Chapter 180: The Battle of the Stargate VII
Shen Muyun's somewhat quiet gaze swept over the wooden texture growing on the command platform and the brass nameplate nailed to it, and the wind outside swept the clouds and waves, surging like a mountain and a sea, and the ice and rain washed over the deck, making a loud noise.
The air was filled with the smell of a cold, choking sea breeze, the smell of aether peculiar to the empty sea of Aitalia, filled with a thick and active wind element.
In his ears, the subtle cacophony of voices in the Xun crystal gradually joined together, making a rustling sound, but the voice gradually became clear, and turned into a deep call:
"Call 573, call 573."
The Communications Officer looked up in some surprise. There was a small silence in the cabin, and then everyone couldn't help but cheer - communication was finally restored, and some even gave each other a high-five.
Shen Muyun only picked up his communication crystal, and replied in a calm voice: "This is the 573 ship, Xingmen Port, received it, please speak." β
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More voices followed, like messages of magic passing through the vast sea of air, and the encrypted bytes were converging at every point through the network that overlayed the world.
"Arquette, Arquette," Merriffin was pushing open the door, the inscription on his beard trembling and his eyes widening, "why are you still here, pack up and leave, they're about to attack." β
"I know, didn't you see that I was cleaning up," Arquette grabbed his hair with his hands as his beard and hair were a mess. He carried a large roll of parchment in one hand, an unfinished flexible assembly in his hand, and his round eyes swept around the room, as if he was thinking about forgetting something.
"Oh, Plan Fourteen, Plan Fourteen, let me see, where it ......"
Arquette was walking around the room, but Merriffin outside the door was so anxious that he rushed in, dropped the things in his hand, and said angrily: "When is it, I don't have time to bring you these, let's save my life first!" β
As he spoke, he dragged his old man out of the house.
"You're crazy," Arquette immediately screamed, "Those are my treasures, my blueprints, and the final plan for the Battle Elf Type 2, no!" If you let me go back, I'll die with them even if I die!" β
"No one cares about your things, you better care about the present, if they succeed, the entire northern realm will be reduced to ashes, just like the ...... back then"
Merriffin closed his mouth, as if reluctant to mention those three words, and said in a low voice, "In short, if the worst happens, your things are worthless, and you can't take them anywhere." β
"No," Arquette grabbed by the hair, of course he knew this, "those are my hard work, are we not at all helpless?" How could it suddenly be impossible to hold on, our people? β
"They have taken control of the City Guards, as well as the Grey Knights, and the Silver Wind Knights don't know what is crazy, and they haven't moved yet, and I think it's more than lucky," Merrifen replied: "There are some monsters in the city, I think they also made them, the front line is no longer able to withstand it, and there are only a hundred people up and down the combat department of the General Assembly, and there are only a few people from you and me, plus the manpower of the Chamber of Commerce, as well as the people of the major temples, there are only so many people together." β
"These damn humans," Arquette scolded, "I knew that the Silverwind Knights could not be trusted, and I wanted the Silver Helmet Guards to come to this place and pacify these clowns, and they dared to attack this place?" This is the territory of the Ishurian dwarves! β
"They're just being controlled, and besides, that little guy isn't human yet," Merriffin reminded him at the right time, "and you can't wait for the Silver Helmet Guards, they're still in Eldron and will be here for at least a month or two." β
"In the name of Talos's Hammer, I swear to these people," Arquette slammed his fist against the wall in a grumpy manner, "Why didn't that kid warn us earlier?" β
"Ed, he's not going to be easy...... "Merriffin shook his head, "he's been in some trouble before, and we haven't been able to help him." Listen, Arquette, this is an order from above, there is no room left to defend the Artisans' Guild, they are now going to gather everyone together and see if they can storm the town hall before they have their ceremony, this is a desperate gamble, and our only chance. β
"What!?" Arquette was taken aback: "Abandon the headquarters, no, no, no, isn't that a joke, the dwarves of Kaulin-Ishurian have never lost a single place in their hundreds of years of history, never!" β
"But I can't do that now, old man."
