A bright sword light suddenly appeared in the darkness. With a bang, the Bein Knight, who was the leader, watched in amazement as the scimitar in his hand flew out of his hand and flew backwards in a circle.

He stood there empty-handed, looking at the white-gold swordsman who appeared out of thin air, as if he still couldn't believe that he would be disarmed by the sword that was killed halfway.

And the other three knights also arrived at this moment.

And the blade foot of the Angel Platinum lightly touched the ground, drawing an arc forward. The mana field generated by Guy's generator caused the floating dust on the ground to produce a clearly visible vortex.

The three Angels turned in unison and faced the knights who had come after them.

Fang Yu was holding his hand on the wall at this time and stood up with difficulty. But he didn't have the slightest decadence in his chest, but his eyes were full of high fighting spirit, because anyway, a battle was inevitable, so it was better to simply give it a go. Idus has grown a lot from here, and it needs a great battle to prove it.

The knights also stopped suddenly, as if they understood the implication - and the dexterity and swordsmanship displayed by the seemingly inhuman constructed swordsman also obviously made them a little jealous.

They had recognized it as a flexible construct of the Combat Tinkerer, an alien of the Sword Wielder. But the face of the teenager in front of him is a little unbelievably young, there are already three structures here, where did those guys get such a person? Count Nurman glanced back at the middle-aged mystic at this time. The latter's face was also a little unright—he hadn't told them that when he brought them.

"It looks like the strength of the Revealed Eye has grown a lot over the years."

The middle-aged mystic sorcerer's face turned blue and white for a while, and he understood that the other party was ridiculing. After all, such a genius cannot be unknown in the Craftsman Association. He muffled, "We weren't going to do anything to these people. ”

"You can't do anything now, but they drove away your airship," Nurman replied blandly. "Let's think about how to deal with the aftermath now."

The latter obviously looked like a red-eyed gambler, and said with hatred in his eyes: "Anyway, arrest this person first-"

Nurman chuckled. "Then don't let it go again this time."

"Your Excellency, this is not the time for gossip."

The middle-aged mystic's face was a little dark.

But Nurman didn't mind, and said to herself, "The person Her Royal Highness the princess has found is not simple. ”

The middle-aged mystic was stunned for a moment, and then his face gradually became serious. As the other party said, such a genius would not come to Istania for nothing. While the locals take pride in the silver rustling sea, they don't fool themselves that Istania is a frontier land compared to Kaurin-Ihurian.

If they weren't indigenous or had a special reason, who would have come here for no reason?

In this way, Her Royal Highness the princess's preparations in this matter seemed to be much more thorough and in-depth than they had imagined.

……

Of course, Fang Yu didn't know at this time, and the two people not far away were already completely crooked, thinking that they were capable people specially invited by Princess Rupert from Kaulin-Ishurian.

He only estimated that those Bein Knights had reached the limit of waiting, and they were already ready to make a move, because four against three, the other party still had an advantage. Moreover, he himself could not wait, time was a fleeting opportunity for him, and the Bein knights on the rooftop in the distance had already begun to turn back after realizing that they could not catch up with the Daoud.

With a soft roar, the knights gripped their scimitars in both hands.

And at that moment, Fang Yuan's left hand also led behind him, summoning a kraken configuration.

And also? Nurman's eyebrows raised slightly, and the knights were taken aback. But they had to fire at the end of the arrow, and they immediately leaned forward, clenched their scimitars in both hands, and launched a surprise with a low roar. And Fang Ou's left hand was backwards, and his right hand pointed forward, and the three energy angels also responded at the same time and stopped them.

Not to be outdone, the knight who had lost his sword rushed forward with his bare hands. Seeing this, Fang Yuan's mind moved slightly, and he set out an energy angel to stop the latter. However, the remaining energy angels could only retreat in a two-on-three situation, and between the swords, the sword light was staggered, and there were soon a few more obvious sword marks on the body.

Although the defense line can still be supported for a while, on the system panel, the durability of the energy angel has been steadily declining, and the function of the damaged body will also decline further. If he doesn't want to do something, the domino effect is just around the corner.

The knights were apparently aware of this as well.

They exchanged glances with each other, and their hands cooperated more tacitly, wanting to break through Fang Yuan's defense as soon as possible.

But they obviously didn't understand that the young man in front of them actually had a lot of room to spare. When he was on Fenris Island, controlling the three power angels was already the limit of Fang Yuan, and even Miss Tata's ability was required. But from then to now, his computing power has increased more than three times, and the current computing power demand of more than 100 energy angels only occupies a small part of the total computing power for him.

