The air suppressed the unsettling, and the whistling of monsters descending from the sky mixed with the low buzzing sound of wings, as if a lid was covered in a room, covering all other sounds.
The stars are rising, bravely facing their fronts. The twinkling starlight reflects into everyone's eyes, like a painting of midsummer evening, painted with thick sunsets and night stars that are about to appear.
People looked up at the night star, just like they were staring at the crucial moment in the story:
The blue starlight was rising slowly, whizzing through the night sky, and only a beam of comet's tail could be seen from the direction behind the light.
There, the flapping wings cover the sun,
And the next moment, the steel walls crashed into the flesh-and-blooded jungle,
There was still a drizzle in the sky.
The rain is salty.
You can taste some bitterness by licking it with your tongue. People raised their heads, but it really started raining in the sky, making people unable to tell which ones are rain and which ones are blood. The cold wind makes people's fingers stiff.
The man on the observation post shouted loudly, his voice swaying in the straight rain lines:
"The first wave of attacks arrived!"
The darkness that was flooded with stars in the field of vision was magnifying. The tiny black dots broke through the defense line and gradually revealed their powerful wings with twisted muscles. The snow-white teeth and sharp claws seemed to tear the whole world open.
The shadow magnified the fear in people's hearts, and their fingers were trembling slightly.
The next moment they instinctively pulled the trigger, and the dark muzzle of the magic gun vibrated and outlined a golden line. Some people even waved their magic wands to sing magic, and the ability given to them by the tree sea space can still be used.
But those blows were minimal and were instantly engulfed by the tide. The real line of defense was the silent steel, the structures arranged in the rain, and the water still splashed on their steel shells, as if hitting a silent line of defense.
The goblins were waiting for an order.
That command was a rising bright silver light, which was like a stroke of painted from the dark night sky, rising from behind the crowd, like a stream of light rising in the storm, and the colorful light illuminated everyone's face.
The silver light was like a blade, inserted straight into the monster, and the group of dragons covering the sky and the sun melted like ice and snow.
The dragon group formation was in chaos, and the goblins seized the opportunity.
The next moment they closed their eyes and communicated with the heavy instruments put on their hands with their will. The silver ether poured back into the sensitive crystal elements, and the light extended in each circuit to form a thin vein.
The veins silently passed through the network of the ether world, forming a silver chain, connecting them to the fairy dolls on the other end. The constructors "opened" their eyes, and a hideous red light appeared in their pupils, and the machine "wakes up".
They raised their muzzles, and the black muzzles pointed at the enemy who was rushing towards them. The water splashed along the metal paint surface, forming traces. Then the muzzles shook violently and countless golden sparks bloomed.
The water splashes form mist and splash, and countless fine water droplets roll down from the vibrating barrel or turn into white mist. Under the night sky, golden lines extend forward, and the other end of the line seems to disappear at the end of infinite distance.
The golden and red rain lines flew backwards to the sky, forming a steel curtain, and the lines of fate are connecting eight floating ships and the dark army.
The dark creature hit the steel rain head-on, as if it was hitting an invisible wall. The spreading black tide suddenly stopped and dived on the unfolding membrane wings of the dragon beast in the front, and a ball of blood bloomed on its chest and head.
The blood light spread out in the sky. From left to right, the dragon group either broke its wings, or opened a blood hole as big as a bowl in its chest, or was broken by its neck, losing half of its head, and fell from the air like raindrops.
But outside the stadium, the audience had no time to cheer, applaud and cheer.
The invisible tension is like the depression before a storm, which grabs everyone's mind and makes a strange calm outside the arena.
Everyone, whether they are in front of or outside the screen, on or outside the arena, seems to be standing in this storm, and personally experience the cold and bone-bending blood and rain, slapping on the face.
I watched the endless groups of dragons pounce on me. Although those were the weakest dragon beasts in the mythology, each of them actually had a ferocious monster that was 20 to 30 levels.
They roared towards each sailboat and fell in the fire, but none of them lost. The counterattack of the component was like a stone throwing into the sea.
