Chapter 26 Noble Phantasm: We will wake up and revel in life
The five Griffiths stepped into the red crack torn open by Han Guang, and they felt that the stars were moving and they entered an arc-shaped closed space. They sat facing outside, with a spherical transparent barrier in front of them.
This unknown space was suddenly enveloped by air waves, rising upwards with a huge roar.
Under extraordinary circumstances, the teleportation circle cannot be used unless the caster is a spellcaster; even if teleportation is possible, continuous guidance is required at the destination to complete the teleportation across space. However, exceptions do exist.
Ophelia, who possesses spatial abilities, has used psychic energy to mark the landing point. Under her guidance, Griffith's new ability can travel to the battlefield at high speed.
After the ritual of Isius was launched, Griffith mastered two new extraordinary abilities. "Floating clouds are like boats, and dark nights are like seas" is one of them, which is a new ability at sequence 5 level. The mystery of unknown origin is spreading.
The ground gives Griffith power. As long as he has this ability, he can fly to the battlefield even if he is accompanied by his teammates and the guidance of the landing point is interrupted.
"Get ready, knights!" Griffith said, "We are going to rush into the whirlpool of war!"
As soon as they finished speaking, their spines trembled. The heavy pressure on their bodies clearly said that they had attached invisible wings and were rushing into the sky at a terrifying high speed.
Their eyes were black, their eardrums were ringing, and their flesh and bones were boiling.
What is going on! Even Griffith himself did not expect such a situation. Their flesh, bones, and souls were trembling at a terrifying frequency, trembling violently as if they were about to be crushed at any time.
It's going to be broken, my body is going to be broken!
"Mura, Murat, shield! Immediately, immediately!"
The painful feeling became more and more intense, and it seemed that the whole body was about to break. Even extraordinary people and extraordinary people who were proud of their strong physiques could not bear it. LS Er simply fainted.
The transition from the extreme of pain to relief came so quickly. Suddenly, a ray of light came in. This desperate discomfort gradually eased. Finally, all the discomfort disappeared, and everyone felt relaxed and comfortable as never before.
, like a heavy burden has been lifted, like a rebirth.
The shock waves and concussions disappeared without a trace. The body was suddenly lifted upward, and the weight seemed to disappear.
Griffith was relieved of his blindness and found that he was firmly bound to something. There was no obstruction in front of his eyes, and the light was very bright, just like when he woke up in the morning and opened the curtains of the bedroom, the fine dust suddenly became alive and
The wings all flew before my eyes.
Griffith's eyes were almost empty. He lowered his head and saw that the restraints that had appeared on his body at some point stood up and swayed slightly, dancing with the vitality of life like water plants in the lake.
Then, he saw a vast and astonishing blue arc. It was not a spherical arc. It was astonishingly large, proud and majestic beyond language. There were also yellow and green patterns, which seemed to be continuous mountains crisscrossing them.
The snow-white clouds are soft and graceful, like silk ribbons, coming slowly and leaving slowly.
No one is prepared for this surprising sight, but it clearly gives people the feeling that they are from there.
Beyond the blue arc-shaped world is a vaster, infinite and far-reaching dark curtain.
Griffith looked around in the distance wordlessly with admiration. What he saw was black, extremely pure black, so transparent and so bright. There was no obstruction in this deep black world, and it was dotted with many dazzling lights.
On it, like crystal gems of different tones, suspended on black velvet.
Griffith realized for a moment that he had arrived among the stars.
He identified it carefully, and wanted to recall the Summer Triangle that Galadia told him, but he couldn't recognize a single constellation at this moment. He just felt that he was as small as a speck of dust in front of the vast universe.
Griffith held his breath. The scene in front of him went beyond the limits that can be described in any words. It was exciting and shocking. It gave people an inescapable sense of oppression and unspeakable fear. However, there was something deeper.
The feeling is that there is an inexplicable deep attachment that makes people look down greedily.
On the infinite black screen, the blue world is standing in the center of the stage, draped in a light blue gauze skirt and white streamers, emitting a breathtaking colorful and bright light.
Is that our world?
Griffith considers himself not a person who is easily excited about external things, and he still maintains restraint and calmness in the face of battle. But when he saw these magnificent and beautiful landscapes, he was originally very calm, and he thought about it for a while.
This, think about that for a while.
He only wished that he could not draw this wonderful scene and share it with his friends on earth.
The magnificence stretching in unparalleled dimensions makes all the compositions pale and simple, and makes all the words dull and boring. They operate so real and freely. The world in which humans live and the familiar starry sky are actually such scenes. This is really on the earth.
An unimaginable spectacle.
Time seemed to have suddenly stopped, as I got out of my ignorant body, the world fell at my feet, and the flow of life was as quiet as a blanket.
At this moment, Griffith almost forgot himself, completely immersed in the incredible insignificance and boundless shock. Until he heard the echo in his soul. His bone ring Minos was resonating, endless
The flood of information rushes straight into the brain.
"Welcome back, Commander. The advanced tactical control terminal is being synchronized...
"Synchronization is completed, the authority of Terminal Minos has been taken over, and the combat status has been activated.
