Chapter 2937: The Never Returning Morning (12)

2937-Nightmare
"The whole ship was converted into live ammunition and attacked with live ammunition." As soon as the artillery fire of the battleship was found to be invalid, the Tiemen 9 ordered.
As if he had command of the entire battleship.
Wait, he does. That was King Arthur, and the King of Great Britain naturally had this authority.
Mut frowned. So it's all here, why does this guy refuse to take off his mask.
"We ... really have to go." There was fire all over the cabin, and Mutter said dejectedly.
The live ammunition, which is driven by a photon explosion engine, has a giant solid alloy bullet with a 10-foot caliber, and hits the wonderful thorny ball heavily.
But they didn't even have a chance to get close to the orb. They were affected by some kind of distortion as they approached the ball. The trajectory began to deflect, and they went off the same field as the beam cannon just now, and fell to the ground. Several of the warheads even bounced, and flew towards the battleship, almost hitting the warship where Mut was.
That was not due to luck. The shield on the side of the battleship is open because the shield deflected the orbit of the alloy warhead.
"That thing ... is a protective cover?" So Mutter made the same conclusion. It seemed that some kind of extremely powerful shield was deployed near the strange crimson thorn ball to block all attacks.
"It doesn't seem to be." Iron Face Man No. 9 said, seeming to have other opinions.
Or, it is different from all the protective covers they have ever seen. The photon shields or shields generated by the enchantment generator have some common characteristics. The strong shield can even see the wall of light with the naked eye-that is the excess light emitted by the high concentration of photons. Even if the ordinary shield is almost invisible at ordinary times, when attacked, the attacked part will emit light, which is also the excess light generated by the excitation.
And that black thing ... more like some kind of spatial distortion? In short, it is not a human technology, nor is it a "defense wall" produced by the enchantment generator.
"All fleets retreat. Stay away from that thing!" The Iron-Man 9 ordered, and his instinct told him that the red thorn ball was very dangerous.
"You," he said to Mut and Gusta instead: "Go to the seventh mechanical warehouse, your iron ride is there. Ready to go on the iron ride. When the time comes, they will naturally open the warehouse door. Department Good seat belt, do n’t be thrown out of the battleship! "
Mut and Gusta glanced at each other, nodded, and flew out against the ship's violent shaking (the so-called flying is just running against the wall).
There are still guidelines along the way. Moreover, the battleship was brightly lit, and they found the mechanical warehouse mentioned by the Ironmen without much effort. There are only five or six iron rides inside, and they are all on the fixed brackets, and none of them have been released. It seems that Great Britain only used artillery bombardment and did not send an iron cavalry to attack Lviv, presumably so as not to stimulate the orc coalition?
Mr. Gusta ’s iron ride is also there, and it is fixed on the bracket. It is already in a ready state and filled with fuel. The two jumped on the iron ride, just fastened their seat belts and were ready to go. At this time, the battleship was violently shaken again. If Mute didn't wear a seat belt, he was almost thrown away.
"Um ..." Gusta snorted.
"what happened?"
"It's okay ... the wound is just a little bit cracked." Tiger man replied.
It was yesterday's injury and almost killed Gusta's life. The wound was obviously cured in the medical cabin, but it split again under this shock.
… Or maybe it's related to today's too intense competition. Mr. Gusta did n’t bother much today, probably for this reason.
"Change me to drive an iron ride." Mut said. The attitude is still very tough.
"No. I'll protect you when I say that."
"You take care of your wounds first. How can it be possible to drive an iron ride freely if you are injured? We will both die if we fall.
The tiger man remained silent for a few seconds.
"Very good. But you must pay attention to driving safely."
"I'm not a kid!" Mut said angrily, crawling from the back seat to the front, squeezing Gusta to the back.
"Does the wound ... hurt?" He asked.
"It's okay." Gusta was starting to bandage the wound, applying a slimy medical gel to his chest, and then bandaging himself. His technique of doing this is quite skilled, as if he has been injured since a long time ago.
"I'm sorry." Catman teenager whispered with his ears sagged.
"There is no need to apologize." Gusta said: "I want to protect you before I protect you. This is not your fault."
Although he said so. Mut turned around, turned his back to Gusta and secretly sighed. If he could be stronger at the beginning, he wouldn't need a tiger to protect him. Even now, he still hates this weak self, a self that always needs others to protect.
Is he so weak to plan to protect Albert? How arrogant he is. However, he can't do it. Some things are not done now, and I will regret it in the future.
Bang! There was another violent impact outside the battleship, and Mut was almost thrown away.
The alarm bell is masterpiece, the battle situation seems to be more severe than expected.
And a sound also sounded on the broadcaster in the corner of the mechanical warehouse: "The seventh mechanical warehouse door will open in ten seconds, please be prepared. Ten, nine--"
Mutter launched the Iron Rider, making it ready to fly out at any time.
auzw.com "Eight, seven, six--"
"It's up to us to deal with it. Go find the person you want, kid." The voice of No. 9 Tiemen Ren is mixed in the radio: "What you want to do is to be carried through to make it a journey without regret."
