Chapter 121: Don't Believe, Look Up

Harbor, lighthouse.

Raymond looked up at the meteorite that fell after hitting the huge airship, and his expression was extremely serious.

The scene in front of him was different from what he had planned.

According to his plan, after the meteorite hits the huge airship, it should explode directly.

Not only will all the airships be destroyed, but also the harbor will not be damaged too much.

But, at the moment!

Not only the smaller airships all went down.

The meteorite that was supposed to explode was smashed towards the harbor intact!

You know, Her Majesty is still in the harbor!

"Elliot!"

Raymond shouted.

At this moment, Elliot didn't pay any attention to the commander's shout, and he stared at the meteorite with all his attention.

Sweat dripped from his forehead.

how come?

There should be an explosion?

Why is this happening?

Time and time again, Elliott recited the words that belonged to the explosion.

But it's all useless!

Then……

A flash of emerald green light entered Elliot's eyes.

"It's the flute!"

"It was the piper's flute that prevented 'Smash'!"

Elliot shouted loudly.

flute? !

Raymond was taken aback.

Immediately, he picked up the huge gun that was two meters long and aimed at the meteorite that fell.

He wanted to shoot the flute that was blocking the 'shatter'.

but……

No angle at all!

The speed of the meteorite falling is too fast!

Almost beyond his aiming angle.

Do not!

Can not give up!

Her Majesty is still in the harbour!

Can't let the meteorite really fall!

Picking up his gun, Raymond jumped down.

He's going to look for angles to shoot.

And Elote, who maintained the entire secret technique, exuded a faint black mist.

Elliott knew what his leader was going to do.

Therefore, he tried his best to make the meteorite fall slower.

Just a little!

The remaining members of the living group reacted instantly at this moment.

They mustered all their strength to stand up again.

They held hands, and Simmons finally put his hand on Elliot's body.

"Put our strength to use!"

Simmons spoke on behalf of everyone.

Elliott turned his head to look at the tall Simmons, his lips trembling slightly, trying to say something.

"hurry up!"

"Her Majesty is at the harbour!"

"You can't let Her Majesty the Queen do anything!"

Simmons interrupted Elliott's words.

Simmons naturally knew what Elliot wanted to say.

Being 'borrowed' to use their power, they will die.

But compared to their deaths, Her Majesty's safety is the most important thing.

their glory!

their mission!

Everything about them!

It all comes from there-

"Die for Her Majesty the Queen!"

Simmons shouted loudly.

"Die for Her Majesty the Queen!"

The members of the remaining living group shouted together.

dead.

Not saying it casually.

They were already prepared.

Raymond, who was running with the gun in his hand, had red eyes.

But he didn't look back.

Nor did he cry.

Because tears will obstruct his vision.

He wants to find the best shooting angle.

The leader of the army of undead, Lederman, looked at the members of the desperate living group, put his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and waved his hand.

Immediately, the army of 200,000 undead moved into action.

They run out of the sea.

They're heading for 111 Durham Street.

They cannot stop meteorites from falling.

but,

They can be the strongest 'shield'!

They will stand in the way of their own Queen!

Lederman led the way.

Left and right battlefield undead walk side by side. starter

Twelve high-ranking evil spirits, three hundred special ghosts, three thousand ghosts, and the army of the 200,000 dead followed closely.

Just as the undead are about to set foot on the shore—

"and many more!"

"Look there!"

Raymond's voice suddenly rang out.

The legion of the living and the legion of the dead were startled.

Then, they looked in the direction where the meteorite fell.

They saw Jason jumping up.

That perfect illusion does not exist for the legions of the living and the dead who are loyal to Denise.

Because, Denise knew.

Also want them, they know.

So, they, they know.

The Legion of the Living and the Legion of the Dead watched as Jason pulled the flute out.

Obstacles are gone!

Elliott's picture-repetition sounded.

boom!

The secret magic circle in the center of the meteorite was activated.

Cracks appear in the center of the meteorite.

Then, spread.

Ultimately, broken.

Watching the gravel fly and fall.

Look at Jason standing below.

The legions of the living and the dead all bowed and saluted.

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

This is not a formal meeting.

But this is an endorsement.

Although what Her Majesty likes is what they, what they recognize.

But this time the recognition came from them, their hearts.

Lederman straightened up.

He looked at Raymond, the leader of the Living Man Corps.

"We're still too weak."

"A small new federation has us scrambling."

Said the leader of the Legion of the Dead.

"Um."

Raymond nodded without refuting.

Because, it's a fact.

A small accident almost put Her Majesty in danger, it's not that they are too weak or something.

The leader of the Legion of the Dead looked towards the sea.

"I'm going to take them to continue to accumulate strength!"

"In the deep sea, farther away, there are more ancient battlefields!"

"Those races that have passed away should have traces there!"

"Elves!"

"dwarf!"

"Beastman!"

"Even..."

"Dragon!"

"They should all gather under Her Majesty the Queen."

After Leidelman finished speaking lightly, he looked at Raymond.

Under the impression of the fire of the soul, Raymond smiled.

He knew what the other party was worried about.

"We will stay by His Majesty's side."

"Protect Your Majesty while improving yourself."

"same!"

"We will also gather more people to come under His Majesty's command."

Raymond, carrying his gun, promised.

Lederman nodded and walked straight to the sea.

The Legion of the Dead silently disappeared into the water just as they appeared.

The people of the living group also began to hide their whereabouts.

The biggest crisis is over.

'Pied Piper' is dead.

everything is over.

In fact, the 'Pied Piper' who was hit by the meteorite didn't die at first.

Relying on the defense of the 'giant airship', he escaped.

However, the seemingly complete body is almost fragmented.

but,

He is still alive!

As long as you live, there is hope!

Therefore, the 'Pied Piper' dragged the broken body and tried hard to keep himself away from the meteorite.

He still doesn't know why a little country girl can make the meteorite really fall.

But he knew that if he wanted to live, he had to stay away from that meteorite!

He tried.

He moved forward step by step.

but--

Woo!

puff!

The sound of breaking the air struck, and the Piper didn't have time to react, and was pierced through his body by a wide-blade and short-handled machete flying from behind, and then heavily nailed to the wall.

The Piper's eyes widened.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

where did the knife come from...

At the last moment of his life, the 'Pied Piper' thought puzzled.

Then, tilted his head.

Out of breath to death.