Scene 462 The Unlucky Intruder

The wizards of Thassard looked at the large fleet with some fascination. Between the horizontal branches, the silver battleship reflected the sunlight and shone with sparkling brilliance. That is the fleet of the Kanaiqi people. Among the craftsman wizards of the Buga people, Kanaiqi's floating battleship is also one of the most advanced warships. Although these Sasard wizards are unwilling to admit it, they have to say that Tony The fleet controlled by the Geers at the moment is even more powerful than them.

And this is what makes the Sard wizards Vladimir angry, they think William has betrayed the Bugans.

"That is the fleet built by the Kanaiqi people with the help of mortals. It is also the only army in this fortress that threatens us, so we cannot invade this fortress from the sky." The wizard headed by turned around and said, "Detect if there is any A restricted area for teleportation magic.”

Soon, expressions of surprise appeared on the faces of the wizards.

"There is no teleportation magic forbidden area?"

"These mortals..." The leading wizard couldn't help but smile bitterly. However, this is understandable. After all, in the mortal world, there are only a few wizards who can cast teleportation spells, and setting up a teleportation forbidden area is very costly, not to mention covering such a large area of ​​airspace.

Mortals have mortal thinking patterns, and their wars are very different from wizards. It is normal to think so.

He pointed to a place: "Let's teleport to the middle of the branch first."

"clear."

The light spirit created a huge cavity area inside Valhalla, and countless branches protruded from the tree walls, coiling around the bottom of the cavity like aerial roots. There, a dozen huge magic engines are roaring all day long, transforming the pure magic power from the magic crystal ore into the central crystal tower.

And above the cavity, an artificial sun is suspended with dazzling brilliance. Countless light points are flying around this artificial sun, illuminating the entire cavity as bright as day.

Under the crystal tower, Monica, the light spirit, was talking to a vague white figure.

"The energy of the slate is much more efficient than we imagined. If this continues, the underlying network will be fully charged soon. However, you have just born consciousness, and it may take some time to become familiar with your body."

The figure nodded slowly. It seemed to be a young girl with long hair shawl, wearing a new green leaf robe, but her figure was blurry and shrouded in a white light.

"Do you want to self-examine your body again? That's fine. The sooner you become familiar with it, the sooner you can make it move. Although this is only the primary form of Valhalla, from the moment you are born, it will We now have the prototype of the super fortress from the past.”

The girl slowly closed her eyes, but after a while, she suddenly opened her eyes strangely.

"What's wrong?"

"I felt like there was a strange intruder."

"Intruder?"

Monica was stunned.

"What kind of person is he?"

"They seem to be the Silver People, but their bloodline seems to have deteriorated greatly. I feel the aura of managers from them. They should be the descendants of the observers."

"Oh, the Buga people." Monica thought for a moment: "The guys who came here uninvited. They should be the people from Taraki City. Can you let me see them?"

The girl nodded.

After a moment, Monica saw seven or eight gray-robed wizards appearing in the light curtain in front of her. They were drawing a magic circle on the ground in the nearby hills, although Miss Guangling did not recognize the magic circle. , but this did not prevent her from guessing that it was a teleportation circle.

"It's indeed these guys."

"Monica. I don't like these people very much. They are spying on me without my permission. They seem to be teleporting into my body. Can I refuse their teleportation request?"

"I don't like it either," Monica frowned: "Can you deal with them?"

"Can."

"Oh, but wait," Miss Guangling suddenly thought of something: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome.

Transfer them to Area 41. "

The girl thought for a moment and realized that Valhalla was like a body to her, but strictly speaking, District 41 could only be regarded as an annex of the fortress and was not in her body.

She thought for a moment before remembering that place.

"Mr. Barb, please allow me to interrupt you for a moment. Ms. Monica asked me to send some intruders to you. Is there any problem?"

The giant craftsman Babu is completing his meditation for the day. The cloud giants do not need to eat and rarely need sleep. Tiamat's network will automatically transfer energy to them. However, in the morning of the day, they would meditate and pray. Such religious rituals have been passed down for thousands of years and have long become a tradition in the blood of every Cloud Giant.

However, the girl's voice still made him raise his head and replied gracefully: "Ms. World Tree, it is the honor of the giant family to be able to serve you. Those intruders, where are they?"

