Even in the entire demon alliance, the Ina Altar can be regarded as a very large demon temple altar. Of course, before making this comparison, we must first remove the large altar in the capital of the Bruck Empire. That altar is really too big.
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The reason why the Ina Altar is so large is largely because it has a relationship with the only teleportation magic circle that connects Bis continent and Hell Island. Everyone, including the three golden-robed priests, came in and out
Hell Island has to pass through this magic circle, so the Ina Altar not only has all the facilities that an altar should have, but also has a very luxurious hotel to accommodate the priests and dignitaries who come and go.
The main building in the altar is a majestic flat-topped pyramid.
In the area ruled by the Demon Alliance, a flat-topped pyramid with symmetrical corners and an extremely large area is a symbol of the supreme authority of the Dark Demon Clan. On a sunny day, it can be seen from a place about a hundred miles away.
See its flat top. There are also large buildings on the flat top of this pyramid. The huge teleportation magic circle is also located at one end of the pyramid's flat top, far away from other buildings.
There are elite guards guarding all parts of the altar day and night. Without the leadership of a senior priest, ordinary people would just dream of going up to the pyramid and entering the magic circle, even if they want to touch the bottom tiles of the pyramid.
Today, not only have the number of guards in the Ina Altar increased, but there are also griffins patrolling and flying in the air. Moreover, from the entrance of the altar to the stone steps at the bottom of the pyramid, long honor guards are neatly lined up on both sides of the carpet.
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Because there will be distinguished guests at the Ina Altar today - that is, the senior generals of the Demonic Alliance who have returned victoriously from this war between gods and demons. They will use the magic circle here to go to Hell Island to meet the Dark Lord today.
Meeting the Dark Lord is a unique and supreme honor. Almost all the nobles in the Demon Alliance regard this kind of meeting as the highest honor in life. This honor will not only be recorded in the annals of history, but those who participate in the meeting can also ask others to remember this scene.
Paint it into a huge portrait, carve it into a luxurious relief... or use it to decorate your family's emblem.
Although there are always some grievances between the Demon Palace faction and various royal powers, the two belong to a demon alliance after all. After the victory of the war between gods and demons, everyone will have a happy life for twenty years, so the Demon Palace is also very generous.
They put on a luxurious welcome lineup... In the face of this major victory, everyone will be in a good mood, even if the happy time will be relatively short-lived.
After everyone waited at the altar for a whole morning, the cavalry carrying the senior commanders of the demon alliance finally arrived.
The entrance to the altar was instantly flooded with flowers, ribbons and the singing of the choir.
Marching at the front of the cavalry is a mighty flag bearer. In such a ceremony, the leading flag bearer must have a military rank no lower than a major general, and must be at least an earl. The flag bearer is seen wearing a full set of gold armor, with three
A finger-width sword was hung at the lower end of a ribbon decorated with medals, and the scabbard was inlaid with a dozen gems. He held the demon alliance flag high in both hands, and controlled the horse he was riding by walking slowly with only his legs. The flag was very
Made of precious black velvet fabric, the flag is embroidered with the golden Allied Forces logo, and the golden tassels on the edge of the flag sway lightly in the wind...
After the flag bearer passed by, dozens of rows of energetic knights came over. These knights were not very strong and did not wear helmets. Their hair was simply pulled back and tied up with hairbands, and they wore shining protective gear.
A, this armor does not look heavy. What is riding on the crotch is not a war horse, but a rare magical beast... If you are familiar with the Demon Alliance, you can tell from their mounts and armor.
These knights are a special cavalry unit from the Dark Alliance Army. They are also known as the bravest and most powerful cavalry regiment on the entire continent of Bis - the Dark Knights.
Marching behind the Dark Knights were the same number of Lancers, with the ten-armed spears pointing straight into the sky, and bright ribbons of various colors under the spear tips. In comparison, the golden armor they wore was
It is much thicker, and there are several thick and short spikes protruding from the shoulders. There is a round shield of the same color on the arm, and the black cloak behind him is so long that it almost reaches the ground.
Behind the lancers are warriors from various Guards units.
