Lacus held the God's Prologue. She was like a goddess of light. Her clear voice passed through everyone's ears:
"Please all of you take a closer look at how much damage this war has caused to this country!"
Her voice made everyone couldn't help but start to look. Many people suddenly discovered the terrifying scene. They had been paying attention to who could win, but they didn't even notice the broken corpses, the blazing flames of war, and the pieces.
battlefield, and those terrified people.
Lux's voice spread to every corner, extremely clear.
"Everyone, it is difficult to support this country anymore. We can no longer destroy it like this, or even start a war in front of the people. Demacia cannot be destroyed in our hands."
Lacus held the Prologue of God in her hand and said with a determined expression:
"Now, let the war end!"
"All of this should end here. Don't let anyone die anymore. Please stop the war immediately. Legions from the Freljord, please go back and forth from wherever you are. Next, I want to formally declare to Demacia
Carry out a thorough reform, liquidation, and reshuffle!"
Lin Luo looked at her quietly from a distance.
He could probably guess that these words were probably not something Lux could say. With that aura and demeanor, it was obvious that he was the founding general of Demacia.
These words must have been conveyed by Lux on behalf of Oren.
The entire grand square of Demacia fell into a strange dead silence.
The appearance of the Iron Legion showed its absolute combat power.
As for war, once absolute suppression appears, victory or defeat will occur in an instant.
The Iceborne legions of the Freljord looked at each other, and then without any hesitation, they fled quickly, almost in embarrassment!
It is impossible for them to defeat the Iron Legion. The mere invalidation of the attributes of that legion will make them lose all will to fight.
"Wipe it! Let them go like this!"
Mao Tou looked very unwilling and said:
"If my country is invaded by a group of enemies, I will have to crush them to ashes!"
Lin Luo said in a deep voice:
"Two countries cannot be so motivated. Demacia is in a state of disarray right now. If these 30,000 troops are eliminated, it will definitely anger the Avarosa tribe behind the Snowy Mountains. Then there will be external and internal troubles, and it may even lead to more disasters.
A terrible war."
Maotou thought so and said no more.
"And the war is not over in the true sense yet. Now the Demacia royal family should help Jarvan carry out a major reshuffle and liquidation. After the war is completed, the war will be truly over. This is good news for us.
, the royal family’s victory is already certain.”
Lin Luo and Tata looked at each other and raised their hands to give a high-five.
In the end, it was better for the two of them to cooperate just now, otherwise they would be the losers now.
Regarding the outcome of the war, the other legion players could also see it and they were overjoyed!
Especially those legions who supported Lin Luo shouted excitedly!
"Fuck! Finally won!!"
"Come to think of it, we don't seem to have done much, and it feels like we just got a bunch of rewards."
"You can't say that. We players have failed countless times. Even though our combat power is poor, we have tried our best!"
Just as they say.
The remaining player legions did not play a big role in the war, but they also tried their best. They did not play a role because they only had those abilities, but the casualties and battle losses of each legion showed that they had tried their best.
"No matter what, winning is the best result!"
Lin Luo took a deep breath and showed a heartfelt joy:
"At that time, our player army will truly have a firm foothold in this country. We no longer have to worry about being secretly targeted by others!"
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The equipment of God's Prologue is obviously effective for both players and NPCs.
After Lux possessed the Prologue of God, the people had forgotten the fact that she had magical power.
She watched the Freljord legion leave in embarrassment, but her eyes suddenly focused:
"Silas, please stay!"
Silas, who was about to leave, paused, turned his back to Lux, and said without any emotion in his voice:
"What are you going to do, kill me and avenge your army?"
Lacus shook her head and said:
"No, I just said that the royal family is going to conduct a major liquidation of the entire Demacia. This must be done with the eyes of all Demacia people, so you must stay!"
Silas laughed heartily, and then said in a cold tone:
"I told you, I'm not Demacian."
"But you have Demacian blood in your bones! You must stay!"
Lux knew that words were of no use to people like Silas, so she waved her hand, and the Iron Legion stood in front of Silas and forcibly stopped him.
The latter sneered a few times:
"Okay, I want to see how you can give me an explanation!"
