The nightmare is dissipating.The "Abyss of Oblivion", which had been shrouded in the chaotic power of Lokmardon for 10,000 years, gradually broke free from the darkness, and the first thing to change was the core of the epic battle, the seat of the former Nightmare Tyrant - the Spiral Hill.The twilight of the twilight vanished unconsciously, the remnants of the twisted and strange spiral mound completely disintegrated in silence, and the monsters that poured out of the nightmare were like morning dew illuminated by the sun, and they rose up layers of smoke and gradually became transparent, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth one by one, the storm over the plain stopped, and the giant pillars of smoke and dust also disintegrated like the first awakening of a dream, and the light of the stars rose from those giant pillars of smoke and dust, like the soul that had been liberated, and suddenly rose into the sky, And some mysterious debris that shimmered from the sky fell from the sky, sprinkled on the battlefield, and sprinkled on every soldier and general.Karasius watched this scene in a daze, and subconsciously stretched out his hand.A shimmering debris fell on the palm of his hand, and there was a slight warmth coming from the crumbs, as if he heard someone whispering thanks, but when he listened closely, he found that it was just an illusion.All sorts of supernatural powers dissipated, and a ray of light shone on his face.The rolling clouds in the sky gradually subsided and dispersed in all directions, and the light that had been separated from this world for many years fell from the sky, dispelling the last haze, and beams of light pierced the sky, like a thousand torrents pouring down."
The nightmare is over...... a high-ranking paladin took off his blood-stained helmet and clipped it around his waist, tilted his head and squinted his eyes to look directly at the bright and blooming sky, "this time, it's really over......"
The exhausted warriors could finally rest, and after losing the will to forcibly support themselves, they fell to the ground one by one, staggering, embarrassed, covered in blood and mud, they looked at each other, the intense joy and relaxation made them want to laugh out loud or shout for catharsis, However, they didn't even have the strength to shout like this, so they could only look at their comrades-in-arms around them, trying to pull the corners of their mouths and smile.Carasius wanted to fall down like this, even for a minute, to rest as much as he wanted, but he mustered up his will, barely stood, and staggered towards the wardens.His platinum staff had been completely overloaded and destroyed in the previous battle, so he could only support himself with a crooked wooden rod for the moment.Some vague figures stood in front of the king of mountains and rivers.The Legion of Heroic Souls and the Legion of the End were left with one in ten after their last battle, countless twisted warriors and ancient Heroic Spirits fell in their path, paving the way to the future for the living, and when the dawn finally came, few of the two legions were still standing on the battlefield.Dark creatures of deformation and distortion, empty and transparent soul warriors, pairs of hollow armor and battle robes, they gathered in front of the King of Mountains and Rivers, just as they had been when they were inspected thousands of years ago.A thin old man stood at the forefront of this team, like the most ordinary old man, tilting his head and talking to the king of mountains and rivers.It was only then that Carasius suddenly remembered that the "Pope" did not belong to the world of the living, he was a gathering of the dead, a member of the army of the dead.Auguste VII, like a loving father, is long dead.Gordon, the king of mountains and rivers, leaned down in front of these warriors, listened carefully to the words of the old pope, and for a long time, he nodded slightly, as if making a promise, and then slowly stood up.A ray of light poured down from the clouds and shone on the Legion of the End.The twisted limbs dissolved in the light, the corroded bodies quickly vaporized, and with the black smoke that dissipated, the twisted monsters returned to their original form—in the form of souls.Knights in shining armor, priests in holy white robes, the warrior who held the banner recovered, he was once again a war bishop in a battle robe, his beard was gray, his cheeks were resolute, and the rag he had tied behind his back flew in the air, gradually turning into a golden battle banner depicting the sideways image of the goddess, and fell back into his hands.The old pope nodded to the war bishop and glanced back at Carasius before turning and strolling towards the line of the dead.The field bishop raised the golden battle flag in his hand: "The whole army turns back!"
”"Go-go!"
The dead took neat steps, facing the light of the clouds, and marched forward with their heads held high, marching towards that light.The light that shone from the clouds grew more and stronger, and finally converged into the ubiquitous light of the sky, reflecting the entire old world with all its brilliance, and in the midst of the light, the figure of that legion gradually thinned out, faded away, and finally became one with the light of the dawn.The ten wardens stood solemnly and looked at each other.In the rear, the surviving soldiers also struggled to their feet, supporting each other as they watched their ancestors leave.After the silent send-off, Carasius looked up with a sense of feeling, and a rudimentary cane carved from bent thorns slowly fell from the sky, and he let go of the wooden stick in his hand, and reached out to take the thorny cane, as if he could still feel a trace of residual warmth."
