At noon, the Black Forest fortress was cloudless, and although the streets were still cold and windy, there was no heavy snow to hinder people's movements, and the soldiers were sorting out the supplies needed to defend the city near the city walls, and most of the civilians living in it took advantage of this rare sunny day to start tidying up the surrounding streets, and several mages and warlocks in robes rode around on horseback, they watched for damage and leaks in the walls and towers everywhere, and wrote them down one by one, and prepared to start using spells to repair them.

All over the city, all the people who are still alive have their own jobs, and they are calm and unfazed by their current situation, which has been cultivated by countless wars and customs, and these Northlanders have long been accustomed to the current situation.

It's the Kuroshio Siege, the sixth day.

Outside the city, the purple-black fog of the Black Forest was so thick that no spell could detect what was going on inside, and no one knew what was going on except for the occasional howl of beasts, and several silver knights formed a group to go to the fallen fortress outside the city, intending to search for some supplies and equipment that could still be used.

In the city, in the middle of this Black Forest fortress, there is a Gothic spire bell tower, it looks very old, the suckers left by the creeper are all over its four walls, only the windows have survived because people are cleaning them often, it stands to reason that this kind of clock tower is usually not guarded except for people coming and going when the time is announced, but now, there are several robed mages coming in and out, and they are frowning one by one, and they leave with shame and worry on their faces.

Inside the clock tower, on the second floor.

A silver knight with a wounded right hand stood in front of a room, staring at the gray-white wall in front of him with a serious face, silent.

Crunch, the door of the room was opened, and another mage walked out of it with a frown, and when he looked up, he saw the knight guarding the door, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm sorry for you...... Elson. ”

And the middle-aged knight, who looked not young and already had gray hair, turned his head to look at the mage beside him, and asked a little numbly, "What, failed again?" ”

"There is no way, the chaotic magic has completely shrouded the surroundings of the mountain range, as long as the communication fluctuations are transmitted, they will be quickly polluted and rewritten, and the power of the formation here is too small, and it is completely impossible to break through.

After a few words, the mage was extremely irritated by his incompetence, and after a few words, he shook his head and left the clock tower, leaving the knight alone standing straight in place, motionless.

The sun moved slowly, and the sunlight shone on him through the window on the side of the bell tower, probably because the weather was too cold, obviously it was the noon sun, but there was no sense of dryness and heat, but some chill came to his heart.

The windows here were originally intended for archers, and the Black Forest fortress has never been breached, so it has never been used, but given the current situation, it may be the first time that this firing port, which was designed more than two hundred years ago but never used, will be used for the first time.

"Alas......"

With a deep sigh, the gray-haired knight looked around the inside of the bell tower that was no longer dark due to the sunlight, and Elson touched his right hand, which was crushed and fractured, and showed a self-deprecating wry smile: "Even if it is death, I want to die on the front line...... Guarding the communication formation, haha. ”

He was unwilling to return, but he clearly knew that in the room behind him was a communication circle that could connect the northern territories, although it could not be compared with the super-large formation in St. Lauren's Cathedral that was enough to connect the entire empire and even the outer regions, it was also a very important key protection object.

However, due to the unknown reason of the black and purple mist, the magic of chaos covered the Great Ajax Mountains, and the communication formation with insufficient power was completely unable to transmit information, and those mages who came and went were here to solve this problem, but unfortunately, no matter who they were, this is not something that technology can solve.

The gray-haired knight was attacked by a flying silver monster during the defense of the city a few days ago, although with the cooperation of his comrades, he quickly killed it, but his right hand was still devastated, and in a fortress with insufficient priests, this means that his combat effectiveness has been greatly weakened, otherwise, how could a silver knight be sent to guard this communication formation, which is already obviously useless?

He must be at the forefront of the city walls, guarding against the tide of beasts that may attack again at any moment, and that is his duty.

"Fortunately, there are not many birds in the Northland, and in six days, no matter how many flying demonic beasts there are nearby, they should all be dead by now."

Following his own thoughts, Elson said to himself: "Yes, today is the sixth day, no matter how slow the reaction is on the main city, it should be found that something is wrong, but the snow is so deep, I don't know how many days it will take for reinforcements to arrive, and the fortress may have been breached at that time...... If the lord had flown in alone, it would have been a different matter. ”

Gold-level transcendents can fly freely, whether they are mages, warriors, warlocks, or priests, they can be protected by the earth and the sky because of their resonance with energy, and they can gain the ability to fly freely in the heavens and the earth, which is something that everyone knows.

If you fly all the way, it won't take long to get from the main city to the fortress, but it will take a lot of physical strength to recover in a few days, so there is no point in coming.

"What do you want to do with so much?" Suddenly found that his thinking was getting more and more deviated, the gray-haired knight couldn't help but laugh dumbly, he shook his head, looked at his right hand, although there are not many priests in the fortress, but the medical strength is not bad, with the help of potions and several general doctors, with the recovery power of the silver warrior, he already has a certain combat effectiveness in a few days: "The big deal is to die in battle......"

Without going on, Elson felt something choke his throat, and he turned his head to look out the window, where stone houses filled the center of the fortress like a small city, and dense towers towered above the walls, where mages, archers, and all sorts of heavy equipment such as goblin artillery were placed to provide the heaviest fire support.

This is the fortress of the Black Forest, the gray-white city, the farthest point of civilization, where countless people with great ideals and beliefs have come to this bitter cold land, where they are neighbors with beasts and ice and snow, and guard the frontier of the human world.

This is also the place where he has lived for nineteen years, where his wife, children, and his home are located, and where two of his most beloved men have chosen to live with him, the warrior, in the most dangerous front-line fortresses, giving up the comfort of the main city, and the gray-haired knights cannot guarantee their safety in the face of such love.

That's really ......

"Nourish...... Zizi ......"

A sudden murmur interrupted Elson's exclamation.

He turned his head to look at the room behind him, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then frowned, revealing a puzzled expression.

"Nourish...... Zizi ...... China Unicom ......"

"Won't you...... Don't?! Hearing the faint sound of people coming from the room, Elson didn't say a word, he immediately opened the door and walked into it quickly.

It was a small room, with a round table in the center of a stone platform with dense silver-blue and gold lines, made of crystal, with a faint glitter, and in the center of which these lines converged, there was a small white plane like a mirror.

At this time, the contact circle that had been silent for a long time began to flicker, the plane flickered, the Dao runes turned, and the sound came out of it.

“…… I am...... Multiply...... Lord of Davia, Joshua...... Multiply...... Malcolm. ”

Suddenly, the noisy noise was completely eliminated in an instant, and a majestic male voice sounded from the white mirror: "The twenty-seventh connection, the target Black Forest Fortress, can you hear my voice?" ”