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“Yes, yes.” Two people replied sweaty.

“Do you really understand?” The young craftsman picked the eyebrow.

“Understood understanding,” the first officer nodded. “Just I think that opening the mechanical lock and activating the anchoring device, why can’t the First Circle be executed together, can save us a lot of Time, isn’t it, I mean, Anyway, we are all going to die – as long as the spider is activated, can it be?”

The young craftsman stared at the suspicious guy.

The first officer can only surrender: “You have the final say, you have the final say.”

“In short,” the boy was satisfied with nodded: “Do you understand?”

“Understood.” The sailor licked one’s own with his elbow and replied: “In short, you can give us this thing with confidence.”

The young craftsman frowned, and the beautiful eyebrow, which was slightly curved, revealed what it meant to be a ‘ha’: “You seem to have made a mistake, letting you learn to operate this thing just to be just in case. Who? Said that I am leaving? Can you operate this anchoring device well, but you are still far worse than the professionals -“

The chief officer and the sailor are looking at each other in dismay: “But… sir, this boat is…”

“Why, only you are brave, Hazell is a coward?” He knocked on the Magicite device and made an empty voice: “I can’t solve that transmission channel. I stay there and the result is the same. It’s better to die at home.” Die in the frontline.”

“But…” the chief officer replied in a hurry: “You can play a bigger role if you stay here.”

The young craftsmen didn’t lift their eyelids and replied: “Then I can’t help. This is the decision of the prophet. You can go to your Commander to raise objections. Is there any other problem?”

The chief officer and the sailor looked at each other and could only shake their heads: “No problem, no problem.”

The teenager looked at the two people, and the corner of his mouth was sharp and sharp.

The sailor took the iron ball on the side and asked, “What is this, shell?”

“This is the anchor of the Little One,” the young craftsman replied: “It is equipped for the cavalry, it works in the same way as the number of rings and not inferior in this large installation – but the scope of the impact is It’s much smaller. Simply put, this thing needs to be close to a certain level to be useful. It is basically impossible for an empty cavalry lacking Defense to enter the Teleportation Gate, so holding it can only be a psychological comfort.”

The sailor took the thing in his hand and looked at it to the right. He finally asked, “Can we take it?”

“Feel free.” The young craftsman replied: “This thing is precious, but it is more here.”

The two were nodded and one took one.

In the distance, Oerding looked at the situation inside the port, and suddenly there was some stability in his heart.

Because this is such an era.

People can go to death in order to protect everything.

And this is such an Aouine.

At this moment it will be destined to shine in the long river of the past and the future.

……

In a soft crack, Freya returned sobered up. The sword in her hand had already penetrated the Crystalline’s body sometime, and she coughed slowly, and the blood ran down with the corner of her mouth.

The blood-stained hair was attached to the forehead. She pulled out the long sword and fell to the ground because of the unstable force. Her eyes were black and a footstep sounded, and a small group of soldiers passed by her, but the smoke was soaring that people could not find the Aouine’s Valkyrie.

Freya suddenly had a feeling in the heart.

Above the sky, there was a monotonous buzz, the sound of the MP engine of the fast sailing.

She subconsciously raises head, blood red sky, a few shiny silver lines, passing through the smoke and fog, straight into the sky. Freya suddenly dumbfounded, slightly open some cracked lips.

A fire is shining on the sky.

Above the three interlaced horizontal lines, the main fleet of the Buga and Bansiya people has already been formed. The fire of the volley has been swallowed again and again, and a path of flame begins to slowly extend forward in the sky.

In the middle of it is a small and courageous fleet –

Twenty three fast sailing boats, high-profile silver sails.

They are heading in the wind, like twenty three straight lines of silver, straight into the clouds.

That is the fleet of Aouinian.

Surrounded by the fire of fireworks, the brilliant brilliance is set against a young face. At this moment, they are not only a picture of a huge battlefield, but a colorful road.

The road of fire and light extends forward in the air.

Silverstrand Mystryl also raised a slender neck, and in her mercury-like scorpion, she was flashing a little. Above this chaotic battlefield, it was so dazzling. Silver’s sails broke through the layers of the encirclement, separating the smoke and the fog – Aouinian came back without a trace, with the dazzling light, the pieces blasted, and the rushing Crystalline, can not stop the pace of progress.

She suddenly made a low voice.