In the core altar of the Far South Empire's earth veins.
Priest Lysa came to the altar and took off her hood. Floating in front of her was the core of the Far South Empire's earth veins.
This earth vein core is completely different from the earth vein cores of other countries. It is the core of the entire Far South Continent!
Priest Lysa could feel the powerful force emanating from the core just by standing under the altar.
"Mother, are you sure you want to convert it into the power of dragon blood?"
Priest Lysa looked at a woman standing at the edge of the altar. The woman had hair and pupils as red as blood... She had a little similarity with Priest Lysa in her eyebrows.
"Isn't this the power you desire? A whole new world?"
The woman's scarlet eyes turned to Lisa, and the group of members of the Church of the Purest Purity behind Lisa.
"As you said." Priest Lisa didn't dare to look her in the eye. There was a strange aura of oppression emanating from her.
This kind of pressure came from the pure-blooded dragon. The woman was not a pure-blooded dragon, but she had a very high status in the Pure Church. Even the Pope had to bow down to her and call her the Mother of Dragons.
In the eyes of this woman, children like Lisa who were born under the Holy Dragon's shelter are her children and must call her mother.
What made Lysa feel strange was that the Mother of Dragons had disappeared from the Church of the Pure for eighteen years, and suddenly appeared in the Far South a month ago, and completely controlled the situation in the Far South, making the Church of the Pure the real controller behind the scenes of the Far South.
The Mother of Dragons walked up to the altar and stretched out her hand to touch the earth vein crystal core that was floating in the sky and was as tall as three people. But the moment she touched it, the powerful magic barrier directly bounced her hand away.
"Your resistance only prolongs the process." The Dragon Mother looked up at the earth core and said softly.
A dim shadow appeared on the surface of the core of the earth vein, like a cheetah ready to roar at any time. Priest Lysa could even hear a purring sound similar to that made by a cat when threatening an enemy.
The Mother of Dragons ignored the threat from the earth core, and red magic power surrounded the surface of the barrier. This time, Priest Lysa clearly heard the cheetah's howl.
The originally azure blue core of the earth vein began to rapidly turn into crimson, and this crimson color covered half of the core of the earth vein.
"Mother! What are you doing?" Priest Lisa didn't like the scarlet color very much because it reminded her of creatures like the Blood Crystal Beast.
"It just reveals the filth that it has been suppressing." The Dragon Mother retracted her hand and looked at the red corroded earth core. "You should know that the energy of the earth core comes from... the joy and positive emotions of the soul entrusted to it, but this does not mean that the earth core will not absorb other emotions, hatred, disgust, greed... The country of Far South has buried too much hatred and anger. I just guide it out."
"It... seems to still be resisting?" Priest Lysa did not dare to blame the Mother of Dragons for what she had done. The power of her bloodline determined that Lysa could not escape the control of the Mother of Dragons.
However, the core of the earth vein was not completely corroded by the red color.
"It will take some time for it to be completely devoured by hatred and loathing. War..." The Dragon Queen turned around and looked at everyone below and said softly, "This country needs more wars."
"Mother, the Principality of Leslota has declared war on Xiuenzhelai, and the war will spread soon."
Another priest reported the battle situation on the front line to the Dragon Mother.
"It's still not enough! I need more war!" The Dragon Mother's voice was like some kind of hypnosis. Priest Lysa looked at the others around her. They all had strange expressions on their faces, and even Priest Lysa's head began to hurt.
The surrounding priests left one after another. Seeing that something was wrong, Priest Lisa quickly followed the other priests and left the altar.
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Seven days later, the border between the Principality of Leslota and the Principality of Xiuenzhelai was along the grassland.
Earl Lionheart has been leading his army for nearly a week. The Far South Empire takes this war very seriously. The army led by Earl Lionheart includes not only soldiers from his own territory, but also troops sent by the royal family of the Far South Empire.
A full army of 50,000 was led by Earl Lionheart alone. Today, Earl Lionheart led the 50,000 troops to finally meet with the generals of the Duchy of Leslota.
"Count Lionheart!" Leslota's generals were very enthusiastic when they saw the arrival of Count Lionheart.
"How is the battle going?"
Count Lionheart stepped off the walker and looked around the military camp set up by Leslota's army. Wounded soldiers could be seen lying on the ground everywhere in the camp. There were so many injured soldiers that the healers were overwhelmed.
"It's terrible. Xiu Enzhe and his group used a new weapon on the battlefield. It's like a crossbow, but it's much more powerful than a crossbow. The most hateful thing is that their soldiers only aim at the legs of our soldiers, not their heads."
The general pointed to the bandaged wound on his leg and sounded humiliated.
This method of only making the enemy lose their ability to move on the battlefield without directly taking their life is indeed very ironic.
"How many of your men died?" Earl Lionheart had never heard of this way of fighting the enemy. No general would dare to let down his guard on the battlefield, let alone give such stupid orders as only aiming at the enemy's legs.
"Thirty-two people. We organized a cavalry of five thousand people to charge three times, but the result was that the powerful weapons defeated the charging line. Most of the thirty soldiers who died died of excessive blood loss when they returned to the camp for treatment."
"I see."
After asking about the specific situation on the battlefield, Earl Lionheart mounted his beast again and prepared to head to the area of the battle.
"Count Lionheart, why don't you reorganize yourself first? Your soldiers may be afraid of the long journey..."
"They are hungry." Earl Lionheart glanced at the soldiers from the Far South behind him and said to the general, "That's why we need to go to the battlefield. We will take over the rest of the battle, and you just need to watch."
"Yes, sir..."
The general of the Principality of Leslota did not dare to show any will to disobey the Earl from the far south. An army of 50,000 people should be able to capture the border fortress of Xiu Enzhelai.
"Adjutant! Give me the flag."
Earl Lionheart shouted to the adjutant behind him, and the adjutant directly handed Earl Lionheart a large flag. The flag had not been opened yet, so no one knew what the pattern on the flag was.
The general of the Principality of Leslota guessed that it should be the flag of the Far South. He did not dare to ask more questions and just watched Earl Lionheart's army march towards the battlefield.