Chapter 1554 Start the War (the Bullets of Borderlands 3 Are Too Few)

The howling wind, sand and dust covered the river and the land, and the endless wilderness extended to the far horizon. Above the sky, a dark scorching sun kept burning, illuminating the land in front of me and the sacred and solemn royal city.

Lothric.

"What's wrong?"

"What's going on?"

"what's going on?"

It was the whole of London that was dragged into the seal by Fang Zheng, so all the magicians in London at the moment were completely shocked by this change.

"You, what exactly do you want to do?"

Standing under the city gate, El-Melloi II looked at the red ponytail above, clenched her fists and asked in a low voice, while Fang Zheng chuckled, then raised the big sword in her hand and pointed at the opposite clock tower.

"I am the representative of the Thousand Worlds Tree, the magical girl Red Ponytail."

The girl's voice was not loud, but it clearly passed through the barrier and resounded in everyone's ears.

"Now, on behalf of the Tree of Thousand Worlds, I officially declare war on the Magic Association and the Clock Tower. Monarchs of the twelve families who control the Clock Tower and the Magic Association, your era is over, and your ideals have disappeared. For the world , for the future and survival of mankind, we Thousand Worlds Tree will declare war on the Magic Association here! We will eliminate all magic engravings and completely destroy the Clock Tower! From now on, magicians will live for their roots and only rely on magic The era when engraving and family power can gain supremacy is over! Brand new magic, brand new rules, brand new order——will be decided by our Thousand Worlds Tree!"

what! ?

Hearing the voice coming from their ears, almost all the magicians were shocked. They looked at each other, not even knowing how to react for a while.

Of course, many magicians know the news that the Thousand Worlds Tree and the Magic Association are torn apart again, but deep down in the hearts of ordinary magicians, they still just instinctively think that this is just another battle for power between the Thousand Worlds Tree and the Clock Tower. .

It's like overthrowing the ruler and becoming a king himself. This kind of thing is not unusual for most magicians, so they don't take it to heart.

But now, they finally understood the idea of ​​Thousand Boundary Tree.

They are not trying to be kings themselves.

They want to abolish the system completely!

In particular, Fangzheng also said "eliminate the magic engraving", which shocked the magicians even more.

They mean it!

If the Thousand Worlds Tree doesn't mention this, then it's fine, but the magic engraving is the foundation of the world of magicians, and it has been passed down for two thousand years. And the Thousand Boundary Tree actually wants to eliminate it—this shows that they are really going to shake the sky! ! This is to completely subvert the core of the magician!

So how should they choose?

"Do not make jokes………"

Although some magicians are still hesitant about this and take a wait-and-see attitude, for some people, this is absolutely intolerable.

Accompanied by ghostly figures, several figures appeared in front of the gate of the clock tower. The leader was an old man in a suit, with a stooped figure, who looked old and was about to die. And not far from him, there was a man with a strong figure and an old woman in a luxurious dress.

They are the Twelve Lords of the Clocktower of King's Landing.

"Ignore our two thousand years of accumulated history and want to completely subvert this world? This kind of thing...how can you allow you to do this...!!"

"We don't need your permission to do anything."

Fangzheng stood on the city gate, looking coldly at the Twelve Sovereigns opposite.

"This is not negotiation, negotiation, or compromise. This is war. You, and everything you represent, are not suitable for this era, so we think..."

Speaking of this, Fangzheng emphasized the pronunciation of the word "we".

"You should quit the stage, old guys."

"Stop kidding, kid!"

The old man held his cane tightly, and the ghostly aura almost spread out from his body.

"This is our world, our clock tower, our magic! With you new ages, you want to change all this? I don't know what you have gained from the Holy Grail War, but... want to use this to threaten..."

"It's not a threat."

Fangzheng said this, and then lightly snapped his fingers.

"I said, this is revolution, this is war."

Boom.

Dozens of huge metal battleships descended from the sky, pitch black, and their huge gun barrels slowly turned, aiming at the clock tower and its ancillary buildings. Rays of light flashed, and dozens of heroic spirits descended from the sky and appeared on the city wall.

The pinnacle of science and the pinnacle of mystery, at this moment, all appear here.

“……………………”

At this moment, even the monarch of the clock tower could no longer keep calm.

"Why do you study magic?"

Fangzheng looked at the monarchs on the clock tower, and asked coldly.

"Track the root? But have you done it? No, you haven't. Of course, the search for the root may be your goal. But that doesn't mean it's the goal of all magicians. You grab the root like a carrot Similarly, let other families of magicians work for you, what will happen? What you are looking for is still a mirror image, and the only thing you can guarantee is the strength and power of your family. To put it bluntly, searching for the root is nothing but your Magic Association. It's just a cover... However, what you have done is meaningless to this world."

Having said this, Fangzheng shrugged his shoulders.

"Science can create power comparable to the existence of ancient gods."

As he spoke, Fangzheng pointed to the battleship above his head.

"And mysterious, it can bring about unimaginable changes."

Having said that, Fangzheng stretched out his hand, pointed to the heroic spirits next to him, and then—he pointed to the monarch in the distance.

"So, what about you? Magicians? You have deceived the world to your heart's content, and what have you brought? Self-deception? Fighting for your own power, money, and desire? Seeking the root? No, it should be said, only you twelve monarchs, Only then can you trace the roots, if other families do this, will you be happy? Will you support it?"

Having said this, Fangzheng sneered.

"Magicians use all means to reach the root cause? Hehe, since that's the case, let me introduce someone to you."

Accompanied by Fangzheng's words, all the heroic spirits around him stepped aside, and then, a petite figure came out from behind. She had blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Wearing a blue and white dress, she looks like a cute girl who can be seen everywhere.

