At dawn, the sky was slightly bright, and on the battlefield between the north and the south, the thousand-year-old city stood still, separating the north and the south. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The people in the south were still busy cracking the Millennium City, and the formation masters who performed the deduction and the three thousand people who were selected for calculation all had dark circles under their eyes and looked haggard.

In the center of the battlefield, Yuu Aoki's body was still burning, and the raging flames covered his whole body, and he was like a sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Yu Aoki had been dead for almost three days, and the outcome of this earth-shattering battle—his death had reached the southern realms through the fastest flying silver-headed coven, and then to the rest of the realms through the spies of the southern realms.

The Lord of the Blue of the North is dead, and the Shield of Gilda is about to fall!

This is the most shocking news on the continent in decades.

The people in power in the eastern, southern, central, and western regions all began to draw up a plan of action after the defeat of the northern border, whether to send troops to the north to get a piece of the pie, or to send diplomats to establish a strong southern border after a great victory, or to prevent the southern border from becoming bigger and establish continental hegemony and strike first, or to act as if nothing had happened......

All countries have their own evil intentions, and the dark tide is surging under the gorgeous and noble surface, and these actions in terms of political and economic interests are a little dirty, a little indifferent, and a little insidious.

Needless to say, the eastern, western, and central three realms are all more willing to see the fall of the north to some extent, and the same as the south, the eastern, western, and central three realms are also afraid of the ancient technology of the north and the rapid development of the northern technology, as for the hegemony of the south, they are not very worried, because even if the south wins this war, it will inevitably be greatly damaged, and it will take a long time for the south to digest the power of the north for its own use, and during this time, there are ways to weaken the south.

And the three saints who were in the upper echelons of the rulers of the various realms, who held the most power in the world, did not feel happy because the northern realm was endangered and the Lord of the Green was killed, but they all had a trace of emotion and sadness.

In the west, huge empty islands float high in the sky, riding the wind to the southeast and northwest, like a cloud that never falls.

The elegant-looking woman stands on the edge of the island, overlooking the world, her gaze soft and deep, loving and indifferent, like a god.

The woman wore a white robe, embroidered with several aqua-green six-petal flowers, each petal turned at some angle clockwise, looking a strange sense of harmony.

The woman is a saint of the Western Realm, the priestess of the edge, and one of the three major religions, the highest priest of the witch cult, known as the heavenly reckoner and demigod, and she is known as the person closest to God by the world, like the pope.

She suddenly sighed softly: "The gear that keeps the world running has collapsed, where will this world go?" ”

A man's voice came from behind her: "You've got it?" Then I'm running for nothing. ”

The priestess did not answer.

With a glass of wine in his hand, the man slowly walked up to the priestess and said, "Just now, the latest news came from Icarus City, the Civil War, the Lord of the Northern Blue is dead, and now the Gilda's shield is also in danger. ”

The priestess was not surprised at all, raised her head and looked at the faint sky in the east, and the blue moon that had not yet fallen.

The man looked to the northeast, stretched the wine glass in his hand out of the edge of the empty island, the wine glass tilted slightly, and the wine was sprinkled in a line, and the man said softly: "The world is like a dream, this one, I respect you." ”

Midland, on the banks of the Benau River.

Perhaps for his livelihood, before dawn, an old man who looked very poor was fishing on the riverside.

A noble cardinal archbishop braved the morning cold to come in a sedan chair, and when he was still a few hundred meters from the river, he got out of the sedan chair and ran to the river himself, he ran like a cow, his face trembled with fat, and even the gold rusty sparrow boots that he had always cherished and were spotlessly polished were stained with the wet mud by the river.

At last he came to the old man, who was unmoved, but looked at the buoys that did not move on the dark surface of the Binau.

"Your Majesty, Lord of the Northern Realm...... It's dead, Gilda's shield is about to be broken," said the archbishop, panting, "I, as soon as I got the news, I hurried here, afraid, afraid of delaying your business." ”

The old man's rock-solid hands still shook a little, but he immediately regained his composure: "What can I do wrong?" ”

The cardinal archbishop was stunned for a moment and said, "Such a big thing has happened, our Holy Church, do nothing?" ”

The old man asked, "What are we going to do?" ”

The cardinal archbishop looked embarrassed and said, "This, this is your decision." ”

The old man said: "Then, don't do anything, what my church believes in is order, in order to maintain order, it must be neutral, every generation of popes and every generation of kings in the realm have sworn neutrality, now how can our church break the covenant and throw itself into the turbulent current to grab benefits?" Such is a betrayal of the doctrine. ”

"Yes, yes, yes......" The cardinal archbishop's face was full of sweat, he had just become a cardinal archbishop not long ago, and he was eager to get the old man's affirmation, he wanted to be the first to report this earth-shattering news to the old man, so that he could get his blue eyes, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson, he was regretful and afraid in his heart, and he didn't even dare to look at the old man.

The old man said softly: "It's not dawn yet, you will personally come to report the news to me, and it is also hard for you, you can go back." ”

The cardinal archbishop bowed and hurriedly ran away, and he returned to his palanquin, and his old servant squinted his eyes and asked weakly, "Your Majesty, what does Your Majesty say?" ”

The archbishop waved his hand with a gloomy face: "Hey, don't say it, it's okay if you don't scold me, besides, call me the archbishop, the archbishop!" Having said it a few times, I am no longer a bishop. ”

The old servant sighed lightly and said, "Oh, it's all because the old servant has a bad memory, the old servant will remember it next time, Lord Bishop, please rest assured." ”

The archbishop was stunned for a long time, he wanted to raise his hand and slap the person in front of him, but he didn't make a move in the end, didn't say anything, and got into the sedan chair.

By the Benau River, the old man whispered, "Yes, he's dead too...... He's going to die...... An era. That's the end of it.,The era of the existence of the Blue Lord.。 ”

Then he looked at the cheerful snow-white figure playing in the water and catching fish in the middle of the Binao River in the distance, and said to himself: "I don't know, if the Void Night Teacher knew that the Lord of Green was dead, what would his expression be?" ”

East, the land of silver rain, Kamizuka Mountain, Wuhua True Palace.

Lan Hai, the head of the Lan family, faces a wall, and on the wall, there are six wooden signs, which read: You, cicada, flower, leaf, tide, sea.

He took off the "You" wooden card, and his slightly sunken eyes were filled with tears at some point: "Although there is a hundred years of turn, it is inevitable that we will say goodbye in the end, young seniors, I really didn't expect that you would go before me......"

An incomparably dazzling red alchemy array appeared on Lan Hai's hand, and the pure and huge spirit turned into a crimson flame, devouring the wooden card in his hand in a blink of an eye, turning the wooden card into ashes.

Lan Hai walked to the window, stretched out his hand, the breeze took away the ashes in his hand, and floated to the distant sky, he whispered: "Life is like a dream, once you wake up, a dream is like a hundred times of life." ”

"My mentor and friend, go all the way."