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Knock Knock......

Gordon stomped his foot lightly, and the entire power chamber echoed with a slight muffled sound, like the sound of a wooden stick gently tapping a metal box.

In fact, the entire power compartment is indeed a huge thick metal box. This is a critical area that provides floating power for the entire flying battleship, and naturally it is impossible to make it of wooden materials, and it needs to be protected.

On the metal floor, which was unrecognizable to the group, silver grooves converged on the pedestal in the center. This is a very common system for the transmission of magical energy. Of course, with the magic technology of the Netherduran Empire, this whole system must be much higher than the current average.

The first half of the power module is the Mither energy core and transmission system that provides energy, while the second half is a precise and huge magic circle forged from special metal, supplemented by many different kinds of runes that Gordon can't even recognize, a power system composed of a power system.

With the energy provided by the Guò Miser core, the power system is constantly running, and the flying battleship can be lifted into the air.

In essence, it can be thought of as a levitation technique for the constant of the battleship.

Of course, such a large-scale and enormous effect of the levitation technique is not something that can be done casually.

But now, the back half of the power compartment is greatly opened, and the autumn wind keeps pouring into the cabin from the gap that was blown up by the combined attack spell of the sun elves.

The cold wind made Serra sneeze and quickly wrapped her cloak tightly.

In addition, Gordon could feel that there was a lingering, manic and chaotic magical energy in the air, like a layer of foul oil wrapped around his body, which was very uncomfortable.

This is supposed to be a remnant of the ferocious fog. Although this amount is not enough to affect the human spirit. But staying in this environment for a long time is always bad for your health.

So Gordon walked up to the metal pedestal and took the Mither core down.

He took the crystal ball the size of a grapefruit in his hand and observed it carefully. Perhaps it was a bit inappropriate to call it a crystal ball, because the transparent crystal that encased the dark red light cluster in the middle was not a crystal, but a special material that Gordon did not recognize.

According to records, the light cluster in the Mithic core was supposed to be a dazzling orange color, but the Mithic core in Gordon's hand. But it's a dark red that shows a state of decay.

This is because when the ship was abandoned, Captain Adonis received an order from his superiors to directly overload the entire power system, leaking out the extremely destructive chaotic magical energy - the fierce fog. This led to the overuse of the Mithic core, which could have been able to continue to supply energy for 5,000 years without problems. It's only been about a thousand years, and it's almost exhausted.

However, this Mither core is still very precious.

If used properly. It's a big killer.

After putting the Mither Core into the Dimensional Bag. Gordon felt that this trip to the flying battleship could be successfully concluded. Next, it's time to think about how to get out of here.

"I'm afraid Sipp has set up a lot of checkpoints and various detection spells in the first half of the battleship to stop us from escaping. So, if you want to go back the way you came, leave the flying battleship from underground. It's impossible. Gordon said.

"What then?" Sierra asked.

Gordon glanced at the three of them, and suddenly showed a smile full of meaning: "You shouldn't be afraid of heights, right?" ”

"You mean, jumping down from that hole?" Ji'er pointed to the gap where the whirring cold wind was pouring in, "It's about fifty meters above the ground. If you use the levitation technique, you can barely get to the ground. But the surrounding fierce fog did not completely dissipate, and that chaotic magical energy greatly interfered with the spellcasting process. At least I don't have the confidence that in this situation, I can communicate with the magic net and successfully cast the levitation technique. ”

"Trust me, I'm an arcane expert." Gordon said. Since he relied on mana to cast spells, he didn't need a magic net at all, so the evil fog had little effect on him.

Ji Er pouted, and she didn't know whether to admire, envy, or be jealous of Gordon's confident look.

As Gordon himself said, he blessed the three of them in a row, and not a single one of them failed. Immediately afterward, he also activated the levitation technique on the Eagle Feather Boots, and then jumped through the gap first.

……

"Brother, I'm afraid Gordon has left this flying battleship." Ke Yane looked at the open metal door in front of him, and his face was very ugly.

Shipp wasn't much better, either. The bone-chilling autumn wind poured into the battleship from the broken ground, whining as if mocking his failure.

"Damn it!" Sipp gritted his teeth and spat out a word for a long time.

He led a large group of subordinates through the battleship cautiously while searching for traces of Gordon and his party, and finally came to the aft power room.

At this time, Shipp already had a hunch, and Gordon probably had already escaped by unknown means. So his only hope was to be able to find the Mithic Core in the ship, and it would not be a trip in vain.

