(The card is very stuck... I can't guarantee that the third chapter will be completed smoothly at this speed. But I keep my word. I will finish the third chapter before going to bed tonight. Please forgive me if it is after 12 o'clock. Anyway, I will
Updated Chapter 3...Chapter 2 will still be available tomorrow.)
Gray tents undulate like ants all over the ground.
While Xia Han was muttering in his heart that the color of the tent was unscientific and not environmentally friendly, he was also surprised by the alliance's huge army - no wonder some people say that humans are like locusts.
The Silver Knight's invitation disrupted Xia Han's plan. He had to go see the boss of the Church of Light. After asking for his name, Xia Han immediately retrieved the information in the illustrated book.
Name: Bai Hui
Epic priest, the last pope of the Church of Light who mastered the great prophecy. In the year 1003 of the Bilunar Calendar, he led the alliance to fight against the Green Tide as the supreme commander. He was seriously injured in the battle with the King of Orcs, Thunder. He died in the Bilunar Calendar 1009.
It triggered the schism in the church and indirectly caused the unstoppable demonic disaster to sweep across the world.
Judging from the information, this Pope of Light is a very key figure, but Xia Han has a headache.
He discovered that because of his butterfly effect, history had been deflected - the original time to fight the green tide was 1003, but now it is 1004. Not only these, but a greater effect that Xia Han could not imagine.
The information in the illustrated book cannot be completely trusted and can only be used as a reference.
But this method of searching for someone when meeting him is too complicated. If a stranger whom Xia Han doesn't know is an important historical figure, how can he grasp the trend of progress?
【etc...】
At this time, Xia Han thought of the so-called system-wide openness of the illustrated book - is it possible to change the query method?
If only this was the case... He sighed inwardly, and then stopped in front of the surprised looks of many soldiers.
"Welcome, son of fate."
An old man with white hair and beard stood at the entrance of the tent of the command post and smiled at the astonished Xia Han.
His smile is like the first spring breeze in winter, full of joy and expectation after being baptized by the harsh winter. There is a looming divine light in his eyes, which contains unfathomable power.
"How dare you go out in person to greet..."
Xia Han quickly understood the identity of this graceful old man, and he quickly stepped forward to support Bai Hui's body, which seemed to be in its final years and on the verge of death.
"Hahaha...do I look that fragile?"
Bai Hui was stunned for a moment, and then laughed - he had never seen anyone suddenly come forward to help him in half his life, even the most kind-hearted people would not dare to come forward because of their status.
"Your Majesty is getting stronger with age, but it is a fact that he is old."
Xia Han answered with a slightly embarrassed smile, but in his heart he was muttering that the pope really only had a few years to live.
"Let me help you!"
A voice sounded, Xia Han turned around and saw a familiar figure.
Bai Yue, this young girl in her cardamom years has become slim and graceful without knowing it. She has bright eyes and white teeth, wears silver armor, and has a sword hanging on her waist, just like a mountain snow lotus in bud.
"Your Majesty, let me come."
She speaks like pearls, and her voice is clear and beautiful.
[Your Majesty, don’t get too close to him...The Pope’s attitude towards you is very strange.]
Bai Yue's warning sounded in Xia Han's heart, and he smiled.
"No need, I'll do it!"
Xia Han helped Bai Hui into the tent. During this period, the old man kept smiling... unable to figure out what he was thinking in his heart.
There was no one in the tent. After Bai Hui entered, he asked everyone to leave, including Bai Yue and Xia Han, making tea while thinking about what the Pope was thinking.
However, Bai Hui seemed to have no intention of speaking first.
"..." In order to prevent the atmosphere from becoming awkward, Xia Han took the initiative to start a conversation: "Your Majesty the Pope, I heard that prophecy is extremely miraculous..."
A few dark lights flashed in his eyes: "Did you predict my whereabouts just by relying on prophecy?"
Xia Han didn't want to believe that there would be humans who could master the magic of the UnServed Prophet, but the timing of Bai Hui sending the Silver Knight to greet him was so coincidental that he had to be vigilant - how much does this Pope of Light know?
"It's not that... I don't know your whereabouts." Bai Hui shook his head, stroking his silver beard and smiled: "I just know that the knight can go along that road to greet you."
What does this mean?
"The art of prophecy will guide me on what to do, but it will not tell me anything too accurate and real." Bai Hui continued, he glanced at Xia Han: "Those knights must have verified you before bringing you back.
identity of."
Xia Han recalled the past, and the Silver Knight did ask him to lift his cloak, but didn't they know Xia Han's identity from the beginning?
[Could it be that...those knights are framing me?] Xia Han was shocked. As expected, he had been a member of the church for many years. Even the soldiers had a way of deceiving others.
But he didn't know that when the knights stopped the car along the way, they only found a car occupied by a young man - he was tall and mysterious with a cloak, and everyone would know that this was the person they wanted to welcome.
"However, although the prophecy technique is of little use... the great prophecy technique is the foundation for the continuation of the church." Bai Hui spoke again, and he took a sip of tea: "Son of fate, I want to make a deal with you.
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"Deal?" Xia Han didn't care about the title Son of Destiny. This is what magic sticks love. Instead, he was very interested in the deal: "Does it have something to do with the great prophecy you mentioned?"
"Yes, you are very smart..." Bai Hui smiled, and then looked solemn: "The great prophecy can only be used once every ten years. I saw the green tide surge more than ten years ago... However, in the past few years, new
Humanity was not destroyed by the beasts in the prophecy, and the victory of the Green Tide belongs to us..."
It is not good?
Xia Han looked at Bai Hui doubtfully, and saw the old pope shaking his head bitterly: "However, the new prophecy showed me something more terrifying than the green tide, a shadow that almost enveloped the world. I saw mountains and plains.
They are all zombies, vampires, monsters..."
"That was six years in the future. I could only hear one name from the horror of the creatures... Blood Tide..."
Blood tide? Xia Han opened the query with doubts.
Historical event: blood tide (magic disaster)
In the year 1009 of the Double Moon Calendar, a large number of humans disappeared in the Double Moon Empire of the Suzaku Continent, and strange diseases occurred frequently. In the year 1010 of the Double Moon Calendar, an eternal wonder appeared in the sky - the green moon disappeared, a long bloody night fell, and various monsters emerged from the darkness.
Billions of lives were destroyed in just a few weeks, and thousands of years of civilization of humans and elves were destroyed.
In the year 1011 of the Bilunar Calendar, under the coordination of the guardian sacred beasts, the forces of the four continents united to fight against the enemy. Under the leadership of Queen Hongyan of the Beast Alliance and Xia Yun, the leader of the three-race alliance, the mortal race successfully defeated the blood emperor 'Di Shitian'.
The brilliance of the green moon was restored, and the blood tide stopped.
Note: According to the investigation of the Guardian Saint Beast, the light of the Emerald Moon was actually blocked by the demons, so the incident is also called a demonic disaster.
