Chapter 449 God and His Chosen People
As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, the whole family will prosper.
This sentence couldn't be more appropriate to describe the current situation of the cemetery.
Luo Yan still remembered his promise that he would not take all the glory for himself. At this moment, he fulfilled the Demon King's promise to his loyal demon generals.
"...From now on, you have been promoted."
On the throne.
Luo Yan slowly raised his hand, and a blue light emerged from his palm, and gradually took shape as his thoughts condensed.
It was not the power of any element, nor did it contain any sacred or evil aura.
Looking at Thanos kneeling on one knee under the stone steps, Luo Yan stretched out his index finger and guided the dazzling light into the center of Thanos' eyebrows.
Only by opening your heart without reservation and letting go of all defenses deep in your soul can you accept this power bestowed by faith.
There is no doubt——
Thanos meets the requirements for advancement.
Feeling the power surging from deep within his soul, the two-meter-tall half-blood shadow demon was so moved that he almost choked with sobs, his voice trembling slightly along with his shaking shoulders.
"Your Majesty... I swear to the Demon God that my soul will be forever loyal to you! Until the end of time, until my ripples completely disappear from this world!"
He never imagined that a criminal like himself would be promoted by the Demon King when it came to rewarding people for their merits!
How wise this is!
Thanos was so touched that he couldn't express it in words. That adult saw everything - whether it was his mistakes or all the efforts he made to make up for them!
No more wise demon king will ever descend upon this dark tomb.
In order to repay this trust and affirmation, he swore an oath in an unprecedentedly solemn voice!
If anyone dares to betray the Demon King, he swears that he will personally cut that guy's throat with the dagger in his hand, torture that guy's soul in the most cruel way, and make him regret coming to this world!
Not only Thanos, but also the "Thorn Demon General" and "Blood Blade Demon General" standing beside were shocked by His Majesty's enlightenment.
It turns out that this unfathomable adult has more than just a sinister side. He is ruthless in both rewarding and punishing!
Although Thanos's contribution was seen by the demons, he had used a tampered teleportation array to throw the newly arrived demon king in the face of Grand Duke Campbell.
This one thing alone is enough to kill this smart guy without a burial place, even the devil will not forgive his crime!
However, their ruthless Majesty, who crushed Elder Zakro to ashes without blinking an eye, actually let the traitor Thanos go!
certainly--
Having said that, they actually had no right to accuse that guy of treason. After all, they themselves were not completely innocent either.
After all, when the Demon King first arrived, none of them appeared by his side. They either hid in the lower level of the maze to watch the joke, or pretended not to see it, until they could no longer laugh and then they surrendered again.
If even Thanos was forgiven, then those who also felt guilty could probably stand up straighter.
At least you don't have to bury your head and show your loyalty timidly while wondering when to run away with your belongings to another area.
Taking in the expressions of all the demons, Luo Yan curled up the corners of his mouth into a barely perceptible smile.
First he displayed his ruthless tactics to scare them, then he used gentle tactics to show them his kindness... Reggie Dragun's former subordinates had been completely obedient to him.
The art of ruling is also one of the compulsory courses in Demon King Academy.
He clearly remembered that the professor who taught this technique warned them in class that the order could not be reversed, nor could they only know one part without knowing the other.
Otherwise, either those country demons would think that a softie who was easy to fool had come to the Magic City, or they would sacrifice cohesion because of excessive brutality.
Of course.
That professor is just talking big on paper. If Luo Yan were to give lectures to his junior students, he would probably be able to do a better job.
The core of the Demon King can be summed up in one sentence—
That is how unfathomable the Demon King is!
After admiring the various demons' expressions for a moment, Luo Yan slowly spoke in a commanding voice.
"...Rise up, Thanos. Your past achievements are worthy of my reward."
Looking at Thanos who stood up respectfully, he changed the subject and continued.
"But you must also remember that I will continue to watch over you. If I discover that you have broken your oath, I'm afraid only the Demon God can forgive you."
"yes……"
Thanos withdrew with humility.
He didn't get promoted to diamond level immediately, probably because he still lacked some experience, but Luo Yan could see that he wasn't far behind.