Even with the addition of the sea demon configuration, it is only half over. And more than half of the computing power required is really not a burden for professional craftsmen.

What's more, he also has Miss Dragon Soul - two.

Tata was unrecognizable at the moment, and Nini, who was invisible, was sitting on Papa's shoulders with a pair of cheeks in her hands, watching the scene in front of her with a bit of boredom - of course, she didn't make a move.

With her 'Papa' ability, it is not impossible to fight head-to-head against four, although she doesn't quite understand why 'Papa' is so grinding, but in the little girl's opinion, there is a self-evident truth in this world - as long as it is the decision of 'Papa', it must be right. And Sister Tata hasn't spoken yet, so she's not in a hurry at all.

Fang Plover was actually luring the enemy deeper, and he could also spare time to pay attention to the movements of Count Nurman and the middle-aged mystic on the side. And when he saw that the middle-aged mystic warlock finally couldn't hold it anymore and raised the magic wand in his hand again, he knew in his heart that his opportunity had come.

He suddenly raised his right hand in the air—

Like a star in the dark, it is displayed in the sky.

Arrays of light appeared in the corridor, and silver fusiforms slowly emerged from them.

Since he has not yet fully grasped the characteristics of this new structure, the computing power is still as high as half after compression, twenty points, and his remaining computing power at this moment is more than one hundred and sixty, and he can control eight.

The knight who saw this scene was taken aback, and subconsciously withdrew his sword and retreated. The three sword-wielding figures, plus the strange construct behind it that has never played any role, is already a four-control - and this is not the world's multi-control of bells and whistles for clockwork fairies - but a real one-level structure.

But the other party actually has spare strength: and what is it?

When Count Nurman saw these silver wasps, a disturbing thought flashed through his heart. For the first time, he unsheathed his sword and took a step forward—Fang Yu could see clearly, the opponent's sword was hidden in the cane, narrow and sharp, and it shimmered with snow in the darkness, like a viper's letter.

Nurman lowered his sword and stopped in front of the middle-aged mystic.

Before the knights could react, Fang Yu had already pointed forward through the Angel of Energy, and the silver swarm of bees had already whistled over their heads, pointing straight at the middle-aged mystic.

That's what he's waiting for:

If he really wanted to escape, these four Bein Knight knights might not be able to stop him. But the real potential danger is Count Nurman and the middle-aged mystic beside him. Especially the latter, the anchoring spell of the other party before made him suffer a dark loss. Eat a trench and grow wise, of course, the square plover will not fall twice in the same pit.

The middle-aged mystic sorcerer's face finally changed at this time.

He saw that the knights were always pestering Fang Ou and maintaining the advantage. Besides, when the other party is so young, how can it be the opponent of the three knights? At this age, the four controls are already quite beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even if Fang Yu personally admits that he only used half of his computing power (less than half if he counts Tata), I'm afraid they won't believe it.

Under such circumstances, he was relieved to start chanting spells boldly. But halfway through this spell, it naturally can't be stopped easily, otherwise the ether will be reversed, which is equivalent to using the spell that was originally used to deal with the enemy on oneself.

Looking at the silver light that was flying closer and closer, the middle-aged mysticist's scalp was about to explode.

He didn't even know for a moment whether to worry about his own safety, or why could the other party control so many constructs?

"Calm down," said Count Nurman, in a deep voice. "It's just a clockwork goblin, don't let the other party mess with your train of thought."

Unfortunately, being calm doesn't necessarily mean being right.

As soon as he finished speaking, the truth slapped him in the face, and he saw that the silver clockwork fairy stopped in the air, and immediately a flash of fire flashed.

Fortunately, the earl reacted quickly, stretched out his sword to block, and when there was a loud bang, sparks flew by. He felt the blade tremble, and the bullet struck it and folded in the other direction.

Then a huge burst of gunfire rang out, echoing through the hallway, and three 'Wasp-I' dangled in mid-air, spewing tongues of fire and bullets raining down on Nurman and the middle-aged mystic.

Although the former still hasn't figured out why the clockwork goblin can also attack, he has doubts in his heart, and the movements in his hands are not slow at all.

I saw that the thin sword in the governor's hand danced into a screen, and it was able to block most of the bullets fired at him and the mystic warlock behind him, and he really couldn't stop it, so he had to pull the latter back, let the bullets hit the floor, and pulled out a long line of fire.

