Sword of Dawn

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"The will to protect...is very strong," Veronica murmured to herself in a low voice, her fingers stirred a ray of holy light beside her as if she was touching something tangible. Non-Holy Light believers are also receiving equal protection...

"Will human beings' desire to survive exceed the constraints planned by the field of belief at this moment...

"People are really guiding the Holy Light..."

Veronica raised her head and looked at another section of the city wall not far away.

The new King Ansu, who was just crowned yesterday, stood upright behind the wall. He held the king's sword with both hands, and his armor with intricate golden patterns shone in the sun. The royal cloak with golden patterns on a blue background was behind him. Swaying slightly, while the king's golden crown is still worn on his head, heavy and solemn.

This is a very eye-catching outfit on any occasion. From a practical point of view, wearing such a bright armor on the battlefield can only quickly make you a target of the enemy, but here, only eye-catching enough to defend the city Only the best soldiers can see clearly where the king is and maintain high morale.

Whether it's the coronation of a new king, or reinforcement intelligence, or the strong control of the nobles by the Knights, the fighting spirit and unity brought by all these methods are temporary. This is an isolated city under siege, and there are endless enemies outside. Endless, no matter how tough the iron will is, it will be continuously consumed in this trapped situation, so the king must stand on the city wall in order to prolong this "temporary" as long as possible.

A gust of wind sounded, and Baldwin Franklin landed beside Welsh Moen with his flying technique: "Your Majesty, the shield of the western city wall has been recharged, and the wall is self-repairing, and the defense line has temporarily stabilized."

Wales nodded slightly: "How about the casualties?"

"320 soldiers were injured and 27 died on the spot, but the priests arrived in time, and the casualties did not expand further."

"What about the Western Wall?"

"Still intact, the shield blocks the most powerful blow."

The so-called west wall barrier refers to the defensive structure formed by including a part of the main city wall extending forward from the west section, plus the entire west side "Weibao", and the corresponding east wall barrier.These two barrier structures are San Sunil's greatest reliance in the face of attacks from the Plain of the Holy Spirit.

Wales breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back from the direction of the plain: "Keep this situation, and we will be able to hold on."

"But we will exhaust the energy of the mage tower on the fifth or sixth day, and the large shield will also be on the verge of its limit. After that, we can only use human life to resist."

"Seven hundred years ago, our ancestors used human lives to fight down this place, and there is nothing wrong with using human lives to defend it now."

Duke Baldwin's eyes stayed on Welsh's face for a long time, and finally said softly: "Your Majesty, almost everyone can't really see you clearly."

Wales didn't look back, but said quietly: "Actually, their judgment was right."

After two seconds of silence, Bedwin let out a vague sigh, and continued: "Your Majesty, if everything goes as planned, Duke Gawain Cecil's army will arrive in seven days. No matter how they are If it is done, this army has the power to kill these monsters, and has the ability to quell this disaster."

"I know."

"...So, it seems that this is also in your plan."

The city wall fell into a wordless silence for a while, only the shouts of killing in the distance and the whistling and explosions passing through the air one after another. After a whole few minutes, the voice of Duke Baldwin broke the silence: "Your Majesty, everything Prepare for the worst, if reinforcements don't arrive in seven days, are you ready?"

"Of course," Wales said calmly, "my name is Moen."

"Then Franklin is with you."

……

The dazzling stream of light formed by the "Calibrator" light beam gradually dissipated, and only a distorted trajectory remained in the air, showing that the terrible torrent had existed before. After the clusters of crystal clusters on the river bank that might threaten the armored cargo ship were eliminated, The entire fleet began to accelerate again, and quickly continued to move towards the north bank of the Gorgon River.

On the Pioneer, a huge armored griffin landed smoothly on the wide deck. A female griffin rider turned over and jumped off the mount. After handing over her partner to the supporting soldiers, the female knight walked not far away bridge.

A few minutes later, Amber came to Gao Wen's side:

"The Griffon Knight has observed signs of large-scale battles far to the north. It is located on the west bank of the Gorgon River. It seems that someone is organizing to block the river bank to prevent crystal clusters from crossing the river—judging from the magical reaction, the party that blocked the river bank did not at a disadvantage."

