"Not sooner, not too late, Your Majesty. ”

The exhausted Karcolin fought hard, his trembling legs supporting his upright body: "You came in time, otherwise the Heavenly Dome Palace would have been lost at this time." ”

"That kind of thing doesn't matter. ”

It didn't matter how he waved his hand, Brandon beat the dust on his body, and only his bright red eyes were still staring at him: "Tell me, where is he now?"

"The Black Cross Serol of Golovin Cathedral is there, and Lord Loren is confronting it with the dream world. ”

"Hmm. Brandon nodded, "What about the others?"

"Isaac and Lusen have already traveled to the Celestial Dome Palace, and before that, there was a very large void reaction that restored the shape of the Golovin Hill, which had changed shape, so we guessed ......"

"Understand, no matter what happens there, it must be very important and crucial, we must defend the Heavenly Dome Palace from being breached, right?" Brandon, who was on his waist, raised his hand to stop Carl Collin, who was still trying to continue reporting, as if he was joking:

"I know the rest, and when we came, we met Al Yin and another Night's Watchman, oh, it seems that there is another guy I don't know, probably Loren's friend, who has already arrived at the Heavenly Dome Palace from other directions. ”

Interrupted, Carl Kolin paused, a slightly complicated look in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, what I said... It's not Al Ain......"

Brandon, who was hunched up, stared motionless at the Celestial Dome behind Carl, and a smile froze on his face.

"Eldest Princess... His Royal Highness Fitron Ned Salion. Twitching his throat, Carl Colin lowered his voice and said word by word, "I sent a night watchman to the Heavenly Dome Palace before me to assist Lusen, and I ended up ...... outside the main hall gate."

"Found it... Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess... The remains......"

The words fell, and the atmosphere between the two was depressed to the extreme.

Under the midnight shrouded in the maelstrom, only the thunderous roar of dragons, the roar of burning fire and cracking ice could be heard in the air.

“...... Really?"

Brandon, who had been silent for a long time, shrugged his shoulders very flatly.

"Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, she ......"

Brandon jerked around and interrupted Carl Collin, who continued.

His eyes were closed, his head was lowered, and he gritted his teeth as if he were biting his prey.

In the next second, the scarlet eyes were as red as blood, and they looked around.

Two thousand imperial elites stood in front of him in a neat line.

Earl Eckert of Fort Fury, Earl Grenwell of Stormcaste, Earl of Whitehorse Peak, Greel, Earl of Twin Towers, Garry Hess, ......

Belovarna, Count of Boi the Younger, Carnfried, Archduke of Lothair, and... The current leader of the Night's Watch, Edward.

"Ladies and gentlemen"

Brandon, who was forced to be calm, desperately suppressed the anger in his voice.

"In !!!"

Byrne Foot Knight, Arles Troll Hunter, Poi Scimitar Warrior, Elem Two Hand Swordsman, Sakran Legion, Lothair Marksman, Eberden Caster Spellcaster, Oldwood Forest War Dancer......

The only remaining elite of witchers and night watchmen.

More than 2,000 soldiers from all over the empire, from the duke to the commoners, responded to their emperor with the loudest shouts and sharpest eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you believe that in this world... Is there a God?"

"I believe, I believe with all my heart... Believing that there is a God in this world. ”

Brandon, who slowly opened his arms and stood in front of everyone in a hugging posture, sent his voice to everyone's ears through the roar of dragons, flames, and monsters:

"I wholeheartedly believe that the God of this world is watching us all the time, looking at us and most importantly... Love us. ”

"It's God... Let the weak and helpless us be born in this world with a small and impossible possibility;

It's God... Let us no longer have to endure the torture of aging and illness at the end of our lives, and let us leave this world full of pain and helplessness;

We are distressed when we are hurt, we are happy when we succeed, we are angry when we are hurt, and we are helpless when we are in a dilemma......

God will not punish you for hurting others, God will not bless you for helping others... It's not because God isn't merciful, it's because God has gone beyond all of this to love us on a higher level.

All things are acceptable, that is, the God of love that God has given us all the power to choose and let us decide for ourselves how to act.

Ladies and gentlemen, so trusting in our God... How much he loves us.

I believe that we must respond to God's love for us in the most direct way, in the most appropriate way, so that God can feel that we... He also loves God. ”

Slowly raising the index finger of his right hand, Brandon pointed to the huge vortex above his head:

"Look over our heads, look around, look at the capital of the empire with hundreds of years of history and nearly a million people, Golovin, the empress of ten thousand cities, under the power of God... What a terrible place it has become.

Ancient cities were reduced to ruins, millions of innocent people were slaughtered in the most cruel, horrific, and vicious way, the earth was soaked with blood, the bones were piled up in mountains, and the wails disappeared......

What a horrible, what a terrible sight.

I think even the most benevolent, the most loving, and the most reluctant to kill people will not hesitate to raise their arms and resist or even take revenge when they see this picture, right?

What does this mean?

Because all of this is God's arrangement, it must not be without reason, and I firmly believe this, and it is definitely not for nothing that God, who loves us so much, did such a move.

So I came to my senses, and I knew why God had arranged it this way!

God... It is telling us in the strongest and most direct way, no more mercy, no more delusions about the enemy, no more even the slightest bit of luck......

Because we no longer have any way back.

If we want to live, we must fight, we must kill the enemy, we must wipe out all the existence that dares to hurt, destroy and even destroy our beloved things!

Kill, cut them off, cut them into pieces, burn them to ashes, crush them into powder, steam them into smoke, and bury them in the ground......

Don't let any history record their existence, don't leave any words, destroy them, forget them, let them completely disappear from this world.