The gray-robed wizards had just stepped into the teleportation array, and the scenery in front of them was blurry. However, what reappeared in their field of vision was not the tree hall in the middle of Valhalla, but a more magnificent marble palace full of classical beauty.

I saw the pillars supporting the vaults all around. Each one was so huge that it required people to look up. They were lined up one after another, densely packed. The cloud patterns on the floor of the hall set off the sea of ​​clouds floating outside the rows of columns, making it seem like the legendary temple in the clouds. Every furnishing in the hall highlights the insignificance of the wizards.

The wizards in gray robes were completely stunned. This was simply the residence of the legendary giants. What kind of place did their teleportation spells take them to?

But they understood immediately.

Because a giant wearing a white robe and curly mustache slowly walked out of the darkness and came to them. The giant had long bright golden hair, eyes as blue as the sea, and his clothes were as white as snow. Every fold seemed to have gold threads folded into it, sparkling in the sun. He behaved gracefully and noblely, as if he was an elegant statue. statue.

This is not the legendary man-eating troll in the wilderness, nor is it the despicable and cruel descendant of the giant gods in mythology, but a real giant - a cloud giant.

The giant looked condescendingly at these tiny intruders.

"Buga people, Taraki people," the giant said in turn, his voice like thunder, echoing in the hall: "Why do you come here with evil purposes? I can feel the aura of depravity in you. The proud people in the past Have the people of Silver surrendered to the Dragon of Dusk now?"

The wizards were simply stunned.

They looked at each other, and after a while, the leading wizard answered tremblingly: "Sir, are you really a cloud giant?"

"I remember those days fighting alongside the Taraki."

Babu closed his eyes and recalled.

"Ah!" The leading wizard seemed to have been struck by lightning: "You, you are Babu, the God of Craftsmen!"

"Exactly, you are a descendant of Korakik, I feel the aura of the Law Walker of the Secret Realm from you," Babu replied.

The leading wizard almost trembled, and he carefully replied: "That's my grandfather, sir."

"Descendants of Korakik, your grandfather died in the Sixth War. He died together with a Cluster Lord. I personally sent his bones back to Taraki City," Babu replied: " Your grandfather’s soul rose into the sky and turned into stars, watching what his descendants did. Did your choice today really let the heroic spirits of your ancestors rest in peace?”

Several wizards fell silent.

"We are trapped by our mission, sir." The leading wizard replied: "Not every Taraki supports the actions of the wizard and Vladimir, but the Buga people have indeed been in decline for a long time. The war The slate is very important to us and we need to rely on it to achieve the glory we once had."

"What is the real glory, descendants of Korakik?" Babu replied: "Your grandfather's generation, they lost the silver library, but no one dares to say that they are despicable. When they Their souls were sublimated in that war, and they gained their own glory."

"And what about you?"

The wizards stood there looking at each other, not knowing how to refute.

"Tell me," Babu replied softly: "Descendants of Korakik, your choice."

The wizards had to bow their heads. They were Cloud Giants, the generation with the purest bloodline among the people of Gold, and they were Babu, the god of craftsmen. When he became famous, the Sixth War had not yet ended.

The eight wizards knelt down on one knee one after another, put their hands on their chests and said, "We are willing to serve you, Lord Babu."

"Not for me," Babu shook his head: "You will serve the monarch of this world."

The wizards were slightly startled, with a look of astonishment on their faces.

In the hollow hall in the middle area of ​​Valhalla, the roar of machinery was still there. After hearing the description from the girl in front of her, Monica couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.

"They actually surrendered, what a coward." Guang Ling replied with great dissatisfaction: "If I had known this, it would be better to reject their request for teleportation directly and throw these hateful guys into the turbulence of space. "

The girl who had just gained consciousness didn't understand why Miss Monica was angry. She just tilted her head and looked at this scene with some confusion.

"Forget it." Monica suddenly flew up and flew around the crystal tower: "I should have known that Babu and the others wouldn't do anything to the Bugas."

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a heat in her chest.

Monica's face changed slightly, and she quickly picked up a gem from the clothes woven with light. The dark red gem was the size of a human's little finger, but the size of a light spirit girl's palm.

At this moment, an obvious crack appeared on the gem.

Monica's face suddenly turned pale.

…(To be continued.)

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