The thunder and rain outside the window can no longer be regarded as the background. Along with the flood comes the anger from the ocean.
Humans have occupied the most fertile land for too long. As the victors of the last holy war, they do have reasons to be proud. The sea tribe was driven into the dark and cold ocean, the orcs lost their grasslands and plains, and the undead hid in
Entering the swamps and deserts, even the elven kingdom, which is also a law of order, can only close its citizens and stay in a corner in the face of the aggressive human kingdom.
The losers of the last holy war and their patron gods have been suffering in pain for more than 1,700 years. The long-lived species who were lucky enough to be born still remember how their relatives and homes were destroyed in the war. They hate war and are afraid of it.
War, but they also long for war. They hate the war of destruction that takes away everything, but they also look forward to returning to the lost homeland of their ancestors, venting their hatred and anger in the battle of revenge, and regaining everything they lost.
The short-lived humans have long regarded themselves as the core of the world, Ashe's darling, and the king of all things.
The birthplace of the orcs, the Holy Land of Bienlua Plain, is now a fertile black land that is said to be able to grow seedlings even if you sow rice. However, it is a less important part of the endless territory of the San Antonio Empire, and the original owners, the orcs, either
In the underground world, people are killing people to survive, or they are struggling to find food in the wilderness.
When the Sea Tribe was just the Water Tribe, they could be found in rivers, lakes and seas. Now if the Sea Tribe appears in inland lakes, there will probably be armies to encircle and suppress them, and adventurers will come to collect rewards, which should belong to allies.
In the Elf Kingdom, you can always find your own kind in the slave market. The border conflicts between the Elf and Human Kingdoms never stop.
The once heroic knight class has now become a knight lord. Compared with other races, human beings are too comfortable, and their relaxed life breeds inexplicable arrogance and pride. As a short-lived species, their short-sighted forgetfulness has made them forget the glory and struggle of their ancestors. They feel that
You are the spirit of all things, and all other beings should be subordinate to you.
"Orcs? Aren't they just a group of barbarians who can't even speak clearly? In front of our new technology and war machines, these barbarians are nothing to mention. Elves? Hehe, they are just a group of stupid old antiques. If they really encounter a jihad,
, we humans can sweep all directions with just two super kingdoms. Ha, maybe we will become the easiest winner of the holy war."
The victors of the last holy war were proud of their own strength and devoted themselves whole-heartedly to intrigues with their fellow tribesmen. However, the losers suffered in pain and waited patiently for the opportunity to turn over.
The completely different attitudes of the two sides in preparing for war put the original victor's order into an absolute disadvantage without even realizing it.
In the northern wilderness, the God of the Earth Element and the orcs came together. On a cold night relying on bonfires to keep warm, the chiefs pointed at the dream homeland on the map and roared loudly and cried. The orc warriors sacrificed their blood to prepare for the alliance, and in
On the barren island in the south, the black-winged people who had become a pirate race regained the right to fly with the help of the God of the Wind Element. They activated the ancient floating island, picked up the sacred war spear, and began
New hunting season.
If it weren't for the God of Fire Elements who was eaten by Eliza as a tonic, all the four ancient Gods of Elements would have been mobilized. The tide of elements was rising crazily throughout the plane. Learn how to use magic, supernatural powers, divine spells and other supernatural abilities.
It will become easier. As the origin of elemental magic, the power of the four main elements of magic has increased dramatically.
At the same time, visitors to other planes will become easier and more frequent in the future. The Sons of Elements will become the permanent population of the main plane. The demon army on the Chaos side has begun the latest round of bloody elimination competition. The new army will
The leader will get the opportunity to bring demons to harvest the souls on the ground.
Perhaps this is just a preliminary battle of the Eternal Holy War, but if it cannot withstand even a preliminary battle, it is not wrong to call it the final decisive battle.
As for the order side, apart from humans, the second main force is the elves who should have been split into countless kingdoms, clans, and tribes. However, more than a hundred years ago, the elven kingdoms had begun to seclusion one after another, and the long-lived species and the increasingly powerful
The tiny elves and gods, even if they received the foreshadowing of the coming holy war, had no intention of informing their "allies". After all, they knew that even if they informed the past, they would probably be ignored and ridiculed by arrogant humans.
You can praise the elves for their beauty, kindness, and intelligence, but never praise them for their tolerance and generosity, because in the Elvish language, forgiveness and forgetfulness are similar words. To those narrow-minded long-eared people, thousands of years of grievances seem to be there.
