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Chapter 351 349. Sunken City (Seeking monthly tickets~)

After leaving the library, Milord returned directly to the center of the royal city.

He was heading towards the gate of the Hall of the Wise King.

Vadia and Keranu were both waiting for him inside. The latter had just returned from the Seventh Trench defense line. After this temporary meeting, he would have to rush back to guard the defense line. After the failure of the joint land plan, they would have to face the pressure from the sea tribe alone.

Without any support, Milord found it hard to say how many more years they could last. It was already the seventh millennium of the prophecy, and the evil god buried deep under the sea could awaken at any time.

However, although this battle was lost, they were not without hope. The gods who took the initiative to contact them were different from the land people. They had existed for far longer than any Atlantean, and may have even seen this evil god awake with their own eyes. Naturally, they would understand better than the land people how dangerous the thing Atlantis was fighting against was.

He is the enemy of the whole world.

"How is the situation?" Keranu asked eagerly the moment he pushed the door open.

Milord nodded slightly to him:

"She answered our questions. These gods are indeed our allies, and besides these gods, there are other camps on land that don't get along well with the Federation. They all have the possibility of cooperating with us.

"The Sea God mentioned a few of them, the church of the destined returner, an organization called the Eastern Federation Company, and many other various forces have the potential to cooperate with us, but they don't understand His threat as much as the gods do.

"And among the many forces on land, there is one that is more suitable to be our ally than the others."

Vadia asked with a face full of anticipation:

"What is it?"

Milord replied:

"You also know...

"The Divine Firmament Walker."

The other two Wise Kings were a little surprised to hear this. They had indeed heard of the name Divine Firmament. This name had been mentioned extremely frequently in the intelligence reports sent back by their spies. They had only decided to start a war against the land after receiving the information about her defeat.

But they didn't expect to hear this name at this moment.

Keranu asked with a face full of doubt:

"Isn't she imprisoned?"

Milord shook his head slightly:

"That's right, this is a serious disadvantage, but even considering this situation, she is still our best ally besides the gods. The Sea God gave me a detailed introduction to how strong she is and what kind of person she is.

"She is a prophet who has set herself the mission of saving the world,"

"If we could find the Divine Firmament before she was imprisoned, we might have had a chance to ask her to help us, but now she has become a prisoner of that evil Federation, and we have made an agreement with them."

Vadia said with some incomprehension:

"Doesn't that mean we have no chance to get her help at all?"

Milord didn't really understand this either, but he naturally had a basis for saying so.

He replied to his two colleagues:

"That's what I thought too, but this is what the Sea God told me, maybe she will have a chance to come here to help us in the future, after all, she is the strongest land person we know."

Keranu and Vadia looked at each other, and then accepted this point.

Although the current situation looked very difficult, since this was the Sea God's intention, then they couldn't possibly doubt it. After all, the wisdom of mere mortals could never compare to such a great god. It was normal for her words to be a little difficult to understand.

"So what are we going to do next?" Milord asked them.

Keranu and Vadia were also silent.

Although he went to ask the Sea God, the information he received couldn't form a suitable plan in his mind.

Just as he had always thought, he was not a qualified leader. When faced with such a severe problem, he couldn't think of any measures that could solve the problem. That was why he had always had to accept their suggestions in the past.

But now these two Wise Kings didn't seem to be able to think of anything either. After all, none of them could be said to be suitable leaders. Keranu and Vadia were only slightly better than him. The real born king had already died.

If his brother was still alive, Milord believed that he would definitely lead them through this crisis smoothly at this moment, but reality couldn't be as beautiful as a fairy tale. The hero who could defeat the demon king might not live to the time when he was needed.

The hero had been dead for a long time.

"I have an idea," Milord broke the silence, "First of all, we need someone to personally visit those forces on land and investigate which forces and strong people will understand and help us.

"Although our magic spies are very proficient in magic, they are not V-rank ability users like us after all. It would be difficult for them to obtain truly core and important information. We must have someone venture to the land."

Keranu said:

"But..."

Milord interrupted forcefully:

"Yes, we have to wait until the situation here stabilizes before we can do this, otherwise it would be irresponsible to Atlantis. Before going to the land, we must first reach a cooperation with the gods to ensure that Atlantis will not have problems."

After hearing his answer, Keranu had no other opinions.

"Then which of us should go to the land?" Vadia asked.

Milord answered without any hesitation:

"Me."

He didn't explain why, and they didn't ask.

Vadia nodded, and then said:

"This is a good..."

Just as she was saying this, suddenly they felt the ground under their feet shake slightly.

None of them reacted to what was happening, and thought that there was a problem with the underground temple or some other structure, but just as they were thinking about what had happened, the entire room suddenly shook a few more times.

Then, earth-shattering collapse sounds came from outside.

They immediately walked to the window to look outside. From here, they could overlook the entire royal city, and that was why they could clearly see countless tall buildings being squeezed into crooked shapes by the deformed seabed like pushed-down building blocks. Deep cracks gradually appeared in the land below the city.

In the next moment, countless black, thick 'trees' grew out of the cracks at the same time, surpassing most of the tall buildings in just a few seconds, until they completely stabilized at the same level as the highest point of Atlantis, which was above them.

Then, the tops of these black trees began to extend structures like branches, and began to flexibly entangle with each other, and like spider webs, they began to slowly cover the top of the entire city.

Sea tribe.

Keranu and Vadia were both stunned. It wasn't that they didn't react, but they were a little unwilling to come back to their senses. The ancient prophecy lingered in their hearts like a nightmare at this moment, whispering the fact that the end of the world had arrived.

Bang!