It's just a difference of one or two levels, and I was promoted quickly.
Luo Yan cast his gaze towards Arakdo, who was crawling at the bottom of the stairs. The latter immediately understood and shouted in a hoarse and sharp voice.
"Blood Blade Demon General Grak!"
When the Demon King was not around, the patient Arakdo didn't dare to say a word, but now he can finally hold his head high!
Of course he wouldn't miss this opportunity and have a great time!
Even if no one cares what a burrow spider is thinking secretly.
The burly orc warrior stepped forward with heavy steps, knelt on one knee and bowed his head with humility and excitement.
"His Majesty……"
As before, Luo Yan first affirmed Grak's loyalty and hard work, then raised his hand slightly, used the power of the divine nature to condense a "diamond seed" in his palm, and sank it into the latter's brow under Grak's excited gaze.
Although soul level does not mean absolute strength, its particularity determines the upper limit of a person's extraordinary power.
For example, Luo Yan's own soul level had been raised to Grandmaster in Xuebang, but the level was only LV125, which was still 5 levels away from the Amethyst above Diamond.
The gap is neither big nor small.
Because the higher the level of combat power, the rarer it is, it is still somewhat difficult to improve strength through simple combat.
The division of faith continues.
After the Blood Blade Demon General came the Thorn Demon General, and then the Frost Iron Demon General.
Although the latter's body is in the lower level of the maze, its clone also houses a part of its soul, so there is no difference.
In addition to Reggie Dragun's four former subordinates, there are also Tyrael Moonblade of the Grey Wind Tribe, and Octo who guards the first level of the maze, etc.
Even Thanos, the "Shadow Demon General" who had once betrayed him, was promoted fairly, not to mention the "corpse" who had been loyally following the Demon King from the beginning.
Of course, Octo is no longer just a simple corpse ghost. With the passage of time and the accumulation of memories, he has formed a new personality and become the strongest of the gecko clan.
Including the former member of the Silver Scimitar, the zombie "Bond" who is as good at using broadswords as the sword master Gaunt, and Sarah who stood next to Luo Yan, were also promoted.
As for Zhuangzhuang of the Ironfang Tribe, Fudo of the Soul of Rock and Earth, and Arakdo of the Shadow Weavers... they only received platinum-level rewards because of their limited presence in the cemetery and the small size of their own tribes.
Finally, there is Sissi.
Luo Yan naturally gave special care to this loyal little devil as an extra reward.
In addition to granting her the diamond seed that would elevate her soul, he also prepared a special gift for her.
Or rather—
It was for the nightmare land behind her.
"Sissi, give me your sword."
"Yes, Lord Demon!"
Without any hesitation, Queen Sissi knelt on one knee at the foot of the stone steps, respectfully took out her sword and presented it with both hands.
To the little devil, it was undoubtedly a long sword, but to Luo Yan, it looked more like a slender dagger.
But that doesn't matter.
As long as the person using the weapon feels comfortable with it, that's fine.
Luo Yan held the dagger in his palm, and then a faint blue light surged out from his palm and merged into the cold iron.
That is a diamond seed.
After trying in the Twilight Province, he has mastered the technique of making artifacts. He only needs to imagine the user wielding it, then inject this memory into the soul image made by the power of faith and attach it to the weapon.
Strictly speaking, crafting the power of faith into a divine artifact is much more reliable than bestowing it upon an individual. However, divine artifacts also have their own problems and cannot completely replace transcendents with greater subjective initiative.
After all, a dead object cannot write an epic on its own; only another living soul can create a new legend.
Both Saint Sith and the Demon God grew up in this way.
Sissi looked at the incredible scene on the throne in surprise, and her wine-red eyes gradually filled with crystal tears.
"His Majesty……"
Looking at Xixi, who was so moved that her eyes were filled with tears, Luo Yan smiled gently and spoke in a solemn and majestic tone.
"This is a reward for your loyalty."
He gently waved his magic wand, causing the "long sword" that had been baptized by divine light to float down the stone steps and gently land on Sissi's shoulder.
"You once wielded this sword, appearing before me like lightning, and guarding my throne. And the fact that our legend continues to this day is due to your contributions, no less than yours standing here."
