Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Siege of the Mist
Thundered!
Just as Rhodes was about to retreat, a huge change occurred in the middle of the battlefield in the distance.
Above the sky.
A holy and shining fortress was slowly emerging, and it was from the fortress that Rhodes had seen that the arcane light pillar from the heavens had been punched out.
The floating buildings surrounding the fortress are all falling at the moment.
Colorful and alternative fireworks were blooming in the sky of ancient space, and a group of ancient knights armed with spears carried crossbows and trantine arcs on their feet rushed towards the fortress.
It wasn't their fight that really made Rhodes' pupils shrink.
It's the Ancient Knights!
Rod looked up and saw the scene just in time.
A group of ancient warriors with flying machines on their feet and spears in their hands that exuded a cold wind were fearless to the sky, but the huge fortress was like a giant beast, swallowing a huge amount of energy.
An ancient space that was originally gray.
Because every time the fortress swallowed energy, there were inexplicable bursts of spatial ripples, and countless mist spread out, as if the fortress was extracting some kind of power from another dimension as energy.
"That's ...... The way back?! Rod's eyes lit up.
When he saw a group of knights rushing towards the fortress, they were swept by spatial ripples, and a large number of knights were instantly torn to pieces by the spatial power, but the knight leader seemed to be blessed by some kind of power, and he actually resisted that kind of tearing and rushed into the ripple mist.
"The ghost phenomenon of Stormwind is actually pulled by some kind of force by these knights who participated in the war......"
Rhodes saw very clearly that even if those great knights were pulled into the dimensional mist, the light of the armor on their bodies was rapidly dimming, and it was estimated that this was the reason why the strength of these ancient knights was declining.
This crossing comes at a price!
After carefully examining the floating fortress, Rhodes fell into thought, it seemed that if he wanted to go back, he was afraid that he would inevitably go on a journey.
"It's tricky," Rod also had a headache.
He had observed the fortress, and in Rhodes' experience, it was by no means the floating fortress of the Great Arcanists of the Nether era, and certainly not the astral fortress built by the astral conquerors.
It's a wonderful fortress.
Rhodes didn't see the elaborate rune designs of the arcanists on that fortress, and there was no lost spell that was unique to the arcane era, instead, Rhodes only saw that it was an extremely violent fortress.
Its designers don't seem to have the delicate and rigorous thinking of a mage.
The structure of the fortress and many of its details were contrary to what the mages called aerodynamics, magic construction, and rune usage.
It's a fortress that's all right.
If he had to describe this fortress, Rhodes would not say that it was ingenious, he would say that it was a very unreasonable fortress.
In Rhodes' impression, this kind of fortress building that completely subverts the common sense of magic can only be built by another existence.
God!
In fact, the mages and gods of this world are very contradictory beings.
The mages are mortal beings who elaborate on the macrocosm, who pursue the so-called truth and move the world with knowledge.
To some extent, the existence of the gods denies the truth of many mages, for example, when the mages build a perfect tidal cycle model of the natural elements through the study and observation of the world, the gods can distort this model through changes at the law level.
In layman's terms.
The gods are unreasonable, and many so-called truths can be arbitrarily distorted by them in their own priesthood.
Perhaps it was this natural antagonism that led to the Arcane Empire of the former Nether era going down the path of confronting the gods.
Such domineering beings, they are the most powerful beings in the multiverse.
And their works are as consistent with their characteristics, subverting common sense and incredible.
"But the gods have never bothered to make these things...... Their Valhalla and Mergers are the best armies, but the origin of this fortress is worth speculating. ”
Rhodes looked at the fortress in the sky that was constantly pumping energy and thus rushing out of countless war weapons, and his mind turned, not knowing what idea he was making.
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Inside Stormwind.
After Rhodes fell into the dimensional fog, different degrees of dimensional fog began to appear in the entire old city, but with the strong support of Stormwind City officials, most of the dimensional fog did not cause too many casualties.
As time passed, the phenomenon of dimensional fog became more and more frequent, and some bad rumors began to circulate in the city.
