"O heir of the house of Augustus...... You've got one thing wrong, and I've fulfilled my promise. ”

The hollow eye, drawn by a large number of distorted lines, floated in the air of the arcane hall, and although he had no expression or gesture, there was a strong sense of banter and even mockery released from its every slight change, as if the malice that had accumulated and disguised for two hundred years had finally been revealed, with a mockery that finally did not need to be concealed.

"I only said that I would help you weaken the god of war, that you would create an opportunity for the final blow - but I didn't say how far I would weaken you, or that it would all work. And I've already helped you create an opportunity, but alas...... You don't get it. ”

Standing on the west side of the Winter Castle at the top of the mountain, the clouds rising from the mountain path were gradually dispersing, and a large and vague shadow was wriggling in the depths of the exploding clouds, and the screams of mental frenzy were mixed with obvious rage.

"Farewell, son of House Augustus - thank you for the strength you have given me and your spiritual compromise, I will remember our pleasant relationship all these years......" The hollow and distorted pupils trembled, his voice gradually became distant, and even the illusory figure dimmed in the air a little, "Don't worry, I will keep my promise, I will not make a move against any 'Augustus' again...... After freedom, I still have many, many things to do, and a small mortal family will soon disappear from my memory......"

Eventually, the distorted and hollow eye vanished completely, and all his breath left the battlefield of gods and men, and the mind of Rosetta Augustus, as promised—he was free.

Rosetta watched this scene with a blank face, as if all the changes in the outside world had nothing to do with him, and after the Vision was gone, he seemed to be enjoying the rare freedom of the past few decades - it was also the first freedom of the entire Augustan family in two hundred years. Then, he exhaled softly, looking at the direction where the Vision had finally disappeared, and suddenly the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"It's been eroded by 'humanity'."

He muttered to himself, and then showed the appearance of listening attentively, as if several voices were whispering to him in his heart, and then he nodded slightly, and muttered softly: "Yes, the matter is not over, it is not over......"

On the west side of the mountain road outside the castle, the mushroom cloud rolled up by the explosion was about to completely dissipate, and the figure of the iron-gray giant in the cloud was gradually becoming clear, as the residual power of the Vision gradually dissipated, the figure began to quickly release an aura that was enough to make mortals crazy, as if just looking directly in that direction, the consciousness of the witnesses would fall into complete madness - the communication crystal on the side flickered violently, and Parin Dongbao asked in a hurried tone about his next move, and the light above several peaks near the Winterhold fortress group dimmed, The surge of mana caused by the simultaneous release of multiple annihilation wounds had destroyed the mana pathways along the entire defensive line, and Rosetta Augustus watched in silence before finally turning to the teleportation crystal beside him.

"Parin," he said in a calm tone, "Plan Two, reverse all the polarities of the Winter Castle Mana Well - and then evacuate with everyone, you have one hundred and twenty seconds to get out of here after the polarity reversal." ”

"Your Majesty? What about you?! Planned ......"

"Someone has to be responsible for something—and I have the breath of a Vision in me, and I have to stay here and nail my goal firmly to me."

Before Rosetta finished speaking, an angry and chaotic battle cry was heard again from the clouds rising from the mountain road on the west side, and a dirty and crazy red light suddenly lit up in the depths of the clouds, as if some kind of "eye" was staring at the direction of the secret hall - the oppressive force that was enough to destroy the minds of mortals instantly burst out, and began to radiate to the entire battlefield unscrupulously.

"Execute, you don't have time to hesitate."

"Yes, Your ......Majesty," came the voice of the Earl of Wintercastle from the teleportation crystal, but as soon as the other party said a few syllables, he suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, "Wait! What's going on! Spider Silk ...... How can there be spiders here...... Alert, there is an unknown intrusion, all ......"

There seemed to be a sudden outbreak of confusion on the other side of the crystal, and after a series of exclamations and strange noises, the communication suddenly fell silent, and Rosetta finally showed a look of consternation on his face, but before he could ask about the situation on the other side, he suddenly felt an indescribable "feeling" descend on him and sweep over his mind—it was an "experience" that could not be accurately described in words, as if there was some large, friendly, calming and calming "field" of the mind Instinctively driven by non-physical contact with his mind, he subconsciously looked up at the window on the side of the arcane hall, and what was happening outside reflected in his eyes:

Three strangely shaped flying machines descended from the sky, and they resembled the "dragoons" made by the Cecil, but the details were different, they did not have dragon-wing wings, and the hemispherical hatches on the upper level were sparkling and swirling, as if they were filled with some kind of liquid, and the liquid was soaked in some kind of pinkish-white, slightly wriggling mass.

