Chapter 1257 Twisted Anchor(1/2)
If it is said to be special, it must be arrows, not crossbows.
From the beginning, Marcothel discovered the difference between arrows on the crossbow. It was different from traditional arrows. It seemed that it only looked like an arrow, without the sharpness and lethality it should have. There was no arrowhead in the front part, that is, there were no sharp triangle arrows to cause enough damage.
It is also very strange. The body is an unknown metal, very thick and cylindrical shape, like a certain technological creation, rather than a rough and consuming arrow. Compared with wooden crossbows, it is like a future product.
And there is a crescent-like half-arc at the end of the arrow. The cross-section of the half-arc is not large, but if it is flying, it will still bring considerable air resistance and reduce the speed of the arrow. This is a complete failure for arrows that win quickly and cause damage.
He added so many strange things to it. If there was no strangeness, Marcothel would not believe it if he was beaten to death.
"Space... twisted anchor?" Marcothel repeated this somewhat strange word.
"Yes." The armored knight's voice was very calm.
Marcothel rolled his eyes, "What is its function."
"Once the magic on the twisted anchor is released, any object it touches will be distorted and exiled by time and space, and fall into another world and another space."
Although the Armor Knight did not ask or talk, it was like a piece of wood, it was still very detailed in explanation.
Marcothel also has a lot of knowledge in the field of magic, "Time and space distortion, exile... Where will it go? Where will this twisted anchor send it?"
She immediately grasped the most critical issue.
No matter where this evil god goes, it will bring great trauma unless it is special worlds, such as the place where it originally lived.
Of course, Makotel also knew very well that exile to the evil god and send it into a different space is imperative. Unless there is a better way, he could not let his world be destroyed by it in order to protect the so-called different world.
Her question... was just curious about where to set the coordinates. After all, space magic is a very profound existence.
"have no idea."
But unfortunately, the armored knight poured a basin of cold water on her answer.
"This is random transmission, there is no fixed position."
Marcothel's mouth twitched, but there was nothing to say.
At this time, the crossbow of the Golem Squad not far away had been assembled and prepared. The armored knight no longer paid attention to Marcothel, but began to concentrate on issuing orders and debugging angles.
Of course, an evil god with such a large size can hit him with his eyes closed, so there is no need to worry too much about the angle.
Marcothel did not stop or help, and she was slowly digesting the news that the armored knight had revealed.
She felt that she suddenly couldn't understand the world. First, a bunch of ghosts came out to cause trouble... and it was not a simple space crack, but a monster in another movie.
In other words, your own world is likely to be one of the ordinary movie worlds. Monsters, individuals, and planets who can travel through the world and have the ability to jump through space may also travel through to your own world.
Although there are no special people, special abilities, or special monsters in your own world, it is very likely that the special place is the movies that record other worlds.
This guess made Marcotel shudder.
If your world is really just a member of the ordinary world, then the monsters in the movie appear here, and the stories and disasters that originally existed in fantasy will most likely be transformed into reality.
That wasn't wonderful at all.
But Marcothel didn't have much time to think about this issue, because then he went on stage just like the routine in the movie, just like the one in the movie.
The wizards who were surrounded, the mysterious military squad, and the large ghosts as tall as the building, the three elements that often appear in movies such as good people and bad people and monsters.
I originally thought I would have a hard battle... but before the battle began, a mysterious guy ran out and directly killed the big monster back to his hometown.
The scene can be said to be a sudden change. I didn't even figure out what was going on, and then the evil god came out.
This time, Makotel was completely awake and did not care about sorting out his own ideas, because this was an evil god, an evil god.
Makothel learned a lot of legends about evil gods, not from the story of Cthulhu in this world, but from the knowledge circulated between Maiya, the Middle Earth world.
Yes, evil gods are not only spread in this world, but also in other worlds.
The stories circulating among Maiya have records of evil gods, and even battles with evil gods. Makothel cannot determine where the evil gods came from and why so many worlds have similar records, but even if they do not belong to the evil gods described in Cthulhu, their nature is almost the same.
Crazy, evil, they are natural messengers of chaos.
Makotel has always believed that all things in the world have their own principles, and can be understood from another perspective. Since myths and legends are recorded, it will not be nonsense. Similar records in many worlds can well confirm Makotel's conjecture. Even if it is a fantasy, there is no such coincidence. They must have the same prototype.
In fact, the Maiyas have detailed records of fighting in the horror of the evil gods.
In ancient times, there was an evil god sleeping in the corner. Yiya is the universe in Kunya, which includes the Arda world, which is a larger range than Middle Earth. Although this evil god is not famous, Cthulhu, and is not even sure of its specific identity, it cannot deny its terror and its destructive power.
It was Gehros who awakened it.
Gehros is a member of the outer god. Its appearance is a huge star, composed of ashes, gas and hot liquid iron. The rust-red shell is covered with faults and rifts, and often a giant eye is formed with a vast ocean of liquid iron.
It is the pioneer of destruction, and it is also its eternal duty. Gehros drifted in the universe and kept reciting the hymns similar to the sound of air defense alarms - the sound of celestial bodies.
