Chapter 1402： The dark clouds disperse

It was a spectacular and weird and terrifying scene. It was a scene that would be classified as a taboo chapter because of its impact in any myth, epic and disaster story. It bloomed over the Tarash Plain, with at least hundreds of thousands of people. I witnessed this trembling scene with my own eyes. An out-of-control and deformed god, a monster made up of a large number of amorphous flesh and countless twisted limbs, rushed into reality through a blasphemous and evil rift. The world, however, only half of the body rushed out.

His body seemed to be cut off by some terrifying force. It seemed that the existence that was blocking behind him took advantage of his full struggle and issued a fatal blow. The half-cut "divine body" played an inertial role. Flew out of the fissure, and rushed to the southeast of the Deep Blue Well like a falling meteor, and sprinkled tons of filthy flesh and a large number of fragments of unknown composition along the way. Accompanied by the shock of the shaking of the mountain, he Eventually it fell on a wasteland north of the Tifeng frontline base, and continued to roll on the undulating ground, dragging out a terrifying trench that spread for several kilometers.

And from the time when this terrifying ancient **** flew out to his final fall, the fragments it threw left behind a "bloodstain" tens of kilometers long in the northern part of the Talash Plain, which stretched from the edge of the corpse of the creeping disaster. Go out, like a festering sore.

Several huge figures passed by the bottom of the clouds, Coretta boldly lowered her height, the sight of the earth reflected in her dark golden eyes, she saw the ravines on the earth, "reverse tide" splashing. The fragments that came down were like hot sulphur billowing thick smoke among the gullies, the rocks and soil were soaked in blood as if they encountered strong acid, and the flowing blood almost completely changed the terrain of these dozens of kilometers. Connected with the several kilometers long trench created after the fall of the **** corpse, forming a deep and deeper canyon.

But this terrifying process of destruction has ended. When the dragons approached for reconnaissance, the blood and wreckage had gradually cooled, and the process of corrosion and assimilation to the earth was quickly terminated. It seemed that this short and swift destruction was a counter-tide. The last reverberation left after the fall finally, Coretta saw at the end of the trench that one-third of the "divine corpse" was buried by a massive amount of soil and rock.

It was motionless, and apparently it had completely lost its vitality. The "blood" that was rapidly losing its strength and particularity formed a diffuse puddle around it. Those twisted limbs were immersed in its own blood. On the shockingly broken mouth on the main body of the corpse, it seemed that some grayish white light and shadow flashed away.

"...This is the Tarrond Expeditionary Force. We have reached the crash point of the'Back Tide'," Coretta opened the communication and said in a deep voice, "The target... ceases to move, and the energy response of its wreckage is quickly fading and is not detected. When it comes to the divine pollution, it is confirmed that it has died, at least...the half that entered the material world has died."

"This is the Alliance Command Headquarters. Thank you for your hard work," Gao Wen said from the communicator. "Continue to stay vigilant and don't rashly come into close contact with the target. Set up an alert on the spot in the crash area and wait for the Theocracy Council experts. intervention."

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After the communication was hung up, Gawain still looked at the direction of the previous fall of the "back tide" from a distance. Although he had witnessed everything happening with his own eyes, there was still a strong sense of unreality at this time and the development of the situation. It was completely beyond his expectation. There was no such one in all the plans. This made Gao Wen, who was used to preparing for everything, very uncomfortable, but one thing was already a solid fact. The terrorist crisis finally created by the Sentinels has been eliminated. NS.

As for who gave the deadly blow to the tide at the last moment, Gawain certainly has the answer in his mind.

He breathed out softly and turned to look at Kohaku: "It looks like Ms. Ye..."

Halfway through what he said, he stopped abruptly: he was empty beside him, and Amber was not seen at all.

But Gao Wen is 100% sure that Amber was standing there just now, standing side by side with him! And even if she has an extraordinary talent for shadows, she has never suddenly disappeared from her perception like this. When did she leave? !

Gao Wen felt something was wrong for no reason, but when he was about to call someone, Amber's breath suddenly appeared. Her voice came from the other side of Gao Wen, with the usual bluffing scream: " Mom...what was it just now? Could it be that the "adverse tide" drilled too hard and broke himself alive? How could it be done?"

