Chapter 596: Entering the mountain, supplementing without hindrance, picking alone
Yinglie Mountain is a mountain, but not a mountain.
It is said to be a mountain, because looking up from the front, the peaks are so high and steep, piercing the smoke clouds; it is said to be not a mountain, because a moment ago, there was only a desert in front of everyone, but in the blink of an eye, such a majestic mountain appeared.
"The Mount of Heroes is actually the resting place given to Behemoth by the God of War. It is outside the main plane. The only entrance is controlled by the temple and is only opened during the battle for hegemony and the funeral of the late king."
Like a competent guide, Ekaterina stood close to Moriarty and introduced in a low voice. On the other side, there was Margaret who also insisted on joining the battle for hegemony and was determined to live and die with her family.
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Just being sandwiched between two sisters of the Metamoah family at the same time, even though Moriarty was wearing an inconspicuous dark gray robe, she became the third focus of the field for a while, angering a large number of Junkers and nobles around her.
The people in the temple watched and frowned for a while.
"it's him!"
At the same moment, Prince Barbarossa and Count Silvet in the spectator seats, who were not far away, shouted in their hearts at the same time.
Sure enough, he is from Midamoah, but he is also a completely unfamiliar mysterious master...
In contrast, Sylvette was just surprised; but Barbarossa was really and deeply afraid, and his red eyes were fixed on the "spoiler", as if he wanted to see through him and see him to death!
"A mature demiplane...may even be an enclave of the Kingdom of God of War, or a tentacle..."
Ignoring the commotion outside, Moriarty just carefully observed the Mount of Heroes in front of him. He may also be the first human being to see the true face of Mount of Heroes with his own eyes.
"Okay, the Holy Mountain has been opened, and the two contenders can enter."
The person who presided over the "Mountain Opening Ceremony" was the sixteenth-level great shaman Innod, who was also the leader of the temple. His status in the Behemoth Kingdom was only slightly inferior to that of the king. However, he also held the most sacred religious right to speak and worship the God of War.
The supreme power is the greatest force to check and balance the king.
"yes."
Without the arrogance of the past, Barbarossa bowed deeply to Innod honestly, and then led the army that had been arranged beside him to the Mount of Heroes surrounded by clouds and mist. Of course, the prince would not forget to bow to his rival.
A cold gaze, although wordless, made the whole place feel a murderous intent sweeping through it.
"As expected..." Watching Barbarossa's legion disappear quickly and strangely into the mist of Mount Heroes. No trace was seen anymore, and no trace of existence could be detected, as if they had completely disappeared from the world. Moriarty nodded slightly:
"It seems to be a seamless connection, but as long as you cross a certain line, it is equivalent to a space transfer, and you have indeed gone to a world outside the main plane..."
"For the glory of the God of War!" At this time, Duke Medamoah's expression remained calm and calm, and he also respectfully saluted the leader of the temple.
"Very well, let's go."
As the most important host of the battle for hegemony, Innod should remain absolutely impartial and impartial. But in fact, when facing the Duke, although the great shaman only gave a very simple answer, his attitude was obviously different.
Barbarossa was much better to me just now.
Perhaps, it was because the upper echelons of Bimeng had long heard rumors that the old king was actually assassinated by Barbarossa and died violently, so the great shaman was so indifferent to the suspected patricide.
Naturally, Innod's "differential treatment" will also affect the psychology of those in power in Beamon present, which will invisibly benefit the Duke's side.
"Yes, Your Excellency."
With another deep bow, Duke Medamoah led his army and drove towards the Heroic Mountain.
Just as Moriarty expected, when he finally stepped into Behemoth's sacred mountain range, he immediately felt that time and space had shifted silently. Such changes were slight and extremely rapid, and only those above the extreme realm could sense it. Ordinary people
Professionals have no way of noticing it. Even looking back, they can still see many Behemoth Junkers and temple shamans waiting outside the mountain. It is really a miracle of the world.
However, when I looked into the Mountain of Heroes, I could only see a cloud and mist, and there was no trace of Barbarossa's army. It seemed to have self-awareness and wisdom. When all the Duke's army entered the Mountain of Heroes, Moriarty suddenly only
I felt that the scene in front of me flickered, and at the same time, a huge and strange force came. Everyone, including the powerful ones, was involuntarily moved to the space again under the pull of this force.
After a while, the large gray fog that obscured the vision dissipated. What appeared in front of the legion was a bare wilderness, without any shadow of mountain peaks.
"We have entered the first heroic battlefield. Prepare to fight!"
Clausewitz reacted quickly and immediately began to exercise the power of a field commander and shouted orders.
Immediately, the legions who were originally marching quickly adjusted their positions and formed a standard combat attack formation.
"The rules here are very special... There is some kind of divine power running through it. There are also traces of the power of death and negative energy everywhere... intertwined and mixed with each other, making this demiplane a semi-undead place where human souls are mixed... But although
The power of death is widespread, but the rules here are extremely hostile to similar external forces... Could it be that the God of War has extended his hand into the realm of the God of Death, making some kind of invisible attempt here?"