However, the moment they saw this girl, the expressions of the twelve monarchs all changed.

"That, that is..."

That's right, they saw the brilliance on the girl's body, that was what they were looking for, the goal they were pursuing so hard!

The end that the magician hopes to reach with all his efforts, is there! !

"How? Have you seen it? This is what you have always hoped for, so now, what should you do?"

Fangzheng looked at the monarch on the opposite side with a smile, and asked, but at this time, the monarchs stopped talking, and they just stared at the girl. After a while, the burly man next to him asked.

"This...how is this done? How did you do it?"

"You mean the source?"

Hearing the man's question, Aika smiled slightly, and put her finger to her mouth.

"There's no need to do anything special, because I've been there since I was born."

"........."

Hearing this, the monarchs fell silent again.

But different from the previous ones, there was a bit of... despair in the silence this time.

That's right.

What countless magicians aspire to, for some, it's there from birth. There is no mysterious magic, no imprint of the past, and even the bloodline is not very old.

However, people's birth is the root.

what can you do

What about your noble blood? So what if your magic seal is strong? So what if you have power? The accumulation of two thousand years, the sacrifices that countless magicians have fought for, their beliefs, their beliefs, and their creeds, in front of Sha Tiao Aige, are simply like a joke.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Suddenly, the burly man burst out laughing. He laughed loudly, regardless of his own image. It was a kind of ridicule, a kind of laughter that was more sorrowful than heartbroken.

"Hahahahaha, it's so ridiculous! It's so ridiculous! The accumulation of centuries, the obsession of countless magicians, we have exhausted everything and sacrificed so much. But it is not as good as having a good daughter!? Hahahahaha !!! Then what are we? What are we magicians?!!”

After speaking, the burly man even roared angrily, not knowing who he was asking this question.

Whether to ask yourself, or Fangzheng, or the world.

The burly man didn't seem to intend to hear the answer either. After laughing, he turned around in a daze, and stumbled towards the gate like a drunkard.

"Where are you going?"

The old man stared at the back of the burly man and asked in a low voice.

"go home."

However, the burly man completely ignored the murderous eyes of the old man, and replied vaguely as if he was drunk.

"Tranbellio will exit the clock tower from now on. I understand that what magic, what power, what engraving are all bullshit. If I have this time to mess around with you, I might as well find more women to have children , maybe it can also give birth to a root, hahahahaha."

"........."

Regarding the semi-self-defeating speech of the strong man, everyone didn't know what to say for a while, and could only watch him leave the clock tower.

Seeing this scene, the old woman also sighed.

"Balu Yeletta also quit."

After saying this, the old lady also walked out of the clock tower.

With the departure of the two, two more monarchs chose to withdraw. Now, there are only less than one palm left in the clock tower.

Fangzheng was not surprised by this. He was fully prepared to destroy the clock tower this time. The magician's obsession with the root is unstoppable. Although he can use the heroic spirits and battleships to defeat the clock tower, he can't stop them from continuing to search for the root.

So if this is the case, it is better to play Wang Bo and completely destroy them psychologically.

And no one is better suited for the job than Aige.

She is the root herself.

However, this root cause was not intentional. Although Shajo Aiga's father is a magician, his marriage and childbirth are no different from other magicians. There is no special magic, no rituals, and no blood or other considerations.

Just get married and have kids.

It's that simple.

However, it is as simple as that, but it has accomplished something that countless magicians have not accomplished for two thousand years.

What is it called?

Satire.

laugh at.

despair.

Shatiao Aige just stood there, she herself was a denial of the existence of magicians.

Two thousand years of hard work and sacrifice are not as good as having a good daughter.

Then let's learn fart magic, let's open the harem together.

Tranbellio and Baru Yeretta chose to quit, Animusfia and Elmero fell to the tree of thousand worlds, plus Tranbellio and Baru Yereta withdrew The two monarchs, half of the twelve monarchs have gone, and there are still five monarchs present, headed by the old man.

But they still didn't speak much, it wasn't because they were hesitating, but because they were waiting.

Waiting for the arrival of the real ruler of the clock tower.

"It's interesting."

A sharp female voice sounded, and then, Fang Zheng saw a woman in aristocratic attire, with long brown hair and a single ponytail striding out of the clock tower. She was holding a whip in one hand, and her eyes were fixed on red ponytail.

"If you have the guts to come to the clock tower to make trouble, I thought it was some madman. Now it seems that you do have the power to match it."

"so what?"

"indeed………"

Glancing at Aige beside Fangzheng, the woman looked away.

"As a magician, perhaps it is true. Two thousand years of pursuit and exploration, but we have not gained nothing. However..."

Having said this, the woman gripped the whip tightly.

"Perhaps, the clock tower will be destroyed one day, but, just by you? Want to destroy the nobles? Overthrow the nobles? Just rely on you people? Want to overthrow the ruler? What audacity! What arrogance! "

"really sorry."

Fangzheng raised the big sword in his hand.

"In my country, what I believe is that princes and generals have relatives. A person's bloodline, a family's bloodline cannot determine their status, let alone their ability and future. Today, I want to Here, in the name of the Tree of Thousand Worlds, lead these magicians of the new era to clean up you parasites into the garbage dump of history! You may think that your bloodline is superior, but in my eyes, you and the standing There is no difference between the women who are soliciting customers on the street."

"very good."

Hearing this, the woman's face was as cold as ice.

"I, Barthamello Lorelei, will be here, in the name of the Barthamello family, to completely wipe out your arrogant and rude people!"

"Then, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Fangzheng swung his big sword abruptly.

"The Fifth Assault Fleet of the Canglan Fleet listens to the order and fires!"

The next moment, a dazzling beam of light whizzed out from the muzzle, and mercilessly blasted towards the clock tower in front of us.