"I know a shortcut."

Klimt swore with assurance.

"An elevator passage leads to the top floor of the large library."

Lan En first frowned and looked up, mentally observing and recording every gap between the eaves and the building.

In the end, it was concluded that under the grandiose and cramped architecture of Los Ric, the buildings themselves would be tall and majestic, but the gaps between the buildings would always be stingy.

There is no doubt that these gaps should not support the winged knights' fat armor to pass through and fly up.

"Elevator," Ryan muttered, while mentally assessing the risk of action.

For an experienced commander, this is already like a conscious reaction.

"The elevator is narrow, and it's not a reassuring environment."

In fact, in urban warfare, elevators are simply a nightmare that is best not even touched.

But Klimt shook her head insistently.

"If you knew what dangers lurked in the great library of sages and in this great library, which has been handed down from mythological times, then you would never refuse my proposal."

"Because compared to the risk, taking the elevator is a rational move."

Although Lane had become the de facto commander of the operation, he was undoubtedly familiar with the terrain and the arrangement of the enemy.

Although he was not very reassured, Rann nodded and agreed to Klimt's proposal and took the elevator up to the top floor of the building.

The sound of lacquered wood grinding from the unexplained elevator is not annoying.

Klimta took advantage of this moment to describe to Lane the possible risks in the Great Library.

"It's a place with a lot of organs, and the terrain is rough."

The White Archbishop apparently had a rich understanding of the Great Library, after all, this place had only been given to the sages by Osloes for a few hundred years, and had been a public resource until then.

"It is rumored that the Great Library is part of the god capital of the mythological era, Arnoor Lund, and is the residence of a god duke. Later, in the process of relocating the Shendu to the present-day Cold Valley, this library was placed in Los Ric. ”

The Protoss Duke Lan En keenly captured this character.

I also think of the knowledge of the white dragon in the big library. White Dragon Heath is a relative of King Gwen and the Duke of the Protoss.

Eighty percent of this large library is the mansion of the White Dragon Hiss in the mythological era.

A library of a 'biochemical experiment' maniac. This place does sound dangerous enough.

"We don't need to say much about who the enemies in the big library are. But I warn you, Lanne. In that big library, the most dangerous thing is not the 'people'! ”

Klimt looked up into the witcher's eyes, looking serious.

"There, the most dangerous thing is the knowledge in certain books!"

"Don't think that as long as you don't read it, the knowledge in those books won't do anything to you. I'll tell you the truth, that knowledge is too old and too profound. Today, it is no longer the case for learners to pursue the knowledge in those books."

At this point, Klimte's eyes widened unconsciously, as if recalling some horrific images and experiences.

These images and experiences, even if they transcend time, can still bring people a terrifying shock.

"That knowledge is already 'alive'! They will stretch out their arms from their books, like falcons obsessed with chasing rabbits, obsessed with letting anyone who passes by read them. ”

Knowledge is activated in the chase of learners. Even with the knowledge that Lan En has seen many worlds firsthand, this situation can be considered bizarre.

However, he was still able to maintain his adaptability and acceptance in a good mental state.

"So, the sages in the big library just want to survive next to these books, so they put wax on themselves?"

The witcher tried to keep himself logical as much as possible from the chaos of all the things that were going on.

"How does the knowledge in those books hurt people? Driving people crazy? Or how? ”

"I don't know."

Klimt shook her head.

"Because there's already a response, that knowledge hasn't been available for a long time. But as you know, now we're in a civil war, and in a fighting state, those original insurance measures no longer apply. ”

Like the sages who put wax on their heads, and the warriors who strive to see every movement of the enemy in close combat, do they still have combat effectiveness after using it?

And if you don't have combat power, you will be killed by the enemy. So it's better not to cover your head with wax, and the chances of survival are a little higher.

The precautions for activating knowledge are still useful, but they are no longer applicable in today's circumstances.

Soon, the elevator came to an end.

After stepping out of the elevator is a small room that seems to function as a connecting point between the two areas.

In front of the small room, there was the flat roof of the large library, and on that roof there was a statue of a scholar sitting on a chair, which seemed to be of no low status, and seemed to be the first sage.

It's just that for some unknown reason, the sculptor added many root-like growths to the statue's body. One wonders if the original sage was really human.

And behind the small room is a long bridge.