But people still stared at the rising starry sky.
People whispered and whispered, and the spectacular scene reflected in their eyes:
"All air combat installations have been launched!"
All air combat installations are leaving the floating ship.
Countless tiny black dots were leaving the ship, and they quickly gathered into tiny streams. These streams gathered together under the control of an invisible hand, forming a vast torrent.
The torrent looked no less than the dragon group that was overwhelmed by the black clouds from a distance, and even better than that, because of the support of people to whom they belong, the power flowing in the hearts and the momentum of moving forward.
Invisibly, the audience put themselves in the position of the contestants.
People no longer distinguish between each other, and they also ignored the differences between countries, whether it was the people from the Chihai, the supporters of the Kaolin people, the Luoya elves of the Silver Tree Sea, or the Imperial people.
They no longer see the exquisite patterns of different craftsmen associations. They are no longer able to see the differences and differences between different regions and cultures they divide into. When facing the same doomsday, they only have the same idea.
Counterattack!
A needle can be heard on the field.
The live broadcast room is silent—
The air combat configuration is still on the rise.
Their number is still increasing.
Thousands of visions were pouring into Fang Yu's gaze, giving him an unprecedented feeling, just like staring at the battlefield with the eyes of a bystander, and exploring the battle situation with the identity of a high-ranking person.
Starlight gathered in front of him, which was the overflow of the wind element nozzle of the structure. Some of them did not shine, were countless clockwork fairies cruising on the battlefield, conveying the picture into his field of vision from every corner of the battlefield.
The fractal pictures form a super-dimensional picture, while Tata uses huge computing power to sort out these pictures into understandable pictures. The feeling is like a battle situation from the perspective of God.
The backbone in the air combat structure is his lancers, forming the main attack arrow. The banshee structure is cruising outside, with a large number of bee-like structures forming a curtain outside the fleet.
Further out are silver bees, leaving behind silver rays as they shuttled through the rain, like intertwined lines of destiny. Their amazing numbers form a cover on the battlefield, covering more than seven columns of clockwork fairies flying below the dragon group.
The dull and dull shell of the fire giant became their best cover in the storm, just like a silent killer who cages a dull knife into his sleeve, waiting for the best time to come.
Finally, there is the Annihilation.
The Annihilation QV700 formed the last line of defense outside the fleet. Because the breadth of the battlefield was so amazing that many people did not notice it when these square cone-shaped components were distributed in a delicate structure on the periphery of eight floating ships.
Only the wandering horses switch the screen back and forth, zooming in and out.
A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"This is the Korlin man, this is the Dragon Alchemist! Dragon Soul No. 5 has shown unparalleled abilities, but what is really outstanding is the craftsmen who have given it the stage behind it,"
The young partner was both surprised and passionate in his tone. "That elf white ship seems to be not simple either. If the information given in the backstage is good, it should be a Dragon Knight warship."
The gentle breathing sounds of his words were confirmed, and people suppressed the surprise in their hearts.
But Geros remained silent. He repeatedly drew several lines in the picture, and his surprised expression magnified in his eyes. He reached out, interrupted his partner's words, and pointed to the picture with a pen:
“Look here.”
The configuration of the Annihilist gives a familiar impression.
It was like a wall.
A spherical network, a wall of walls formed by fractal structures, envelopes the fleet.
The network was so wide that it covered a quarter of the battlefield that people were unable to detect for a while.
A complete wall of fairies, his incredible eyes magnified in the eyes of his young partner. He almost thought he had read it wrong, rubbed his eyes and looked it again before confirming that this was not a joke.
A wall of fairies made of annihilists?
Even if the Dragon Soul No. 5 really has such ability, it is not just a matter of computing power, but-
Fairy dance.
That is the most exquisite and incredible dance of combat craftsmen in multi-control methods. It requires that craftsmen themselves break through the limits of the three-dimensional space they live in and have imagination in higher dimensional spaces.
Before an era came, people had imagined that no one could reach such a state by himself.
