people who were suffering from the crazy energy beams filled with destructive aura all the time turned their heads in astonishment.
"Broken?"
A person murmured to himself in disbelief.
"Well, it's broken!"
Another person responded.
The remaining forty-five people were silent, but their eyes were fixed on the scabbard that was about to be restrained again; I don't know who started it, a transparent ripple appeared in the palm, and then Throwing it to the scabbard; after that, transparent ripples followed.
bang, bang, bang...
The brand new chains were hit by such transparent ripples. There was a series of silent noises, and then, there was a violent shaking.
As for the scabbard itself, an inexplicable brilliance erupted, covering all directions.
It's not white, and it's not gold. It's not even black, and you can't even confirm which color it is, but it has endless firmness and... warmth.
A shield that could not be destroyed at all suddenly shrouded the 47 scarred people. Their dilapidated silver armor was being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken cloaks appeared again, especially the wounds on their bodies began to recover.
"Thank you, my lord's ally, for your sincerity, we will never forget it until we die!"
Forty-seven shook off the reappearing cloak, and then. Kneeling on one knee—they are not worshiping, but thanking is more in mind.
As for why
The ripples that began to emerge in the void have already given the final answer——
The female cavalry captain opened her eyes in a trance, and then she quickly scanned the surroundings, whether it was the vast atmosphere, or the overhead...or the surrounding starry sky, they were all telling her. She is no longer standing on the outside of the original six-tower land.
Before, an inexplicable breath appeared in the distance, and the saber at her waist called out, making her follow involuntarily, and then... she came here.
She saw the bound scabbard in the distance, and forty-seven people kneeling on one knee on the other side.
Similarly, those forty-seven people also saw her.
However, the forty-seven people didn't say anything, but judging from their expressions, the other party was friendly; at least. With enough goodwill.
The female cavalry captain wanted to move her body, but found that it was extremely difficult, as if her whole body was being pressed against a mountain, even if she wanted to move a finger. It's all that difficult.
However, it is not impossible.
Therefore, she walked towards the altar very naturally—the distance seemed to be less than fifteen yards, but it seemed as far away as the ends of the earth; after all, every step required her to muster all her strength to move, and then, she still had to persevere When you move your feet, don't be overwhelmed by the increasing pressure on your body.
To put it simply, with every step she took, the female cavalry commander felt that she was completing a double training beyond the routine—this kind of training only existed in that sad memory.
After her father died in battle, she used this method to paralyze herself.
It lasted for quite a long time, but after that, she forgot about it—because, after meeting Ye Qi, the happy time with Ye Qi always appeared in her mind in her spare time.
Pain, also in such a happy time, is unconsciously diluted.
"Forget the pain, but remember the joy?"
Feeling the pain again, the female cavalry commander whispered to herself, she frowned, and the stubbornness on her face appeared again.
"Pain will not be forgotten, but happiness also exists... Moreover, after I understand the pain, I should cherish happiness even more—even if it is only for the person who brings me happiness!"
This kind of voice is very low and weak, like a mosquito, but it is firm enough.
Let the footsteps of the female cavalry commander become more firm - but this will not shorten the distance between her and the scabbard.
Fifteen yards, still fifteen yards, not ten yards, five yards, or more!
It takes the female cavalry captain to walk over step by step-but now, how far does she move each step? Not even an inch.
If, seriously, it's somewhere between centimeters and millimeters.
But this is already the best effort of the female cavalry captain—although it is small, she will persist, just like the stubbornness on her face at the moment.
The idea of giving up such an idea did not appear in the head of the female cavalry captain at the moment; because the words of the tower master of the Tower of Wisdom had already been engraved in her heart—
"The way of chivalry does not require such considerations at all; and your considerations are just because you are blinded by honor and fame!" '
That's right, she doesn't need to think that much at all, and the way of chivalry doesn't need such consideration.
Just like her at this moment, she just needs to move forward!
As for the others
Wait until you get the scabbard.
…
The forty-seven people did not look at the female cavalry captain. They were carrying huge magic crystals one after another, and then embedded them in the huge, jaw-dropping magic circle—this is a magic circle that is impossible to estimate at all, where people's sight can touch. They are all the runes and seal carvings of this magic circle.