"It will serve as the sacred artifact of the Nightmare Land, passed down by a tribesman you deem worthy, and become an unforgettable nightmare in the hearts of our enemies."
"From now on, its name will be 'Eternal Nightmare'!"
The power of an artifact is not determined by the designer, but is summarized by the user through continuous understanding in the process of building a legend.
Just like the Legend of Light, it was just a sharp sword at first, but later, as the legend was passed down from generation to generation in the Campbell family, it gradually acquired incredible power, and was no longer limited to the form of a sword, let alone the weapon itself.
Luo Yan believes that the little demons in the Nightmare Land also have such potential, and Sissi and her successors will find the most appropriate use.
…
A total of 10 diamond seeds were distributed for this soul level enthronement, with a total cost of 0.1% of the faith share, which is equivalent to 1 amethyst seed.
In addition to the diamond and platinum level rewards, a group of peripheral members of the cemetery and the minions under the demon general also received rewards.
For example, Yossi and Missy from Nightmare Land.
They are Sissi's right-hand men and women, and there is a high probability that the next queen of Nightmare Land will be born among them.
For example, there is Zerik of the Gecko Clan, Lady Arachnos of the Shadow Weaver Clan, and Matt, a priest active in the Silverpine Town Church.
They all received gold-level rewards.
I won’t go into details about the silver level below that. Many players have reached this level with the help of contribution points, and there are even a few players who are leveling up quickly and are about to reach the gold level.
After the enfeoffment meeting ended, Luo Yan drove away the demons and returned to his bedroom in the cemetery.
Sitting down and meditating, he looked at the statistics panel that came into view, and an expression of emotion appeared on his face.
"Sure enough, whether it's an emperor or a god, they always feel the best when they first ascend the throne."
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Godhead: Luo Yan
Legendary Factors: The Demon King of Thunder County, the Flame King south of the Wanren Mountains, the generous, wealthy, and benevolent Prince Colin, the civilian councilor born in the Demon Temple, the founder of science, the son of God in the Twilight Province...
Influence share: 2.2% (↑0.4)
Overdraft limit: 0%
Control efficiency: 100%
Myth Seed (Demigod): 0
Legendary Seed (Grandmaster): 1
Amethyst Seed (Amethyst): 0
Diamond Seed (Diamond): 12
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——Creating a divine artifact——
[Grail Shield (Diamond), Champion Axe (Diamond), Eternal Nightmare (Diamond)]
At this moment, he is like an emperor holding a handful of "titles".
As long as you don’t throw all the accumulated power of faith to the players to squander, you will never be able to use it all up just to seal the demon generals!
As for why not just throw it all to the players?
That's of course because there are too many guys who go against the will of heaven, and they are very jealous of each other. Of course, he has to be more cautious and use the power of rules to carefully send them to different ecological niches.
Another thing is that the death of a player does not mean there is no punishment for him. The more powerful the player is, the more faith power he needs to consume to resurrect.
It just so happens that this part of consumption is difficult to quantify, just like the power of faith that the temple in the cemetery gains in every worship, which fluctuates like the ebb and flow of the tide and will only be reflected in the "control efficiency" after it has an impact.
After all, the player's resurrection mechanism is different from the general demon's reincarnation mechanism. Every time they are resurrected, it is equivalent to "crowned" them with the power of the gods.
However, if the death penalty for players is increased, so that they have to start leveling up from the beginning with their soul level every time they die, just like those NPCs who die and are reincarnated, most players will definitely not be able to accept it.
The only option is to allow most players to maintain a relatively "reasonable" level, which will minimize the burden on the belief system of the cemetery and provide a relatively better gaming experience for players.
At least this is a compromise until more sources of faith power are obtained.
Looking at the Demon King who seemed to be inflated, Youyou, who was floating beside Luo Yan, whispered a reminder.
"Master Demon King, you'd better take it easy. Everything will expand over time. If you seal 10 a year, that will be 100 in 10 years, and 10,000 in 1,000 years..."
Although it had never seen Saint Sith, it believed that Saint Sith must have been as arrogant as its respected Majesty in the beginning, and it sealed the power of faith snatched from the old gods with a wave of its hand.
