Chapter Thirteen  It feels like a dream  

It was late at night and there were no lights in the room, but the faint light from outside the window reflected a little outline of the furnishings in the room.

The thin sword was slowly drawn out of the scabbard.

The sword edge is bright and dark, and the seven-color lights representing the seven negative forces are rising and falling one after another, constantly changing.

In the darkness, the seven-colored sword edge reflected the intoxicated eyes of the Death God Clan. He stretched out his fingertips and gently touched the sword tip. The sharp sword tip gently tapped his fingers, and in an instant, seven negative forces poured into the Death God Clan's body like a frenzy, repeatedly testing his magic resistance.

The Death God Class shook, but finally failed to withstand all the negative forces and was hit by the slow effect. The light of the fighting spirit on his body was flickering, and it took several minutes to suppress the slow effect. When he looked at the seven-colored sword again, the flames in the class's eyes became even hotter.

At this time, the swaying firelight came out of the window, accompanied by noises and voices of praise to the goddess. The group of people gradually moved away along a long street not far from the window of the Death Class, but the noisy sound was still faintly heard.

Ban's face showed disgust, and he closed the window and separated the noisy voices outside. He knew that the group of people who had just left were all fanatical holy churchgoers. These believers responded to Pope Rog's call and were gathering in the Canberra Plain south of the Dros Empire, thinking that they would contribute their strength to the final victory of the jihad.

The Death Clan hated these fanatical believers very much. In the name of faith and sacred, they could actually do anything, even better than bandits and thugs. Ban had mentioned this to Roger several times and asked him to control these believers, but every time Roger just casually tried him.

The Death Clan was also bored with this war. He really couldn't understand the meaning of the war and did not understand the reason why so many countries deserved to devote themselves to this unprecedented civil war of humanity. The longer the war went on, the more tragic scenes that would inevitably exist in various wars, the more the Death Clan missed the quiet days by the small lake in the north.

Ban had a strong desire to return to his leisurely retirement life, and this war did not belong to him.

But when his eyes fell on the sword, he could no longer leave it. From the time when Feng Yue promised to add a melody to his month, to the few months now, the Death God Clan was extremely angry about this, but he actually had no choice but to a goddess who was untrustworthy. Even if he was angry, he had nowhere to vent.

"Hold on it a little longer! As long as I have one more chapter, I will retire and stop working. Just one more chapter..." The Death God Ban thought so.

The final moment is coming.

Just January before, Alexander's Ice Legion feinted the attack on the Austro-Hungarian Empire. When more than 50,000 Austro-Hungarian remnants were urgently transferred back to the domestic defense by the Austro-Hungarian Emperor, Alexander suddenly rushed south, and was in a state of unstoppable victory along the way, winning eleven consecutive games, and finally surrounded the back of the meat grinder front. Pompei's Sea God Legion attacked head-on, breaking through the front line of the Holy Hui Alliance, and meeting with the Ice Legion at Verdun.

At this point, the 100,000 troops of the Shenghui Alliance were cut off from all retreats and were surrounded.

On the battlefield on the Eastern Front, the Principality of Bavaria achieved a major victory. In front of the 100,000 army of the Principality, the more than 200,000 troops of the Dro Empire were defeated in every battle, retreating all the way, the defense line was broken, and 30,000 soldiers were killed and killed, and 100,000 were captured. Including the deserters on the way back, in the end, less than 30,000 of the 200,000 Dro Army fled back to Oshinia.

After defeating the main army of Dros, the army of the Duchy of Bavaria turned west and merged with the Holy Allied troops at the eastern end of the meat grinder front. After reorganization, they confronted the main forces of the Holy Allied countries on the Canberra grassland.

For a moment, on the endless Canberra grassland, the Entente and the Allies gathered their troops, and the decisive battle was about to break out.

On the side of the agreement, two armies of Aslofik were mainly composed of tens of thousands of troops of the Dro Empire and other servant countries. On the side of the Holy Alliance, more than 350,000 troops were gathered, and troops entered the Canberra grasslands one after another.

Before this decisive battle, the Allies had an advantage not only in terms of legion quality, but also in terms of number of soldiers. Therefore, before the war, both Alexander and Pompey agreed that only by facing the enemy with relatively weak forces could the main force of the alliance come to the decisive battle.

The past series of battles have proved that among the three traditional empires, the Dro Empire and the Austro-Hungarian Empire have long declined, and their army is still huge, but their combat power is no longer the same as before. Only the two legions of the Aslofik Empire are far superior to the southern countries. Looking at the continent, except for the Holy Knights that the Church of Light has never been involved in combat, it should be invincible.

