When Catherine turned into foam and pushed Allen to fly towards the cracks in the dream world, Isabella was standing in the vast wilderness, wearing a dark green hunting suit, facing an army of slaves
, silver hair flying, heroic appearance.
For this siege battle, she has been preparing for a long time to inspect the terrain, collect intelligence, train troops, and collect weapons... Now, this group of slaves is no longer a vulnerable mob, and finally has organization and discipline.
.If we seize the opportunity, we may still be able to fight against the troops defending the city.
Now, all Isabella has to do is to boost morale.
However, just when she climbed onto the high mound and planned to deliver an impassioned speech, an accident happened.
A wide crack suddenly appeared in the cloudless sky.
It was as if the blue sky had become a piece of drawing paper and was roughly torn open by a pair of invisible hands.
Seeing such a scene, Isabella was stunned for a moment. And a strange feeling suddenly appeared in her mind.
That is, the world she lives in is unreal.
Just when she realized this, the slaves in front of her suddenly became blurred, and showed obvious hostility towards her, as if she was no longer the leader of the slaves, but became unpopular.
Foreign invaders.
"I must be dreaming." She told herself silently.
Then she took a deep breath and tried hard to open her eyes.
A dazzling white light quickly occupied her field of vision.
In a dizzy feeling, everything in front of me disappeared.
When she opened her eyes again, she found that she had returned to the space passage between the two planes. The light that destroyed the passage and the turbulent space that devoured life did not actually exist.
Those are all illusions in dreams.
She simply had a nightmare and woke up.
Everything in the Essar Empire actually happens in the blink of an eye in the real world.
It was a dream after all.
The long time in the dream is just the blink of an eye in reality.
As for the messenger, he was standing beside her just as in the memory, and he had obviously just woken up from a dream.
His face was expressionless at this time, and there was a slight chill in his blue eyes.
Isabella didn't know what he had experienced in the dream.
But she could vaguely feel that the current messenger seemed a little different from before.
If he used to be a sword in a scabbard, wrapped in a gentle and elegant appearance with an aura of calmness and self-reliance, then now, this sharp sword has been unsheathed.
The cold light is harsh and the energy is overwhelming.
"Lord Messenger, we are going now"
"Go to the new dimension," Allen said in an unquestionable tone, "go over there and join the rest of the temple."
Isabella nodded.
But for some reason, the word "new dimension" fell in her ears now, and it seemed a little distant, as if it was a memory from a long time ago.
As for Allen, he looked around calmly, and then sighed silently.
The gap in the plane is as dark and cold as ever, like a dry tomb.
The golden foam can no longer be seen.
…………
at the same time.
Lund City, the capital of Braden Kingdom, Mage Tower.
A few minutes ago, when Allen had just left this plane through the plane portal, the master of the mage tower, the legendary mage Merlins, looked up at the stars, trying to find traces of Allen through the river of destiny, but there was a dazzling light in the destiny.
A sudden explosion occurred in the river, causing Merlins to suffer the backlash of the prophecy.
In this way, the toucan once again sneered at his language skills.
"The goddess of light has become stronger again," this was Merlins' previous judgment, "and she discovered traces of Allen."
But it all happened in the blink of an eye.
Soon, he recovered from the backlash of the prophecy, and quickly locked Allen's position in the long river of destiny.
"Is Alan still alive?" Toucan asked.
"Of course he is still alive," Merlins patted his chest and showed a confident smile again, "He is my student, how could he die so easily? Besides, when did my prophecy fail?
"
"Bah! How shameless!" the toucan shouted, flapping its wings, "I am ashamed of you if I stay with you!"
Merlins took hold of its wings and threw it aside.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Merlins said lightly, "If my feeling is correct, the goddess of light's power seems to have taken a step further. We have to be prepared.
"Allen's previous trial of Archbishop Akenelga has long made the Church of Light grieve.
"Perhaps it won't be long before the Church of Light will take this opportunity to wage war against us to punish us for our previous 'ungodly' behavior."
"Perhaps by then, you won't be able to defeat the Pope of the Church of Light." Toucan said unceremoniously in a mocking tone.
"Perhaps by then, my students will surpass me," Merlins did not panic about these words, "and I can stay in the rear and retire quietly."
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At the same time, the capital of Braden Kingdom, Hagia Sophia.
A few seconds ago, a meteor streaked across the night sky, giving Auxiliary Bishop Howard an ominous premonition.
In a daze, he dropped the sandwich in his hand, first smeared salad dressing on the angel statue, and then spread lettuce leaves, bacon, tomatoes and bread on the steps in front of the church.
This makes Howard habitually feel ashamed.
Even though he is now an auxiliary bishop and is in charge of the ecclesiastical power of a country, he still lowers his head involuntarily and his heart beats loudly, like a student who has made a mistake.
"If Allen sees this scene, he will definitely laugh at me." Howard thought silently.
However, the feeling of heart palpitations was fleeting.
With his innate intuition of light, Howard could feel that Allen had just fallen into a dangerous life-and-death situation woven by light, and escaped death in a few seconds and returned to a safe zone.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He has always had great confidence in Allen. But now that the two are far apart, and Allen is facing unknown risks and challenges, Howard can't help but feel a little worried occasionally.
And soon, he will leave the Braden Kingdom and go to the Pope's territory.
Pope Paul II has urged him several times in letters, expressing his great regard for him and expressing his intention to entrust him with important tasks.
But Howard understood that he played a very important role in the trial of Nelga.
This matter will definitely make the Pope feel grudge.
His next road seems to be glorious and dazzling, but in fact it is bumpy.