Chapter 129 The End of the First Volume of the Lightless Dawn
"Mr. Odida," Elliot shouted loudly when he saw his employer in the crowd on the river bank, "our mission is completed, please give us the ticket..."
The sky suddenly became brighter. Jonah raised his head and saw a bolide crashing across the sky. "Be careful," Long Ji shouted hurriedly. The skeletal centurion grabbed Jonah's collar with one hand and ducked to the side.
"Boom,"
The meteor hit the ground and erupted into a rain of fire mixed with earth and flesh. The astrologer's apprentice was pressed under the hard white bones and almost suffocated by the thick smoke. A fiery red shadow slowly descended, and a spell embroidered with complicated magic patterns appeared. He wears a robe, a guild emblem with a golden five-pointed star surrounded by five red beads, and a pair of sinister eyes on a black beard.
"I remember you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been injured by the magic backlash. I want you to repay this shame twice as much," the fifth-level great magician Menach Mach proudly held his head high, opened his hands, and spoke. With a low chant, tiny red particles were summoned by the fire magician and gathered between his hands like a swarm of bees. The powerful tracking magic "Red Sun's Ying" was about to reappear.
Long Ji flicked the purple thread with her fingers, and the skeleton centurion rushed towards the conceited magician with a bone blade. The sharp blade struck the shadow around Menachmacher's body, making a strange sound of gold and iron. Advanced enchantment The robe activated the defensive array with all its strength, isolating the White Bones' attack from half a yard away, and a mocking smile appeared on the great magician's face.
Elliot stepped out of the smoke and charged with all his strength. He stabbed the enemy in the chest with his roaring lance, but the stab missed the target under the influence of the defensive circle. The Rose Knight passed by the great magician, and Mei Nakmah took two steps back due to the strong impact, but the magic circle did not break and the chanting did not stop.
Jonah stood up with difficulty, holding the staff with both hands and was about to launch the scorching ray. The guidance of the "Red Sun" had been completed. The great magician opened his arms and red particles filled the space, "Tremble... pierce through." ...Burn it...Hahahahaha..." The leader of the combat casting group laughed wildly.
At this time, a dark fireball shot from nowhere, with purple monster tail flames, and appeared in front of Menachmacher in the blink of an eye. All the particles of the red sun that it came into contact with were absorbed and assimilated. , disappeared in the air, the color of the great magician’s face changed: “It’s you again,”
In the next moment, Chi Sun Zhiying, who had lost her target due to her relaxation of control, covered a fifty-yard space without distinction. Elliot rushed to Jonah's side, raised his shield high, and threw himself, Jonah, Long Ji and Xi into the air. Bi was shielded below, and tiny explosions sounded like raindrops, but Jonah felt the unusual explosive power of the red particles from the muffled roar of the Rosenkavalier. A huge cloud of smoke and dust erupted all around, and every inch of soil was rolling and burning. Caught in a sea of exploding fire.
Everything was blurred by the smoke and dust. The astrologer's apprentice felt a lightness on his body. Elliot and Long Ji went into battle again. In the haze, a large number of figures poured into the ferry. There were shouts, groans, and the sound of swords clashing. Full of ears, Jonah didn't know what happened. He coughed violently and used his staff to support his body, "Ellie, Long Ji,"
He shouted with all his strength and found that his voice was so weak.
A Lanxun soldier rushed out of the smoke and raised his sword. Yona gritted his teeth and the scorching rays penetrated the enemy's chest. "Long Ji, Eli," he shouted again, but got nothing. In the echo, I could vaguely hear Qiao Pu's voice coming intermittently somewhere: "You are not human, you are...impossible, your swordsmanship...I understand, but how could you..."
He stumbled forward in one direction, and his feet suddenly softened. A corpse tripped Jonah to the ground. He groaned and pushed himself up, and found that the smoke and dust were not so thick close to the ground. Unknowingly, he came to the front of the ferry. , the ship emitted thick white smoke, blew the trombone, and seemed to be about to set sail.