It's just that Nurman immediately realized that something was wrong, although blocking this round of attacks didn't make him feel too hard, but the thin sword in his hand was obviously not suitable for such an occasion, and he was afraid that he would break off after a few more rounds. And when he looked up, his heart sank even more - except for the three silver fusiform clockwork goblins on the front, the remaining five were scattering from side to side.

When they roar and attack from both sides, what will they do?

It's not just him who hesitates, but the Bein knights in front of them are obviously in a dilemma when they see this scene, and they don't know if they should turn back for a while. The hesitation in his heart was naturally reflected in his hand, and the attack was sluggish.

The Governor's mind was in a hurry, and he immediately realized that it was impossible to have both, and he immediately made a decision, and suddenly shouted: "Leave this side alone, catch him." ”

At the same time, he simply gave up the middle-aged secret sorcerer behind him, and dodged forward, revealing the latter who was terrified behind him. A bullet immediately passed over Nurman and washed over the mysticist's shield, causing a concussion of mana that brought the latter's incantation to an abrupt halt.

He opened his mouth wide.

Then there was a scream.

Fang Yu saw the middle-aged secret warlock fall to the ground, and his heart was slightly certain. He already knew that the main master was Nurman and this middle-aged secret sorcerer, and as soon as Nurman made a move, he confirmed this, this governor was really extraordinary, and the level of swordsmanship was far above that of the Bein knights, but the level did not seem to be to the point where he looked up to it, it seemed to be about twenty-five levels.

And the level of the middle-aged mystic should be about the same, but compared to the swordsman, the threat of the mystic in battle is obviously much greater. Solving the latter is a great enemy for him.

It's just that the Governor was a little late, and he hadn't arrived at the location of the four Bein Knights at the moment, and the latter had been sluggish in his offensive before, so he didn't talk about breaking through the defense of the Angels for the time being. At this moment, it was clear that this was the only chance he was looking for to escape from this place.

Fang Yu withdrew his hand, and the structure of several familiar alchemy arrays flashed in his heart:

"Elemental identification, material separation, structural remodeling, and changing properties."

His right hand, wearing a reinforced glove, drew a rough shape forward, and behind him, a heavy silver circle flashed above the Kraken configuration, merging with each other and slowly overlapping each other.

If the mystic was still there, it would have easily interrupted his control of the aether—compared to his knowledge of the theory of the aether, the sorcerer was not worthy of carrying the shoes of the craftsman; But when it comes to controlling the Aether, the Battle Craftsman can't catch up with the former—only at this moment, the other party is obviously no longer capable of doing this.

And it was also at this moment.

A thousand years after the disappearance of the spirits of Noumerin, it is here, in the fortress of the Bein, that the ancient elven alchemy is once again revealed.

The knights are still moving forward, but time seems to stand still. It seems that with the gesture of the square plover, the solid stone walls around it slowly change shape, turning into quicksand and gathering towards the center. This sudden change surprised everyone present, and the knights were shocked and subconsciously retreated.

And the look on Numan's face was shocked and angry, as if he realized something, and roared angrily: "Don't retreat, rush over." ”

But how can you rush over, there are still angels in front of you to block the way-

And everything happened so quickly, before Nurman could say a word, he watched the quicksand gather around him, forming a solid wall in a moment, separating the two sides from the inside and outside. As soon as he stopped, the four knights stopped in front of the wall, and everyone looked at each other in amazement.

What kind of sorcery is this?

Is this also called alchemy?

The other side of the wall.

Fang Yu was silently standing in front of this wall, and in his mind, countless light paths were advancing in unison, connecting countless stars together to form a magnificent star map. But when the last few points of light were connected to this star map, all the alchemical structure points dimmed in unison, as if they had regained their material form.

He opened his eyes, and his body shook a little.

The Kraken Fabric's need for mana was exactly the same as before, it was still massive, and he had never tried to use it for such large-scale refining before, and he had almost drained his mana.

But fortunately, the calculation was correct, and there was no such situation where the mana was exhausted, but the wall was not sealed yet.

Fang Yu glanced at his empty mana pool, and with his backhand, he removed the empty storage magic crystal on it, and then replaced it with a new pair. Having learned from the last time in Idus, he now carries twice as many Reservoir Crystals as he averages.

Although this takes up extra weight, it is still a bit insufficient in terms of the 'food volume' of the Kraken configuration at the moment.

He rubbed his groggy head, the dizziness was caused by the overuse of mental power. But there was no need to panic, it wasn't the first time he had used ancient alchemy, and he knew that this symptom would disappear soon.