"What about our reinforcements, didn't that little guy send a radio to the entire North in the Tower of Stars and Moon, didn't they know that the rest of the crystal was in this place? What about the others, reinforcements from elsewhere? β
Merifen shook his head and corrected, "It's the whole Kaulin-Ishurian, but it's useless, there are no reinforcements left." The entire North is in turmoil, the Grey Knights have been operating in this place for a long time, and now the Ravental Sanctuary is mobilizing forces from all of the North, and they have declared war on the Chosen One. β
"Declare war!?" The old dwarf's eyes widened.
He hadn't heard it in years.
Merifin pulled out a dusty crystal, "Listen to it for yourself." β
The crystal lit up slightly in his hand, and a noisy sound immediately came from it:
ββ¦β¦ This is the Knights of the Warmheart, our guild is under attack by an enemy of unknown origin, our location is in the southern part of the Traveler's Swamp, near Olpeca, is there anyone nearby who can support us......"
"Brothers of the Knights of the Warm Heart, please hold on, we are moving in your direction, this is the Guild of the Howling of the North Wind, keep in touch with ......"
"Ladies and gentlemen, the coordinates are A829431, H218000 have found an army, its movements are unknown, it may be a garrison from the direction of the traveler's rest."
"The call is not answered, the purpose of the other party is not clear, be careful that it may not be a friendly ......"
"The Howling Guild of the North Wind, there is another fleet on the other side of your north, can you see it?"
"What about Moondust's fleet?"
Call No Answer ......
"This is the Eleventh Detachment of the Silver Forest Spear, we may not be able to reach the scheduled assembly area on time," the rustling voice followed by an expletive, "NMSL." β
Arquette was slightly stunned and pointed out, "Wait, I've heard this voice." β
Merriffin rolled her eyes: "Now is not the time to care about this, haven't you noticed, the northern border is already in chaos." They opened the passage of two worlds, those monsters...... By the way, what are they called......
"Shadow Man."
"That's right, Shadowman, those monsters have already teleported their fleets to this world through this passage." Merriffin waved his hand and said, "There are no reinforcements left, the Chosen ones are too busy to take care of themselves, they may not be able to arrive in time." β
Arquette was stunned for a long time: "Then isn't my research all finished?" β
"Damn, you're still concerned about this," Merifin pulled at her beard in anger, "and now all we can count on is ourselves." β
ββ¦β¦ Maybe that kid will come and help us," Arquette said stunned, "Do you remember what he did in Fenris?" β
"Shut up, Arquette, you've lost all the dwarves' faces."
"Okay, okay," Arquette saw that his friend was really angry, and hurriedly raised his hand to surrender: "But do we really only have this little power in our hands, have you forgotten someone?" β
"Someone, who?" Merifin's face suddenly changed: "Arquette, are you crazy?" β
But the dwarf chuckled in that direction, "No, he's coming." β
A dark shadow flew in from the window in front of him, flapped his wings and stopped on the windowsill, raised his long eyebrows, and tilted his head to look at the two of them.
"Good evening, Miss Kitchen."
"Yes, Ma'am, Lady Heatside," said the owl who stopped on the windowsill in a strange voice, "it is very strange that you dwarves always mistake other people's titles, and that it is very rude. β
She lowered her head, untied a note tied to the ankleband with her pointed beak, and threw it over: "This is the letter that the Lord gave you, what a strange thing, why did you ask me to deliver the letter, I am not an owl messenger." β
No, you are.
The two dwarves thought at the same time, and they glanced at each other before stooping down to pick up the letter.
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"Bang-"
"Bang-"
The sound of the door was getting louder and louder, and with each impact, the planks groaned in pain and fell a cloud of dust, as if the door and the furniture blocking it were about to collapse at any moment.
"Bumpβ"
There was another thud that made the little girl hiding behind the magic mango tremble, and the young man holding the sword turned around to soothe the little girl, and his bright eyes looked at the others in the darkness.
The man and his family of three were all snuggling up to each other and hiding in the corner, his wife and eldest daughter were shivering, but the man was still looking at the direction of the gate quite calmly.
Magic Mango touched the little girl's head and whispered, "Go to your family." β
The little girl's face was unusually pale and she looked at him with some hesitation.
"Don't worry," Magic Mango softened his voice as he gestured to the sword in his hand, "We have weapons, and we will protect you." β
The little girl looked at him, then bit her lip and nodded, and ran towards that side, but her legs were weak and she could barely stand, and the magic mango gently helped her behind her.