Two dragoons came over from different directions, their long lances tearing through the smoke. Jonah used his remaining strength to wave his staff to send out a scorching ray, but he lost his accuracy and passed far away from the cavalry's ears. That's enough. , Is that it, that’s it, what a damn prophecy, I’m too tired, I need to take a rest... The wound on the astrologer’s apprentice’s arm burst, and the constant blood loss made him feel tired, and his head was caused by the heavy fall to the ground. The bruises were also eating away at his remaining sobriety, so it might as well just fall asleep like this...
The familiar black fireball came again, penetrating the belly of the first cavalryman together with the ground dragon, hitting the shield of the second cavalryman, and quickly turning the enemy's shield and arms into dry ashes. The man wearing a robe and a hood whose face could not be seen stepped over the loudly wailing dragoons and walked towards Jonah.
"Jefta..." Yona murmured.
The fallen dark fire mage Jeffta approached him, squatted down, and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "You and your father looked similar when they were young, but your eyes are exactly the same as Jove's."
"Sure enough, are those memories real..." The astrologer's apprentice looked helplessly at his father's close companion back then, "...Why did you save me?"
"This is fate," the dark fire mage slowly took off his hood, revealing an extremely terrifying face. His face was completely melted like paraffin, and the skin and flesh flowed downwards. Nostrils, mouth and no mouth were exposed in the gaps. The blue eyes of the eyelids said, "Your mother is right, the dark fire system is a cursed spell. I paid the price that I should pay, and suffered great pain day and night. The only way to calm the pain is this, only In this way...help you, help the traitor's bloodline,"
Jonah's consciousness was temporarily awakened by the shock. He propped up his body and said, "Your face... Why, the blood of a betrayer, I don't understand..."
Jeffta shook his head and stretched out his right hand. The skin on the back of his hand also melted. The whole hand looked like a piece of candle that had re-condensed after burning. He grabbed Jonah's hand and put something on the astrologer's hand. The apprentice's palm said, "This is my meeting gift. It's a pity that I couldn't find a chance to communicate with you after the first meeting. One day, you will understand everything. I hope we will have the opportunity to meet again... Qiao Fu and Yue Children of Shuah,"
Ignoring Yona's confusion, Jeffta helped him up and pushed him towards the ferry. Zawi's soldiers appeared from all directions, "The Queen is on board," an officer shouted, and Lanxun infantry and dragoons roared and charged. Toward the ferry, "Jefta," Jonah called back, and saw the dark fire mage stretching out his hand in the gray fog to make a "goodbye" gesture. There was a roar, and the indestructible black fireball fell into the enemy's formation, with a coquettish purple tail. The flame illuminates the smoke.
The helpless astrologer apprentice was like a soulless puppet, walking step by step along the slide towards the huge ferry. The moment his toes stepped on the gangplank, a strong sailor grabbed his arm and pulled him aboard.
Ship: "We can't wait any longer, Captain, we must set sail now,"
"Where is your ticket, Your Excellency?" The old captain wearing a sailing cap appeared in front of him, staring at the scarred young man with some hesitation. Jonah involuntarily opened his palm, and lying on the palm of his right hand was a shiny
The silver button, the imitable mithril ticket that Dad prepared for the Cherry Ferry.
"Please enter the lower cabin, we are about to set sail," the captain instructed the sailor to send the last guest into the cabin, and then shouted to the engine room: "Is the sail oar powered enough?"
"The sail power is 80% ready, Captain," the third engine mate responded loudly.
"The wheel is ready,"
"The helm is ready, sir, captain," the helmsman replied immediately.
"Full left rudder, 40% sail power, weigh anchor." The old captain turned around and stood on the bow of the ship, facing the biting river wind, holding down his sailing cap with his hand.
"Full rudder port, forty percent oar, weigh anchor," the mate repeated the captain's order.
