Chapter 203: The Wicked Guest
After a three-day and two-night voyage, the Customs Union took out the armored floating ship fleet built by its own family and arrived safely at Moon Island, the intended battlefield.
Aldrich Triss in the bow of the Agni, looking down through the transparent double glazing beneath his feet, saw more than 200 sail-steam warships armed with guns prostrate at his feet.
The hustle and bustle of the elemental tide is slightly affected, and even the sea surface of the safe harbor is still undulating, and the sails that have been stained with gunpowder and dust by the fire of war are dense like clouds, and the sea breeze is slow and fast.
Her Excellency Helena Sérières, a generous hand, never knocked on the door of the flagship, and Aldrich Tris was a little surprised, but he did not take it to heart.
He ordered the armored float ships to enter the low-altitude clouds, and asked the mages accompanying the ships to unleash a large-scale fog-making technique to hide this expensive fleet, which was put into battle at a critical moment and played a decisive role.
Despite the greater protection of the Grand Knight of the Eight Virtues, Aldrich Triss still wore shiny armor and placed Thor's hammer to the right of his commander's seat, and looked around at the orderly operation around him, and left the bow compartment with his back to the main cabin, which was full of bombs.
If a good fisherman wants to catch a big fish, he must first put down enough bait and be patient.
The time of the great man is precious, and Aldrich Terries believes that without the generous hand of the Spirit and Time Lodge, H.E. Helena Thirriès, the hourglass of life will return to its normal flow of time.
As the Commander arrived in the main cabin and carefully examined most of his own magnetic mines, elemental bombs, as well as a large number of fiery gels and flare flares, his mood became extremely relaxed.
The vampire-dominated empire of the undead, the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea, founded by the descendants of pirates, and the bottomless temples of power, all use flying vehicles as safe troop carriers or vehicles for special missions, but the traversers with knowledge of past lives have the foresight to turn the mass-produced Agni into a flying fortress.
Eighteen armored floating ships loaded with all kinds of new weapons have been transformed into heavy bombers with an astonishing bomb load, not only to crush the invincible armadas of the three North Sea countries at a critical moment, but also to rely on them to open the way in the subsequent landing battle against the vast desert ice field.
Aldrich Triss, who was lost in thought, couldn't help but smile faintly at the corner of his mouth, and inspected a set of special bombs, the symbol of which was a skeletal mushroom of the Stinky Cloud Technique, derived from the selfless gift of the Eight Leaves Master.
"The sea breeze and flames, the caster can easily turn them into stink bombs, but fortunately I added a lot of paprika to it, and once the collision breaks and the splash occurs, it will definitely catch the enemy off guard. β
His gaze swept over the rest of the tricks, and he leisurely remembered the munitions factory he had led in the manor that day, and he just raised his head, which immediately inspired the workers who had been suppressed by the boring and boring assembly work for a long time.
There are quite a few people who are full of bad water in their hearts, especially a few veteran craftsmen who have carefully made a large number of time-delayed fire letters, and the burning speed is different, and it can be said that none of them are the same.
Aldrich Triss could have foreseen a barrage attack that would blow up the armadas of the three North Sea countries and make them abandon their ships in fear.
When he was triumphant, there was a slight sound of birds flapping their wings outside the ship, and the great knight of virtue, whose hearing was far better than ordinary people, naturally knew that a guest had come to the door.
The dangerous aura that permeates the murderous armored float ship will keep all spiritual birds away from this thick cloud, but the visitor is a caster who uses animal transformation and has an important mission, so naturally it will not be affected in the slightest.
The Eye of Insight saw through the chamber's three-tiered planks and the armor steel of its shell, and saw a rare staghorn eagle with its claws outstretched, anchoring its body firmly to the dragon's wings covered in steel scales.
After regaining its balance, it raised its head and took a deep breath, shaking the sonorous bright golden feathers on its wings, and there was a circle of flame red around the edge of the feathers, which was obviously not a normal phenomenon.
The half-human-tall staghorn eagle continued to grow in size, and when it swelled to its limit, it was about two meters, slightly half a head taller than Aldrich Triss.
The chest and abdomen covered with brown feathers suddenly cracked, and a slender ...... walked out of it Half-elf, the head of the antlered eagle becomes a beaked helmet, the feathers extend into a floor-reaching cape, and the wings fit into the hands into a sleeved shawl.
It seemed that he was aware of being noticed, and despite no malicious intent, the half-elf still opened his pale golden eyes and fought back fiercely, but he didn't expect the other party to just calmly retreat, showing no signs of injury.
"Christine, if a guest comes to visit, I will pass on the relevant images to you, and use your knowledge warehouse to help me identify the origin and identity of the other party. β
The ship spirit girl who controlled the Skyfire immediately went online, accepted the information from Master Tris, and quickly completed the analysis: "The horned beast eagle knight armor, a strange thing created by Ryansta, the voter of the half-elf god in the old era, combined with the identity of the half-elf, there is an eighty-five probability that it is Ryansta himself." β
Aldrich Triss knew in his heart: "According to relevant records, the theoretical lifespan of elves is five hundred years, and as for the limit of half-elves, it is about three hundred years. Even without divine grace, Reynstad could survive the great upheaval, as long as he hid in seclusion in secret places. β
For these old antiques that perceive the rising tide of the elements to be born again, the Great Knight of Virtue holds the hammer of Thor in his hand, at least he is invincible, so he is not afraid of the famous sages at all.