After all, we are dividing someone else's cake, so of course we will not be lenient.
As a thousand years pass and the descendants are endless, the total amount of the faith map will not change, but the epic will become thicker and thicker.
Even if not all souls are reincarnated in the same era, and not every noble soul pursues extraordinary powers that surpass everyone else...the top powerhouses have also seriously encroached on the territory of faith.
Luo Yan certainly knew what Youyou was worried about, but its worries were obviously unnecessary.
He had already thought about the future.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
The gods of the Second Age filled the gaps in the belief system of the gods of the First Age, but they still had their own limitations.
As a demon king who is well-versed in the history of Hell and humanity, and has received inspiration from the virtual world, he will fill in the missing puzzle pieces of Saint Sith and the Demon God in the coming Third Era...
…
Just as the Demon King returned to his loyal cemetery, the Salvation Army entrenched in the Quemu Territory, led by Saint Kallen, marched towards the Griffin Cliff Territory that had fallen into the flames of war.
It was the earldom west of Dusk City, once the territory of Earl Thord Swift, but now it was occupied by "The Executioner" Aka and his men.
It turned out that this group of ruthless killers did no better than Count Solder.
Thord, who strictly abided by the chivalric code, was at most a little poor and could not conjure up food to feed everyone.
These guys completely followed the "Three Alls" strategy: they robbed everything, killed everything, and burned everything. They dug three meters underground to scrape off the remaining food, and even demolished the farmers' latrines to get the wheat paste stuck on the walls.
It is not entirely accurate to say that they did this because they could not survive.
After all, Quartermaster Silas had actually solved their supply problems. With the support of his ratmen brothers in the Wanren Mountains, he hadn't let his brothers starve.
However, he did not let them eat too much.
Not only that, he also issued orders to the "logistics team" responsible for collecting food and fodder, requiring them to make food and fodder collection their top priority and to meet the logistics supply at all costs.
In order to please Quartermaster Silas and the god that everyone knew, all the thousand captains and even centurions carried out the Whispers of Chaos like crazy.
And this crazy demand led to an extreme situation.
There was so much food in Griffin Cliff that it couldn't be eaten up, and it even gave away to the greedy mice.
In a village not far from the castle, a group of children who were so thin that they were just skin and bones were cutting the flesh of a dead person, sawing it bit by bit with a palm-sized knife like cutting tree bark.
At first everyone was terrified and even sobbed quietly, but soon they didn't even have the strength to cry, or maybe they had become accustomed to it, and were left with only numb expressions.
Sometimes the undead rise up.
That was their biggest threat, but for many it was also a relief.
Gaunt clenched his fists tightly, and his calm eyes were filled with suppressed anger. He wished he could pull the buried Aka out of the ground and beat him to death with his sword again.
Letting that guy die like this is such a blessing for him!
However, when he thought about the stubborn soul that would be trapped in the hive city forever, the lingering anger in his heart reconciled with the dead man.
At least--
Those who are still alive must be saved.
“…Son of God.”
Kallen, who was riding on the horse, had a sad expression on her face. She lowered her head, muttered something silently, and then dismounted.
She walked over to the group of children, tore the bread in her arms into several pieces and distributed them to them.
“…Eat mine.”
The children looked up blankly and looked at their sister squatting next to them, stunned for a moment.
They didn't know what to say, they just took the bread tremblingly, bit it in their mouths, and their eyes moistened in an instant. They sobbed and gobbled it up voraciously...
Brennan, riding on his horse, said nothing. He just held the battle axe in his hand and looked gloomily at the fortress in the distance, as well as the green flags that noticed them and gradually gathered.
Judging from their chaotic actions, they were obviously panicked and did not seem to expect that their "harmless" neighbor would appear here.
According to the captives, Akka set out without alarming anyone.
He led the elite troops alone to attack Quemu Territory under the order of "Quartermaster" Silas.
Obviously, he didn't take himself seriously at all, but he didn't expect that the Sword Saint was also in Quemu Territory, and even lived in the Wheat Field Village dozens of kilometers away from the castle.
