When Princess Ina first married into the Federation, she saw floating islands, floating cities, and floating fortresses for the first time. She felt that her three views had been greatly refreshed. From an oasis kingdom on the continent of Sosnes, she could hardly imagine how much impact the power brought by the arcane civilization would have on people's inherent influence. Therefore, the city Elechar floating in the sky shocked her even more than the seven-sea capital Neosfia and the glorious city of Serokhia. Even though her city size and population were far inferior to the latter two.

Then, she saw the great families running the Olahran Fortress that had been run by centuries, guarding the sky fortress of Orso and Elichar.

Such a huge fortress is arranged in a trapezoidal structure, divided into twelve floors, divided into three walls and twenty vertical walls into countless compartments like watertight layers, each of which can be regarded as an independent battle fortress. The tallest tower in the center of the fortress is a hundred meters high from the foundation, and the large magic shield core on the top of the tower emits a glimmer of light and keeps rotating. At first glance, it looks like a Titan giant from the mythical age.

Well, Princess Ina has never seen a Titan Giant, but this did not delay her from associating in this regard.

In the eyes of this little princess who has never seen the world very much, this is the greatest artificial creation in this world, right?

However, compared with what appeared before her...ah no, what is the great existence that appeared before her?

This majestic city is too close to her, and Princess Ina tried her best to see the full picture of the other party. She raised her head and wanted to capture the top of a giant city, but she couldn't even see the full picture of a magic tower. She saw countless reliefs, murals and heralds carved on the outer walls, vividly engraving the vast history of the most glorious era in the world. However, mottled erosion and cracks can still be seen on those blue city walls, but she doesn't know how many years of wind and rain have been blowing.

She wanted to see more clearly, but she was opposite her deep eyes. The princess of Anloria shivered, staggered back and almost sat down. She calmed down, and then suddenly saw clearly. The eyes were actually one of the two real dragon statues at the entrance of the city gate. Now, the giant city had been formed and stopped rotating, and the majestic city gate was aimed at the group of people on the island.

The real dragon's colossus was so carved that it was almost perfect. Whether it was its expression, body shape or posture, even the strands of hair and scales on it were lifelike, and a pair of dragon eyes polished with unknown gems were deep and bottomless. If it weren't for the fact that the colossus should have been made of some unknown metal, and the dark brown color that was not in the real dragon was still a little rust, Princess Ina really thought they were two giant dragons crawling here.

Even so, the little princess still felt her scalp numb and whispered: "So, Orga, do we still have this thing?"

"Why... I really don't know?" Orga actually wanted to say that if we really had this thing, we would have taken it out long ago, and we would not have been forced to the point where we were at the end of our lives today.

...No, or we did have it, but we couldn't start it until we had sufficient conditions. Orga looked at the guide device he commanded and built with his own hands and vaguely understood what. This was the guide device she designed with his own hands. Of course, he knew how strong it was and how powerful it could provide. However, the device has now been completely extinguished, and there were even pungent smells coming from the inside, which was clearly caused by the melting and deformation of the metal parts.

At this time, Gold Verander Bart gently showed the "wisdom authority" in his hand, and turned the key to the location of the city gate, and recited a command in unknown language. The next moment, the giant city in the sky opposite quickly responded. The two metal dragon statues opened their mouths and responded with metal iron. The gate behind them made a heavy and vicissitudes of noise, slowly opening. The white light turned into a transparent staircase, and it derived from the entrance of the city gate, crossed hundreds of meters long, and finally landed in the center of the island of the Heart of the Sky.

"Let's go. We already have weapons that can fight against our most powerful enemies, but how to use them depends on how we operate them." Gold Verander Bart said.

He must have used some spiritual magic, and his old voice shook everyone's hearts like a big bell, making everyone come back from the shock.

Everyone nodded, but couldn't hide their excitement. Naturally, the two heads of the family were all loyal confidants, and they were together with the clan. Now, they finally saw the trump card that reversed all the difficulties in front of them, so they were naturally happy.

"Then, I'll go explore the way first." After getting Gold's affirmation, Ovilia took Dandy Lane's retainers to the stairs of light and walked towards the gate of the Spiral Fortress.

Orga hesitated for a moment, and was about to set off, but was stopped by Gold.

"Olga, Ina, don't go in."

"grandfather?"

"You two are now on the Unicorn to return to Elichar. I have arranged for my confidant to take Duyd to standby at Yacht 12. Take him to Neosfia. No matter what happens, don't look back."

The little girl was stunned and wanted to ask something, but she saw that her grandfather had already stepped onto the stairs of light and did not turn her head back.

When this huge floating fortress floats in the sky, not to mention Elichar, I am afraid that people in the entire Orsotian area can see it.

"What is this... Has the Gods' Heavenly Palace come?" The people of the uprising stared blankly at the palaces and fortresses that were suddenly hanging in the sky, as if they saw the myths shine into reality. After a short period of stagnation, everyone was in chaos. Some people were running around, some were kneeling on the ground and praying, some were crying loudly, and some were naturally also.

Fortunately, their opponents, the City Guards and the Guards, performed better than them, and they were almost collapsed. You know, even their officers lost their fighting spirit, what organization can they expect to have?

Fortunately, the poor leader of the Third World of Elichar, known as the "King of Gray-Based Lane", and will be written in the future history books with great prestige. He is still very prestige among the coolie, poor people and black (meow) roads, at least he is much higher than the guard officers on the opposite side. Although he could not continue to command the large-scale but already in chaos, he still tried hard to gather some trusted old brothers, with about 200 people, all of whom were coolie workers on the docks and construction sites, and the most capable and organized group of the uprising people.

