Sword of Daybreaker

"Heir of the Augustus family... You made a mistake. I have fulfilled my promise."

The hollow eye outlined by a large number of disorderly twisted lines floats in the mid-air of the Secret Hall. Although he has no expression or gesture, there is a strong teasing and even mocking meaning to be released from every slight change in it. That is It seemed that the malice accumulated and disguised for two hundred years finally revealed its true colors, with a mockery that finally did not need to be concealed.

"I only said that I will help you weaken the God of War, and help you create a chance to launch the final blow-but I haven't said how much I will help you weaken, nor have I said that all of this will succeed. And I have helped you just now. The opportunity was created, but unfortunately...you didn't grasp it."

Standing on the west side of the Winter Fortress on the top of the mountain, the rising clouds and mist on the mountain road are gradually dispersing, a huge vague shadow is creeping in the depths of the exploding cloud, and the maddening roar is mixed with obvious fury.

"Goodbye, heir of the Augustus family-thank you for the strength you have provided me and your spiritual compromise. I will firmly remember the process of our happily getting along these years..." the hollow and twisted eye pupil Trembling, his voice gradually faded away, and even his illusory figure faded in the air a little bit, "Relax, I will keep my promise, I will not attack any'Augus' again... …After being free, I still have many things to do. A small mortal family will soon disappear from my memory..."

Finally, the distorted and hollow eyes completely disappeared, and all his breath left this battlefield between **** and man, and also the mind of Rosetta Augustus, as agreed-he gained free.

Rosetta stared at this scene blankly, as if all the changes in the outside world had nothing to do with him. After the eyes of God left, he seemed to be enjoying the freedom that was rare in the past few decades-this is also the whole of Ogu The Stu family was free for the first time in two hundred years. After that, he breathed out gently, looking at the direction where the eyes of God finally disappeared, suddenly the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"It has been eroded by'humanity'."

He muttered to himself, and then showed the appearance of listening, as if several voices were whispering to him in the bottom of his heart, then he nodded slightly and muttered softly: "Yes, the matter is not over, it is not over... "

On the mountain road on the west side outside the castle, the mushroom cloud rolled up by the explosion is about to dissipate completely. The iron-gray giant figure in the cloud is gradually becoming clear. As the residual power of the eye of God gradually dissipates, the figure began to release quickly enough to make mortals. The frantic aura of mind, as if just looking straight in that direction, the eyewitness’s consciousness would fall into a complete madness—the messaging crystal on the side flickered violently, and Palin Winterhold hurriedly asked about the next move, Winterhold Fortress The light was dim over the nearby mountain peaks, and the magic surge caused by the simultaneous release of multiple Annihilation wounds had destroyed the magic passage of the entire defense line. Rosetta Augustus watched all this quietly, finally , He turned to the messaging crystal beside him.

"Palin," he said calmly, "Plan No. 2, reverse all the polarities of the Magic Well of Winterhold-then take everyone to evacuate. After the polarity is reversed, you will have one hundred and twenty seconds to leave here. ."

"Your Majesty? What about you?! Planning..."

"Someone must be responsible for some things-and the breath of God's eye remains in me. I must stay here and firmly nail my goal."

Before Rosetta’s words fell, an angry and chaotic war roar came from the clouds rising up on the mountain road to the west again. A filthy and crazy red light suddenly lit up in the depths of the clouds, as if some kind of "Eyes" stared fiercely in the direction of the Secret Law Hall-the pressure that could destroy the minds of mortals burst out instantly, and began to radiate unscrupulously to the entire battlefield.

"Execute, you don't have time to hesitate."

"Yes, sire..." The earl of Winterhold came from the transmission crystal, but as soon as the opponent said a few syllables, he suddenly exclaimed, "Wait! What's the matter! Spider silk... how come there Spider...Alert, there is an unknown invasion, all..."

There seemed to be a huge chaos on the opposite side of the crystal. After a series of exclaims and strange noises, the communication suddenly fell silent. Rosetta finally showed a trace of astonishment on his face, but he had not had time to ask about the situation on the other side. , I suddenly felt an indescribable "feel" coming out of thin air, sweeping through my mind-it was an "experience" that could not be accurately described in words, as if there was something huge, friendly, and comforting. The "field" of thinking with the calming effect had a non-physical contact with his own mind. Driven by instinct, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the window on the side of the secret hall, and what happened outside came into his eyes. :

There are three weirdly shaped aircraft descending from a high altitude. The appearance of those aircraft is somewhat similar to the "dragon cavalry" made by the Cecils, but the details are different. They do not have the wings like dragon wings, and the upper hemisphere There are still waves of light surging in the cabin, and its interior seems to be filled with some kind of liquid, and some kind of pink-white, slightly squirming huge thing is also immersed in the liquid.

