Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 759 The Gamble in Hormel City
"The A3 area has been overhauled, and the flight array has been severely damaged!"

"The C7 area has been overhauled, and the magic power transmission array has been seriously damaged!"

"Level [-] alert, Yev can deploy the protective force field—"

From all over the city in the sky, which is slowly descending from a high altitude, there are constant reports from overhaulers.The eyes of a magic doll flashed alternately in red, blue and yellow, and the wheels of the chassis turned fast, running on the spacious and empty road.

And at the height of this city in the sky, on a platform like a circular tray, the masters of the city of Hormel gathered the right to speak.

"How long will it take us to complete the restoration of Hormel City?"

The voice of the middle-aged man in a robe has a cold metallic voice, and his raised right hand also has a metallic color.

"According to the current damage situation..."

A middle-aged man who looked quite energetic raised his hand and reported: "Fisebor's counterattack is beyond our ability to bear. There are a total of 670 gaps in the city, and there is no possibility of repairing it before it falls... …we are ready to fall."

As soon as his words came out, the crowd immediately exploded.

"Did we still have enough power to lift off after falling?"

"Don't talk about liftoff, can we still survive a fall?"

The middle-aged man with metal arms frowned, and then his eyes fell on a man standing in the back row:
"Christian, report the stock situation."

Christian, who was named, looked distressed, hesitated for a moment, and said, "We... have no materials to repair."

"It's gone?" The middle-aged man's voice suddenly raised, causing echoes in the space, "How can our inventory..."

"Oxium metal, Corelova rough stone..." Christian reported a long list of material names, "The heavy damage from the God of Armies encountered in the last era of civilization recorded in history exhausted Hormel The last stock of the city, and the above materials have been extinct with the replacement of the era."

"Although scholars are also working hard to find substitutes for materials, there has been no result..."

Christian's words caused a commotion in the crowd at first, but in the end, no one spoke anymore.

"This kind of ending has been predicted in the No.70 three meetings before this departure." Christian's voice was still steady, and then he closed the thick book in his hand.

"Therefore, everyone, it is very regrettable that the city of Hormel will not be able to be repaired after this severe damage... The city of Hormel, which has flown for seven epochs of civilization, will fall here."

Lost emotions spread in the crowd, and they all showed slumped expressions on their faces. They couldn't believe that this attack had become the swan song of Hormel City.

"Humans... the creatures after the gods, are they still unable to obtain the right to live forever?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and muttered in a low voice.

However, the moment he raised his head, he saw a golden halo spreading from the end of his sight, and then quickly dyed most of the sky in brilliant gold.

"That piece of gold... shouldn't have anything to do with Fisebol!"

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his voice, causing everyone's attention to focus on the beginning of the golden color, and someone immediately responded loudly: "According to records, there is no defilement of any gods related to the hue of gold. Fisebol's The color of the filth is gray and blue-black, and it cannot be the source of this piece of gold."

In the crowd, a tall and thin man wearing a cloak and a hood suddenly took off his hood, revealing his beautiful long golden hair and long pointed ears, obviously an elf.

"That's the power of nature, the purest power of nature—" he almost screamed, "by Nora, that's the self-giving of a devout believer in nature!"

"The power of nature? At this time?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, "Isn't that equivalent to death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a rumbling roar sounded from the east of Hormel City, where Fisebor was hiding.

The already dark sky over there became even more frightening at this moment. The original pure darkness seemed to turn into a bottomless abyss, swallowing large tracts of magical elements into it.

And this abyss is expanding forward at an extremely exaggerated speed, and it has expanded to the top of Hormel City in the blink of an eye.

"The highest level of alert, Klein's defense position is launched!"

The city of Hormel trembled, and under the command, a total of seven layers of magic shields were deployed above the city of Hormel. The seven layers of shields had just been formed, and they were crazily moved by the terrifying suction from above. Pulling, it seemed that the entire shield, even the city, would be directly sucked up by the terrifying suction.

But people's concern is no longer on the abyss, but on the precarious golden light under the abyss.

They seem to be able to see a figure burning in it. That figure exudes majestic natural power, but it is undoubtedly the most attractive bait for that abyss.

A huge and distorted human face gradually condensed in that abyss. He opened his huge mouth, trying to swallow all the golden light below in one gulp.But the golden light once again began to bloom vigorously, turning into a scorching flame that ignited half of the sky, and tried its best to resist the huge mouth that tried to swallow it.

But under his fierce resistance, the huge mouth actually stagnated in mid-air, stalemate with the golden color.

"This golden...can you win?"

The answer is obvious, even though it couldn't be swallowed in one gulp, the surrounding shadows have already surrounded it, constantly compressing its range, and it will be swallowed by the giant mouth in just a few minutes.

"But why?"

Christian's sudden words woke up all the senior officials of Hormel City who were immersed in this scene.

"Why does it try to fight against Fisebor in this way? If it wants to defeat Fisebor, then it should explode its power at the core of Fisebor. Ignite itself like this, at most destroy A black forest, to Nora's filth, even ten black forests are nothing."

"So, why did it use such a stupid method to provoke Fisebol?"

"Or, it didn't intend to defeat Fisebol at all, but simply wanted to attract Fisebol's attention?"

Christian's words were like enlightenment, and everyone woke up. The middle-aged man raised his volume and shouted: "Magic test, search for the east of the city of Hormel, approaching Fesebor Moving target!"

Less than 3 minutes after his order was handed down, someone gave the result:
"Indeed, as Christian guessed, something is approaching Fesebor at an extremely fast speed that cannot be traced..."

