Chapter 1290 - 37: Scorching Sun Above

Beyond everyone’s expectations, the pitch-black giant sank behind the clouds, the shadow rapidly expanding until the sea of clouds could no longer support it and collapsed.

For a moment, a high-pitched ringing echoed by the ears.

The iron-gray Iron Whale crashed through the sea of clouds, like a falling meteor, swiftly diving toward the street.

Pressure soared to its limit in an instant, even the experienced Red Falcon displayed fear.

But Red Falcon felt that it was not a big deal, thinking that anyone witnessing such a giant object rushing forward would be momentarily petrified, more importantly, not everyone has the experience of being hit by a War Airship.

"Fly...airship," Red Falcon said with difficulty.

With the ever-expanding shadow, as darkness spread, the heartbeat also accelerated to a set point.

The Iron Whale suddenly lifted, rising along the edge of the buildings, colliding with the edges and bricks, amid broken smoke and dust, fragments scattered, light bands moved around, they are hanging steel cables, swinging wildly on the street like giant blades.

Pedestrians hurriedly avoided, the ground was split open with huge cracks, street lamps were fiercely knocked down, along with walls and glass around them shattered.

"Get away!"

Seeing a steel cable about to whip a few people, Shao Liangye shouted, at such speed being hit by a steel cable would be no different from being struck by a giant blade, but at this moment, Lorenzo finally made a move.

He took a deep breath, at this moment suddenly remembered Mrs. Van Rudd, recalling she was a valiant Aerial Cavalry before retiring.

Lorenzo tightened his sword bag on his back, without saying a word, directly ran towards the steel cable.

Dense Iron Armor wrapped around his body, he leaped fiercely, the ground cracked under this immense pressure.

An arm grabbed a steel cable, like choking life, the violently shaking steel cable was held firmly by Lorenzo, the next moment Lorenzo pulled the cable, carried by the ascending War Airship into the high sky, rushing into the depths of the sea of clouds.

Several people could only stand dumbfounded, witnessing Lorenzo’s figure growing smaller and smaller until it merged with the scarlet light.

Lorenzo rose into the sky, the cold wind rushing over, on the War Airship, those at the control console awoke from their daze, he was unsure what had happened, but the soldiers beside him who had already drawn their firearms knew what kind of perilous operation these people had just executed.

According to strategy, the War Airship should be approaching the Broken Dome, but suddenly everyone lost control, diving down with the War Airship.

"What...happened?"

They looked at each other, their hearts only slowly swirling fear.

Lorenzo hung below, among the red light before his eyes, he could see the expanding shadow, the Broken Dome close at hand.

It’s his first time doing this, truth be told it’s very risky, but this is necessary.

Lorenzo’s most familiar Black Angel since the Silent Sea expedition can be considered completely damaged, after being contained again by the Perpetual Motion Pump, Lorenzo never saw it again.

Under such circumstances, except using this riskier method, Lorenzo really can’t find a way to quickly reach the Broken Dome, as for [Gap] traversing...

Lorenzo relying on this power can indeed quickly reach the Broken Dome, but ultimately that’s his vessel, the power he can exert is limited, reaching by this way is meaningless except for dying.

"It’s really high..."

Lorenzo sighed, actually thinking carefully, going personally to face Roger seems no different from sending himself to death.

But Lorenzo had to do this, under these circumstances, he is the only one in Old Dunling capable of stopping Roger.

Lorenzo is always cunning, but facing absolute power suppression, all schemes appear pale and powerless, his mind blurred, and soon he will reach the Broken Dome to confront Roger.

As for what happens after... Lorenzo didn’t think, nor did he know how.

Accompanied by breaking through the clouds, bursts of flames erupted from the War Airship, they crossed the sky, falling into the Broken Dome, the massive explosion lit up everything, along with the cold rain mist being dispelled.

Lorenzo let go of the steel cable, falling into the depths of the flames.

...

"War...airship."

Percival looked up, at this desperate moment, these Iron Whales roaming among the sea of clouds finally arrived at the battlefield, after a brief pause, more flames fell behind Percival, conducting fire suppression.

The Broken Dome is situated atop the Dunling Tower, to avoid further damage, the War Airship controlled its firepower, continually firing projectile heads that resembled Spears of Melting.

High-temperature metal disintegrated in mid-air, evenly coating molten metal behind, making the temperature extremely scalding, causing Percival difficulty breathing.

She wanted to escape, but at the edge of this high tower, she had nowhere to go and could only keep retreating until reaching the edge of high altitude.

Looking down below, in Percival’s view, everything in Old Dunling appeared so small, piled together, relentlessly extending towards the horizon’s end until it couldn’t be seen clearly anymore.

Flocks of crows flew, emitting mournful cries.

Amidst the rising flames, a vague figure slowly stood up, his body adorned with flames, dripping with slowly flowing steel.

Roger was completely wrapped in dense Iron Armor, flames surged between armor gaps, like a blazing white sun.