When Princess Ina was just married to the Federation, she saw floating islands, floating cities, and floating fortresses for the first time, and felt that her three views had been refreshed several times. Hailing from an oasis kingdom on the continent of Sosnes, she couldn't imagine the impact of the power of the arcane civilization on the inherent influence of people. As a result, the floating city of Elichar shocked her even more than Neosfia, the capital of the seven seas, and the radiant city of Theloxia, even though it was far inferior to the latter two in terms of city size and population.

Then she saw the Oraheran Fortress, which had been run by the great magnates for centuries, and the Sky Fortress of Orso and Elichar.

Such a huge fortress, arranged in a trapezoidal structure as a whole, is divided into twelve floors, consisting of three walls and twenty vertical walls divided into countless compartments like watertight layers, each of which can be regarded as an independent battle fortress. The tallest tower in the center of the fortress was a full hundred meters above the foundation, and the large demon shield core on the top of the tower emitted a faint light, constantly rotating, and at first glance it looked like a titan giant from the age of mythology.

Well, Princess Ina had never seen a Titan, but that didn't stop her from thinking about it.

In the eyes of this princess of a small country who has never seen much of the world, this is the greatest artificial creation in the world, right?

And yet, and what appeared in front of her...... Oh no, what was the Oraheran Fortress compared to the great being that appeared before her?

This majestic city was too close to her, and Princess Ina couldn't see the whole picture of the other party even if she tried her best. She held her head high, trying to capture the top of a giant city, but she couldn't even see the full picture of a magic tower. She saw the countless reliefs, frescoes, and coats of arms carved into the outer walls, vividly instilling the vast history of that most glorious era in the world. However, mottled erosion and cracks can still be seen on the blue walls, but I don't know how many years have passed.

She wanted to see better, but she met a pair of deep eyes. The princess of Anloria shuddered, staggered back, and almost sat down. She froze, and then she suddenly saw it clearly. That eye was actually one of the two true dragon colossias at the entrance of the city gate. Now, the giant city had taken shape and stopped turning, and the towering gates were aimed at the people on the island.

The colossus of the real dragon was carved almost perfectly, whether it was the demeanor, the size or the posture, even the wisps of hair and scales on it were lifelike, and a pair of dragon eyes polished from unknown gems were even more profound and bottomless. If it weren't for the fact that the colossus must have been made of some unknown metal, the whole body was dark brown with a slight rust not found in real dragons, and Princess Ina would have thought that it was two giant dragons prostrate here.

Rao is like this, the princess of the small country still feels her scalp tingling, and whispered: "So, Olga, this, do we still have this thing in our hands?" ”

"This, how...... I really don't know, huh? "Olga actually wants to say that if we really had this thing, we would have taken it out a long time ago, and we wouldn't have been forced to the point where we are today.

…… No, or rather, we do, but we can't kick it off until we have the right conditions. Olga looked at the force guide device that he had commanded and built, and vaguely understood something. It's a force guide device that she designed herself, and of course she knows how strong it is and how much power it can provide. However, the device has now been completely extinguished, and there is a pungent smell coming from inside, which is clearly caused by the melting and deformation of metal parts.

At this time, I saw Gold Wielambart gently unfold the "wisdom authority" in his hand, pointed the end of the key to the position of the city gate, and recited a password in an unknown language. The next moment, the giant city in the air on the opposite side quickly reacted, and the two metal dragon statues opened their mouths and let out a golden and iron battle in response. The door behind them made a heavy, vicissitudes of life, and slowly opened. The white light turned into a transparent staircase, which descended from the entrance of the city gate, spanned a distance of hundreds of meters, and finally landed in the center of the small island in the heart of the sky.

"Let's go. Weapons that can fight our most powerful enemy are already available, but how to use them depends on how we operate them. Golde Wielanbart said.

He must have used a little spiritual magic, and the old man's voice shook in everyone's hearts like a flood of bells, making everyone immediately recover from the shock.

Everyone nodded, but they couldn't hide their excitement. Naturally, those present were the die-hard henchmen of the two family heads, and they were one with the Gate Valve Sect, and now, they finally saw the trump card to reverse all the predicaments in front of them, and they were naturally happy.

"So, I'll go explore the way first." After receiving Gold's approval, Ovilia took the lead in leading Dandy Lane's retainers to the Staircase of Light, towards the gates of the Spiral Fortress.

Olga hesitated, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Gold.

"Olga, Ina, you don't go in."

"Grandfather?"

"You two are going to return to Elichar on the Unicorn now, and I've arranged for my henchmen to take Duyd to wait at Marina 12. Take him to Neosfia, and no matter what happens, don't look back. ”

The little girl was stunned and wanted to ask something, but she saw that her grandfather had already stepped on the steps of light, and she didn't look back.

When this huge floating fortress was suspended in the sky, not only Elichar, but the entire Orso Heavenly Region could see it.

"W-what is this...... Has the heavenly palace of the gods come? The people of the uprising stared blankly at the palaces and fortresses that suddenly hung in the sky, as if they had seen the myth reflected in reality. After a short period of sluggishness, everyone was in a state of chaos, and there were those who ran in all directions, kneeling and praying, those who howled and cried, and those who were stunned.

Fortunately, their opponents, the city guards and garrisons, did not perform better than them, and they almost collapsed. You know, even their officers have lost their fighting spirit and are in a mess, what kind of organization can they expect from themselves?

