A thrilling sword, gathering the momentum of wind and thunder. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shining and glorious, washing away thousands of ghosts and ghosts.

The roaring and shaking surface, the bright light that stinged the eyes, the dust flying in the sky, and the violent impact fluctuations released from the origin instantly swept in all directions, and countless houses that could not help but be destroyed were shattered, leaving behind devastated ruins.

Mommer's all-out blow was full of deadly killing intent, and in the face of a dangerous person who could hide his own perception and appear silently in front of him, any reservation would mean slacking off the enemy.

His sudden attack may be a bit puzzling, but logically speaking, he is not qualified to make any decisions on behalf of Herris, especially since both have a common enemy and can be described as natural allies. But Mommer made a move, for no other reason, the pure shatter is the force represented by the other party is too terrifying, Herris's cooperation with him is tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger, and the slightest mistake may be doomed, so he is extremely repulsive in his heart that Heris is implicated in the same front as the other party.

He knew that his impulsiveness and recklessness might reveal his identity that had been hidden for many years and disrupt Heris's careful arrangement, but some things were done and done, regardless of right or wrong, no regrets, everything was left to heart.

The smoke and dust cleared, and the office building that was once a chic office building was now in ruins, and the culprit who created this tragic scene stood in the middle of the field with a sword, like a stone statue standing still.

"You can't hurt me."

A voice rang out, but Baron Ksworth was seen floating gracefully in the air, looking down at Momer Dao condescendingly.

"The Realm of Concreteness—"

Mommer looked up at the other and gritted his teeth to spit out.

In the face of an enemy who is one realm higher than himself, he has no possibility of defeating the other party at all, and continuing to shoot will only bring humiliation on himself.

"I'll give you a week to contact Herris, and if we haven't seen her in a week's time, then don't blame us for showing no mercy." Baron Kswo said with a cold expression.

“……”

The other side clearly stated one thing, either to be our ally or our enemy.

Momer is silent, when the situation is not as good as people, any words are pale, what if the heart is unwilling? Do you have to fight to the death and refuse? This is no longer recklessness, but stupidity!

Now, he has no other choice but to agree to the other party's threats.

Baron Ksvo drew a circle out of thin air with his staff, and the law of concussion was covered with transparent ripples visible to the naked eye, and he looked deeply at Mommer before turning and disappearing into the ripples.

The truth slowly came to an end in the war, the distant fires stirred the turbulent overture, the deep night seemed to no longer see peace and tranquility, the streets were soaked in the smell of blood, and the scattered hearts were at a loss, lost in the endless dark vortex.

When the police station suddenly changed, Xia Lan immediately fled without the slightest hesitation, although he didn't know what was going on in the police station, but it was definitely not easy for Mommer to make such a big move.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

He is still far from the realm of the law, what is the difference between rushing into a battle at the level of Momer and killing himself? But anyone who has no problem with their brains will choose to run away.

From the perspective of a bystander, witnessing the clash of laws and levels, you will feel your own insignificance for a moment, as if you are in a natural disaster that cannot be resisted by man, desperate and helpless.

Xia Lan had experienced the scenery of the Law Realm, even if it was only for a short stay, but her mind and vision had been preserved.

In his opinion, aside from the influence of [Death Desperate Situation], the strength shown by Momer was not inferior to that of himself at the peak of the beginning, but such a strong man in the realm of dignified and enlightened law was helpless against the other party, so how terrifying was the enemy he was facing? In this regard, he can't help but wonder, in the era of future changes, will he be reduced to the role of cannon fodder under the law?

Momer, who had stood in the ruins for a long time without moving, raised his head and sighed, he turned his head, his gaze seemed to cross the space and directly locked on Xia Lan who was hiding in the shadows in the distance, he put his sword back into the sheath, and took a step forward, the figure kept flashing, and in just a moment, Momer had come to his side.

"What's the situation?" Xia Lan was not surprised by the other party's sudden appearance, but was suspicious of what had happened just now.

"It's a long story......"

Mommer briefly recounted the cause and effect of the incident with a heavy face.

"Everything is out of order."

After hearing this, this thought suddenly popped up in Xia Lan's mind, history has deviated from its original trajectory and moved towards a more extremely unfamiliar path, from then on, he is no longer a prophet of history, but like the general public, confused and hesitant to be involved in the unknown wheel of history.

"What are we going to do next?"

"Contact Herris and wait and see what happens." Mommer looked into the distance at the path of firelight. "If nothing else, we'll be called up soon, so be prepared for war."