These guards followed the tradition of their troops and did not wear any armor. They only wore neat and bright coalition military uniforms. The cuffs, collars, and corners of the military uniforms were all edged with gold thread. The military ranks on their shoulders and the buttons on their plackets were all gold.
They were all cast, and they were wearing military caps with a ring of precious fur on their heads, and everyone looked in high spirits.
After this, there are the carriages riding by the coalition commanders.
There were rows of knights on both sides of the carriage. These knights wore tall bearskin hats and two layers of bright red coalition uniforms. The inner uniforms were close-fitting and neat, with golden belts. But the outer uniforms were just
The left half is worn, and the right part goes directly around the armpit. There is a pure gold chain connecting the first button on the right lapel to the first buttonhole on the left collar. One sleeve swings back and forth rhythmically.
, the style is quite unique, with two side-by-side waist knives hanging at the same position on the belt, two layers of black collars inside and outside, and red military uniforms... It turns out that they are poisonous scorpion warriors. They should be regarded as the most popular among the senior commanders of the coalition forces.
A personal guard.
The all-black carriages are equipped with a gold roof. The Allied Forces logo on the doors is polished brightly. The driver is neatly dressed and his bright eyes are staring ahead. Even the horses pulling the carriage are pure white horses that are well-trained.
At the entrance of the altar, hundreds of trombones played a triumphant song at the same time, and other sounds immediately fell silent.
With a loud command, all the carriages in the team stopped slowly and neatly, and the leading carriage stopped in the middle of the entrance. As soon as the carriage stopped, two people ran past it.
The young officer opened the car door with elegant and neat movements.
First an adjutant got out of the carriage, and then Marshal Verlaine appeared at the door. The marshal was wearing a full set of golden marshal uniforms. The military ranks on his shoulders were shining in the sun. On his left chest, there were medals stacked one on top of the other.
Two palm-sized squares, a richly decorated wide belt and a ceremonial dagger.
It can be seen that the victory in the battle between gods and demons did not make him extremely excited, and the bumpy long distance did not make him more tired. Marshal Verlaine remained the same, with a white and rosy face and a calm and steady demeanor.
Stepping on the pedals at the bottom of the carriage, Marshal Verlaine first looked up at the flat-topped pyramid in front of him, then turned to look at the entire cavalry, and finally his majestic eyes fell on the welcoming crowd waiting at the entrance to the altar.
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After getting off the carriage under countless admiring eyes, Marshal Verlaine took a few steps forward and adjusted his military uniform slightly, so that the officers who got off other carriages had time to line up behind him, and then he strode forward with the generals.
A gold-robed priest came to greet him.
There was another command, and the hundred trombone players stopped playing the last note at the same time. There was no more sound inside or outside the entrance to the altar.
"Marshal is well!" The golden-robed priest who walked to Marshal Verlaine had a smile on his face and kept making blessing gestures in his hands: "Only when I saw the marshal return with honor did the stone in my heart finally fall away.
To the ground."
"Good day Zuo Ji." Marshal Verlaine answered him in a hearty voice: "Making Zuo Ji worried makes me feel uneasy."
"Marshal is joking, Marshal please come quickly." Zuoji held the Marshal's hand enthusiastically and walked side by side with the Marshal: "The officiant is currently waiting outside the Confused Palace on Hell Island, and the right priest is also in the Dark Demon Palace.
Wait for the summons from Lord Dark Lord outside the teleportation array. Both of them are responsible for their responsibilities and cannot come to greet you separately. Please also ask Marshal Haihan."
"Here and there, I am honored to be greeted by Mr. Zuo Ji." Marshal Verlaine walked up the bluestone avenue covered with flowers and answered skillfully the words of the golden robed Zuo Ji.
The senior commanders of the Demonic Alliance Army followed closely behind.
After passing eighteen newly decorated tall arches, the group walked up the wide stone steps leading to the flat top of the pyramid. Fortunately, the group of generals only wore military uniforms instead of armor. In that case, the long steps alone would have
Meetings became difficult.
"Master Zuo Ji, what is the content of today's meeting?" Marshal Verlaine asked the golden-robed priest beside him: "What you tell me now is not a leak, right?"
