"The 4 teams of Scorpion-tailed Lion are missing."

"There are more than half of the 12 groups of Scorpion-tailed Lions."

"The 7 groups of the Saint Selected Persons in Zhongjiang Branch lost contact."

"The number of people who have been confirmed to be resurrected in the nearby Church of Life and the Church of Light."

Newspapers were heard one after another next to the communication crystal. The messengers copied the full text of the information on the note, tearing off a page from time to time, and carrying the pages back and forth between the hall inside and outside.

The Imperial Black Army set up a command center in the nearby fortress half an hour ago. As the former fortress city, Einblock certainly had more than one fortress. The fortresses were scattered in different blocks. Over the past thousand years, the city expanded around these fortresses - but the only thing that could be moved was Einblock moving fortress.

The giant steel towers built on the steel beam truss structure are the observation towers of these fortresses, with turrets on them, but the old-fashioned devices were demolished centuries ago - the Oshys even neglected maintenance of mobile fortresses, and others - the commander of the Knights of War and the commander of the 17th Garrison of the Imperial Army, Earl Tanilal, was now on one of these forts, holding up his hands through a telescope to observe the battle situation on the front line.

The clerk on the side handed the warrant and reported: "Three Dragon Knights have arrived, Lord Commander of the Legion."

"Sir Fritz? But we did not ask for assistance from Ravendur."

"It's an emergency response mechanism," replied the clerk. "The Lord Commander, the great alchemist, may something happen."

Tanilal's face turned dark as if it was the sky before the storm. Aiyin Bullock had an accident one after another, and the last time it almost triggered a confrontation between the Dragon Knights. This time it was even more exaggerated, even the mobile fortress that had not moved for centuries was reactivated.

And destroyed energy supply in half of the city.

The last time the General Administration of the Patrol Cavalry took the responsibility. The Imperial Army was not dispatched from beginning to end, but instead received commendation from His Majesty the Emperor. But this time the highest man personally issued a command. If the Imperial Army did not show his heroic performance, then the commander of his legion would probably have been the end.

Now a great alchemist is trapped in it, which triggers the reaction mechanism of three dragon knights at the same time. He can almost foresee the severe reprimand from the imperial capital.

In this direction, he actually didn't need to see the movements of the front line through a telescope. The huge fortress occupied half of the sky of Aiyin Bullock, and was clearly visible at any high point in the entire city. The fortress was slowly retreating to the north of the city, passing through the noble area. The huge stepping was like a tower, raising pieces of smoke and dust.

The Imperial Black Army launched an offensive along different streets, and the giant war structure concentrated firepower to interrupt one of its steps. The tower-like stepping foot collapsed and destroyed an entire block, but it was just a blow to the fortress with six pairs of stepping footing.

The one that really caused damage to the fortress was the Cagalon, the last third-class battleship of the Ayinblock Empire Navy, hitting the middle-level ribs of the fortress with a quarter of an hour ago, and turned into powder with the ship's magic furnace.

The flash caused by the explosion almost darkened the entire sky. The impact storm instantly flattened all blocks from Kingdom Avenue to No. 17. The Imperials had never carried out civilian transfer work, and the explosion caused countless casualties.

The explosion blew the two steps of the fortress and opened a huge hole in the middle area of ​​the fortress platform. However, Ayin Brock is worthy of being an alchemy miracle in which the elves participated in the construction, and even so, it still stands firm.

However, a raging fire ignited from the section cutout, and a pillar of smoke rose into the air.

As for the heavy frigate, the Turtle Dove, which was responsible for providing cover for the Cagalon, was fired in many places by the air combat structure that took off on the Qihai Traveler. The Turtle Dove disintegrated in the air and exploded into a ball of fire.

At this point, the Ayin Block Empire's navy was completely destroyed.

And at this moment, in the Hall of the Holy Kings—

Although the Dragon Knight has arrived, the combat craftsmen of the Oshu people did not give up on the attack, and the chaotic battle continues.

In the midst of chaos, Fang Yu suddenly noticed a shadow sneaking through from the perspective of the light-

He turned in that direction.

In my sight, I happened to see several elite craftsmen from the combat department of the Craftsman Association appearing from there, and those people were shouting:

“Avenge Master Amast!”

