The Amber Sword

Sassard's wizards looked at the fleet in a remarkable way. Between the raw branches, the silver battleship reflected the sun and sparkled with sparkling glow. That's the Kanazi fleet, and Kanazi's floating warships are among the most advanced of the Bukan craftsmen, who, while reluctant to admit it, have to say that the Tonigars are even stronger than they are at the moment.

And this is exactly where the Sard witches were angry with Vladimir when they thought William had betrayed the Bukas.

“That's the fleet that the Kanaks helped build for all of us and the only army in this fortress that threatens us, so we can't invade this fortress from the sky." The wizard headed back: “Detect if there is a restricted area that conveys magic. ”

Soon, the wizards appeared surprised in their faces.

“There is no magic no-go zone? ”

The wizards headed by "these mortals…” also couldn't help laughing. But it is also understandable that, after all, there are only a few wizards in the mortal world capable of carrying out spells of transmission, and that it is costly to set up a no-go zone, let alone to cover such a vast area of space.

It is also normal for a human being to have a mortal mindset, whose wars differ greatly from those of wizards.

He pointed to a place: “Let's get it to the middle of the trunk. ”

“Understood.”

The Light Spirit creates a huge cavity area inside Valhalla, with countless branches extending from the tree walls and wrapped around the bottom of the cavity like angry roots. There, dozens of gigantic magic engines are roaring all day, transforming pure magic from inside magic crystal ore into a central crystal tower.

Above the cavity, a shining artificial sun is suspended, and countless points of light surround the artificial sun, illuminating the interior of the cavity as if it were daylight.

Beneath the crystal tower, Spirit Monica is in conversation with an obscure white figure.

“The tablet is more energy-efficient than we thought, so that the underlying network will soon be full, but you've just been born conscious and it may take some time to get familiar with your body. ”

The figure nodded slowly, as if it were a young girl with long hair and a shawl wearing a new green leaf robe, but her figure was blurred and covered in white light.

“Do you want to self-test yourself again? Well, the sooner you get acquainted, the sooner you can get it moving, even though it's just the primary form of Valhalla, but from the moment you're born, it's got the prototype of the superfortress of the past. ”

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

“What's the matter? ”

“I feel like a strange intruder. ”

“Intruder? ”

Monica was stunned.

“What kind of person. ”

“It seems to be a people of silver, but their bloodline seems to be degrading, and I feel the smell of a manager from them, probably the descendants of the observers. ”

“Oh, Buga.” Monica thought, "The uninvited guys, they must be from Tallaki City. Can I see them? ”

The girl nodded.

In a moment, Monica saw seven or eight gray robe wizards appearing in front of her, painting a law array on the ground in the nearby hills, although Miss Lightning did not know the law array, which did not prevent her from guessing that it was a transmission array.

“It's these guys. ”

“Monica, I don't really like these people, they're spying on me without my permission. They seem to be sending it to me. Can I refuse their transmission request? ”

“I don't like it either," Monica frowned: “Can you handle them? ”

“Yes.”

“Oh, but wait,” Miss Kwang-Ling suddenly thought of something: “Don't be so troublesome, transfer them to Zone 41. ”

The girl thought that Valhalla was like a body to her, but Zone 41 was strictly an annex to the fortress, not inside her.

She thought about the place for a moment.

“Mr. Babb, may I interrupt for a moment, Ms. Monica, so that I may send some intruders to you, no problem? ”

Bob, the giant craftsman, is finishing meditation during the day, and cloud giants don't need to eat or sleep, and Tiamat's network automatically transfers energy to them. But in the morning, they think and pray, and religious rituals that have been around for centuries have become a tradition in the blood of every cloud giant.

But the maiden's voice raised his head and answered, "Madam Tree of the World, at your service, it is a great honor for the Giants. Where are the intruders? ”

The Grey Robe Wizards have just stepped into the Conveyor Line, and the scenery in front of them is flowering, but it is not the hall of the trees in the middle of Valhalla that reappears in their sight, but a more magnificent marble hall full of classical beauty.