Then Fang Yu raised his head and looked at the wall in front of him—a heavy, metallic sheen was flashing on the wall, like iron casting.

But that's not the kind of thing that turns a stone into gold.

Instead, he used the materials of the energy angels that were sealed in the wall, and formed a layer of metal armor on the wall in a short period of time, so that it was impossible for a character in his twenties to break through this wall in a short period of time, right?

It's just that I've lost three more energy angels, and I said that I would take good care of my flexible construction from now on, why did it look like this all of a sudden?

Fang Yuan's heart ached a little and he couldn't breathe.

He took one last look at the wall, then turned away, but still hadn't removed his goggles because he had to retrieve the wasp-I on the other side. The Angel of Energy has already been lost, if these 'Wasp-I' can't stop the loss, he will really die in this place, and the profession of Combat Craftsman is a little too sad, right?

As he walked, he pulled out a few fire djinn from under his coat.

Although the Governor has been sealed on the other side for the time being, it does not mean that he is safe. Fang Yuan's heart was actually very sober—tonight's battle was just beginning. From here, he had to fight his way out of the siege, all the way out of the castle, and finally through the atrium and the outskirts, and escape from this place.

Countless troubles await him.

How many battles they encountered when they came into this place, and they were afraid that they would double it when they went out.

And now the only thing he can rely on is himself-

……

Below the tower, a group of mystics were looking up at a huge black shadow in mid-air, slowly streaking over their heads.

Looking at this scene, everyone had some unspeakable meaning in their hearts - it was their airship after all, but at this moment they actually wanted to blow it up with their own hands. In fact, even for the 'Revealing Eye', an airship of this level is an expensive luxury, and it is actually a gift from the King of Sand, otherwise the mystics alone would not be able to afford such a huge ship.

However, compared to the value of the airship itself, the above things are obviously more important, and in comparison, this can only be the end of the plan.

Long before the 'gangsters' asked to board the ship, they had already stalled for time and made all the arrangements on the Daoud, and now was the time to put it to use.

"The Daoud has taken off!"

The wind and sand grew stronger and stronger, and the howling wind seemed to drown everything between heaven and earth, making the human voice even more indistinct.

However, the group of mystics gathered under the tower still saw the meaning of each other clearly from the gestures of their colleagues in the distance. After all, the airship was in the sky at this moment, and everyone could see it, in fact, they didn't need the other party to come down to convey the news, they already understood this.

As for the other party's insistence on running down the tower to inform them of this behavior, everyone can only understand that the other party is too idle. No one doubted it, and when they saw this, they immediately walked down the tower, where a large crystal stood in the center of the makeshift cleared hall.

Several mystics were surrounding the crystal, and their eyes were on the people who walked in from the outside.

"The Daoud has lifted off."

The person who walked in repeated it to the people inside.

The highest-ranking mystic standing next to the crystal was slightly stunned, and immediately asked, "What about the knights of the Bein?" ”

"They can't catch up."

"And we implement the plan?"

"Activate the self-detonation crystal, the contents of the Daoud must not leak out." The visitor nodded.

And just as the mystic was about to turn around and give orders to his colleagues around the crystal, it was at this moment that an exclamation suddenly came from far outside the hall:

"Wait."

The voice came from far and near, and when everyone looked back, they saw a man at the door pointing in the direction of the tower, shouting, "Someone has come down, he seems to have something." In that direction, a mystic sorcerer hurried in from the top of the tower, and then rushed into the sandstorm with all his might.

With some difficulty, the other man ran over and climbed the stairs outside the hall, and the gatekeeper outside immediately rushed over and helped him up. But the former did not have time to rest, so he raised his head and shouted to them breathlessly: "Stop, stop for a moment." ”

Everyone in the hall was slightly stunned.

"What's going on?" The leading mystic asked immediately.

The man who came down from the tower opened his mouth wide and gasped heavily, before stammering, "Ah, Afifa is up there." ”

"What!?"

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and for a moment, there was a buzzing discussion:

"How did Miss Afifa get on the Daoud?"

"What are the people up there doing?"

"Didn't Amun-la say they had other plans?"

Everyone talked about it, but only the secret warlock led by him glanced at his colleague, a little caught off guard, and couldn't help but ask, "What should I do now?" ”

The latter also looked embarrassed, and was silent for a while before he replied: "Do what you say...... After all...... Or His Highness is more important. ”

After the two finished speaking, they couldn't help but fall silent together.

……

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