Gawain looked back abruptly and saw that Amber was standing there, staring and screaming while looking out the window. It seemed natural as if he had been standing there from the beginning.

"Hey? What are you looking at me?" Of course, Amber noticed the look in Gawain's eyes for the first time, and suddenly jumped back for a while, "I didn't make a mistake just now, I just sighed and you looked Isn’t it surprising that God suddenly died so fragmented?"

"It's not the problem," Gawain frowned. He was sure that the aura of Amber disappeared for a moment, but at this time the other party appeared in front of him again, and the aura and words and deeds on his body were normal, which made He cared more and more, "You've been standing here just now? Didn't you leave suddenly?"

"Me? Suddenly left? Are you too tense to cause fragmentation?" Amber suddenly stared, "Of course I have been standing here, and just now I was listening to you discussing with the other two how to fight against the tide. Well, then that thing came out of the crack and died all the way, I will stand in front of the window with you and watch...Don't scare me, I'm easily scared, let me tell you..."

Hearing this, even Gao Wen began to wonder if he had hallucinations just now. Amber’s description was completely correct, and her expression was obviously not false, but the strangeness at that moment still left deep in Gao Wen’s heart. Deeply puzzled, but just when he wanted to verify something more, the voice suddenly heard from the communicator interrupted him: "This is the'high tower', and the blocking wall modulation rate is completed simultaneously."

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The roar of the chaotic monsters is endless like a nightmare. The magical energy in the air burns the nerves and thinking of the wizards. The rune nodes controlled by the warriors have overheated in a large area. Marianne is holding her officer's sword tightly. , This long sword, which in most cases is only equivalent to an ornament, is already stained with blood. In order to defend this fortress, she and her soldiers have had to expand with the deformed body that broke through the blockade six times in a row. fight.

The young female knight holding a long sword in both hands, standing behind the protective wall of the observation deck and looking at the defense line, the waves of pain and dizziness caused by excessive fatigue test her will. All of his attention is on the battlefield in front of him, trying to keep himself from thinking about things that are out of his turn to worry about.

Living doomsday-like creeping disasters, mysterious steel battleships that descended on the battlefield, nightmare-like ancient gods... These things far beyond the power of mortals come and go on this battlefield, and the fate of the entire world seems to be Being placed on top of the blade, it has struggled to maintain in the battle of forces that destroys the sky and destroys the earth.

And she, a little Typhon nobleman, a grass-roots officer who had just stepped on the battlefield, and a knight were just the smallest splash in the waves.

Millions of mortal soldiers, everyone is such a small splash, the power of destroying the world has the same power to fight against it, and mortals also have their own battlefields. When the sky and the stars The fire was overflowing, and the waves on the earth never stopped. Countless people like Mariano and her soldiers fought, wounded, or died on this land.

The empire needs each of her people to perform their own responsibilities. Civilization also needs each of her individuals to move forward.

The rumbling tremor once again spread from afar, and Marianu clenched the long sword in her hand again. She didn't know if this temporary fortress could withstand the next round of shock, just like she didn't know herself. Is there a chance to return to her hometown and tell Dana and Carrie about her experience on the battlefield, but she knows that as long as everyone stays here to the end, then someone can go back alive and tell people about what happened here? everything.

But in the next second, an invisible force that suddenly swept across the entire plain interrupted Marianne’s actions. Like a gust of wind, this force suddenly blew away the environment that was entrenched in everyone and caused by abnormal magic. Suddenly, Mariannu felt the chaotic magic power around him suddenly had order, and felt the monstrous malice and hostility pervading the Plain of Talash dissipate like ice and snow.

She heard shouts coming from not far away, and when she followed her reputation, she saw the soldiers in front of the defense line cheering, and she looked further away, and she saw the unceasingly surging deformities on the scorched and scorched ground. Suddenly, smoke and dust appeared on the monsters, just like the souls shining by the scorching sun. These monsters, which have been entrenched in this wasteland for seven centuries, began to dissipate out of thin air, and the power that had supported their existence for a long time was disintegrated. The boundary between the virtual and the real is quickly returning to its original place. These twisted things that linger on the boundary between the nightmare and reality disappear in pieces in the wasteland. Even the synthetic beasts cultivated by the dark priests are also one after another. One place fell to death.

