Chapter 35 Voting
Yesterday, when Granny Nada brought the black iron box, Karl felt a very special breath of danger from the black iron box, which was also full of deadly temptation.
But he soon discovered one thing, that it was the broken parts of some extremely powerful mysterious object, rather than the core part containing spiritual power.
There's nothing to eat.
If you can collect all the parts and cores, you will get a powerful and mysterious item that even the transparent bottle cannot compare to.
As the cavalrymen got closer, Carl once again felt that extremely special sense of danger.
It suddenly dawned on him that the cavalry commander was also carrying a broken part, which might be the reason why everyone had been chased.
Carl used his will to transform the white light into a weapon and threw it at the many enemies in front of him. The Rhean Baron Commander occupied a full half of the white light.
Endless white light kept shining in the sky, like sharp swords descending on the snow, landing on the bodies of half of the enemies.
Irene and the few others who could see this scene were subconsciously excited deep down.
They sensed that something was coming, the great Lord of the Lost, whose power was about to manifest itself in the world!
Baron Burlat suddenly sensed an extremely strong sense of danger!
He didn't understand what was going on and thought that a powerful enemy from the enemy country was attacking, so he subconsciously became alert.
The next moment, Baron Burlat suddenly found that the wall of fire no longer continued to shrink according to his thoughts, but gradually flew into the sky without any warning.
Everyone was stunned, and it was hard for them to comprehend what they were witnessing. A huge fireball in the sky burned the surrounding snowflakes, and it even had more heat than the previous wall of fire. It was just like the scorching sun in the sky!
"How is that possible!"
Baron Burlat was in disbelief and stared up at the sky in confusion. Although he could feel the heat of the flames around him, he still felt a chill deep in his bones.
"spread!"
He could only roar hysterically at the last moment.
The extremely huge flames suddenly fell like the giant fist of the god of destruction of the scorching sun, and instantly engulfed Baron Burlat and many cavalrymen, and even the snow on the ground was completely disappeared.
"boom!"
The explosion suddenly shocked everyone, and soon there was a tragic mess. Baron Burlat, who was at the center of the scene, was turned into a charred corpse on the spot. The noble bloodline of the ancient fire monster could not give him a chance to survive.
The raging flames did not engulf all the cavalry, consuming almost every bit of spiritual power, and Carl only marked half of the enemies.
The strange thing is that those enemies who were not marked by the white light were unharmed even if they were very close to the flame explosion. Their luck was amazing! It was like it was destined!
"Retreat, retreat quickly! Get out of here!"
The remaining cavalrymen were terrified, their hearts almost filled with fear. They thought that a powerful "monarch"-level warrior of Syat had suddenly arrived, and they no longer had any will to fight.
Without the blessing of magic circles, ordinary soldiers, no matter how many there are, will find it difficult to compete with the top-level "monarch" level of the third level. This is common knowledge in the armies of all countries.
When there is no top-level "monarch"-level strongman in the army, the "monarch"-level extraordinary people facing the enemy can choose to retreat based on their judgment and will not be punished by any upper level.
It is an unspoken rule supported by all countries that helps preserve overall strength.
If the two knights who could take over the command were still there, the frightened cavalry would still find an opportunity to return. However, the two knights had been attracted away by Lucius alone.
Carl watched the remaining cavalrymen gradually go away and felt a very familiar feeling of dizziness. Although the overall capacity of his soul was not affected, all the accumulated spiritual power was squandered.
He finally conveyed his will, coldly asking Irene to get the damaged parts carried by the cavalry commander, and then fell into a short sleep.
The people of Nasir stared at this scene in a daze. They suddenly witnessed a miracle from death and despair, and the emotions that surged in their hearts were extremely complex, an unbelievable mixture of confusion, bewilderment and joy.
"Great Lord of the Lost, I sincerely thank you for your merciful rescue, and I will also practice and fulfill your will."
Half of the girl's black hair has turned pure white, but her eyes are still bright.
She slowly stood up and walked towards the corpses, digging out a container that was not destroyed by the explosion. That was what the Lost Lord needed.
Irene really wanted to tell the world, look, that is the miracle caused by the great Lord of the Lost!
The gods have long since decayed and fallen, and only the great Lord of the Lost can intervene in the various disasters and sufferings of the world. Saving me is like being in dire straits.
However, she could only endure it silently and not say anything. The principle of "keeping secrets" was one of the mottos of the Fischer family, and the other was "discretion".
From the very beginning, the Fisher family set a rule that they could only proselytize someone with the consent of three family members.
“Survived!”
"It was a miracle! We were saved by God!"
"Really, that's, that's..."
Old woman Nada wanted to shout "The Lost Lord of the Dawn has sent down a miracle", but when she saw Irene's calm yet cold warning look, she immediately changed her words and continued speaking to the crowd.
"This is definitely a miracle from the Lord of Redemption! Our country has signed an agreement with the dog-like Rhea people, and it was witnessed by the Church of Redemption! Since the Rhea people violated the agreement, the God of Redemption will naturally not stand for it!"
Everyone had only a vague understanding of mystery and religion, and miracles were such rare things that in fact only a few people in the entire country could understand the principles behind them. For a moment, most people believed what Grandma Nada said.
Irene took a deep breath and said, "Keep moving forward. There are still many pursuers behind us. We must leave quickly."
Some kind of invisible close connection made her vaguely feel that the Lord of Loss seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. If the delay continued, everyone would be dead.
"etc!"
Byrne suddenly yelled, his eyes were red, and his emotions were obviously extremely unstable.
"My father hasn't come back yet. He just stopped some of the pursuers. He will be back soon... maybe he needs our rescue."
"Byrne, we had already agreed with him that if we were separated by accident, we would reunite in a safe place."
Irene's tone became extremely soft, full of compassion, yet completely unquestionable.
"Even if we go back, we will only hinder him, and miracles will never happen again. We must save ourselves."
Byrne gritted his teeth, finding it difficult to make such a painful decision: "But we can't just abandon him like this, he is for us."
The people who survived the disaster looked at each other in bewilderment. Even though they all wanted to escape as quickly as possible, they could not say such treacherous words, at least they could not be the first to speak.
"Many people fell behind on the way to escape, but we never looked back, right? Ms. Irene, Mr. Byrne, let's take a vote."
Old woman Nada suddenly looked at Byrne calmly and said softly:
"We all respect Mr. Lucius. His actions saved everyone, but as a mother, I also know his deepest wish, which is that he absolutely does not want you, Byrne, to go back."
"Also, you understand that he is not doing this for us, but for you."
After she finished speaking, a look of sadness appeared on her face. Until this moment, Granny Nada had no idea whether her three lost sons were still alive.
If they all died, Granny Nada had already decided to die deep in her heart.
The voting was completed in less than ten seconds. Seventy-one of the seventy-three people still alive raised their hands. Old Raymond hesitated for a while and looked at his son and raised his hand again. Only Byrne and Chris did not raise their hands.
Chris looked around at everyone silently, and people just thought that he was still young and didn't understand the meaning of voting.
Irene calmly stroked her brother's head and said, "Chris, you are so brave."
"But I'm a coward. I just want more people in my family to survive."
As everyone's eyes met, Byrne fell into deep silence.
He wanted to go back and look for his father alone, but he instinctively felt scared and frightened, and then he felt ashamed and angry because of this emotion. Finally, when he wanted to turn around, the words that Grandma Nada had just said emerged in his mind.
The last thing the man wanted was to go back by himself.
(End of this chapter)
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