Chapter 203: Battle of the Imperial Capital 3
The sunset wheel behind Louis XVI shattered into countless mirror-like fragments, and the dazzling light curtain suddenly hung in the air like a scorching sun, and then converged towards the "sunset" spear, and in an instant, a mighty golden spear pierced the darkness, and the sharp spear blade came quickly.
Putting aside the steel sword of ordinary material, Max stood up and stared at the rapid light that pierced through the street, and there was no panic in his blue eyes.
"The gods are coming, ancient totems, please once again shine through this world of suffering. β
Holding the cross pendant around his neck in his left hand, he whispered a few words in his mouth, and then the silver cross suddenly burst into a soft light, and the light flowed from between Max's fingers like flowing water.
Raising his hand, he imprinted the glowing palm on the top of the spire, and from the palm of his hand, a dark gold pattern exuding the vicissitudes of life appeared, and then in the invisible street behind the spire, the street lamps on both sides and the lights in the shops suddenly flickered violently, and even the whole block could feel the more and more intense tremors.
However, Louis XVI did not intend to give Max a chance to fight back, as if the last dazzling light of the autumn sunset in front of the falling ground, the chill raged, and the "sunset" spear tore through the night with an indomitable momentum, and almost instantly swept through the streets, and the light pierced into the eyes of people, making it impossible to look at it directly.
"What about the people of the Holy Church, who offend me the same," even Louis XVI's long hair seemed to glow like the rainbow of the setting sun, "Die!"
Wherever the spear pointed, the debris flew, and almost all the tiles on the roof where Max was located were stripped and crushed, and the majestic momentum even blew off the hood that Max was wearing on his head.
Looking up, Max stared directly at the light that burned his eyes, a layer of water-like things covered his pupils, and Max still had a shallow smile on his face.
Just as the "Sunset" sword stabbed at Mark, all the electric lights in the street behind him sparked, and then they all went out, and then the shaking reached its peak, and a huge black shadow broke through the earth, and as soon as it appeared, it seemed to be a breath of wind blowing from the ancient land at the end of time, and the old and heavy breath immediately rippled.
Then, the black shadow rose silently against the sky with lightning speed, and just as the golden light was about to hurt Max, the black shadow finally appeared in the light.
I don't know what material the stone pillar is engraved with all the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas that the legendary god traveled to when he created the century, as well as the shape of the world that God created in order to save him from the clouds to the blue sea.
The seemingly fragile map tem pole swept by Mark's side at high speed and collided with the spear blade of the "sunset" spear, time seemed to stand still forever at this moment, the incomparable spear blade seemed indestructible, but at the moment it hit the totem pole, the sound of the mirror shattering suddenly sounded, and cracks slowly spread on the materialized golden mang, and the spear blade was actually broken.
Max stood still and watched as the totem pole clicked on the tip of the spear, allowing the overflowing flow of energy to flow past him.
"Huh? It's... Totem pole?!"
Louis XVI was amazed, not only because the Holy Church creature had resisted his blow, but also because he felt a sense of desolation and loneliness in the totem pole, and it was clear that this stone pillar of unknown origin was certainly not a fake.
Seeing that his "sunset" spear could not break through the defense of the totem pole, Louis XVI was about to disperse, and he turned over and jumped to the roof of the other side of the street with the spear in hand.
The golden shards, which had lost their source of energy, shook violently shortly after Louis XVI left, and then shattered, and the totem pole slammed into the golden spear and soared into the night sky, and soon after it swooped down from the sky, came behind Max, and finally stopped.
The shattered golden glow also flew back behind Louis XVI, and the tarnished golden fragments once again condensed into a sunset wheel, only less as sharp and rapid as it had been.
"Who are you from the Holy Church, why can you manipulate totem poles, I don't remember that the Holy Church has such a number one person?"
Louis XVI stood with his spear crossed, he was a little afraid of the ancient totem pole, he was so impressed by the feeling that he was shaking a mountain, and he had to take a serious look at the boy who looked younger than himself.
"You don't have to know my name," Max said, putting the gold-rimmed hood back on his head, "and it's time for me to make a move." β
The delicate face under the hood softened, and the smile on his face became even more obvious, but Louis XVI could not see all this, and Max hung his shining palms at his sides, looking quite relaxed.
"So are you ready?"
As soon as Max's words fell, he saw that Louis XVI, who had been waiting for his change, suddenly changed his face, and even a little more shocked in his severity, even the "Sunset" spear in his hand was only held, and this time he finally realized that the strength of his opponent may not be below him.
Because behind Max, the totem pole suddenly turned slowly like a clock, and behind the totem pole, three more totem poles recorded different miracles appeared, they were arranged in the shape of "m", and at the same time they were still slowly rotating, and the feeling of depression that made people feel as if they were in the sea of mulberry fields could not help but make Louis XVI more vigilant.
It was at this moment that the four totem poles left Max's body and disappeared into the night.
"Let the horses come here, let me see what you're really capable of!"
Louis XVI's "Sunset" spear let out a low hum, and the golden light that danced like a flame danced out of the "day rail" at the tip of the "Sunset" spear and spread to the entire barrel of the spear, and the sunset wheel behind Louis XVI also glowed again.