This... It's the way God wants us to do, to love us, to tell us in this way, the only way to live, to tell us. ”

With a long exhalation, Brandon raised the long sword "Kingpower" in his hand and pointed at the huge gray-blue vortex above his head:

"We will no longer have any hesitation, hesitation, fear, because we... There is no way back!"

"Archduke of Byrne, Loren Turin, my dear friend, is now in the temple behind us to fight to the death against the Black Cross, who wants to destroy the world, and if he fails, then all of us... It's all a failure!"

"So tonight we will fight here, with shields, with arrows, with magic, with spears, with our flesh and blood... Stop these damn scum!"

"I don't know what these scum are doing in such a hurry to make their way to the temple, but whatever they want to do, it's death... We can't let them get away with it!"

"Tonight, we will have a final battle against the monsters that destroyed the Dragon Kingdom hundreds of years ago, and the monsters that have fought the Empire for hundreds of years, so that all this... Never repeat it to our descendants!"

"Tonight, these monsters who have killed our fathers, ravaged our land, and made the whole empire and the whole world sleep, are completely destroyed!"

"It's... This is God's love for us! This is God's mission to make us real, and this is God's will to either continue or perish. ”

"If we want the empire and the whole world to survive, there will be no second way, let alone any retreat, no negotiations, no negotiations, everything will resort to weapons in our hands. ”

"Yes, as the old Byrne proverb says......"

"A true knight should talk with a spear......"

"Speak with a sword!"

"Boom !!!"

The blade of the sword was raised high, and the roar of the dragon resounded through the dome.

"Imperials, turn around and line up to fight!"

With a solemn expression, Edward stepped forward, raised his shield as he gave the order, and walked towards the back row of the line.

The shield-wielding Sakran Legion set up its halberd and took the initiative to stand at the front of the queue;

The Knights of Byrne's Foot stood in a row, standing side by side with the witchers behind the legionnaires;

The Arles Troll Hunters, the Elemish Two-Handed Swordsmen, and the Ancient Wood Forest War Dancers are on the left and right;

At the heart and back of the battle array are the Lothair Marksmen and the Ebolden Spellcasters.

More than 2,000 imperial elites, on the premise of maximizing the use of terrain, formed a defensive formation in front of the main gate of the Heavenly Dome Palace, ready for a decisive battle.

The Horn Fort Floating City hovered steadily above the Sky Dome Palace, aiming all its projectile weapons in the direction of the Sky Dome Palace's stairs.

"Boom... Thundered... Rumble ......"

The roaring dragons spread out around the hills of Golovin and rushed to all corners of the imperial capital, and the great shadows that covered the sky and the sun rained down fire everywhere they passed.

"So... You're all set, right?"

Brandon, who was standing with a sword, returned to his previous appearance the moment he stood at the front of the queue, turned his back to the warriors behind him, and looked at the monsters who rushed towards the Heavenly Dome Palace through the sea of fire with a smile:

"Let's go and fight, fight, and send the Great Black Cross back to where it belongs, for it's all God's will. ”

"It's God... Before let's put it... Total destruction!"

........................

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Seriel's emaciated figure was knocked to the ground, and even the black mist around his body became much darker than at the beginning.

Under the pale face, the black lines all over the body began to fade, and the black cross, which had been cut off from the power of the void, was gradually weakening.

Even so, the black-haired wizard, who had barely had a slight advantage, had no intention of pursuing, and kept a distance of about ten paces from Serol as he swept away the black mist that came from him.

At this point in the battle, he has basically completed all his plans, isolating the Black Cross from the outside world and fighting a war of attrition.

Surprises, accidents, and gambling were Loren's worst hates, but whenever he could, he would try to avoid them.

He didn't need any crazy moves that were too thrilling and exciting, and he could steadily wear off what little Void power he had left, and he would be able to win the battle and snatch the Nine-Pointed Holy Grail from Selior.

If the luck is really good enough, you don't even have to think about the super difficult task of having to "defeat Seliol", for this kind of existence who doesn't know how long he has survived, standing at the top of the power pyramid, you can guess with your toes how difficult it is to completely kill him.

As long as it can disrupt the other side's plan and pull the two sides to a level of equal strength or negotiability, it is enough.

As for the rest......

"Bang!"

The spear "Dragon's Tooth" swept away, dispersing the oncoming black mist.

"It's... Despicable thoughts. ”

At this moment, Seliol's expression was truly angry to the extreme.

"You will have those slim hopes... Rely on weaker, more helpless beings than you, and long to be able to pull off miracles with their power. ”

"But the truth is that the weak, no matter how many, cannot change the fact that they are weak; Loneliness is the essence of being 'strong', and it is precisely because they are the most powerful beings that they become more powerful. ”

"Even if they can hold off the tide of monsters, how long will they be able to hold out?"

"Even if they block it, they can't change the fact that you are under me. ”

Gasping in a low voice, the angry Black Cross's eyes were mixed with a hint of complicated emotions: "Even if you really succeed, the power of the rampaging void will still wipe them out, and there will be no trace left." ”

"What's the point of letting the weak fight for a fate they are powerless to change?"

Selior asked.

With a soft snort, the black-haired wizard smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Lord Black Cross above me, first of all... There are two errors in your words. Staring at the figure of the down-and-out priest, the black-haired wizard raised his "dragon teeth" and pointed the tip of his spear at his face:

"It's not me, it's them... All of them put their hope and trust in me, a stranger who had nothing to do with them;"

"As for what they're going to do, it's not a miracle, it's something that will happen, at least, I'm convinced of that. ”

"Secondly, let the weak fight for a fate that they are powerless to change, and use sacrifice to create greatness that can be passed on forever, so that generation after generation of weak people can achieve what they can, even if they can't succeed, at least surpass their original self......"

"It's... That's what it's all about!"