The distant eastern sky, with a faint red light, is coming, and the morning sun is also revealing her beauty. An unusually neat team drove into the distance. Obviously, this is a starry army, and it is not difficult to see the wind and dust of long-distance travel from their bodies.

None of the soldiers in the ranks showed signs of tiredness or dissatisfaction, their eyes were sharp and determined, and all of them stared ahead, in the direction of the Cologne fortress, their eyes flashing with the fighting spirit of victory. What flashed in the eyes of these soldiers was an endless flame, it was the flame of the Cologne fortress, it was also their brothers, their comrades-in-arms lit the flame with their lives, everyone's eyes flashed with a thick sadness, but they didn't cry, some were just relieved, just blessings, just ......

In the distance, at the end of the road was an endless stream of baggage wagons, their wheels rolling up a thick cloud of dust that covered the sky and enveloped everything behind. At the head of the line were dozens of infantry phalanxes, all of whom wore dense chain mail, the most common style on the continent, except for a shining emblem on the shoulders of each soldier, the emblem of the Imperial Central Army.

Several light horsemen hovered on either side of the infantry ranks, defending themselves against the demonic beasts that might appear on either flank, and all of them held a shiny sword in their hands, but this did not affect their skillful control of the mounts under them. Suddenly, Jing Chen's hazy eyes saw a scene in the team that he couldn't believe, a group of middle-aged people riding horses silently forward, they were all wearing uniform robes, led by an old man riding a white horse, he was wearing a lilac robe, and the cuffs of the robe were embroidered with three gold edges.

Such a neat queue and this type of robe made Jingchen can't help but think of the special establishment in the Central Army mentioned by his father Sedum, the Magician Regiment. This is the core force of the Central Army of the Holy Spirit Empire, the entire mage regiment is divided into three brigades, and under the brigade is divided into three squadrons, each squadron has a hundred magicians, in addition to a squadron leader and nine guards, it is divided into three squads, and the entire mage regiment is less than a thousand people. But it is this less than 1,000 people, but it is known as one of the three strongest armies in the mainland, and it is on par with the Heaven Breaker Regiment of the San Bruno Empire and the Crime Breaker Cannon Battalion of the Crystal Song Alliance.

Seeing that the scale of the magician group that came to participate in the battle this time was far from a squadron, although Jingchen didn't look carefully, but according to his visual observation, there were at least five hundred members of the magician group who came. This means that at least five squadrons have come, what is this concept? There are only nine squadrons in the Wizard Regiment, and five or even more than five at a time, which is enough to see the strong strength of this team, after all, Perry, who is known as the god of war, will not be stupid enough to fill the hole with the Magician Regiment.

The team from far to near, not long after it had already driven to the east gate of the Cologne Fortress, Mo Lao waved his right hand, and the city gate more than ten meters high was slowly pushed open by a dark force.

Walking in front of the team was an old man, the old man was burly, with a Chinese face, long golden hair, and sat proudly on a horse facing the golden morning light. There is a momentum of a long-time leader in the old man, and there is also a seriousness that a soldier is used to, his gaze swept over the city coldly, his expression eased slightly, nodded towards Mo Lao, and did not say anything.

Suddenly, an extremely strong momentum erupted from the old man's body, and even Jingchen, who was standing at the head of the city, was almost suffocated by it. A soft force suddenly came, Jing Chen reluctantly turned his head to look, Mo Lao was supporting his body with his hand, slowly letting him sit down, a smooth momentum suddenly enveloped Jing Chen, so that he was not affected by the momentum of the old man under the city wall.

"The whole army listens to my orders, implements the No. 1 battle plan, and enters the city!" The voice fell, and a snow-bright sword in his right hand waved, and the blood of countless soldiers was also ignited at this moment, and they roared and pounced into the city. At this moment, the city was already a sea of fire, and there were the roars of demonic beasts, the groans of humans, and the sound of explosions that kept ringing. As the sun slowly rose, the sun shone on the Cologne Fortress, the most suitable time for the activities of the monsters had quietly passed, and the Central Army, which had always been known for its fierceness, did not show the slightest fatigue even if it marched in the starry night.

Although the defenders of the Cologne Fortress have felt the footsteps of reinforcements, they are still firmly carrying out their mission, and there are constantly warriors and incoming monsters who have died together, and monsters and warriors who have been blown to pieces. The eyes of the officers and men of the Central Army all flashed with sadness, perhaps these dead soldiers did not have their sophisticated weapons and their overall strength, but all the defenders were the most worthy of their respect, because they were worthy of the words "imperial soldiers".

It was they who defended the mission of the soldiers with their lives, it was they who defended the safe evacuation of countless civilians with their flesh and blood, it was they who fulfilled the oath they made when they enlisted in the army with everything they had, and it was they who ......

All the officers and soldiers of the Central Army who rushed into the Cologne Fortress immediately flocked to the place where those flying demonic beasts gathered, because there were their brothers, because there was the glory of the empire, because there was the immortal military spirit. It's a pity that there are so many demonic beasts, and in many places, dazzling flames will rise before they can rush over, and then they can see a large number of demonic beasts being blown up and flying away from a distance.