However, despite being in a panic, the Green Forest Army was not weak and still assembled a team of 10,000 people.
Obviously they have not realized the seriousness of the problem and even tried to stop the invading enemy outside the castle.
"...It seems Chaos' lackeys have no intention of surrendering," Gaunt said calmly. "Leave the strongest one to me."
He didn't want his sword to be stained with too much human blood. Someone once warned him that it would cause his soul to be lost in another kind of chaos.
Although he will not show mercy when it is time to take action.
Brennan didn't say much, just nodded, then raised his hand and swung it forward.
"kill--!"
"Kill!!!" The moment he finished speaking, an even louder roar shook the earth.
The moment they heard the order, the ancestors of Maitian Village who were following the army took the lead in launching the charge.
Those running "Holy Spirits" brandished a variety of weapons, and with the creaking sounds, they successfully attracted the first round of long-range firepower from the Green Forest Army. Dense arrows and bullets penetrated the gaps between their ribs, and only a few unlucky ones were knocked to the ground.
Looking at this army of skeletons, the generals of the Green Forest Army were dumbfounded.
They never expected that these guys who claimed to be saviors would be so shameless as to bring the undead to the battlefield.
Don’t they claim to believe in Saint Sis?
This Saint Sis's name is Bayeli, right?!
However, the battlefield is not the place to consider such things, not to mention that they themselves are not so clean. The Plaguefang Assassins from the Carrion Clan have long been active in the forefront of the Green Forest Army!
Two dark green figures passed through and headed straight for Kallen who was standing next to several children.
Intuition told the two ratmen that this human was the weakest! Killing her would severely damage the morale of the army!
However, if they can think of it, how could their enemies not think of it?
Just when they were about to succeed, a holy light like a city wall stood in front of them!
The distance of just twenty meters seemed as far as across a vast ocean!
Holding the holy shield, Leiden strode forward and looked at the ratman assassin who was exposed to the holy light with a terrified face. The long sword in his right hand flipped a sword flower and pointed directly at the trembling beard and nose.
"Rat—"
"Look this way!"
The whistling rain of arrows once again poured down on the ancestors of Wheat Field Village, and each skeleton was hit by at least five or six arrows.
Hearing the shouts from the front line, the Green Army's archers and musketeers finally realized that they had encountered their natural enemy.
However, they are not the Campbell people who fight with the devil all year round. If they were Campbell archers, they would definitely change to fire arrows or blunt-headed arrows at the first moment.
The opportunity on the battlefield was fleeting, and the archers who missed the window for two volleys were about to retreat to the rear row.
But the Salvation Army did not let these guys go.
Arriving before the ancestors of Wheatfield Village were the "Grenade Cavalry" trained by the Demon King himself!
These citizen cavalrymen holding dwarf hand cannons are in high spirits!
There was rage burning in their eyes. They looked at the guys wearing green turbans as if they were a group of man-eating beasts, and they wished they could tear them into pieces.
It's not just for the simple justice in my heart—
It is also to draw a clear line with the past!
Hundreds of meters passed in a flash.
Looking at the group of archers who retreated hastily behind the front line, they placed the butts of their guns on the shoulder straps engraved with runes and, as they had practiced countless times, pulled the triggers without hesitation.
"Bang--!!!"
The noisy white mist rushed forward like surging waves, and with it came hundreds of fist-sized shrapnel bombs, which slammed into the formation of the Green Forest Army that had not yet formed!
The explosion sounded like thunder, and broken shrapnel flew like rain!
The flames instantly tore the crooked line into pieces, blowing away both the Green Turbans who were trying to gather and the retreating Green Turbans!
The scene can only be described as tragic, but the person who fired the gun did not hesitate at all, he just felt relieved.
"ah--!"
"Arm, my arm!"
The soldiers wearing green turbans screamed and retreated in fear. Before they even came into close combat with the enemy, a large number of corpses were left behind!
"Hold the formation! If anyone dares to take a step back, I will chop him into pieces and chop off his entire family!"
The captain, sword in hand, tried to urge the crumbling soldiers to hold their ground. He didn't know if his men had families, but he shouted anyway.
However, it was his rough voice that brought him fatal disaster.
