Chapter 527: The Great Era

The dimly lit candlelight flickered, and Al looked uncertainly at the oddly shaped staves on the table. There were rust marks on the surface of these staves, but Al was very satisfied with them, perhaps because they had been buried in the cold soil for a long time, and although it had been a thousand years later, it had already given people a new feeling, as if a thousand years of time had been frozen, and it had not brought much change to these staves.

"Is this what Zhang Xi said, a powerful weapon?", Al cautiously reached out and touched it, and it was cold in his hand, but there didn't seem to be anything unusual other than that.

During this time, Al took advantage of the fact that Medea, Levi, and a group of mages were obsessed with cracking the Chinese characters on the stele, and secretly took Ollie to dig up the weapons recorded in the stele. However, these staff-like weapons look very inconspicuous, and if they are thrown on the street, no one will pick up such broken copper and iron.

However, Al did not have the slightest contempt, he knew that Zhang Xi would never talk nonsense, these seemingly ordinary long staffs probably contained amazing destructive power.

But there was another reason why he was so careful, and that was that these weapons had been buried in the frozen ground for nearly a thousand years. Such a long time may also be beyond Zhang Xi's expectations, thousands of years is enough to turn the sea into mulberry fields, and the mountains to raze to the ground, although these weapons look good and decent, who knows if they can still operate effectively inside?

Therefore, although El transported them back, he never dared to let go of the research, he didn't want a tragedy like the explosion of the Silvermoon Forest to happen in Thorn Castle.

"It would be nice to experiment with it. Al thought to himself, but he was so busy with everything that he couldn't find a remote place to experiment. At the same time, he couldn't think of a safe experimental plan for the time being.

After all, if these weapons really malfunctioned, the person who launched the weapons would definitely be dead, so Al was still hesitating.

His hand stroked lightly over the staff, and although it was not visible on the surface, it had been corroded by thousands of years, and even the strongest material would become fragile. There were some pitted dents on the staff, and some diaphragms. In the upper third of the staff, there was a raised lump, the lid of which was held in by a concealed clasp, and Al carefully tried it, finding that it could not be undone.

Al guessed that this was the switch of the weapon, and Zhang Xi made such a protective cover in order to prevent someone from touching the switch by mistake. Being able to have such a craft thousands of years ago shows Zhang Xi's dedication to it.

Al was figuring out the staves when suddenly a bell rang from the chamber. Al frowned slightly, at this time it was Ollie who was guarding him as a guard, and this bell was the emergency signal he agreed with Ollie.

"What happened? Ollie wouldn't have rattled the bell to disturb me if it weren't for an emergency. Thinking so, Al hurried out of the secret room.

He opened the door of the secret room, and saw that it was silent outside, and occasionally a few wild beasts roared out, which added a bit of bleakness and horror to the night.

Originally, this secret room was set up in the deep mountains and old forests dozens of miles away from the Thorn Castle, and it was inaccessible. If an accident happens to those weapons, it won't cause much damage.

At a glance, Al saw the herald following Ollie, and behind him was a steaming horse that was panting and steaming.

"Urgent order!", Al thought in his heart, this is a herald who will only be used if there is an emergency military order in the army. Horses have always been fond of horses, and they would not waste their horsepower unless there was an emergency, and such horses would not have spared no effort to run at such a high speed, which would greatly reduce their lifespan and increase the chance of injury.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong with Castle of Thorns?", Al said a little anxiously.

The herald gasped and shook his head, he had just come off the horse, and he was not feeling well at the moment, "No...... No, Master Al. Be...... It's the North, it's the North that has sent troops!"

Al exhaled deeply, although he had been mentally prepared, he still had a subtle sense of unreality when he heard the news.

"Even the Falcon family has betrayed this kingdom, what else in this world is impossible? ”

"Is the news true?", Al confirmed, "Is there any other detailed information?the route of the troops from the North?the approximate size?Is the Northern Legion of the Kingdom unprepared?"

The herald shook his head, "I don't know the specific situation, but the Duke ordered you to return to Thorn Castle as soon as possible." ”

Al nodded, "I see. He turned to Ollie and said, "Let's get on the road as soon as we can." ”

Ollie put his thumb and forefinger in his mouth, let out a loud whistle, and in a matter of moments, two horses galloped out of the night. Al jumped up, ignoring nothing else, and desperately rushed towards the Castle of Thorns.

He couldn't help but be in a hurry, the falcon family's betrayal of the violet royal family was a big event that was enough to change the general trend of the entire world. In this sudden situation, how should the western frontier deal with itself? Which side should it support? Or should it support its own troops and sell at a price? or ......

In short, there are too many variables, but there is very little time left for the Iron Thorn Family. The situation in the entire kingdom was too fast and too sudden to catch many people off guard, and because of this, the Iron Thorns had to make decisions as soon as possible to take advantage of the chaotic situation. If you hesitate and look left and right and hesitate to move, you will be left far behind by this era.

Once you will become famous, no one will sympathize with you in this era, and no one will stay and wait for you, everyone is running forward desperately, because everyone knows:

The big time is coming!

This is an era of iron and blood, sword and magic, killing and conspiracy, where conspirators conspire, spills blood, the powerful plot ambitions, the humble try to survive, and everyone dances in this maelstrom of madness.

Al's body continued to rise and fall on the horse's back, and the sound of his heart "thumping" seemed to blend with the sound of galloping horses' hooves, faster and faster, louder and louder, like a beating war drum, bursting with infinite battle intent.

Al gasped, a little frightened and excited. After all, he has been preparing for this big era for a long, long time.