The ferry buzzed and spewed out steam. The sail oars broke through the water driven by the steam puppet machine, pushing the ship slowly away from the dock. The anchor was raised, the rudder was deflected, and the trumpeter blew a loud sailing horn, heading for
The ferry boat from the Southern Continent left the shore and entered the endless water beyond the Holy River.
Jonah walked into the second-floor cabin from the stairs. There were several unknown senior tenants sitting in a fifteen-yard square living room. At the end of the corridor were more than ten guest rooms with locked doors, "Ellie, Long Ji,
"The astrologer's apprentice staggered toward those rooms, calling the names of his companions. When he passed the porthole, he couldn't help but stop and look at the river bank that was slowly moving away.
Cherry Crossing burned like a bright torch in the night sky, "On October 29th, the flames fell, and the river was defiled..." Jonah suddenly discovered that the first few words of the prophecy had been fulfilled, but "the river was defiled" had not
It happened. After just a few seconds of thinking, his face turned pale, turned around, ran up the stairs under the surprised eyes of the senior tenants, and rushed to the old captain: "Mr. Captain, no, we can't sail the ship now,"
"Your Excellency, please return to the cabin," the captain took out the pipe from his mouth and said displeasedly, "As the only captain of Cherry Ferry for fifteen years, I don't need you to question my decision."
"Colombo people, today, no, can't..." Jonah didn't know how to express his inner urgency in words, waving his arms anxiously.
"Today is April 27, the day of the Colombo Spring Hunting Festival, the time when the Cherry Ferry ferry sets sail in spring every year. Although, this may be the last ferry of Cherry Ferry..." The old captain's eyes met the firelight of Cherry Ferry,
There was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.
"No, Mr. Captain, the ship was originally scheduled to sail at noon, but today is different. It is now more than three hours after midnight, and it is not yet dawn. The "Geographic Survey of the Western Continent" mentioned that the Colombo people's day starts from
It starts when the sun rises, which means that in the eyes of Colombo people, it is still late at night on April 26th..." Jonah finally said this sentence completely, and then sat down weakly on the deck, with despair overflowing from the corners of his eyes.
tears.
The captain's expression froze.
This sad prophecy...do you really want to be the only witness? The astrologer apprentice clenched his fists.
The shouts of death from the shore suddenly subsided, followed by numerous horrified wailings, "It's people from Colombo,"
The black barbarians appeared on the other side of the holy river. Every one of them was a powerful spear thrower. At this moment, the Colombo people, attracted by the anger of defiling the holy river, were tying ropes to their own spear throwers. , so that the weapon can be recovered after throwing it and will not fall into the holy river.
"Full power, full left rudder," the captain shouted hastily. Without his instructions, the helmsman and the engine room were trying their best to steer the ferry to the middle of the wide holy river. But in the eyes of the furious Colombo people, The ship was as clumsy as a wild boar struggling in a trap.
The barbarian leader issued an order in an incomprehensible language, and the Colombo people raised their guns. The next moment, countless black spots like locusts covered the starry sky. Yona closed his eyes in despair. The Zhawi soldiers and the remaining tenants on the shore They stopped fighting and began to attack the Colombo tribe spontaneously, because they knew that after destroying the ferry, the angry barbarians would vent their anger on them and take the initiative to attack, bringing about the only possibility of survival.
"Defensive array," the captain's voice was almost bloodshot. The magician sitting in the center of the ferry drove the defensive array. Three layers of bright yellow film rose around the entire ship. It was completed by multiple magicians. The magic spread throughout the ferry. The formation provides a triple gold defensive shell, which is the entire ship's greatest reliance when crossing the other side of the Holy River.
The first wave of spears smashed into the defensive magic, and the powerful impact caused the deck to tilt significantly. Jonah rolled backwards involuntarily, and his head hit the mast, finally defeating his remaining will, "Long Ji, Eli, Sibi ,Jekong,...Jefta...Toba..."
The astrologer's apprentice murmured the name of his partner and fell into the deepest coma (End of Volume 1 Prelude: Dawn of Troubled Times)