Chapter 637： Glued

This is indeed a major news.

Gao Wen sat quietly there, and there was not much mood swing on the quiet face, but apparently he was thinking about it, while Victoria standing next to him subconsciously sought confirmation from Amber: "Welcome is crowned? Is the news reliable?"

"The news is reliable - our intelligence personnel in St. Sunil City have been operating, they are much more reliable than your Royal Shadow Guard in this regard," Amber looked at Victoria. "The details are still unclear. However, it can be confirmed that the new king has temporarily stabilized the situation of Wangdu. At present, all the Knights and Corps of St. Sunil have already pledge allegiance to the king. The Baiyinbao also announced the news that the reinforcements are about to arrive, which makes the residents of the city also preliminary. Settle down. All in all, the situation on the king's side is getting better - although it is only temporary."

Gao Wen nodded as he listened, then looked at Victoria: "You said that you know Wales, then you expected this step?"

"This..." Victoria slightly hesitated and shook his head slowly. "This is beyond my expectations."

"Actually, I guessed a little," Gao Wen sighed softly. "St. Sunil is a quagmire. You and I know the rules of the nobles. Even if the news of the reinforcements is sent to the city, they will still With all sorts of hearts - in order to control the situation, there are not many ways to choose between Wales and Berdwin."

"Is it……"

Victoria whispered that the face that seemed to be covered with a layer of frost forever hides all her inner thoughts. No one knows what the ice-and-blood man thinks at the moment, but everyone is clear about one thing, the crowning king at this moment. It has already been placed on the cusp of the wind, and the system of the Duke of Regency, which has lasted for a century in Ansu, has come to an end with this coronation.

Gao Wen didn't talk any more, just closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes, but deep down, he remembered in his mind that before the start of the magnificent wall project last year, the deputy head of the Royal Knights, Cohen? Lauren’s visit.

......

The coronation of the new king stabilized the deflated line of defense of the king, and stabilized the order of the city that was almost to collapse, but the inspiration of the human heart could not change the hardships of the war. In this battle to decide the life and death, the line of defense only It can worsen day by day, and this is a trend that cannot be changed.

The number of monsters is huge, as if there are endless, the soldiers in the city are decreasing every day; the monsters are tireless, not afraid of death, but the will of the people will continue to be consumed; the monsters are not worried about supplies, do not care about any loss, but Saint Souni All of the city’s supplies are limited, and its shields and walls are not the palaces of the legendary **** of war, and can stand forever in wars.

On the fourth day, the cluster giant's offensive suddenly increased. A monster army wandering from the southeastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain was attracted by the front line and began to impact the eastern wall of St. Sunil. This unexpected impact almost rushed to the east wall. The defense on the barriers, after a **** battle, the Knights and the royal family finally repelled the enemy's attack, but at the cost of thousands of people directly killed in a battle.

The body that was lifted from the wall was not sent to the inner city, but was directly burned at the foot of the outer city wall. The strong smoke and pungent smell lingered in the outer city for a whole day, even overshadowing the "Squid Street". The famous taste that does not scatter all the year round.

In the inner city near a walled house, a tall, thin, headscarf man pushed the door into the house. He took off his coat and hung it on the hook on the wall, and raised his eyelids to look at the table nearby. The companion behind: "The reserve team has been sent to the city wall. It is said that the shield is becoming more and more unstable. The attack of those monsters often penetrates the shield and falls on the wall."

The tall and thin man's companion is a middle-aged man with yellow face, thick hands and feet, and messy hair. He is now playing with the machine placed on the table while scratching his hair. After hearing the words of the tall and thin man, this middle age The talent looked up: "The Amber Director sent an intelligence message. They are already close to the estuary near the valley cloister and fight with the monsters there."

"...there is a better news than anything else," the tall, thin man sighed softly. "This is a really difficult time."

The middle-aged man with his hands and feet agreed to nod, but before he spoke, a sacred, fanatical sigh that suddenly spread from the street interrupted their conversation.

The tall and thin man quickly approached the nearby window panel and his eyes were attached to the gap in the window panel. He saw a group of knights wearing white armor and white robes striding towards the wall. The knights did not wear helmets. A person's face is pierced with sacred sentences and symbolic runes. The visible glory of the naked eye shrouds the tops and shoulders of these knights. They have some kind of fanatical expression on their faces, as if they were not going to the next life. The battlefield, but to go to the eternal life of the kingdom of God.

The tall and thin man left the window and said to his companion: "It is the knight of the holy army... the face is tattooed."

"The Pope's inner guards...now even the reserve team of the Holy Light Church is on," said the middle-aged man with his hands and feet. "It seems that their days are not good."

......

St. Light's Cathedral, a tall tower, Veronica stood in front of the window, watching the devout Light Knights rushing to the battlefield under the leadership of two fighting bishops, sighing slightly.

In her vision, the devout fanatics of the Holy Light and the two bishops who led them to the city walls were burning torches of sacred light. Although holy and bright, they are no longer human.

She left the window and looked back at another torch of light that stood beside her: "Sandy, go to the Great Hall."

The priestess named Sandy immediately said, "You still need to rest. You are too much loss in the last battle."

Veronica shook her head: "The moment of the battle for the Lord, a little tired is nothing."