"The marshal is joking again, what's the secret here?" Zuo Ji chuckled and replied loudly: "According to the arrangement, I will go to Hell Island first. The coalition generals will wait for a while before the teleportation magic circle. I will
I will come back with the right priest with the summons from the Dark Lord. Then we will enter Hell Island together. After the baptism, we will enter together with the officiant who is waiting in front of the Confused Palace. First, we will be received by the princess, and then summoned by the Dark Lord.
Then the princess will give you a banquet, and after the banquet there will be a sealing ceremony..."
"What an exciting scene!" After hearing this series of arrangements, Marshal Verlaine said with emotion: "I have only seen the Dark Lord once in my military life. Today, I will lead my subordinates to meet... This will be my
The most glorious moment of my life.”
"I haven't seen the Lord Dark Lord either." Lord Zuoji said with a smile, "But today I can also see the Lord Dark Lord, thanks to your honor."
"Master Zuoji is too modest..."
During the chat, the group of people had already walked up to the flat roof and arrived in front of the huge and colorful teleportation magic circle.
"This is it. Please wait a moment with your Excellency and the other generals." Lord Zuoji said to Marshal Verlaine, "We will be back soon."
"Thank you for your hard work, Your Excellency." Marshal Verlaine nodded and said, "Please do so."
The golden-robed Zuo Ji stepped in, and as soon as he stepped over the edge of the magic circle, the light curtain in the magic circle suddenly rippled slightly, and a group of colorful light that was not dazzling immediately enveloped his body.
As the sacrifice progressed, his body slowly became thin and transparent, and finally disappeared completely...
Marshal Verlaine turned around and walked to the edge of the pyramid. The breeze blowing across the flat roof blew the corners of his clothes.
Looking at the mountains and cities in the distance, the green fields and the rushing rivers nearby, although Verlaine's face was calm, he was very excited in his heart... How much effort has been put into him since he joined the army at the age of sixteen
, how much blood was shed before he, Verlaine, could stand on the flat top of the pyramid as a marshal today, waiting for the summons of the Dark Lord!
For this step, he sacrificed a lot and lost a lot...but it was all worth it!
Marshal Verlaine walked back and forth a few more steps, then stood back in the queue and waited.
Time passed by little by little, and no one came up to report the time. Marshal Verlaine only knew that he had been waiting for a long time. The sun at noon had already turned westward, and his shadow on the ground had become longer and longer, but there was still no one in the magic circle.
Come out... To make a soldier like Verlaine, who has been in the military all his life, stand sore and numb is not something that can be done in an hour or two.
Is there something wrong with the magic circle? Or is there something wrong with the preparations for the ceremony? Ordinarily, such an oversight is absolutely impossible in such a grand and serious ceremony!
In Marshal Verlaine's heart, an ominous premonition arose spontaneously. Several generals behind him could not stop whispering.
"Shut up, all of you." Marshal Verlaine turned around and reprimanded the generals in a low but stern voice: "You are all soldiers, what are you doing? Stand still!"
Seeing Marshal Verlaine's majestic expression, the generals calmed down and continued to wait.
Is there something wrong with the siege and annihilation of the Phantom Legion? Absolutely not. Verlaine still holds the latest battle report in his arms. It is a joint report from several main battle legion commanders of the Demonic Alliance responsible for the siege and annihilation of the Phantom Legion. The battle report states that the enemy
The Phantom Army - the Ninth Army of the Divine Alliance Army has been completely wiped out, and all participating troops are preparing to retreat. If it weren't for this battle report, Verlaine would not have dared to set out here.
If it's not this, then what's the reason? Marshal Verlaine fell into deep thought... Just when the marshal was feeling uneasy, there was movement in the magic circle.
A figure appeared in the light curtain and walked out slowly.
"Master officiant?" Marshal Verlaine saw the person clearly and asked with some uneasiness: "Shouldn't you stay outside the Confused Palace? Where is Master Zuoji?"
The officiant raised his eyes and looked at Verlaine, shook his head first, and then smiled miserably.
