"It's decided, I want to switch to the angel sequence."
One night ten years ago, Maggie said these words to her father and family at the family dinner table. Several younger siblings looked at her sister curiously and puzzled, waiting for her explanation.
As an outstanding graduate of Emenas, Maggie has always been the envy and admiration of several younger brothers and sisters, and she is not like an ordinary noble girl who goes with the crowd, but is a rare powerful extraordinary person in the family.
After the changes in heaven and earth, the world has been reshuffled, and many people have embarked on the path of practicing extraordinary sequences again. Some geniuses will progress faster than some seniors because of their past experience and the advantage of youth, and
Be more adaptable to this new era.
"Why don't you continue to practice the natural sequence?" the head of the family sitting at the top, Maggie's father, asked.
He did not object to such abrupt words from the beginning, but wanted to hear what his daughter thought.
"There are many natural sequence factions in the East, and there are many masters. Moreover, we have a close relationship with the elves and have many elven-related secrets. Practicing the natural sequence will be very advantageous." The father continued.
"Yes, I know, so I chose this way before."
Maggie nodded. She was a natural sequence genius when she was in school. She even fought Xing Liu at the Winter Festival Gala, and even though she lost, she was honored.
"It's just now that I suddenly discovered that what we lack is not that kind of power." Maggie slowly recounted her insights over the years.
After the sudden change in heaven and earth, the empire experienced three years of turmoil, including changes in imperial power, changes in high-level leadership, uprisings and rebellions, disasters and famines, etc. It is only now that it has settled down a little.
"Individual abilities are ultimately limited. A warrior with excellent sword skills cannot defeat ten peasants holding pitchforks. The reason why humans can defeat elves and become the overlord of the continent is not based on individual strength."
"In these years, I have seen too much blind fear and panic, indulgent violence, out-of-control animality, and chaotic images of disorder." As she spoke, Maggie sighed and looked out the window at the night scene.
"Although I quickly regained some strength, I couldn't protect a few people. I had to rely on the protection of my family and my status as a noble."
After saying that, she turned her eyes back, slowly cut the food on the plate, and then ate it in small bites.
"In fact, there is no shortage of outstanding geniuses in the Eastern Region. I know quite a few of them, not to mention the elves who are already talented."
"But everyone is still pursuing their own goals and rarely unites. In such a wave of drastic changes, we can only protect ourselves and are unable to change the situation."
"I was confused and meditated for a long time. It wasn't until that day when I walked into the only angel church in the city and looked at the people lining up quietly under the angel statue to receive food one by one that I suddenly realized the power of faith.
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"Selfishness and humanity that have no support and no basis cannot make everyone trust and be firm, but the legendary angel has such reassuring power, selfless dedication, and kind treatment."
"I used to think that believing in God or angels was a foolish thing, but now there seems to be a change." She continued.
"The will of most people is actually very fragile. This is something that is difficult to change. However, even if the power of cognition and knowledge is known, it still needs to be tempered and experienced before we can move forward."
"God may not exist, but I believe that such power is necessary, and people need a fulcrum to connect them together."
"I wanted to see such a stable and coordinated scene, such a consistent and powerful force, so I chose to switch to the angel sequence."
"That's it..." Maggie's father responded slowly. He looked at his daughter. Although from his perspective, this idea was somewhat ideal, he didn't want to interrupt it.
Since my daughter has such an idea, why not give her a little support? She has been so obedient since she was a child, and this is one of the rare times she follows her own ideas. Now that she is an adult, she is far more powerful than her father.
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"Then you can follow your own ideas with peace of mind. Your father and family will always be your backing, and your younger brothers and sisters will also believe in you."
"Thank you, father." Maggie smiled happily, almost ready to cry.
Time passed by in a blink of an eye, and she also reached the point where she is today in the angel sequence. The sequence from the angel was so handy, and the hymn she personally improved and composed was so in line with her inner thoughts.
Qi Ye devoutly followed the path in her heart step by step.
Although the nobles in the Eastern Territory have different wills and the soldiers are not firm, it doesn't matter. This is the meaning of her existence. She wants to forge this loose alliance into an iron group.
The black nun's robe was flying high in the air, and the thin silver chains hanging around her waist kept colliding. The gauze in front of her nose fell off in the strong wind, revealing her pair of blue eyes, in which golden angel symbols slowly rotated.
