"The Lord of the Dawn has descended two battle avatars in Bucharest. ”

"Two?"

"That's right, the two archbishops of Bucharest sacrificed themselves and prayed to the Lord of the Dawn. ”

"The result?"

"There is no more city of Bucharest. ”

"How so? That's the Great Lord of the Dawn!"

"The power is limited, what can be done. ”

...... Because of Muria's behavior, he has won the recognition and favor of many good god churches, coupled with his identity, he learned some top-secret news from the major temples.

After the Kingdom of Bavaria was chosen as a target by the Necromantic Council, the Lord of Dawn, who occupied the kingdom's most faithful beliefs, was not inactive, on the contrary, as a god who hated the undead very much, he immediately set his sights on this region shrouded in the gray fog of the undead.

Therefore, when the two archbishops of Bucharest sacrificed themselves together, the Lord of the Dawn, Loshanda, immediately responded, regardless of the loss of divine power, and at the same time lowered two battle incarnations whose strength was at the peak of the legend and at the upper limit of the gods' maximum combat power in the material world.

But the result is very helpless, the epic of the Necromantic Council strikes, instantly defeating the battle incarnation of the Lord of the Dawn, Loshanda, and erasing Bucharest, a religious city with a population of nearly five million.

The royal family and legend that the Bavarian Kingdom fled there were also erased along with the city, and the complete destruction of the Bavarian Kingdom was announced, and there was no chance of recovering the country.

And all this happened on the fourth day of the Necromantic Scourge. That is, after the ancient dragons sealed Bryant, it was almost what happened before and after.

However, the news had just reached the Patrick Fortress area, mainly because the space was blocked, so the news was delayed. Of course, after the news came, it was also in a state of blockade, and there was no certain level and rights, so don't want to know about this kind of thing.

The main reason is to prevent panic among the public, and to maintain the majesty of Loshanda, the Lord of the Dawn.

Otherwise, once this matter is reported, it will not only cause a huge riot among the common people, but also cause a huge spiritual impact on the followers of the Lord of the Dawn, thus shaking the faith in the Lord of the Dawn.

Of course, as an ancient god of the powerful divine power level, Luo Shanda didn't care about this level of loss of faith at all. What he cared about was that he didn't repel evil, sheltered the humans who believed in him, and he was defeated by the most hated undead.

"Why don't you make a human epic?" asked Muria in confusion when she heard this, and Kaslana was also entitled to know about this detrimental to the majesty of the gods.

"The epics of mankind are basically among the ten great empires. And the ten empires don't care about the decline or death of other kingdoms and principalities. Kaslana shook her head, "The Lord of Dawn's willingness to do whatever it takes is partly influenced by the priesthood and divinity, and of course partly by his nature. ”

"Epics are not influenced or restricted in any way, and all decisions can be made according to their own hearts. Muria whispered.

"There is a good chance that the 'big men' who can influence the rise and fall of humanity do not know that the Kingdom of Bavaria has been destroyed. Kaslana sneered, "Because the demise of a kingdom is a trivial matter that can be ignored in their eyes. ”

"Hundreds of millions of humans have become undead, but it's just a trivial matter?" Muriyah frowned.

Kaslana glanced at Muria a little strangely, and seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, she showed a helpless smile, and explained again: "The number of 100 million people is not worth mentioning at all for the total number of human beings.

No matter which of the ten major empires of the Terran race, the number of people in their empires, plus the population of the heterogeneous colonies, is more than 10 billion. ”

"Ten billion ......" Muria tugged at the corners of his mouth, this had already completely exploded the total human population in his previous life.

"So, the upper echelons of the Human Empire don't care about this kind of thing at all. Humans don't care about it themselves, and we dragons shouldn't care about this kind of thing. ”

"yes, I see. Muria nodded, agreeing with her point of view, the human race itself doesn't care about the strong, he is a non-human thing, so ......

"Let's talk, Kaslana, there's another team of paladins coming, I'm going to give them a ride. Muria stood up, pulled open the portal, and waited at the gates of the fortress.

...... "What's the matter with you two?" As Muria took the lead and led the paladins through the fortress entrance, a rough voice with a look of surprise came from behind the paladin's ranks, "Hurry back!"

"Huh?" Muria, who heard the voice, turned her head and looked at the end of the radiant paladin team this time, and immediately saw two very familiar figures.

A middle-aged uncle with khaki hair, a neat beard, wearing a noble robe, and a coquettish temperament, and a young man with a straight face, expressionless face, hair like a flame burning, wearing a robe similar to a trench coat.

"This is the strange father and son ......" Murria recognized the two at the first sight, and in the city of Variantina, they made such a deep impression on Muria - the son smashed his father with a boulder.

Compared with the holy warriors who were shrouded in a layer of divine aura and couldn't even see their bodies clearly, the father and son who had not received any divine blessings were like Chinese pastoral dogs trying to blend in with the wolves, which were extremely conspicuous.

"What are you doing here?" Muriyah looked at the two fathers and sons, who were arguing with several paladins.

"Yo, it turned out to be a little brother, what a coincidence. Seeing Muria, the uncle wearing a riotous aristocratic robe stiffened, and then greeted Muria with a smile, looking familiar, "My son Leon and I are preparing to enter the Bavarian Kingdom." ”

"Nonsense, this is not going on an outing. A paladin reprimanded in a stern voice, "Take your son back quickly." ”

"Why don't you let us go back?" Leon, the red-haired boy with his arms in his arms, looked at the paladin who scolded him, "We're going to enter the Kingdom of Bavaria to save people." ”

"You're just going to save people?" a luminous paladin raised his finger and pointed to the outfits on their bodies.

He didn't wear armor, not even leather armor, Uncle Rogue only had two dagger-like short knives around his waist, and Leon only had an ordinary-looking sword around his waist.

"Go back, it's enough for you to have this heart, and it's enough for us holy warriors to save people. ”

"It's you who should go back!" the red-haired boy Leon drew his sword at his waist and swung it into the sky......