Around each aircraft, there are more than a dozen soldiers wearing lightweight armors with metal ribbons floating behind their heads floating in the air. The eyes of these soldiers are completely covered by some kind of metal visor, and there is a crowd around them. This kind of continuous magical fluctuations, a certain secret connection seems to act between these soldiers and the three aircraft. In Rosetta’s eyes, there is an incredible "synchrony" between them as if blood or nerves are connected to each other. ".

This is... another card of the Cecilians! ?

This thought flashed in Rosetta's mind, and then he found that the divine pollution that pervaded the iron-grey giant had been quickly suppressed, and he felt the kind of mental comfort and "contact" again. It was as if an invisible psychic field was constantly escaping from the three aircraft and dozens of soldiers, fighting together against the spiritual disturbance of the gods.

The iron-grey giant obviously felt this sudden threat. Even in the midst of madness, he immediately began to respond-rust-colored steam spewed from the surface of the broken armor, and a huge bow began to fall in his palm. He was brewing a powerful counterattack, but before this power was successfully condensed, an illusory, long arthropod suddenly appeared in the air out of thin air. Where the arthropod swept across, a large number of spider silks quickly climbed onto the giant’s His arms and torso even climbed onto the steam spreading around him and the lava and death scorches spreading under his feet.

Three flying vehicles and dozens of soldiers floating in the air formed a triangle. Within the coverage of the triangle, countless spider silks poured out one after another, and in the end even began to spread out from the gaps in the giant's armor— —The latter struggled violently, and burst out the power that made the mountain tremble. However, this severely weakened **** fell into the disadvantage for the first time in this battle-he was finally completely wrapped in spider silk, and In the clouds directly above him, a white spider almost as big as him was gradually condensed from the air.

Rosetta stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Secret Hall, and subconsciously raised his head to face the giant spider floating in the clouds. He felt a gentle gaze falling on him-even though the white spider seemed to have no eyes at all, he I think I really feel the sight.

The next second, the line of sight shifted away, and the white spider lowered her head and looked down at the iron-gray giant that had been wrapped in layers of spider silk. Then she began to stroke her long limbs, like a predator dragging its prey. Lifting the invisible silk thread in the air, the spider silk pulled up a little bit, and the iron gray giant was finally pulled off the ground, ascended into the air, and gradually passed the tallest mage tower in the winter fort, and was suspended high in the sky——

Rosetta squinted his eyes. The next second, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a white light appearing in the northeast sky. The white light suddenly expanded and brightened, and in the next instant it turned into a torrent of light that penetrated the sky. , Suddenly swept across the sky near the iron gray giant.

Until this moment, a low humming sound came from high above, and there was a sharp noise that made the ears sore.

Typhon soldiers, who have been fighting on this frontline since the beginning of winter, are no strangers to similar sounds. They immediately thought of Cecil’s powerful Austrian mathematical focusing weapon-rainbow, but now it appears in winter. The "Rainbow" above the fortress is much larger than the scale they have seen on the battlefield. It exceeds the caliber of the main gun of the armored train Hongguang, and even exceeds the caliber of the cannon placed on the fixed fortress... It is already a real "torrent" of light.

Rosetta looked at the direction of the beam of light for an instant, and after a very brief astonishment, he realized what it was—the sea!

The eastern sea more than twenty kilometers away! It is impossible to hide such a large-scale weapon in the rolling mountains behind the winter castle. The only possibility is to cross the sea after the mountains!

A completely "dead corner", a direction that would not be considered in traditional combat thinking. No one would regard the eastern sea 20 kilometers away as part of this battlefield, but...the Cecilians see I didn't think so.

...

Outside of land, in the waters east of the Winterhold Defense Line, a large-scale ironclad ship is floating on the calm sea.

Wing-like magic wings spread out from both sides of the iron armored ship, the huge wing surface runes gleamed, the heat sinks on the sides and tail of the ship buzzed, huge amounts of sea water were continuously pumped into the hull, and then again Turned into steam sprayed to the sea.