However, in this decisive battle, even if the alliance has a huge advantage in military strength, it may not be able to defeat the Allies unless the Holy Knights are all dispatched. This is exactly the result that Emperor Feuerbach wants to see. The emperor knew that in addition to the Holy Knights, the core of the martial arts of the Church of Light also had a mysterious sacred temple. No one knows how many powerful guys are hidden in the sacred temple.

But no matter what characters are hidden in the Church of Light, and how many angels that come or reincarnate in the church cannot change their destined destiny. Because in front of the clone of the Dark Lord Barsarodimo Gorgen, all the strong men on this plane will find their helplessness and despair! And directly introducing the clone of the Dark Lord God into the plane will be an unprecedented miracle on the continent! Even the glorious era of the Elf Empire thousands of years ago, such a miracle has never been achieved!

Moreover, on the day of the decisive battle, Feng Yue may join the war with the direct arrival of her clone or body.

Another reason for letting the Confederate party decide not to invest too much force is that when the clone of the Dark Lord God successfully arrives, his terrifying aura from the darkness alone is enough to transform most warriors with weak constitutions into dark creatures without independent consciousness! According to Sara Wenger's estimate, at the moment when the Dark Lord God appears, eight to one hundred thousand warriors may become victims of the Confederate party. Of course, when the clone of the main god stepped into the Allied Army front with much worse average quality, more than 300,000 warriors will be transformed into dark creatures and become servants of Barthalodimoggen.

These days, Oshinia has almost become a city that never sleeps.

Every night, the lights are brightly lit, and batches of sacred church believers bid farewell to their families. They set out from here and headed all the way to the Canberra Prairie to participate in the final holy war. No one doubted that the war would fail, because the Canberra Prairie had been foreshadowed as a miracle land, and the goddess Odreh would come there, and she would witness the heroic spirit of her believers fighting bravely.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looking at the noisy night view, Rog sighed slightly. He naturally knew what would be waiting for these believers in the Canberra grassland. He drank the wine in his hand in one gulp. The scarlet wine had a special smell, which was a bit similar to blood.

Roger put down his wine glass and came to Sius's room. On the eve of this battle, he was always inexplicably uneasy. He wanted to talk to the old fox, maybe he could talk about something.

No matter where he was, Sius's residence was simple and elegant, making people feel very relaxed. He was savoring tea while reading a book. When Roger came in, he smiled and greeted him, and even poured Roger a cup of tea.

Rog was not polite, and sat in front of Sius and said straightforwardly: "Elder Sius, the decisive battle is about to begin. I feel very uneasy, but I can't find the reason. I don't know if you can give me some advice."

Seus smiled bitterly and said, "Lord Rog, the main gods behind this battle are the main gods of darkness and heaven. I think you know more about this than me. Even if I know more than ordinary people, I am an ordinary elf after all. How could I intervene in the battle between the main gods? So I can't help you with this war."

Roger pondered for a moment, and said unwillingly: "Then Elder Sius, every page of the Book of Hilo you gave me has this sentence: 'The gods are not omnipotent, and Hilo can do everything'. I really don't understand what this means. You have been studying the Book of Hilo for hundreds of years, so you can definitely explain it to me."

Hearing the words "The gods are not omnipotent, and Hilo can do everything", Sius's eyes twitched slightly, and his hands holding the teacup were trembling. How could his changes escape Roger's eyes?

Sius looked at Roger carefully for a while before saying, "Sir Roger, it seems that you have made great progress in the Book of Hilo. Can I ask, which page have you seen?"

"Page 4...ah!" Before Roger finished speaking, he felt an unbearable severe pain hitting his head. For a moment, more than a dozen soul-eating demons were scrambling to absorb his brain.

In the indescribable pain, the contents of the fifth page of the Book of Hilo emerged one by one in his soul.

"Create light in the darkness and open up the way in nothingness. The gods fall asleep and wake up again, their eyes are full of confusion, and their glory will accept challenges. The end of the world is the starting point of the gods, and the ending before bed is actually the beginning of wakefulness. The gods will be confused because they need to find the meaning of existence in nothingness. The distance between the ending and the beginning is impossible to cross. All attachment to the ending will become a chain handcuffed to the two feet of the gods. There is no wandering in the divine realm, no midpoint, the meaning of existence ahead, and the abyss of destruction is behind."

"The gods are not omnipotent, and Hilo can do everything."

At this time, the severe pain in Roger's mind gradually faded, but the content of every five pages of the Book of Hilo made him feel colder and colder. Could it be that his actions of going to the Divine Realm to visit Feng Yue again and again, trying to pull her back, could it be that he might drag her into the chain of the Abyss of Destruction?

