News of the catastrophe in the Saint Laurent Empire in the West reached her the next morning.
It is said that demons crawled out of the ground and took over the holy city of Frankfurt.
The plague and curse completely polluted the holy land, and all the residents there turned into undead-like monsters.
Mortal swords could not hurt them at all. Even if they used all their strength to pierce their chests or cut off their heads, it would be useless.
At this moment, this terrifying monster gathered into an army, raised its iron hooves and wreaked havoc.
"Damn it!"
She couldn't help but roar, and the chilling atmosphere that filled the air immediately made the noisy ministers below obediently shut their mouths.
As a tyrant who conquered the country with iron and blood, and then executed all opponents and people of the previous dynasty's blood, the first-generation Grand Duke of Saya possessed extremely strong prestige.
"Trash, you can only talk here, it's of no use at all!"
She showed a hint of anger, but the minister below was already as silent as a cicada.
The reason why Helga was so furious was because she was the only one present who understood the seriousness of the problem. After all, her father, Marquis Saya, was a scholar who studied the history of Ancient Elkart, and she knew very well about the Army of the Undead and the Black Iron.
The gap between the people and the army.
That's a quality gap that's enough to make anyone despair.
There is no need to have any illusions at all to know that there is absolutely no way to fight against it.
It’s like the old undead army descended on the earth again after a thousand years——
Although the gods defeated the undead army once a thousand years ago, even if that period of history has been beautified, anyone familiar with that period of history knows that it can only be attributed to the success of the beheading tactic.
The undead army under the command of the Silver Queen can truly be regarded as the strongest army on earth.
There is no need for supplies, no need for rest, the morale is always at the highest level, you will not be attacked by surprise, you will not feel pain, you will not be afraid, and your own strength can be considered as first-rate.
The most important thing is that as long as they are not captured or destroyed, everyone will be resurrected after the battle.
This is an army that common sense cannot defeat.
That's not the strongest, but invincible.
Not to mention defeating them, even blocking their progress is impossible.
"Damn...damned rotten people..."
Grand Duke Helga murmured, and slowly clenched her right hand: "It happened to be this time...it happened to be Karar..."
"Your Majesty the Duke!"
At this moment, a knight suddenly trotted over from behind in a hurry and whispered something into Helga's ear.
"...You said the undead army suddenly stopped?"
Helga could barely comprehend what she was hearing: "Are you sure the news is reliable?"
"That's right!"
The man dressed as a palace knight said with excitement: "They didn't pass through the Oak Mystery Lock! The scout said they entered the Oak Mystery Lock from the other end of the Iris Swamp and never came out again!"
"More than six hours have passed, and they still have no news at all," the young knight looked at Helga with admiring eyes, "Your Excellency, they are really lost in the oak lock!"
However, it was completely beyond the knight's expectation. After hearing the news, Helga couldn't help but smile. Instead, her face changed drastically, and she lost all color in an instant.
Because she understood the purpose of those undead——
"Their goal is the disaster beast!"
Helga judged without hesitation: "They must be stopped!"
She knew very well how destructive it would be if the disaster beast was transformed into the undead.
For Saint Laurent, Saya and Titan, there is no doubt that they will be a disaster for the country!
"...Enough for an army?"
Instructor Changmian couldn't help laughing: "It's unnecessary. With your strength, does that kind of thing have any meaning? Is there any legion in the world that is stronger than you?"
"You can't say that."
The professor shook his head and calmly rejected the instructor's opinion: "In the face of the iron hoof of the legion, all individual resistance is in vain."
"Are you talking about the inferior undead army you formed?"
"No, I'm talking about the Twilight Legion."
The professor was silent for a moment and said softly: "Or to put it more clearly... it is the vanguard of the Dusk species that was prophesied to destroy the world."
He said this and slowly stood up.
Beside him, a pale silver light flashed quickly like garbled data, and countless 0s and 1s combined to form a strange model.
He stretched out his hand, and the light stream of data quickly surrounded the fingertips of his right hand. A silvery glow suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, and there was something like a bud-like object on the ground trying to sprout its head.
"I have accepted Lord Akasha's last instructions and last words since a thousand years ago... no, to be precise, it was earlier."
He whispered softly, and the only emotional color in his eyes quickly faded: "...He asked me to save the world on His behalf, change the trajectory of the future, and prevent dusk from coming again."
"..."
Inexplicably, Tutor Changmian fell silent. Her eyes focused on the professor, thoughtfully.
"It's funny to say that Lord Akasha didn't give me anything except this sentence. I don't even know what it is that will destroy the world."
"In order to find out the truth, I first concealed my name and took away the Book of Reproduction of All Laws. But unfortunately, although it wrote about the future, it only contained no information about [Dusk]... In other words, Dusk will not be in the future eight
Appear within a hundred years.”
"So, I changed my bloodline by copying the secret method in the Book of All Laws, and joined the Winter Fruit Society as a winter elf. Fortunately, there is finally a record of dusk in it... such a terrifying dusk."
Having said this, the professor paused slightly.
He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but the light in front of him formed a column shape and began to slowly expand and rise.
"...Such a terrifying dusk. I really can't think of anything that can stop the advancement of the immortal dusk army. The Seven Saints have also left Farnes and cannot answer my doubts. Just when I was almost desperate, the mage set off
To cause great chaos, we want to usurp the scepter of the saint."
"I originally wanted to stop them personally...but then, the first savior came. I saw the Silver Queen's undead army. This same undead army almost made me think of them as dusk."
"That's right, that's right——"
The professor's tone suddenly became high-spirited. The light beam in front of him suddenly expanded, surrounding the data flow and rising into the sky.
"That's right! The only way to stop the undead is for us to take out the undead too!"
"However, that can only block, not repel or completely dodge. I later hid in the Winter Fruit Club and spent seven hundred years finally finding out why Farns was targeted.
The fundamental reason is that the Wall of Gaia is not perfect enough, and its structure determines that it must be hosted by a [Gaia] in order to function properly."
"You can actually do this?"
Mentor Changmian couldn't help but be surprised: "However, Higgs can only achieve this level at most. He is not a saint who specializes in design."
"He and I are different."
With the unique arrogance of the Ya'an species, the professor said: "As long as you give me six hundred years, I can figure out how to repair the Wall of Gaia - I am confident that I can transform the structure of Farnes into a planet ship.
, completely solve the problem of hedging between the power of dusk and the turbulence on the wall of Gaia——"
"...But you don't have six hundred years."
Instructor Changmian couldn't help but sigh.
She also just found out what kind of talents this genius who had been silent for more than a thousand years actually had.
If he had been born in the right time, maybe even the three saints would not have fallen, and Higgs would not have fallen into dusk...
However, there are no more six hundred years left.
——From the moment he accepted this mission, he has failed.
"However, I have other plans."
The professor was silent for a while and then suddenly spoke.
