Mirmina's sudden words plunged the room into silence.
Everyone here was a high-ranking official of the Empire, and they knew who the figure that suddenly appeared in the room was, and who the "Old Deer" referred to.
The silence lasted for a few seconds, and the first to break the silence was Gwen. His reaction was much calmer than Mirmina had imagined. He just quietly looked at Mirmina's avatar and asked, "When did it happen?"
"… Just now, but he's very fast, you probably can't catch up with him." Mirmina coughed softly. Under the gaze of Gwen, the mortal emperor, the former god said with a strange expression, "He went in the direction of the Silver Empire. I tried to stop him, but I couldn't stop him …"
"That means he sensed the situation of the old believers." Gwen nodded gently. "How's the situation in the Silver Empire?"
Mirmina was a little surprised, probably not expecting Gwen to direct the conversation to this side. But she quickly reacted, nodded and said, "He sensed a large number of casualties in a short period of time and very intense emotional fluctuations. The situation in the South is not optimistic. But the battle is still going on, and the defense line still exists. That's all, he can only vaguely perceive the situation there. He can't say more details. "
Gwen touched his chin with one hand and said thoughtfully, "Is that so … The fact that the defense line still exists is the best news. The enemy's attack is fierce, but the biggest advantage is the sudden attack. As long as we can withstand the initial pressure, with the strength of the Silver Empire, we should be able to hold on …"
Seeing his reaction, Mirmina finally could not help but ask, "Aren't you worried at all? Amoun went straight to the South to help the mortals, I thought … "
"He's already gone, isn't he?" Gwen raised his head and glanced at Mirmina. "He might have even arrived. When you take the initiative, you gods always' descend 'very quickly."
Mirmina was momentarily at a loss for words. After a few seconds, she said, "… That's true."
"He should know what he's doing, and he should know what he can't do." Gawain shook his head gently. Ah Mo 'en's sudden action had surprised him, but now he had to stand on a higher level and make a decision, as well as … trust Ah Mo' en. "We all know the rules of the birth and operation of the gods, and we know that there are loopholes in the process that can be exploited, but the risk of exploiting these loopholes is very high, and no one dares to take the risk in peacetime. But now, the most important thing is to let the entire civilized world survive. I hope Amoun can clearly recognize the existence of this line, because if he can't … "
At that, Gwen could not help but pause. It was only after a few seconds that he sighed softly. "That would be a long calamity for the future Silver Elves and himself."
…
The distant border was burning in the flames of war. The roar of the destruction of the sentinel towers seemed to be able to cross the entire country and reverberate in the dense forests of the Silver Empire. News from the frontline had returned to the Elven Royal City through various channels. Some were true and some were false, but regardless of the truth, the content was equally terrible. In the face of such a sudden change, even the prideful ancient races could not help but feel uneasy.
It was under such circumstances that a massive flying device cut through the night like a flaming meteor from the distant north. Amidst the roar and the hum of magic resonance, it arrived at the Elven Royal City in the middle of the forest and plains. It landed on an open lake north of the royal court. The light it emitted could be seen throughout the city, but not many ordinary citizens could immediately identify the flying device. They ran to the streets in a daze, guessing and discussing what had suddenly landed in the royal court. Only a few knowledgeable Silver Elves who had come into contact with the Holy Temple felt great fear and uneasiness at the moment.
These elderly elves recognized it. It was a detached unit from the Stellar Temple, the Tranquil Garden.
Grand Secretary Valentin Jingu, who had stayed behind to guard the royal court, left the royal court immediately, leading a team of elite royal guards and a few military officers to the lakeside. He saw the chief astrologer, Velania, leading a group of civil officials to evacuate the heavily damaged Tranquil Garden. He immediately went up to her. "Master astrologer, what happened in the north? Our contact with the frontline has been completely cut off … Why did the Tranquil Garden detach from the Holy Temple? "
"The barrier has gone out of control, and the mutants are swarming out. The Stellar Temple is history now. The Empress has ordered the Holy Temple to plug the gap in the defensive line."