The lines and the shining arcane energy filled the void, attracting more beams of destructive power, hitting and destroying this huge magic circle .
And every time at this time, the forty-seven people are like shields. To stand in front of these beams of destruction—in fact, they themselves are the targets of these beams, or more important targets.
One after another beams of light hit their bodies, and the silver armor that had just been repaired soon became dilapidated again. The cloak has already been turned into ashes, and they themselves are vomiting blood again and again, crumbling; but whenever a destructive beam hits the magic circle, they will rush forward and act as a shield.
This is what they have done for countless years, almost instinctively.
And except for their ancestors. No one paid attention to their useless actions, and was even dismissed as ridiculous-even the help of allies became minimal.
Therefore, they were all surprised when another touch of warmth and firmness appeared on their bodies, making them look brand new again.
They turned their heads and saw the lady standing in front of the altar, picking up the scabbard.
At some point, the lady who appeared here has completed her 'destiny mission'. Then, he stood on their side again.
"Thank you for your kindness!"
Forty-seven people bowed at the same time.
…
The female cavalry chief held the scabbard in her hand, and slowly inserted the invisible long sword into the scabbard—the encounter between the two seemed a little excited, but also a little inexplicable.
The female cavalry commander clearly felt the trembling of the invisible long sword and scabbard in her hand. It was as if two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years met again by chance.
So lucky, so inevitable.
In fact, when she touched the scabbard before, she had already prepared for the worst—after all, those chains seemed to be unusually strong and... mixed with a hint of hostility.
This is a feeling that only appears when facing a strong enemy.
Although it is very strange to appear on chains one after another, for the female cavalry captain at this moment, it is necessary to be cautious.
After all, if it is strange, it is already very strange for her to stand here.
However, contrary to the expectations of the female cavalry captain, when her palm touched the scabbard, those chains that were still extremely strong before were shattered in an instant, and all of them merged into the surrounding void. From a little spot of light, it became abnormally dim, and finally returned to nothingness.
It seemed that her most important trial and test was just walking the fifteen yards, and the remaining seemingly more difficult obstacles were nothing more than a little 'intimidation'.
However, this does not mean that the female cavalry commander is relaxed—in fact, the female cavalry commander still remembers the fifteen yards of the road at this moment.
The increasing pressure even produced painful torture, like knives cutting her flesh and blood, making her slower and slower.
So much so that even the female cavalry commander herself is wondering how many years it took him to walk to this altar and pick up this scabbard!
ten years? twenty years? Or longer
And the next moment, the thinking of the female cavalry commander was interrupted by the scabbard in her hand—
The scabbard, which had been released from its bondage, fell directly into her hands, as if it had been glued on.
Afterwards, there was an indifferent sense of familiarity—first it came from the invisible long sword at the waist, then entered the scabbard, and then returned to the invisible long sword again.
Then it came back to her heart.
Even without groping, the female cavalry commander already knew how to use the scabbard in front of her, and she couldn't be more familiar with what she was familiar with.
Moreover, for the use of the invisible long sword, there is also a trace of experience that does not belong to it, but it contains inherited experience.
And it was this experience that made her subconsciously choose to help those forty-seven people—although that experience 'told' her. This is a trusted ally, but more of her own will.
In the face of "injustice", how can it be possible to stand by and do nothing in the way of chivalry
However, just when she was about to help each other further. The other party refused—
"This is not where you're supposed to be - you need to go back to where you came from!"
The leader of the forty-seven people respectfully explained to the female cavalry commander, and seemed not to want the female cavalry commander to refute, but after bowing, the ripples when the female cavalry commander appeared again appeared in the void.
"What help do you need?"
Feeling the suction around her, the female cavalry commander frowned, and then. asked loudly.
"Now you can't help us... But, in essence, your arrival is already the greatest help for us!"
paused. Forty-seven people bowed and saluted at the same time.
"Thank you again for showing up!"
And following such words, the female cavalry commander finally disappeared into the ripples, without even asking the last question, her voice was drowned in the ripples of the void.
The forty-seven people watched the disappearance of the female cavalry captain, and after a while, they returned to their mission again—and this time, they had more confidence.
after all. 'Fate' has been broken!