"When the battle happens," Magic Mango looked at his companions before saying to the man's family, "You find a way to escape from this place, and we will try to buy you time......"
"Sir......" the man whispered, holding his daughter in one hand.
"You don't have to ask why," Magic Mango replied, "...... We have caused you a lot of trouble on weekdays, but this is your home, and it is ours. We don't have any good memories for you, but at least this time, we might be able to do something about it. β
"Mango ......"
One of the others couldn't help but speak.
But Magic Mango looked over and shook his head slightly: "Do you think we can escape, but we can at least go back behind the stargate, but what about them?" β
He paused: "Look at their eyes, don't you have the answer in your heart?" β
The man fell silent.
There was another loud thud, and there was a tooth-aching cracking sound on the door, as if the door frame had been deformed by the impact.
A chair that stood in the way rolled down from above.
Magic Mango glanced in that direction, paused, and then said in a deep voice: "The Grey Knights killed everyone, do you see the fire outside, they want to turn this place into a white field."
We didn't come forward when the rebels came forward, but now these demons are out there, do you think they'll let us go? β
Magic Mango's tone softened: "There are enough people who have died, guys, don't you want to be a hero once?" We may have lost all those things, but we are still a little unwilling after all. β
He raised his sword and threw his sword away, "The experience of the Ordinary Elector is enough, and I hope that many years from now, you will remember our choice at this moment." This may also be an explanation of ourselves, we have to leave something behind when we are chosen. β
The long sword fell to the ground with a sonorous and powerful word:
"We were able to respond to the call at the last moment, we died here, but we were still honorable to die......"
The man was silent for a moment before stooping down to pick up his sword.
Magic Mango pulled out another short sword and held it in his palm, then stared at the emblem on his neckline, as if he still remembered the joy of receiving it, but that was long gone.
He raised his other hand and gently wiped his Chosen Insignia.
The other people in the room looked at each other, but did not reply, but made the same motion.
Everything that once seemed incomparably precious to them seemed to be less important at this moment, but everything they were looking for in their hearts seemed more and more real.
Some people may have forgotten where they came from.
But they will at least remember why they left.
That's just an option.
But it takes courage to make a choice.
The sound of banging on the door was heard again, a crack opened in the door, and the sound of angry scolding had already come from outside the door, and the longing figure outside was the Grey Knight and the followers of the Ravenclaw Sanctuary.
In the midst of everyone, some noisy voices were echoing in the communication channel, as if it were a distant dream:
"Sword of Quillin, this is the Northland Hunters' Guild, are you still there?"
"Please hold on a little longer, we're already very close to your direction, please hold on a little longer......"
Magic Mango shook his head, he couldn't hold on anymore.
The Crowclaw Sanctuary had been prepared for it, and they were devastated as soon as they received the call-up order.
The other party directly besieged the resurrection point, and also knew the weakness of the Elector, and did not give them any chance from the beginning. The adventure group established by the previous commanders was just in his hands, and it was gone.
The Alliance must have betrayed everyone, otherwise the other party would not be so clear about the strongholds of each guild.
With so many guilds being hit at the same time, Magic Mango couldn't imagine what the situation was like in the North now.
How many more people will be able to respond to the call and arrive in Al Pahin?
Is there any hope for the North at this moment?
But that's not about him anymoreβ
This is the final battle of the Sword of Quirin, and after this battle, this little-known guild will be removed from this world forever, just as it never came.
Magic Mango clenched the sword in his hand, and a bright light came into his field of vision.
It was a sharp blade that cut through the wooden door and slashed in from the outside.
The wooden door made an overwhelmed sound, and finally slowly collapsed in the flying wood chips.
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The Crimson Queen's hull rumbled, as if it were cutting through thick clouds.
Kaka glanced down at the communication crystal in his hand, and he didn't react at all, the fleet had taken the initiative to cut off external communications, and was in a state of silence.
"What are you going to do?"
A somewhat disgruntled voice came.
Bai Ju looked at the slightly underbeaten face in front of him, and his brows were furrowed.
However, in comparison, the six shadows who were watching their group from the side were more curious, and the girl was a little curious because she didn't expect her partner to be able to convince each other easily.