"Orbital assault, starting distance, countdown to 15 seconds."
"Landing angle, fine-tune zero point three."
"The assault cabin is in normal condition.
"Complete preparations for descent. There are no threatening targets within a radius of 600. The countdown begins.
“5…
“4…
"3...
"2……
"The descent begins."
Griffith was shocked by the shocking information and almost lost consciousness. Immediately afterwards, the oppression that almost shattered the internal organs almost crushed the person.
They swooped toward the blue world from the envelope of darkness and starry sky. Rubble-like objects flew upward like snowflakes and rushed into the dazzling sea of fire!
Griffith, who was in a semi-conscious state, heard the rapid sound of the flute and instinctively realized that it was warning of extreme danger. Then, the spherical space and his body began to shake violently again.
The high temperature caused by the friction between an object and the atmosphere was something that Sonia had learned in class, and Sonia even made an experiment and got into trouble.
Griffith opened his eyes wide, and his companions all dared not breathe, staring at the transparent wall in front of them. The outside was burning red, with red and white fragments streaking across it. This wall was transparent from all angles.
There must be an anti-ablation layer on the outside of the wall, which is resistant to high temperatures. As the temperature rises, it begins to peel off. This may not be a bad thing, after all, part of the heat will be taken away during the peeling process.
It should be like this! It must be like this!
The next situation made him even more nervous. The shaking became more violent, and cracks began to appear on the wall on one side. The outside was burning like a steel-making furnace, but the transparent wall began to show cracking patterns, just like after the glass was broken.
Like small broken pieces, thin broken lines, there are more and more...
Griffith was sweating. The temperature here was indeed rising, but it was not to the extent that he was sweating. In fact, it was mainly due to nervousness.
This space, or some kind of vehicle, is descending rapidly. The shock wave generated by friction with the air not only has extremely high temperatures, but also a sharp whistling sound. The spacecraft is carrying a lot of overload and is constantly vibrating. Inside
Creaking noise...
Don't be afraid of the high temperature outside! Don't be afraid if there are debris scratched by it! It can withstand overload, resonance and so on! But as soon as he saw the transparent wall beginning to crack, Griffith became nervous and said in his heart: It's over, this wall is not going to work.
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The blood is flowing backwards, rushing straight to the brain, making people lose consciousness.
He vaguely saw a figure, very familiar, extremely familiar. The figure was saying something to Griffith in an extremely familiar voice.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Everyone trembled with their souls and bones. They were swooping, falling, passing through the blazing sea of fire, and crashing towards the blue earth!
Under the unforgettable trembling of horror, Griffith saw that outside the almost transparent barrier, tile-like fragments were peeling off, and they were all incinerated in a sea of red. The earth was approaching at an extremely fast speed.
As soldiers, we are accustomed to danger, and we have long understood it. Since life and death are no longer a concern, whether it is an adventure or a sacrifice, nothing can make us flinch.
Griffith exerted all his strength and gritted his teeth to regain control of his body. He clenched his fists and used all his energy to fight against fear and confusion, just waiting to rush into the battlefield. Unable to speak, he roared in his heart:
"Death won't come to you when you take it seriously, Griffith!"
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Isius was trembling. Nameless fear had gripped him and the army of monsters.
Falling stars and surging sky fire were falling toward him from the sky. The trajectory also showed slight twists and turns, clearly correcting the direction of the fall. Then came the opposite direction of fire, and the sky fire was slowing down!
He hurriedly gave orders to some of the monsters:
"Go grab Neferti and bring her to me.
"Send the prisoners away."
Isius's teeth chattered. He crossed his arms and tried to calm down:
"This is probably the method of some extraordinary people in Homemonworth. They didn't have the support of a nearby teleportation array, so they used some crooked means to come for reinforcements.
"Well, so what!
"In a hurry, the number of people they dispatched is limited. How can one or two extraordinary beings without perfect equipment challenge me who has the protection of the thread of life!?
"I'll just stand there, not going anywhere, waiting for them to fall...Huh? This!"
Suddenly, he noticed the surging spiritual energy ripples hidden in the sky fire. They were not just one or two, but several extremely powerful and vigorous spiritual energy pressures! He was forced to stop his words.
That’s not right! 1,2,3,4,5……
Why……
Why are there five such powerful auras!
Amidst the roaring sound, it crashed to the ground. The storm and strong wind caused the swamp to evaporate and disperse, and Isius and his monster army were swept to pieces.
Crazy electric current and fire were released wantonly, and the entire blood swamp was peeled off the ground, leaving only a huge bare gravel pit.
The spiritual energy in the pit is gathering crazily, flashing out bursts of arcs. At the bottom of the pit, between the wild sand and strong wind, five powerful figures appear in a sharp formation. They hold swords in their right hands and carry war weapons in their left hands.
Helmet, half kneeling on the ground, as unshakable as the top of a mountain.
Gradually, the violent psychic arc slowly subsided, and the roar that filled the air also quieted down. The clear-cut face of the leading knight was slightly pale, and his black hair was not messy at all.
