The survey of observation points distributed in various places was observed at the same time that the gray area began to become active, and the gray branches in the center of the disaster area were growing and expanding at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Communications and reports from all over the country are growing exponentially, and unsettling news is constantly summarizing the society's headquarters, located in the end star of the oath mountain.

But only one-third of the observation points sent back information, and more outposts disappeared at the first time.

The trainee sorcerer in gray robe climbed the spire and stared at countless gray matter creatures in amazement. The strange silver-gray bugs surged out from the underworld, forming a gray wave.

"Roll the alarm—!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

The observers turned around and ran towards the crystal sphere in the middle of the tower, but the foundation of the tower swayed. In a groaning, a white branch broke out from the ground, splitting the base, causing the crystal sphere to fall, and fell into pieces in full view of everyone.

The last thing the warlock saw was the scene of the tower capsized and the gray waves swallowing everything.

The Mountain of Oaths-

A gray spire stands at the top of the peaks, and red lightning flashes across the sky. In the hall, the mage in blue and gray robes is constantly traveling - everyone has a serious face, as if facing the arrival of doomsday.

The crystal sphere above the hall is reflecting the scene of the disaster tree "Nian Lott" three hundred miles away. The towering disaster tree is still growing, climbing upwards, and a rotten dragon is flying around the branches of the giant tree.

"If this continues, it will go deeper into the center of the holy tree."

"Didn't the Silver Wind Watcher say they've found a way to deal with Ninimel?"

"The people of the Guild Alliance are simply unreliable."

"According to the Star Moon Council, if things reach an irreversible point..."

"Just start the final plan and burn... the holy tree Terraca."

The staff quickly walked out of the hall, opened the window, and released the split crows, watching these ravens with double pupils and divine nature fly into the lightning and pass through the slits of the space.

Until it disappears.

"Mr. Karandir..."

Karandil heard Fnie behind him whispering to himself. Looking back, half of the unicorn girl he saved had dispersed, and only a small number of people were still following him.

The elf girl looked at the sky with a pale face - the three disaster branches standing there.

The Parliament of Silver Wind Harbor declared that the Ash Branches will coexist with the ports, and they no longer cause any disasters and will become strong protectors of the people.

But after only a few hours, the disaster branches reactivate and begin to grow, and the shadows climb up the white branches, and they rise step by step until they reach the clouds.

The insects with membrane wings flew over the streets and alleys, making a buzzing sound, and the neighborhood not far away made a scream of horror, further creating an uneasy atmosphere.

A bug fell in front of Karandil, like a locust standing upright, tilting its head, and looking at the crowd with its golden compound eyes.

But before it could open its mouth, the sword light flashed, and the elf sword in Karandir's hand penetrated its throat and nailed it to the wall.

The yellow-green liquid overflowed from the wound and flowed down the blade. The insect struggled and screamed a few times, and then stopped moving.

"Mr. Karandil..." Furnie shivered with fear: "Can we control the disaster? In this way, there is no need for Yinfeng Harbor..."

Karandil shook his head: "No, the Council has deceived you, don't think about this, it's meaningless."

Fone shivered and wanted to say something, but the former Minister of Disaster Investigation had reached out to cover her eyes: "Don't look."

He raised his head and had already caught the targets of the insects, which covered the sky, the sun and the earth, flapping their wings and flying towards the direction of the port.

There was a third squadron returning from Ninimer, and the target of the bugs was the outermost "Bronze Crown".

The next moment, the sky burst into dazzling light, and an amazing death explosion occurred inside the "Bronze Crown". The elf girl under Karandir shook. Amid the deafening roar, the fourth-class battleship officially declared its death.

It broke in the air, and the burning boards fell off the hull, turning into a dazzling rain of fire and falling down.

The girls were so scared that they hurried together.

Silver Wind Harbor is over.

Karandil looked at this scene but thought of him. He frowned slightly, and couldn't help but worry in his heart that his assistant Miss and Alwood, who was far away in Ninimel.

He originally hoped that Ailin Tiexin could pass on the information to the upper class of the Elf Court, but now it seems that the autumn forest land itself is difficult to protect.

Is the Giant Tree Hill really helpless? Karandil thought of the human alchemist who left with Merriel and others. Now there are rumors about him outside.

But he shook his head, feeling a little whimsical. How could an alchemist from Korlin-Ishurien save the current situation?

Even though he is a Dragon Alchemist, even though there are rumors outside that he is confronting the Guild Alliance, the former alliance of the Son of Light, the ancient Knight, has appeared in the autumn forest.

Karandil found himself still having a glimmer of luck, which was not consistent with his usual rationality, but no one could face the doomsday of this continent calmly.

"Anyway," he thought, "the plan to find a boat to jump out now seems to be unworkable. Let's leave Silver Wind Port first, go out to hide, and send these innocent girls out first."

He looked at the port area that had become a sea of ​​fire. No matter what the ending of the giant tree hill would come, he would always watch it reach the last moment.

...

There was no sound in the Holy Land Square, and no one expected that the situation would evolve like this.

Officials and their guards of the Super Athletic League have been disarmed and guarded by the Elf Guard.