Yesterday, they had long planned to stay on their own, so it was a good idea not to add insult to injury.
Moreover, there are rumors that the elven gods have been colluding with the evil god of chaos. It is difficult to determine whether the rumors are true, but it is a recognized fact that the relationship with the gods of the human pantheon is extremely poor. After all, the outdated leader and the current
There are always some unspeakable gaps between leaders. It's like watching a popular star dominate the world yesterday. If you don't say it on the surface, you must have mixed feelings mentally, so the relationship will never get better.
Well, back to the subject, the current situation is already in front of us. The Chaos side has been sharpening its sword for thousands of years, while the human empire here is still in the midst of internal strife in the peaceful and prosperous age. As long as a war starts, at least the early results are already determined.
Judging from the subsequent summary, I personally made the same mistake as Astrology Tower. They relied too much on prophetic spells, while I relied too much on so-called "historical prophecies", even if that "history" is true.
By deduction, the previous history is all accurate, but it does not mean that the later ones are also accurate. In addition to my personal butterfly effect, the fact that there are no other "players" means that everything is destined to be a little different.
In the real world without the "players" blessed by destiny, it is naturally impossible for the three gods of elements to be killed by the inexplicable plot. The level of the elemental disaster has far exceeded expectations. Perhaps in the entire holy war and the continent, this can only be regarded as an appetizer.
Appetizer, but this frontline battle is destined to be more tragic than in "history".
Well, even if I did predict it, even if I don't go to jail in Sulfur Mountain City and sharpen the law, there is nothing I can do about such an important matter that involves countless great gods.
Today's facts have gone against the "history". During that history, the four elemental gods were eliminated and three were sealed. The only fire elemental god successfully escaped in the underground world and mixed with the underground coalition forces that released it.
When we came together, it directly led to the intensification of friction between the underground world and the surface world. In reality, due to my influence, the originally super troublesome God of the Fire Element was completely killed, and the other three Gods of the Elements all found their own
Helper, becomes the new super trouble.
There is no meaning or value in arguing about which history is better. History has no assumptions, let alone what ifs. There is no possibility of winning or losing.
But at this time, I have to face the storm rolled up by the wings of the butterfly of destiny, the mighty wave set off by the god of water element.
I just came out of the VIP room. Even though I have experienced countless wars, I was shocked by the scene in front of me.
Outside the window is a tornado that covers the sky. It is like a giant water-absorbing dragon that continuously draws water up to the sky, while the dark clouds always maintain relatively even rainfall. The entire city has turned into a rain city.
"Miracle!" This is not a description, but a judgment based on the current situation. Only divine power can prevent this weird spectacle.
Indoors, the hall on the first floor was in a mess, and the flood had spread indoors. On the temporary platform, the nobles were in urgent contact with their staff.
As soon as Daxos came down, he was surrounded by messengers, and countless arcane brilliance flashed and extinguished, and the precious high-level mages became the only reliable messengers now.
"All the coastal defense lines have been breached. There are too many sea tribes! Those sea giants can't resist at all!"
"The palace mage Ansuo died in the battle. The palace mages began to retreat. The White Wolf Guards in various places were encircled and suppressed by the large forces of the Sea Tribe. It is impossible to break through!"
"The road to support is blocked by fleeing refugees, and private soldiers of nobles have begun killing people to fight for the road."
Bad news is falling like snowflakes one after another, but the most worrying thing is the picture sent back by the mage eyes installed in various streets.
In one scene, the pride of the Oran Empire, the top-notch armed White Wolf Cavalry were surrounded by short murlocs. The carefully bred thoroughbred war horses were unable to move in the flood. The cavalry who were forced to dismount in order to move in the flood,
I had no choice but to take off the Misilol mithril alloy I was proud of.
In the water, the fearless charge that you are proud of is impossible to carry out. The indestructible and violent epee cannot find the target. In the heavy rain, it is impossible to throw the explosive spear. The knight swimming in the water cannot catch up with him.
The heavy armor and weapons of the fishmen became the biggest burden. The powerful White Wolf Guards fought in a mess in the flood, and their performance was worse than that of a fisherman.
"Ah!"
Even though the sound transmitted through the picture was very small, the knight's suddenly extremely painful expression, the blood splashing on his face, and the sudden appearance of the harpoon behind his back had already explained everything.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"
Screaming happily, the meritorious fishman emerged from the water, but then he lowered his head and dived again, looking for the next opportunity to attack.