According to 'their' wishes, 'they' want you to take over the papal responsibility," the voice of the king of mountains and rivers came from above, "The arrival of dawn does not mean the end of everything, but the beginning, and there needs to be someone to lead the world back on track, would you?"
”Carasius gripped the thorny staff tightly, and the old Pope glanced back at him as he turned to step into the sequence of the dead, and from that deep gaze he already knew the responsibility he was about to face.The dawn doesn't mean the end of it all - even if the threat of Lokmadon is gone forever and the Tides of Chaos no longer threaten the world, Koloe is destined to go through a turbulent and difficult time, because in the real world outside, the Chaos War has been raging for seven years, and the conspiracy of the Annihilation Cultists has caused unimaginable destruction in the kingdoms in the last month of the war.And when the "Tides of Chaos" forever becomes a memory of the past, Chlo must also rebuild a new order, a new order that the people who live in this land have never thought of, and at such times, someone must step up and lead everything.Carasius took up the burden, but also felt a heavy pressure, and the King of Mountains seemed to see what was in his heart, and a rumbling voice came from the air: "The wardens will return to this world." ”"We will also help," accompanied by heavy footsteps, Mu Lu's voice also came from the other direction, he was not a member of the ** prison officer, and he didn't understand the power of the light of order, so he didn't stand with the king of mountains and rivers in the battle just now, but sat in the Sacred Legion, "I believe that Hao Ren will have follow-up arrangements." ”"Hao Ren......"
The king of mountains and rivers couldn't help but look up at the sky, the previous rift that reflected the outer universe had disappeared, and in order to prevent the power of Lokmarton from recoiling into this world, the barrier of the prison system had been re-closed, he didn't know what was happening outside, "I don't know if everything was going well on his side......"
"I trust him," Muru said slowly, "He never plans things that he is uncertain about, even if he usually seems careless, everything he does is foresighted and has never missed." ”Just as Muru's words fell, a beam of light suddenly pierced the sky.This beam of light was different from ordinary celestial light, it not only illuminated the sky, but even tore through the space, the shielding system of Kolo Prison was opened from the outside, and the image of the outer universe briefly flashed in the beam, and the breath of Lockmarton could not be seen in that scene.Mu Lu showed an expression that he had expected, and smiled and pointed to the figure that appeared in the beam: "Look, he's back." ”"Landlord!""
Uncle Jen!""
Big cat!""
Hiss-biubiu!"
A group of people rushed up, and the first to rush to the front was naturally the group of tenants at home, Hao Ren greeted these familiar faces, and at the same time easily grabbed the little weak chicken and stuffed it into the can, and then nodded to Gordon and Carasius, the kings of the mountains and rivers, who came later.Carasius asked hurriedly, "Lockmaddon ......"
"It won't come back," Hao Ren opened his personal space, showing the last fragment of Rockmadon's soul collected, "This is the last fragment of it, and it has been deprived of the possibility of resurrection or return in any form under the witness of another true god." ”Carasius couldn't help but close his eyes and drew a ring on his chest with his hand: "Thank you, Goddess ......"
Although Lokmadon has been expelled from this world before, as long as it is not sure that it has really died permaly, then it cannot be 100% assured!
Hao Ren took this opportunity to look around the battlefield.The heroic souls were gone, and even the remnants of the pedestal of the Spiral Hill had vanished, and the great plains were illuminated by the heavenly light, and the smoke and shadows entrenched on the plains quickly receded, and an aura of peace and tranquility permeated the battlefield.He sighed softly, lamenting the end of a nightmarish era, and lamenting that a civilization had finally survived, and then he raised his head and looked at the king of mountains and rivers."
Gordon, with the appeal of the warden, what is the influence of the major secular kingdoms?""
Most people in the secular kingdom may not be aware of the existence of the warden, but the appeal of the church should be sufficient, although the prestige of the Holy Realm has been affected to a certain extent due to the early withdrawal of troops from the secular kingdom in this crisis, but as long as the truth is explained, I believe that everything will be reversed.""
I need your influence," Hao Ren turned to Karasius and nodded, "I need to let the world know about the follow-up arrangements for this world, as well as some things about the outer universe. ”(To be continued.) )