"Five, four, three--"
"Try to do everything you can. Regardless of it, the result is good or bad, happy or sad."
"Two, one, the door is open!"
Woo! ! The air outside entered like a gust of wind, and the world outside was already impregnated with a dark darkness, and it could not see clearly from north to south. At the same time that the fixed bracket of Tieqi was lifted, Mute also slammed on the accelerator and made Tieqi rush out. His iron ride swooped into the dark night sky, and went straight in the dark mist of invisibility, and finally broke through the darkness.
"What about Lviv ...?" The catman teenager driving the iron rider turned his head and looked behind him. In the air, everything was shrouded in darkness, and the darkness of the five fingers could not be reached. The warships of Great Britain are also in that dark area, and the situation is no longer known. Mut only knows that the dark center is the crimson thorny ball, and it is making some kind of "attack" on those warships.
"They will be destroyed." Gusta whispered.
"They will think of ways to reverse the situation." Mut said: "After all, it is the [Tiemenren No. 9] who directs everything."
Gusta didn't reply, not knowing whether he was agreeing or staying pessimistic.
"Where do you want to go next?" After Tieqi drove out for a long distance, the tiger man asked.
"Melson Stone." Mut answered.
"Why is it Melsonite? Do you think Mr. Albert will go there?"
"Because he has nowhere else to go, there is the first step he has to take." The catman teenager definitely said.
-Or, [The Guardian's Tower] is Albert's primary goal. Everything originated from that place.
At the same time, the former territory of the cat-human race, Melson Stone.
Albert, who had already set off first, also arrived at his destination at this time.
He let Tie Qi land on the edge of a small lake outside the city of Melson. As soon as he jumped off the iron ride, the tiger turned and glanced at the mysterious crystal grave next to it.
Catman Rulf is sleeping peacefully in the crystal tomb. It seems that it has been centuries since the last time they brought Ruff's body back to Melson Stone for burial.
"I'm back." Albert said to himself, taking a bunch of flowers prepared in advance from his pocket and putting them in front of the crystal tomb: "Wait for me, Rufu. Wait for it to end." In the future, when the World of Warcraft in the Dawning area is all wiped out, when there will be no new World of Warcraft rampant, I will let your tribe return here.
No one needs to hide from Tibet anymore, or survive under the glory of the guardians.
No one needs to sacrifice themselves to support [Tower of the Guardian], [Summer of Love], everyone can live freely.
The beautiful day you have been looking forward to will come true one day. I promise. "
He turned to look at the [Guardian's Tower] in the distance.
Once, the tower was dedicated to Lord Bailong, or the holder of the fragments of the Holy Grail. The white dragon on that tower constantly sacrificed his mind, let the guardian's tower shine, and guard the entire melsonite.
And it is Rufu's mother, a witch, who is responsible for protecting the mind of Lord Bailong, so that it will not collapse completely. The witch's mind will also be destroyed in the long pass, and it will eventually collapse.
But now, all this has become a thing of the past. The once glorious guardian's tower has become a lightless building. Lord Bailong is dead, and Ruf ’s mother has been sent away. Even the entire population of Melson Stone has to leave this city that is no longer being guarded and emigrate to Great Britain ... under the fence.
They lost their home. And as long as the Warcraft are rampant in the dawn area, the cats will never be able to return to their former homes.
Albert went to the Guardian's Tower, and was empty along the way, seeing no trace of half of the person, nor any Warcraft. This is temporary. Because of the [Big Hunting Festival], the Warcraft in the entire Dawning area have been led to Lviv. But once the Great Hunting Festival is over, within a few days, there will definitely be a new Warcraft, wandering in this area.
He stepped inside the guardian's tower and illuminated the already dark tower with the flame rosin applied to the blade.
This is where everything starts, and if his guess is correct, there must be some kind of device in the tower of the guardian that can affect the fragments of the Holy Grail and make it work-just like the central temple of Lviv.
"Xiaobai," he ordered. Behind him appeared the Holy Spirit White Tiger, who was holding the Holy Grail fragments.
The bracelet-like prop was glowing extremely faintly, almost invisible under the fire, but it failed to escape Albert's sharp gaze.
Sure enough. Bringing [Love Summer] here is the most correct choice. Using the "energy" provided by this guardian's tower, Albert may be able to launch [Love Summer] again and find the next [source origin].
While he was thinking about his wishful thinking, he also noticed the breath of someone in the Guardian's Tower.
"Come out, sneak attacks are useless to me." He said.
As a result, a figure gradually emerged from the darkness, and the majestic land appeared in front of Albert.
"Oh, of course." The tiger youth hummed: "You are an artificial person. They can make one, and naturally they can make the second one."
He looked at the replica of the super g-class hunter in front of him, the assassination master [Stinging Pickman]-and hummed.
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