With the appearance of Karl Moldred, director of the 7th Bureau, the Roman Square, which was filled with noisy noises, gradually became quiet.
In front of the Temple of the Sun King, it is getting late.
On the high platform made of black rock, flames burned on the pillars carved with wild rose patterns, and the dancing firelight reflected the solemn expressions of everyone in the audience.
The hem of his gray windbreaker was swaying in the cool breeze. Karl looked around on the stage, his deep gray eyes giving people an indescribable sense of depth.
"Friends, you are welcome! If I could, I would like to say something festive to celebrate this Sun Festival, but unfortunately, I have to tell you - the precious years of peace that lasted for hundreds of years and belonged to mankind.
It has ended."
Karl's voice was not loud, but it echoed in the hearts of everyone in the square.
The last complex words, which seemed like a sigh and a memory, seemed to contain endless vicissitudes and heavy meaning, and the sound spread to the entire Roman Square.
There were no flowers or applause, but it was announcing the end of the old era.
Many extraordinary beings in the audience were silent, like a group of silent black shadows. The solemn atmosphere also made Ren's expression gradually become more solemn.
There was no emotion or anger on Karl's face, and he said in a calm tone:
"In that distant era of ignorance (the first era), when human beings were children, people could not use words to describe everything they saw. When talking about flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rocks, grass and trees, they still had to point with their fingers..."
"...the first ancestors carved pictures on the stone slabs of time to record the origin myth. It is said that it was a magnificent and magical world, where dragons roared, giants roamed the mountains, and elves and tree people danced together..."
"...No one knows how they appeared. They call themselves the descendants of demons and the holy blood nobles. They feed on blood and souls... Many races have been exterminated, and humans and some races have become slaves..."
Karl spent a few minutes briefly introducing the distant history.
It's not nonsense.
Some information was not recorded in ordinary history books at all. At least Ren felt that he had gained a lot, and Arturia also showed signs of surprise from time to time.
Compared to the history taught by school teachers, what Carl said is closer to the truth.
"Friends, today is the sixth era, December 5, 312 of the natural calendar. More than two thousand years have passed since the Dawn War led by the Sun King of the third era."
"The King of the Sun, David Floris Feuerbach, led mankind through the darkest era of mankind... Now, the king has passed away, the tide is coming, and our civilization is about to face the challenge from the demon descendants..."
Karl's voice was still unhurried, but his eyes suddenly became sharp, as intimidating as a blade:
"And the first country to face the challenge is the Kingdom of Falorland!"
There was silence all around.
The navy blue night fell silently, and the evening breeze carried a hint of coolness.
The extraordinary beings under the high platform remained silent, and the surrounding citizens stopped talking. Worry, uneasiness, fear...all kinds of emotions appeared on people's faces.
Karl did not give everyone time to digest and continued:
"On the Pugni Plain of the Kingdom, the first battle of the Sixth Era is about to begin. This is a local war, a test of human strength by the demons, and a preview of the war that will spread to the entire continent..."
"Unfortunately, many countries are preparing for war to cope with the wave period. This time, Faloran can only fight alone..."
This bad news has made many people feel heavy.
The scene was completely silent. The citizens were either dumbfounded, devastated, or silent... No wonder they were not brave enough. In such troubled times, the lives of ordinary people are too fragile, like duckweeds.
Not just ordinary people, but many extraordinary people also have uncertain expressions.
Artoria closed her eyes slightly. As the owner of the strange spiritual power of "Light of the Soul", she could easily sense the fearful and uneasy emotions of the public, as well as some people...
"The war is about to begin, and no one can stay out of it. In the blink of an eye, the mountains and rivers will be stained with blood, families will be destroyed, people will be displaced, there will be famine, killings, robbery... Any crime, bloodshed, and tragedy you can imagine will be staged one by one..."
On the high platform, Karl's deep gaze swept over everyone.
His indifferent voice echoed in the night sky, with a biting chill, as if he was torturing everyone's soul.
"How could this happen? Is war inevitable?"
"What should we do? Can... get out of here?"
"Damn it! Why does it have to be in this era! We are just ordinary people, how can we survive?"
Many citizens had panic expressions on their faces, and the scene gradually became commotion.
Some people even began to question the deacons and police officers who were maintaining law and order about the authenticity of the news, and the answers they received were all affirmative, and war was inevitable.
During the wave period, the activities of demons are very frequent, and it is impossible to cover up the matter. However, relatively speaking, ordinary people also have more opportunities to touch the extraordinary.
This is an era when demons are dancing wildly, and it is also an era when heroes take advantage of the situation.
Different from the strict blockade in the "balance period", many restrictions will be relaxed on the extraordinary road during the wave period, whether it is the required resources or professional skill information.
Some lucky people may also find the opportunity to step into the supernatural realm.