The long bridge was supposed to have a solemn and exquisite stone sculpture of the king, but now the king's stone carving has been specially destroyed, and there are many soldiers and knights guarding the bridge deck.

At the other end of the bridge is the palace at the highest point in the mountain town of Losric.

The group re-relaxed their steps at Lan En's signal, lowered their bodies and acted.

Although there was no one on the roof of the large library in front, there were quite a few people on the long bridge behind, but because it was far away, it was not easy for people there to find their traces.

After all, with Lan's eyesight, he could only barely see a few Los Ric knights wearing blue burqas on the opposite side.

The witcher gave Klimt a look, and the archbishop consciously led the way.

The group walked through the small room, and when they came out, they realized that the small room was the base of a tower.

Climbing up the tower in a circle along the spiral staircase, everyone couldn't help but clench their weapons.

It was a little too smooth, and the Holy Maiden Ge Cide was on the top floor of the Great Library, and they arrived so unscathed.

"Maybe these people don't pay attention to saints anymore?"

Klimt whispered, as if convincing himself and everyone.

"After all, it's been a long time, and they already know the secrets of the saint's body."

Generally speaking, although Lan En does not agree with this kind of luck mentality, he is not averse to being able to relax the atmosphere in the team a little.

But Klimt's words are a bit too much like FLAG.

"Alright, shut up, Klimt."

Lan En whispered with the corners of his mouth twitching, while the cat's eyes glanced around smartly.

And in the next moment. The witcher's cat's pupils shrank into a slit!

In a moment when no one could react, Lane raised his foot and kicked Klimt's left elbow.

The archbishop who had been kicked to the point of numbness reflexively raised his hand, the front of which was still tied to the Holy Flower Shield that he had brought out of the supply house.

'Choke' a metal collision explosion! Accompanied by a spark of metal friction!

A bow and arrow that had already pulled up the afterimage because it was too fast and too fierce to tell how long it was, grazed straight across the curved convex surface of the Holy Flower Shield!

If it hadn't been for Len's sudden kick, the arrow would have passed through Klimt's head by now.

But even with Lan En's intervention, the power of this arrow is still terrifying!

The curved convex surface of the Sacred Flower Shield slightly deflected the direction of the arrow, but the arrow still slashed over Klimt's shoulder.

And just this 'rub', the archbishop's priesthood robe with tight stitches and solid materials was torn off a large piece of fabric!

Even with it, there was a blood groove on Klimt's shoulder and head where bones could be seen!

And the power of the arrows has not been exhausted.

The deflected arrow was unfortunate to be aimed squarely at a winged knight.

That powerful arrow could pierce the body of the Winged Knight in fat armor!

"Poof!"

The Winged Knight, whose arm had been pierced by an arrow, let out a muffled grunt from his helmet.

And then, the arrow that pierced through the winged knight's arm finally stopped in the wall behind it.

And when Lan turned his head to look over, only half of the arrow was still exposed outside the building stone. The stones around the drop point looked like they had been blown to pieces!

Judging by the specifications, that arrow is just an ordinary arrow fired by an ordinary longbow!

This power is a longbow [Battle Skill] that uses the power of the soul!

And definitely a master!

It's almost like Kassandra's [Destruction Shot] with all her might!

The whole team was in chaos for a moment.

But under Mentos's trajectory reduction, Lan immediately locked on to the direction where the arrow was flying and looked in that direction.

At the very top of the tower, a man wearing a black wide-brimmed hat and a mixture of leather and plate armor was about to put away his longbow and grab a small horn at his waist instead.

And in the process, Lan En also saw a ring on the man's hand.

The image on the ring face is a black sideways figure with a wide-brimmed hat!

The Black Hand of the King!

Lan immediately realized what kind of character was attacking his side.

There are only three black hands of the king, but they are directly under the royal family, and they can confront and cut off the three pillars of royal power!

To put it simply, it is the royal black glove that uses superb personal force and technology to maintain the stability of the royal power!

There was no time to think about it, and Lan En took temporary command of the battlefield as if he instinctively.

"Go up and kill him! Can't let him blow the horn! ”

Lan En was the first to rush in that direction, patting the three golden-armored winged knights standing together.

Body movements can sometimes save a lot of communication time.

Needless to say, the three golden-armored winged knights vibrated their wings, and their fat bodies rose into the air and smashed towards the top of the tower!

(End of chapter)