As they said before, the appearance of the female cavalry chief was the greatest help to them—because the female cavalry chief proved to them that what they did was not useless.
However, this is enough!
…
Once again in a trance, the female cavalry captain looked at the familiar scene, and was sure that she had returned to the land of the six towers again, and the subordinates beside her. Not far away, the figure of the tower master of the Tower of Wisdom leaving told her that she seemed to have a hallucination.
But the touch between the palms undoubtedly showed her that this was not an illusion. But real!
"For a moment, it seems like countless years have passed... But the joy and pain are kept in my heart!"
The female cavalry captain raised her hand, touched her heart, and then strode forward.
Behind them, the nine female rangers who had been guarding the female cavalry captain were a little dazed—because they realized that their captain and elder sister became different in an instant.
It seems that there is a little more difference, but it is even more pleasing to them.
"Hey, my sister's hair seems to have changed again!"
The careful Bedivere exclaimed in a low voice, which attracted the attention of the remaining eight female rangers.
In the original restrained hair color, traces of dazzling gold, under the sunlight, are exuding their own brilliance, not aloof, but bright enough.
"It seems that there are more than last time! But why is this?"
After comparing carefully, Gao Wen asked like this.
"It doesn't matter why it is like this, no matter how it changes, it is just our elder sisters, we just need to follow behind the elder sisters!"
The petite Lanmaloch said indifferently, and then ran towards the female cavalry captain first, and the rest of them gave each other a smile and immediately chased after her.
At the corner of the corridor behind him, Petnanger stood there quietly, listening to the female cavalry captain and his party go away, and sighed slightly.
"Sigh, it's not for you!"
The tower master of the Tower of Thorns slowly stepped out of the shadow of standing.
"I thought you would just stand there and not come out!"
The Tower Master of the Tower of Wisdom said coldly.
"It's just out of curiosity, so I stepped forward—originally, I thought I was needed to help that little girl!" The tower master of the Tower of Thorns said with a shrug, "I didn't expect that you would preempt me; Things don't look like you can do it!"
"I'm just paying back Ye Qi's favor!"
The Tower Master of the Tower of Wisdom replied with unusual calmness.
However, the tower owner of the Tower of Thorns obviously won't believe it. The tower owner with the appearance of a young man, with a perennial smile, leaned against the stone wall of the corridor and asked with a smile: " So, what do you owe me?"
"Wait until your life is gone... Or, you seem to have a meeting with death now?"
The voice of the tower master of the Tower of Wisdom became colder and colder, and a sudden gust of airflow and killing intent emanated clearly proved that the tower master was not joking.
"Just kidding, why take it seriously!"
Shrugging his shoulders, the Tower Master of the Tower of Thorns made a gesture of surrender.
Then, he quietly watched the tower master of the Tower of Wisdom go away, with deep reluctance in his eyes and a self-deprecating wry smile.
"Mordred, you, a guy who can't even solve your own problems, why do you always act as such a 'consultant'?"
Turning around, the tower master of the Tower of Thorns followed the departing master of the Tower of Wisdom, and walked towards the Tower of Moonlight—their meeting needs to continue, and it is not over at this moment.
However, looking at the extremely similar back.
The owner of the Tower of Thorns couldn't help but a bitter smile appeared in his heart, and he asked silently in his heart—
"Morgana, where are you?"
ps The first chapter of New Year's Eve~~~
Today is New Year's Eve, decadent will be with parents, and also to pack some things (necessary small chores, such as cutting hair, going to the bathroom to take a bath, although there is a shower at home), of course, mainly in the afternoon to help my mother Dad packed some Chinese New Year dishes. Although decadence is basically eating, he still needs to go to help.
Therefore, this chapter represents the fruit of decadent staying up all night, and it will be updated in the morning~
As for the next chapter
Of course, decadent staying up all night will not only produce one chapter, and the next chapter will also be a small half; however, the rest will need to be finished after decadence returns from the bath, and then uploaded to everyone.
Well, at the end, let me give you an early New Year's greetings (official New Year's greetings, I will talk about it at midnight tonight)~~(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is My biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)