"Sir Rog, it seems that you have seen the fifth page. The speed of reading the Book of Hilo is beyond my expectations." Sius looked at Rogge's pale face for a while, pondered for a while, and said, "Every existence who can read the Book of Hilo will gain its own understanding from the book. I can only say that the Book of Hilo has power that we cannot imagine at all, and we should be humble in the face of such power. Therefore, I cannot give you any explanation for the content of the Book of Hilo. In fact, all explanations will not help you at all. The only advice I can give you is that the Book of Hilo has a total of seven pages, and no matter what, you should not look at the last page."

At this time, the severe pain on Roger's head had just stopped. He felt as if he was exhausted, and his whole body was sweating profusely, but he nodded weakly.

At this moment, the door inside suddenly opened, and Effier rushed out from the inside like a gust of wind. She was holding a bunch of magical materials in her arms. As soon as she went out, she said, "Elder Xius, come and take a look. The result of this prophecy is really strange!"

Effier spoke crisply and quickly. It was not until after he finished speaking that he saw Roger present. She immediately shone with her eyes and stared at Roger, staring at him for a while.

Having experienced the painful experience of being almost exhausted by Effier in the past few times, Roger couldn't help but feel guilty in front of her. Fortunately, Effier could still put the important matter first and said, "Sir Roger, come and take a look at this prophecy!" The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and was also very curious about Effier's prophecy. Hearing this, he stood up and walked into the inner world.

When passing by Effier, the elf suddenly asked very gently: "Can you give me thirty minutes in a while?"

The fat man's legs immediately became weak.

The inner room is very wide, and the four walls are covered with steel plates. This is because the chance of an explosion or other accident when Effier predicted is much higher than that of ordinary magic tests. But no matter what kind of accident occurs, she will not be injured at all.

On the ground in the center of the room was a large round bronze mirror, with ancient patterns and many strange creatures carved on the edges. Roger can be said to be a great man of the theory of gods and demons, and he recognized several low-level gods or early-level demons in the statue at a glance. But he could not tell most of the statues. Moreover, this bronze mirror was too huge, almost covering the ground in the room, and I don’t know how it was transported in.

However, Roger's eyes were immediately attracted by the images in the bronze mirror and could no longer leave. The more he looked, the paler his face became. Later, the fat man's face was completely bloodless.

The center of the bronze mirror has become completely transparent, and it looks like a window leading to an infinite and vast world. The world inside the bronze mirror is shrouded in clouds and mist. When the clouds clear and the mist dissipate, you can see a large area of ​​lush land in the center of the world, with towering mountains and rivers crisscrossing.

Roger only felt that at this moment he was like a god standing above the clouds, looking down at the whole world.

The more Roger looked at the terrain of this continent, the more familiar he felt. He had already experienced flying at high altitudes more than once, and finally recognized that the extremely majestic mountain range north of the central part of the continent was the central mountain range.

Is it our plane reflected in the bronze mirror? As soon as Rogge's heart moved slightly, he saw the clouds suddenly blooming in the east of this continent, and a new continent, like a giant beast, suddenly rushed out from the depths of the clouds and mist!

This continent is about half the area of ​​the continent where Rogue lives, but the mountains above are more strange, the water is clearer, and the green is green, making people feel refreshed and happy at first sight.

Roger's heart was beating wildly and he was speechless.

Whether it is the memories inherited from Rodriguez or the many legends on the mainland, there are countless records of the turbulent and cultural heritage on the mysterious Eastern Continent. However, Rodriguez's power is not small, and his footprints are not broad. In more than ten years, he has never really seen a person who has set foot in the Eastern Continent. Even the memories left by Rodriguez are vague about the Eastern Continent.

In a sense, it is much harder to set foot in the mysterious Eastern continent than to go around the Divine Realm of Roger to Fengyue.

At this moment, the mysterious Eastern Continent actually appeared in Effier's prophecy, presenting the whole picture to Roger! For a moment, Roger even had a strong desire, and he wanted to leap into the world in the bronze mirror and take a good look on the mysterious Eastern Continent.

However, the subsequent changes left him stunned.

The colors on the Western continent are constantly changing, and it can be seen that the four seasons are changing, while the Eastern continent is always as blue as ever. This mysterious Eastern continent did not stop after appearing in the clouds and mist, but the entire continent is moving slowly, becoming more and more distant from the Western continent.

In the blink of an eye, the Eastern Continent seemed to have touched an invisible border, and suddenly a strong light burst out, and then disappeared without a trace!

For a long time, Roger was still staring at the clouds surging in the bronze mirror in a daze. It was not until the scene just repeated again that he came to his senses and asked Effier: "Effier, is your prophecy clear at the time?"

"Time?" Effier frowned and thought, and slowly said: "Prophecy does not give time clearly, but this time the prophecy is very strange. It seems that the result of it does not occur in the future, but in the past. So I want to find Elder Sius to take a look."