In her vision, the torch of the Holy Light named "Sandi" immediately became brighter and issued a voice of approval: "You are right, let's go to the Great Hall."

In the Great Hall of Light, the light of the Holy Light shrouded, and the faint sound of holy ethereal echoed in the air.

Pope St. Ivan III left his holy seat at this moment. This powerful sacred lightman holds the platinum scepter who symbolizes the spokesperson of the gods. The extremely old body, though awkward, still stands unwaveringly. In the center of the hall, the light from the sky shrouded the top of the head, condensing the illusion of a threshold, and around the pope, the archbishops who were eligible to enter the Great Hall of Light were surrounded by him.

The bishops are holding a special prayer ceremony. They are hung with their eyes lowered, and the heart is calling for the response of the Holy Light. There is no one in the audience, but there are layers of prayers that constantly reverberate. All prayers point to the threshold of the gathering above St. Ivan III. In this constant prayer, St. Ivan III closed her eyes slightly and made a look at the ears - he was in the chaos Listen carefully, carefully distinguish and accept the gods from the Holy Light.

After the first prayer ceremony, St. Ivan III opened her eyes and saw Veronica standing in front of herself.

The "Vrind of the Virgin" entered the Great Hall of Light at halfway through the ceremony, but did not interrupt the ceremony, but waited until now.

St. Ivan III spoke gently, and the voice had some wonderful resonance: "Veronica, the most devout child of the Lord, you are here."

Veronica bowed her head slightly and didn't look directly at the pope as usual: "Your Majesty, I will listen to God's will."

St. Ivan III gently decapitated, and the old face showed a complex expression of excitement and solemnity: "The power of sin is pressing hard, the holy soldiers are sacrificed a lot, and the suffering people are praying The blessing of the Holy Light, the Holy Light God can't bear to see it all go on, He ordered me to prepare for the coming, to resist the darkest moments."

After the talk, the old pope paused, with a trace of sorrow in his tone: "The mortal, after all, still need shelter and guidance..."

Veronica humbly bowed her head, and after two seconds of silence, she whispered: "... ah, it is."

St. Ivan III smiled and nodded with satisfaction: “In the process of the advent ceremony, the Daguangming Hall will be completely closed, and all the lower-level priests are not allowed to enter. Veronica, you are the most devout child of the Lord, and also communicate with the gods. And the bridge of mortals, you are responsible for guarding the gate until the crisis is lifted."

Veronica kept her head down, and said gently and courteously: "Yes, Your Majesty."

......

In the depths of the ocean, beyond the blockade of the storm and the chaos of magic, a large-scale facility is gradually taking shape on the "European continent" ruled by the Kraken.

It is located in the east of the stranded area of ​​the Siren City "Anta Weien". The wide and flat platform is facing the alloy wall of Antaweien. The Krakens built a large square on the platform. Large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of Krakens (which occupy a smaller mermaid form or a denser sea snake form), while in the middle of the square, construction machinery is combining a large number of alloy frames, machinery, and building materials into a number. A hundred meters high tower.

This tower has taken shape, it is like a few layers of large and small shells, the streamlined structure with a unique beauty from the deep sea, the sea-blue decorative lines are well-defined, the tower is divided into three sections The main structure, the base is thick and low, the tower is tall and straight, and the top layer is a large sphere suspended in the air - the sphere is filled with fluctuating water, as if it is a mixture of pure water, but Unbelievably keeping the shape without any signs of disintegration.

Deepwater technicians are busy around this tower, installing auxiliary equipment or debugging various systems that are already in place, while a woman wearing a sea-blue dress is temperamental and luxurious, and the women in the lower body are standing near the square. On a boulder, watching the tower under construction.

A woman with a trident's snaketail climbed the boulders and bent down in front of the Queen of the Siren: "The Queen's Majesty, the Elemental Tower is ready in twenty-four hours, and then only needs to wait for the Western Continent." Send accurate positioning signals."

"Good - everyone is working hard."

“This is our duty,” said the female officer. “But... building and activating the elemental leap tower is expensive, and we are equal to giving the reactor a chance to ignite.”

Anyway, I can't point it out - Petia wants to say this, but the Queen directly said that this seems inappropriate.

"The arcane energy extraction technique that Til sent back is enough to compensate for this loss," the Queen of the Siren said softly after a brief thought. "Not to mention that we may still be able to harvest a lot of extra energy."

"...Yes, we have connected the energy pipeline of the energy storage unit to this side, and the equipment for conversion, purification and extraction is also ready, but whether the new food mentioned by Tyre meets the standard remains to be verified. ”

"It doesn't matter, even if it can't be used to recharge the spacecraft, at least it can be eaten," Petya is very open--or, the Krakens have always been able to see, "Can make us more adapt to this The environment of the world is also good."

While talking, she once again turned her gaze into the distance and watched another group of deep-water technicians manipulating construction machinery to install various protective equipment around the square. She said without hesitation: "This time, in addition to paying attention to the dining order, Sisters should be careful and safe, after all... this time the biscuits are alive. The big squid that is occasionally active is not easy to deal with, and the small biscuits should be the same."

(Friendly recommendation of a friend's book, Xian Xia theme, knife and ploughing "Peace 仗 sword big river east to go", although this seedling is still very tender, but the book of the great **** author generally do not have to worry about the follow-up.)