Moriarty didn't pay attention to the formation of troops, but concentrated on analyzing the nature and rules of the demiplane in front of him.
"No wonder the powerful Yakuza can't recover the consumed power here. It turns out that any Yakuza power released will eventually be absorbed by the space, and temporarily lower the upper limit of the user's power... Well, maybe the war dead here are also the same.
A kind of nutrient will also be digested by space, so that it can support the huge consumption during the opening of the demiplane..."
Moriarty's mental power separated out tiny tentacles, which were constantly swaying in the windless space here.
After a moment, his heart moved slightly, and he summoned an inconspicuous little magic. Immediately, the energy disappeared from the body, but it could not be replenished through the original conventional channels.
But a few breaths later, when the six great powers shone in his soul at the same time, some kind of special power that could ignore the blockade of this demiplane came to Moriarty again, making up for the previous consumption.
"It can actually break through the blockade of divine power... The six great powers of nature have gathered together to have such incredible power. It is indeed the fundamental power of all worlds that resides above gods..."
Feeling that his magic power was replenished, Moriarty secretly sighed and felt a little calmer.
Being able to get replenishment all the time, even if it's a little slower than usual, is a huge advantage, and it will be even more useful in the later stages of the battle for hegemony.
"Attention, something strange is happening ahead."
Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, which was the warning signal issued by the sudden rangers.
Moriarty withdrew from the inner view and looked into the distance, only to see a dark figure appear quickly in the gray mist-filled wilderness, accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps, but the rest was silent.
"They are elite and there are many of them."
The steps are strong and powerful, but the march is silent. This seemingly contradictory contrast is one of the symptoms of an elite division.
"Blood pattern?! It's 'Bloody Big Ear' Hasangote!"
The army on the opposite side advanced very quickly. Ronnie piloted the Thunderbird and hovered at low altitude over the battlefield. He quickly saw the appearance of the incoming enemy clearly and couldn't help but be shocked.
"Hassan Goth? I didn't expect that my first opponent in the Mountain of Heroes would be this late king."
On the ground, Duke Medamoah sighed softly, not surprised, but sighing.
"Hasangote was a powerful king in the history of Behemoth, and his 'Bloody Big Ear' was also extremely powerful. Although the first Punic War initiated by him ended in failure, he himself was also defeated for the first time after the defeat.
He died of serious illness in the second year, but his illustrious reputation has been passed down for thousands of years." Looking at the approaching enemy troops, Ekaterina was worried and couldn't help but look at the Duke: "Father, we..."
"Who can find a heroic spirit in the Mountain of Heroes that is easy to win?" Mitamoah scolded lightly, then turned to Clausewitz: "Let me take command. Except for the extremely powerful,
The rest are at your fingertips."
The power consumption of the Ji Dao cannot be replenished, so unless it is a last resort or the final decisive battle, the strong will not take action, only ordinary soldiers will consume it first. The only one who may occasionally help is the great shaman, who uses war songs to provide various assistance to the army.
, but it is also very limited.
"Father, the 'Bloody Big Ear' has extremely powerful attack power. It once broke through three semi-permanent defense lines of mankind in one day and night. This is clearly recorded in history. So... I hope Lord Moriarty can help us win this first battle and avoid
Our soldiers are too depleted and unable to cope with the upcoming battle."
Gritting her teeth, Ekaterina suddenly said.
As soon as these words came out, not only did Medamoah frown, but other powerful men also looked sideways.
Even though she is a noble daughter of a duke's family, the Supreme Being is so tall that it cannot be "pointed out" by an ordinary professional. What's more, the nature of Yinglie Mountain is special, and the strong men are all cautious and carefully plan the gain and loss of every ounce of power.
Now Ekaterina "casually asked" someone to help in the first battle. Although the reason was "high-sounding", it was tantamount to digging a big hole. Even Margaret couldn't help but become angry when she saw this.
"Your Excellency Moriarty, now that we have entered the Mountain of Heroes, we are all in the same boat. The 'Bloody Big Ear' has passive attributes of bloodthirst, fury and endurance, and is a meat grinder on the battlefield. Although the Wolfsburg Legion is elite, it has nothing to do with it.
At best, it will be a miserable victory. Only your powerful magic is the greatest weapon to dominate the battlefield, so..."
Despite the pressure from the invisible gathering around her, Ekaterina insisted on her strength, which was considered both bold and tenacious.
"Okay." Looking at the female werewolf for a moment, Moriarty suddenly smiled: "Since we are on the same boat, we have to work together. But if we face Hasangat again, I will not take action."
"this…"
"Of course."
When Catherine was still hesitating, Duke Medamoya already agreed.
The other party is not from the Wolfsburg system. If the female werewolf wants to struggle with anything, she really doesn't know how to advance or retreat.
"Haha, then please invite the Duke and your lords to observe the wall first."
With a free and easy smile, Moriarty walked towards Clausewitz. When the strong men and sisters saw each other, they couldn't help but express their emotions. (To be continued.)