An even more fierce battle was about to take place in the south, and at the same time, the eastern and western directions were not blocked by strong opponents like the southern and northern directions, and the "executioner" Mitheus and the "Sky Hunter" Rose fought all the way as if they were in a no-man's land, they were already close to the royal parade convoy, and even the screams of the soldiers who had lost their lives could be heard.
Two or three crows flew quietly over the royal procession, they did not make a sound, and it was estimated that no one paid any attention to their unusual behavior at such a tense moment, and after circling twice above the convoy, they flew towards a bustling complex of buildings on the outskirts of the administrative district.
Due to the fact that the Imperial soldiers had taken the strictest measures of blockade and defense before the grim situation had completely spread, and everyone was attracted by the giant "fireworks" that had risen in the Sea Prison not long ago, the incident of the attack on the royal parade convoy had not yet fully spread, and most of the citizens were still silent in the joy of the festival, and only a very small number of cultivators who were hidden in the crowd noticed the anomaly in the blockade area and left early. fate
The bright lights reflect the night of the administrative district "King Park", and the memorial statue of the first king of the Kingdom of Joses, "Knight King" Naiken, which is dozens of meters high, is a little deserted due to the silence of ordinary citizens, holding a sword in his right hand and a shield in his left hand, and the "Knight King" wearing a crown looks very heroic.
And on the jewel crown of the King Naikon statue, there were five or six men in black wearing "crow masks", one of the leaders looked in the direction of the Sea Prison and was silent for a long time, knowing that the crows flying from the blockade area landed on the shoulders of the other black-clothed people, he slowly lowered his head and recovered from his original silent and still state.
"Captain Zeta, are you alright?"
The captain of the Asahi Border Prison did not answer, and several of his subordinates looked at each other, although they all knew that the colleague who died in the explosion seemed to have some intersection with Zeta, but the news from the crow was more important, so they continued to ask: "Captain Zeta..."
"What's the matter?" β
Zeta turned around, her voice visibly low, and she could hear a hint of sadness in it.
"Everything is going according to our plan, and there's word from Daddy that we can now execute the next step. β
"Well, I see," Zeta said, "you go first, I'll be there later, be safe on the road, there are many people, don't be targeted by tails." β
"Okay, Captain Zeta, be careful. β
Several of his subordinates knew that Zeta's heart must be uncomfortable, so they didn't linger too long, and after responding, they quickly left the "King's Park" and jumped towards the outskirts of the administrative district, and after a while, several black figures disappeared at the end of the sea of people.
After several of his men left, Zeta took off the "Raven Mask", lit a cigarette for himself, and then fumbled through his coat pocket for a while, and a shiny badge appeared in his hand.
Staring at the Black Feather Badge that represented the status of the Raven Order's Assassins, Zeta's memories returned to the night before the operation began, when Kasa, who had just confronted her, found Zeta alone.
"It's better to have this thing with you. β
The two stood side by side on the windswept roof of a building, looking out at the city in the depths of neon, and after a long silence, Kasa tossed the black feather badge to Zeta.
"What? Are you still going to stubbornly quit the Raven Organization? Dude, don't be so naΓ―ve, okay?"
"No, you're misunderstanding, I want to keep it with you first, I'll retrieve it after the mission is over, but maybe this operation won't go so smoothly," Kasa smiled bitterly, as if helplessly laughing at himself, "If I'm unfortunate enough to die, please give it to my companions, I don't want to walk through this world and leave nothing, with this badge that represents my identity, at least... At least prove that I've been in this world..."
"Brother, what stupid are you talking about?"
Zeta tried to hide the bad thoughts with a smile, even though he knew that this was a heavily defended imperial capital, so the situation Kasa spoke of existed.
"No, please listen to me," Kasa stroked the railing, "I'd like to say sorry to you for today's incident, and secondly, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with. β
"Well, you say. Reining in her usual playful face, Zeta listened carefully.
"Before we begin our plans, please bring a few assistants to assist me in some preparations, which will not delay the covert operation of your headquarters. β
"What do you need me to do?"
"Explosives, I need enough explosives to make sure the mission is done. Kasa's voice suddenly became extremely decisive.
"Are you crazy?" asked, Zeta, frowning, "do you want to die with that scoundrel?" β
"I'm not crazy, I'm sober, it's just the worst I've ever thought of, the Joker Wizardry has never failed, and not this time," Kasa touched the bunny on his shoulder, "I think you know what I mean." β
"Kasa, you..."
Zeta couldn't help but be a little moved, he had always seen the Assassins of the Raven Order branch a little, thinking that they were a bunch of good and bad guys, until now, he was in awe of the guy who called him a brother.
"I think you should also know that I am actually doing this to relieve the pressure on your side," Kasa turned to look at Zeta, "Your top-secret operation has already used us as an advance force to attract the attention of the Empire's top brass, I think the strategic significance of our operation is even more important than his actual role, Zeta, everything is in the service of your final plan, am I right?"
Facing Kasa's gaze, Zeta suddenly felt that his face was hot, and Kasa's words hit the nail on the head, but Zeta couldn't deny that this was a fact, a fact that he had known for a long time.
Later, when Kasa was gone, Zeta was the only one left on the rooftop, fumbling for the still warm black feather badge, just as he stood on top of the sculpture in "Kingdom Park" and felt the badge getting colder a little.
"Thank you, brother. β
Holding the Black Feather badge tightly, Zeta solemnly placed the Raven Mask on her face again, this time her gaze directed at the cordoned off area.