Velania said in a low voice. Her face was pale, her eyes were tired, and her mage robe was burned and torn in many places. Her once pretty face was stained with blood. These were the wounds she got when she took the initiative to eliminate the enemy's anti-air firepower on the ground as the Tranquil Garden retreated from the battlefield. But compared to the dangerous situation now, she did not care about her injuries at all.
The grand secretary's expression froze as his eyes widened in shock. Then, he heard a more detailed report from the frontline from Velania. From the loss of control of the Grand Wall, cutting off contact with the frontline, to the fall of the Stellar Temple on the horizon, and the arrival of the Tranquil Garden in the royal city through the flames of war. All the information finally became clear to him.
"You said Her Majesty stayed in the Hall of Command?!" Valentin's eyes widened in disbelief. He had never felt such a chilling sensation in his life. He raised his head and looked at the officials behind the Grand Astromancer who were heading to the resting area with the help of the Royal Guards. Among them, he did not see that familiar figure. "Grand Astromancer, do you know what this means?!"
"The Throne of Command has a separate escape system," Velania said calmly.
"But in that situation, the escape system could not save lives. Her Majesty would have fallen with the Holy Temple, and around the crash zone, the escape system would have covered the entire flight range of the enemy!" Valentin tried to lower his voice as he said urgently, "The entire barrier has fallen. Do you think —"
The Grand Secretary's anxious words were interrupted. The Grand Astromancer's expression was very calm. "Yes, I know."
"You know?" Valentin was a little stunned as he looked at the grand astrologer before him.
"Why do you think Her Majesty wants me to escort the civil officials back to the Royal Court?" Velania just looked at the grand astrologer quietly. After a moment, she nodded slightly. "Reorganize the army, Valentin. Let our reserve millennial warriors be armed, and let them cross the Homeward Bridge again. The Starry Holy Temple has fallen, but the Silver Elves must raise their heads."
She took a light breath, and in the light in her eyes, there seemed to be the light and flames that rose when the Starry Holy Temple fell on the horizon. And in a flash, the flames turned into the lush forest of the Silver Empire, and the ranger army that had regrouped.
"We have fallen for too many years, Valentin. Under the protection of the Starry Holy Temple and the nurturing of this forest, we have been gentle and elegant 'Long Ears' for thousands of years. Perhaps many have forgotten how the pioneers of the Silver Elves occupied the most fertile land on this continent when the kingdoms on this continent were still in the Dark Age of Desolation. We did not conquer this land by being good at singing, dancing, and gentlemanly."
Under the light of the night, Valentin Jingu listened to the grand astrologer's low voice. Slowly, his eyes, which had always been gentle for thousands of years, became as hard and cold as steel.
…
A cold light cut through the dusky smoke. The cold light was mixed with the powerful energy and impact of the thunder explosion. The next second, the gigantic mutant was neatly cut into three parts by the blade. The filthy flesh and blood, wrapped in black smoke, fell from the air and spread a bloody stain on the gorgeous floor tiles that were painted with many exquisite patterns and had a long history.
Helene held two swords in her hands as she spun in the air. Her clothes and blonde hair blossomed like a flower. But as soon as she landed on the ground, they instantly disappeared. She lightly exhaled as she casually flung away the remaining blood on the blade. She looked at the disgusting piece of flesh on the floor that had begun to decompose in the black smoke with disgust. After a few seconds, she couldn't help but mutter softly, "Luckily, I don't have to clean this floor anymore …"
"Your swordsmanship is still so good." The Silver Queen's voice came from the side. Belsetia was holding a long staff in one hand and a blood-stained sword in the other. She looked at the maidservant who had grown up with her with a smile on her face. "You are indeed the result of practicing with the royal guards every day."