A trail of light golden particles was left in the sky.
As the nun in black rose into the sky, she slowly spread her hands and raised her head slightly. The clouds in the sky parted, and a ray of sunlight shone down and fell on her forehead.
Brilliant golden light spots gathered together, accompanying the chanting song in her mouth, and gradually turned into clear symbols, engraved on her forehead. It was like three wings crossing and converging, with golden and light blue light flowing in front of her forehead.
Blue flames spread from the cross sword in his hand. When Ma Qihe held the long sword with the flames of heaven in his hand, the wings woven with magic power on his back also transformed into light blue flame wings, which were extremely wide.
She was originally a nearly perfect Sequence 7, but she actually achieved greater advancement in this fierce battle. Now she has become a true Angel Sequence 8, almost the apex of a mortal. The symbols and marks on her forehead are proof of this, symbolizing
His will and determination have overcome the test of chaos and approached true strength.
However, she is not the only genius in this battle.
On the other side, Frocia was also standing in the air holding a sword. The original armor on her body had long been broken, revealing the long skirt underneath, which was pure white.
Although she has lived a secluded life in these years, she has not given up her pursuit of spirituality and strength. In other words, it is precisely because she has had the most noble status and now lives a simple life that she has become more aware of the importance of the empire.
The huge division, and the hidden truth in life.
"So many evil deeds have been done in the name of holiness, so that beauty finally ceases to be beautiful, and people are at a loss, falling into a confusing predicament, losing faith, losing hope, and losing the future."
"If you firmly believe that you are right, then I have a reason to let you see the so-called truth."
The wings woven by pure white magic power are dyed with golden flames, and the pair of eyes also reflect standard and rotating marks. Both of them are extraordinary people of the angel sequence, and they are both sequence 8. They fight with each other.
As for the illusion of fate.
Burning wings flew in the sky, and the battle between the two left sparks and broken flames in the sky from time to time. The magnificent scene was so shocking that the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people below was eclipsed.
Everyone was paying attention to the battle in the sky, praying that their side would win.
Another flash of sword light swept past, and the two long swords burning with flames collided together, stalemate with each other.
Frocia stared at the figure in front of her that was similar to her own. She held the cross sword with all her strength, trembling slightly, and pressed the blade to the opposite side with difficulty. Maggie also flapped her pair of broad wings and moved the sword blade.
Slowly press back to the center position between the two of you.
Separated again, crossed and swung again, and broken gaps appeared in the wings of both sides. In this way, the battle continued to advance in the most difficult direction.
Neither of them is the kind of person who can be easily shaken. Relying on words to defeat the other's belief is just a delusion, and they have passed the age of innocence and innocence, and they will not remain humble at this critical moment of life and death. The rest of the competition
, can only rely on the strength of both parties and the will to persevere.
Just like the arduous and fierce battle on the battlefield below, the two of them were also engaged in an arduous battle with all their strength. Gradually, gradually, the wings of the two of them were no longer brilliant, and the sword blades in their hands no longer boiled with flames, but became full of energy.
It's a gap, almost ready to shatter.
After another stagger and slash, the broken sword blade finally broke, and at this last moment, the broken sword in Frocia's hand also cut across Maggie's graceful neck, causing a shocking bloody light.
The blue flame wings woven by magical power in the sky dimmed and dissipated in an instant, and one of them also supported the falling figure.
Holding the body of the nun in black with both arms, Frocia slowly descended from the sky, while Maggie in her arms looked pale. She looked at the gradually blurring sun in the sky, raised her hands tremblingly, and seemed to want to say something.
These and other things, but the wound on her neck has made her unable to speak.
Slowly, her hand dropped weakly, and the flowing symbols in her eyes gradually dissipated, losing focus.
Then, her breathing gradually stopped and her body slowly cooled down.
The balance of the battle was broken at this moment, the morale of the Landsworth family was greatly boosted, and the soldiers marched forward with shouts and cheers, and the boiling sound was like ocean waves.
"Frocia, Sun Diamond, Won Victory!"
"Frocia, Sun Diamond, Won Victory!"
"Frocia, Sun Diamond, Won Victory!"