All around, the vaulted columns, each of which is incredibly huge, need to be looked up, one in a row, dense and numb. The cloud pattern on the floor of the lobby lines the sea of clouds that floats outside a row of corridor columns, as if it were a temple in the legendary clouds, and every setting in the lobby supports the wizards' small.

The wizards of the gray robe were completely stunned. This is the home of the legendary giants. What place did their spells take them?

But they soon understood.

Because of a giant in a white robe, with a curly beard, slowly walked out of the darkness and came to them. The giant had long bright golden hair, blue eyes, white clothes as snow, every fold seemed to fold into gold silk, shining in the sun, and he behaved like an elegant statue.

This is not the legendary wilderness cannibal troll, nor the cruel descendants of the mythical trolls, but a real giant - a cloud giant.

The giants looked down at these tiny intruders.

“Buga, Taraki,” the giant said in turn, sounding like thunder, echoing in the lobby: "Why have you come here with evil intentions? I can feel the decadent breath on you. Have the haughty Silver Citizens of the past gone to the Dragon of Dusk? ”

The wizards were stunned.

They looked at each other, and after a while, the head wizard answered with a great deal of fear: "Sir, are you really a cloud giant? ”

“I remember those days fighting alongside the Talaqis. ”

Bob closed his eyes and recalled.

“Ah!” The head wizard seemed struck by a lightning bolt: "You, Babu, the craftsman god! ”

“Exactly, you are the descendant of Krakow, I feel the smell of a mysterious legal practitioner from you,” Babu replied.

The head wizard trembled, and he answered carefully, “That's my grandfather, my lord. ”

“The descendant of Krakow, your grandfather died in the Sixth War, and he died with a cluster lord, and I personally returned his remains to Taraki City," replied Babu. “Your grandfather's soul ascended to the sky and turned into a star, watching what his descendants did. Did you really rest the spirits of your ancestors in your choice today? ”

Several wizards silenced down.

“We are trapped by our mission, my lord.” The head wizard replied: "Not every Taraki supports the actions of Lord Witch and Lord Vladimir, but it is true that the Bukas have been sinking for a long time and that the tablet of war is important to us and we need to rely on it to achieve the glory they once had. ”

“What is the true glory, the descendants of Krakow,” replied Babu. “In your grandfather's life, they lost the big silver library, but nobody dared to say they were despicable, and when their souls were elevated in that war, they got their glory. ”

“And you? ”

The wizard stood there face-to-face, not knowing how to refute it.

“Tell me,” Babu replied softly, "The descendants of Krakow, your choice. ”

The wizards had to bow their heads. That was the cloud giant, the purest generation of the Golden Nation, and that was Babu, the craftsman's god. When he became famous, the sixth war was not over.

Eight wizards knelt down one after the other and caressed their chests with their hands: "We are willing to serve you, Lord Babu. ”

“Not for me,” Barb shook his head: "You will serve the monarchs of this world. ”

The wizards were slightly flashed and their faces revealed a stunned look.

In the cavity lobby of the Mid-Valhalla region, the mechanical roar continued and Monica couldn't help but wrinkle her nose when she heard the description from the girl in front of her.

“They actually surrendered, what a pussy.” The Light Spirit replied with great dissatisfaction: "I should have simply rejected their transmission requests and thrown these damned guys into the turbulence of space. ”

The young girl, who had just been born conscious, did not understand why Miss Monica was angry, she merely crooked her head and looked at the scene with some doubt.

“Forget it.” Monica suddenly flew up and circled around the crystal tower: “I knew Babu would never do anything to the Bukas. ”

But it was at this time that she suddenly felt a warmth in her chest.

Monica's face changed slightly, and she hurried to pick up a gem from her glossy woven clothes, a dark red gem the size of a human little thumb, but the size of a light girl clapping her hands.

At this moment, a clear crack appears on the stone.

Monica's face turned white.

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