"Master Priest..." Marshal Verlaine was shocked, knowing that something big had happened. Ordinary bad news would not make the golden-robed officiant look like this.
"Your Excellency, Marshal." The golden-robed priest spoke with difficulty: "The Dark Lord has a password."
"Verlaine takes the order!" Marshal Verlaine straightened his military uniform and led the officers behind him to kneel down.
"The commanders of the coalition forces are old, and each of them is too dim-sighted to see the battle reports clearly." The officiant repeated the words of the Dark Lord: "Today's audience is unnecessary. Let them go back and take a good look at the battle reports!"
Marshal Verlaine suddenly raised his head and looked at the golden-robed officiant with disbelief. After the two looked at each other for a while, the golden-robed officiant shook his head again, indicating that this matter could never be undone.
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No matter what happened, the Dark Lord refused to summon the officers who came to have an audience at this time, which meant that he rejected all those who were waiting for an audience!
A group of people were rejected by the Dark Lord. This was a blow that no dignified noble could bear. This was no different from issuing a death warrant. Now... everyone has no other choice but to die.
"With all my life, I will serve the Lord Dark Lord!" Several officers waiting to see them saluted with pale faces, trying their best to maintain the dignity that a soldier should have.
Marshal Verlaine stood up majestically, as if he was dozens of years older than before. When his vision went dark, he almost fell down. The two officers behind him quickly supported him.
The marshal composed himself, shook off the subordinate who was holding him, and walked to the golden-robed chief priest.
"Tell me... what is going on!" The muscles on Marshal Verlaine's face twitched, his hands clenched into fists, and he asked unwillingly: "Why does the Dark Lord punish us like this? What do we do?
What's wrong..."
"The Phantom Legion you vowed to destroy..." The golden-robed priest stared at Marshal Verlaine and said word by word: "They escaped."
"What!" Marshal Verlaine stared angrily: "This is impossible!"
"The troops you sent to destroy the Phantom Legion were all wiped out." The golden-robed chief priest said solemnly: "Zuo Ji... because he ensured that the Phantom Legion was wiped out in return for the Demon Princess... has committed suicide to apologize."
"Phantom...Shadow...Army...Regiment!" Marshal Verlaine's face turned pale, and his mind was spinning.
"Forgive me...Marshal." The officiant supported the marshal: "I can't help."
Marshal Verlaine smiled sadly, turned and walked towards the steps, followed by several officers with solemn faces.
The golden-robed officiant watched the marshal leave step by step, knowing that this was the last time the two of them would see each other. Although they had always been rivals, he couldn't help but feel a little sad...
Under the gaze of everyone, Marshal Verlaine, who had walked to the steps, suddenly turned around, strode up to the officiant, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed the collar of the gold-robed officiant.
"Then our previous agreement..." Marshal Verlaine looked like a ferocious monster, staring hard into the eyes of the officiant and said: "Will you still abide by it?"
"Of course." The officiant's body trembled slightly and he couldn't help but replied: "Of course I will comply!"
"you swear!"
"I swear." The golden-robed priest raised his right hand: "I will abide by the agreement with Marshal Verlaine. If I regret it and delay it, it will not end well!"
"Thank you... thank you." Marshal Verlaine's eyes overflowed with tears: "You will be fine. I promise you will not be implicated in this matter."
"Marshal... I want to say." The officiant held the marshal's hands tightly: "You are a real soldier, a good soldier!"
"My friend, this is no longer important." Marshal Verlaine puffed up his chest: "You must take care and don't let those little characters steal your position."
"Don't worry, I will definitely stand firm until the person we choose takes the stage!"
Marshal Verlaine nodded, turned around neatly, and said to the other officers: "Stand up, gentlemen, we are soldiers, and we must carry our pride even if we die."
"Yes, sir!"
The group of people strode down the steps, got into their carriages, and left.
Three days later…
Sivis Hepburn, who was idle at home, appeared outside the gate of the Allied Military Headquarters again, but this time, he came as a personal visitor of Marshal Verlaine.
He learned from the officer who received him that Marshal Verlaine had just returned to the military headquarters, and something big seemed to have happened. Everyone in the military headquarters was cautious.
