On the battlefield of Oran, the sun had broken through the blockade of the dark clouds again. When the new morning sun fell, the battlefield was full of cheers.
The hopeless torrential rain had ceased, and the flood that drowned the capital finally dissipated. When the priests of the evil god could no longer hear the call of the Lord God, the sea clan fled faster than expected.
The mortal warriors threw their weapons into the sky, and lay in the drowning water covered in mud, enjoying the happiness of still living. In the towns around the new capital, the old man walked out of the old house tremblingly and looked up to see this scripture. The sunshine that has not been seen in years, the joy of victory flooded everyone's heart.
Although the mortals have already won this battle, I am afraid no one will pursue it. Why did the dark clouds dissipate so quickly, and why did the sacrifices and magicians of the sea tribe suddenly lose their power.
"Our king!"
"It was Emperor Dasos who led us to victory!"
The battleship group with the royal emblem drifted slowly through the sky after the rain. Those battleships that were still charred and damaged have become synonymous with merit and epic victory.
Mortals will only know that their emperor, the young Dasos, guided them to retake their capital, and at this moment, his prestige was destined to surpass the previous kings.
In one corner of the battlefield, the real hero of this war is preparing to harvest the goal of this war—the gods and true gods who are the spoils of war!
"Is it time?"
Even at the edge of the quagmire, Ayer's white robe was still spotless, but lying beside him was a blue-skinned giantess. Since she had approached her fall, after the madness of the past had dissipated, she was always filled with anger and anger. The dissatisfied face eased, and there was still a bit of ambition and beauty.
"Tsk tsk tsk, shut up, she's still a beauty."
The most annoying thing about the black-haired and black-eyed Desperate Lord is probably his bad habit of playing with his prey. At this time, he is still teasing the Storm Maiden, expecting her to resist again, or simply explode.
But unfortunately, being slapped by the two main gods, the blue giantess at this time can only breathe out but not breathe, and it is impossible to respond even if she wants to.
In a sense, the fate of the Storm Lady was already sealed when Ayeros chose to sacrifice.
To be able to be conspired by two main god-level existences and calculated by countless bosses, it is also an honor for a storm lady who only relied on gambling to become a powerful god.
Led her into the game with the layout of the national war, shaken the beliefs of the believers and put her in a desperate situation, and used the most high-end field of despair to make her upset and make wrong decisions. The rise of the rocket and the fall of the meteor are destined to become the textbook examples of future generations.
Of course, if she didn't enter the game, the outcome would still not have changed. It couldn't be that after the sea clan fled, the two bosses directly forcibly broke into the kingdom of God to fight, and the loss was just a little bigger.
Therefore, when the God of Water Elements made a choice, when the deal with the neutral side was reached, the fall of the Storm Lady was already doomed.
At this time, as the winner of the battle of gods, Ayer was not at all happy, and Junxiu's face was actually a little melancholy and a little dazed.
This surprised the despairing lord Heimer who was familiar with him. What else could stymie this omnipotent boss
"Boss Ayer? What's wrong? Is there some god who is plotting against us?"
But obviously, Ayer had no intention of explaining. He just glanced at the sunlight penetrating from the clouds and sighed.
"Hey, it's time."
…
When did this start, the storm that was destined to sweep the world.
The original plan was probably at the Styx River, where the Lich and the God of Death had a showdown.
It was not an order of magnitude duel at all. On one side was the oldest god of death, who had become a symbol of history and immortality. As the guardian of reincarnation, when the order of the Styx he guarded was touched, he could even dispatch his body on the Styx. Coupled with the dual blessings of order and chaos, even if three or four main gods join forces, they cannot do anything in reincarnation.
In fact, in the past history, this kind of thing has indeed happened. The powerful evil gods are eager to go a step further, seek the mystery from the root, and explore this river of souls, but their endings are all taken by the god of death. future.
The opponent on the other side, although he has reached the top of mortals, the undead crown that appeared on the main plane after thousands of years also shows his extraordinaryness, but no matter how extraordinary, it is still in the category of mortals. Forbidden spells and undead legions that are good at the body are not worth mentioning in front of the god of death.
The gap between the newest Lich King and the oldest god of death is like an ant and a giant dragon, and it is precisely this very different duel that sowed the seeds for changing the world.
“…I didn’t even know I would keep my hands at that time.”
Maybe I saw this familiar face on the Styx several times, maybe I have some sympathy for the tragic fate of this "junior", maybe I want to know what the other party will do even if he breaks the cycle, even Ayer himself does not. You know, why you can solve the opponent with a single blow, and keep your hand at the end, giving the opponent a chance to breathe.
