Ji Luobo, the suburb of Baicheng—
The Kirobo Church is not the most majestic church in the entire Baicheng area. In the year of the field, the year of the green forest, and the year of the frogs, three churches were completed in the year of Jilovi, Ossirian and Barbarisa. After the cathedral, it became even more obscure, but when it comes to history, this weather-tested church on a mound with a mottled exterior wall is one of the oldest pilgrimage places in the entire Shicheng area. Its priest, Father Salien, is one of the most proud disciples of Bishop Luen, but this branch of the Mensha sect does not pursue fame and fortune, so it is gradually forgotten.
In the suburbs of Baicheng, the wind and rain were like obscurity. In the church, on the podium behind the altar, the priest with dark skin was like an old peasant in the countryside staring at the holy water cup in front of him in a daze.
The holy water cup is bestowed by Fa Enzan. The silver holy cup is filled with magical holy water. It is said that the filthy person can see his sins in this life from the reflection of the water, and the greedy person can see himself. For ugly desires, the devout can see firm hope, but only the pure can see the oracle from Yundian. Although this is just a legend, the holy water cup is indeed the most sacred vessel in a pilgrimage place, and it is one of the fixed ritual props to be used in the most solemn ceremonies.
Farmers and poor people in Siye occasionally ask for some holy water from the church. It is said to have healing effects. Father Salian is also willing to give. But at this moment, thunder is rumbled, and the surface of the holy water cup is also rippling, and the water seems to be floating. A layer of black fog formed, and one after another golden words emerged from the black fog, and then gradually disappeared.
This strange scene has lasted for a full quarter of an hour.
The roots of Salian's forehead were full of cold sweat. He did not live on his chest, painted sacred symbols, and chanted hymns in his mouth. But the thunderstorm outside the window seemed to be more violent. The monks and apprentices shouted from outside the church from time to time. Not long after, an ascetic monk covered in water came in from the side door holding a scroll wrapped in oil-soaked cowhide. "Master priest, the scriptures are already hidden in the cellar. The rain is weird. This time the tide of demons seems to be much greater than before."
He suddenly stopped and saw Father Sarren turning his head pale.
"Master priest...?"
"Quickly, go and notify Bishop Gonzalez and let him inform the Buga..."
"Notify the Buga? What happened, Lord priest?" The monk's face changed drastically.
"Let the Buga close the monitoring station in the Frontier of Elements," Sarlen's hand trembled as if nervously, and the voice seemed to be coming from the depths of hell: "Milos's constellation is restored, and a god is resurrected in Vaughan. NS… "
A blast of mine fell.
The buzzing sound echoed in the church for a long time.
The ascetic monk stood stunned in the aisle between the three rows of chairs, and for a moment he forgot what he was going to do.
"Go, go quickly."
"I have to meet the sage..."
Sarren looked out the window shivering.
Wind and rain are like weaving.
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Shallow Water Town—
After August, the eastern area of Lantoniland finally showed a light green color, and the forest was no longer lifeless withered branches and leaves. When the wind on the surface of Lake Kulk passed over the forest, the sound of rustling could be heard. Two young men were fishing on the trestle bridge by the lake, with the sand buckets at their feet, and one of them was yelling, as if he didn't care to startle the'prey'.
"Hi, Lando, I can definitely catch a pike today. Let's go and laugh at John and the others."
"You shut up, the fish was all taken away by you."
His companion scolded angrily.
"Don't worry, it's not the time to get the bait. I'll be quiet later. But today, the wind is a bit outrageous, and it won't be so easy when closing." The first young man held the back of his head with his hands and leaned comfortably. On the wooden post of the trestle bridge, biting a blade of grass, muttered.
"Can you close-"
The second young man hadn't finished speaking, suddenly it seemed like an earthquake, and the entire trestle bridge shook, causing him to tremble and bit his tongue, and couldn't help screaming. And the first young man jumped up and looked around uncertainly. In the end, his eyes fell on the lake, and a conspicuous ripple in his field of vision was spreading along the shore to the center of the lake.
