The sun is high

Salem City, this special city that has gone through many hardships, is now struggling to reach the end of its destiny.

Raging flames are flickering and rising in the southern part of Salem City.

This time, these blazing lights derived from magic or weapons have become an important basis for people to pursue life and the future.

In the shrill screams of the descendants of the Dark Abyss, in the last shouts of every warrior who went to death, everyone seemed to have become a tiny tribe in that distant era who lived by the campfire for warmth. people.

The lighting of every fire means the initiation of resistance, and the extinguishing of every flame represents the advancement of those terrifying beings.

And such colors are even more tragic and tragic in the eyes of the magic airship and balloon pilots who came to carry out the bombing mission.

The person responsible for carrying out this "Focus City" mission was the Second Aircraft Regiment from the Kingdom of Deland. In fact, they had only been established for a short time and had not even really participated in large-scale frontal battles. In these When the professional soldiers and military mages boarded the airship, they realized that they had actually taken on such a mission.

The strange darkness surging in Salem City was the main bombing target of their mission, and the flickering fire was the starting point of their bombing.

The bombing will last for four hours. During this period, the powerful crystal bombs created by the two major mage organizations and plateau craftsmen will cover the entire city of Salem. These special crystal bombs will create an astonishing scale and can last for an extremely long time. The power of the magical flames and the area it can affect far exceed those of ordinary magic and weapons.

Under the cover of this kind of fierce flames, not only everything on the ground will be burned, but everything in underground pipes and other spaces will also suffer fatal damage and blows.

"Their first line of defense has collapsed. Are we going to drop a bomb?"

"There are definitely a lot of people who are tangled up in that 'silt', but they can't hold on for long."

"The fire they lit below is our bomb site! Execute the order!"

The officer responsible for decision-making also saw the scene in the city, but he had no choice.

As a professional soldier, he knew that the dedication and death of these warriors must have their due significance.

So as the order was issued, the soldiers on the magic airship and the balloon could only grit their teeth and turn the metal handwheel in front of them, open the bomb drop window, and then slowly remove those terrifying high-power bombs, and when they arrived at the target point, When the time comes, throw it down.

After the ear-piercing whistling sound, there was a deafening roar.

The first powerful bomb successfully landed in the surging wave of Dark Abyss descendants, and the dazzling light immediately burst out from the flowing black color. The magic explosion and terrifying impact that far exceeded the ordinary crystal shells occurred in an instant. A void was created within these ancient creations.

Then, more powerful bombs fell, and the sound of explosions was heard endlessly. Even the powerful ceremonial ground that blocked the surrounding area of ​​Salem City shone with chaotic light amid the continuous vibrations.

The descendants of An Yuan fell into a brief period of chaos and confusion.

They have indeed taken away a lot of memories from the residents of Salem City, but among these memories, there is little information related to magic airships and bombings. They have no idea about this new way of fighting that has been born in a short period of time. , and was extremely frightened by the explosives that were dropped recklessly.

The advancing tide of chaos began to slow down severely. A large number of individual descendants who dispersed to launch an attack perished on the spot under the blazing flames. Many large descendant agglomerates were turned into debris and debris with the violent magic explosion. Broken pieces.

Facing those monsters that luckily escaped the first round of bombings and still tried to approach him, the mage of the Law Committee staggered up with the dragon tooth card hanging on his waist and the magic book in his hand. He could no longer hear, and there was even more pain in his nostrils. There is a constant flow of blood low.

However, looking at the twisted shapes struggling in the flames in front of him, he showed an unprecedented warm smile.

As for his companions, the player who particularly liked the "Northern Deck" had completely disappeared in the sweeping flames. Several damaged Dragon Fang cards fell into the air, and an indistinguishable body fell on the ground. In the flames, that was his last trace.

"Praise the flames, praise Van En, praise the goddess Mel!"

However, the mage was not sad. He shouted with his completely deformed voice, and then waved his arms vigorously, throwing the scattered magic book pages and his favorite playing cards into the air. With this action, the rioting magic power spontaneously Those pages burst out, and in the shock caused by the bombing, the war rituals buried in the streets were immediately launched.

The mages and their Dragon Fang Cards were swallowed up by the surging magic light.

The airship crews who were performing bombing missions saw that in the firelight generated by the bombing, a particularly conspicuous blue straight line quickly opened at the edge of the southern city, and all the monsters trying to escape from the flames and continued to move forward. , all collapsed on the spot in this strange magical light.

Not only that, after the initial violent war magic took effect, those destructive blue rays of light still remained on the ground, and countless complicated magic lines continued to flicker in these rays of light. Together with the surging flames, they continued to This harmed the heirs of An Yuan who were trying to continue their march.

"This time, they bought themselves a lot of time."

On the airship, the officer who saw the bright light of war magic sighed, but before he could finish speaking, the observer on the side made a discovery. He pointed towards a certain location in Salem City, and his voice sounded a little... Transformation: "Then...what is that?"

At the same time, members of other airships also discovered abnormalities.

The giant crystal lamp installed on the airship was turned on, and a bright light was projected towards the target location.

Under the bright light, a scalp-numbing scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

Just where the lights converged, a huge hill made of those sticky monsters suddenly appeared. Its height seemed to be only a little lower than the city wall of Salem City, but around it, there were still Black shadows are constantly gathering, as if there is some kind of treasure here that can attract them.

