Chapter 637

This is really big news.

Gawain sat there quietly. There was not much emotional fluctuation on his calm face, but he was obviously thinking about it, while Victoria, who was standing beside him, subconsciously asked Amber for confirmation: "Wales is crowned? Is the news reliable?"

"The news is reliable - our intelligence personnel in San Sunil City have been maintaining operations, and they are much more reliable than your Royal Shadow Guard in this regard," Amber glanced at Victoria, "The detailed process is still unclear, However, it can be confirmed that the coronation of the new king has temporarily stabilized the situation in the capital. At present, all the knights and corps of Saint Sunil have sworn allegiance to the king. Settle down. All in all, the situation in the capital is improving—albeit only temporarily.”

Gawain nodded while listening, then looked at Victoria: "You said you know Wales, so did you expect this step?"

"This..." Victoria hesitated for a moment, then slowly shook her head, "This is beyond my expectations."

"Actually, I guessed a little bit," Gawain sighed softly, "Saint Sunil is a quagmire, you and I both know the rules of conduct of those nobles, even if the news of reinforcements is sent to the city, they will still Different hearts - Wales and Baldwin have few options in order to control the situation."

"Is it……"

Victoria said softly, the face that seemed to be covered in frost forever concealed all her inner thoughts. No one knew what the Grand Duke of Ice and Snow was thinking at the moment, but everyone knew one thing, the king who was crowned at this moment. , has been on the cusp of the storm ahead of time, and the regent duke system that has lasted for a century in Ansu has ended with this coronation.

Gawain didn't speak any more, just closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes and resting, but deep down, he recalled in his mind last year, before the start of the magnificent wall project last year, the deputy head of the Royal Knights Cohen?? Lauren's visit.

...

The coronation of the new king stabilized the already crumbling defense line of the capital, and stabilized the order in the city that was about to collapse, but the encouragement of people's hearts could not change the difficulty of the battle-in this life-and-death defense of the city, the situation of the defense line was only It can get worse day by day, which is an irreversible trend.

The number of monsters is huge and seems to be endless, but the number of soldiers guarding the city is decreasing every day; monsters are tireless and not afraid of death, but people's will will continue to wear away; monsters do not worry about supplies, do not care about any loss, but San Souni All the supplies of Ercheng are limited, and its shields and walls are not the palace of the legendary God of War, which can stand forever in the war——

On the fourth day,

The cluster giants' offensive suddenly intensified. A monster army wandering from the southeast of the Holy Spirit Plain was attracted by the front line and began to attack the eastern city wall of San Sunil. This unexpected impact almost broke the defense on the eastern wall. , After a bloody battle, the Knights and the Wang Family Mage finally repelled the enemy's attack, but the price was that thousands of people were directly killed in a battle.

The corpses lifted from the city walls were not sent to the inner city, but burned directly at the foot of the outer city walls. The thick smoke and pungent smell lingered in the outer city for a whole day, even covering the "Trout Street". The famous flavor that lasts all year round.

In a residential house near the wall in the inner city, a tall, thin man wearing a headscarf pushed the door and walked into the house. Companion at the back: "The reserve team has been sent to the city wall. It is said that the shield is becoming more and more unstable. The attacks of those monsters often penetrate the shield and land on the city wall."

The tall and thin man's companion was a middle-aged man with a yellow face, thick hands and feet, and messy hair and beard. At this time, he was fiddling with the machine placed on the table while scratching his hair. After hearing the tall and thin man's words, the middle-aged Talent raised his head: "Director Amber sent information that they have approached the estuary near the corridor in the valley, and fought against the monsters there."

"...It's better to have definite news than anything," the tall and thin man breathed softly, "These days are really difficult."

The middle-aged man with thick hands and feet nodded in agreement, but before he could speak, a sacred, fanatical aura suddenly spread from the street interrupted their conversation.

The tall and thin man quickly approached the nearby window panels, with his eyes glued to the gaps of the window panels, he saw a group of knights in white armor and white burqas striding towards the city wall. Those knights were not wearing helmets. A person's face is pierced with tattoos full of sacred words and symbols of runes, and a holy light visible to the naked eye hangs over the heads and shoulders of these knights. The battlefield, but to go to the eternal kingdom of God.

The tall and thin man left the window and said to his companion, "It's a knight of the Crusaders... there are tattoos all over his face."

"The Pope's inner court guards... even the reserve team of the Church of the Holy Light is now on board," the middle-aged man with thick hands and feet said in a deep voice, "It seems that their life is not easy."

...

Holy Light Cathedral, a tall tower, Veronica stood in front of the window, watching the devout Holy Light Knights rushed to the battlefield under the leadership of the two battle bishops, and sighed slightly.

In her field of vision, the devout and fanatic Holy Light Knights and the two bishops who led them to the city walls were all flaming torches of Holy Light. Although they were holy and bright, they were no longer human.

She left the window and looked back at another Holy Light torch standing beside her: "Sandy, go to the Great Hall of Light."

The priestess named Sandy immediately said: "You still need to rest, your loss in the last battle was too great."

Veronica shook her head: "When fighting for the Lord, a little tiredness is nothing."

In her field of vision, the torch of holy light named "Sandy" immediately became bright, and she made a sound of approval: "You are right, let's go to the Great Hall of Light."

