Sword of Daybreaker

“…Tell the soldiers to withdraw from the terminal arsenal and directly abandon that section of the carriage,” Maryland thought for a while and immediately ordered, “How far are we from the 21st Heights?”

“General, there was news from Highland 21 that they were also hit by a blizzard. Anti-aircraft artillery may not be able to support us at such a distance.”

“I’m understood,” Maryland nodded, “Maintain the current speed and continue to move toward the shadow swamp-contact Longwind Fortress and let the War Citizen enter the third line.”

“Yes, General!”

Maryland nodded, frowned looking towards the sky above, in the light and shadow of the anti-aircraft guns and searchlights, he saw the Griffin Knight and battle mage of the Typhon people fighting with the flying machine and the Great Dragon. Each of those battle mages is surrounded by powerful magical brilliance, and at the same time appear and disappear unpredictably in the clouds. Some of them have broken through the firepower net of the air defense line, and reach the height that can directly attack the armored train. Formidable power Fireball and arcane missiles, which are comparable to small and medium magical artillery, are constantly falling from the air, bursting on the car body of the earthly python and iron scepter or beside the track.

This has exceeded the mana limit of any human being. Even the Legendary powerhouse should be exhausted in this kind of battle, right?

The only explanation is that the mana of these Typhon people is endless, and their source of power… is most likely this huge snowstorm.

At this moment, a violent shaking suddenly spread across the entire car body. The shaking was mixed with the harsh noise of emergency braking of all the power units of the train. The speed of the armored train began to drop rapidly, and many people in the carriage almost fell. Falling to the ground, Maryland’s thinking was interrupted. He lifts the head looked towards the technician next to the main console and asked loudly, “What happened!?”

“General!” The soldier also replied loudly, “The railway in front was blown up!”

This finally happened.

Maryland complexion is gloomy for a while, and noticed that the iron wand armored train outside the carriage has passed the Earthly Python, and is continuing to move forward—the armored train has an engineering unit, and they probably want to top The Typhon’s bombardment rushed to repair the broken railway in front.

If you only want to get out of trouble temporarily, this kind of emergency repair plan is feasible, but under the current circumstances, the success probability is really too low.

“Order the iron scepter back,” Maryland thought for a while, and immediately ordered, “Where is the section of road that was blown up ahead?”

“Near intersection 22, General.”

“Okay, stop at intersection 22 and let the iron scepter stand there,” Maryland said quickly. “The mechanical group fills all the cooling water into the heat sink of the rainbow light generator, the power ridge From now on, overload and dry burning-after the two cars meet, turn on all the heat dissipation grids.”

“Yes, General!” The adjutant on the side immediately accepted the order, but then asked the disabled to bear, “You are…”

“Don’t the Typhon people want to keep our car?” Maryland said solemnly, “Give it to them, let’s change the car.”

The adjutant was taken aback, and subconsciously said: “But General, this car is the most powerful on the Eastern Front…”

“This car is just a weapon,” Maryland said while looking at his adjutant. “A copy of it will be driven out of the factory in two months.”

“…Yes, General!”

……

Cremont woke up in a maddening noise and babbling. He found that he was falling from the sky, and the red Great Dragon that had just killed himself was passing by quickly.

He immediately understood: He has “enjoyed” the miracle brought about by War God.

Now, he has no turning back.

In the corner of his eye, several Griffin Knights are falling from the sky.

A flying machine was blown into a huge Fireball, and it disintegrated while sliding down toward the Southwest.

More than ten battle mages are besieging a blue Great Dragon. The Great Dragon riddled with scars. It seems that it is only a matter of time before being killed by mortals, and some of those mages continue to receive fatal injuries, and some will be in the next moment. Resurrection, some people have exhausted the extra lives brought about by the miracle, and fell from the sky in a hideous and twisted posture.

The anti-aircraft firepower from the ground is still tearing up the sky, illuminating the iron-gray clouds, and creating bright fireworks in this blizzard.

All of this is like a crazy dream.

Cremont let himself continue to fall, his gaze turned to the ground and focused on the larger steel train—he knew that the railway ahead had been blown up, the formidable power The largest mobile fortress that has caused the greatest damage to the Winterhold defense is destined to stay in this place today.

The appearance of the dragon was a huge accident. This accident directly led to a deviation in the direction of the battle deduced by Cremont and Palin Winterhold. Cremont knew that the air raid force he led was extremely powerful today. The entire army may be wiped out in this great aerial battle, but it is precisely because of this that he must destroy the train.

Otherwise, the sacrifices made by him and his comrades in arms today will be meaningless.

The two armored trains gradually approached in the valley. Suddenly, a large swath of water vapor filled Cremont’s sight.

What happened?

Cremont was taken aback, and in this dumbfounded, he suddenly felt that his body was torn apart by a huge force-a cannonball exploded very close to him, deadly The shock wave instantly made his flesh and blood all split up and in pieces.

The second miracle was so faintly lost.

He understood that this was his third life, and in this life, War God…has begun to demand the price of miracles.

Even if he is not a believer in War God, as long as he is in this blizzard and bears the power of God, he must act according to the rules of miracles.

The cloud formed by water vapor below is still dense, and it seems that it will not disperse for a long time, but Cremont knew that he was falling in the right direction. He no longer had the slightest hesitation in his heart. Under conscious control, the endless mana began to converge towards him within the body. These powerful forces even made his body burn. In the final stage of the fall, he used The only remaining power adjusted his direction, facing the southeast and moving towards Oldern.

“Roseta…I’m here to watch…”