"The icon is restored!" The Oshu people shouted happily: "Let us summon-"

Naersuyan briefly fought with the giant claw made of the shadow and then retreated, looking at the half-body statue of Ouli in the sword-holding knight with some fear, and the light of his eyes fell on the ordinary silver coin lying on the ground.

She could clearly feel two gazes hanging from the darkness and landing in this corner of Aitalia. As one of the Dark Saints, the mortal enemy of the Saints of Orin, she could naturally feel the breath of the old opponent-

One is the founder of the balance, the queen of trade in the seas, and the goddess of business Roman.

The other path comes from the top of light, the top of heaven, the holy lord of light, and the sun god Ouli.

Naersujing was a little afraid, but not too afraid. There was still a difference between the arrival of the clone and just lowering one gaze. Moreover, the storm country is constantly approaching this world, and the shock in the outer space is increasing layer by layer, and a terrifying wave is rising above the sky.

The storm gathers wild waves, dark clouds cover the sun, and the Naga clan is rushing from all directions. That will be the moment when her strongest power is reached. When all rituals are settled, she will tear the barrier between the world. Although it only takes a moment to come, it is enough for her to level the entire northern border of the empire.

"A semi-saint icon is not enough to support your Sun King's arrival."

"As for a coin of fate..."

Narsuyan's eyes fell on Roman's lucky silver coins.

In the past, she was defeated by this business lady. It was rumored that the other party established a temple on the avenue. As a companion to travelers, she established many altars in the forests of the north. Although most of those altars were defeated in ancient times, His eyes were still monitoring the storms in the north.

The garrison of the storm, the calmer of the sea, and the lighthouse of the lonely sea are the praises given to this goddess by sailors. She guards trade and waterways, and is the guardian and hostess of the ships on the sea.

But the situation on the field changed again. The Oshy knights were frightened to find that the icons did not respond to their call. All prayers seemed to sink into the dark sea without a trace of ripple, as if there was some force blocking their prayers.

The sword-holding knight looked up and found that a layer of black mist had gathered on the top of the rock at some point. The black mist dripped like liquid and fell on the ground, forming countless monsters of evil life. They had seen those monsters for a long time, and they were the descendants in the shadows.

"Master Duke?"

The knights looked back and remembered that Grand Duke Perrit had repelled these evil creatures.

"Don't be afraid, He is our new ally," Duke Perrit looked up and looked at the scene with some excitement, as if watching the process of a new God born only from the surging mist.

"The glory of the Sun King no longer shines on this land, and the saints of Olin cannot save the end of the world's destruction, but it doesn't matter, the saints still agree that the empire can save itself, so we find allies from the ashes and will surely save the Oshu people from this disaster--"

Started seven hundred years ago.

At this moment.

The imperialists silently prepared from the beginning of seeing the ending. The lord of magic also prayed to the saints, but they still could not respond. In the end, they picked up the paranoid plan from the old paper, but were still frustrated.

The stars of disaster will surely come, and the disaster that collapses will still come to the world. The deceased enemy will not be closed forever, but the shadow of the past will eventually return.

But they saw the stars in the dark abyss, and the people in the shadows made promises to them that civilization would be alone and desperate, while the imperialists must rely on their own strength to open up a path.

The knights were a little turbulent, but the raised statue was silent. Ouli only looked at them, but did not say anything, as if he was just looking at the choice of mortals.

As for the lady holding silver coins, she seemed to stand on one side and looked at everything with a beautiful look. She used to watch these mortals take over the authority of civilization from the star saints contestants and promised to station the border for it.

The man who led the light led the knight to the enemy formation, and the master of magic descended to the storm. She still remembered the shining silver helmets, the dragon convoy who made the oath, the five blood-stained swords, and the saints remembered everything, but they would not interfere.

She is the gentlest elder sister of mortal civilization, but she is not the judge of the fate of those tiny people.

Those little guys built civilization from the wilderness and devoted their faith to them. Their promise was that they could choose their own destiny, which was the reward that the descendants of the past deserved. Is the Oshu people, the Kaorin people, the people of light, able to save themselves?