Luduk was the most conspicuous one among the crowd. He sat on the ground with a big belly and drooping head, of course he understood what would happen to him.

What made him most frightened was that the voice that responded to him at all times disappeared, the reward the person above promised him, the master who had always seduced him was gone.

No……

No, that shouldn't be the case.

Lu Duke's eyes were a little distracted. He insisted on resisting to the end, and even made up his mind to push the land into the abyss. Everything was because of the eternal life promised by the other party.

If you can escape the blame, then what does the fate of the giant tree hill have to do with him?

But the seductive voice pushed him into the abyss, but did not give him the promised wings. He watched himself fall into the darkness and understood in his heart-

I was fooled.

"I...I want to report," Luduk developed a sense of courage from somewhere, and the resentment in his heart pushed him to lose his mind. "Everyone... I am just a poor worm pushed to the front desk, a scapegoat, and the real mastermind behind it is them..."

But Heerxi didn't even look at him.

The dragon knight Avani of the Empire was also closely supervised, and the dragon knight who had taken a step before, FNC, Golden Night Blade and Night Walker's dragon knight were guarding the two.

A split crow flew out of the crack in the space and landed on Heerxi's hand. The young King of Nightingale opened the envelope and glanced at it, and his brows immediately frowned.

"The ash branches everywhere have entered a state of activation."

"Just as Ed said, the Council has begun the final step in the plan," Heersh raised his head and looked at his colleagues: "Then they will lose control of the grey branches, and the spreading grey disaster will completely destroy the entire Holy White Tree until everything is irreversible."

"This is the last notice from the ring of stars to us," he shook the letter in his hand. "The learning has given up its efforts and they have begun to withdraw their observation points everywhere. The Star and Moon Council will launch the final bill within the next seventy-two hours."

"We all know the result of that resolution. After all efforts are declared to be unsuccessful, the ultimate Star Shu will launch the Holy Tree Burning Plan."

"To prevent the disaster star from coming early."

Heerci looked at Gonzalez on the side with his melancholy blue eyes. The tall Knight Commander didn't seem to be worried about the result. He then spoke: "But the Commander of the Great Commander has brought us another possible solution."

He looked at the Dragon Knight of the Golden Night Blade, the Dragon Knight of the FNC, the Dragon Knight of the Nottingham Boat and the Night Walker, and the Ming and Avani.

"But the club did not give us such instructions. Heerxi and the Dragon Knight cannot be unmoved in the first world." Someone said in embarrassment.

"The club's instructions must be conveyed through the Silver Wind Watcher, but the Silver Wind Watcher is no longer reliable," said Heerxi. "What's more, communication between the two worlds has been restored, and the club can also pass the Super Sports League and directly give us instructions."

But they didn't.

All communication channels are silent.

All present were the prides of heaven among the summoners. No one was not smart. They had actually guessed the reason.

The silence of the club itself is a statement. Some people don’t want them to act, some people want them, but no one will speak easily at this moment.

Otherwise, what awaits them will be endless investigations.

But Heersh seized the opportunity, "I'm responsible for everything, Wyrm, Erickson, would you like to believe me?"

The Golden Night Blade and the Dragon Knight of Nottingham Nodded together, "Herxi, you are the commander of the Battle of the Turbidity. At that time, the alliance had not yet removed you from your post, and we are still on the battlefield."

Heershi nodded, his eyes falling on Avani and Ragnarok's Dragon Knight beside him, "Avani, do you want to stay here or be with us?"

Avani was a little surprised: "Can you still trust me?"

"The instructions given to you by the club have ended here," Helsey said. "Avani, next is your choice."

Avani hesitated for a moment, but shook his head: "Herxi, I'd better stay here, leave this place to me."

The Ragnarok's Dragon Knight made the same choice.

Ming Ze stood on their side without hesitation, although she had received news from Zukur and learned about Zuliana.

At this moment, I seemed a little depressed.

However, facing Heerxi's gaze, the queen of the composition still forced a smile and said that she had no problem.

Craftsman is certainly not a real dragon knight, but as the leader of combat craftsmen in the third competition area and the first-class below the ten kings, her combat power is only stronger than that of a real dragon knight.

Seeing everyone expressing their opinions, Gonzalez carried the great sword on his shoulders, and then said, "Let me say next. The resolution of the Star and Moon Parliament will take effect after 72 hours, but the plan to destroy the Ethernet pulse will begin to be implemented after 24 hours, and the rest will be evacuation time-"

"The destruction of the Ethernet vein is irreversible, but the Star and Moon Council must ensure that the Holy White Tree is burned before everything is irreversible, and this cannot be changed."

"Not surprisingly, Ed has entered the grey woods at this time, which is the only opportunity left for us; what you need to do is to delay the spread of the grey disaster on the continent as much as possible."

Gonzalez's eyes swept over everyone present one by one, looking a little serious, and he raised a finger:

"As long as the gray disaster has not spread to the core area of ​​the Holy White Tree, the Star and Moon Council will not implement the plan to destroy the Ethernet veins of the Giant Tree Hill in advance. Therefore, the time left for us is actually twenty-four hours."
To be continued...