"Report to the marshal, Duke Swice Hepburn has arrived!"
"Invite him in."
Swice Hepburn walked into the marshal's room, only to find that there was not only the marshal, but also the general staff officer, two deputy commanders of the coalition forces, and the commander of the second theater. Almost out of conditioned reflex, Swice Hepburn
S. Hepburn stood at attention and gave several former officers a standard military salute.
After he finished the salute, he realized that he was no longer an officer. His face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed. He didn't know whether to take his hand back or not to take it back.
But what surprised him even more was that everyone in the room stood up and saluted him in unison. These generals all had solemn expressions on their faces, and the atmosphere in the room was quite depressing.
"Sirs," Swiss Hepburn asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with you?"
Several generals looked at Marshal Verlaine without speaking.
"That's right, Sivis." Marshal said calmly: "We have to talk to you, and we have something else to ask of you."
"Marshal, please tell me, I'm happy to help."
"Let this be my last order as the marshal." Marshal Verlaine pointed to a short table next to him and said, "You put this on first."
"This is..." Swiss Hepburn walked over and took a closer look, and was shocked: "This is the marshal's uniform!"
"Yes, this is the marshal's uniform." Marshal Verlaine nodded and said, "Put it on."
The doubts in Svez Hepburn's heart deepened. Could it be that these old guys were making fun of themselves? But it didn't look like... He hesitated and picked up the marshal's uniform.
The five people in the room watched silently as he took off his coat and put on a brand new marshal uniform. Everyone except Marshal Verlaine had red eyes.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Marshal Verlaine looked at the dressed-up Swiss Hepburn and said three good words in a loud voice: "This uniform looks just right for you."
"Marshal..." Swiss Hepburn, who had put on the marshal's military uniform, was at a loss: "What on earth is going on?"
"You have all seen it." The marshal did not answer him, but asked other people in the room: "How does he look in this military uniform?"
Only the general staff officer replied: "It is indeed more suitable than what we wear..."
Marshal Verlaine nodded happily.
"You can take it off." Marshal Verlaine said to Sves Hepburn: "Now let's get to the point."
"Yes, sir..." Swiss Hepburn took off his military uniform and felt like an idiot.
"There is a letter here. You can only read it after you leave the military headquarters and return home. Put it away after reading it." Marshal Verlaine handed over an envelope: "That's it. Don't ask us any more questions. You can leave."
"But the marshal..."
"Let's go." The marshal picked up the wine glass on the table: "Let's go..."
The general staff officer walked up to Swiss Hepburn and patted him on the shoulder: "Sir, I apologize for the way I looked at you before. I hope you accept it."
"No, it doesn't matter." Faced with the sudden apology, Swiss Hepburn panicked: "I don't care, really."
"I also apologize." The deputy commander also came over: "If possible, please take care of my family..."
"Ah...definitely!" Although he was confused, Swiss Hepburn still answered instinctively: "I will help."
The other two generals came over silently and opened the door for Swiss Hepburn...
An hour after Swice Hepburn left the military headquarters, Marshal Verlaine committed suicide in his room. At the same time, two deputy commanders-in-chief of the coalition forces, the general staff officer, the commander of the second theater and several other senior generals committed suicide...
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On the same day, every country in the Demonic Alliance received an order from the Demonic Palace to designate this day as a "Day of Shame." The Demonic Palace also announced in the entire Demonic Alliance that the commander of the Ninth Legion of the Divine Alliance was captured alive or killed.
Korn Kedar, a bounty of one million coins, made a Duke, and was summoned by the Dark Lord!
It's night, Swees Hepburn's study.
After reading Marshal Verlaine's letter, Svez Hepburn sat at his desk all night with red eyes. Cohen Kedar's name was already in his mind. He had never tried to hate someone like this.
At the same time, he is also very aware of the responsibilities on his shoulders, because Marshal Verlaine has arranged everything for his future...
Defeat Cohen, defeat him in an upright manner, and restore the reputation of the Demonic Alliance - this is Marshal Verlaine's last wish! (To be continued)