"What will happen in Cologne?" Charland Road.

"Since the other side has installed their own members in the Templar in Cologne, the nobles and the army, the rebellion of the refugees is bound to continue for some time under their covert protection, because they need the refugees to cause chaos and trouble for the Templar and delay the Templar's war preparations as much as possible." Mommer reasoned. "I'm guessing this is not the case in Cologne at this moment, perhaps similar riots are taking place in towns within the Templar's sphere of influence."

Momer's guess was correct, and when the clock struck midnight as if to signal an announcement, a mass uprising broke out in many Templar-controlled towns, and the flames of war burning in the area of Braunschweig-Sarus completely lifted the fangs of evil that concealed the world.

"I suddenly felt like I was witnessing history." Charland Road. "Unfortunately, I don't know where I am."

"Why do people not want to accept hard-won peace, and have to express their ambitions and desires in the form of war?" Mommer sighed.

Because this is the established historical course of the game program.

Xia Lan only replied in her heart, if she really wanted to investigate the reason, it would inevitably be another tirade.

"Back in the knights' camp, Cologne is no longer suitable for us to stay."

Mommer beckoned to Xia Lan, then turned straight away.

When your trusted deputy is undercover, the Templar's undercover line is undercover, the nobles who rule the place are undercover, and even your boss may be undercover, you can imagine how bad your situation is.

Anyway, Mommer didn't want to stay in Cologne for a moment.

Xia Lan has no opinion, as far as he is concerned, Mommer can't afford to wade through the troubled waters of Cologne, let alone him? Staying honestly in the Knight camp is the safest option.

By the time they left, the rioting refugees had already broken through the cordon of the Cologne garrison, and the scattered members continued to spread to the surrounding neighborhoods, and the broken order gradually spread to the entire town like a plague, implicating the lives of countless innocent civilians.

……

……

Standing in front of a map in the tent, Momer looked hesitant and rummaged through the crimson Chros Snail in his hand, the dense cracks on it were enough to indicate the extent of its serious damage, which was a precious item that Herris had given him to contact him urgently, and could only be used unless it was a last resort, because this Crosus Snail only had one effect left.

He needed to tell Herris what had happened tonight, but he didn't want Heris to be in the same league as the other party, and the conflict between the two thoughts was the source of his hesitation, even though he knew he had to contact the other party.

Zizizi――

After a long period of noise.

"Herris, can you hear me?"

“…… Momer, I have a rough idea of what you are here for, is it about the tragedy of the Templar legation in Drochčen? Heris on the other side seemed a little tired.

"It's more than that." Momer Road.

"Oh? Is there more powerful news than the demise of the Templar Legations? Herris's tone was a little more uplifting.

"The Heather Empire has joined forces to subvert the Fangs Ancestors...... The above-mentioned organizations have waged an all-out war against the Templars, and they are trying to contact you through my mouth. Mommer said.

"The divination of the Forest of Stars seems to be about to work." Herris muttered to herself.

Some time ago, she had been in and out of the Forest of Stars frequently, and had learned from her friend Pelio that the Elders had predicted Elderland's future fate.

Shift the chaos of evolution, the indescribable unknown.

The boundary between light and darkness, the echo of the last prayer.

The stars dimmed, and the roses withered.

Runaway scales, fallen clouds.

The collision of red and black, the delivery of power and profit.

The world of ashes, the withered souls.

The ritual of reincarnation will come to an end.

After the Elders' interpretation, they all agreed that Eldran's end was coming, and that the initiator was absolutely inseparable from the Radiant Sanctuary and the Subverted Fangs. Perhaps none of them could have imagined that the end times of the prophetic poems in the divination would come so quickly.

"Herris, are you going to work with them?" Momer, on the other side, asked about the topic he was most concerned about.

"In the future, I will go to Cologne, and it depends on the situation." Herris's tone became lazy and tired again, "What? Listen to you mean you don't want me to work with them? ”

"They're too dangerous." Mommer said in a deep voice. "I can't imagine what it would be like to work with a bunch of crazy minds."

"Sooner or later, the world will go crazy, it's just a matter of time." Herris said: "Perhaps, the protagonists of the future world are these madmen. ”

"How is the madman's world different from the end of the world?" Momer Road.

"Don't you see that? The end times have come. Heris said.

"I obey all your decisions." Momer was silent for a long time.

“…… Then again, what about the little one I threw at you? (To be continued.) )