Thousands of rays of light enveloped the space between the sky and the sea.
The emperor drew his sword and slashed it forward.
The dark dragon opened its mouth and breathed out flames. The dragon fire of destruction swept across, dissociating all matter and tearing apart the brilliant golden light.
But the golden light rushed forward again, and the legions from the past gathered together again, rushing forward regardless of their own safety, impacting again and again, like a sea wave.
The waves hit the rocks and they fell apart.
The dragon of natural disaster remained motionless, just waving its wings at will, setting off a cold hurricane, causing decay and corruption wherever it passed.
Among the thousands of troops, the emperor once again raised his sword and pointed it at his enemies.
"Is it you? Ah, it's you again..."
Arthur looked at him and couldn't help but laugh strangely: "Hahahahaha, look at you, look at you! Are you really used to being a dog?"
The dark dragon power swept across, crushing all the ants that rushed towards them. Arthur laughed wildly: "You really picked up all the rags I didn't want! What happened? I finally felt guilty and wanted to hold him Did the brothers and sisters in need keep warm?"
Among the thousands of troops, the emperor was silent.
He looked around at the legions surrounding him, at his former vassals, and at the knights who were constantly attacking the Dragon of Scourge.
The red dragon flag is waved, and the Knights of the Round Table attack again!
"Wouldn't it be great if that were the case?"
He grasped the illusory long sword that had been lost long ago and murmured softly: "If I can find them back if I am a dog, it is not a big deal to be a dog forever. But people who have been destroyed can never be brought back, and dead people It is impossible to be resurrected.”
He closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore.
"They are all fake, just phantoms in my memory. They are all dead, and they hate me to death. Now that they come back to help me, it is just my wishful thinking. Rather, I am shameless in doing so. .”
"But I have to do this..."
When he opened it again, his eyes became firm as iron:
"-This is all my fault. I must end it with their own hands when I make a mistake!"
Following his voice, the sound of countless steels rubbing against each other rang out, and countless figures reappeared in the sea of light, roaring, and unforgettable hatred burst out from them.
After plundering the power of Leviathan from the road to the gods, the dragon power transformed from the heaven on earth is not as full of destruction as the natural disaster dragon. On the contrary, the lethality plummets, and what is replaced is unprecedented. Smart, like a living thing.
In it, everyone seems to have self and life, and the hatred and anger in their eyes are so clear.
This is the result of abandoning the path of natural disaster.
The musician splits his consciousness into fragments and feeds his animal nature. The end of this road is to combine the elements of animal nature and sublimate it into an illusory creature that only exists in legends.
For example, the giant dragon, the giant snake surrounding the atrium, and so on, transformed into real natural disasters.
But what goes against this path is to purify the chaotic and crazy animal nature, extract the true humanity, and turn the "beasts" into "people" so that they can escape from their own control and have their own life and will.
With these achievements, he summoned the former legions of the dead, once again gave souls to the hatred and anger, and gave them bodies and bodies with dragon power.
Now…
"The time for revenge has come, my lords."
The emperor declared in a low voice: "This is all I can do for you."
At that moment, crazy roars sounded from the array.
"Arthur! Arthur!! Arthur!!!"
The crazed steel giant walked out of the legion and roared. His whole body was shrouded in the heavy and huge armor, as if he was locked in a cage.
Heavy rivets were driven into every joint, and hot iron slurry was poured into every gap.
The armor was like a coffin, sending him to hell, where he died after being tortured. Even after death, he could not find peace.
The first round table Dagonite.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of war horses neighing sounded. No one roared, but everyone's heart burst into wild roars. On top of the dark horse, the headless knight brandished his sword and rushed towards the dark natural disaster dragon. The sword in his hand was full of cracks. The head in his arms opened his eyes with blood-red pupils.
The first round table, Parcival.
Immediately afterwards, invisible air currents gathered from all directions, and the cries of children sounded one after another. In an instant, a vague figure rose from the dragon's power, leaving two lines of blood and tears on the feminine face that resembled a woman.
He bowed to the emperor, drew his sword, and walked towards the turbulent battlefield.
The first round table·Gawain.
Behind him is a gloomy and melancholy middle-aged man.
He is the most complete person among the Knights of the Round Table, but in the musician's induction, countless squirming beasts turned into vicious thorns, grew out of his body, and even had blood implanted in him, causing him to be tortured for generations.
The knight lowered his head. After a moment of silence, he sighed softly, put on the steel mask, and gripped the sword tightly.
Taking a step forward, a galloping thunder light was set off.
Thousand times faster reproduction.
The first generation of Round Table Lancelot!
Followed closely by the silent Galahad, setting off a huge tide of iron and wind...
As the sound of countless steel strings tightening sounded one after another, and in the sky-piercing screams, iron light rose into the sky like a heavy rain and fell towards the giant dragon.