Roger immediately looked at Sius, and Sius immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Even the gods are not omnipotent, how could I know everything?"

Roger remained silent and read the prophecy in the bronze mirror again, and suddenly said, "Elder Seus, why do I feel that the Eastern Continent is not leaving by itself, but a mysterious force is pushing it. It seems...it seems to be escaping."

All Roger got was silence. In fact, he knew that no one could answer such a question except the noble gods.

He shook his head and walked out the door.

But before Roger could step out, he was grabbed. The fat man turned around and happened to meet Effier's eyes that were as bright as the morning star. In those clear pupils, Roger saw the firmness that was not to be disobeyed.

"Thirty minutes! No minute can be missing!" Effier did not leave any room for discussion for Roger. She closed the door heavily and separated Seus outside the room.

The door suddenly opened again, and a sharp scream rang out, and the underground dwarf was kicked out by Effier.

When the first morning light broke through the darkness of the night, the camps that were scattered on the Canberra prairie all started to move. Countless believers of the Holy Church emerged from the camps and concentrated at designated locations under the guidance of clergy.

Hundreds of tall wooden poles had already been erected on the vast prairie, and flags of various colors were flying on the heads. Every clergy in the Holy Church could carry how many believers would need to stand under each flag. But the believers did not know what they would do next. However, because they were pious enough, the order on the grassland was still in place. Despite this, when millions of believers were in their place, the sky was bright.

A wooden platform has been built among the believers, and dozens of clergy in black robes knelt in circles on the platform and were praying. Under the influence of magic power, their prayers became louder and louder, and kept floating down from the platform, and were heard by more and more believers. Hundreds of clergy under the stage also knelt down towards the platform and began to chant prayers, and the believers around them knelt down one after another when they saw this.

In the blink of an eye, the lyrics sung by millions of believers have resounded throughout the world!

The magic array that had been laid on the platform suddenly shone brightly, and the seven-colored fog surged out like a fountain. In the midst of the flowing light, Mora emerged from the magic array and rose to the sky.

At this moment, Morra was surrounded by rising light, and her style was unparalleled.

Seeing this scene like a miracle, the believers' prayers became louder and crazy. They touched the ground in front of their foreheads to express their inner piety. Therefore, few people found that the originally blue sky was gradually turning into darkness.

The prayers of believers were overwhelmingly overwhelmed the sound of fighting from afar.

When it was dawn, the Allied Army stepped out of the barracks and set up battle formations on the Canberra grasslands. As if it had been agreed, the army of the Shenghui Alliance also set out at the same time, and hundreds of thousands of troops were launched in front of the Allied Army. As Emperor Feuerbach expected, the 50,000 sacred knights who had removed all disguised!

The Allied Army arranged the cavalry on the two wings of the battle formation, with the purpose of being maneuverable and monitoring the movements of the Allied Army at any time, so as not to divide their troops to attack the millions of believers who were holding summoning rituals behind. In the center of the Allied Front was the Sea God Legion equipped with giant shields and spears. Behind these heavy infantrymen, there were more than ten high platforms, and there were mages on them.

On a dozen meters high tower erected overnight behind the convoy formation, the Great Emperor, Rogge, Alexander, Pompeii and Sarawenge were all standing on it. From here, you can look down at the entire battlefield, and you can even see the millions of black believers behind the front line from afar. With Rogge's eyes, you can also see the figure of Morana floating like a fairy in the air. However, the fat man naturally did not have a erotic mood at this time. Seeing that everything was safe in the summoning ceremony, there was no expected scene of someone making trouble, and his eyes fell on the battle formation of the Holy Hui Alliance.

As expected, Fatty will see many long-lost old friends today.

Sure enough, the group slowly climbed the platform at the back of the Shenghui Alliance battle formation. Two high seats had already been arranged on the platform, one of which was the old figure that had long been engraved in the depths of Roger's soul.

Today, the Pope wore a gorgeous robe, a brilliant crown on his head, and a ruby ​​scepter in his hand. Only at the grandest ceremony did he wear this dress. However, the Pope's throne was not placed in the center of the high platform representing the most respected status. Sitting in the center was a young man with short chestnut hair, so handsome that he was a little pitying. What was strange was that his eyes were closed, as if he was indifferent to everything that happened on the battlefield.

It seemed that Roger's gaze was sensed, and the young man who was sitting on the throne suddenly smiled slightly, which scared the fat man.

At this time, the shocking drums and horns sounds brought Roger's thoughts back to the battlefield. He was left on the platform, with the emperor and the boss, Alexander and Pompey, who had stepped down from the platform and led their respective troops to fight. In this decisive battle, Roger's Ice Temple Warriors and Ice and Snow Mage Group had all given the two famous generals a unified deployment in order to exert their maximum combat power.
To be continued...