Milord suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the right side of Vadia. A water ball with a diameter of half a meter instantly formed at the position of her left ear, and inside it, one could vaguely see a complex semi-transparent small creature. It had six pairs of insect-like membranous wings, and it also looked like some kind of strange combination of insect and arthropod.

Just as this water ball began to collapse towards the inside, the strange creature that was originally solidified in it gradually disappeared, as if it had been directly erased from the spot.

At this time, Vadia and Keranu both reacted. The former's eyes lit up with blue light, and directly canceled Atlantis's seawater protection measures. The Atlanteans in the seawater were all the fiercest warriors, and they were naturally able to ignore the water pressure of the deep sea - the ocean would not harm the Atlanteans.

Moreover, the pouring seawater could not only provide them with unique perception abilities, but also allow the Atlantean people to swim in the water at extremely high speeds, so they would have a chance to escape alive.

That was what Vadia thought.

And at the same time as she canceled the protection, Keranu directly took out the artifact 'Sacrificial Dagger' that he had just brought back from the defense line, and at the same time used marine senses to be alert to the surrounding situation.

Then he suddenly turned around and swung the dagger to stab at the empty position behind him, but he missed. And almost in an instant, Milord also raised his hand and pointed in another direction, instantly creating a water ball, but there was nothing inside either.

Too fast.

The speed of this thing was beyond their imagination, and when it wasn't attacking, it didn't exist here at all. Even with their understanding of space magic, they couldn't detect any abnormalities, but...

The sacrificial dagger in Keranu's hand was already gathering energy. The reason he brought the weapon to the defense line was because this weapon was good at carrying out indiscriminate large-scale attacks, and could instantly slaughter hundreds of thousands of sea tribes, which was just right for dealing with this kind of enemy.

"Milord, Vadia, I can hold it back," Keranu said in a calm tone that exceeded his own imagination at this moment, "You go to the temple and the treasury first to obtain the artifacts that can contend with these sea tribes, and then Milord you come to support me, Vadia..."

Milord continued his words and said:

"You go to deal with the other sea tribes and create time for others to escape."

After the words fell, Milord and she rushed out towards the treasury and the temple without any nonsense or hesitation. The dragged water flow directly destroyed the walls of this building, leaving Keranu alone to face this dangerous V-rank sea tribe.

When he had just left the building, Milord saw countless sea tribes constantly pouring out of the cracks in the ground, and countless elite Atlantean soldiers were fighting with them, and countless civilians were frantically fleeing towards the outside.

But the sea tribes pouring out of the cracks were endless, and they had no fear of death at all. Even if a warrior could kill dozens of times more enemies than himself at the same time, the main Atlantean army was on the defense line at this moment, and without the help of artifacts, the soldiers in the city had no way to delay the sea tribe's slaughter of civilians, and they had no way to stop their own deaths.

Milord didn't stop, but directly drove the water flow to tear the 'trees' and 'sea tribes' in front of him to pieces, and fell heavily at the gate of the treasury like a cannonball in a parabola.

And when he had just landed, he saw Ellie, who was standing on the street outside the treasury, and dozens of dangerous sea tribes who were densely surrounding her and were about to tear her to pieces.

Milord hurriedly adjusted the power slightly towards the direction she was standing, and then the sea tribes on the entire street were instantly and completely crushed into gravel and minced meat, and her surroundings instantly became extremely empty.

Ellie looked at Milord in panic and surprise, and was about to raise her hand to come over, but Milord directly slapped her away, directly pushing her back hundreds of meters, and at the same time attached several movement and protection spells to her, and pulled her towards the outside of the city.

And at the moment she was pushed away, a heavy and swift behemoth fell heavily on the position where she had just stood.

It was a strange beast nearly sixty meters long. It looked a bit like a whale, and a bit like the fiercest shark, but more obvious than these two characteristics was the pair of hideous scaly wings behind it. Compared to marine animals...

It was more like a dragon.

This dragon-shaped sea tribe looked at the little man in front of him with great interest, and seemed to be thinking about how to swallow him into his stomach.

Milord immediately retreated back into the treasury, and used seawater to control a full set of armor and weapons to fall on his body. With the help of these things, his combat power could be several times...

No!

The armor, accessories and weapons on his body all seemed extremely light, as if the powerful power condensed on them had disappeared, but these things were not imitations, and he was extremely familiar with the feeling of wearing these things.

Then, a terrifying thought appeared in his mind.

The Sea God had not taken action now, although the underground temple may have been destroyed by those black trees, Milord knew very well that even if there was nothing, she still had a way to influence this city. No matter what, she should not be as calm as she was now.

'My God?'

Silence.

She abandoned them.

Sadness and despair surged into Milord's heart at the same time. He didn't understand why she wanted to do this, but recalling her various words, Milord could be sure that this was the answer, and if all the artifacts here could not be used, then Keranu and Vadia...

Was this the doomsday she prophesied seven thousand years ago?

While he was depressed, the sea dragon outside the treasury was not in a hurry to attack, but looked at Milord inside with a cunning look, as if waiting to see his joke at this moment.

Milord used magic to transmit his voice to the entire Atlantis:

"Escape! Don't look back!"

Then he stretched out his right arm with a gloomy expression, making a gesture of holding.

Countless artifacts flew past him, most of them were smashed to pieces after hitting the walls and the ground. The Blood Sea Scepter that he would use to perform the ritual soon also flew past him. That weapon could be used normally, but unfortunately it was too weak for him.

A heavy silver-white metal strip fell into his hand.

Then the silver strip began to melt gradually, and the sea dragon, which was watching the joke, seemed to realize that something was wrong, but its little head that simulated an Orronze life could not understand what was going on.

His ancestors had made a mistake when they were young, and he had spent the rest of his life repaying this mistake.

A silver spear appeared in Milord's hand.

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