The magic monarch looked up at the night sky and found the answer.

Everything happened like yesterday's reenactment.

only--

"Did the empire really have a clear conscience?" Fang Yu did not take a step forward from beginning to end. The jade diamond actually landed not far away from him. The light shining on it looked like the only starlight in the dark world.

In the past, it was named Cangzhihui.

It comes from the green, the most despairing world, but it is filled with the power of hope. The saints of darkness covet it, but they are afraid of it. A little light is enough to burn the wings of the destruction of the world.

But Fang Zhu didn't even look at the green star, as if it was worthless dust on the ground, and the same green fire was burning in his chest, as if every thorn in the crown of the Hailin was responding to him.

He looked at these empires, his eyes were resting on Duke Perrit, and he asked loudly: "The saints have given mortals the power to choose, but have you ever given those innocent people the power to choose? God does not want to be the judges of the fate of mortals, but you are trying to be the masters of the fate of others!"

As a mortal, doing things that transcend the gods, the saints did not speak, which may not mean that they acquiesced. The Sun King just watched those who stepped on the wrong person fall into the abyss, but was powerless, because that was the choice of freedom of civilization-

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"It's so disappointing, empire," Fang Yu paused word by word, as if he had vented all the anger of the past at this moment. The words were like blades, and he made a stern voice: "I will not approve of your actions, and the holy lords will not speak, but I will stop them."

Naersuya was laughing sharply.

She laughed so hard that she almost lost her image: "Hahaha, so that's it, the empires - the saints of Olin, it turns out that these are your believers, not as good as my daughters. It's so hypocritical, Oli, and the little girl who only has money in her eyes. You spoil them and indulge them, and will only ruin them. You clearly know in your heart that they are walking towards the abyss step by step, but you ignore them. This is not spoiling, but vicious-"

"You," she pointed to the empty direction, "How different is it from us, even more than that. It's so cruel and ruthless. The saints who claim to be light, at least I won't watch my daughters sink."

"But your daughters are just your slaves," Fang Yu turned around and said, "How could they have their own will and freedom? Even life and death are controlled by your hands. It depends entirely on your joys and anger. Do they really love you?"

His eyes swept through the Nagas one by one, and no one dared to look at him, only the great mistress was furious: "Speak nonsense, we are all the daughters of our mothers, and we should have given everything to her!"

Naersuyan's voice stopped abruptly and he stared at him coldly.

"The advantage of words and tongue."

A gentle and beautiful gaze fell on the boy. The master of his eyes did not hide his appreciation in his eyes. Everything was like the past. His hands took off his silver helmet, revealing the thick black hair below, star-like eyes staring at them, promised them:

‘Civilization will be trapped in desperate situations, and the lighthouse of the lonely sea will never be extinguished-’

"Oh, children, that's not your destiny, but your choice."

The gentle lady smiled and stared at the stars falling from the wilderness. The knights who led the light held high and cheered. The first ray of light on the horizon was about to rise, and they were about to win a real victory.

Even for a short time.

Mortals, I appreciate your independence.

Because civilization is by no means a baby in a cradle, I will watch you walk on the path of destiny, watch you grow, fight, or die, just like every stone tablet standing under the starry sky, engraved with silent epitaph.

But that is not sorrow, but courage.

That courage has not passed away, but it still shines faintly on the few people here--as promised, the lighthouse of the lonely sea will never go out--the hands covering the silver helmets and firm eyes, after the stars' choices left.

They kept their promises.

The lady of the balance turned around and exchanged gazes with Ouli.

Both of them nodded.

"Clever words are sarcastic," Grand Duke Perrit sneered: "Everyone can say beautiful words, but some people will only object, while some people are already walking on the road of practice, and those who have not yet set off are not qualified to comment on practitioners."

He looked at Naersuyan in the air, and then looked at Fang Zhu from a high place: "Don't say guardianship, stop me, what are you going to stop me? The birds with unfinished wings are parrotting here. Do you think that with your words, you can eliminate the empire's hundreds of years of efforts?"