That is definitely not against the waves.
"Hey! What's wrong, did the ground move just now?"
"Damn... um, my tongue... it hurts..."
The young man called Rando hunched his waist on the trestle, and the pain was like a cooked dried shrimp. But the first young man stood up vigilantly. He began to feel that something was wrong. He raised his head—it was the forest. The forest was quiet. Immediately afterwards, a buzzing sound came from the north. The sound was a bit like the bees raised in the old Yonnon's house in the north, but he knew that it would definitely not be bees, and there could not be so many bees.
He raised his head subconsciously, and saw a dark cloud coming from the direction of the Dead Frost Forest.
Something happened!
The young man suddenly remembered the group of nobles who entered the forest half a month ago.
Without thinking about it, he grabbed his companion on the trestle bridge and ran towards the lake. It was at this time that the second wave of shocks arrived as expected. From a distance, even the ground in the forest seemed to be rippled and the arched soil The layers swept across the entire shore of Lake Kurk like a wave. The young man had just pulled his companion to the shore. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but yelled from the trestle bridge and fell steadily. On the beach not far away.
Behind him, Zhenbo was like a whip, swiping it on the trestle bridge, the trestle bridge that has been standing by the lake for 15 years in Shallow Water Town was swinging like a typhoid fever, but in a moment, it fell apart with a crash. Turned into a pile of tattered wood floating on the water.
The young man watched this scene dumbfounded, with only one thought in his mind:
What's wrong
…
Baixia disappeared.
Pieces of glacial canyons are melting, avalanches collapsed and collapsed, peaks and ridges are fragmented, mountain peaks sinking into the ground, leaving horrible cracks. The earth is roaring, and a chant is chanted among the trembling mountains. The ice layer is collapsing layer by layer with the singing. A half-town-sized glacier is rolling and falling into the wide open abyss, and in the process In the middle of dismemberment, it made a thunderous sound.
The young knights of the Knights of Folding Swords stared at everything in front of them with their mouths stunned. The entire canyon had been flattened, and the glaciers on both sides were disappearing like sand in an hourglass. From time to time, someone stumbled in the falling snow, and people on both sides hurriedly hurry. Grabbed him and dragged him up.
Alea was shaking off the scum from his hood. He raised his head to look at the doomsday scene, and couldn't help but feel a little lost: "Martha is here, what's the matter, Brende, you When did you blaspheme the gods, and now you are condemned by heaven."
"Shut your stinky mouth!" Brende coughed badly on the stretcher.
Nimesis walked at the forefront of the team. She climbed up a cliff, then stretched out her hand backwards, and let little Pello grab her hand and climb up. "Thank you." The latter shook the bear's coat. Snow, thanked him.
"Can't go anymore."
"What's wrong?"
"Look ahead!" someone in the team called out suddenly.
Little Pello squinted his eyes, put his hand on his eyebrows and looked forward. Right in front, the White Gorge had completely disappeared, replaced by a deep valley. Under the deep valley, the diffuse ice mist was gradually dissipating, exposing the endless horizon behind. Black buildings. Just under the feet, it looks like obsidian cubes stacked one by one, but each one has a side length of more than tens of thousands of feet. The mist is shrouded on these majestic cubes. At first glance, it looks like a legend. Titan's Ark.
At this moment, the glacier is disappearing downwards, and these black buildings are slowly rising amidst the roar of rumbling.
"Martha is here, what the hell is this..." Alea stared straight, looking at the slowly rising black wall.
Nimesis watched quietly, those strange and familiar memories seemed to come to mind automatically.
Little Pello turned her head to look at her: "Ms. Nimesis?"
"retreat."
"The way of retreat has long been broken." Little Pello pointed to the black high wall and asked loudly, "Ms. Nimesis, do you know something."
Nimesis turned her head and stared at the little Cruz knight with pitch-black eyes. She didn't say a word, but rarely made the other party shrink back. Little Pello understood the danger and warning in her eyes. He took a step back subconsciously. This action immediately made his face flushed. He just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Nimesis, "You want to know that What?" Without giving Little Pello a chance to speak, Nimesse opened her mouth and said three words with her lips.
