Ivar's World.
The tranquility of the past was shattered within a single day. Across the vast world, pure white beacon beams of light rose one after another. From the island of Eternal Darkness in the far west to the easternmost reaches of the Plantagenet Empire, from the Ice Crystal Palace of the northern continent to the volcanic archipelago south of the equator, countless people were forced to temporarily step away from their lives and work to gaze at the pillars of light that broke through the layers of the atmosphere and ascended into the sky.
Since the Chaos Disaster of the Third Age, Sequence 9 and the Sages of various races have formed an alliance. If the disaster strikes again, the beacon light pillar that penetrates the sky and the earth will be like a beacon fire, spreading to every corner of the world, summoning and awakening every warrior to jointly resist this devastating calamity.
Today, such a beacon of light has reappeared in the world, announcing the end of the era of peaceful cultivation and the beginning of struggle and fighting again.
"Set sail and set sail!"
As the leading flagship raised the flag and long sails, the sailing ships behind it also set sail one after another. The vast white long sails sailed on the sea, and the sails filled by the south wind were boundless. They will fulfill the oath made thousands of years ago and arrive as promised, carrying the treasures of the seven seas.
In the center of the Sighing Mountains, the Poisonous Canyon.
The former canyon has become an endless abyss with no visible bottom, and its diameter has expanded to nearly ten kilometers. Millions of twisted creatures are swarming out of it.
Suddenly, a bright light rose from the darkness, followed by the second, the third, the fourth...
Nearly twenty pillars of light rose from the earth, like stars, flickering in brightness and illuminating the murky, dark world. The transcendent beings standing on the mountaintops, calling for strength and light, were none other than the sages who had sworn to protect the flame of civilization.
As they cast spells together, shining rays of light passed through layers of obstacles, linked up with each other, and began to construct a grand and extremely complex sealing array.
Clansia, Abyss County.
In the fortress guarding the edge of the vortex, a white-robed priest was looking at the gradually widening abyss in front of him. Countless shadows and white flames were fighting each other below, engaging in a brutal battle.
"Lord Zhua." A powerful knight in full armor approached from behind.
"More than half of our people guarding the abyss have died in the battle. Now the vortex is still expanding, and there are more and more phantoms..." He bowed and saluted.
"I understand, but I won't leave." The priest turned around, revealing her long hair that looked like a red cloud, and there was a rare peace and calmness on her beautiful face.
"I will stay here until the turning point comes."
After saying this, the new priest clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and prayed devoutly. A symbol that looked like the sun gradually lit up on his forehead.
She slowly floated up as if she had lost weight, rising into the air, like a faint starlight in the chaotic night.
Then a pair of brand new wings emerged from his back, slowly extending and unfurling, followed by a second pair of wings. The pure white wings were adorned with crimson patterns similar to the color of his hair, radiating a dazzling light.
Its power and momentum also rose steadily, slowly advancing from Angel Sequence 7 to Angel Sequence 8, and then reaching Angel Sequence 9 before gradually stabilizing.
Looking at the angel with flaming wings in the sky, the paladin below murmured to himself.
"Angel's Advent Ceremony..."
As the angel descended, a serpent sword burning with an eternal flame emerged from the air and was grasped in his hand. As he swung the sword, crimson flames swept through, rushing towards the endless vortex of the abyss.
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Holy Mountain of Karenriel, headquarters of the church.
The beacon's beam of light rose from the central church, and the sound of thousands of bells echoed among the mountains and valleys. The once peaceful and tranquil sanctuary was now in turmoil, with members of the Zodiac running around and members of the Knights who had gathered in a hurry.
At the headquarters of the Knights of the Holy Lance, Grand Master Odysseus was riding a horse and standing in front of everyone.
At this critical moment, the results of daily hard training were revealed. Knights holding holy spears and dressed neatly were gathering in the square. They were arranged closely, and their armor engraved with sacred patterns reflected a faint holy white halo in the sunlight.
"Holy Spear, move!"
At a command, nearly 80,000 Holy Lance Knights followed the Grand Commander and headed towards the southern side of the continent.
As they set off, the phalanxes of priests standing by the road gave them their final blessings.
"May light and wind forever protect you..." As tens of thousands of prayers rang out, hazy halos of light enveloped the warriors, making them stronger, swifter, and more dazzling. Suit after suit of armor, cloak after cloak, figure after figure, like flowing golden wind.
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Mozwa, the city of clock towers.
The originally suppressed underground abyss suddenly cracked open, breaking through the blockade barrier on the ground. At its edge, many twisted shadows began to surge out like a blowout.
The angels in the sky are still suppressing and fighting, but among the several chaos vortexes that have been revealed so far, this one is the newest, has the largest rift, and is the most difficult to deal with.
Hundreds of thousands of phantoms roamed the land and cities, devouring and corroding every living thing they saw. Wherever they went, grass and trees withered, and creatures went mad, struggling and twisting before dying.
What is even more worrying is that Mozwa is close to the ocean, and many phantoms have entered the sea and drifted to the unknown distance, and who knows how much poison and pollution they will bring to the world.
The soldiers in the city had already been awakened by the urgent bells. Following the officers' instructions, they quickly evacuated the city with the original residents. At the same time, a group of elite knights stayed behind to help cover their retreat and clear out the phantoms that were hindering the evacuation.
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