Looking at the huge shadow that was constantly surging, the officer on the airship felt that his heartbeat was constantly accelerating, and his mouth was even more bitter. He asked dryly: "Where is that place?"

"Judging from the map, that's where the Salem City Legal Committee branch is located!"

Hearing these words, the officer raised his hand and tugged on his collar, and then he ordered to the soldiers beside him: "Notify everyone to replace the ammunition after the third round of bombing... I now think that Jiao Cheng Strategy is indeed necessary, these monsters must not escape from Salem City! We need to completely incinerate them here!"

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At this delicate point in time, Salem City is not the only one facing a life-and-death crisis.

In fact, for those few soldiers who stayed in the Great Rift camp and insisted on making the final records, death seemed to be close at hand.

There is no magic power in their bodies, so the strange power emanating from the depths of the cracks does not have a strong impact on them. However, as time goes by and the intensity of magic power in the environment further increases, these brave soldiers finally begin to appear. All kinds of symptoms.

Tinnitus, dizziness, vomiting...

In severe cases, nosebleeds may even begin and one's teeth may feel loose...

But even so, they still stick to their work - up to this time, the observation and recording of the cracks are still ongoing. The soldiers take turns using instruments or naked eyes to observe the changes taking place inside and around the cracks, and will These changes are recorded and transmitted to the rear through preset communication secrets.

The room where the communication secrets are stored is already the only "pure land" in this camp.

In order to ensure that the secret ritual is not affected by the magical power of the mutation, before the evacuation, the emergency committee specially set up a large number of protective rituals near the secret ritual to ensure its stability. This makes the chaotic magic power become relatively stable after these protective rituals. Stable, and such an environment can also allow the soldiers who are taking turns to take a breath.

After another earthquake, the terrible crack became even bigger. The camp buildings that were originally quite a distance from the edge of the crack had been completely swallowed up by it. After nightfall, the soldiers could clearly see Eerie lights emerging from the ground and psychedelic mist.

Now, the so-called "tremor" no longer needs mages to feel it.

As ordinary people who have never been exposed to magic, as long as the soldiers calm down, they can clearly feel a strange force acting on their minds and spirits. Some even feel that the entire ground is constantly vibrating at a certain frequency. .

After midnight, the rugged hilly land and the surrounding areas experienced another violent earthquake. This time, most of the crack camp completely disappeared, and the soldiers also saw an even more jaw-dropping scene.

In the exposed underground world, they saw a dazzling light, as if there was another sun hidden under the ground.

However, this light is not warm. On the contrary, it is constantly taking away the surrounding temperature.

The liquid began to freeze, and white frost appeared on the eyelashes of the soldiers. They had to wrap their bodies in thicker clothes to continue their work.

As time goes by and the ground trembles, the light seems to be getting closer to the surface. Its light is not constant. At certain moments, it will become dim. At this time, the soldiers They could observe it with the naked eye, and this behavior gave them a more violent impact.

Some people saw that deep in the crack, in the light that seemed to be constantly "rising", there were many shadows - some of them seemed to be humans, some seemed to be other animals, and some There are some weird existences that are simply indescribable.

And these shadows with strange luster are not constant, they change every moment, just like various aquatic creatures swimming in a huge body of water.

The soldiers who saw this strange scene were not able to convey the message personally, because just as they were observing these shadows with fear, the light at the bottom of the abyss flickered again, and they were blinded on the spot. Under the rioting magic Under the influence, the eyes of the two soldiers were severely distorted. Just like those mages who returned from the underground, their eyes turned into crystal clear magic crystals.

In pain, they insisted on retelling everything they saw. After that, both of them fell into a long silence. Their bodies began to change little by little, just like those who had turned into humanoid crystals before. The same as the survivors, and when they were completely transformed into magic crystals, the ancient patterns that Wei Lin had successfully identified emerged from the depths of their crystal bodies.

And the meaning represented by these lines is also the chilling cry and advice.

"Run!"

However, for the soldiers who stayed here, such advice no longer made any sense.

As time went by, everyone discovered that their bodies began to show varying degrees of pathology. Even if they had always stayed under the protection of the protective ritual and tried their best to avoid being exposed to that kind of light, this mutation had not Still intensifying.

All relevant information was conveyed through the secret ceremony, and this process lasted for another two hours.

However, there are fewer and fewer people who can write messages and manipulate the secret ritual in a normal state. The cracks are still widening, and there are more and more humanoid crystals in the camp. After faithfully completing the last record, the last person in the camp An elf soldier who could barely move used the secret ritual to say goodbye to the scholars at the rear. Then he ended his work, dragged his arm that had grown crystal fragments out of the room, and left the protective rituals that were on the verge of collapse. field.

It was still a long time before dawn.

But the light emerging from the ground was too bright, which gave him the illusion that he was in daylight.

Now, what he faced was no longer the so-called "crack", but an extremely wide and huge rift valley. The deformation and collapse of the rugged hilly land were still continuing. As a resident of the plateau, this man The elf soldier from the plateau has a deep affection for the mountains and hills, but now he feels that he can even hear the cry of the earth as it is torn apart.

Or was that actually a cry from Van En?

He didn't know, he only knew that his body was changing bit by bit in the dazzling light, so he sat alone in the open space and tried to raise his head.

Although that was a luxury, he still wanted to see the bright sun again.