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Chapter 52: Advent Angel

To be honest, Iron-blooded Grand Duke Mayfield MacNeil has never had such an exciting experience in his life.

When the messenger from the Dark Temple waved his hand gently and led him onto the arch bridge made of black mist, he was nervous but also filled with pride.

It was as if the whole world was under his feet.

Looking at the army of the King of Greyhawk Kingdom ahead, the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke suddenly felt that his previous worries were unnecessary.

Although the number of the opposing army is more than three times that of his own, as a person favored by the gods, he is no longer on the same level as his opponent.

When he followed the messenger from the Dark Temple and slowly landed on the ground, he originally planned to immediately order the soldiers next to him to beat drums and march.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Before they could attack, the army on the opposite side suddenly turned around and retreated hastily.

Such a thing was obviously far beyond the Iron-Blooded Duke's expectations.

He originally thought that this was a trick of the enemy. The cunning enemy hoped to trick them into an ambush by pretending to retreat, and then besiege them from all sides.

However, with his rich military experience, when he looked down and saw that the tracks made by the wheels of the opponent's chariots became increasingly chaotic, he could basically conclude that the opposite army was really running away.

The Iron-Blooded Grand Duke felt very sorry for this.

He had sharpened the sword in his hand to an extremely sharp level just a few days ago, and it shone with a cold light of hunger. He thought he could feed it in today's battle, but he didn't expect that he overestimated the opponent's courage.

However, when the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke turned his head and looked at the "messenger" in black clothes beside him, he immediately understood the behavior of General Harrelson opposite.

He thought that if he were the enemy of this mysterious and mysterious man, he would definitely choose to run away.

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The capital of the Greyhawk Kingdom, Greyhawk Castle.

General Wilton Harrelson spent a whole day leading the army to the Falling Star Plains, and then he spent less than half a day escaping back to the capital with the soldiers who had abandoned their armor.

Only then did he think about how to explain to the king the fact that he suddenly escaped.

This made him feel a little helpless.

After all, when he first saw the black mist arch bridge across the sky, he felt strong fear welling up from deep in his heart, filling his mind, controlling his body, and dominating his actions.

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He didn't know how to describe this feeling to the king.

He was even more afraid that the king would regard what happened today as a crime of dereliction of duty, deprive him of his military power, and then put him in prison.

If such a thing really happens, then all his efforts in the past ten years will be in vain.

"The soldiers will testify for me," he comforted himself silently in his heart. "When encountering something that is beyond common sense, a normal person would choose to run away."

Thinking of this, General Wilton Harrelson took a deep breath, and then slowly climbed up the stairs of the palace.

In front of the palace gate stood two soldiers guarding the gate.

General Harrelson winked at them, and the two soldiers nodded and saluted, and at the same time opened the door of the palace for him.

However, when General Harrelson entered the palace, an incredible scene caught his eye

In the center of the palace hall, a figure made of golden light appeared at some point. It was tall and had wings on its back, but its face was blurred in the light, making it look particularly blurry.

As for King Charles II of the Greyhawk Kingdom, he had already left his high throne and knelt respectfully in front of this golden figure.

Looking at his humble appearance, it was as if he had seen a god descending into the world.

General Harrelson stood there blankly, his mind going blank.

He had just escaped from a nightmare, so why did he encounter such a strange thing again in the blink of an eye?

But something even weirder is yet to come.

Charles II slowly stood up, stretched out his hand, and touched the figure condensed with golden light.

The moment the two came into contact, the golden figure seemed to turn into golden liquid and melted into the body of King Charles II.

The king coughed dryly, and the expression on his face became distorted, as if he was in extra pain.

After a few minutes, the golden figure completely disappeared, and the king's expression gradually returned to calm.

Then, the king turned around and sat on his throne again.

Everything seems to be no different from usual.

The only difference was that Charles I's eyes changed from dull brown to shining gold.

General Harrelson forced himself to calm down.

He took a few steps forward, then knelt on one knee in front of the king's throne and whispered:

"Your Majesty, I deserve death. I fled in front of the enemy without fighting."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and waited for the storm of reprimands that followed.

In General Harrelson's impression, the king was a man with a bad temper, and he was unambiguous in his curses, but as long as he admitted his mistakes in front of him and did not lie or refute, he would not receive too many substantial punishments.

However, the king's response far exceeded General Harrelson's expectations.

I only heard him say in a tone without any emotion: "General Harrelson, this is not your fault. The god of darkness and deceit stands behind the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke. You cannot be his."

opponent."

The voice sounded cold and mechanical, nothing like the king's usual voice, or even a human voice.

Intuition told Harrelson that the king in front of him was no longer the king in his memory.

"Your Majesty, you are now..."

"I know what you are thinking, General Harrelson," "Charlie I" seemed to see through his thoughts at a glance, "I am now your king Charlie, and I am also the angel in charge of the fire of hell under the great goddess of light.

List.

"Your king wants to use the power of angels to put down the rebellion.

"And after I purify the evil god in charge of darkness and his followers in accordance with the order of the goddess, your king will return to his original appearance."

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At the same time, on the steamer on the sea.

Howard and the papal emissary Clark Andric stood side by side on the bow of the ship, quietly looking at the approaching land in the distance and the rolling white waves on the sea.

Clark was heard to say: "Mr. Bishop Howard, do you know anything about angels?"

Howard nodded.

He had read in the "Light Canon" that the so-called angels, including Uriel, the "Flame of God", Gabriel, the Messenger of God, Lucifer, the Son of Dawn, etc., are all creations of the goddess's divinity.

She shoulders the important task of spreading the gospel for the Goddess of Light and protecting believers.

However, these angels have not appeared for many years, and have gradually become mythical legends. Even the believers of the Church of Light rarely sing their praises.

Only in children's bedtime stories do they appear active.

After seeing Howard's reply, Clark continued: "Have you ever heard of descending angels and reincarnated angels?"


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