My Heroic Life

Roland touched the switch of the device, feeling a little worried. This old man who once kept a city safe has not been activated for decades. Even when Roland was in office, it was activated only a few times. The life and death juncture has become the most solid barrier under this disaster, so what will happen this time?

The man turned the switch of the starter with doubts. At the moment when the switch was pulled down, the cross-building complex of the Trial Chamber Headquarters shook slightly. The twelve large energy units hidden under the Trial Chamber were operating at full capacity and roared. The center of the room The technique was slowly lit, and then turned into an endless stream of magic power to rush into the artificial spiritual vein.

On the outskirts of Paris, the monument-like defensive array lights up again after a few decades. The magic spells on the steles are more and more dazzling under the filling of magic power, and finally turn into blue beams of light soaring into the sky, clusters of light in the night sky Disperse and dilute, link together to form a barrier covering the entire city.

Standing by the stone monuments on the city border, most of the court staff who were preparing for emergency repairs were relieved. Except for the light beams generated by the eight enchantment stone monuments, two of which were slightly weaker, the others were normal. The equipment was rugged and durable during the war. At the same time, the supplementary work on these two weaker steles is also rapidly starting.

"Mom, what is that?"

"That is, the city barrier of the last century."

On the street, people who were taking emergency refuge under the coordination of the police and other security forces saw the barrier formed by the light blue magic soaring into the sky and exclaimed. The young children excitedly pointed to the sky and smiled. The old people sighed with nostalgia.

In the urban area that was gradually emptying out, teams of inquisition soldiers were gathering to report. These apostles who were dispatched to all sides began to search for favorable terrain in the city, and urgently added fortifications at strategic points. Their eyes were full of vigilance. Looking at the huge ship gradually emerging from the clouds in the sky.

The headquarters of the Trial Chamber was already crowded, and the emergency-recall troops thought they were going to fight a tough battle. Unexpectedly, Roland and the armored Joan walked directly to the gate to meet them, so the fortified team became a cleaning team. Begin to collect the dead bodies for the sacrificed companions, and clean up the dead bodies and blood stains of the enemies.

Roland nodded with satisfaction as he watched the departments start to operate normally after the high-level changes tonight. Under the concept of defending the home and the country, none of them jumped out to question the legitimacy of Roland’s power. They are more concerned about whether they can survive tonight and whether they can see the sunrise tomorrow.

Yes, the giant ship in the sky, Najirfa, puts such pressure on them.

That is not so much a ship, as it is a floating island, and now this piece of cursed death, on which a huge ship of monsters is about to come, it brings fear and shock to people's hearts far more than black The level of Yunya City.

"Strictly speaking, the ship should be a piece of space. It moves with the nearby space."

Roland felt the anxiety of Jeanne, who was looking up at the sky beside him, and said soothingly: "Now that the city barrier has been activated, this space has been locked, and Nagilfa can no longer land in the city."

"Is the worst case avoided?"

"Well, but they shouldn't have the idea of ​​landing either, otherwise Frank would have destroyed the barrier long ago when they came to power." Roland stared at the belly of the ship that gradually became clear in the sky: "It must be their hard power that gives him absolute confidence. ."

In the eyes of the young man, there was a flame burning above Najilfa, which was undoubtedly the breath of a powerful enemy. At the same time, Isaac, whom Roland regarded as an enemy, faced the face of the silver-haired woman in the image spell. , Looks like a headache and speechless.

"This is totally different from the original plan, Miss Prophet."

Mimir's face remained as cold as before, as if the frustration of the battle had nothing to do with her, like a cold and emotionless machine.

"Britain, it's a factor that we didn't consider." She said faintly: "I suddenly intervened for unknown reasons, causing the Asaph Temple assassination plan to fail. That person did not die, so everything changed."

"In other words, as long as he is dead, there is still room for salvation in our plan."

"It's true."

"I understand." Isaac said with a murderous smile: "Then I will kill him."

Chapter 122 The Premonition of a Strong Enemy

"You may be the only one of us who has a chance to beat him."

Mimir's voice was still cold, but with a different mood, she stared at the man in front of her and said:

"In this operation, we have almost overwhelmed everything. The dark chess that has been lurking for decades and the available forces have been brought to the limit by us. Once we fail, there will be no second chance."

"I understand, and if we don't produce certain results this time, I am afraid that we will have no good results when we go back."

Isaac thought of Walklord, who had put them under great pressure in the country. The monster was a poisonous snake, and his mere existence caused him to feel uneasy.

"Yes, the country also needs to be more prepared. For this reason, we originally wanted to instigate the saint with the power of the evil dragon as the trump card, but the plan failed and the appearance of that man disrupted everything."

Mimir's rare frowned slightly, Isaac sighed while looking at her with such an expression, and then the flames all over his body swelled, and a scorching warfare emerged.

