880 Different People (1/2)
The half mountain full of cracks was squeezed by rocks and mud, and almost none of the circuits and symbols on it were complete. The buildings were also broken except for those that were constructed later on.
A dozen sorcerers lived inside the city that seemed to have completely been destroyed. They were so few that they did not bring any liveliness to the place, which was still as quiet and grim as a graveyard.
”Allyn…” Floating in the middle of the mountain, Douglas called it using the Sylvanasian tongue. Even though he had seen it once, he still felt the insuppressible shock, excitement, and eagerness.
He flew to the ground of Allyn. Under the direction of a few respectful sorcerers, he walked to the central magic tower, where only one third of the building still stood now. Through the long pathway, he went deep into the City in the Sky, where the cores of all mysteries and the power source of the flight lay. Of course, they were all too seriously destroyed to show what they looked like at the beginning.
”My research has begun.”
Douglas said to himself when he went to the underground world. One of the important reasons why he came to Holm instead of Aalto was the floating city that he always dreamed about.
The questions that haunted him for years both when he was awake and in his dreams would be best answered here.
Stepping on the gray stone stairs, he went down slowly, and his back disappeared into the darkness at the entrance. Everything fell silent again.
......
The night before the dawn was particularly dark. There did not seem to be any light.
Kritonia sat in the hall of his villa with the longsword flashing on his legs.
After being treated by Francois, he had already got rid of the lingering curse and recovered his body. However, his blood power was so weak that even the common knights could see it. It would take some time before he returned to his peak state.
”Kritonia, isn't the Liege of Death old?” A wind passed by, and a mocking voice echoed.
The invisible wind landed and gathered into a tall, slim man. His hair, his skin, and every line on his body gave the feeling of the blowing wind. Both his hair and his pupils were in weird transparency.
”Raymond, he is old, but do you dare to fight him again?” Kritonia replied casually.
The legendary knight was ”Ceaseless Wind” Raymond, the grand duke of the Duchy of Calais, which used to be part of the Asso Empire. Therefore, he had the deepest reverence for the Liege of Death. When he was told that the Heart of Time, who hadn't been close to him, was heavily wounded by the sorcerer, he mocked him on purpose.
”Hehe.” Raymond sat on the couch. ”Francois asked us to take action and teach the hiding rats a lesson that they will never forget.”
He came under the instruction of the Graceful Angel. The other few legendary knights were on their way over too.
”He did not ask you to take action; he asked you to work for me.” Kritonia raised his head proudly while a vague disdain appeared on his young face. ”I am the one most favored by the Lord and the strongest knight on this side of the straight other than the king. That's why the Lord adores me and the Church trusts and lets me command you.”
”Are we not favored by the Lord?” Raymond said back. He knew that Kritonia was arrogant, but he never knew that the guy could be so unfriendly.
”This is the Graceful Angel's order. You have no choice except to obey!” Kritonia was completely on the Church's side, treating the other legendary knights as his subordinates.
Raymond always considered himself a knight of manners, but he still said angrily, ”Who do you think we are? Puppies under your command?”
”Not puppies, but lambs of the Lord. We, the servants, will rein you however we see fit,” Kritonia responded as arrogantly as before.
”Good, very good! Don't forget that you are a noble knight too!” Enraged, Raymond almost wanted to kill the jackass.
Kritonia scorned at him. ”I can become a divine knight at any moment.”
”You!” Raymond decided to defend his dignity and honor with battle.
At this moment, the gate was opened again, and a cluster of darkness that seemed to contain infinite disasters surged in.
”Hehe.” Raymond held back the urge to fight again.
......
Inside the Radiance Church where the transmission circle was deployed…
Francois had been staying in the place to get the messages from Lance as soon as possible. He was also ready to return to the Holy City.
”They will definitely hide after they kill Alfonsol and heavily wound Kritonia. Therefore, as long as we don't mess up, the situation will be steady for the time being,” Francois said to Kanunell, the red robe who took over the Inquisition recently.
Kanunell lowered his head and said respectfully, ”Yes, your prediction is very accurate. I just received the intelligence from someone important. The order from the Liege of Death to the Union of Sorcerers, the Tower of Destroyers, the Supreme Soul, and the other magic organizations is to lie low until the counterattack of the Church is over.”
”Very good.” Francois nodded his head and kept looking at the transmission circle where holy light was surging out.
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Amid a tall magic tower was the black fog where transparent, hideous faces were emerging. The magic tower was pitch black like a tombstone. There was only shimmering light on the top floor.