At this moment, the frost truly became a city floating on the mirror.

The sea is this mirror.

In the mirror, it was not only the city of the horrible distorted mirrors—but also a pair of eyes burning with flames, and a being that was much larger than the city-state, even as huge as the entire frosty sea.

The power of fire shifted in an instant, and all the flames that burned inside and outside the mirror became a medium for the power to extend and magnify.

"Sir! Sir! Fire...... Fire! ”

Liszt was awakened from his stupor by the terrified shouts of the junior officers, who suddenly came to his senses, and then looked out of the window—he saw that the whole coast was burning, and even the whole sea had been ignited, and the raging flames were rising, and a faint green appeared from the flames like flowing water, and quickly stained his entire vision.

The spirit flames rising from all directions seemed to have the power to shock the soul, causing Liszt to subconsciously retreat, but in the next second, he saw that even the gas lamps embedded in the nearby walls were quietly dyed with a layer of dark green.

There was a low roar coming from afar, as if it shook the city, accompanied by the creaking of something massive as it was torn apart and broken, and everyone in the command heard it.

Someone followed the direction of the city-state, and saw that the misshapen and twisted buildings that had almost completely covered the city were cracking through them one by one, and even greater tongues of fire were gushing out of those cracks, and in the midst of the great spiritual flames, countless black substances were gradually being burned away.

Near the harbor defenses, an exhausted city-state guard hid behind crumbling bunkers, watching as twisted buildings in the distance cracked, hundreds of misshapen, wriggling creatures escaping from the breach, only to be pursued by flames that burned them to ashes.

At the foot of the hill in the heart of the city-state, the Guardian forces are battling the invading fake freaks when a phantom army suddenly bursts out of the confusion of light and shadows, dressed in the uniform of the Queen's Guard from half a century ago, and rushes into the streets, chanting the name of the Frost Queen, and fighting to the death the monstrosities that have flooded into reality.

The last line of defense in front of the Great Chapel of Silence, the High Priests are organizing the priests to fight against the monsters that have poured into the square, and the tongues of fire from the steam walkers are woven into a web of pale flames unleashed by the Silent Monks, struggling to resist the invasion of the monsters and the silt.

"Block them!" The High Priest shouted hoarsely, and at the edge of his vision, pale and delicate ashes were falling from above the Great Chapel of Silence, like fluttering first snow, "Shut the church door!" Put ......"

There was a loud bang and a tremor that seemed to shake the mountain, and the high-ranking assistant priest almost fell to the ground in the sound of the sky and the earth cracking, and a thorn made of mud was wrapped in malice, stabbing at him through the gap in the defensive line.

However, just as the High Priest was about to be pierced by this thorn, a faint green flame suddenly appeared in the air, turning the vicious attack into ashes.

The High Priest looked up in astonishment, and saw a figure appearing in front of him.

She was dressed in a black dress that was as tattered as an ascetic robe, and her body was covered with large and small cracks, and flames flowed from her body like eternal hot blood.

Agatha ...... Gatekeepers? ”

The high-ranking assistant priest looked at the figure that appeared in front of him in astonishment, but he felt that the figure was familiar and unfamiliar, he called out the other party's name, but saw one after another strange figures appear next to the gatekeeper, and those figures were all wrapped in dark green spirit flames.

"I'm back," Agatha said, turning her head, two fires dancing in her hollow eyes, her voice crackling with a crackling roar, "with the rest of the men back down, or find a safe place to stand." ”

"Stand firm?" The high-ranking assistant priest repeated in astonishment, unable to understand the meaning of the other party's words for a while, "And ...... Why did you become this ......?"

Agatha ignored him, and in the growing low, roaring sound, she had turned in another direction, looking out into the sea beyond the city-state.

Smoke rose on the surface of the sea, clouds drooped black, the sea was as black as a mirror, and an indescribable behemoth existed...... Getting up from the mirror.

Two huge clouds of green light, almost reminiscent of the sun, rose little by little in the smoke and clouds, and unimaginable contours took shape in the smoke and clouds, as if the ocean and the atmosphere themselves were rising and converging...... Even Agatha, who had stopped breathing, felt suffocated again.

That's suffocation at the soul level.