"You flatter me. Ah, the floor here is dirty. You'd better not go any further." Helene turned around and said. Then she suddenly frowned. "Or I'd better clean this place up. There's blood and oil everywhere."
Belsetia glanced at Helene and could not help but laugh. "What time is it? Do we still have to be so particular about this?"
"… Well, if you say so, then don't be particular about it." Helene shook her head. She looked around vigilantly at the sloping ground and the pervading smoke. "Those monsters have already infiltrated here. They climb so fast, and they are so accurate. Do they have special forces?"
"No, these monsters should be stragglers who were separated from the main force during the impact." Belsetia shook her head. "Have you noticed? They are just wandering around, relying on their instincts to attack. Occasionally, they act in groups, but they don't know how to cover and cooperate at all. They are just like the most ordinary monsters. They are completely different from the opponents that the frontline soldiers encountered who knew how to fight in groups and basic tactics. "
As she spoke, she looked up ahead. She saw the sloping ground and the collapsed temple building in the distance. The once-magnificent core of the temple had collapsed in the impact, becoming a desolate wreckage on this artificial land. Between the broken walls and fallen pillars, bright electric arcs could be seen piercing the air from time to time, creating flashes and explosions in the smoke.
On the ground, a huge and intertwined network of cracks spread all the way from under her feet to the end of her sight. The entire Stellaris Temple had been split into several larger wreckage structures during the crash. Even in the central area, which was barely intact, the wide cracks could be seen everywhere, making it dangerous to walk.
As for the ancient systems in the depths of the Stellaris Temple, they had all lost their response at the moment of the crash. This ancient fortress, which had served the Silver Elves for tens of thousands of years, had finally come to an end today.
"The energy shock caused by the crash of the temple may have destroyed the command system between the monsters. They obviously do not have the ability to think. The reason why they can show a certain degree of discipline and even combat wisdom is that they are relying on intelligent individuals to command from the rear," Belsetia said to Irene as she looked around. "The monsters that crawled up from the ruins have lost the ability to sense the 'command signal' from the rear. This is very important information. This means that the connection between them can be broken by a powerful magic pulse."
"Yes, we should bring this important information out. When communication with our allies on other fronts is restored, we will have a way to break down the organization of those monsters," Maid Irene said calmly. "Don't worry, I will always be by your side until you get out of this dangerous situation."
Belsetia stopped and looked at her personal maidservant who was always by her side. She suddenly smiled. "Don't you think we will die here?"
"I don't think so." Irene shook her head. "You are the Silver Queen. This filthy land is not worthy of your life."
"Ha, although it's useless, it sounds good." Bersetia laughed. A strange buzzing sound suddenly came from behind her. She turned back to look at the direction of the sound. What she saw was the collapsed command hall and the still intact throne standing in the middle of the hall. The throne that had lost its function was now standing alone in the ruins, and the escape shield that protected the throne area had been completely shut down with the depletion of energy. "The escape system's energy has run out."
"It helped us offset the impact of the crash and the secondary damage when the hall collapsed. For such an ancient system, it has done its best."
"Yes … Done its best …"
Belsetia said softly to herself and then shook her head.
She did not lie to her subordinates. The throne did have an escape system. As the control center of the Stellaris Temple, it certainly had this function.
But the moment before the temple crashed, she did not activate the launch program of the escape system. Instead, she chose to stay in the hall and continue to control the direction of the temple while activating the escape system's protective function.
The reason was simple — the flight range of the escape system had a limit, and the area where the Stellaris Temple crashed had completely fallen into the tide of the mutant army.
Even if the temple could kill a large number of enemies when it crashed, there was no way to wipe out all the monsters in the direction of the wasteland and the depths of the forest barrier. Ejecting to escape would only make her fall into the depths of the battle zone where the enemy was more concentrated, or even directly into the enemy's base camp.
After weighing the pros and cons, Belsetia chose to stay here. At least here, she could continue to control her own destiny.
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