Less than a minute later, the second "light" was like a blinding meteor in the sky, approaching straight towards where the black-haired wizard and Eugen were standing.

Just from the comparison of the Void Reaction, this time it is probably about five to ten times more powerful than just now—in other words, the blow that directly "erased" Eugen from this world......

Actually... Just a test launch of this "thing" ?!

Judging from the distance, the shooting position should be several hundred meters above the ground, and even the "transcendent perception" can only vaguely see the outline of the floating city, indicating that the distance between him and himself may be more than two kilometers.

The "Horn Fort" Floating City, a void weapon with a range and power that is unbelievably powerful, plus two kilometers away, it can be accurate to the short distance between himself and Eugen, which is just a dozen steps away, and hits the chief of the Overseer on the opposite side with his side......

Don't even think about it, who are the people in the floating city... Loren already had the answer in his mind.

But he didn't have time to be happy at all, and while Eugen on the other side had just stood up, he turned around in a panic and ran in the opposite direction of the wizard tower.

"Ahhh——!!!!hhh

Eugen roared behind him, and the chief of the overseer wielding his long knife had already accelerated to catch up, and the black-haired wizard didn't even have the time to turn back, his eyes widened and he ran straight forward.

Because that light has already flown this way!

Eugen behind him chased more and more closely, and Loren, who couldn't shake it off, could only look frightened, feeling the indescribably huge and rapidly approaching power of the void.

If you do a simple addition and subtraction, it is almost ten levels of "Turin Fire" exploding on the spot.

It's coming, it's coming, it's coming... It's coming——!!!!

Without even thinking about it, Loren lunged forward, forced the brakes with his body, and fell headlong into a pit of collapsed ruins—probably a cellar, or basement or something.

This is it!

"Uhhh——!!!!h

The roaring Eugen jumped to his feet, raised the long knife in his hand and pounced on the motionless Loren, his body stuck in mid-air.

Boom ————

It was like all of a sudden, a sudden light came in from the corner of the black-haired wizard's eye, and the harsh light made him hurry to close his eyes, but he could still feel the strong light outside his eyes.

And what he saw at the last second was Eugen's figure leaping high, engulfed by the light - skin, muscular bones, internal organs, knives in his hands... The light was like magma that melted everything, eating him clean from the inside out.

The ruins and rubble were shattered, the ice, snow and flames melted away... The whole world has become exceptionally clean.

It was pure white color.

The blinding light flashed, but the vibrations and explosions continued to explode in his ears - as if he was completely surrounded by an explosion, and Loren even had the illusion that "the whole world was trembling".

After a few seconds, the shaking finally stopped

The black-haired wizard lying in the pit waited another minute for the light to fade, and after making sure that there was no next third round of shooting, he slowly opened his eyes and got up.

Tinnitus, numbness, imbalance......

But these "aftermaths" are not really terrifying - everything in sight has been completely wiped out by the light that has just flickered.

The ground was "clean", not to mention the rubble and ruins, and even the floor masonry under his feet was plastered into "a piece", so smooth that there was not even the slightest trace of unevenness and pits.

As for a certain elf named "Eugen", he disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a trace of dregs and slurry, as if it had never appeared.

And this... It's just the weapon on the floating city, the power of one shot!

No explosions, no loud noises, no precursors.

Two kilometers away, a flash of white light wiped everything out in an instant.

The frightened black-haired wizard twitched his throat and looked in the direction of the floating city in the sky in a trance, his expression extremely complicated.

Myself... What kind of thing did Isaac make?

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Outside Ebolden, the retreating Ebolden defenders and civilians were also in disarray.

At the moment when the white light burst in the sky, everyone fell to the ground in horror, and even many timid people broke away from the team and fled, like a panic before the end came.

When Count Eckert of the Fury Castle saw that it was the Duke's floating city, and ordered the Knights of Byrne to communicate it downward, the wilderness was filled with a sea of jubilation.

As for the elven army, which was already exhausted, they decisively chose to retreat the moment they saw the light flickering, which greatly boosted the morale of the army and people of Eboden.

It was obviously a last resort to "turn around," but the atmosphere of the march suddenly became "as if we had won the war."

"The Lightsaber... Is this the Bright Light Sword?"

Brandon, who had flipped off the dragon's back, muttered under his mouth, his eyes fixed on the floating city hovering overhead.

Looking sideways, Isaac beside him was so excited that he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, crying with snot and tears all over his face, like a child - yes, it was tears of extreme joy.

"Success, success, success... Stupid Ain, I actually made that half-made sample, I really am a genius... It is really my idea that such humble conditions can succeed in such humble conditions......"

Maybe it's because of the excitement that is too much, and the megalomaniac who cries so much is already incoherent.

But Brandon didn't dare to disturb him in the slightest, and even the way he looked at Isaac changed.

There is no doubt that the "light" that pierced the sky just now was the work of this guy who looked a little crazy next to him.

How to describe it?

If Brandon's feelings at the sight of Floating City were nothing more than curiosity and excitement... Now, there's a little bit of fear.

Two kilometers away... No matter what this "Bright Light Sword" is, the range and power of this thing are beyond imagination.

Mounted on that floating city, such a perfect combination could not be more perfect......

Destroy the enemy where they can't see it......

This, this unheard-of idea and method, the terrifying power of the weapon......

Barely squeezing out a smile, Brandon patted the dragon Milassis beside him with great pity—this noble dragon girl's expression was so hideous that she wanted to pounce on it and tear the floating city into pieces.

Even she... Even the dragon that shook the Empire sensed a hint of threat from that weapon.

That's right, it's just a combination of this, but it's just a ballista with a long range and a lot of power... With the speed of the dragon, as long as the dragon is pulled away, it is impossible to be shot.