However, in the face of Bai Ju's questioning, Kaka seemed a little disapproving: "You should also be aware that something is wrong, this mission has been full of doubts from the beginning, and the broadcast just now...... Where are we going now, and who are we going to fight? Aren't you curious? β
"Don't talk nonsense," Bai Ju said with grinding his teeth, "We've all seen the situation on the bridge, you just say what to do." β
"What should I do?" Kaka shrugged: "Of course it's to rescue the Lone Boat Boss first, you don't think we little minions can really do anything, do you?" The most important thing at the moment is, of course, to find someone to take responsibility-"
Everyone's eyes widened, but only Six Shadows was surprised by this argument - she was used to it.
"You guy," Bai Ju said angrily, "Do you mean that we will go directly to the bridge and rescue the people?" β
"Or else?" Kaka replied, "What do you think we will do, divert the tiger from the mountain, and secretly Chen Cang?" It's not that complicated, the more complex the plan, the more likely it is to go wrong, the simpler it is, and in the case of surprise, we still have a great chance of success. β
He looked at everyone present: "Me and Liuying, plus your people, also have the appearance of almost two groups, which is far enough as an assault force." But you won't be afraid to go up, will you? Hey, by the way, it's not impossible to have such a possibility, after all, you just shaved your head down there before, and it's understandable that you don't have much morale. β
Before Kaka finished speaking, he grabbed someone. "You bastard," Bai Ju was so angry that his muscles came out of his head, he cooperated with the people of the Heavenly Fire Guild in Snow Stone Castle, and was shaved by the other party, no one in the team dared to mention it, this guy actually said it so openly.
But the person next to him hurriedly separated the two and persuaded Bai Ju to pass through the gap and said, "Okay, you don't need to be like him, don't you know what kind of virtue this guy is?" β
Bai Ju gasped for two breaths before nodding, he and Kaka were from the same academy, but the reason why the two of them didn't like each other was because the other party could make him angry every time.
He knew that now was not the time for a dispute, that their actions in Snowstone Castle had taken a big picture, and that now was the best time to make amends if it was as the other party had said.
After the white horse calmed down his anger, he asked, "Seriously, well, even if your plan works, what should we do after that?" β
"What to do, of course, listen to the boss of the lonely boat," Kaka replied as a matter of course, "There is a tall man on top of the sky falling, you can't be unaware of this truth, right?" β
"You-"
The white horse was about to have a seizure, but the young man in front of him sighed rarely, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Kaka spread his hands and said, "Everyone, in fact, it doesn't make sense for you to ask so much. For us right now, it's just a matter of taking one step at a time. At the moment, the entire fleet is under the control of the other party, and as for what will happen after the capture of the Crimson Queen, then who knows? β
He looked out of the porthole, and in his dark pupils there was a distant fire that was burning in the distance, it was the fleet of Skyfire that had not yet completely sunk.
"At times like this, just expect a miracle to happen."
"Because there is nothing we can count on but a miracle."
"Do your best, let it be the fate of heavenβ"
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On the noisy bridge, the voice coming from the communication crystal was majestic and calm.
"Captain Shen Muyun, I now ask your ship to immediately move closer to the direction of Charter City, here is an order from the Star Gate Command."
"There are now multiple hostile forces in the skies over the north, and I order you to ensure that the area around Charter City-Elpahim corridor is clear, and other combat units will work together with you."
"Roger."
Shen Muyun silently put down the communication crystal in his hand, and looked up, and the general orders of the various departments in the command bridge were coming and going. A herald came running in this direction and spoke:
"Captain, the detection department has detected multiple unstable spatial passages in the north, northwest, west, and southwest of our ship, and the elemental layer of the entire northern realm is extremely active, and at the same time, there are a large number of wind elemental reactions in the north and south areas of Charter City."
The other party paused for a moment before he said again: "According to the analysis of the intelligence department, there may be more than one fleet that has been teleported to the sky over the northern territory through means unknown to us. β
"How's the scale?" Shen Muyun asked.
"Great," replied the herald, "these fleets are at least above A or B, that is, each of them has more than fifty ships, and among them there are two large fleets, and at least more than three flagships, that is, battleships of the second or first rank. β
Shen Muyun curled his knuckles and tapped the command platform lightly, and said after a moment: "Send a signal to the other ships, and the whole fleet will turn to the direction of Charter City and enter a state of first-level combat readiness. β
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