After drinking the porridge, Loren Hill recovered a lot.
She didn't go to Benes immediately, but brought a chair, sat under the eaves of the courtyard, closed her eyes and rested for a while.
Even though she had woken up, she would still be a little sleepy, just like when she woke up back then, as if she would feel sleepy no matter how much she slept all day.
Recalling the distant past she saw in her dream, now she has a rough guess about her life experience, but she still lacks a lot of clues. It seems that she will need to find more information about the ruins of dusk in the future, so that she can slowly fill in the puzzle. .
The faction at the end of the Twilight Era, the plan of "Original Heart" should not have been completely successful, otherwise it would not have been defeated by the "Mechanical Council". But their efforts were not in vain.
According to the records left by the 'Tree of Life' sect at that time, the 'Mechanical Council' seems to have noticed its own flaws, and then absorbed the research of the 'Primordial Heart', and began to deduce its own way to create a god.
He and the other three primordial souls might be taken away by the 'Mechanical Council' later and added to their plan.
According to the last record displayed by the system, the 'Mechanical Council' should have succeeded in creating gods many years later, but many changes occurred, resulting in the final fall of the gods, forming the current situation.
Judging from the power of using miracles for the first time at that time, the system called himself the third kingship, which meant that there were still two in front of him, so there were not only one but multiple thrones of gods built back then.
This is the end of the information that I can know so far. Take a few days off and wait for Benes to stabilize the situation in the church before looking for the storage she wants to excavate in the past.
While thinking like this, Loren Hill leaned on the back of the chair and slowly fell asleep.
The wind in the courtyard passed through the leaves and made a slight sound. The girl's hair fluttered slightly and then fell again, scattered around her fair neck. As her chest rose slightly, her eyebrows slowly stretched, as if entering a peaceful atmosphere. dreamland.
The nun who was guarding the door looked at the sleeping girl in the courtyard and felt a little lovable and cute. She smiled and shook her head slightly, then raised her head to look at the blue and clear sky.
The church seems to be quite peaceful recently.
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Clock Tower Capital Mozwa
At the top of the tall clock tower, in the spacious and bright hall, twelve mages sat at the central round table, as if each represented a tick on the clock.
"You must have received the news some time ago that our plan on the Holy Mountain of Karen Riel failed."
"The candidate for the next pope of the church is almost the default, unless Charente suddenly jumps out to compete, but in fact he has not asked foreign affairs for many years."
"This time is a huge failure for us. Not only has we lost a precious treasure, but the Sanctuary has fallen to Crancia."
A mage wearing a black robe stood in the direction of 12 o'clock and narrated to everyone present that the scene was a bit dull.
"Is there any way to save it?" asked the next Mage with a silver chain on his chest.
"No, the Knights of the Holy Lance jointly adjudicated the Sacred Mountain of martial law. If you try to do anything at this time, it is too easy to be caught."
"Well, it seems that the Sanctuary can't be counted on."
"How is the situation over there at Heiyan?"
"Now they are purging the remnants of the 'Bow Hunting Sect', which they have been doing since the defeat of the 'Bow Hunting Sect' coalition at the beginning of the year."
"Why did it take so long?"
"It is said that the 'Bow Hunting Sect' has changed its leaders, and now it has become more cunning. They do not fight the halberd sect head-on, but all kinds of harassment and raids, making the 'Long halberd sect' very passive."
"It's really disappointing, haven't their musketeers been trained yet?"
"The training is over, but they don't seem to want to put their elite musket troops into the complex mountains, because it's a waste."
"Hey, it can't be a climate. These mercenaries still think about the previous one, giving priority to protecting their own strength and property, and they don't have any momentum or big pattern." Several mage representatives shook their heads, expressing their dissatisfaction.
"Set a time limit for them. Within two months, the domestic war must be ended, and then cooperate with our battle against Crancia at the end of the year."
"The only good news now is that we can finally confirm that there will be no major moves in the past two years. In this way, we can also send a large number of elites to the north to participate in the battle."
"Ultimate Chaos"
"Can this be confirmed? In case Grand Duke Baska of the Green Empire goes beyond the Emperor's order and suddenly acts without authorization..."
"No. The physical condition of the two emperors is not very good now, and it is also a critical period for the transition of power. They are very sensitive. Even if the emperor does not attack on the spot, it will definitely leave a huge gap in the heart of the crown prince."
"This rift will continue to ferment in the future when they rule to target the Baska family."
"And if you want to conquer our Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, only the Baska family has no such strength. The current family owner will not be so reckless and embark on this extremely dangerous road."
"In addition, although he is not old, he is no longer young, and he will not be so risky and slanted."
Several representatives of the mages who placed eyeliners in the Green Empire told their opinions recently, which gradually reassured the rest of the audience.
"Since this is the case, then we can't waste such a good time in vain. Let's start mobilizing step by step from this month."
"Logistics equipment, food, required armor, weapons, transport ships, combat airships, and mass-produced golems must all be fully prepared."
"I agree."
"agree."
"It was at this time."
A mage sitting under the back of a high chair raised his arms and voted, and finally passed the decision with unanimous approval.
Three days later, a group of carrier pigeons, a messenger with various orders and instructions, like the blood flowing from the heart of agitation, spread out from the city in all directions.
Various factories and workshops began to work overtime, machinery roared, smoke curled up, and soldiers in the same uniform began to train in the wilderness.
"Prepare, let go!"
boom-
The new-style steel weapon was held in the palm of the hand, and as the smoke rose, a short blaze of fire appeared in the dark Far East, hitting the boulder in front of it into a shattered piece of shards.
And more troops that were not equipped with muskets, under the command of the commander, pulled out the saber at their waists, held up a metal round shield, and slashed the wooden stakes in front of them, cutting smooth cuts.
In other experimental sites, a brand-new steel golem pulled down the curtain and began to debug and test one by one.
The frost rose has seven petals, and the seven petals are one. Now they have to fulfill the promises and ideals they made at the beginning.