The short stature of the murlocs, which was ridiculed by other races in the past, became the best weapon in this flood. The muddy river water made it impossible for the knights to detect the murlocs underwater.
On the other side, a sturdy knight was caught in a fishing net and was suddenly dragged down. Despite his strong body and still wearing heavy armor, he was entangled in the fishing net and could not get up. He tore the fishing net hard and was still unable to open his eyes.
In the end, he could only open his eyes wide, pinch his neck, and drown in frustration in the eyes of everyone.
"...That was Little Mickey, the youngest Silver Knight in the Guards. His horse control and impact skills were the strongest in the 7th Squadron. He died at the hands of a low-level fishman! Haoke, the strongest in the 7th Squadron.
The knight was actually drowned! Sir, please think of a way, at least not to let everyone die so worthlessly!
The roar of the white wolf knight in the hall made people feel inexplicably sad. Among the virtues of the knights, it is true that they are not afraid of sacrifice, but it also stipulates that the sacrifice must be valuable. It is naturally an honor to die charging towards the dragon, but
To die inexplicably at the hands of weak fishmen who used to look down upon him is an insult to the knight.
The powerful White Wolf Guards are so miserable, and the Oran people in other pictures are even more miserable.
The beautiful mermaid jumped underwater. The heavy rain reminded her of the water curtain waterfall in her hometown, so she stroked the magic shell between her golden hair and sang a song.
The mermaid's singing voice is world-famous, and her beautiful figure in a shell swimsuit is even more charming. However, the warriors present are not in the mood to appreciate it, because along with the song of the tide comes a deadly lurker.
"Ah! Piranha! There are piranhas underwater!"
The screaming warrior immediately fell down, and after a few seconds, white bones covered with tooth marks floated up from the blood.
"Jellyfish, poisonous jellyfish! Everyone, get out of the water!"
The almost transparent and colorless jellyfish in the water cannot be detected at all. If the tentacles full of deadly venom touch the skin, even the most powerful warrior will be paralyzed to death without knowing it.
"Ahhh! Swordfish!"
This warrior was lucky. At least he knew who killed him. The long mouth of the swordfish penetrated his waist and abdomen. He clutched his intestines and fell to the ground without a few struggles.
Amid the mermaid's singing, the seafood delicacies in the restaurant in the past have become deadly hunters.
Everyone knows that staying in the water is courting death, but with the divine blessing of the two gods on the City of Rain, all parts of the city are under water, and the soldiers have nowhere to retreat.
Although some people left everything behind and climbed onto the roof, judging from the fins of the sharks underwater, it was as if they were trapped in an immovable place, and the end was still waiting for them.
A large number of sea people enter the city. If the battle between low and medium-end combat power makes people sigh and helpless, then the battle between high-end combat power will make people despair.
"The explosive flames are coming!"
The battle mage who specializes in flames desperately summoned his best flame. But before the flame took shape, a young Naga clasped his hands together, and the waves surged, and it was extinguished.
As the incarnation of the water snake spirit, each naga knows a little bit of water magic. Perhaps on land he can only help quench his thirst, but the waves he creates in the water are so deadly.
This is just an apprentice. The blessings of the Water God and Poseidon have greatly strengthened the combat power of the Sea Clan. The wave shock waves brought by the sea giant's steps can easily destroy the most solid fortress. The slyly smiling Sea Clan masters only
Hiding underwater and repeatedly summoning huge waves are enough to wash away everything.
Moreover, hundreds of elite tribes came today, and the human warriors were divided and surrounded by floods. In terms of the number of high-level combat forces, the human side did not have an advantage.
"Never fight a sea creature in the water unless you also have fins and don't have to breathe."
I don't know who first said this ancient advice, but there was only deathly silence in the hall, and then there was the faint sound of crying.
Yes, no one can defeat the Sea Tribe in the sea. Just as I almost died in a group of fishmen's fishing nets a few days ago, the combat power of the Sea Tribe in the water is immeasurable. This is also the battle between the two gods at all costs.
After receiving the blessing from Rain City, they felt relieved and rested because they thought there was no need to intervene anymore.
The development of the situation also proved their judgment. From the moment this city became the home court of the Sea Clan, the outcome was already decided. The Oran Empire was destined to lose its most luxurious pearl city.
No one expected that on this happy day for the Oran Empire, the powerful empire would encounter such a catastrophe. All eyes were turned to Dasos, waiting for his decision.
A city is not everything to the empire. The vast land can also organize new legions. As long as there is hope for people alive, the day of revenge will eventually arrive.