In the Great Hall of Light, the holy light is shrouded in shrouds, and the vague holy and ethereal voice echoes in the air.

Pope St. Ivan III left his holy seat at this moment. This powerful Holy Light favored the platinum scepter that symbolized the spokesperson of the gods. Although his extremely old body was stooped, he still stood unshakably. In the center of the hall, the holy light that fell from the sky enveloped his head, condensing an illusion like a door, and around the Pope, the archbishops who were qualified to enter the Great Hall of Light were surrounding him.

The bishops' conference is holding a special prayer ceremony. Their eyes are lowered, and their hearts are piously calling for the response of the God of Light. No one in the audience speaks, but there are layers of prayers echoing continuously, and this All prayers point to the door that gathers above St. Ivan III. In this continuous prayer, St. Ivan III slightly closed his eyes and seemed to listen attentively - he was in the chaos He listened carefully and discriminated carefully in the low murmur, and accepted the oracle from the God of Light.

After the first prayer ceremony, Saint Ivan III opened his eyes slightly and saw Veronica standing in front of him.

The "Virgin Princess" entered the Great Hall of Light in the middle of the ceremony, but did not interrupt the ceremony, but waited quietly until now.

Saint Ivan III spoke gently, his voice carrying some kind of wonderful resonance: "Veronica, the most devout child of the Lord, you are here."

Veronica lowered her head slightly, not looking directly at the Pope as usual: "Your Majesty, I'm here to listen to God's will."

Saint Ivan III nodded lightly, and the old face showed a complex expression of excitement and solemnity: "The power of sin is pressing step by step, the holy warriors have sacrificed a lot, and the suffering people are praying. Blessed by the Holy Light, the God of Holy Light could not bear to see this continue, and He ordered me to prepare for the coming and resist the darkest hour."

After speaking, the old Pope paused, with a hint of pity in his tone: "Mortals, after all, still need shelter and guidance..."

Veronica bowed her head reverently, and after two seconds of silence, she said softly, "...Ah, that's true."

Saint Ivan III smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "During the advent ceremony, the Great Hall of Light will be completely closed, and all lower-level priests and priests will not be able to enter, Veronica, you are the most devout child of the Lord, and also the god of communication. A bridge with mortals, you are responsible for guarding the gate until the crisis is lifted."

Veronica kept her head down and said gently and respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty."

...

In the depths of the endless ocean, beyond the blockade of the storm and the chaotic magic field, on the "Io Continent" ruled by the Kraken, a huge facility is gradually taking shape.

This is located in the east of the stranding area of ​​"Antaveen" in the Kraken King City. The wide and flat platform is facing the towering alloy wall of Antavien. The Krakens built a large square on this platform. It is large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of Krakens (the mermaid form with a small footprint or the denser sea snake form), and in the center of the square, construction machinery is combining a large number of alloy frames, machinery equipment, and building materials into a digital building. 100 meters high tower.

The tower has already taken shape. It seems to be surrounded by several layers of large and small shells. The streamlined building structure has a unique beauty from the deep sea. The sea-blue decorative lines are clearly layered, dividing the tower into three sections. The main structure, its base is thick and low, the tower is tall and straight, and the topmost layer is a large sphere suspended in mid-air - the sphere is filled with undulating water light, as if it was made of pure water, but Incredibly held in shape, with no sign of disintegration.

Deepwater technicians are busy around this tower, installing auxiliary equipment or debugging various systems that are already in place, while a woman wearing a long sea blue dress with a graceful temperament and a coiled lower body is "standing" near the square. on one of the boulders, watching the tower under construction.

A snake-tailed female officer holding a trident climbed the boulder and bent down in front of Queen Petia of the Kraken: "Your Majesty, the Elemental Warp Tower can be ready within 24 hours, and then you only need to wait for the Western Continent. An accurate positioning signal is sent."

"Very well—everyone has worked hard."

"This is our duty," said the female officer, "but... the construction and activation of the elemental warp tower is expensive, and we are paying for a chance to ignite the reactor."

I can't point it anyway—Petia wanted to say that, but it seemed inappropriate for the Queen to say it directly.

"The arcane energy extraction technology from Tyr is enough to compensate for this loss," after a brief thought, the Siren Queen said softly, "not to mention that we may still harvest a large amount of additional energy substances."

"...Yes, we have connected the energy pipeline of the energy storage unit to this side, and the equipment related to conversion, purification, and extraction are also ready, but whether the new food mentioned by Thiel meets the standards has yet to be verified. "

"It doesn't matter, even if you can't use it to recharge the spaceship, at least you can use it to eat," Petia is very open--or, the Krakens have always been very open, "It can make us more comfortable with this The environment of the world is also good.”

As she spoke, she cast her gaze into the distance again, watching another group of deep-water technicians operate construction machinery to install various protective equipment around the square, she said casually: "This time, in addition to paying attention to the order of meals, Sisters also need to be careful and safe, after all... this time the little biscuits are alive. Occasionally active big squid is not easy to deal with, and the living little biscuits should be the same. "

(Friendly recommend a friend's book, the theme of Xianxia, ​​Dao Yigeng's "The Great River Goes East with a Sword", although this seedling is still very tender, but the book by the author of the great god generally does not need to worry about the follow-up.)