Obviously, although the synthetic beasts themselves are not deformed, their activities are also highly dependent on the environmental support in the wasteland.

Marianne blinked. She hadn't figured out what was going on for a while, but she soon heard the cold and calm voice of General Andesa Wendell coming from the communication crystal on her waist: "Block The wall has been closed, and all troops remain alert and stand by, waiting for further instructions."

The blocking wall is closed.

Marianne raised her head subconsciously, and in the next second, she saw a magnificent view that she would remember for a lifetime.

One after another brilliant beams of light rose on the dark plain, and spread to the distance on the dim ground. Then, the beam of light pierced the clouds, and a huge, shock wave-like energy suddenly burst over the deep blue well. Diffusion, this force increased rapidly, and the filthy and heavy cloud layer above the Tarashi Plain was broken through a crack, and then the crack expanded rapidly, eventually dispelling the entire cloud layer.

The polluting high-energy clouds retreated, exposing the clear and bright sky behind them. The huge sun has gradually sinking to the west, and golden brilliance is showering on this devastated land. Under the sun, the final distortion is like a phantom. As it dissipated, the smoke and dust on the earth were smudged into a golden red in the sun. All the blood, corpses, swords, fortresses, lucky and victors, and the ancient deep blue well were equally bathed in the sun. .

Marianu seemed to be fascinated. She raised her head in a daze, looking up at the sky that she had thought she had no chance to see again in the sunset, and then she saw something else appearing in her vision. middle.

It was a series of "shooting stars" that flew from extremely high places, burning brightly and falling in the atmosphere, and countless fragments were engulfed in flames and dense smoke, looking like a rain of fire.

Under the golden red sunset, this burning fire rain fell in all directions in the sky. Most of it seemed to have been ablated by half of the flight, but there was still a large amount of remaining material falling towards the sky during the continuous burning. Everywhere in the wasteland, and with the passage of time, these falling objects across the sky became denser and peaked within a few minutes.

Throughout the Tarash Plain, millions of pairs of eyes have seen this spectacular scene.

In the eastern part of the Tarrash Plain, Andesa Wendell retracted her gaze to the sky. She looked at the communication crystal beside her. Above this sophisticated and expensive magic device, there was Rosetta Ogu. Stu's magic projection.

Through the crystal, Rosetta Augustus in Aldernan can understand everything that happened on this battlefield.

"Did you see those falling objects?" Andesa asked respectfully, "They...like falling from outside the atmosphere."

"Can you judge the approximate direction and range of the fall?"

"There are in all directions, and the scale is huge. I am afraid that the entire wasteland is within its coverage."

"...What's happening with the ally?"

"Just now I saw many dragoons in Cecil's direction, chasing those'meteorites' to the north. The situation on Ogure's side is not clear," Andesa looked serious, "there are also giant eagle riders on the southern line. The elven'flying boat' lifted off."

Having said that, she paused, and added: "I also sent some griffon riders and scout mages."

"Very good," Rosetta nodded lightly, "Track the'meteorites' that fell to the east, but don't touch them rashly after finding the point of the fall, mark and monitor them, and wait... Cecil gave it away. Suggestion."

Andesa lowered her head to lead her command, and then she couldn't help but asked: "Your Majesty, are those'meteorites' just..."

"It's a sentry," Rosetta said with a calm expression. "It's a sentry destroyed by Gawain Cecil."

Andesa took a breath, which was an expected answer, but it was still moving.

The communication is hung up.

The wind with the smell of gunpowder blew from a distance, and there was still a lot of blood in the middle.

The young General Wolf raised his head, and the falling "meteor showers" in the sky had gradually become scarce, and under the clear sky, the Tarash Plain was sinking into a strange...calm.

There are still many problems waiting to be solved. The fallen sentinel remains, the "reverse tide" corpse still lying on the ground, a certain **** hidden behind the scenes, the economic recovery and order reorganization of countries after the war... Just think about it, Ender Shah feels headaches for smart people who need to use their brains.

But at least at this moment, the world has survived again and can take a breath.