And with the slow and clunky speed and agility of the Floating City, catching up with the dragon is something that doesn't even have to be thought of: it probably won't have time to shoot a few shots before the dragon will be directly torn apart.

But the dragon... There are only thirteen heads......

And this thing......

As long as the person next to him is still there, there are enough materials, enough manpower, and sufficient funds......

It's no surprise that he just made hundreds, if not thousands.

"Hmm, Brandon, what are you looking at?"

Isaac beside him didn't know when he had stood up, wiped the snot and tears from his face with his sleeve, and looked at His Royal Highness the prince like a distracted person inexplicably.

After being stunned for a second, Brandon hugged Isaac, who was covered in snot and tears, and hugged him very tightly.

"Nothing, Isaac, nothing. His Royal Highness's tone was particularly sincere:

"I just suddenly felt like you could be my friend... So lucky!"

"Alas... I haven't seen it before, your little mouth is so sweet!"

"No, no, no, it's you who won the prize. ”

Seeing the appearance of these two people like glue, the giant dragon Milassis on the side snorted arrogantly and twisted the dragon's head over, his expression was very disdainful.

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"The firing point has been detected, and the target has been accurately hit - no injuries have been made to Duke Loren, he is still alive!"

Fighting back his excitement, one of the observing wizards peeked out from the lookout and shouted downward.

In the silence of the floating city, everyone's eyes widened nervously at first, and just a few seconds later, the entire "Horn Fort" erupted in thunderous cheers!

"Long live the Duke of Byrne————!!!!"

In the boiling sound, the wizards put their arms around the knight's neck, and the witchers hugged the dwarven's bucket waist, all of them stupid, shouting hysterically, celebrating the moment just now.

"Whew-"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the little wizard who finally breathed a sigh of relief also had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the cheering crowd in front of him a little tiredly.

Finally... Finally, at the last minute, I arrived.

Thinking of himself in the past dozens of days, Ain has a particularly unreal experience - he is so nervous that he feels that he is wasting time even talking and breathing, for fear that an unpredictable problem will occur because of one of his mistakes.

Finally, all the tension disappeared at that moment.

The moment he set up the "Light Sword", for some reason, the little wizard had a very special touch, as if what he was facing was not a cold weapon, but some kind of extension of his body.

She knew that this was a "side effect" caused by the influence and erosion of the void power generated within the "Bright Light Sword" on her spiritual temple, but she still couldn't help but think so.

a long launch tube, as if it were part of one's own arm;

The observation mirror in front of you is your own eyes;

It was a distance of two kilometers, and it was still from the air to see the ground, but Ain just felt as if everything was close at hand, and as long as he raised his hand, he could touch that nasty guy.

It was this illusion that made Ain "deliberately" stick to the black-haired wizard's side to aim at the enemy, and let the shooting trajectory "rub" past Loren - she just had this feeling that she would not make a mistake and would definitely hit the target.

Faintly, there is also a little bit of "revenge" in it.

Let you, the big villain, leave others behind again and again, and go on your own adventures, since you are so adventurous, let you experience what is the real "edge of life and death"!

Thinking like this, the corners of the little wizard's mouth couldn't help but bloom with a hint of smugness.

"Lord Ain Rand!"

While everyone was still cheering, the observer at the top of the watchtower suddenly leaned out again and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Directly below Ebolden's army is sounding the rallying cry, asking us to approach in the direction of Ebolden, harass the enemy, and help them!"

"Also... His Royal Highness Brandon de Salion, Prince of East Sakland, and his dragon Mirasis are down there!"

Help... Was it to cover the retreat of Loren and the rest from the city?

The little wizard who thought about it for a moment nodded, and his expression immediately became serious: "Understood, everyone get ready, let the 'Horn Fort' Floating City move closer to Ebolden at half speed, and the 'Kyaukdaber' will start to load!"

"Obey ——!!!!"

A uniform shout rang out, and the wizards, soldiers, and craftsmen of the Floating City all began to act in unison—though the "Lord Ain Rand" rarely gave orders to them, and did not seem to have any "majesty" to speak of.

But when she gives the order, everyone will still subconsciously obey, taking her ideas as their own goals.

As Lena de Salion has said, there is a charm in Ain that makes you want to help her achieve her goals, and she can lead everyone by example.

The floating city in the sky began to move, slowly but surely moving in the direction of Ebolden, and the delicate Mithril core had begun to glow gray-blue directly behind the "Lightsaber" launch tube directly facing the "city gate".

Through the magic circle that Isaac hooked on the floating city, the "Bright Lightsaber" was almost replenished with a steady stream of firepower and "ammunition", and theoretically even the maximum power could be played once every quarter of an hour for a day and a night!

Of course, the consequence of that would be to completely destroy the magic array in the floating city, and then complete a free fall in the air.

"Reach the target, the floating city begins to hover——!"

"The launcher is activated, and the magic array is charged with the 'Bright Light Sword'——!"

"The anti-pressure magic array is activated, ready to activate the high-level spell, 'Perseverance as ice'——!"

"The magic array is activated, and the final countdown ——! five, four, three, two, one......"

"Everyone goes into bunker, hold on tight, and be ready to turn on emergency devices at any time——!"

"Ready, all on standby——!"

"Lightsaber, get ready for launch!"

The last shout was over, and the entire floating city was quiet again, holding its breath from top to bottom.

Everyone's eyes turned to the little wizard, and the two alchemists standing next to the "Bright Light Sword" also silently made room for her.

Gently pressing the transmitter switch, Ain, who was silent, put his eyes close to the observation glass, looked at the elven soldiers who were already panicking under the city gate in his field of vision, and took a deep breath.

Loren Torino, you big villain who always looks down on people......

This time, I'm here to save you!(https:)

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