Minmeer was silently looking at the spire. The style of the spire is very different from the present and every era since its establishment. The Snake Man is using their most unique aesthetic to shape everything here.

Therefore, the snake-shaped tower stands here, and the snake scales coiled on it look extremely beautiful, but the open fangs appear cold, and the entire spire is filled with a breath of madness, evil and death.

Minmeer turned around and said to the others around him: "Do you believe this fairy tale told by the Empire?"

He asked about the others of Prometheus, and as he expected, some of the people who came with him survived. Some of them received the message he left and came to meet him.

Not many people survived, but enough. More people have returned to the resurrection statue, and the mooring ground is being invaded by the Naga clan. As for what will happen to those people, it actually has little to do with him.

Everyone was confused when they heard this. "Boss, we were originally here for the obelisk. Shouldn't we be involved in these meaningless disputes?"

Meaningless? Minmil looked at his mission, like a lighthouse in the lonely sea, and that mission still stayed there, letting the heavy rain and wind linger outside, but it didn't hurt the slightest. How can we calm the storm and save the Beilu?

The four words of saving Beilu were shaking in his eyes, making his eyelids twitch.

Minmeer stretched out his index finger tips, and a drop of gray blood flew out from his fingertips, struggling away from the constraints from the earth, and flew towards the spire not far away, like a beam of silver light, splitting the surging black mist.

Isa watched this scene not far away and nodded. He was originally worried that the Silver Level from Prometheus would destroy the plan, but the other party spoke better than he thought. Minmeer might have other intentions, but he didn't mind.

Isa turned around and said, "There are two more. There are actually seven spires here, symbolizing the seven thrones of the Cinsas era; but we only need to destroy four of them, one of which has been damaged, plus this one-"

Rudne rarely spoke: "I don't believe him."

Isa was stunned. He knew that the silent old guy actually didn't believe anyone. "Prometheus was also in the league."

"The alliance can govern the guilds of subordinates, but the guilds of subordinates may not govern everyone. People's hearts are like an abyss, Isa."

"But we can't exclude him."

Isa looked back at the spire.

The gray world is moving with the water droplets, like a world reflected in a mirror. The water droplets finally pass through the mirror, hit the spire, and stir up a layer of ripples on the mirror, and silver ripples rippled in circles.

"I want to see, what secret is hidden under this storm?" Minmill said nothing, a layer of evil thoughts invaded his thoughts, and the vicious and cold thoughts penetrated into his mind. He remembered the prompt and calmed down and let the thoughts pass through his shallow consciousness.

The cold breath really dissipated quickly.

Minmeer broke out in a cold sweat.

The feeling was as if it was only watched by a god, a substantial gaze had stopped on him, and then he looked away. He had felt the same momentum in Narsuyan, and the two were almost the same.

"Can this hell thing really help?"

Although Duke Perrit told them this, Minmeer did not trust the other party in his heart.

He heard a few screams, and raised his head to find that there had been a visible change on the spire. The place where the gray water droplets hit began to melt, creating a crack, which extended to the bottom of the tower and opened a deep valley along the ground.

The deep valley is like a gray door, and behind it is a world like a mirror and water.

Minmeer looked at the world, and the mountains of gold and silver were not allowed to care about him. What he cared about was the hall like an alchemy workshop, full of all kinds of vessels.

"The treasure house of the Pirate King!" people couldn't help but cry.

It's really here?

But Minmeer saw some strange scenes in the mirror.

It was a city standing in the lonely sea. After experiencing dark wind and rain, in order to compete for something, humans and Naga fought here, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The strong wind and huge waves rising from the sea of ​​space at that time are just like today. The storm has covered the entire northern border. A fleet of sword-holding houses is anchored here. The soldiers of the empire resisted the invasion of the Naga clan, but to no avail.

At the most critical moment of the war, a seal was artificially triggered, and the black wave swept across the entire city, turning the battlefield into tombs, and turning the warring sides into bones, freezing the long time here.

Then he saw a dazzling gem.

An jadeite, a world sealed in it, the ether that flows through it, the interweaving storms, and the nodes formed in it.

Minmeer suddenly woke up and suddenly realized what he had seen.

Over the past twenty years, legends about the northern border emerged from his heart, and he also heard of those bizarre stories, but just like everyone who entered the Star Gate and did not experience all this personally, it is difficult to tell the truth.

Empire, fleet, seal and disappearing city, betrayal, pirate king, last...

"It's the ether node that Andreus lost."

Minmeer's eyes were shaken and she couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"Ether node...Ether node...So it's such an ether node..."

It turns out that this thing is here—

The ancient trees that were spreading and growing in the heavy rain pierced into the sky, and life had already been lost in the pale trunks; while the sentry holding an axe looked back and saw nothing but the guards surging out of the courtyard.