This is understandable. With the organization, industrial workers have always been the most combative class in the world. Only middle-aged teenagers who have seen too much at the young and dandy will think that those brave and fierce street gangsters can fight more.

"Uncle, what should we do now?"

"Yes, Dad, some people have already said that we have turned against those noble masters, which has made the gods angry."

"Brother Taran, that thing is really a divine punishment, right?"

The man below asked in a verbal manner. Then, he only saw the poor leader of Elichar slamming the wall with force and said viciously: "Hmph, if you want to be noble, which of those so-called men is nobler than the one who is coming? We are his troops now... Well, his allies! Yes, the envoy of the real master has promised me personally that we are his allies, and we have the right to speak in the future kingdom! Everyone's life will get better and better! Even if such noble Master Lu Xi, the gods will only bless him! Then what are we afraid of?"

"...Yes, what if not? What if it wasn't for Mr. Lu Xi?"

"Then it must be the evil god who came out of nowhere! The real goddesses, as well as the adults of the Cloud City and the Dragon Knights, will help us solve it." Mr. Taran said in a natural tone: "Anyway, do we still have a way back today? If we fail, my old Taran will definitely not be able to survive. His head will be hung on the highest Dragon Step Bridge in Elichar, and so many of my children..."

The King of Gray-Bottom Lane's cheeks twitched unnaturally, as if just imagining what might happen at that time made him unbearable. He said again: "And everyone here is all this rebellion... no, the main backbone of this uprising! What good end can we get? We can no longer look back! No matter what happens, we must follow Master Lu Xi! If we succeed, we will no longer be the rats in the Elaishal sewer; even if we die in battle, Master Lu Xi will give him the honor he deserves and give his family enough compensation! This is also what his messenger promises!"

Everyone admitted that Brother Taran made a lot of sense and gradually strengthened his confidence again.

"...But, but, Master Ruo Xi doesn't keep his promises? Ruo, Ruo Ruo just uses us? The magicians have never cared about our life or death. They just need to pay taxes or even be slaves to them. Is it really trustworthy?" Someone still whispered.

"So far, I have never heard of Mr. Lu Xi's bad reputation, nor have I heard of the bad reputation of the Colorful Rose." Talan thought about it again, took out two colorful pictures from his arms, and it was obvious that they were cut from the magazine. One was the most recent, with a portrait of all the staff of the State of Emergency Committee. Needless to say, they were naturally all arrogant, gloomy, arrogant and arrogant old men and wives.

The other one is a promotional poster when Lu Xi "catches the lich" while studying at the mage. On it, Lu Xi Linge Berencaster, wearing a long robe, has a black hair that is shoulder-length, has a plump (golden country), a handsome (glory), and a handsome (glory), and a handsome (glory) and a handsome (glory) and a handsome (glory) and a handsome (glory) and a handsome (glory) and a handsome (glory) and a handsome (glory) and a beautiful (glory) look elegant, and it seems that thousands of stars are hidden in the ink-colored eyes.

"Which one do you believe in on these two sides?"

It's so convincing! Everyone thinks so.

"Don't worry about the rest of the brothers who have been separated. We are not famous generals and cannot control these many people. We are just like us, we have decent weapons, right?" Taran asked again.

Everyone raised their swords and guns to cater to it, and for a momentum was like a rainbow, but it was really a bit of ambition when the proletariat (woo) level team first started.

"Brother Taran, please give the order!"

"Yes, Dad, we all follow you! We will take care of anything happening!"

"Okay, next step, we'll go... to capture Fengyin Pavilion!"

The so-called Fengyin Pavilion is not a restaurant or a teahouse, but a serious federal official institution. It has a magical instrument with a landline amplification magic, and is connected to more than 20 echo stone devices arranged in the city. When you need to have major information to inform the citizens of Elichar and think that the newspaper is too slow, federal officials will broadcast the audio to all federal people through these magical devices. To put it bluntly, it is just a magical radio station with a scale of the city, and there are no serious programs and it cannot be used once a year or two.

Of course, that is not an important strategic goal. At least that is what the two sides who are fighting in the city think.

"Why where?" Everyone was confused. They thought it was a more important target such as the Food and Weed Arsenal Magic Workshop and Military Harbor.

"Nonsense, there are military police in those places, can you beat them?" Taran said unhappily, and then explained patiently: "If we occupy the place, we can tell the truth to the people of the whole city. Tell them that we have a stir, and the heroes of the Federation will come to rescue us. The floating city that suddenly appeared in the sky was the goddess who came to help us! Those vicious nobles and sinister magicians who have been bullying us are all finished! In this way, people with a little blood will rise up to join our team. Oh, by the way, there are also scum who want to rob the fire. When he hears that Lord Lu Xi's army may arrive at any time outside the city, he will restrain himself. Most of the people in the city are miserable people like us, and many of them have only elderly, young, women and children in their families, so they can help them in some way. Yes, we will do this!"

Uncle Taran convinced everyone and immediately headed towards Fengyin Pavilion. He only arrived at the target after a few small battles on the way. As he expected, the guards there, with less than a hundred guards, were soon dispersed.

The rebel army bleeded almost without any blood, occupying the largest public opinion platform in the city.

Well, now do you know why Uncle Taran and his friends will be in history textbooks in the future?
Chapter completed!