But when he saw the metal door that had been opened a long time ago, and the empty metal pedestal in the middle of the cabin, he couldn't help it anymore.

Gordon actually took away the Mither energy core that he had coveted for a long time!

If it weren't for the fear that under the influence of the residual fierce fog, it would be easy to fail to cast spells and the arcane energy would be devoured, so Xi Pu would have cast a few fireball spells a long time ago, blasting everything in front of him into slag to vent the anger in his heart.

"Retreat! Although the other party escaped this time, they will definitely fight for Alawi. The legacy of the rising sun, enter the remains of the Tree of Life. When the time comes, all the accounts will be settled together! Sipp waved his staff and turned away.

……

The armor mage stands in the pitch-black underground cavern. His "eyes" were fixed into the distance. There, countless thick knotted roots swirled and spread in the soil, weaving into a huge web. However, the surface of these roots is charred and withered, and they have lost their function of absorbing nutrients and water, and have long since died.

This is the root area of the remains of the Tree of Life.

A sudden surge of joy swelled up in the armoured mage's heart that his goal was about to be accomplished. For him, this emotion has not been present for a long, long time.

Countless messy and broken fragments of memories flashed through my mind.

He remembered. When he learned the bad news of his beloved wife, he abandoned his faith in the elven goddess Angelis in revenge and threw himself into the command of Titus, the goddess of blood and battle. The goddess was very fond of him, a rare follower of the Sun Elve, and gave him great power.

However, that strength was still not enough to defeat Alawi. Rising sun. Even after a battle, he was seriously wounded incurably.

In order to continue his life, in order to continue his journey of revenge, the armor mage once again made the decision to renew his life. He used a powerful spell to combine his consciousness with his soul. Stripped of the original broken **, it was integrated into a pair of armor.

But because of this, he lost the favor of Titos.

Because blood is the essence of life, the goddess is only willing to accept those who have flesh and blood and have true life. The armor mage gave up his body. Although he still retains a strong desire and dedication to revenge, he no longer meets the standards of the goddess Titos.

But it doesn't matter.

It has existed in the form of armor for thousands of years. He didn't care about a lot of things anymore. Even if you become an unbeliever, you will be built into the wall of the unbeliever after death, and you have long forgotten about it.

Perhaps, death has long been a luxury for him.

A qiē sacrifice, a qiē abandonment. One qiē's hard work, one qiē's perseverance, are all for today.

The armor mage spoke, his voice sonorous. Imbued with determination and perseverance that condensed millennia: "Attack." Today, I'm going to get that bastard out of the 'grave' and make him pay for Deria's death!" ”

As soon as the words fell, countless red points of light lit up in the darkness around the armor mage, as if a switch had suddenly been turned on.

These red lights are full of bloodthirsty, furious, endless offensive desires and a desire to ruin them.

It's a pair of filthy creatures' eyes.

Half of the entire vast underground cavern was occupied by the eyes of these countless pairs of beasts, as if it was under a blood-red starry sky, which was terrifying.

But the strange thing is that all the filthy creatures waited quietly, and did not tear the armor mage in the middle of it to pieces.

"Rush, my loyal men!" The armor mage stretched out his metal finger and aimed it into the distance. About half a kilometer away, at the end of the underground cavern, among the tangled roots, there was a door to the interior of the Tree of Life.

Countless beasts that made people's hairs stand on end, and the roar of the cool air continued to sound. Those red points of light began to move continuously, adding, moving forward. The black tide composed of thousands of filthy creatures rushed forward with a momentum that drowned out a qiē.

And the armor mage, like a rock standing in the waves, stands still.

When the filthy beasts approached a distance of about two hundred meters, the metal gate, which was ten meters wide and five meters high, suddenly changed.

The metal structure made a rapid "clang" as it moved, and the smooth surface of the gate parted, protruding from four turntables made of Mithril.

Each turntable is set with six hexagonal gemstones the size of an adult's fist and of different colors.

Silver is the force field, dark green is strong acid, white is cold, black is dark erosion, purple is sound waves, and blue is lightning.

As the incoming beast tide got closer and closer, the gate began to tremble slightly, and there was a buzzing sound—this was the special sound of a large amount of magical energy gathering through the magic circle.

The Mithril Turntable began to spin, and then, six huge gems on it shot out various energy rays in turn from the massive enemies in front of them.

"The power of the Sun Elves is really amazing, this is clearly a magical version of the six-barreled Gatling cannon!" Gordon, who witnessed this scene in the dark, couldn't help but marvel in his heart. (To be continued!)