Relying on the spell of turning mud into stone, the alchemist centered on the main seat of the obelisk and the dueling arena, relying on the surrounding green belt, integrated the ramparts into the form of an independent castle, along with the watchtowers and moats around it. The outer walls of the fort have a concave polygonal structure, which facilitates the use of crossfire to carry out multiple strikes, which is commonly known as the bastion.

There are six protruding walls, with the sloped embankment at a half-right angle, and a short distance behind it, the higher side walls. In this way, even if the perimeter of the fortress was occupied, they could retreat into the second line of defense to attack.

This ability to build a city overnight, relying on the combined use of a variety of spells, was inherited from the Mithridates Puppet Dynasty (Magic Empire). Although there are still many immatures, for a group of rookies with almost zero experience, it can be regarded as a burst mode, which is commendable.

The temporary commander of the city defense team, of course, is Irencia, Geneviv was appointed by her as the commander of the fireteam, and the purple giant Hannanette is in charge of the first line under the city, plus Yare, who has just returned.

The obelisk gathered all the Scourge Knights, a total of twenty-five, with three Origin Knights, and the highest combat power on the surface was all here.

In front of the trench under the fortress, Pearson pointed to the rising sun in the east and stopped: "The storming team is there, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you." ”

"Thank you. The black knight thanked him, took the letter of appointment in his hand, and walked straight over, and in the team of hundreds of people, he saw at a glance the familiar red dancing in the wind.

At this moment, Lua is no longer the dark-toned maid outfit, but a heroic winter uniform, with a dark green double-breasted coat on the top, tight trousers of the same color on the bottom, and over-the-knee boots.

With a sharp life-size giant sword behind her back, the length of the sword body alone is close to five feet, and thanks to her tall figure, it is estimated that she will not even be able to walk if she is a woman of average height.

"Looks like a good rest. The female knight spotted him from afar, tilted her head, and the burgundy ponytail at the back of her head swayed into the wind.

"Lua, ...... you attack the team?" the Black Knight looked at her hesitantly.

"I'm the second line of city defense, and I'm different from you. Luya raised the small bamboo basket in her hand, and at the same time inexplicably deviated her gaze, looked at the pointed end of her leather boots and said:

"I ...... The reason why I came here was to bring breakfast to Charlene. ”

"It turns out that you and Charlene are good friends. Yalei suddenly realized, and then looked around: "Didn't you say that it was my deputy, but what about her?"

"Got breakfast and went. ”

"You're stationed here, don't you send it early?" he was furious.

"The delivery is finished, and the delivery I have also eaten, and she is still not satisfied...... That's what it means. The female knight had a melancholy look on her face.

"Sorry...... It's hard for you. ”

"It's nothing, I'm leaving. Luya seemed to have something on her mind, waved her hand, and left with the greatsword on her back.

Seeing the female knight leave and enter the front line with dense personnel, Yalei looked at the people around him and neatly took out the letter of appointment:

"I'm Arley Bernstein, a berserker. From now on, I will be in charge of the team, and I hope to work together with everyone. ”

"It's the same for everyone, and if you have a hard enough fist, you can be the boss. A sturdy knight with a beard on his face stood up, carrying a heavy axe in his hand, and touched the blade of the axe, and said:

"Sister Charlene's fist is hard enough, we all obey her, you are her man, the fist must be harder, I will obey you. ”

The man lit up the four horizontal stripes on his cuffs, carried the big axe to his shoulder, and stretched out his fist: "My name is Yves Reilly, Scourge Knight, Career Berserker, Bernstein Second Seat, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

The Black Knight walked up to him, bumped fists with each other, and laughed, "Fellow Berserker, I know you, but I haven't had a chance to meet each other." ”

On the grass, another Scourge Knight stood up, shook the grass clippings on his body, looked at him and said, "I have seen the battle between you and Geneviv, it is very powerful, if you command this team, I have no opinion." ”

The knight was slightly inferior to Yves, but he was also broad-shouldered, round-shouldered, dark-skinned, with a short sword pinned to his waist, and his right fist was also extended:

"I'm Clay O'Corrigan, a career agent, a swordsman. ”

"Thank you very much. The two thick fists collided together and quickly separated, and the support of the two Scourge Knights completely laid the foundation for Yalei's command.

Seeing this, all the members of the attack team stood up and gave a raised salute in a different manner, which was regarded as a recognition of the airborne captain.

The black knight looked at their sparse movements and frowned slightly: "Yves, can you tell me about the team." ”

"Absolutely. The bearded berserker agreed.

The lowest level of the main seat of the obelisk, deep in the underground palace.

In the old and empty corridors, rows of stone booths protrude from the ground, and countless ancient treasures are neatly displayed inside, which are one with the earth and indestructible.

Gold and precious stones are not worthy of entering this place, and the objects that can be preserved here are at least antiquities with a thousand-year-old history or special symbols. Whether it's Bronze Age vessels, solitary books containing ancient spells, or works of art from the Classical Era, they're all encased in crystals with constant magical power, which can be preserved forever if nothing else.

Dean Benedict and his assistant Jayhain were standing at the end of the road, and across them was a mural engraved with tulips.

"Sir, please clean your hands. Jie Haiyin took a small step back, raised the spherical copper bottle in his hand, and the round lid opened with a bang, and wisps of olive oil fragrance appeared.

The old dean silently immersed his hands in the copper bottle, let the olive oil soak his hands, and then put his palm in the center of the tulip pattern:

"Each life has its own unique radiation, and as long as it is strong enough, it will have some effect on one qiē within the radiation. What Mistetin has done is nothing more than using his own life stance to gradually erode and replace the common sense in this enclosed space. This is the ability of all ultimate lifeforms......"

No sooner had he said than a low roar suddenly came from nowhere, and echoed throughout the dungeon, and then the ground beneath his feet began to tremble, and the tremors became stronger and stronger, and the surrounding stone walls made a terrible grinding sound of thorns and stabs, and dust and gravel fell from the dome of the dungeon.

In the violent shaking, Benedict stood unmoved, and waited for the roar to fade before continuing:

"From the moment he takes his first step, the Scourge Knight will also produce his own unique radiation, which, although weak, can neutralize some of the power of that evil god. However, this alone is not enough to ensure that the main seat is not affected. We have survived until now because of its power!"

Boom ——!

The budding tulips in the mural suddenly bloomed, slowly breaking away from the wall, and the dazzling light illuminated the underground palace as if it were day, suspended in front of the two of them as a materialized spirit.

"The secret treasure sealed here is one of the three holy swords of the empire...... A symbol of sanctity and justice, the legendary Sword of Constant, Durandal. ”

With a rousing melody in his words, the old dean's right hand coated with olive oil was plunged deep into the stamens of the flower—a sword that would have been burned if touched with an unclean body, and olive oil has the religious meaning of detergent.

"Sir!" In the vast sea of light, Jie Hai was constantly forcing himself back because of the strange stance of the other party.

"This is righteous...... Pure...... Great power!" Benedict gripped the hilt of his sword with difficulty, and slowly pulled it out of its stamen in an invisible repulsion.

Sonorous ——!

The sound of the sword chant resounded in all directions, the brilliance instantly converged, and the underground palace was once again covered by dim lights.

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