Chapter 2113: Desolation at dawn (45)
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Light Spirit Epic
- 雷文D维克萨斯
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- 2021-02-04 10:47:53
Chapter 2113 is the dawn of annihilation (45)
Rather than believing in the black rabbit girl in front of him, or being enchanted by a girl, it is better to say that Mutter was defeated by his curiosity. He followed Nina and sneaked into a courtyard like the lower level of the pyramid.
This should be the position of the center of the pyramid, but wonderfully, a cluster of light is introduced from the holes in the ceiling, and after several lenses are refracted, it is evenly scattered throughout the courtyard. It seems that the light of the moon infiltrated the green courtyard, dyed the flowers and grass here into the ice blue of the night.
Under the hustle and bustle of the moonlight, the various low shrubs only have contours that can be vaguely identified. The only small flower on the ground, the light blue flower called the sky, emits an identifiable light in the moonlight. There are countless night worms flying around, in the carnival, because the breath of the sky is so delicate that the fragrance is almost non-existent. The green light of the night worms is the singularity of this blue atmosphere.
"It's beautiful." The cat-and-boy who saw this scene whispered softly. He may not have much research on flowers and trees, but he at least knows how to distinguish between beauty and ugliness. He also knows that some beautiful scenery in the world is undeniable beauty.
"Is it just beautiful?" Nina seems to want to tease Mutter, deliberately not speaking out the key, but asking the cat-and-boys: "Do you notice anything unusual in this garden?"
"Abnormal?" The cat-and-boys were asked this way, and they couldn’t help but look around in confusion.
He is not an idiot. He knows that such a courtyard cannot simply exist in this pyramid and is only for viewing. Lviv is a fortress. It is the last bastion of Warcraft hunters who once fought every year from the entire Twilight region. There is such a courtyard hidden in this tense battlefield, and it is unreasonable to say anyway.
That is to say, here is probably not just a place to cultivate flowers and plants. This seemingly courtyard place may still contain other functional things.
The cat-and-boy who was so tempted to quickly fell on a stone arch in the center of the courtyard. It seems that the thing has only recently been used, and the stone near the stone arch is still faintly shining with magic.
"That...should it be a kind of portal?" The cat man boldly reasoned: "I just wanted to ask from the beginning. It is obvious that I and the stupid tiger just came by the iron ride at full speed. You actually returned to Lviv from Egypt almost at the same time as us. Are you using some kind of portal? Is this?"
"The reasoning is awesome. Yes, it was the people of Great Britain who sent me a ride and used the conveyors in their battleships to send me to the arch of the green courtyard." Nina smiled. Wolf has such an advanced transmission device, is it unexpected?"
"Unexpected, it is an accident." The cat boy was overjoyed, and at the same time he was not willing to sigh: "Hey. I knew that I could use this portal, I wouldn't have to sit with the stupid tiger for a few hours." ....."
"I think you still have to ride the iron." The black rabbit girl interrupted. "The transmission arch here consumes a lot of energy every time, and the energy supply in the ruins has long been broken. Now it is transmitted. Door charging relies on a backup energy solution. Simply put, it collects the photons in the atmosphere and slowly accumulates energy. It is probably only used three times a month. I have used it twice in one time."
"This......"
"The rest of the energy can be used for the last time. After using it, it is estimated that it will take another month to use it again." Nina continued: "But don't worry, this last time will not be ours anyway." Use it. This is the last chance to transfer, and I will leave it to you."
"me??"
"Yes, you." The black rabbit girl smiled sweetly: "Because Mute's little brother is not a Warcraft hunter, you are an outsider. You shouldn't have come to Lviv to participate in this [Great Hunting Festival. If things get too bad and the hunter's organization is almost completely destroyed, please come here and don't hesitate to use the portal to escape. The coordinates have been set and it will send you back to Great Britain. In the battleship, you will be safe after you get there."
"But what about you?!"
"This is our battle, here is our battlefield." Nina whispered, there was no fear in the tone, no regrets, and some just a calm water-like consciousness: "There is no Warcraft hunter, will benefit from Wolff fled in this big battle. This is our battle. Even if we fight to the last soldier, even if we are all over the army, no one will think about running away. Because we all know that if we have no way in this In the big hunting festival, all the invading Warcraft will be wiped out, they will threaten the safety of the entire Twilight region and threaten our homeland. In order to protect our homeland, we must fight with these Warcrafts. This is We are the "sentimental" of Warcraft hunters."