"Friends, people of the kingdom, are you afraid of death?!"
Karl's eyes were as deep as the sea and his voice was sonorous and powerful.
The citizens were a little commotion, but under the black platform, the extraordinary people had different expressions.
The corners of Ren's mouth raised slightly, Artoria's eyes remained calm, the old goat reached out and touched his chin, Leon looked solemn, and Shirley smiled sweetly...
Everyone's performance is different.
Some face it calmly, some are frightened, some are eager to try, some shrink back and escape...and some are just afraid that the world will not be chaotic!
"Hahahaha, butcher, do you mean we need to be afraid?"
A burst of loud laughter broke the dull and oppressive atmosphere.
Ax King Alex laughed unbridled, and his thunderous laughter made many people's ears ring. His energy and blood rushed into the sky like a long river, which was horrifying.
A pair of copper bell-like eyes widened, and Alex showed his madness:
"Say, butcher, give me a reason to be afraid!"
There was a smile on Carl's lips, and he stretched out a palm. On the other side of the platform, the saint "Dawn Horn" Wade came over and handed him a document.
Many extraordinary people looked at him curiously. Karl shook the document twice and said expressionlessly:
"Our enemies this time are known to include Prince Milo of the Demon Clan, Prince Christian of the Demon Clan, Duke Luke of the Werewolf Clan, at least three Dark Dukes of the Ghoul Clan... and countless middle and low-level demons.
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"The above are just demonic warriors on the surface. Do you think we need to be afraid?!"
His cold voice echoed in the night, revealing for the first time the powerful enemy that the Kingdom of Falorland would face this time.
Such a dangerous situation on the plain made many extraordinary people change their expressions.
"Prince of the demon clan, Christian?"
"Besides Milo, there are other princes of darkness?"
"With just one trial, such a big battle, the fifth era wave period is already halfway through, right? A contest of this scale and degree is only possible? Are all the sixth era demons crazy?"
Many extraordinary people were talking about it, unable to hide their astonishment.
It was like thinking it was an ordinary flash flood, but it turned out to be a violent tsunami that swallowed everything up... I couldn't help but feel a little panicked, and it was hard to accept it.
Not to mention the frightened citizens, expressions of astonishment and surprise appeared on the faces of many extraordinary people.
In fact, except for big forces such as the Demon Hunter Association, the Steam Alliance, and the Church of Light, many middle- and low-level extraordinary beings do not know that the dangers of the wave period of the Sixth Age are far greater than before.
"Prince Christian?"
Artoria recited a sentence and couldn't help but look at Ren, whose face changed slightly: "Is he the one from the Hundred Years' Holy War?"
Has she been reading history books carefully recently, especially focusing on the years of the "Dawn War" of the Third Age and the "Hundred Years of Holy War" of the Fourth Age.
When he heard the news, Ren's face looked a little ugly:
"Yes, it's that old ghost! Compared to Prince Milo, that old ghost Prince Christian is more difficult to deal with."
Not long after the wave period began, not many princes of darkness had awakened from their slumber. Even if they did, they would usually be very low-key. After all, it would take some time to regain their strength.
Among them, Prince Milo of the Demon Black Wing Clan is the most high-profile.
Crazy, cool and domineering... this describes Milo, but he was only promoted to Prince of Darkness in the Fifth Age. He is relatively a rookie, and his strength is not top among the princes.
Moreover, Prince Milo also acted very arrogantly.
As soon as he woke up five years ago, he committed a blood sacrifice in a small town on the border of the San Joan Empire. When he was carried away, Gonzalez, the leader of the Knights Templar who arrived, shot him from behind with the famous gun "Glorious Wings".
One shot.
Despite the severe trauma, Prince Milo was still shaken.
He refused to run or escape, and confronted Gonzalez head-on... but I heard that Prince Milo had just gained the upper hand and then drifted away, and was almost nailed to death by Gonzalez with the holy spear "Redigail".
It can also be seen from this that Prince Milo is young and energetic, more promiscuous, and more capable of seeking death... At least Renn feels that Carl the Butcher will have no problem dealing with Prince Milo.
But Prince Christian of the Demonic Clan is different.
That was a ghost prince who had been active in the Third Age. He even escaped from the Storm God in the Fourth Age, and his strength was among the top among the Dark Princes.
And compared to the somewhat "upright" Prince Milo, Christian is an old sinister, and he is much more sinister than Prince Milo.
Now that the demon prince has appeared, it also means that the candidate to be the commander of the demon side this time is not Milo as originally guessed.
Eighty percent of it is that old monster Prince Christian as the commander!
Renn was naturally a little unhappy.
The fact that Milo is not the commander-in-chief means that the "optional mission" released by the system to kill the ghoul Duke Marcus will be more difficult to complete!