But the torrential rain fell in the sky and connected it to the ground, but the ancient convergence of the ether was no longer here. It was lost ten years ago, twenty years ago, after the dark fleet sailed out of the port-

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The waves hit the cornerstone of the city and eroded the traces of civilization. The settlements disappeared one by one. Some people ignored it, but some people also rose up to resist. They raised their sails, hung their gray flags, and walked on the terrifying waves with different faces.

Under the gray wall.

Seneff was looking up at the symbol for a moment, and put his hand on the cold stone foundation. The gray stone slabs made a low buzzing sound, retreating to both sides, like a separate wave, like a separate sea.

The stone wall formed a wide passage in front of the four people.

Tianlan looked at all this in a daze-sighted manner-she wanted to know how to do this? Is this also the power of alchemy?

But Adni shook his head, "It came from before time, the invitation from the Snake Man of Cinthus to future generations, and before he arrived, it was already like this. There were some invisible things sealed underneath, and I came for it."

"But I..." Tianlan said, "I seem to have seen that symbol there."

She said firmly.

...

Minmeer suddenly opened his eyes, and he finally remembered what the past was, rumors about Otrick, about the port, about everything in the seal.

He looked at the people around him, at the knights in the Sword-holding Court, and roared angrily: "Don't go over!"

He turned his head, his angrily gaze as if he was about to burn the space, and finally frozen it on Duke Perrit there, but the Duke just looked at everyone indifferently from afar, and then nodded.

"You..."

A huge eyeball appeared inside the door, it swayed left and right with a heart-pounding sway, and then disappeared, and a claw stretched out from behind the door, interrupting Minmeer's second half of the swearing words.

It swept through with unparalleled power, dragging all those who were becoming terrified and wanting to escape, along with the knights who were retreating one after another, and Prometheus's men into the claws, and dragging everything back into the door in Minmeer's frightened and angry eyes—

"you--!"

Minmeer turned around and looked at the Duke.

He reached out to the other party.

The gray world emerged from behind Minmeer, and a giant gray hand that stretched out from the space and came straight for Duke Perrit. The giant hand grabbed the Duke in a burst of exclamations, but only the Duke himself was unmoved.

He quietly watched the hand coming to him, frozen at a distance less than a few inches away from him—

The duke stretched out his hand and gently bounced it, and the gray world collapsed, like a huge mirror, shattered, and the arms of "Narsujin" disappeared invisible like sand and gravel in the wind.

The huge claws had once again poked out from behind the door, and this time they grabbed Minmeer in the air.

Minmeer seemed to have not seen this scene, and only looked at Duke Perrit with cold eyes for a moment, "I remember you."

"This is the imperial plan." The Duke replied.

"Good plan for an empire."

Minmeer sneered, six slender and dark fingers wrapped around him, but at that moment, a dazzling green light appeared on his palm. At that moment, Duke Perrit's expression finally changed, his eyes shook violently, staring at this scene-

"Cang Zhihui?"

"Sir Duke, we—there will be a date later."

Minmeer paused word by word, turned around and penetrated the flames in his hand into the monster's claws.

The giant beast in the shadow let out a long howl, and the giant claws immediately dissipated invisible. Minmeer opened a door of space there, and before entering, he looked back at everyone present, as if he wanted to knock down these people one by one:

Twenty years ago, the city of Otrick stood here, but twenty years later, there was only one ruin.

The Empire and Naga competed for that beacon and node here, and opened the door at the end of the war, and what happened afterwards was self-evident.

Over the past thirty years, these people blamed the disappearance of every city in the north to pirates and the dark creatures, but under the storm, there were actually deeper secrets. He was a senior executive of Prometheus and had also been exposed to that plan.

So of course I understand what world I lead to after the door.

Then there are credible reasons for the disappearance of these ports.

"you……"

Those who are living people, the Empire actually used them to sacrifice the starlight and used the starlight to convey it into the dead world in exchange for the possibility of the passage of that world coming again.

Although the hundreds of thousands of lives have little to do with him, Minmill suddenly felt a little chilling. What are the imperial people doing? Does the alliance know all this? He couldn't help but think of the people of S.O.L.I.D. So do Isa and Rudne know all this?

“…It’s so damn!”

The door opened, Minmeer left a cold sentence, and his figure disappeared inside.

The giant beast was pulling back its broken claws, and the screaming sound formed a storm, sweeping over, and the fierce wind made everyone stand unsteadily, and the knights holding the sword-holding garden retreated one after another.

Only Duke Perrit looked at this scene silently, Cang Zhihui... Cang Zhihui, the last scene he saw was floating in his heart. Why would Cang Zhihui have Cang Zhihui on that person? That was the only accident in the plan, but it made him slightly palpitations.

He suddenly remembered it.

That's a star dagger-

...

Fang Zhu suddenly raised his head.
To be continued...