In front of the ship, on the wide deck stands a huge rainbow cannon so far. The arcane reflection shell that presents an arc shines with the light of metal in the sun, reflecting the crystal and runes in the shell. In between, there was a bright blue energy fire.

"The first shot was inaccurate!" A soldier in a blue combat uniform shouted from the bridge in the middle of the ship, "Naritier has sent calibration data!"

Standing on the high captain's seat in the captain's captain's captain, Byron, wearing the captain's cloak, stared at the real-time view transmitted from the front line, and bit his dangling pipe: "Fuck it again! Don't waste it! So many people on the frontline gave us the opportunity to fight for-as long as the power spine does not explode, let me continue fighting! The Bitter Winter can carry this battle!"

"Yes, sir!"

With his pipe in his mouth, Byron put his hands on the guardrail of the captain's seat, his eyes that had not been well rested for a few days were flushed with blood, but they were shining like fire.

Commanding the main iron-clad ship "Bitter Winter" that has just completed the test, set off from Beigang, bypassing the peninsula and curved coastline of the Holy Dragon Principality, bypassing the Dragon Fjord in the east of Cecil, and bypassing the reefs on the east coast of Typhon. The area and the seaside sentry will eventually reach the predetermined sea area that can directly attack the Winter Fortress. This is a quite challenging voyage, but it is all worthwhile.

Only a large-scale offshore platform can drag the largest rainbow cannon in history to complete this long-distance movement, and only a rough and reliable ocean cooler can meet the heat dissipation needs of this behemoth.

Now, it is time to end all this with the justice brought by the cannon.

It is very challenging to hit a land target dozens of kilometers away from a distant sea ship-even if it is a fixed target-even if the Rainbow Cannon has such a range, it is difficult to achieve this with human aiming. Accuracy, but the calibration calculations and end-adjustment guidance performed by the former "upper narrators" personally made this feat possible.

Inaccuracy in the first launch is just a normal phenomenon, which is nothing. For Bitter Winter, all this has just begun.

...

When the huge beam of light penetrated the sky from a distance for the third time, the iron gray giant finally ended all his struggles.

The waterfall of light rushed, scouring the hollow armor, and the "body of the god" that was on the verge of disintegration was suddenly covered with countless white lines, and the pale brilliance burst out from the inside out. This process lasted approximately Two or three seconds-that was the final stalemate of a **** in front of the mortal group power. Then, the mountain-like body was finally penetrated, his armor was torn apart, and the pure energy beam penetrated his body, Yi Scattered in the air.

A huge explosion occurred over the main peak of Winter Fort. Countless fragments poured down like a torrential rain. In the dusk of the sky, almost the entire Winter Fort area could see the aftermath of the explosion: the fragments looked like a meteor shower. The air waves engulfing the flames formed a ring-shaped shock wave across the sky, spreading layer by layer in the sky, all the clouds were pushed away from their original positions, and the gust of wind swept across the plains and hills.

At this moment, everyone who witnessed all this felt that there was some kind of extremely powerful "thought" as if it was about to descend on them, but before they could experience this feeling carefully, all this disappeared like a dream.

...

A true **** has fallen.

Falling into the main material world, falling into a frontal war with mortals.

This is the biggest "variable" that has occurred in the world since the departure of the sailor.

In the distant Tarrond, the towering upper part of the temple, Enya suddenly narrowed her eyes, and a lingering line of sight was cast toward the mainland of Loren as if she was not under her control.

Above Tarrond, in the real dimension that mortals could not see, the incomparable chaotic dragon covering the entire dragon kingdom also changed instantly. On the surface of his undulating body, countless evil spirits Yi's eyes turned at the same time, and then turned his gaze one by one, toward the direction of Loren Continent.

In the short time of two breaths, all the sights of the "gods" of the dragon race were attracted by this "variable" that shakes the world, whether he wanted it or not, whether he could control it or not, as the **** of Tarrond, he All fell into a brief loss of control due to the fall of another **** in the hands of a mortal, and along with the countless eyes of the dragon of confusion all pointed towards the continent of Loren, an unprecedented event happened:

For the first time in more than one million years, Tarrond completely disappeared from the sight of the Dragon God.

The headquarters of the Supreme Council, the Hall of the Soul Throne, the Dragon Speaker Andal suddenly raised his head, and the countless cables and pipes connected to him flowed in light, and a roar-like voice burst from the throat of the old dragon. :

"Authorization instruction-coming-of-age ceremony.

"Omega, you are free!!"