Grand Duke Perrit shook his head: "It's a pity that the empire does not need your permission, because it can represent the kingdom of mortals."

He turned around and looked at the knights, filled with anger: "What are you still hesitating about? The saints did not say anything, because they were watching everything here and forgot your duties and promises, you are the walkers of suffering."

"Because the world is never perfect, but the Oshus still have to move forward, and the knights in the Sword Court raise your swords and go and prove it to them-"

"We," Grand Duke Perrit whispered: "It is the right one."

The knights looked at each other and nodded silently. The courage and faith seemed to be back in their chests. They knew that their hands were stained with the blood of innocent people, but if they gave up, it would be a humiliation to the deceased.

They chose to give up everything, but they would not give up that path, because only in this way can everything appear meaningful.

"Side by side, stop them!" Parker was staring at these uninvited guests, jumping three feet high, screaming, his tone as loud as a robber.

It was impossible to tell that this was a hilly people from the gentle sunset of Rochelle, a Paparal, known for his kindness and elegance, even screamed: "Kill them and drink with their skulls!"

Even Alisa couldn't stand this guy anymore: "Do you want to be so disgusting?"

"What do you know? This is called momentum," the Paparals pulled the crossbow string: "I'm not really going to drink with their skulls, this is a war, not a house, haha, woman."

Miss Nightingale almost didn't get furious directly.

She was picking up this guy, but fortunately Luo Hao grabbed the two of them: "Be careful of Naga."

They are not only one opponent, but are attacked from the back and forth.

But strangely, the Naga clan seemed to have been stopped by Fang Yu's previous words, and stood silently on the other side of the hall, not participating in the fight. But the words of their leader were really so lethal? Luo Hao couldn't help but look at that direction curiously.

But he found that the eldest mistress and the Silver Moon clan's mistress were standing beside Na'er Suyan. In the dark, Naga, the Dead Skeleton clan, appeared. This made him feel alert. It seemed that the Naga clan was not indifferent, but had other plans.

But reality made him not have time to think too much, because the knights in the Sword Court had attacked, "Stop them!" Luo Hao shouted softly, the other party's purpose was the Emerald Star, and the leader gave them the death order-

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Luo Hao stood up a large shield, and a narrow sword light flashed from behind the large shield. The box had drawn out the magic sword "Gwenders" and threw it towards the sword-holding knight. The light was like a pen painting a striking red line on the black canvas, dividing the Oshuman into two.

The knight in the lead fell on his back, and the people behind him avoided it. The magic sword passed through them - the young man's figure also disappeared. He took a step forward, as if passing through a door, and the next moment he walked out of the slit in the space, and reached out to take off the magic sword.

The sword-holding knight realized that there was someone behind him.

They quickly turned to defend, but Miss Nightingale behind Luo Hao had turned into a black shadow, covering them like open smoke, but the shadow once again turned into a girl's figure, and the dagger with a cold light had already streaked through the throats of the two.

The members of the Seven Seas Brigade do not have the strength of the Silver Level, but they are still more than enough to face these ordinary sword-holding knights.

On the other side, Adnie once again found Grand Duke Perrit. The casting lady held a thin sword and was as fast as a sword, as if she was seeking revenge, and as if she was venting her anger. Her strength was slightly inferior to Grand Duke Perrit, but the latter was distracted by the evil creatures in the shadows and could not get free for a moment:

"Adni, don't be ungrateful!"

He tried to approach the evil creature that was gathering and forming several times, but he was stopped by the caster lady. When he thought of a Naga God standing on one side, Duke Perrit couldn't help but be shocked and angry: "Do you want to hand over your father's research results?"

"Don't think I don't know, you are the one who betrayed Rodrigo Deanris!" Grand Duke Perrit said angrily: "He thought you were the daughter of an old friend, but you betrayed his whereabouts to the empire. Which side do you stand on?"

Adni was slightly stunned when she heard this.

But a voice came from behind her, the voice of the old sentry: "Don't listen to her nonsense, Miss, the captain has always trusted you, all this comes from a misunderstanding. But he never regretted it, it was him who asked me to wait for you here."
To be continued...