Three alien flexibly constructed like Centaur Annihilist jumped out of the blue light curtain generated by the void, and stabbed Princess Brian in the middle of the hall with a spear in her hand.

It's just that they found the wrong opponent.

An exquisitely constructed body is now standing under the towering arch of the Hall of the Holy Kings, and its six-wings shine as brightly as in the golden sunlight. Although it faces its back to the spear stabbed by the Centaur Annihilist - the opposite square pluck can see the scene.

He raised his right hand and turned the component around and avoided the spear tip.

Fang Yum's eyes were calm and his thinking was as fast as lightning...

The next moment, the upper body of the six-winged seraphimony roared almost 180 degrees at an incredibly flexible angle, and grabbed the spear in the hands of the human-horse-constructed body behind him.

The two magic cores popped up near the saddle and brought out a large number of lightning beams. It gathered the lightning into a net and turned into a beam of lightning arrows to stab the former, but the Osshuman immediately widened his eyes.

At this moment, Fang Yu put every loop on the magic glove on his right hand, and every magic core was flashing, and the magic arcs jumped to each other.

The six-winged seraphimony leaped forward as if he had come alive, grabbed the magic core that bounced up behind the centaur's body, and continued to penetrate it back into the slot together with the leaping lightning.

The magic core was crushed to pieces, and a large amount of electric light burst out, spreading down the rear half of the body of the human horse structure, causing it to fall to one side.

The craftsmen of the Oshu people couldn't believe everything they saw. How could anyone control the six-winged seraphite so flexibly? It was not like a flexible structure of a different body, but like a rune doll with an independent soul.

If it weren't for the connection between Fang Zhu's magic gloves and the six-winged seraphim, he would have thought that the huge component was acting independently.

However, the other party was an elite in the combat department after all, and at the last moment he raised his magic gloves in his hand to try to make the Centaur Annihilist break free.

But how could Fang Yu give him this opportunity?

He issued an order, and ordered the other iron arm of the six-winged seraphic angel to grab the back of the neck of the squad, pulled it back, and plunged it heavily to the ground, and the floor of the hall shook slightly.

Even though the Centaur Annihilate has various abilities, he loses room for resistance as soon as he falls to the ground. The Seraph directly grabs the other party and lifts it off the ground, then throws it forward with force, causing the bulky component to crash into another similar body with a huge sound of wind.

The two components fell down at the same time after a loud bang, and together with the craftsmen behind them, they pressed them into meat paste.

On the other side, the lizard prince Tynerek also dealt with the battlefield. Wherever he passed, a flexible wreckage stood in a rugged manner. It was retracting its spear from the chest of a centaur annihilist and pulling out a long magic arc.

As soon as the tall structure lowered its head, the light in its eyes became dimmed.

The short battle made the Aoshu people's craftsmen collapse at once. The combat power of the three people was incredibly high, and the elf princess was even more unstable and rarely appeared in the Aoshu people's vision. However, every time she appeared, she would almost certainly take away the life of a combat craftsman.

What's more, in the chaotic hall, the Oshu people also have other enemies.

From time to time, a fire broke out. In the roar of a huge musket, a magic spark or blood mist exploded on the chest of the component or the Aoshu craftsman on the side. The whole person immediately flew back and fell into the crowd.

The noble daughter held a magic gun in her hand. After firing, she immediately hid in the corridor column beside her and hid in the blind spot of her sight. The craftsman who noticed it was released from the flying clockwork fairy, but she immediately raised her gun in that direction and smashed it to pieces.

Soon, the craftsmen of the Aoshu retreated step by step to the entrance of the hall.

But it was at this moment that the Elf Princess and the Lizard Prince stopped at the same time, and both raised their heads and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

"It's Count Ravendour," Brian Miaoxing put down the longbow in his hand and squinted his eyes, "I fought with him fifteen years ago."

"Is it the Battle of Byrne?" Fang Yu asked.

"Well," the elf princess nodded slightly, and a thrilling light leaping in her eyes, "He had just become a Dragon Knight at that time. I wonder if this guy has made progress after so many years of the Battle of Byrne."