"It seems that the royal capital is not completely paralyzed...at least they still have the power to seal off a part of the Gorgon River to prevent the spread of pollution," Gawain nodded slightly, and said with some relief, "it should be Duke Franklin's." The Western Territory Legion has arrived—the combat power of the Western Territory Legion is not as good as that of the Eastern and Northern Territories, but at least it is also one of the Legions of the National Defense, and it is still possible to block a river bank."

Amber also nodded: "In this way, we don't have to worry too much about the pollution of crossing the river for the time being, and we can get to the north earlier..."

She was halfway through speaking when she saw an officer of the Military Intelligence Bureau rushing over. The operator had a strange expression on his face, and he was still holding a piece of information that had just been transcribed tightly in his hand.

Amber took the information, glanced at it hastily, and handed it to Gao Wen with surprise:

"Two major pieces of information.

"First, it may be because the fleet is approaching the intact relay station in the north. We have just resumed communication with the San Sunil liaison station. Although the signal is unstable, we can barely communicate.

"Second, Wales Morene is crowned."

Chapter 0637

This is indeed big news.

Gao Wen sat there quietly, without much emotional fluctuation on his quiet face, but he was obviously lost in thought, while Victoria, who was standing beside him, subconsciously asked Amber for confirmation: "Wales has been crowned? Is the news reliable?"

"The news is reliable - our intelligence personnel in San Sunil City have been maintaining operations, and they are much more reliable than your Royal Shadow Guards in this regard." Amber glanced at Victoria, "The details are not clear yet, However, it can be confirmed that the coronation of the new king has temporarily stabilized the situation in the capital. At present, all the knights and corps of Saint-Sunil have pledged allegiance to the king. Settle down. All in all, the situation in the capital is improving—although it is only temporarily."

Gao Wen nodded while listening, and then looked at Victoria: "You said you know Wales, so did you expect this step?"

"This..." Victoria hesitated for a moment, then slowly shook her head, "This is beyond my expectations."

"Actually, I guessed a little bit," Gawain exhaled softly, "Saint-Sunil is a quagmire. You and I both know the code of conduct of those nobles. Even if news of reinforcements is sent to the city, they will still Different minds - there are not many options for Wales and Baldwin to control the situation."

"Is it……"

Victoria said softly, that face that seemed to be covered with a layer of frost forever concealed all her inner thoughts. No one knew what the Grand Duke of Ice was thinking at the moment, but everyone knew one thing clearly, the crowned king at this moment , has been placed on the cusp ahead of time, and the regent duke system that lasted for a century in Ansu has come to an end with this coronation.

Gawain didn't speak any more, just closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes to rest his mind, but deep down in his mind, he recalled last year before the start of the grand wall project, the deputy head of the Royal Knights Cohen Luo Len's visit.

……

The coronation of the new king stabilized the crumbling defense line of the capital, and also stabilized the order in the city that was about to collapse. It can get worse day by day, this is an unchangeable trend.

The number of monsters is huge, seemingly endless, but the number of soldiers guarding the city is decreasing every day; monsters are tireless and fearless of death, but human will will continue to wear down; monsters don't worry about supplies or any loss, but Sansuni The supply of all materials in Seoul City is limited, and its shields and walls are not the palace of the legendary God of War, which can stand forever in the war——

On the fourth day, the attack of the crystal cluster giants suddenly intensified. An army of monsters wandering from the southeast of the Holy Spirit Plain was attracted by the front line and began to attack the eastern city wall of San Sunil. This unexpected impact almost broke the eastern wall The defense on the barrier, after a bloody battle, the knights and royal mages finally repelled the enemy's attack, but the price was that thousands of people were directly killed in a battle.

The corpses lifted from the city wall were not sent into the inner city, but burned directly at the foot of the city wall in the outer city. The thick smoke and pungent smell lingered in the outer city for a whole day, even overshadowing the "Trout Street" The famous taste that lasts all year round.

In a residential house near the fence in the inner city, a tall, thin man with a headscarf opened the door and walked into the house. He took off his coat and hung it on a hook on the wall, and raised his eyelids to look at the nearby table The companion behind: "The reserve team has been sent to the city wall. It is said that the shield is becoming more and more unstable. The attacks of those monsters often penetrate the shield and land on the city wall."