But later two miracle people were born in the alchemy world, one of which was called King of Gray, FOX.
Later, the Rotao Craftsmen team reproduced this miracle with their collective efforts.
The miracle of the wall.
But Geros shook his head gently. What he wanted to partner to see was not this, but the young man ignored the existence of a larger breadth on the battlefield, and those small nodes were exactly the same as the current one.
The young partner suddenly asked in an unexpected way:
Is this considered cheating?
Geralus shook his head, and it seemed like he was asking this question, are combat craftsmen also considered craftsmen?
Are they alchemists too?
He opened his mouth gently.
...
In the live broadcast room of the wandering horse.
With a "bang", the pen in his hand fell on the table. Every outlined line on the screen made every barrage in the live broadcast room silent. Every node at the end pointed to by the line was pointing out-
Outside the wall of the annihilist on that 'smaller' scale.
There is also a wider "outer wall" that almost covers the entire battlefield, which is composed of thousands of clockwork fairies, which is almost exactly the same as its inner structure.
Everyone felt their scalp numb, and it seemed that a thin layer of current flowed through their bodies, causing every hair to stand up.
If KUN's omniscience is a kind wish of fans.
Then the omniscience here is more like an objective fact.
The limiting realm pursued by a craftsman.
"A perfect...the wall of fairy?"
"Can the 5th Dragon Soul provide endless computing power?"
But can it be done with just computing power?
And that ship, what kind of dragon knight is it?
But Fang Zhu cannot answer many of people's questions.
He was also "observing" the battlefield through every node on this "wall", and entrusting every detail of everything into his senses. That kind of perception ability is hard to call "seeing".
It was Miss Tata who shared his senses.
Rather than observing the world from a higher dimension, it is better to say that human senses cannot transcend their own shackles, however—
Dragon Soul can.
The legendary winner of the Ten Kings Crown took a crucial step in the Fairy Dance, and he did have some achievements in this path, but that accomplishment itself did not leave the scope of humanity.
But the fairy dragon soul itself was born for this.
Is the large number of lancers in the rain divided into two attack waves? The first wave has been thrown into the battle by him. They dragged a long wake and crashed into the dragon group. The rising star cluster that people saw before was the lancers of this wave.
Fang Yu did not expect this wave of lancers to tear a hole from the dragon group head-on. His intention was to separate the dragon group. The defense lines of the players behind could distinguish the first wave of enemies entering the defense circle.
But more importantly, cover.
The air combat structure that launched the charge at any cost still disturbed the dragon group. The dark steel and flesh fighting together, and the wind element spout dragged out one tail after another in the dark night sky.
The spear pierces the body of the dragon beast, or the sharp minions tear open the cold shell of the structural body, and the exposed core crystal pours into the rain, and the overflowing ether explodes bright fireworks at the last moment.
The shock waves generated by the fire generated blank areas in the rain. The dragons flapped their wings and flew away everywhere, but they were still affected and fell into the sky. From a distance, there were tiny black dots falling down in the sky.
A fire net was drawn up outside the sailboat.
A few dragon groups that passed through the defense line of the lancers were successfully separated from the main formation by Fang Zhu, and plunged into the fire net. The interlaced golden lines poked countless transparent holes on them, causing these dark creatures to scream and roll down the clouds.
One or two dragon beasts rushed to the deck, but were also rushed up by the walkers who had already been waiting there, and the swords were dismembered. Blood flowed along the deck along the rain, and the contestants paced through the corpses and looked up at the battlefield above the sky.
There was a flash of light in the darkness outside the sky.
The air combat equipment nearby was leaving the deck, dragging a long stream of light to fly in that direction, and the invisible will enveloped the battlefield, just like a ghost watching every corner of the battlefield.
Its gaze made every air combat assembly have life like - Weiyu and Wuchuang, who were beside him, raised their heads, and they had never seen such a scene before.
The square pulp stands on the bow of the ship.
It seems to be melting into the wind and rain.
The large net formed by air combat structure finally reached a balance with the first arrival of dragons. They stalemate on the front line a few miles away from the fleet, making the dark army unable to cross the line.
