The Dragon's Tooth Knight, who was valued by Afra and became Crefa's second agent, stood on the edge of a bird's beak cliff on the left side of the Black Tower, and beside him was Danos, who had become a Necro Knight, and after becoming a Necro Knight, because Kremar's identity could not be made public for the time being, people had always thought that Danos was seconded to him by one of his lich friends— There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this, after all, it was none other than Krimard's bad mentor, the mad demigod Lich Ederna, because of the power and evil of the creator, the necromantic knight Danos occupied a lofty position among the undead from the beginning, as long as he stood there, some fragile living people would even be unconsciously robbed of life by him and quietly fall to the ground to die. Of course, as a Necromantic Knight who can disappear and appear in many places, his most dangerous abilities are assassination and peeping, and in Crefa, only a few casters can sense his traces in advance. Note that it is a trace, it does not mean that they can resist or escape, with Danos, even an ordinary dragonborn can control the entire Crefa.

Since the departure of Krefa and Afra, the Black Tower has been closed, and the Black Tower is already the highest place in the floating city of the sea, but the waves of the hurricane can still obscure the sky above them, and it can even be said that the floating city is embraced by huge waves of destruction, which hit Crefa from all directions you can see and feel, like killer whales in the sea take turns to attack their prey, crushing them into the sea or throwing them into the air— When an innocent humpback whale was thrown against the barrier, the agent and Danos almost heard a "bump", and the giggard whale was especially ridiculous when the dizzy whale slid down the barrier, but none of them could laugh, after all, they all thought that if the magic failed, the whale would fly into the krefa, weighing up to two or three thousand pounds more terrifying than any stone thrown by a trebuchet.

"I don't think the necrons are going to rust yet," said the agent, "and perhaps the one who has the least to worry about is the immortal of all people." ”

"On the contrary, it is because immortality scares me the most, death is the end of the living, and there is no end to what lies ahead of us. "I've often heard bards praise death as a reward," replied the Necro Knight, "and really, every time I hear it, I want to reward them once - and now I know that it couldn't be truer." ”

He "looked" at the agent: "His Highness Cremar's order is for me to protect Creafa. ”

The agent stopped talking, and he looked out of the barrier, the tremors and shaking he could feel growing stronger, and the traces of sea creatures and seawater on the transparent surface became more and more distinct, which was not a good sign. Moments later, as he had expected, the mage in charge of overseeing the magical barrier came to retrieve the scrolls, runes, and magic gems, all of which Afra had collected and left behind by their incomparable master, His Highness Kremar - the barrier's magic came from Grenada, or more precisely, from Ostar, the former leader of the Dragonthorns, who had foolishly replaced most of the defenders of Thundercastle with it with flawed formations, giving the orcs a chance to go south— There's certainly nothing wrong with Crefa's formation, but one thing to be clear is that the resources it needs to consume in order to maintain this magic are like a dragon's gaping mouth, which can't be filled anyway.

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And in the eye of the storm, the priests of Talos, who peeked at Krefa through divine magic, did not think that Krefa could escape this sniping, here are some of Talos's favorite children, who have destroyed cities and even countries by the sea more than once, even if they have solid rocks and earth under their feet, they cannot resist the power of huge waves to rush into the walls and drown all the creatures that need to breathe in the salty waters, not to mention the islands, and a floating city, although it has magic, has flying monsters- Sure, you're invincible against enemies like pirates, but what about storms?

Talos, the god of storms, was originally a powerful god, and at sea, he was the only true god, and no one could interfere with his realm.

"How long will they last?" asked the head senior pastor.

"Soon, Your Excellency. One pastor stood up respectfully and bowed before answering the senior pastor's question. "We will offer sacrifices again and pray to my god ......"

"Throw all the sacrifices into the sea," the senior pastor said grimly, "and Crefa is the best sacrifice." ”

The pastors who had stood up immediately bent down deeply in obedience. Hundreds of young maidens covered in chiluo were lifted onto the deck, bound to their limbs and thrown into the sea, along with boxes of precious stones, gold coins, and all sorts of expensive items—the moment the sacrifice fell into the sea, the sea seemed to calm for a moment, but the next moment it became more and more violent— Even the ship that Priest Talos was on was shaking in horror, and a priest ran to the mirror where the peep spell was placed, and hugged him with open arms, and the scene in the mirror continued, the senior priest stared at it, and Talos's response caused the entire floating city to be annihilated in the crazy tide, it was like a model of a city made of wood, constantly pushed by the tide, and sometimes the black tower at the tip of it was even at a right angle of ninety degrees to the sea, "to make the second team a little harder," The senior pastor ordered urgently, "Let it be a little more crooked, let it break, let it sink!"

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After a shrill howl, the people of Crefa encountered the first real impact from the tide, and the sea was like countless pairs of strong arms, throwing them against the rocks and walls, and then trying to drag them into the sea, and there were already eagle-headed sphinxes that were not controlled by the knights, spread their wings and flew into the sky, but then they were struck down by the sea, and the flesh that fell to the ground was washed away by the sea in an instant, leaving no trace. There were also mages who wanted to teleport away, but the priest of Talos had apparently not forgotten this, and the spell had either failed or been distorted - one caster was only half left after casting the teleportation. However, there are still a few who choose this approach, after all, Krefa is not on land, but on the sea, in the storm, teleportation spells are limited by distance and destination, and mages and warlocks who can still keep calm will not choose this kind of spell that is not much better than throwing directly into the storm.