Around each aircraft, a dozen more than a dozen soldiers in light armor with metal bands floating behind their heads floated in the air, their eyes completely covered by some kind of metal visor, and a constant fluctuation of magic around them, some kind of hidden connection seemed to act between these soldiers and the three flying machines, and in Rosetta's eyes, there was an incredible "synchronicity" between them as if they were connected by blood or nerves.

This is...... Another card from the Cecils!?

Rosetta instantly flashed this thought in his heart, and then he found that the divine pollution that permeated from the side of the iron-gray giant had been quickly suppressed, and he felt the mental level of comfort and "contact" again, as if an invisible mental force field was constantly escaping from the three flying machines and dozens of soldiers, jointly fighting against the spiritual disturbance of the gods.

The iron-gray giant obviously felt the sudden threat, and even in the midst of his madness, he immediately began to respond—rust-colored steam erupted from the surface of the broken armor, and a huge bow began to take shape in his palm, and he brewed a powerful counterattack, but before this power could successfully condense, an illusory, long arthropod suddenly appeared in the air out of thin air, and where the arthrop swept, a large amount of spider silk quickly climbed up the giant's arms and torso, He even climbed up to the steam that spread from his side and the lava and death scorch that spread beneath his feet.

Three flying machines and dozens of soldiers floating in mid-air formed a triangle, and within the triangle's coverage, countless spider silks poured out in layers, and finally even began to spread out from the cracks in the giant's armor - the latter struggled violently, bursting with power that made the mountain tremble, but the god, which had been severely weakened, fell to the upper hand for the first time in this battle - he was finally completely wrapped in spider silk, and in the clouds directly above him, A white spider almost as large as him gradually coalesced out of the air.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Arcane Hall, Rosetta subconsciously raised his head to meet the giant spider floating in the clouds, and he felt a gentle gaze fall on him—even though the white spider didn't seem to have eyes at all, he thought he did feel the sight.

In the next second, the gaze was gone, and the white spider lowered her head, looking down at the iron-gray giant that had been wrapped in layers of spider silk, and then she began to stroke her long arthropods, like a predator dragging its prey, and began to pull up the invisible silk threads in the air, the spider silk was pulled up little by little, and the iron-gray giant was finally pulled off the ground, rose into the air, and gradually crossed the tallest mage tower in Wintercastle, and was suspended in the air-

Rosetta narrowed his eyes, and in the next second, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a white light appear in the northeast sky, and the white light suddenly expanded and brightened, and the next moment it turned into a torrent of light that ran through the sky, and swept through the sky near the iron-gray giant.

It was only at this moment that a low humming sound came from high in the sky, mixed with a sharp noise that made the ears tingle.

The Typhon soldiers, who had been fighting on this front line since the beginning of winter, were no strangers to similar sounds, and they immediately thought of the Cecil's powerful arcane-focused weapon, the Rainbow, but the "Rainbow" that appeared over the Winterhold Fortress at this moment was far larger than the scale they had ever seen on the battlefield, it exceeded the caliber of the main cannon of the armored train Rainbow, and even exceeded the caliber of the giant cannon placed on the fixed fortress...... That's already a real "torrent" of light.

Rosetta looked in the direction of the beam for a moment, and after a very brief moment of astonishment, he realized what it was—the sea!

More than 20 kilometers away in the eastern seas! It is impossible to hide such a large-scale weapon in the mountains behind Winterhold, the only possibility is to cross the sea behind the mountains!

A complete "dead end", a direction that is not considered at all in traditional operational thinking, no one will regard the eastern sea area 20 kilometers away as part of this battlefield, however...... The Cecil people don't seem to think so.

……

Beyond land, in the waters east of the Winter Castle Line, a massive ironclad ship was floating on the calm sea.

Wing-like magical wings stretched out from both sides of the ironclad ship, runes shining on the surface of the huge wings, heat dissipation devices on the sides and stern of the ship humming, and huge amounts of seawater were continuously pumped into the hull of the ship, and then turned into steam and sprayed onto the surface of the sea.