The hall seemed a little quiet, and everyone felt the close stagnation in the air. Under the calm surface of the sea of ​​light, the undercurrent of the ether had already arrived. Even the combat craftsmen of the Oshu stopped, looking a little overwhelmed.

Once ordinary people are involved in a Dragon Knight-level confrontation, they will end up turning into powder.

"I'll stop him," Brian turned around, "Ed, you go to the lower level, the Osseys dare not make big fuss in this city. As long as you protect Ayon Bullock's motivational core, you still have a chance to escape."

Fang Zhu looked at the eclectic princess Evan Quinn, the master of the Bow of the Far Star - the legendary hero of the Battle with Byrne.

This elf princess is not a dragon knight, but the far-star bow in her hand is a magic weapon of the Elf clan of Evan Quinn. She once relied on this to fight against an empire dragon knight in the Battle of Byrne with her own strength. That was her battle of fame.

And the other protagonist of that battle was naturally the person Brian said.

But fifteen years is a long time for mortals who live short, and Sir Fritz Hamilton fifteen years ago is definitely not comparable to today.

Brian smiled, and a little regretful: "It's a pity that old guy Amaste still has Xinghui. I heard that the Oshu people will use some means to delay their great alchemist Xinghui as they age, otherwise the imperial people would have to lose one great alchemist today."

She didn't mind exchanging life with the great alchemist of the Empire. After all, she was young, with abundant starlight, and the elves had a long life. With Amasht's age, life would probably be better in a few days after this battle.

Since she chose to do it, she was certainly prepared to be unavoidable.

The elf princess looked at Tynarek on one side, "Prince Tynarek, you and me stay with you to meet the enemy. Hundreds of years ago, my fellow tribe had seen the warriors of your clan. I wonder if the descendants of the White Crane today are still as brave as their ancestors."

Tenerick did not answer, but nodded silently.

The two of them faced forward, and Fang Yu did not hesitate much when he saw this. Everyone has experienced countless battles, so they naturally understand what the best choice is.

While turning around, he asked in his heart: "Ms. Alessa, how is the damage to the fortress now?"

"The previous impact damaged a backup power core located on the left side of the fortress, and now there are six left. Now three teams have invaded the interior of the fortress, one of which is approaching one of the six power cores."

"But fortunately, the explosion also physically locked the three elevators in that direction, delayed the speed of their attack, and broke through the lower area, destroying all the combat craftsmen of the Oshu people gathered there."

"The bad news is that the power system may reduce efficiency as a result, and the time we leave Ayon Bullock will be delayed."

"How much delay?" Fang Yu asked.

"About an hour," Long Hou warned, "but if the power core is further damaged, our speed will slow down."

Fang Zhu nodded, and when he looked back, he only saw the tall backs of the elf princess and the lizard man warrior in that direction.

Brian was looking at Tynerick on the side and asked curiously: "Are you afraid of the descendants of Gudasok?"

No one can face the power of the Dragon Knight—

Tynerek was no exception, but he replied expressionlessly: "The prophecies of the stars will not go wrong."

Brian rolled his eyes.

The elves and lizard men are the two oldest branches in the world, and are no less than the history of the snake men. Although the Numerlin elves have long since escaped, the Gudasok's lizard men are not actually the first batch.

The elves and the lizards are consistent in some ancient traditions, but one is obsessed with seclusion and independence, while the other is obsessed with the prophecies on the stone slabs. These two points seem somewhat disapproving to the rebellious elf princess.

And on the other side.

Fang Zhu was reaching the elevator and only found that there was an unexpected person here - Friston was looking at him without saying a word, but there was no emotion on his face.

The craftsman president, another shadow of the genius seven hundred years ago, seemed to have become transparent since the beginning. He neither participated in the siege of the Oshus, nor did he stand on their side, just like a bystander.

"President Friston?"

Friston did not answer, but said: "The transmission device of the fortress located in the lower B3 area has been damaged for a long time. It has been dismantled many times over the past two hundred years and has been reused. However, I have left a transmission core privately, which can still be used after I maintain it."

"If you kill Amasht, the Imperial Dragon Knights will not let you go, and this fortress cannot stop them. Then your only chance."
To be continued...