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Under these stormy shouts, the soldiers of the Eastern Border Alliance Army became more and more desperate and lost their fighting spirit. Some people began to retreat and flee, and this trend was also spreading. The originally scattered coalition forces were losing the core of uniting everyone.
Finally, the suppressed fear and timidity in their hearts surged up again. Many people became panicked and began to think about what would happen after the defeat. The more they thought about such things, the more panicked they became, and they no longer had the same fighting spirit as before.
Trampled, broken up, chased, the situation on the battlefield was completely overturned, and the faces of the great nobles of the Eastern Region were pale, and they had to turn their horses around and flee in all directions.
A large number of flags and weapons were abandoned and thrown down. When the rout occurred, even the soldiers who wanted to continue to resist were affected. They instantly lost their fighting spirit and followed their companions to flee. They crowded and trampled on each other, regardless of what happened not long ago.
They were still comrades who shared life and death, but now they just hated each other for blocking their way to escape.
After losing their fighting spirit, losing their backbone, and losing their command, the coalition forces showed their miserable side as a ragtag group of people, and they were no longer as powerful and fearless as before.
Frocia stood up again and witnessed everything on the battlefield. She didn't feel too happy in her heart. Instead, she felt a touch of sadness, as if the person who fell under her was not Maggie, but another dead version of herself.
Both of them are the legitimate daughters of the great nobles of the East, with similar origins and scenes. If the trajectory of their fate had changed slightly, their positions would probably be reversed today, and the same tragedy would happen.
Frocia took a deep breath to calm down the sadness that surged in her heart. She picked up the lance and flag that were thrown on the ground again, held them high, gathered everyone's faith, and then rode forward.
Let's finish the work in one battle and try our best to reduce the occurrence of such tragedies.
Gathering the faith and will in her heart, she moved forward again, galloping into the strong wind.
In the third era, at the end of 1715, there was a rebellion in the East. The allied forces of the nobles attacked the Landsworth family, and then a battle broke out in the wilderness between the two mountains. During this period, the coalition forces once had the upper hand, and the Landsworth family's front was layer by layer.
Crush.
Later, the hidden legitimate daughter of the Landsworth family, Frocia, led the army to appear on one side of the battlefield, led the charge, and went straight to the core of the coalition. After a battle with Maggie, the legitimate daughter of the Clara family, she killed her.
Killed on the spot, the morale of the coalition forces collapsed, they fled, suffered numerous trampled casualties, and were defeated step by step.
In July of the following year, all the nobles in the Eastern Territory surrendered, liberation was announced, and there was no longer any resistance to the reform.
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New Rose Castle, Red Rose Palace.
The green stone pillars are wrapped with vines, and small pale white flowers are attached and blooming on them.
There were several guards in white standing outside the courtyard. They had the emblem of the fairy wood on their chests. A large number of the garrison here had been evacuated, and the nobles who had been full of people were nowhere to be seen, making it seem much quieter.
Two blond women walked slowly in the garden of the former palace, talking about the past and present.
"Long time no see, Frocia."
Evelyn wore a long crimson dress and walked with Frocia among the gravel slabs, stopping occasionally to look at the various flowers blooming in the garden.
"Yes, it's been a long time." The last time the two met was the wedding of the crown prince. As a princess, Evelin joined everyone in blessing the newlyweds.
Frocia still wore a long dress with gold embroidery on a white background, and her appearance was the same as when she was in Titania. Time seemed to have left no trace on her body.
"Although I studied in Emenas before, I never spoke much. Looking back now, I feel like I missed too much." Evelin smiled and felt a little regretful when she thought of her proud self in the previous college.
"Who would have expected so many things that would happen later."
Frocia stopped in front of a swing, hesitated a little, and sat on it.
"Haha, it's true, but Frocia is still so beautiful." Behind Frocia, Evelin said with a little envy, looking at the golden hair, and then slowly pushed the swing.
The two slowly talked about the past and their experiences over the years until now.
"Now, I am no longer the queen. Well, although I am a little disappointed, I am still happy overall because I no longer have to think about complicated politics and situations, and I no longer have to worry about my own safety and being controlled."
"I just hope that I can see Sister Teslin soon."
After playing around, the two finally sat on a bench in the garden and watched the sunset in the distance until the purple-red clouds filled the sky, becoming soft and beautiful.
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