The half-elf originally thought that his whereabouts were extremely secretive, but he didn't expect to be discovered just after touching the flagship, and it was estimated that there was no one else except Aldrich Triss, the knight lord who caused the elemental tide, so he immediately blurred his body through the thick armored steel and the duplex wooden cabin, and walked into the orderly bow cabin.
No one noticed the arrival of the half-elves, and he patched up the eagle armor cloak with hazy and neglect spells, easily deceiving the eyes of these mortals.
He came to the right side of the commander's seat, looking at the source of the change in the current situation, the divine weapon of the Odin God System of the Thunder King, and the inside was still the vast and boundless power of the storm, as if connected to the unknown elemental plane, the pale golden eyes flashed with longing, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hands.
"Crack!" The moment it touched, the hammer handle burst into golden-red electric sparks, leaving an indelible mark on the palm of the half-elf's hand.
"Muirnier refused! He refused! I am also a dependant of the Odin gods, even if I don't have the qualifications to be the heir, it shouldn't hurt me. Could it be that the rumors are true, the rules of the past have been updated!"
"No, it shouldn't be like this, maybe you can wield Thor's hammer with the Jaenglipel glove and the Mekingiod belt. They are originally a triad, and they have some mysterious resonance effect with each other. β
Just as the half-elf's mind was spinning, the originally majestic and silent thunder hammer let out a faint vibration, and then flew without wings, gliding a perfect trajectory and falling into the hands of Aldrich Tris, who was standing at the entrance of the passage between the bow cabin and the main cabin.
"Isn't it a very reckless act to come to the door of an uninvited guest, not to greet the host's house, and to stubbornly keep an eye on valuables that do not belong to him?
Being exposed at the same time as his guilt was revealed, the former electors of the half-elf god who were originally annoyed and angry had experienced too many storms and would not care about the good or bad reputation at all.
"Dear Lord Aldrich Tris, I vaguely see the patronage of the Immortals rising from you, a warm aura like the sun, kindness, bravery, justice, and you should not be aggressive towards a half-elf old man who is entering the twilight of his life. β
The Knight of Virtue shook his head slightly, "I am indeed inferior to you in terms of rhetoric, and I do not say a word about my own evil deeds, but instead violently pour dirty water on me who is offended. It seems that you have fallen into the camp of evil chaos and you don't know it. β
After a round of verbal exchange, the half-elf Ryan Sta immediately stopped talking, and if he continued to negotiate like this, he would definitely mess up the opportunity to sell a lot of favors this time.
"This is the end of unnecessary temptation! I don't have much time, so I'd better get to the point as soon as possible. β
Aldrich Triss's look of surprise was fleeting, but he quickly got into the groove and reached out to reassure the henchmen around the bow of the ship who had heard the news.
The half-elf Ryan Star nodded with satisfaction, and his perception of the Virtue Knight was refreshed again: "The purpose of this visit is threefold. First of all, I tested your true strength, and the result made me very satisfied, even if I didn't master the Law Condensation Realm to enter the legend, I am still qualified to talk to us on an equal footing. β
"Secondly, confirm the truth of the elemental tide, it is indeed caused by your own hands, but the real trigger is the unprecedented scale of the war caused by the hegemony of the West. The death of countless lives has led to the continuous gathering of the Force, and the low-intensity cold weapon combat is about to be replaced by spellcasters with extraordinary power and hot weapons made by natural science. β
When the visitor said this, Aldrich Triss was secretly surprised, he did not expect that the old antiques of the old times would adapt quickly to the present times, and even the new natural science, a term invented by himself, could be used with ease.
"In the end, for my own selfish desires, I tried to master Thor's hammer, but Muirnir resolutely refused, and caused some damage to my hands. In other words, the rules I used to be familiar with have changed irreversibly, you are not the main variable, the real mastermind behind the scenes is the immortal standing behind you, the majestic figure that shrouds you, the resurrected god, but I don't know which one. β
Aldrich Triss smiled confidently: "If you were one of my own, I would reveal a little bit of the truth." After all, you were once the chosen people of the half-elven gods of the old days, and you should know very well how to serve the Immortals is nothing more than to exercise their will and authority on earth. β
"But your heart is still full of the glory of yesterday, and you once looked down on my words and deeds with a high sense of superiority, and you know that behind me stands an immortal god, but you still unruly consider yourself an elder. His mouth was full of words of equal dialogue, but he didn't take me seriously in his heart. β
"Are the blind and foolish former voters not impressed you enough by the hardships they have just endured?"
The thunder hammer held in the right hand of the Great Knight of Virtue quietly burst out with blue and white lightning, and the air was filled with an imminent aura of danger.
The half-elf's long shawl hair woven with green vines and leaves stood up involuntarily, and such a terrifying sound was just a prelude, and Reynsta's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Oops! The proud temper hasn't changed, and I've really messed it all up. β