The unnecessary sacrifice is meaningless. Everyone can see and think about what is being done now, but the emperor who ascends the throne today is destined to bear the cruel decision.
"...Give up the defense line, retreat as far as you can, and get out of the city!"
When he shouted this sentence through his teeth, Dasos became ten years older.
"No!! My parents are at home! Your Majesty, please save them!" The noble boy's exclamation was just the beginning.
"My boys are still resisting, how can we give up! This is the most despicable betrayal!" The old general roared at the king. His soldiers were dying miserably one by one, and once the retreat began, they would all be doomed.
The sacrificed cannon fodder has no chance of survival.
"Kagexi is the capital of the country. If we lose the capital, what dignity do we have to stand on the entire Ashe continent? We will become the laughing stock of the whole world." The old Marquis said with a sad smile. What he said was indeed the truth. He was the only one in the hall who was smiling.
, are those small countries that were forced to submit. Even though the envoys were worried about their own safety, they were still full of joy.
For a true diplomat, even if he dies, as long as he does not sign a treaty that will humiliate the country and his descendants will not be humiliated for hundreds of years, even if he dies on the spot, he will still gain.
"I said, give up!"
The scarlet magic sword emitted a blood-like brilliance, and the king holding the sword suddenly thrust the magic sword into the ground.
"Staying in this city to wait for death? Stupid! So what if we lose the White Wolf Guard? Build the White Lion Guard, then the White Tiger Guard. What if we don't have the old capital? Our land is vast, and there are countless city-states close to Kagxi City.
, just choose again. We did lose today, just remember the hatred, tomorrow, my army will take everything back!"
"I said, retreat! It's possible to take away important things, throw away useless belongings, take away all national treasures, technical information is given priority, children, women, the elderly are given priority, special talents are given priority, and young men with sound limbs take up arms.
Stand with me, my knights and I will stay until the end!"
After becoming extremely angry, the Winter Wolf King's tone became unusually calm, but his trembling beard showed that he was still furious.
The emperor's calmness and proactiveness stabilized the situation at the critical moment. His unhesitating decision to cut off his wrist undoubtedly avoided the most tragic outcome, but I also reached the moment of decision.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to end up like this. You can go with the first batch of evacuated women. No, I should say, please leave with them."
"The Goblin Bank in Green Bay, if you complete the requirements of the contract, you can get the key there, but it will have to be at least a month later."
The answer was not what was asked, and there was still no truth. I was making final preparations before departure, so how could I tell the other party that the key was on me.
Leaving like this? How is that possible! Little Renee is inviting useful talents from all over according to my request. Kross is guarding the church. They must also be in danger. And if I escape with the key key, not only the ground
None of the companions on board will be spared, and even those in the underwater base will starve to death sooner or later.
"Are you going to save your comrades? Don't be kidding me. The whole city is now occupied by the Sea Tribe. Even if you fight against the Sea Tribe in the water, you are seeking your own death! A meaningless sacrifice is the shame of a knight!"
"Oh, seeking death? I don't think so."
It was useless to say more, so I shook my head and walked directly down the hall. In a relatively spacious place, I took out my own space bag and looked for my old things in it.
Yes, even if I fight against the Sea Tribe in the water, I still have no chance of winning, and War Angel's transformation time is extremely short. As long as I enter the water, it is impossible to escape the pursuit of the Sea Tribe, and it is impossible to achieve my goal.
However, as long as there is such a thing, it is not impossible.
"There's no chance of winning in a water battle, but there's a chance of success on ice. Yes!"
After pouring out a pile of prunes, marbles, handmade pokers and other sundries, I finally found my target. It was a hand-carved short wooden sword, only one hand big. It was obviously a children's toy sword.
The workmanship is rough, and there are a few crooked characters carved on the hilt of the sword. The font is crooked and childish, as if it were written by a child.
"Roland is not allowed to steal Cavins' sword or play with it secretly."
Those words were really written by a child. They were the signatures that Cavins gave to his precious wooden sword when he was a child. When he was young, he never refused to call me, who was only a few minutes older than him, his brother.
, basically calling them by their first names.
Touching the marks on the sword, I felt like I was back in my warm and carefree childhood, the war-torn boyhood, and saw that reckless and straightforward idiot brother.
I shook my head. Now is not the time to recall the past. What I need is not the wooden sword itself, but the soul sleeping in it.
"Aileen Bella, I need your help." (To be continued...)