The tall and thin man's companion is a middle-aged man with a yellow face, thick hands and feet, and messy hair and beard. He is currently scratching his hair while fiddling with the machine on the table. Talent raised his head: "Director Amber sent information that they are approaching the river mouth near the corridor in the valley, and fought against the monsters there."

"...It's better to have definite news than anything else," the tall and thin man breathed out softly, "These days are really difficult."

The middle-aged man with thick hands and feet nodded in agreement, but before he could speak, a holy, fanatical aura that suddenly spread from the direction of the street interrupted their conversation.

The tall and thin man quickly approached the nearby window panels, and his eyes stuck to the gaps in the window panels. He saw a group of knights in white armor and white robes striding towards the city wall. A person's face is tattooed with tattoos full of sacred words and symbolic runes. The holy light visible to the naked eye shrouds the heads and shoulders of these knights. There is a certain fanatical expression on their faces, as if the next moment is not about to rush to escape from death The battlefield, but to go to the eternal kingdom of God.

The tall and thin man walked away from the window and said to his companion, "It's a knight from the Crusaders...with tattoos all over his face."

"The Pope's inner court guard... now even the reserve team of the Church of the Holy Light is on board," the middle-aged man with thick hands and feet said in a deep voice, "It seems that their life is not easy."

……

Holy Light Cathedral, on a tall tower, Veronica stood in front of the window, watching the devout Holy Light Knights rushing to the battlefield led by two battle bishops, and sighed slightly.

In her field of vision, those devout and fanatical Holy Light Knights and the two bishops who led them to the city wall were all burning holy light torches. Although they were holy and bright, they were no longer human beings.

She left the window and looked back at another holy light torch standing beside her: "Sandy, go to the Great Hall of Light."

The priestess named Sandy immediately said: "You still need to rest, your loss in the last battle was too great."

Veronica shook her head: "When fighting for the Lord, a little fatigue is nothing."

In her field of vision, the holy light torch named "Sandy" immediately brightened, and she made a voice of approval: "You are right, let's go to the Great Hall of Light."

In the great hall of light, the holy light is shrouded, and the faint sound of holy and ethereal echoes endlessly in the air.

Pope St. Ivan III left his holy seat at this moment. This powerful Holy Light held the platinum scepter that symbolized the spokesperson of the gods. Although his extremely old body was bent, he still stood unwaveringly in the hall In the center, the holy light from the sky shrouded his head, condensing the illusion like a door, and around the Pope, the archbishops who were qualified to enter the Great Hall of Light were surrounding him.

The bishops were holding a special prayer ceremony. With their eyes lowered, they piously called for the response of the God of Holy Light. No one in the audience opened their mouths, but there were layers of prayers echoing continuously, and this All the prayers point to the door that gathers above St. Ivan III. During this continuous prayer, St. Ivan III closed his eyes slightly, and pretended to be listening—he was in the chaotic and low Listening carefully and distinguishing carefully in the murmur, accepting the oracle from the God of Holy Light.

After the first prayer ceremony, Saint Ivan III opened his eyes slightly and saw Veronica standing in front of him.

The "Saint Princess" entered the Great Hall of Light in the middle of the ceremony, but did not interrupt the ceremony, but waited quietly until now.

Saint Ivan III spoke gently, with a strange resonance in his voice: "Veronica, the most devout child of the Lord, you are here."

Veronica lowered her head slightly, and did not stare directly at the Pope as usual: "Your Majesty, I have come to listen to God's will."

St. Ivan III nodded lightly, and a complex expression of excitement and solemnity appeared on the old face: "The power of evil is pressing on every step, the holy warriors sacrificed in large numbers, and the suffering people are praying for the Holy Spirit!" Blessed by the light, the God of Holy Light can no longer bear to see this continue, He ordered me to prepare for the coming and resist the darkest moment."

After finishing speaking, the old pope paused, with a trace of compassion in his tone: "Mortals still need protection and guidance after all..."

Veronica bowed her head reverently, and after two seconds of silence, she said softly: "...Ah, that's true."

St. Ivan III smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "During the Advent Ceremony, the Great Hall of Light will be completely closed, and all lower-level priests and priests will not be allowed to enter. Veronica, you are the most devout child of the Lord, and you are the one who communicates with the gods and the gods." The bridge of mortals, you are responsible for guarding the gate until the crisis is resolved."

Veronica kept her head down, and said gently and respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty."