What is even more fortunate is that Elichar's leader of the paupers of the Third World, known as the "King of the Grey Alley" and who will be written in the history books of the future, still has a high prestige among the coolies, the paupers, and the bottom of the Black (Meow) Alley, at least much higher than the officers of the garrison opposite. Although he could not continue to command the large but already chaotic masses of the rebels, he still managed to gather some of his powerful old brothers, about 200 people, all coolies on the docks and construction sites, and the most capable and organized group of the rebels.

This is understandable, organized industrial workers have always been the most combative class in the world, and only the second secondary teenagers who have seen too much of the old boys will think that those brave and ruthless street gangsters are more capable of fighting.

"Uncle, what should we do now?"

"Yes, Daddy, it has been said that we have turned against those noble masters, which is why the gods are angry."

"Brother Taran, that thing can't really be a divine punishment, right?"

The man below asked, babbling. Then, only to see the leader of the poor people of Elichar, he slapped the wall hard, and said viciously: "Hmph, if you want to talk about nobility, which of those so-called old men is more noble than the one who is coming?" We are now his subordinates...... Well, his allies! Yes, the true Lord's envoy has promised me that we are his allies and that we will have our say in the kingdom to come! Everyone's life will get better and better! Such a noble Lord Lu Xi, even if the gods really came, they would only bless him! So what are we afraid of? ”

“…… Yes, or not? What if he didn't come to help Master Lu Xi? ”

"Then it must be an evil god who came out of nowhere! The true goddesses, as well as the adults of Cloudsdale and the Dragon Knights, will help us out. Lord Taran said in a natural tone: "Anyway, in this day, is there a way back for us?" If we fail, my old taran will not live, and his head will be hung on the highest bridge of the dragon in Elichar, and so many of my children ......"

The King of Grey Alley's cheeks twitched unnaturally, as if it was too much for him to just imagine what might have happened then. He added: "And everyone here is this rebellion...... Ah no, the main backbone of this uprising! What is the best end? There's no going back! No matter what happens, you must follow Master Lu Xi! If we succeed, we will no longer be rats in Elichar's sewers; Even if he dies in battle, Master Lu Xi will give him the honor he deserves and give his family enough compensation! This is what His messenger promised! ”

Everyone admitted that Brother Taran was very reasonable, and gradually strengthened their confidence again.

“…… But, what if Master Lu Xi doesn't keep his promise? What if he just uses us? The magicians never cared about our life or death, they only needed us to pay taxes and even serve them as slaves, are they really trustworthy? Someone still whispered.

"So far, I haven't heard of Master Lu Xi's bad reputation, nor have I heard of Colorful Rose's bad reputation." Taran thought for a moment, and pulled out two color pictures from his bosom, which looked like they had been cut out of a magazine. One is the most recent, and on it is a portrait of all the members of the Emergency Committee, needless to say, naturally they are all arrogant, gloomy, arrogant old men and old ladies.

The other one is a few years old, but it is a promotional poster when Lu Xi "captured the lich" and got the Golden Meteor Medal when he was studying as a mage. On it, Lu Xi Linge Belencaster, who was dressed in a long robe, had shoulder-length black hair, Feng (leaning) Shen (Guo) Jun (leaning) Lang (Cheng), Ying (cold) posture (glamorous) Bo (Qing) hair (elegant), and his ink-colored eyes seemed to hide thousands of stars.

"Which of these two do you believe?"

It's so convincing! Everybody thinks so.

"Don't care about the rest of the scattered brothers, everyone is not a famous general, and they can't control these many people. All of us have decent weapons, right? Taran asked again.

Everyone raised their swords and guns to cater to them, and for a while the momentum was like a rainbow, but they really didn't have the courage of the (meow) production level (woo) level team when they first got into trouble.

"Brother Talan, give your order!"

"Yes, Daddy, we'll all do it with you! If something happens, everyone will carry it together! ”

"Okay, next, let's go...... Capture the Wind Sound Pavilion! ”

The so-called Wind Sound Pavilion is not a restaurant or a teahouse, but a serious federal official institution, and there is a magic guide that has amplified sound magic inside, and it is connected to more than twenty echo stone devices arranged in the city. When there is a need for important information to be communicated to the citizens of Elichar, and when newspapers are too slow, federal officials will broadcast to all the people of the Federation through these magic devices. To put it bluntly, it's just a city-wide magic radio station, and there are no serious programs, and it can't be used once a year and a half.

Of course, that's not an important strategic goal. At least that's what the two sides that are fighting in the city think.

"Why where?" Everyone is confused. They thought it was a more important target such as the Grain and Grass Arsenal, the Magic Workshop, and the Military Port.

"Nonsense, there are gendarmes in those places, can you fight them?" Taran said angrily, and then patiently explained: "We occupy it, and we will be able to tell the truth to the people of the city." Tell them that we are in trouble, and the heroes of the Federation are coming to rescue us, and that the floating city that suddenly appeared in the sky is the goddess who came down to help us! The vicious nobles and sinister mages who have been bullying us are finished! In this way, people who are a little bit bloody will rise up and join our team. Oh, by the way, and those scum who want to take advantage of the fire to rob, they will also restrain a little when they hear that Lord Lu Xi's army may arrive at any time outside the city. More than half of the people in the city are hard-working people like us, and many of them have only old and young women and children in their families, so we can help them to some extent. Yes, we do! ”

Uncle Taran persuaded everyone, and immediately headed in the direction of Fengyin Pavilion, and arrived at the goal after only a few small battles that were not fierce on the way. And the fact is just as he expected, the defenders there were only a hundred people, and the garrison of the six gods and no owners was quickly dispersed.

In this way, the rebel army almost did not shed any blood, occupying the largest public opinion platform in the city.

Well, now you know why Uncle Taran and his friends will be in history textbooks, right?