"God of Death...... "The high-ranking assistant priest couldn't bear the huge pressure, and his body, which had finally stood up, shook and fell down, "That's ...... What is that?! ”

Agatha only turned her head slightly, with helplessness in her tone: "I reminded you to find a safe place to stand firm." ”

The High Priest could no longer hear what the gatekeeper was saying to him—he finally realized what it was as the silhouette in the clouds quickly coalesced.

It was a figure rising from the endless sea, a being that was projected into the real world through the medium of the entire frosty sea.

The two green flames that reminiscent of the sun burned brilliantly in the clouds were in fact His eyes, the curling clouds, a vast shadow that slowly rose from the smoke as he breathed...... It's His arm.

Now, the hand reached out in the direction of the frost.

"Lord!!"

Someone exclaimed in the square.

Yet the hand seemed slow, but it was faster than anyone's exclamations and prayers—it had crossed the sea, over the seas where the Sea Mist Fleet, the Frost Navy, and the Forge Fleet were at war, over the shores of the city-state, and into the depths of the frost like smoke.

In the next second, that arm began to rise slowly, as if it was carrying hundreds of millions of tons of weight, rising little by little.

And with that arm rising, there is a mirror city that is gradually peeling away from the frost of reality-

All the twisted buildings, all the curly and swollen earth, the thorns that covered the mountains, all the blasphemous things that were paradoxical to the real world, but which overwrote reality in a terrifying way, were torn off from the frost city-state by that hand.

Mirror Frost floated up to the real world - and now, it "floated" higher than its creators had planned, and it continues to rise.

Agatha laughed, smile more pleasant than ever.

Mirror Frost broke away from the city-state and was still rising, and this scene was like expelling an evil spirit from a body infested by an evil spirit, and the "evil spirit" was finally slowly lifted near the clouds by a huge arm.

In the depths of the thick clouds, two green flames burning like the sun swayed slightly, and the faintly visible, majestic and awe-inspiring face seemed to be looking down.

There were many small sounds coming from the palms of my hands.

Some of those small voices were tangible, but many more were like vibrations that reverberated at the level of thought, howls that echoed in a pile of twisted wreckage, and stubborn paranoid fantasies and delusions that dwelt in the City of Mirrors.

Duncan looked into his palms through the clouds, and he saw that the mirrored city was like a swollen and deformed mass of flesh, and the streets created by clumsily imitating the real world were rapidly degrading into the original form of filthy mud, and between the swollen and deformed streets, mountains, and towers, tiny thorns were still rising and contracting, and there were sparks that were so small that it was difficult to distinguish that jumped in the center of the matter, and the obsessions of hundreds of mad believers were noisy and made mosquito-like sounds.

There's a mixture of fear, anger, reluctance, and outright malice.

Are the fanatics still trying to propagate their doomsday theories? Or are you looking for a reasonable explanation for the disaster you have created?

Duncan listened for a moment, then lowered his gaze.

"You know the great sacrifice of a hammer."

His gaze was focused on the mirrored city, and the whole city burned in his gaze, in the palm of his hand.

Countless ashes and green flames fell from the sky like a rainstorm falling from the clouds.

The massive palm of the city-state slowly clenched into a fist, and the mirrored frost that burned to ashes in its palm turned into dust with a terrifying grinding sound, and countless remnants of material spilled down into the frosty sea, into the sea, into the shore, and everywhere Tirion looked.

But almost all of the falling objects avoided the main island of Frost, as well as the Sea Fog Fleet and the Frost Navy that were still active on the surface.

Tirien looked around.

All the fakes are rapidly disintegrating.

It's finally over.

He exhaled softly.

First mate Aiden stood beside him, the bald man looking up at the sky, but could only see a small part of the silhouette of the massive figure.

Aiden's body was still trembling slightly.

"Any thoughts?" Tirien turned his head and looked at his first mate with a smirk.

Aiden fumbled and took out his pipe from his arms, but he couldn't catch fire for a long time, and it took him a long time before he put the pipe down, and his voice trembled slightly: "Old captain...... I don't mind if we fought him before, right? ”

Tirien just smiled and pulled a cigarette out of his arms.

"Father doesn't care about these little things."

However, this cold sea pirate trembled for a long time, and did not start the fire.

(After a long time, I finally prepared this fifth watch, and released this plot in one go, so that everyone can have a safe May Day.)

During the May Day period, it will be constantly updated. ）

(End of chapter)