The Freljord's legions left, leaving behind all the five thousand magical criminals that Silas planned to take away.
At this point, the entire grand square fell into a dead silence.
Lux's eyes swept over everything. She saw the collapsed and broken city walls, the ground stained red with blood, seriously injured or even dead bodies, and weapons dripping with hot blood. Everything was silently describing the tragedy of the war.
"The reason why Demacia is in the current situation is because this country does not have a real king!"
Lux's first words made those noble legions tremble, as if they had been severely whipped, but they did not dare to refute at all.
With the Iron Legion here, no matter how many noble legions there are, they are no match.
The only thing that can determine the final outcome of a war is absolute strength. Unless the nobles really want to die, they will resist. But it is obvious that these nobles do not have such backbone. They lowered their heads in disgust, not daring to fight with Lux.
Looking at each other.
Turn to the other side.
The royal regiments raised their arms and shouted, declaring the victory of this war.
And Lux’s words are very crucial. This is also the ultimate goal of the royal family plot mission, which is to help Jarvan IV ascend to the throne!
"Next, I would like to invite our Highness Jiawen to speak!"
After all, Lux is only a noble. She is not suitable to make such a declaration in such a scene. The one who really speaks should be Jarvan.
In name.
Jiawen is the true royal heir of this country.
Jarvan IV excitedly walked forward and came to the foot of the statue of the Winged God.
He was so excited that his facial expression trembled.
As a person who could legitimately inherit the throne, he was coerced and lured by a group of nobles and dignitaries to hold back his status as a prince, and he was unable to even inherit the throne that should have belonged to him.
This situation continues to this day and has finally been broken!
"Dear people of Germany!"
Jiawen was wearing a golden dragon-slaying armor. He held up the German military flag with an excited expression and shouted:
"This war is to fulfill God's will, and it is also a battle for me to inherit the throne!"
Lin Luo felt that when Jiawen said the words 'God's will', the people who were originally indifferent suddenly became excited.
He felt more and more deeply how far this country trusted the gods.
Especially these ordinary people, they usually do not think as frequently as the nobles. Many things have no cause and do not need a cause. As long as they say "God's will", it is an irreversible imperial edict, and these people do not
Will go against the grain.
"This country relies too much on God."
Tata stared at all this and said softly.
Lin Luo nodded and said:
"This is because gods really exist in this world."
If you think about the logic carefully, it is actually not difficult to understand.
You must know that in reality many countries have various staunch believers, but that is under the premise that the belief has not been proven. Looking at Demacia, at least gods did exist. It is not surprising that the people of Demacia believe in gods so much.
Totally understandable.
The people shouted excitedly:
"We support His Highness Jarvan's succession!"
"His Royal Highness Jarvan has passed the test of God. He is the new king of Demacia. He will surely lead us to a bright future!"
"The distant ice barbarians were defeated, which is enough to prove His Highness Jiawen's ability!"
Jarvan already has a good reputation among the people, coupled with the tilt of the divine power, and this personal defeat of the Freljord Army, it almost established the fact that he ascended the throne.
Jiawen suppressed the excitement in his heart. He had waited for this moment for more than ten years, and finally it was here!
He raised the military flag high and shouted!
Countless people and royal troops also shouted one after another!
Only those nobles had pale faces. Among them, a figure stared at Jiawen with hatred. He had an extremely crazy idea, but this idea was the final turning point for the noble camp.
No one noticed that this figure quietly left the crowd of nobles, not even the cat head with the highest perception.
Because he was quietly watching the scene where Jiawen ascended the throne.
"Demacia has experienced too many setbacks, taken too many detours, and made mistakes, big and small, from ancient times to the present."
Jarvan IV spoke in a serious tone as he glanced at one person after another.
"In my opinion, the biggest mistake Demacia made was the law prohibiting magic!"
When Jarvan IV said this, he was very nervous inside.
This is a tradition that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Abolishing the tradition will have terrible consequences. Even if the tradition itself is wrong, it has been accepted by generations of people, so this matter is very risky.
Many people were puzzled.