After three rounds of ejection, the armored knights at the rear dropped their large bows filled with cracks, pulled out their heavy halberds and ax guns and merged them into the iron flow.
In the roar of the heaven and earth shaking, the iron light and the natural disaster collided, and blood burst out.
The dragon of natural disaster roared.
In the broken iron light, a dark golden glow ignited, and the war horse crossed the long distance, breathed out a fiery breath, and leaped into the air. The emperor on the horse roared angrily, and the sword in his hand fell.
Blood spurts out.
The huge right eye of the giant dragon burst open and was burned into coke by the scorching flames. In the next moment, the flesh and blood increased in value, the wound healed, and it was reborn immediately. Arthur neighed before he could even laugh.
From the healed wound, flames burst out again, tearing the healed area apart and causing the wound to reappear.
That is the animal nature that comes from the same source, and it is also a force that is tit for tat. As long as the emperor does not die, the dragon's power remaining in the wound will continue to tear the wound apart again and again, making it impossible to heal.
"Garbage! A bunch of garbage!"
The dragon of natural disaster was in severe pain, roared, breathed dragon fire, and burned the army: "You traitors! I made you successful! Aren't you ungrateful?"
The emperor sneered: "Isn't today the time for reward?"
The claws tore through the air, slapping down and shattering the blade. The dragon of natural disaster flapped its wings and roared: "I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time! It doesn't matter how many times I kill you!"
In an instant, he rose into the sky and turned into a dark and scorching sun. Endless terrifying flames spread over the world, as if it was going to burn the entire Avalon to ashes.
But in the blink of an eye, the scorching sun collapsed, and the endless light that gathered dissipated. The black dragon was knocked back to its original shape, and could not even maintain its flight. It struggled in confusion and fell from the sky.
boom!
The earth shook and Arthur roared. He raised his right eye that twitched in pain, only to see the young man closing his eyes leisurely behind the army.
White hair danced in the foehn wind, like mercury.
He was leaning on his cane, his eyes were lowered, and there was a smile on his lips, as if he had sunk into the deepest dream.
—The dreamland!
All the power belonging to the Dream Weaver unfolded, forming a restricted area covering the entire sky.
The fault, which is hundreds of meters wide, covers the entire sky, completely covering up all internal changes, making it impossible for the outside world to observe it.
The moment he closed his eyes, this place was cut off from the ethereal world.
The nine-layered sea of ether was opened up, forming a huge fault, covering this place, isolating the inside and outside, and turning it into a cage.
Unfortunately, the situation is not as special as in the Holy City - with the collision of the Sacred Cauldron and the Hundred-Eyed One, Ye Qingxuan can call for the true Moon of Silence to come. No matter what kind of natural disaster, under the pure light of purification, it will be welcomed. To be brutally obliterated and returned to nothingness.
Now, even if Ye Qingxuan had the courage to do so, he wouldn't dare to do it again.
The last time, the silent warning when Silent Moon left had left a thick shadow in Ye Qingxuan's heart.
Ye Qingxuan usually uses the music theory of Silent Moon to have occasional dreams, where the fox pretends to be the tiger's power, and it doesn't matter if it's a small fight. If he really dared to pull Silent Moon out of the Great Source again, Silent Moon would probably completely obliterate him without mercy.
But just that, the effect is enough.
Now, the Dream of Silence has formed a fault line in the etheric sea, isolating the physical world from the etheric world.
Except for Ye Qingxuan and the others who can rely on the homeland defense front to continuously obtain supplies from the heaven on earth, Arthur can no longer obtain any power from the etheric realm, not even a penny!
Even if it is a natural disaster dragon, what is the difference between it and a reptile when it is imprisoned on the earth
"Asshole!"
Arthur roared, the black dragon roared, and countless mist-like dragon powers emerged from under the scales, igniting eternal black flames on his body.
The soil was incinerated and turned into thick, translucent liquid. The terrifying heat could still be felt from a hundred meters away.
Among thousands of troops, the giant dragon raised its ferocious head and stared at Ye Qingxuan's location.
In an instant, he surged forward.
A big earthquake struck, a hurricane swept across, the blazing wind seemed to burn the heart, and the golden ocean was torn apart by the dark track. Regardless of the swords and weapons that were stabbing him, Arthur rushed over furiously, the power of natural disasters It erupted from the body, bringing a wail that distorted the material world.
Ye Qingxuan's eyes were still lowered and unmoving.
Just the hands holding the stick of destiny gently tapped the iron stick, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
"——Angru hopes that everyone will fulfill their duties."
Home Defense Front·Royal 1st Navy Fleet, activated!
Then, the seven seas roared.
Amidst the loud noise of the ocean boiling, a torrent of ether burst out from the sea. In an instant, the silent satellite island fell apart again, and what emerged from it was a huge and ferocious outline.