Before he could come to his senses, he saw a huge sword coming towards him and piercing straight through his chest.
"laugh--"
The flesh and blood body was cut into two pieces. Looking at the bloody and hideous face of their leader, the guards around were terrified.
They all had the strength of the fine steel level, and some were even at the silver level, but they were frightened by this sword and had no courage to resist.
Gaunt didn't waste any words with them. He swung the sword in his hand and swept across like a meteor. The terrifying sword energy brought with it a bloody storm on the chaotic battlefield.
"Blade Storm—"
He had only used this trick in the desert outside the pass to deal with hordes of ogres!
A big hole was opened in the middle of the Green Forest Army, and they were defeated in the moment of close combat with the Salvation Army. They threw away their weapons, tore off their turbans, and fled backwards like birds and beasts, trying to escape into the village and blend into the villagers' group.
But this is obviously wishful thinking.
At least in the Griffin Cliff area, they were the best fed. The Savior Army brothers could pull these guys out of the crowd and throw them to where the prisoners should be without the villagers pointing them out.
After shaking off the blood on his sword, Gaunt turned his gaze towards the castle not far away.
The castle's drawbridge was closed, but for him it was just a matter of one sword.
In the past, he would have been afraid of brewing greater consequences and would have avoided fighting the organized rebels, but now that he stood with the Saviors, he no longer had to worry about these things.
His comrades behind him would handle the aftermath for him, including rescuing refugees, handling prisoners of war, and preventing a vacuum of order from leading to an even more brutal purgatory...
He just had to swing his sword forward, and that happened to be what he did best.
As the siege began, thousands more corpses were added to the blood-stained walls of Griffin Cliff Castle.
Last time, it was the kingdom's defenders who died with their eyes wide open, but this time, it was corpses wearing green turbans that filled the castle courtyard...
The siege lasted less than half a day.
Before sunset the holy flag of the Salvation Army was hoisted on the castle tower.
Looking at the desecrated corpses hanging on the city wall, Gaunt silently cut the ropes, destroyed the altar of Chaos, and closed his eyes for the loyal general.
The setting sun gradually sank into the end of the forest. It might take a long time for that light to rise again...
Just as Griffin Cliff Castle changed hands again, Kailan, who was far away in the outer city of Dusk City, angrily threw the military briefing on the table.
"Brennan...is this traitor crazy?!"
He thought he had been kind to Brennan. Not only did he help him become one of the twelve leaders, he also handed over ten thousand-man teams to attack Quemu Territory to this guy, and even forgave him for his betrayal by changing his flag!
However, it now seems that his conscience has been fed to the dogs after all! This two-faced traitor can't wait to wag his tail and beg for mercy from the lackeys of Saint Sis!
They even drew their swords against their former brothers!
"Griffin Cliff Castle is equivalent to the western gate of Dusk City. We must do something!" A leader stabbed the dagger fiercely on the map and said fiercely.
This statement was recognized by many people, and voices of support were heard one after another in the military tent.
Although the siege is at its most critical stage and the Campbells in the distance are pressing forward, if they lose the key strategic location of Griffin Bluff, their siege of Dusk City will be in danger!
"Longbowman" Reese frowned, feeling that there was something fishy behind this military intelligence.
It doesn't make sense that Brennan would be so impatient to send troops to Griffin Cliff Castle just when he had just established a foothold in Sparrowwood Territory.
Moreover, there were nearly 50,000 defenders stationed there. How could it be captured so quickly?
There must be some intelligence behind this that they have overlooked!
Or perhaps, some important information was deliberately concealed by someone with ulterior motives...
At this time, Silas, the "quartermaster", who rarely spoke on military deployment, suddenly coughed and said.
"This isn't a solution. I propose sending an army to Griffin Cliff Territory and Sparrowwood Territory, led by Black Beast Sloane and Alchemist Gene respectively... We need to teach our Iron Bull a lesson before he causes even greater harm."
Standing next to the command table, the man wearing a one-eye mask nodded slightly, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.
Not far from him, another guy with a bandage around his chin had a thoughtful look in his eyes, but after a moment he nodded slightly.