"So this golden light, the self-burning of the believer in nature, just to attract attention to that 'thing'?!"

"How dare he, the natural disaster-level explosion is only used as a bait? Even if he can successfully approach Fisebol, is there a way to defeat Fisebol?"

Seeing that the crowd was about to start an uproar again, the middle-aged man raised his voice again, shocking everyone: "Quiet!"

He glared at the people around him until they all calmed down before continuing:
"This is the struggle of the noble people of modern civilization. We are not qualified to judge... Instead of talking nonsense here, we should think about what to do."

How to do.

This is indeed the biggest problem facing Hormel City today.

Their fall is already irreparable, and now they can't even maintain the flight, and they still have to bear the damage of the next fall...

Just when everyone was hesitating, Christian's voice sounded again:
"Hesitating is also a waste of time. All our methods have already been verified by history, so why not take a gamble now."

"Gambling? Christian, what do you mean?"

"My idea is very simple." Christian let out a chuckle, "In the era of civilization, the natural disaster level is already a unique existence, and such a force is willing to burn itself to attract the guy who is running towards Fisebor." attention……"

"Then why can't we trust the creatures of modern civilization, like that natural disaster grade?"

"Like that natural disaster grade?"

"If the guy running towards Fisebol really has the means to annihilate Fisebol, then we will use ourselves as the bait, yes, just like the self-burning natural disaster grade, we will also come to attract Fisebol's attention!"

This crazy idea made everyone look at him incredulously, but Christian didn't have any stage fright, standing upright, with brown slightly curly middle hair hanging down naturally, and bright blue eyes like a sunny day .

"Let's take a gamble, everyone, we also fell in time, why don't we take this last gamble?"

"If Fisebol can really be wiped out here, even if the city of Hormel is broken, it will be worth it—"

"Just do as you say." The middle-aged man followed his words and said suddenly, "Just do as you say."

"Command." He raised his metallic arm and ordered loudly: "Give up the maintenance of flight power, give up the protective cover, and send the magic power of the entire city of Hormel to 'Min Korsius'."

Minkolsius - the being of the same name as the one used by the O'Santa Emma to try to penetrate Vischlingen, but it was only this Minkor that the Ossaemma used A poor imitation of Hughes.

The real Minkolsius, amidst the middle-aged man's order, slowly exposed the muzzle from the gap opened under the city—it was a cannon muzzle that looked as thick as a hill. In the mouth of the door cannon, magic power was already crazily accumulating, forming a bright and dazzling ball of light.

"Min Kersius charges 30.00% of his power, one calibration!"

"Min Kersius is charged at 50.00%, recalibration!"

The middle-aged man looked directly at the people around him, and the fear that was still on the latter's face at first has disappeared. They can even lightly touch their wine glasses and look at each other with smiles.

"This is a big gamble, everyone—may civilization prosper, may the era never come to an end, praise Hormel—"

"May civilization prosper, and may the era not come to an end, praise Hormel!" Everyone shouted, and amidst the shouts, the third report sounded:
"Min Kersius, charge [-]% and complete three calibrations!"

The middle-aged man crossed his arms and said firmly and decisively:
"Min Cortius, fire the cannon."

"boom------"

Time seemed to be stuck at this moment.

Apart from the roar from below the city, they couldn't hear any other sounds. Without the isolation of the magic shield, the eardrums of the vulnerable were directly shattered, and they even fainted on the ground.

An exaggerated beam of light burst out from the thick hill-like muzzle, and its width almost spanned half the sky. The tyrannical magic power tore the surrounding space into pieces, leaving space holes that devoured everything one after another.

This beam of light blasted straight towards the deep forest in the east where they had already attacked once, and dyed everything it passed in a chaotic, silvery white color.

The pitch black was torn apart, and the pitch black that belonged to Fisebol was shattered under this silvery white.The black forest was quickly coated with a layer of silver and white, like the snow forest after falling snow, falling into a kind of tranquil beauty.

And the deepest part of the Black Forest.

The existence hit by the end of the beam of light, the source of all the darkness, the rotten giant tree hidden in the cloud, under the baptism of this silver-white beam of light, uttered a mournful cry for the first time.

The withered tree shook violently, and then, the beam of light that was maintaining its bombardment momentum suddenly stopped moving—those silvery white particles that were swimming stopped in mid-air, losing all the energy from Min Kexiu. s motivation.

"Absolute Eternity——" The middle-aged man has been paying attention to the movement of this beam of light, showing a look of disappointment at the moment of its stagnation, but this has been expected by them.

As Christian said, all their methods are futile in front of Fisebol, which they have long known.

"Absolute eternity", Fisebol's own domain, it is wishful thinking to want to severely damage Fisebol in such a domain.

But they had no intention of relying on Min Cortius to kill Fisebol, what they wanted was to make Fisebol angry, and then attract his attention——

Just like that burning gold.

"Here we come," he whispered.

"Here we come." Everyone echoed.

They raised their heads, and the dark clouds in the sky twisted violently, like an upside-down sea, and then countless tentacles protruded from it, frantically scooping up scattered magic power in the air and swallowing it into it.The giant face that had swallowed all the gold in it before reappeared at this time, and the huge mouth slowly opened, and the terrifying suction even sucked the already falling city of Hormel to a higher place——

And this moment.

The young half-elf stood where he was, looking at the silver beam of light above his head, and the city of Hormel that was sucked to a higher place behind him.

He clenched his fists.

Palm, holding the seed.

(End of this chapter)