In front of the ship, on the wide deck, stood the largest iridescent cannon to date, its arcane reflex shell glowing with metal in the sunlight, and the crystals and runes within the reflection shell were dancing bright blue energy fires.

"The starter is inaccurate!" Inside the bridge in the middle of the ship, a soldier in a blue combat uniform shouted, "Naritir has sent calibration data!" ”

Byron, dressed in the marshal's coat, stood on the high captain's seat, staring at the real-time scene transmitted from the front line, and bit the pipe in his mouth fiercely: "Kill it again!" Don't waste the opportunity that so many people on the front line give us to fight for - as long as the power spine doesn't blow up, keep fighting for me! The Winter can withstand this battle! ”

"Yes, sir!"

Byron had his pipe in his mouth, his hands propped up on the guardrail of the captain's seat, his eyes red from bloodshot congestion that had not rested for days, but there was a glow like fire in them.

Commanding the newly completed main ironclad ship "Winter" to set off from the North Harbor, all the way around the inlet peninsula and arc coastline of the Principality of the Holy Dragon, around the Confucorfjord east of Cecil, around the reef area and coastal guard post on the east coast of Typhon, and finally reach the predetermined sea area that can directly attack Winter Castle, it is quite a challenging voyage, but it is all worth it.

Only a large-scale offshore platform can tow the largest rainbow cannon in history to complete this long-distance movement, and only a crude and reliable marine cooler can meet the heat dissipation needs of this behemoth.

Now, it's time to put an end to all this with the justice brought by the cannon.

Hitting a land target tens of kilometers away from a ship at sea – even if it is a fixed target – is a very challenging task, and even if the rainbow cannon has such a range, it is difficult to achieve such accuracy with human aim, but the calibration calculations and terminal adjustment guidance carried out by the former "upper storyteller" himself make this feat possible.

Starting out of accuracy is just a normal phenomenon, it's nothing, and for the "Winter", it has only just begun.

……

When the massive beam of light pierced the sky for the third time, the Iron Gray Giant finally ended all his struggles.

The waterfall of light rushed in, washing away the hollow armor, and the "body of the god" that was on the verge of disintegration was suddenly covered with countless white lines, and the miserable white light burst out from the inside out, this process lasted about two or three seconds - it was the final stalemate of a god in front of the collective power of mortals, and then, the mountain-like body was finally broken, his armor was torn apart, and the beam of pure energy penetrated his body and escaped in the vast air.

There was a huge explosion over the main peak of Winterhold, and countless debris poured down like a torrential rain, and the aftermath of this explosion could be witnessed in the evening light of the sky: the debris streaked across the sky like a meteor shower, and the waves of flames formed a ring of shockwaves, spreading through the sky layer by layer, pushing all the clouds away from their original positions, and setting off a violent wind that swept across the plains and hills.

At this moment, all who witnessed it felt as if some powerful "thought" was about to come to them, but before they could experience it carefully, it all vanished like a dream.

……

A true god has fallen.

Fall in the main material world, fall in a head-on war with mortals.

This is the biggest "variable" in the world that has occurred since the departure of the setter.

Distant Talrond, on the upper floors of the towering temple, Enya's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a sharp gaze fell on the continent of Loren as if it were not under her control.

In the sky above Talrond, in the true dimension that mortals could not glimpse, the unrivaled dragon that covered the entire dragon kingdom also changed in an instant, and on the surface of his undulating body, countless evil eyes turned at the same time, and then turned their gaze one after another, casting their gaze in the direction of the Loren continent.

In the short time of two breaths, all the eyes of the dragon "gods" were attracted by this "variable" that shook the world, whether he wanted to or not, whether he could control it or not, as the god of Talrond, he fell into a brief loss of control due to the fall of another god in the hands of mortals, and with the countless eyes of the dragon of confusion all pointed to the Loren continent, an unprecedented thing happened:

For the first time in more than a million years, Talrond completely disappeared from the dragon's sight.

At the headquarters of the Supreme Council, in the Hall of the Psychic Throne, the dragon council leader Andal suddenly raised his head, and the light flowed from the countless cables and pipes connected to his body, and a voice like a roar burst out from the throat of the old dragon:

"Authorization Directive – Rite of Passage.

"Omega, you're free!!"