That's a warship!
The legendary fleet that once traversed the seven seas emerged from the deep sea again, no longer incomplete and shining brightly. In the wild ether fluctuations, steel roared, and the main guns were warmed up and loaded.
Magnificent melodies sounded one after another.
The ether furnace is overloaded.
Exceeded power.
The lock is complete.
The next moment, terrifying fire burst out from the main gun.
The cannonball rubbed against the air, and in an instant, a dazzling light burst out. It was like twenty-four meteors falling from the sky, heading towards Avalon, and even the sound could not catch up.
What surprised Ye Qingxuan even more was that the old-fashioned main gun did not use the modern mainstream ether crystal, but a special alloy prism driven by airflow compression, and the alchemical matrix provided terrifying acceleration.
After being soaked in the sea for hundreds of years, the lapis lazuli coating on the surface has remained uncorrupted. In the terrifying acceleration brought by the alchemical matrix, sparks and electric light burst out from the prism, as if it turned into thunder and lightning. In just an instant, it penetrated a distance of dozens of nautical miles and reached Avalon.
Then a hurricane swept through.
Amidst the continuous roars, the terrifying air pressure rushed towards my face, almost suffocating.
The violent wind almost blew Ye Qingxuan away a hundred meters away.
Ashes rose into the sky, obscuring the view.
You can only feel the terrifying heat coming from it.
The metal prism is made of alloy, and its internal structure has an astonishing density. Its mass itself weighs several tons. Coupled with the terrifying acceleration brought by the alchemical matrix, once it hits, it can directly punch a large hole in the city wall for the passage of warships.
Under the locking and aiming of the ladder, all the twenty-four metal prisms hit without a single miss.
Even if it is an immortal natural disaster, no matter how powerful the body is, it still needs to abide by the rules of the material world.
No matter how hard the material is, it will never be intact under such a terrifying impact.
In fact, through the smoke and the induction of the thread, Ye Qingxuan could already see Arthur's tragic appearance.
The seemingly solid metal prism is actually composed of a complex metal structure inside if the extremely thin coating on the surface is removed. It is an uncompromising achievement of mechanical engineering.
The only purpose is to bring more damage to the target.
When the mass impact ends in an instant, the metal prism deforms under the strong reaction force. When the outer shell cracks, the countless paper-thin iron pieces contained inside will fly out.
The purpose of its design is to hit an enemy ship with one shot, causing half of the enemy ship to be reduced to pulp by countless iron pieces.
In the strong wind, twisted pieces of iron rolled down at Ye Qingxuan's feet, already covered with minced meat.
awful.
How miserable.
Ye Qingxuan breathed out a sigh of relief, his mood became more and more cheerful, and he raised his hand towards the sky.
In the sky, a huge shadow broke through the clouds, sinking, revealing a steel outline, hovering precisely outside the interference range of the Silent Domain.
On the deck of the Steel Ship, Chief Engineer Bishop Carroll wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and adjusted the bombardment trajectory for the last time.
In the core under the layers of armor, the huge heart from the Nomadic Mountain beats crazily. Next to the boiling ether pool, all the mechanical engineers were wiping cold sweat.
Ninth drive!
For the first time since its birth, it entered such a terrifying operating mode, almost overloaded. Massive amounts of ether flowed below the deck, causing the entire ship to emit waves of scorching heat. The handrails on the ship's side were as hot as soldering irons.
This almost self-destructive operation method looks like it is used at the last moment to perish together with the enemy.
In fact, when the eighth level was driven, the engineers responsible for maintenance had already strongly protested.
But where is this
This is the Inquisition!
There has never been a place where anyone dared to say "no" to the orders of the Grand Inquisitor, and no one would want to say so... The enemy is a natural disaster! A true natural disaster!
The Purification Musicians, who have been dreaming of embarking on the Eastern Expedition since their birth, are already burning with excitement, their eyes are red, and they even want to drive their ship and hit it directly.
The main gun is warmed up!
It was obvious that the arrow was just on the string, but the terrifying murderous intention fell from the sky. Even the dust did not dare to fly, and they hid around, revealing the natural disaster dragon that was rapidly recovering from its scars in the mess.
Arthur raised his head in astonishment and sensed the deadly murderous intent coming from the black ship. The roaring dragons gathered together and pierced the blockade of the dreamland, almost causing his dream to fall apart again and again.
"Now, in the name of God and myself, hereby purify original sin!"
Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and pointed to the sky. The red holy emblem on the hull of the Nomad Mountain was replaced by the fierce light of flames: "The sinner Arthur, charged with heresy, is sentenced to be burned at the stake and will be executed on the spot!"
In that eerie silence, Ye Qingxuan's lips curved into a cold smile:
"—Deus vult!!"
So, God wishes.
The thunder and fire of punishment fell from the sky!