He stood up, saw the dead Beyelan soldiers, glanced at the frantic monster, and pursed his lips tightly. A pair of resolute eyes under the sword eyebrows swept the whole place with a powerful oppression that could penetrate the soul, as cold and straight as an eagle.
Looking at Isius.
He was like an unsheathed sword and a musket with the hammer opened, eagerly and ferociously searching for his prey.
"Griffith...it's really you.
"It's strange. I know you are a transcendent, but your spiritual power is clearly stronger than when you returned from the Chosen One's Sacrifice."
Isius saw the appearance of the visitor clearly and murmured in surprise. The sacrifice at the moment of the red moon greatly strengthened him. However, Griffith, as a candidate for the Chosen One's Sacrifice, also clearly became more
Stronger.
"I understand," surprise flashed through Isius's eyes, "That is to say, the spiritual energy summoned by my sacrifice can be shared among all the chosen ones. We have similar authority.
"Hehehe, it turns out that you are not the only seven chosen ones in this world who are qualified to touch the miracle! We are from the same origin! Hehehe, I didn't expect it, Griffith!"
Griffith just responded coldly: "There are actually eight of the seven chosen ones. This is nothing to be surprised about."
Isius couldn't help but clicked his tongue, and then said: "In other words, when the fighters fighting for the miracle rely on sacrifice to increase their strength, they will also strengthen others, which is not the way to win.
"If you want to obtain the highest miracle, you have to go through killing after all. Griffith! Now I am not weaker than any god's hand!"
Isius forced himself to be firm. The passion just now had been extinguished, leaving only the panic and collapse of killing his friend, and the fear of unexpected developments.
He looked at the knights who came to punish him. But he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely see the four figures emerging from the fallen skyfire between Griffith and Yanchen Dianguang.
Lana may have come with Griffith, but the other three cannot be extraordinary people in any case. The professors of the academy have never been good at fighting, and the elf lady of Canaan will not be allowed to come to such a dangerous place.
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No problem, here are my five hundred mutants, as well as high-level units, one hundred against one, the advantage is mine!
Since this sacrifice simultaneously enhances the power of the chosen one, it will definitely attract the hands of other gods. The battle must be ended before then.
Isius regained some of his composure. He waved his magic wand and issued a siege order to the monsters.
"Death, Griffith! How dare you rush into my family, let's see where you run!"
Groups of Chaos Beasts gathered fire together and shot at Griffith and his companions. On such unfavorable terrain, one or two extraordinary beings would be knocked down in the blink of an eye.
Hundreds of venom, fireballs and rays intertwined and intertwined into a network on the pit opened by the sky fire. A series of tooth-itching collisions and bending sounds sounded in the air, and exploded with a bang, and gravel and gravel shot straight into the sky.
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"What's going on!" Isius was stunned for a moment. He clearly felt that all the attacks were bounced away. An extremely strong shield enveloped the five people, as unbreakable as an iron wall.
Something was wrong! There was clearly an all-too-familiar aura among the stirring spiritual energy. Isius took half a step back in horror and roared loudly:
"This is a Templar level shield? How is that possible?
"Who came with you, answer me! Griffith!"
After the wind and smoke cleared, Griffith stepped onto the blood swamp with daunting murderous intent and coercion:
"Surprise me, make me understand,
"Listen to me,
"follow me,
"In the name of war, I grant you extraordinary protection and precious phantoms——
“We’ll wake to the carnival of life!”
All the calmness and satisfaction on Isius's face had disappeared, replaced by infinite surprise and shake.
He felt the breath of the five extraordinary beings, as clear as if they were engraved on his heart and lungs.
How is it possible, who could it be? I know the extraordinary beings around Griffith very well. Could it be that the elves and Homemonworth sent people to support him? Shouldn't it?
On the rapidly evaporating and collapsing blood swamp, familiar figures stood up roaringly with their feet on flames and covered in black mist. At this moment, Isius saw the faces of the other four people clearly, and even knew why they could
Come to the battlefield at this time.
Sequence 6 Desolation, Scythe of Destruction Lana.
Sequence 6 Paladin, Templar Murat.
Sequence 6 Demon Hunter, Blade of Light and Shadow Russell.
Sequence 6 monster, Shepherd Midianmaia.
Their surging spiritual energy ripples showed their rank, and it was clear that they had all surpassed the extraordinary.
Are they all extraordinary? Is this possible? When were they promoted? Murat can never be an extraordinary, I know it for sure! Wait, what is this?!
The shocked Isius suddenly discovered that invisible spiritual threads were connecting Griffith with his four companions.
This is the extraordinary ability that Griffith has just acquired, a high-level ability that can be sublimated into a Noble Phantasm—“We’ll wake to the carnival of life!”
With the blessing of this power, as long as the teammates selected by the War Knight are within a certain range, their ranks will be temporarily raised by one level.
Griffith has already stepped on the threshold of Sequence 5 of the Spellbreaker Path. As long as he takes one more step forward, he can be promoted to a higher-level existence than the War Knight - "Conqueror".
He raised his hand and pointed, as if a majestic judge was looking at the unpardonable criminal, and crushed him down with an irresistible force: