Chapter 88 Chapter 88 The devil said no, not too much...
The next morning, a gloomy sky enveloped the Kingdom of Kretz.
The fourth prince had been on the run for nearly a day, but the eldest prince still hadn't noticed anything. This was all thanks to Lin Miao, who suddenly remembered an employer's half-and-half personality before leaving the prison. He had an idea and used the "transplantation" skill on Alvin, but he didn't expect that he could actually copy his doll.
After the five thousand soldiers raised by the four princes joined the Knights of Tam, Alwyn took advantage of this opportunity and personally led the army to attack the side gate of the Gray King's City.
The one who knocked out the guard and opened the city gate for him was a nobleman named Monroe.
It is worth mentioning that Mengluo is the third princess’ husband’s family.
Thinking about the background of the third princess Mennie and the occasional eye contact between her and Alwen at the wedding banquet, Lin Miao understood in his heart - before him, the ally in Alwen's palace and the informant who collected intelligence on the aristocrats for him must be Mennie without a doubt.
The Kingdom's army, upon hearing the news, met Alwin's army head-on, and an extremely fierce battle broke out in an instant.
It was at this time that Lin Miao discovered that what Alvin said, "I am also a follower of light," was not only true, but also worth the money.
The cloak behind the armor was blown high by the wind and waves caused by the gathering of spiritual power. The blond young man formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and white light flashed on his fingertips. The complex formation instantly locked down the opposing army in large groups, making them slow to move and unable to react, and the Knights easily took their heads.
Lin Miao looked for a while, then shifted his gaze elsewhere, his heart gradually sinking.
Words like war and killing are not unfamiliar to her.
The time span is more than a hundred years, but the sound of swords clashing and drums beating can still easily remind her of the battles she had fought along the way.
Recalling the widespread grief and the rivers of blood, I recall that after the demons died completely, their souls would silently dissipate between heaven and earth.
In this kingdom where people still fight with cold weapons, human wars cannot compare to the destructive battles between demons that cause the walls of the world to collapse and rivers to flood back; however, as swords pierce bodies and blood splatters, Lin Miao clearly and slowly sees innocent, originally vibrant and unique lives disappear in such a tragic way. Facing the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he feels even more uncomfortable.
…This wasn't caused by her.
Lin Miao told himself that even if there was no dispute between hell and heaven, the struggle for royal power in the human kingdom was cruel, and the battle between the eldest prince and the fourth prince was inevitable.
The objective and neutral heaven that should not harbor selfish motives towards the human world intervened in human affairs first. She was forced to take sides and push for it, and she had no choice.
Just like back then, when He, who was content with being alone in a corner, went to conquer Hell, it was nothing more than...
She is really not a qualified leader.
The superior plays a game of chess, a game that can result in victory or defeat. The winner takes all the spoils, while the loser surrenders and gives up, or at worst, laughs heartily and commits suicide, leaving a mark in history—after all, no one cares about captured pawns or slain knights.
At the side gate of the royal city, the two armies were fighting endlessly, and the situation was volatile, with one side gaining strength while the other side was losing strength.
The support from the elites of the Light Association boosted the morale of the Kingdom Army, while the Four Princes Army showed a slight decline.
However, soon, Mammon, who was good at seduction, lobbying and rich enough, lived up to Lin Miao's trust and brought people from the Dark Association with his clone.
The dark awakeners who had been discriminated against and oppressed for a long time, once saw the possibility of turning the tables, they all cast spells with the determination to fight to the death. In addition, Cecilia played the flute in the dark, making the light wizards who had been sent to the western town previously powerless. The two sides returned to a state of parity and continued to fight.
The battleground was a mess of broken walls and ruins. The lucky civilians fled hastily and escaped, but those who couldn't dodge in time became victims of the sword.
Nine out of ten houses are empty and the place is in ruins.
"...Don't look at it. You'll be unhappy if you do." The three-headed dog that accompanied Lin Miao replaced its head with another. The furious head's tone was a little stiff, but his gilded eyes were honestly filled with heartache. "Having me guarding you is better than your human body anyway."
"A human body can at least intervene in the battle situation. If..."
Lin Miao let out a long sigh, intending to make some self-deprecating remarks to pull himself out of the quagmire of emotions, but before he could finish his words, he heard a deafening roar in the distance.
It was like thunder rolling across the entire royal city, and the solid ground was shaking.
The next second, countless golden threads seemed to descend from the sky, shimmering with an eerie luster, piercing the backs of the Kingdom's soldiers and the Light Mages with pinpoint precision. Instantly, the soldiers' bodies were aglow with golden light, their already exhausted bodies seemingly infused with some potent stimulant. As they roared and charged towards the Fourth Prince's army, they suddenly possessed boundless brute force. The mages' spiritual energy surged, their spells, which once required intense concentration, now fired several times faster. Their spiritual energy transformed into massive shields and blades of light, hurling down upon the Knights.
As the Great Prince's camp erupted with unstoppable power, the originally stalemate situation suddenly tilted, and Alvin's side was in chaos. Even though he led the troops and tried his best to maintain the situation, he could not escape the trend of being suppressed and defeated.
Lin Miao reacted quickly and opened the panel, activating the newly acquired "Breath Recognition" skill.
After seeing the feedback clearly, Lin Miao's eyes widened.
Identification - "Absolute Domain". Belonging to the Light Mysticism (Advanced), that is, within a certain period of time and within a certain area, the physical and magical powers of the chosen one will be greatly enhanced, increasing to the limit of their physical strength.
The memories she obtained did not include this spell, but it did not prevent Lin Miao from knowing that a short-term overdraft would definitely have subsequent costs, and the costs might be unbearable.
...What kind of light magic? This is clearly evil magic! !
The voice mirror on his waist hummed. Lin Miao pulled it out, and Beelzebub's face appeared on the mirror, even paler than usual.
"Borat performed a mystical technique called 'Absolute Domain.'" Beelzebub's anxiety overcame his slight speech impediment and he spoke quickly and concisely, "This technique consumes vital energy, increasing one's strength for a whole day. He himself has also entered the domain, so I can't get close."
A day later, regardless of whether those wizards and soldiers were dead or alive, Arwen's forces would probably have been completely wiped out.
Lin Miao clenched her palms and forced herself to think quickly about how to break the deadlock. She caught a glimpse of Reese's worried eyes that were always staring at her, and suddenly her heart moved.
——She knew.
"You watch here and make sure the Fourth Prince doesn't die." Lin Miao pursed his lips tightly, "I'll go help."
“…”
He is fundamentally different from An Wei, who would be overwhelmed by jealousy and do crazy things. No matter how manic and angry the Furious Chief is, he has never disobeyed Lin Miao's orders even once.
The good dog who had honestly guarded the Styx for a hundred years was her most loyal executor. Even when Lin Miao was still a "stranger human", he could not refuse her rogue requests, such as sleeping in his room and touching his waist, entering the Red Lotus Palace alone and asking him to play and stroll with him even though he was seriously injured;
With just one look from her, the devil said no, he couldn't be too presumptuous, and finished the job with his hands swiftly.
Not to mention that she is his master now.
This was also the reason why Lin Miao, despite An Wei's almost broken gaze this morning, asked Reis to come out and control the body.
Just like now, Reiss would not act like a little brother and act like a spoiled child, pestering her to be with him; he just nodded softly, and before he even had time to say a word of caution, he watched Lin Miao tear up the teleportation talisman and disappear on the spot.
The devil turned his gilded pupils towards the battlefield and raised his hand indifferently. A layer of transparent shield appeared on the body of the fourth prince in the distance.
Pretend the tinsel never fogged up.
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"Bang!"
The tallest tower of the Light Association is always hidden in a strict light formation, and it has remained the same for decades, as if isolated from the world.
However, the gates of King Kretz's city were wide open, and at this moment when thousands of soldiers were fighting, the formation was closed from the inside.
The man who had lived in the tower for a long time sat cross-legged in the center of the top floor, dressed in a plain white robe without any decoration; his face could be described as handsome, with clear outlines, strong brow bones, and a sparse heroic spirit remaining, and he looked no more than middle-aged.
However, contrary to his appearance, the man's hair and beard were as white as snow and hung down to his waist.
His eyes were tightly shut, a dark hue beneath them, and his lips were pale, almost transparent, revealing an unconcealed fatigue. His fingertips formed seals, and spiritual energy surged through his body. Countless silver-white threads shot out from his crown and palms, shooting towards the distant battlefield like a spider web.
With the man as the center, within a radius of five meters, there is an invisible absolute domain hovering. The pressure is so strong that it makes it difficult for people to get close.
The dark green-haired man standing by the window kept pulling out various magical tools, trying to break the domain, but all ended in failure.
Lin Miao kicked the door open and saw this stalemate scene.
"Borat, stop."
Her voice wasn't very loud, but it was loud enough for the man casting the spell to hear clearly in the small top floor.
The man's eyelashes seemed to tremble, his back arched, cold sweat seeped out of his forehead, but he recited the spell even faster.
"If you don't stop, at least open your eyes and look." As soon as Lin Miao loosened his grip, the person he was holding lost his support and fell to the ground with a thud.
The girl's voice seemed to be smiling: "Look who I brought."
The tightly closed eyelids finally loosened.
The great wizard raised his eyes, and the moment his gaze met the man lying on the ground, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the indifference in them was immediately replaced by panic and fear.
The silver-white threads originating from his body suddenly stretched straight, and then were cut off as if by an invisible sharp blade, falling all over his shoulders with a rustling sound, and dissipated in the air.
A short, muffled groan escaped from his throat, and the spell was cut off; the spiritual power that had been flowing out continuously was like a stream that had been cut off, accumulating, the water level rising higher and higher, and finally rushing towards himself, completely backfired.
The absolute domain collapsed on its own, but at this moment the president of the Light Association probably didn't care about that.
A mouthful of blood splattered on the floor tiles in front of him, the color was dark red.
Ignoring his violent coughing, he stumbled to his feet and stumbled down the altar steps.
"Don't...touch her..."
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