Any sleeping old dominator or foreign god who inhabits these stars will be awakened by this song and enters an active state, so the most common result is the destruction of all other lives in the stars, and even the stars themselves will no longer exist.
The unknown foreign god who was sleeping in Arda was awakened by Gehros, and nothing unexpected happened. As recorded in legends and stories, the entire Yi Ya fell into chaos, and even the territory of Arda's world was cracked into several pieces.
The Maiyas took action one after another, but they could not stop the chaos and evil.
In the end, it was the arrival of Vera and the others who completely expelled it instead of killing it.
It’s not that Vera’s power is not enough to kill that thing…but it seems a bit special and difficult to kill. In order to avoid further spread of destruction, Vera and others decided to expel it instead of destroying it.
Exile...exile...
Marcothel's eyes lit up.
In fact, when the evil god appeared, Makothel did fall into despair for a moment, because this is the foreign god at the source of evil and chaos, and it is not something they can deal with. Even if it is just the weakest, humans will be helpless when facing it.
Marcothel even made a secret decision. If she was completely helpless, she would contact Vera and return to Middle-earth.
Of course not to escape, but to beg the Vera and the others to come to this world and help expel it.
But now it seems...it doesn't seem to be used.
Marcothel had a strange feeling, as if there was an invisible mastermind behind him, looking so calm in the face of every emergencies, and... the water in the real world was obviously deeper than he had imagined, and it was not comparable to those ordinary and weak wizards he would come into contact with in the witch sisters.
Marcothel originally thought that even if she was not one of the best after returning from Middle-earth and becoming Maiya, her strength would definitely be at the forefront, but now it seems that she is thinking too much.
There are indeed some guys who are hiding very deep in the real world. Not only are they hiding very deep, but they are even more capable... difficult to estimate.
Marcothel thought of the mysterious wizard who suddenly appeared before. Although that guy was not an opponent of the evil god, he easily packed and took away the first portal and wiped out the big ghost. Such strength would not be enough to tie the witch sisters together.
Although the witch sisters are not very strong, they are not very large in number. There are not many known wizards and free people, and sisters have already accounted for a considerable proportion.
And... these.
Marcothel narrowed his eyes and stood on the height of the ruins, looking at the golem knights who had begun to operate below.
Although I don’t know how powerful their creators are, the guy who can create such precise alchemy creations is probably not a simple guy.
Sure enough, truly powerful people don’t come to the surface so easily.
Marcotel was a little discouraged. Could it be that he had been classified as a miscellaneous fish without realizing it?
"Crack-Crack-Crack-Crack-"
The rotating roulettes attracted Makothel's attention together. Although the arrow looked quite powerful, the crossbow was too old and even made a creaking sound when the stirrer turned.
Even though the power is extremely strong and the fatigued activated armor is controlling, their movements still seem very difficult, and the huge crossbow roulette is slowly rotating in the creaking.
The corners of Marcothel's mouth twitched, and suddenly he felt that he was thinking too much.
Fortunately, the evil god is huge in size, and the crossbow does not require too fine adjustments. In less than half a minute, all the work has been completely completed.
"Adjustment!"
The armored knight came to the back of the crossbow, and most of the golems retreated one after another, stopping on the left and right sides, leaving only two golems knights who still control the crossbow to turn and make the final fine adjustment.
"Prepare!"
As the crossbow turned, the armored knight said again.
"Squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-!"
The huge roulette began to rotate, and the bowstring was slowly opened and pulled to the limit, collapsed tightly, even as if it was about to break at a touch.
He raised his hand, and after a pause for half a second, the armored knight quickly waved his hand down, and then his voice was calm.
"attack!"
"Bang!"
The golem power is extremely powerful and it is very hard. It does not require any hammers or anything else. With the command of the armored knight, the golem knight on the right suddenly raised his hand and smashed it hard, and the switch of the crossbow was instantly smashed.
With a collapse, the space twisted anchor instantly turned into a black shadow and ejected out. The speed was so fast that it was no weaker than an ordinary firearm. The black shadow was as fast as lightning in the air, and it could not be captured by the naked eye. Only a blurred light and shadow could be seen.
Of course, Makotel is not as invisible as ordinary people. In fact, there are no pure humans present.
Maiya's body of demigod allows Makoth to capture the movement of the arrow. Similarly, the magic surrounding the armored knight also captures the movement of the arrow, and then after a series of complex magic transformations, it is fed back to itself and acts as its eyes.
A strange luster flashed across the surface of the galloping arrow, which was a sign of magic preparation. As long as it touched the evil god, the armored knight would instantly activate the magical inspiration device in his hand according to the instructions given by Lucy.
With many eyes, the space twisted anchor suddenly came to the body of the evil god at an extremely fast speed.
With sharp momentum and unstoppable sharpness.
Then in the next moment, the twisted anchor's forward momentum suddenly stopped.
As if it had hit some invisible position, the arrow stopped in mid-air for a moment, and suddenly fell to the ground weakly, as if it had lost all its power.
"Do!Do!"
To be continued...