"... I have a plan, a plan that can stop the jihad, I don't know if you are interested."
Iyer still remembers that the lich's phylactery sword is full of cracks, and the fire of the soul in the skull can be extinguished at any time, but the lingering soul, without fear, without begging for mercy, just slowly said that shocking sky. The conspiracy, the arrogant words that are almost impossible to achieve.
"Fundamentally speaking, the holy war of chaos and order stems from the political pattern of the two poles of the world. Even if their innate consciousness and attribute opposition are thrown away, they are instinctively eager to destroy each other. Therefore, to stabilize the world, at least more formations must be formed. Polarized political landscape, at least three, the more the better, yes, we need the neutral side, and you are the only one who can do it…”
At first, Ayer by the river Styx was just joking, listening to what this cunning lich would say at the end.
Yes, when Ayer first looked at Roland, it was like watching a clown trying to defend himself in order to save his life.
"... We need a new true god, he doesn't need to be very powerful, but he can make a fair judgment that everyone agrees with. We also need a hell, he will operate in place of the current reincarnation... "
"... The teachings of the gods are only for themselves. Since spending money, pleasing the gods and the church can go to heaven, the so-called leading people to be kind is just a joke, and in order to further eliminate the possibility of war, we can spread new teachings, only pure Only the good deeds can enter heaven, the real warriors who die for justice will enter the eternal Valhalla after death, and the wicked can only cry and suffer in hell..."
And then, those secrets that the main gods could not have access to, but one by one came out of the lich's mouth. Not only did he have no respect for the true god, but he also knew a lot about the secrets of the goddess of creation.
The most outrageous thing is that he is clearly the evil lich king, the strongest demon king hated by all life, but he is a mortal world, good and evil pay off, if it is nonsense, it is fine, but Ayer can perceive So, what he said was the truth, and it was the truth that he had considered for a long time.
According to the common sense of ordinary people, there is still a good lich in this world who worries about the country and the people? Either the Lich is crazy, or the world is crazy.
"interesting… "
Perhaps it was this curiosity that made Ayer finally listen to the Lich's crazy plan.
"Sounds interesting, but how can you convince me of your sincerity."
As the oldest god of death, Ayer is not someone who can be moved by words at all. Even if the other party is talking about hype, the plan itself is too crazy and the feasibility is extremely low. In his eyes, this is still a different kind of begging for mercy. .
But the lich laughed, and the skeleton laughed, and the fire of the soul couldn't stop shaking, but the emotion expressed was joy. Could it be that he was only able to tell this plan, was it a victory for him? Thinking of this, Ayer became more and more curious about the Lich.
"...According to your rules of guarding reincarnation, are you going to kill me?"
The lich laughed, this time, with an undisguised laugh.
"right."
"it is good."
Laughing enough, the lich slammed the cracked long sword to the ground, but the spell that drew his soul was used on his own destiny. It is the soul of the lich that is disintegrating.
"Crack!"
After that crisp sound, the Lich's phylactery was full of cracks, and the phylactery that could not keep the soul from passing was meaningless, and he was already doomed to death.
"How sincere is this little life of mine?"
So, Roland used his fall in this life to get an opportunity, an opportunity to communicate with Ayer on an equal footing, and even though Ayer helped seal the phylactery in the end, he gave Roland time to explain his "death". In fact, back then Ayer still didn't take it too seriously.
"It's too hard, impossible to do..."
Yes, it's too difficult. If you want to create a new power of order and a new priesthood by yourself, this is already the great achievement of the God of Light, and meeting this requirement is only the beginning of the implementation of this plan.
Ayer just rowed quietly on the Styx, and in the blink of an eye, he forgot about it.
And soon, what he got was the news of Roland's death.
"Oh, mortals, they are really fragile. What are the plans to change the world."
Some sighs, some pity Ayer, shook his head, but soon, the pity turned into amazement.
"Huh? Good boy, actually doing tricks under my eyelids."
Yes, Roland was really dead back then, but Roland, who did tricks in the Styx River, successfully deceived the God of Death and got up from where he fell into the Styx River!
Under the spectator of Ayer, who was smiling but not smiling, and waiting for Roland by the river Styx, it was Margaret and Adam who followed, so the demon king who could not be destroyed was sealed in the underground world. As for whether the two brave men were inspired by a certain death god, it was a bad debt that no one could tell.
However, in a sense, the cunning Roland has also been recognized by Ayer. At least, when he discovered that the lich was actually running around in the underground world, he also ran to visit and chat from time to time. This is a rare thing for Ayer, who has "few friends and fewer enemies (all dead)".
But for Iyer, that "plan" was long overdue until that day...