There are only eight of the twelve bosses left now.
But no one was afraid.
Because as their companions died, their strength gradually grew stronger.
Not only that, all the brothers who are on the expedition will become stronger than when they are together.
The first boss to break through the diamond level should be Malachi, the "Butcher" who went the farthest, followed by Aka, the "Executioner" who stayed behind in the Griffin Cliff Territory.
Now, Rolandal, the "Songteller" who is far away in Quietwater Territory and fighting with Irene Campbell, is on the verge of a breakthrough!
Perhaps it won’t be long before a purple crystal-level expert will be born in their team!
They have more or less realized the secret to becoming stronger, which is to prove their bravery to the whispers in the dark!
so……
The backer behind them is actually the "Flame of Destruction"?
Fate is always strangely similar, and the little mice in the Wanren Mountains often don't understand what they are believing in.
But that doesn't matter.
At least the power they obtained was not false. Compared to the indifferent Saint Sith, Chaos really gave them guns, cannons and extraordinary powers.
As long as they can please the whispers in the dark!
Looking at the "Black Beast" and the "Alchemist" who decided to take a gamble, Silas raised a barely perceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, and his fat index finger gently played with the coins under the table.
Of course, he knew he was also a sacrifice on the altar, but the final round was getting closer and closer to him...
At the same time, in the distant Jingshuitan Territory.
Irene Campbell, who had just experienced a fight, was pale and breathing slightly.
Theresa looked at her worriedly, and a trace of self-blame welled up in her heart.
If only I could be a little stronger, maybe I could share some of the burden with His Highness...
pity.
it's out of the question.
Few people know that the grace of the Holy Light is balanced across every land.
At least it is a relative balance.
When the family that rules this land is diligent enough and the lords of all generations are full of martial virtue, it is impossible for the knight family under its command to give birth to a soul capable of cultivating a superior extraordinary person.
The Campbells are undoubtedly such a family.
They have been fighting against the Demon King of Thunder County for generations, and the Grand Dukes of all generations have never slacked off in martial arts, so the strength of the knights under their command is close to the average level.
This is certainly a good thing for ordinary people. The competition among many players sounds full of opportunities, but ordinary people often play the role of the deer hiding from others.
However, from the perspective of a childhood playmate, Theresa found it hard not to feel sorry for her lord and friend.
"Your Highness... Please rest for a while before the next battle."
"I'm fine."
Irene raised her arm, wiped the sweat from her cheek, and hid the fatigue that flashed in her eyes.
"Only I can deal with Rolandal... I cannot let my people take risks for me."
That guy's magic was extremely vicious, and while he wasn't good at single combat, he was able to cause huge casualties to her soldiers.
In the previous battle, she successfully injured the guy, and then he hid in the forest and didn't come out.
After suffering several defeats, the Green Army finally found a way to fight against the Campbells.
That is to avoid a large-scale decisive battle, and instead adopt a dispersed attack with small forces, consuming the manpower of the Northern Rescue Army... and at the same time consuming the power of the "Light of Legend".
Rolandal knew very well that he was no match for the divine weapon that even the Demon King was afraid of.
But it is also clear that the legendary power is not infinite, but is fueled by the life of the wielder.
He could easily exchange those worthless lives in his hands for Irene's life.
"...But I think your opponent doesn't seem to care much. I suggest you keep some of the strength in your hands. It will be of great use later." The dwarf general standing next to them muttered, but ultimately did not persuade them much. After all, this was the human heroes' own choice.
Irene was silent for a long time and did not answer, but her thoughts drifted to the distant continent of Janna.
Whenever she felt particularly tired, she would involuntarily think of that heartwarming smile and the voice that made her relieve all her fatigue.
He seemed to know everything and see everything. He always gave her the best of both worlds when she was most confused. He even helped her to resolve the rift between her and her brother and open her heart to face her own inner feelings...
I don't know if Mr. Colin is okay.
Perhaps because she was worried that life was as fleeting as morning dew, she had never missed that name so much.
It had been a long time since she left for the war, and she hadn't had time to write to him...
I didn't mean to not reply to his letter. I hope he didn't misunderstand anything.
(End of this chapter)
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