All the soldiers who entered the city were automatically divided into squads of twenty or thirty people, and they walked through the streets of the city at a very fast speed. Especially the team composed of members of the Wizard Regiment, whether it is a low-level demonic beast or a beastmaster-level demonic beast, they can't hinder their footsteps, and every time they save the wounded, there will be a life-based druid in the team to treat the wounded. This is the standard configuration of the mage squad, and each squad's will have a druid who is good at healing, which is a very weak profession elsewhere, but it is necessary in the mage group.

Standing on the east gate, Jingchen only felt a burst of dizziness hit his head, looking at the scene of war in front of him, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, sitting next to his father Sedum, listening to Sedum tell him those stories about the war, that was his happiest time. I went to exercise with my father every morning, and after the workout, I sat down and listened to my father's story, but now I ...... Jingchen suddenly remembered his parents, more than a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and now his parents don't know where they are and how they are doing.

"When you're tired, take a break. Mo Lao's voice suddenly sounded.

"Elder Mo, why did you suddenly come here, Grandpa, are they okay?" Jingchen narrowed his eyes and asked with some confusion, according to what Armand Delon said at the beginning, Elder Mo should have stayed in Zeus Academy to find himself, why did he suddenly appear here.

"Didn't you see that old guy?" Mo Lao turned his head and looked at Jingchen who was already sitting at the head of the city in confusion.

"Who? Grandpa, I haven't seen him!" Jingchen opened his eyes hard and looked at Mo Lao who was also looking at him in surprise.

"How is it possible? It was he who summoned me overnight, and I only knew that you had come out, so I rushed to the side of the Cologne Fortress, according to what he said at the time, according to the time, he should have arrived a long time ago, why didn't he meet you?" Mo Lao frowned slightly, of course he was not worried about what would happen to the Great Elder, in the world, there may be a peerless powerhouse who can make the Great Elder not even have a chance to escape, but the chance of him encountering it is probably smaller than the chance of being struck by lightning.

"Oh?" Jing Chen hesitated in response, and then his eyes froze, and he remembered the battle with the zombie-faced middle-aged man that day. A few times, just when the middle-aged man was about to kill him, he could feel a familiar aura, but at that time the aura was extremely vague, but it was very weak. At first, Jingchen thought it was his own delusion, but now it seems that this is probably not the case, it may not be that the Great Elder Grandpa is secretly protecting himself, and finally saw Armand Delon arrive, so he left safely.

Thinking of this, Jingchen was even more puzzled, why did his grandfather secretly protect him but didn't come out to see him, and now where did his old man go? Since leaving his parents, Jingchen has always felt very lonely, but fortunately, the eldest elder accepted him as a grandson, which also made him find the warmth of his relatives again, but now, ......

"You don't have to think about it, that old guy is very hard, there may be something, delay it, he will naturally come to see you after finishing things. That old guy is very reluctant to give up your grandson, hehe. Saying that, Mo Lao actually laughed, but a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head and glanced at Jingchen who was sitting on the ground again, and didn't say anything more.

With the passage of time, the baggage trucks that were originally left behind in the rear also slowly drove to the east gate, only to see that the baggage convoy stretched for more than ten miles, and each car was full of various military supplies, including weapons, food, bedding, camp tents, and of course, there were many things that Jingchen did not know, and it was also a necessary material for the war.

The shouting and killing gradually faded away, Jingchen only felt that everything in front of him began to blur, and his head tilted, and he fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Jingchen slowly opened his eyes, and as his eyes opened, his consciousness was awake again, shaking his somewhat heavy head, Jingchen raised his head and looked around. Jingchen's body, whose eyes were a little hazy, was suddenly stunned, and he suddenly found that he had come to a very strange place.

This is a towering stone platform, there is nothing else on the stone platform, the stars in the sky are shining but there is no moon, Jingchen slowly lowered his head, all he saw was the clouds floating on the waist of the stone platform, everything below was covered by those clouds, and it was not real.

"Awake?" a kind voice sounded.

Jingchen turned his head and said in surprise, "It's you!" I saw that an old man had appeared on the stone platform at some point, this old man was of medium stature, although he was not young, his eyes were bright, and he couldn't see a trace of old age.

"It's me. The old man replied with a smile. Jingchen suddenly felt that the old man seemed to be in a particularly good mood, and when he looked at him with a pair of eyes, his eyes seemed to be surging with excitement and joy.

"Am I coming to ...... again" Glancing around, Jing Chen hesitated slightly, and did not continue, this place does not look like the place he came from, although the sky is still full of stars, although the old man is still standing here, but at least the last time he came, he had not seen this towering stone platform.

"You did come again, and this is the third time. The old man affirmed Jing Chen's guess, not only that, but his fingers connected, and a faint blood suddenly appeared in front of Jing Chen, and the blood slowly condensed into a strange rune.

Suddenly, the blood-colored rune shook suddenly, and a dazzling blood-colored light rushed straight towards Xiao Han.

The calm starry sky trembled suddenly, and a huge pressure that made Jingchen even a little breathless suddenly descended on the stone platform, and Jingchen's body that had just stood up suddenly shook and almost fell. The old man's right hand was raised slightly, and a gentle force came, which just supported his swaying body and allowed him to stand firmly.

"Is this ......?" Jingchen looked at the old man on the side, his eyes full of doubts.

"Look, it's been many years since anyone has been able to enter here for the third time, I hope you can ......" The old man didn't continue, a frenzied light flashed in his eyes, but the light flashed away, and Jingchen in doubt didn't find that light.