A few dark creatures who broke through were soon submerged in the fleet's fire net.
But under that huge net, the audience could still see many components floating above the battlefield and not joining the battle. Fang Yu always observed this scene calmly with an outsider's attitude, and his eyes fell on a corner of the battlefield.
Miss Tata's will also swept across the entire network, patrolling the big network.
Fang Zhu was quietly waiting for the Nagas' spaceship to arrive.
Those octopus-like biomass spacecraft flew quite slowly, but the shock they caused when crossing the battlefield and appeared in people's sight was speechless. The dragon group seemed to have received an instruction at that time.
They suddenly attacked the defense line at all costs. For a moment, the corpses fell like rain in the sky, but the dark creatures seemed to have no idea what fear was, and launched a charge towards the fleet.
The audience held their breath.
It was not until this moment that they could understand what kind of mentality was when mortals faced the dark army a thousand years ago. The battle that mortals won on the Four-Leaf Grass Plain was a witness to their courage in the next thousand years.
But at that moment, Fang Zhu revealed his trump card - he did not need to completely defeat this dark army like the light leader, the oath guardian, and the silver helmet guardians who had been a thousand years ago. That was the great achievement of the ancestors.
And he only needs to follow the most trivial part of it.
He raised his hand gently, and countless dull clockwork witches lurking in the storm received instructions at the same time. They flew out of the rain curtain and rose into the air like a beam of meteors.
Flying into the dragon group.
The dragon group was attacking the vast defense line formed by the air combat array from the front, making them have no time to take care of it. Even if a small number of dragon groups were separated and flew downwards, trying to stop these tiny fire giants—
But to no avail.
Because at that moment the silver bee covering the left and right sides of the Fire Giant Spirit also launched an attack at the same time.
The fire giant spirit passed through the dragon group that came to intercept at almost no cost of casualties, and then flew into their main cluster. Each of the different fire giant spirits received different instructions.
Fly to the only place on the battlefield that belongs to them.
Next moment—
Vikki manipulated her hunter in the air, tilting her head to stare in that direction, and she seemed to hear a crisp snap of her fingers, igniting - a continuous light that illuminated the entire battlefield.
The glow produced by the explosion seemed to rise several suns in an instant. The light and heat even dispelled the storm for a moment, evaporated the raindrops, and even the rain became a little smaller at that moment.
People are watching you for a long time.
But Vikki didn't wait too long. Fang Zhu asked her to lead the second wave of attacks. A dark air combat nightmare furnace structure was floating behind her, and all the attack power was lurking outside the battlefield.
"Sister Vikki!"
Zheng Yongzai shouted in the voice channel, "Captain Ed has sent an order!"
The nightmare furnace structure around her was awakening, forming a blood-red ocean under the clouds. Vikki understood what the task Fang Zhuan gave her was, and she needed to become a symbol on the battlefield.
Guide the direction for the construction of this batch of nightmare furnace.
Fairy Heart has no way to completely control these components with independent abilities.
She stretched out her hand forward and pressed the push rod to the bottom. After the hunter's tall body, the four temporarily installed vector nozzles of the wind element became bright at the same time, gathering into four dazzling light flows—
The girl leaned back with force.
A ray of cyan light rose from the clouds.
At the same time, she turned around and saw the scene on the left side of the battlefield seen from the light screen, a same silver beam rose from the other end of the battlefield - it was the Dragon Knight of the Kaolin people in a distance.
She raised her head.
The dragon group above was already too busy to take care of themselves, and at the same time, the slow and bulky Naga's octopus spacecraft had been completely exposed from the battlefield. And that was her target of attack.
“Vikki.”
Fang Zhu opened his mouth.
At the same time, Forin's voice sounded at the same time in the Fleet Channel:
"Ed, Vikki, the Destroyer is back."
Fang Zhu and Vikki turned in that direction at the same time, and saw two mountain-like tentacles rising again among the clouds in the sky and appearing behind the fleet.
Chapter completed!