Fortunately, the next moment, the light of magic came back on, and the storm was once again blocked from the waves.

At this time, everyone in Crefa, whether it was a Grenada or a Norman in the Highlands, or a spellcaster or a mortal, heard a voice, and after a moment of hesitation, they rushed up to the heights and gathered under the Black Tower, and Crefa's agents watched them and asked them to put their right hands on the walls of the Black Tower— Then there was a flash of light, and the man was led into the Black Tower, and the people couldn't help but shout, and then they fell silent under the suppression of the Dragon's Tooth Knights, Warlocks, and Mages, and they surrounded the Black Tower, quickly entering the sanctuary with the spell that Cremar had preset.

It's not that no one hesitates, especially the casters after mortals, entering an unknown place, especially a special structure like a magic tower, has always been a taboo for them, but if they don't want to, the agent and Danos don't mind - it's just that when Danos suddenly disappears and suddenly appears again, with a bloody corpse on the spear, the casters can't help but make a protective gesture, or grab the runes and magic gems. Danos only smiled contemptuously at this, and threw the corpse on the spear at the feet of the men, "Talos's spies. He said that there was not much explanation, but the wonderful thing is that after this, the rest of the people also chose to enter the Black Tower.

Danos and the agent were the last to enter the Black Tower, and the moment they entered the Black Tower, Krefa's barrier shattered again, and this time there were no more spellcasters, and the scrolls and magic gems came to re-erect it— The waves struck the Black Tower and the buildings beneath it, tearing at the pedestal, and Crefa was tossed up, and then fell heavily into the sea, and so on three times, even the priest of Talos felt tired and exhausted, and a crack that could be clearly seen in the mirror finally appeared on Crefa's body, and in the cheers and prayers of the priests of the God of the Storm, this crack followed by the influx of the tide, and the ensuing oppression, extending upwards in the blink of an eye, expanding into a mortal wound, Crefa twisted in pain like a living person, parting from the middle, and the broken halves sank into the sea one after the other。

"Look at them," shouted the senior priest of Talos, "to make sure every piece of debris falls to the bottom of the sea!"

The priests in charge of the investigation immediately got busy, and they cast a spell on another mirror, and both mirrors simultaneously captured the shattered Krefa, which was also just stone and ash after the suspended magic had failed, and was sinking straight into the sea— What bothered the priests was that they chose the deepest place in the route in order to snipe Krefa and make it impossible for the people on it to evacuate to the land, and in the dim light, the sea water only needs to pass a few dozen feet before it is a lightless darkness, although they can mobilize some glowing seaweed and fish, but if they enter a certain depth, even these fish may not have them, and there is a hurricane and sea water between them and Crefa, and it is impossible to cast a magic spell to make it bright.

Eventually, at the behest of the senior pastor, they removed the hurricane, dispersed the clouds, let the sunlight sink into the depths of the water, and ah, they saw, a result that they were in awe and amazed about—that in the murky water and sand, Crefa no longer existed.

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Although they all saw it, the priests of Talos still patrolled around for seven days before leaving, and maybe there would be fish that slipped through the net, but Talos, the god of storms, the only true god of the sea, should have been satisfied, their fresh water and food were almost exhausted, and the priests could not lift their tired hands, they were followers of the god of storms, but they were still humans, they desperately wanted to return to the land or the island, soak in the warm baths, drink honey wine, and sleep peacefully on the big bed with goose down mattresses。

And thousands of feet away from them, the people of Crefa smiled as well.

Thousands of feet, not horizontally, but vertically, not above, but below.

Every warlock and mage had an irrepressible look of coveting, what kind of spell was this? They had either seen it with their own eyes or read in a scroll, that the weight of the sea water could kill at a distance of hundreds of feet, and that even steel could be deformed at deeper depths, and they knew that if a stone was dropped, the stone might remain in its original form, and if a closed box was dropped, the sea would crush the box so that those inside could not push the lid open and escape— The Black Tower was now a sealed box, and they were packed inside, but the air was obviously circulating and plentiful, and they could even feel the breeze on their cheeks, but no one dared to explore the mystery at will, after all, the owner of this tower was not one of them.

A magical eye on the Black Tower opened, it was small, so small that it could barely be seen, but the sight of the mirror it threw into the tower was clear, and there was a faint light that came from nowhere—in this deep sea, which whales may not dare to explore, it was not as quiet as people thought, on the contrary, it was noisy, not only lying on their stomachs and crawling in the gray sand, standing upright with all kinds of indescribable creatures, but also wandering in the sea with all kinds of "things" as dense as leaves , their strange and hideous shapes make people think of abyssal creatures at a glance - not devils, demons, but those unshaped monster hatchlings at the bottom of the abyss.

"How can a creature look like this?" muttered a Norman knight of the Highlands.

"Maybe it's because no one can see here," replied one of the warlocks, "so just go long." ”

Sounds reasonable, the Norman knight said to himself, and then he saw the warlock and the other casters discussing whether they should try to get one or two to observe and study.

But the whims of the warlocks were soon interrupted by a strange tremor, and the images coming from the magical eyes showed that the bottom of the sea was rapidly moving away from them in the flying sand.