Through the glass, smash that curtain wall into pieces.

He tightened his grip, grabbed the railing inside and flew over, then fell heavily to the ground like a salted fish.

The floor suddenly sank, and Fang Plover followed him. He suddenly heard a low echo coming from the tower, and he couldn't help but be shocked. The tower of Elfendor is a relic of the elves of Numelin.

Unlike today's buildings, the entire tower is buoyant.

However, many of the floors in the tower were later repaired, and Fang Plover understood that the sound he heard was the sound of this floor cracking and collapsing.

Its structure was so damaged that it could no longer hold up.

When he saw this, he didn't care that there was still glass shards on the ground. He climbed up from the ground with all his strength and ran towards the shield generator. However, Fang Yu couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw this thing. Most of the craftsmen he studied were craftsmen.

production technology.

And he really doesn’t know how to maintain and use these large-scale equipment.

He quickly turned around and asked: "How do you use this thing!?"

Lin En was being chased by streaks of black light and running around the place while shouting: "First open the restraint!"

"Open it, and then what!"

"Open the insurance."

"Open, step three!"

"Connect the magic circuit."

Fang Yu hurriedly operated and shouted again: "It's done!"

"Put the magic crystal in!"

"But I don't have the magic crystal anymore!" Fang Yu broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly shouted to the other party: "Do you have it?"

"I have it!" Linn pulled up his magic furnace and threw it over with all his strength: "The main core crystal of the magic furnace is the magic crystal, insert it!"

Fang Yu rushed over and picked up the magic furnace, pulled out the magic crystal inside three times, and inserted it into the shield generator with force. With a click, the crystal automatically rotated and sank into the groove, and then suddenly

Bright, under Fang Plover's gaze, a faint blue light spread out with the crystal as the center.

It expanded twenty to thirty meters in an instant, covering the core part of the hall at once, forming a light blue light curtain wall.

The black lines outside now fluttered against the wall, eliminated one by one, and could no longer come in.

At this time, Lin En ran to him out of breath and fell to his knees, looking like he was surviving the disaster.

But Fang Yu walked over and pulled him up: "Don't stop, go quickly!"

"Let me rest," Linn said with a pale face, "I'm going to die."

"You are really going to die if you don't leave," Fang Plover dragged the other person toward the center of the hall: "You don't really think that a mere shield generator can stop the dark dragon, do you? Take a good look."

When Lin En turned around, he saw the light curtain that had just unfolded. At this time, it had become flickering under the constant impact of black lines.

His expression changed and he said: "...Our level is too low, the quality of the main core crystal of the magic furnace is too poor, and the magic power reserve is not much."

"The peak state is not much better," Fang Plover pointed to him in a direction: "You underestimate the dark dragon."

At the place he pointed at, every shadow arrow that had hit the ground before turned into a cloud of smoke. They stood upright from the ground, and in an instant they transformed into human shapes, turning into living dragon minions.

When Lin En saw these dragon minions, he couldn't help but suffocated: "Shields can't stop creatures."

"So we have to hurry up," Fang Plover asked, "Where is the entrance to the lower level?"

Before he could finish speaking, both of them suddenly felt the ground drop suddenly.

There was a loud bang, and half of the hall sank, as if the entire hall was tilted. The ground broke apart at this moment, and hit the seventy-sixth floor. The two floors suddenly pressed against each other, and the lower floor couldn't bear the strength, and then it fell again.

A cracking sound was made at one time.

Then they fell layer by layer, forming a huge gap in front of the two people in an instant.

Linn immediately lost his footing and slid down.

But fortunately, he still had the claw hook in his hand. Fang Plover grabbed the claw hook with his back hand and pulled the opponent back with force. At the same time, he grabbed the ground with his back hand, and the claws of Lone King Zhi proud also

Insert deeply into the floor.

It pulled out a spark on the ground, causing the two people to stop.

There was only a faint crashing sound in my ears, and I saw the exhibits in the hall gathered together like a mudslide, rolling down and falling into the crack below. That was almost half a century of history.

This disappeared, but neither Fang Plover nor Lin En had time to feel sad about this.

Because the two of them glanced at the dark crack below and both felt a little numb.

"...Do you want to go down?" Lin En swallowed and couldn't help but ask.

"Go to hell."

Fang Plover looked up and saw Nicol Bolas above at the crack outside the tower. A pair of golden pupils in the darkness were staring at them coldly through the blue light curtain. While tilting

On both the left and right sides of the hall, there were no less than a dozen dragon minions approaching in this direction.

This is almost a desperate situation.

But instead, he became calmer in his heart. He always seemed to have this trait. The more dangerous he was, the more he could calm down.

"We have to think of something." He whispered to Linn.

"What can I do?" Lin En was also affected by his calm voice and couldn't help but ask.

Fang Plover narrowed his eyes.

A shadow fell into his field of vision above the hall.

That tall shadow is firmly fixed on the shelf. Even if the hall tilts, it will not move at this moment.

It was only five meters away from the two of them.

Fang Yu turned around and suddenly asked in a low voice:

"Lynn."

"how?"

"Have you ever driven a Dragoon?"

"ha?"

…

Above the tower, the smoke clouds were slowly spreading.

Su Changfeng, Elfendor's two great craftsmen, Virus and others stopped at the same time and looked towards the city center of Vanrik. On top of the white tower in the blue sky, a pair of dark towers were slowly unfolding.

The two wings are so profoundly reflected in everyone's eyes.

Around everyone, only Ditke pressed his sword with one hand, his eyes flashed slightly, and he hesitated to speak while watching this scene.

Someone couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "...The boy...can he be saved?"

But there was silence and no one answered.

The gentle breeze coming from the Long Lake was blowing across the water, creating ripples that only caused Su Changfeng's windbreaker collar to fly.

He lowered his head, put one hand into his pocket, fumbled around, and then took out his communication crystal.

The spindle-shaped crystal was flickering on and off in his hand, emitting a faint red light.

And a voice was coming from inside:

"Captain Su, we are here."

Everyone couldn't help but subconsciously raise their heads.

The clouds are parting.

A slender hull, reflecting the sun, was breaking through the clouds at this moment.

Captain Zhou Zhengyu put down his communicator, gently pulled on his white gloves, then raised his head and looked ahead to see the shadow of Elfendor Tower appearing in the depths of his eyes. He gently moved his hand down.

He scratched his head and said:

"Ship 571, slow down."

"Open the side hatch."

"Operation Plan No. 3, Plan B."

The captain's room was busy, and every herald was picking up the communication crystal in his hand:

"Lower sail two-thirds."

"When the side hatch is opened, the buoyancy drops by 32.7%."

"Guy Engine enters full power operation."

"The estimated overload time is seven minutes and thirty seconds."

"Combatants enter combat readiness positions."

Amidst the squeaking sound, the horizontal wings once again folded back, and the lower hatch on the side of the floating ship began to swing open up and down, like a ray of light emerging from the darkness, projecting onto the people stationed on the lower deck.
To be continued...