Subconsciously, the cat-and-boys clenched their chests. The chest hurts. Not a real pain, but an invisible pain spread on his chest.
"Little brother?"
"Are you stupid?" Mutt closed his eyes and whispered, "You can only continue to fight if you survive. Only when you survive, you can be happy. If you have to die to protect what you have to protect." If you don't, everyone will not be happy."
"I know. We all know." Nina used her rabbit's palm to caress the cat's cheek: "But this is our destiny. So promise me, little brother? If things really don't work." Please be sure to use this portal to escape. Please."
The cat-and-boys did not answer, but nodded in perfunctory.
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ten minutes later.
According to the agreement, Nina did bring Mutter back to his room. No black rabbit girl leads the way, and the cat boy will really get lost in the building where the scenery looks almost everywhere.
"So, look back." Nina did not go in to talk about the day, turned and left.
The cat-and-boys did not say the first half of the whole sentence, and even when the girl left, he did not say goodbye. Mutt slammed the iron door open, and when he first entered the room, he saw Albert using cloth and essential oils to wipe the weapons that would be used for killing.
"Are you going to a bathroom for half an hour?" Albert sarcastically said: "Is constipation or diarrhea?"
"Nonsense. I am just going to a small solution." Mutter pouted and said with dissatisfaction: "Then I met your Nitero president and I was touched by the old man."
"Wow, you have also been touched." Albert replied flatly.
"How do you say that you are coming over?"
"Well, after all, it’s the old bunny who is lascivious. Do you think that when I participated in the big hunting festival, I was less expensive than the president of Nitrow?" Albertra grew his face: "As long as If you are young, you will be touched by the old man, at least once. If he loses interest in your ass, he will stop, but he will always find a chance to touch it, which is very annoying. I really don't understand why the old-fashioned guy can be the president of the Hunters Association. Isn't the Warcraft Hunter Association a serious organization?"
The cat-and-boys began to break down: "It also proves that he is that kind of power. Even a guy with a serious personality defect, as long as he is strong enough, can be the head of such an organization."
"Maybe." Albert did not deny anything. He just gave the black moon steel scimitar in his hand to complete the income sheath, and went to pick up the storm gun blade.
"Don't you sleep?" Mutt asked in bed.
"I have just had a good night's sleep," Albert said with a heartless voice. "And it's almost the beginning, the [starting ceremony] of the big hunting festival."
"Starting...the ceremonies?"
Boom. Boom. Boom.
Indeed, there was a certain bell that started to sound inside the building, reminding everyone to gather. Something is about to begin soon.
"Want to see?" Albert asked. "Although you don't participate in the big hunting festival, it is possible to see the ceremonies. If you promise to finish the ceremonies, you will immediately return to the room to hide. I don’t want to take you to the ceremonies."
"Of course, take me in the past." Mutter fled back and forth with a hearty attitude, and did not think carefully about how cruel the war was. Despite this, since he came to Lviv with the tiger youth, he has witnessed all this consciousness.
------ Witness all this, including witnessing the cruelty of this war.
Time is close to late at night. Albert and Mutter walked outside the [Central Temple] and walked along the pyramid-like building to its top floor. At this time, a large number of Warcraft hunters have gathered outside the temple, and they have gone as high as Albert and Mutter. However, the lights around Lviv have gradually darkened.
Mute has seen this before. The lights used for lighting outside the city are a kind of fueled fire plate. The fire plate is directly supported by huge wooden pillars for a wide range of illumination. But the amount of fuel is limited. It seems to be a kind of oil extracted from Warcraft. If no one continues to add fuel to the fire, the fire will burn for a while. It becomes dim because the grease is exhausted and eventually goes out. The fire that is just in the fire is now faint, and it will be extinguished soon after, the critical state.
On the top floor of this pyramidal building, on a platform that is slightly wide enough to accommodate hundreds of people, the ceremony is about to begin.
It was not a complicated ceremony. There was only one long, flat wooden table in the middle of the platform. The head of the Warcraft Hunter, the president of the World of Warcraft Hunters Association, was standing by the wooden table.
"It is a ceremonial ceremonial, but there is no preparation for any sacrifice." Seeing the flat and empty wooden table, the cat-and-child teenager said unintentionally.
"What are you talking about?" Albert refused to rebut: "In this ritual, President Nitrow himself is a sacrifice."