"It's now the worst step in your deduction." Isaac showed a grandiose smile on his face. He drew the long sword from his waist and looked down under the thin clouds, which was brightly lit. city ​​of.

"Then give up those conspiracy calculations, let us start the final scene, which belongs to men, the life and death decision that determines the outcome."

As he said so, he looked back at the neatly lined red armored soldiers. They were the vanguards of the Frostflame Hand, the elite of Isaac's command --- the Fire Giants.

This is a legion that once wrestled with the sphinx herd of Egyptian pharaohs on the African battlefield. Everyone is a low-level priest, with the blood of the gods diluted in his body. After liberation, he can reach the lower-level heroes. Level, and there are hundreds of such top fighters here.

The confederate body has never been a country that relies on quantitative advantages to fight. It is like a social composition of the survival of the fittest and an inhumane experiment of ten non-existence. It repeatedly screens out the strong on that land and reorganizes them into a legion. , The overall quality of the soldiers of the Clan Union is much higher than that of the European Union.

From the perspective of those who believe in the strong, the European Union is the organization that is corrupt to the end. The high-level drunkenness and cowardice and incompetence are so serious, but they sit firmly on the throne of the powerful. Such a situation is impossible in their country.

Whether it is the Mans like a mad dog, or the "Soul Reaver" Hestia who was once defeated by Roland, no matter how crazy they are, there is one thing that cannot be denied, that is, they have the strength to match their status. It is also the instinct of people living in a clan environment-to obey the strong.

And now, hundreds of elites of the lower heroic level raised their heads and stared at the red-haired man in front, waiting for his instructions. This shows that Isaac's strength and leadership qualities are unshakable in their hearts.

Isaac swept around the troop under his command and nodded with satisfaction and appreciation.

"Compared with Egypt, it's a lot colder here, but it's the same for you all?"

He looked at the soldiers with red flames on their bodies from time to time, and swung his sword towards Paris, which was already shrouded in a semicircular barrier.

"Thanks to this thing, we can't get off the ship anymore. The original battle plan has to be changed, but it's just this difficulty that doesn't bother you."

Isaac smiled and restarted the mission deployment after realizing that the barrier beam was difficult to destroy.

"The first squadron and the second squadron are preparing to airborne. The goal is the barrier energy supply device at their headquarters. The third and fourth squadrons, you are going to be'nanny' this time, and the monsters will be handed over to you."

Although the soldiers are expensive and not many, Isaac knew what a huge city he was going to capture. This time, in addition to the Fire Giants, the ship also brought 10,000 Apostles on board, but they were not in war. The cannon fodder, the monsters in the cabin are really responsible for creating chaos and killing them.

That is an army composed of nearly 10,000 monsters. They will be thrown on the periphery of the barrier, and they will become path pioneers driven by the priests. They don't know much about killing humans, so they cannot act with the apostle forces.

When the dust settles, the 10,000 regular troops of the Zonglian body will enter the city to eliminate the monsters and the remnant enemies, and complete the feat of occupying the enemy's capital.

"According to the data, the effect of this enchantment is decreasing from above to below. With such a large range, it is impossible to be firm. There is no problem in attacking from the ground."

"Because it was designed for the mysterious enchantment in the last century, the airborne troops will not be affected as long as they do not liberate their blood."

The adjutants exchanged the latest investigation results with each other and began to discuss the plan urgently. At the same time, underground air defense facilities across Paris were activated, and countless air-to-air missiles were ejected from the underground of the park, and the football field was hitting various unexpected places. .

The roar and explosion opened the prelude to the defense of Paris. Unfortunately, the effect was not satisfactory. Various missiles did not pose a threat to the mysterious incarnation of Nagilfa, just like throwing pebbles into the lake. It can make a little wave on the surface of the ether.

"Should I say so?"

Roland looked calmly at the battle in the sky. By his side, Ziegfried and Beowulf were arranging the defense of their subordinates. Jeanne had already gone to the infirmary to visit Malda.

In the distance of his sight, there is a hovering creature in the sky. It is Astorfo riding a fantasy eagle. As the commander of the Paris air defense force, this is probably the first time he has experienced the pain of working overtime late at night. .

Today, the heroes of Paris are roughly in two places. One is the headquarters of the Tribunal, a strategically important place underfoot, and the other is the Palace of Versailles in the French royal family. What's interesting is that there was no fighting in these two places, but fierce fighting in other places. .

Although I can’t see it, Roland can feel it. On the other side of this super city, Altria and Morgan Lefei are already in a fierce battle. The two joined the battle without hesitation. It is undoubtedly his reason. I was moved. Roland was also a little surprised.

The reason was that they all had the upper hand in the face of the clergymen who were extremely difficult to deal with. Altria, in particular, seemed to be chasing the opponent angrily.

The young man felt inexplicably that this matter seemed to have something to do with him, but he thought about it and shook his head.

How could it be possible, maybe the enemy irritated her by saying something bad, how could it be because of me?