"Milos."
…
All the energy channels are already lit up, the platform is slowly rising amidst the humming sound, the darkness fades like a layer of veil, and the light spills from the top of the head, gradually delineating the edge of the entire abyss. Above the smooth broken wall, there are countless energy-transporting lattices. Some are distributed in regular polylines, and some are beautifully round. The entire wall is like a huge machine, with every component. They are all operating in an orderly manner.
The platform slowly rose to the very center of this space, and then stopped with a beep.
Kou Hua was in the center of the platform, and then slowly raised her eyelids. At this moment, the black flames on her body were already flying around like falling leaves, revealing the platinum body made of pure lightning below. She opened her eyes and filled her eyes. A piece of snow, wisps of electric arcs jumped up from her curved face and extended to the slender neck. Her hair was purely composed of bundles of lightning confined together.
"It feels good to be reborn."
There seemed to be two voices resounding on the platform, one belonged to Kou Hua, the other was thunderous, and the two voices gradually overlapped and merged into one.
Just as Kou Hua spoke, a beam of lightning fell from mid-air, passed through her body, and hit the platform directly below. Countless ionizations exploded on the platform paved like obsidian like splashing molten steel. Among the deep nicks on the platform, one after another, the platinum light stretched in all directions along the primitive patterns, as if in a flash, the entire platform had come to life.
Those luminous energy channels refracted bunches of holographic projections into the air. In these projections, those ancient runes flashed: Flame, Eaam, Oss, Aryn, these runes flowed down like rain, forming With the beautiful data stream and the light wall, Brando was almost shocked by this scene, until Kou Hua's voice sounded again:
"Thousands of years ago, the dispute seems to linger in the hall above the clouds. The sad gods have to admit their failures. They have planned a future that is almost bound to go to ruin for the world you call Vaughan. , Is about to return fate to you humble creatures."
"Thousands of years later, you repelled the twilight, but the chaos is rooted in your hearts, greed, sin, killing, endless conquests, you have turned yourself into the doomsday that you once saw in the prophecies. "
"The classical order has become the past. Only entropy exists forever. To this day, God has once again awakened you, and everything is back to the original point-the world was born from chaos and destroyed in chaos, reality and prophecy are confirmed one by one, huh. Mortal people, this is reward!"
Then her voice seemed to be replaced by another emotion:
"You have chosen your destiny again, mortal."
"We have personally handed back the direction of destiny to you, but today, you are here again, as if only to prove Alvers's prophecy."
"You wake us up again, we respect your choice, the gods will return to the earth, and we will rebuild the order of the next era."
"And your age, this is the end of—"
Brando fixedly watched this scene, as if watching a cutscene in the game, and stayed there. For a long while, he raised his head and blurted out: "Are you Kouhua or Milos?"
Kou Hua lowered her head to look at Brando, two different emotions flashing in her silver eyes|colors at the same time, but she finally fixed on one of them, and said:
"Of course I am Kou Hua."
"But it's also Milos."
Another tone rumbling.
She gently raised her arm, and in front of her, there seemed to be stones thrown into the space, rippling rippling circles, after the ripples opened, holographic projections appeared behind them. Brando only glanced at the image that appeared in it, and he recognized that it was the projection of the city, Waloz in Cruz, Corunk on the borders, Toquinine, the fortress of the Golden Mane Lion-he could even see it. To the towering golden spires, the White City, Thousand Sails Port, the rebuilt golden vault of the Great Temple of Amperisel, the fortress-like fortress of Kekul Castle, the elven tip of St. Ossor, the gray fortress, Even Buffalo City, which Brando had only visited once on the Great Glacier, appeared in these countless pictures.
Brando's breathing became a little short, he stared at Kou Hua and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Kou Hua looked at him triumphantly: "Guess?"
A bolt of lightning passed through Brando's mind, "You can't do that!" he shouted through gritted teeth.
"Why not?"
The girl's voice asked softly.
…