……

In the depths of the endless ocean, beyond the blockade of storms and chaotic magic fields, on the "Io Continent" ruled by sea monsters, a huge facility is gradually taking shape.

This place is located in the eastern part of the Stranded Area of ​​the Kraken King City "Antaveen". The wide and flat platform is facing the towering alloy wall of Antaveen. It is big enough to accommodate tens of thousands of sea monsters (mermaid form with a smaller footprint or sea snake form with a denser disk), and in the center of the square, construction machinery is combining a large number of alloy frames, machinery and equipment, and building materials into a data center. [-] meter high tower.

The tower has already begun to take shape. It seems to be surrounded by several layers of large and small shells. The streamlined architectural structure has a unique beauty from the deep sea. The sea-blue decorative lines are well-defined and divide the tower into three sections. The main structure, its base is thick and low, the tower body is tall and straight, and the topmost layer is a large sphere suspended in mid-air—the sphere is filled with undulating water light, as if it is formed by the condensation of pure water, but It held its shape miraculously, showing no signs of disintegration.

The deep-water technicians are busy around the tower, installing auxiliary equipment or debugging the various systems that are ready, while a woman wearing a sea blue dress with a graceful and luxurious temperament and a snake tail on her lower body is "standing" near the square On a huge boulder, watching the tower under construction.

A serpent-tailed female officer holding a trident climbed up the boulder and bent down in front of the siren queen Petiya: "Your Majesty, the elemental jumping tower can be ready within 24 hours, and then we only need to wait for the western continent to launch a new plan." Come to accurately locate the signal."

"Very good—everyone has worked hard."

"This is our responsibility," said the female officer, "but...building and activating the elemental jump tower is expensive, and we have paid for a chance to ignite the reactor."

It doesn't matter anyway—Petiya wanted to say that, but it seemed inappropriate for the queen to say this directly.

"The arcane energy extraction technology passed back by Tyr is enough to compensate for this loss," the Siren Queen said softly after a short thought, "not to mention that we may harvest a large amount of additional energy substances."

"...Yes, we have connected the energy pipeline of the energy storage unit here, and the equipment related to transformation, purification, and extraction has also been prepared, but whether the new food Till mentioned meets the standard has yet to be verified. "

"It's okay, even if it can't be used to recharge the spaceship, at least it can be used to eat," Perthia is very open-or rather, the sea monsters have always been very open-minded, "It will make us more adaptable to this The world environment is also good."

While talking, she turned her eyes to the distance again, watching another group of deep-water technicians manipulating construction machinery to install various protective equipment around the square, she said unhurriedly: "This time, in addition to paying attention to the dining order, Sisters have to be careful and safe, after all... the little biscuit this time is alive. The big squid that becomes active occasionally is hard to deal with, and the living little biscuit should be the same."

Chapter 0638 The Last Wall

Day [-].

The crystal cluster giants are still coming like a tide, the monsters from the Holy Spirit Plain seem to be in a steady stream, and the power of people... is already on the verge of limit.

The arcane energy gathered into rounds of lightning storms, and the destructive force was constantly licking the crumbling energy barrier of the San Sunil shield. An extremely disturbing low howling sound echoed throughout the shield. It reverberated inside, as if thousands of people were roaring, and as if a gap leading to the abyss was not being broken in the depths of the earth—the once complete barrier was actually riddled with holes, and large pieces of fragmented noise Spots covered the sky above the city, and those noise spots and the screams filling the shield all reminded the guards of the city that the shield was about to disintegrate.

The overactive magic power is accumulating above the plain, and it has begun to affect the sky. It should be summer, but the whole city is swept by gusts of cold wind. Flying wildly in the gust of wind, under the king's banner, scarred and exhausted knights and soldiers were trapped next to the catapults and large ballistas, trapped behind the wall, looking down with a kind of numb tenacity plain.

The stone bullets and giant crossbow bolts used to defend the city are still piled up on the city walls, but less than one-third of the ballista and trebuchets are still fighting-because the magicians who applied magical effects to the ammunition have exhausted their mana.