"Did you hear that? Dozens of ancient death knights were seen returning from the land of the dead in the Old Town with weapons in hand......"
"Yesterday it was said that another person disappeared, and people in the old town are now panicking!"
"I've heard that there are still remnants of the Dry Bone Age in the old town of Stormwind......"
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In response to these rumors, Stormwind officials did not stand up to refute the rumors, and various people began to speculate about what these ghost phenomena and dimensional fog were.
Most of the current rumors tend to be a remnant of the Dry Bones Age.
And the silence of Stormwind City seems to have aggravated the spread of these rumors, and slowly, starting from the base camp of Stormwind City, the entire territory of Stormwind City has fallen into a strange atmosphere.
On the surface, Stormwind City is calm, but secretly, more and more covetous eyes begin to cast on it.
Within the core area of the Storm Spire.
A mage in a silver-white robe was standing in front of the core hall with a staff in his hand, a silver glow enveloping his whole body, making it impossible to see his expression, and there were several people behind this legendary powerhouse known as the "Supreme Robe".
Veltis was dressed in a solemn uniform, and his old face was full of solemnity.
Long.
The Supreme Robe slowly spoke, and said, "Lord Veltis, are you really sure to activate the 'Wind of Recovery'?" ”
"Sure," Veltis replied in an old but determined tone, "but the current situation is not good, and it will take a lot of preparation to activate the 'Wind of Recovery', among which we will need a lot of ancient weapons. ”
"Yes, yes, it's the weapons of those ancient knights, whatever it is."
Behind Viltis, Kelly, a female adventurer dressed in oriental costumes, said with a grin.
When the Supreme Robe set its eyes on her, the gaze of the legendary powerhouse did not seem to make her feel weak, but instead Kelly smiled and showed two rows of big white teeth, which made people look very relaxed.
Looking at Kelly with a hippie smile, the Supreme Robe also had a headache.
She was brought by Viltis, and it is said that she can solve the current predicament of Stormwind City, but this seemingly unserious guy can't reassure the Supreme Robes.
Originally, according to the strong attitude of the high-level of Stormwind City, a lone adventurer like Kelly, they could force her to cooperate.
But the crux of the matter is that the Supreme Robe investigated, this woman is not simple, and her background is only revealed a little bit to make the Supreme Robe feel tricky.
Rhodes naturally knows Kelly's background, and if this aboriginal who will make countless players gnash their teeth in the future would have been torn apart by countless players if he didn't have a background.
However, even if she has an amazing background, after all, the legendary powerhouses such as the Supreme Robe still grew up in the Shadow Domain, and their methods are still relatively strong, and Kelly probably has reached some deals with these people, otherwise she shouldn't be here at this moment.
"Ugh."
Veltis also sighed helplessly, and said: "Now that the fog phenomenon has a tendency to expand, if you don't deal with it, it is very likely to cause some changes in Stormwind City, and the current situation, Stormwind City can't afford to stop other changes!" ”
"How could I not know," the Supreme Robe's voice was also heavy, and he looked at the tightly closed core door and said, "The Great Sage has fallen into a deep sleep, and if things really come to that point, the only way to do this is to forcibly awaken the Great Sage." ”
"You've got the materials ready to wake up Croft?" Veltis exclaimed, he looked at the Supreme Robe, his face was a little ugly, this old dwarf and Croft have been friends for many years, he knows very well the purpose of Croft's sleep, interrupting him at this time really makes him a little difficult to accept.
"Yes."
The Supreme Robe replied bitterly, and the scene immediately fell silent.
The silver brilliance shone, and a fine light appeared in the eyes of the Supreme Law Robe, and immediately, he said hatefully: "The current predicament of Stormwind City is largely due to the attack of those two mysterious people, but this time the Yuan Mist, hum!" I see that some people in the city are getting impatient! ”
After speaking, the killing intent in his tone rushed to his face, and a legend was furious, and the stormy oppression made the people present very uncomfortable.
"Stormwind, it's time to make a move!" The Supreme Robe's tone was slow but firm.