"Why? Doesn't it mean that those with magic are demons?"
"But the law prohibiting magic is the biggest law established by the first generation of kings!"
"Is this really appropriate?"
The current Jiawen has not officially succeeded to the throne, so his words do not have the authority of the king.
But he explained:
"Dear people, times have changed!"
"The background of each era is different. Perhaps a long time ago, magic has not been fully developed. It is indeed a dangerous and primitive power. It is obtained by people with a clear conscience and destroys the world. Therefore, the impression of magic is
The power of the devil!"
"But today everyone saw that Miss Lux of the Crownguard family used magic to defeat the enemy from behind the snow-capped mountains."
Jarvan IV took a deep breath and said loudly:
"Magic is guiltless, and from today on, we must realize this!!!"
When Jiawen's voice completely spread, everyone's expressions became different.
The first is the expression of the royal family, they become relieved and determined, this is the goal they are striving for.
The expressions of the nobles were ashen, and it can be expected that the first thing to do is to abolish the law prohibiting magic, followed closely by a large-scale purge. The nobles will be punished severely, and the whole family will be executed.
No exaggeration.
The people looked at each other for a moment, but finally decided to gather around the birth of the new king and began to cheer loudly.
Silas stood alone in the middle of the carnival crowd. He stood like a slave, with no trace of happiness on his face.
This was definitely a good thing for the entire Demacia, but he realized that the price of completing this reform was exactly what he had experienced.
"Finally, I want to conduct a reckoning and trial on the initiators of this war!"
Jarvan looked at Silas and all the noble legions.
"Everyone who colludes with the Freljord will be sentenced to treason!"
His expression became grim and cold:
"When I inherit the throne of Demacia according to God's will, all the reckoning will begin directly, and I will never tolerate it!!"
Jiawen's speech caused an earth-shattering response among the people and the royal family!
This moment is extremely sacred and solemn!
Demacia, which has been without a king for more than ten years, will have a new king!
He is wise, brave, progressive, dares to challenge authority, and will never tolerate his enemies!
"We support His Highness Jarvan's ascension to the throne!"
“God’s will is infallible!!”
"I am willing to unconditionally support His Highness Jiawen in everything!!!"
The people began to cheer excitedly!
They threw up the handkerchiefs, flowers, and jewelry in their hands!
Jarvan IV's eyes were filled with tears. He opened his arms and leaned down to embrace these enthusiastic people.
This country has been handed down to him from generation to generation of kings.
He shoulders a burden that countless people cannot understand. The moment he puts on the crown, the weight of the entire country falls on him, and every move he makes must be extremely solemn.
"Hahahaha! This is God's will. Your Highness, you will be crowned king in the presence of countless people!!"
The bishop in white was in tears and trembling all over.
Demacia has been without a king for too long, like a dry rice field without nectar for too long.
At this moment, all the royal family and nobles were silent.
In fact, of course they knew that the god of Demacia had already left them.
In today's Demacia, only a king who can truly take on everything can protect this country.
If God abandons you, then you can’t abandon yourself, right?
"The overall situation has been decided, everything is over..."
Some nobles fell to the ground slumped, and they murmured:
"When Jiawen is crowned king, our reckoning will come..."
The most exciting ones are of course all the ten major legions participating in the battle!
The task of winning the war has not yet been completed. Jarvan must be able to wear the crown and ascend the throne as king.
"Fuck you! Hurry up! Put it on quickly!"
"Old guy, can you go faster!!"
"Hurry, hurry up, I can't wait!!!"
The players are even more excited than the people. This is a big event in the version, and the rewards are all rare treasures!
At this time, Jiawen faced the statue of the god, knelt down on one knee and closed his eyes devoutly.
The white-clothed bishop took a clear golden king's treasure box from the waiter behind him. Inside was golden silk. Lying quietly on the silk was an octagonal crown with a bright gem inlaid in the center.
This is the crown that can only be worn by the kings of Demacia throughout the ages.
The bishop in white had a solemn expression, and he held the crown carefully with his old and trembling hands.
Jiawen knelt down on one knee, extremely solemn, as if he had taken over the most important mission in the world.