Mana is something that is more likely to be exhausted than physical strength, and it is also a factor that is more easily affected by the environment. A mage must be in a relatively stable environment to recover quickly. However, at this moment, the entire city of Saint-Sunil is shrouded in a turbulent magic field. It means that the human spirit is not a machine after all, and it is impossible to meditate smoothly in such a magical environment.The Wang family mages did their best to maintain the firepower of the defense line, but as this fierce battle beyond human imagination continued day by day, more and more middle and low-level mages temporarily lost the ability to continue to control magic power, and these mages His exit is the beginning of the inevitable collapse of the entire defense line.

Without the assistance of a battle mage, conventional stone bullets and crossbow bolts have little effect on those cluster giants.

Wales was wearing a patterned armor that had been stained with a lot of blood and had a lot of scars. He carried the King's Sword and walked slowly across the southern city wall. The cold wind shuttled between the shield and the city wall, rolling behind him. cloak and forehead hair.

He walked through a section of the city wall that had just undergone fierce battles—the shield of this section was once pierced, and the powerful arcane arc shattered large pieces of stone bricks, leaving groups of scorched black remnants on the ground. The soldiers and mages urgently re-strengthened the ground here, repaired the trebuchets here, and the new soldiers replaced the previous team that was all killed in battle, and continued to stand here.

A knight in broken armor was leaning against a nearby wall stack, and the emblem of the Royal Knights could still be vaguely seen on his breastplate. He raised his head slightly, his face covered in blood, motionless, as if he had been dead for a long time.

Wales really thought that the knight was killed in battle, but when the horn sounded in the distance and the monster hit the barrier again, the blood-stained knight turned over instantly, rushed to the nearest trebuchet, and began to command the soldiers to launch a counterattack.

The new king looked at all this and said nothing. He walked on, inspecting the walls he had sworn to hold.

Another frightening whistling sound resounded from the shield, and the entire city of Saint-Sunil shook violently as if shrouded in a big bell.

A moment later, the wind rang, and Baldwin Franklin, who was wearing the Arcane Eye robe, landed beside Wales under the wind, and said quickly, "Your Majesty, the shield node in the southern district has just been burned."

"I heard that whistling..." Wales said quietly. "How long will it last?"

Duke Baldwin raised his hand and pointed to the rapidly spreading noise above the capital: "...it has already begun to collapse."

The great shield of San Sunil is collapsing - it has been under pressure far beyond the design threshold in the past few days. At this moment, all nodes have been partially or completely destroyed, and what is even more deadly is the magic power core in the underground of the capital. It has been unable to provide enough energy, and the lack of energy is triggering a chain reaction of shield decomposition, causing its nodes to be devoured and melted one by one by the magical power of backlash.

Someone on the city wall also noticed the collapsing big shield, but no one left the line of defense. Wales just watched the scene of the big shield disintegrating calmly, and said softly after a few seconds: "We should listen to the Grand Duke Victoria. Suggestion, expand the magic net and connect it with the big shield."

"Too many people have doubts about Cecil's technology. Now, it's time to accept the price."

Wales didn't speak, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the Holy Light Cathedral.

A majestic brilliance is erupting from the top of that ancient cathedral, filled with an endless solemn and vast aura.

It was expected that the large shield could not hold on to the arrival of reinforcements, but after the shield collapsed and before the gap was filled with human life, Saint-Sunil still had the last layer of the city wall to resist.

"The divine power has been entrenched in this royal capital for so many years, and it is time to fulfill their duties."

The god descending ceremony has reached the final critical stage, and the Great Light Hall has become a sea of ​​holy light.

The cloud top of the holy light floating on the top of the hall all the year round fell to the ground, just like the legendary divine vision before the coming of the kingdom of heaven. In the infiltration of the cloud top of the holy light, every pillar and every sculpture of the Great Light Hall seemed to be wrapped in a A crystal-like shell made the "Light Forged City" described in the sacred books come to the world. In this ocean filled with holy light, bishops wearing luxurious cassocks and crowns are piously praising the Holy Spirit. The power of the God of Light, the layers of prayers surged along with the sea of ​​holy light clouds in the hall, and they continued to gather towards the Pope standing in the center of the hall——

St. Ivan III stood there, holding the platinum scepter symbolizing divine power. He raised the hand holding the scepter high, and hit the scepter heavily on the ground for the first time:

"Blessed be the name of the Lord, may your will be enforced on the earth, so that the earth may be bathed in grace, and all beings may be sheltered and forgiven!"