War.

The most tragic catastrophe in human history and the largest number of deaths,

Not one of them.

Collectives, groups, organizations, nations, factions, states, governments, in other words, human beings themselves engage in violence, attacks, and killings against each other, using the most extreme political and diplomatic means to achieve their ends.

Even if this process will use the rotting corpses dipped in the tears and blood of countless people's despair, it will leave a heavy and bleak stroke on the monument of human process.

Now there is such a war, which broke out at the end of a century, pushing human history vigorously into the next century!

- The First World War!

As for the reason for its outbreak, it is simple,

The world is divided.

The intensification of the contradictions between the old and new colonialism, the uneven resource economy of the major empires, and the contempt and dissatisfaction of the latecomers against the preemptive have made the world's strongest countries wage a world-class war around global hegemony.

And the First World War, which was divided into three phases, had a year that was considered decisive by both sides...

1916.

Three major land wars broke out one after another!

On the Eastern Front, the summer offensive of the Russian army against the German-Austrian army with a million troops!

On the Western Front, the most destructive and longest-lasting 'Verdun meat grinder'!

and the largest of all the battles of World War I, with more than a million casualties...

- Battle of the Somme!

The roar of artillery fire swept across the battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder filled the ground and left scars, and every moment, every part, every second, someone died, death was easy, death was like dust, death was worthless...

Airplanes, tanks, artillery, machine guns, rifles... Weapons came into being in this battle, massively upgraded.

The hills of the Somme are littered with the scars of war.

Her light and shadow appeared in the real world through the battlefield, through those cannons, bullets and bullets, watching such a scene in the sky, witnessing the most tragic and bloody battle of mankind.

This war is wrong.

This is not a just war.

She knew such things from the beginning, and she knew this from the beginning,

But she couldn't stop it.

Shells annihilated around her, the explosives poured by planes disappeared around her, the rain of machine guns could not penetrate the air in front of her, nothing could hurt her in this bloody war, no 'man' was her opponent.

She can easily stop artillery fire, freeze the movement of planes and tanks, and with a wave of her hand, she can block a lot of attacks and save many lives, it could be ten, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands...

But...

There are now more than 1.5 million people on this battlefield!

Even if she could stop a day so that no one had to die,

But there is still tomorrow! Day after tomorrow! One week! One month! Even a year!

And the most hopeless thing is...

This is not the only battleground.

Behind the bloody and brutal battlefield in front of her was the strife between one colossal empire after another, and she had never realized so clearly for a moment,

What a disparity one person has in a world war.

In the face of a world-class carriage carrying an unknown number of interests and desires, how small is the power of an individual alone, it is impossible to stop the huge wheels of war.

What am I going to do,

Can we stop this war for those innocent people?

She sighed and whispered silently in the sky, and slowly closed her sad eyes as she raised her gaze.

When I opened it again, it was already a calm decision, unwavering.

Finally, she took a deep look at the cruel battlefield in front of her, and today I don't know how many people died, she watched all this, as if she was looking at the roots of this battlefield hidden in another world,

Since the core battlefield cannot be erased, then start to differentiate from the edges,

No matter how much it costs,

I'm going to put an end to this war too.

Then she turned and the light vanished, and a feverish sneer seemed to be heard from the battlefield of the Somme.

...

....

Near the Isonzo River in Italy,

The light dissipated, and she stood on a hill overlooking the plains of the Isonzo River, opened her eyes, and the light and shadow solidified back to her true being.

The bright patterns of bright gold flashed in her white dress, the long white gold waist-length hair swayed slightly, and the beauty of her face seemed to be hazy in the pure white light,

I don't know what words to use to describe her posture and appearance.

But she just stood quietly, elegant, holy, glorious, pure, selfless, devotional, merciful...

All these similar feelings come into your heart from the moment you see her, like an eternal light that people want to follow from the bottom of their hearts.

It's just that she is now looking at the plain battlefield of the Isonzo River, watching Italy and Austria-Hungary each send people to clean up the battlefield, and the corpses of people are piled up like garbage, so that everyone who sees her eyes at this moment is thinking in distraction,

How can she tell how she looked at all this and felt sorry for those who died?

The arcane light formed a circle of magic behind her, and two beautiful figures that were also beyond ordinary women appeared from the arcane migration circle, with intricate and elegant women's long dresses and white awe-inspiring aristocratic gowns.

"You're here."

She turned to look at Sharon and Aurelia's soft voices, soft and incredible.

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

The elegant smile that always pursed the corners of her mouth was a little quieter, and 'Sharon' lifted the hem of her skirt, closed her eyes and greeted her with the most perfect etiquette.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

And Aurelia, who has a more serious personality, explained the reason and bowed lightly on her chest.

Because it is the honor for which they are willing to serve.

"I've said it many times, you don't have to be like this all the time."

She didn't want them to treat herself in such a way, she looked helplessly at the perfect figures with different personalities in front of her.

"You don't mind, it's just a voluntary move."

The smile returned, and Sharon's brisk tone was still a charming charm in that elegance, while Aurelia on the other side raised her blue eyes and spoke:

"Your Excellency, I have learned when the next war will be waged by the military of the kingdom, and just recently, the decaying nobles are still optimistic and incompetent about the war, and the battlefield on this side of Italy must still be a stalemate."

"I've taken care of the internal affairs of Germany and Austria-Hungary, and I'm trying to incite a section of the working class and the anti-war parties,"

The golden amber's eyes were also full of seriousness, and 'Sharon' followed her words, shaking her head with a slight regret:

"Unfortunately, however, neither side is willing to stop there, and the overwhelming majority of the people's mood has turned in favor of war under the impassioned speeches of the leaders."

"Really..."

As if anticipating such a development, she turned and continued to look at the battlefield on the plains of Isonzo.

"But I also received good news from him, that Tsarist Russia is already full of internal contradictions, the premise of the revolution has been formed, and it will not be long before that side will withdraw from the stage of this war."

A slight smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, and 'Sharon' reported to her:

"Your Excellency, we have reached the first step towards ending this war."

Hearing the news, she finally had a look of relief on her face.

"Have you finally completed the first step..."

I don't know how much arrangement, I don't know how much guidance, like drawing answers from invisible questions, looking for the most correct way in a turbulent society that can't see the way forward like a fog.

I don't know how many people fought for it, I don't know how many people burned their faith in it, but the flame of revolution has finally warmed up.

A piece of the puzzle from the end of the war has finally appeared.

"When Tsarist Russia falls, let him come back."

"Don't you let him be on guard until the end?"

Somewhat surprised by this unsafe decision, Sharon asked softly and suspiciously, shook her head at the figure, and smiled softly at them.

"Channel the flames, and the people of that land will illuminate their homeland themselves,"

"Rest assured, they also have the will to be inferior to anyone."

"That's what you want."

Sharon smiled and bowed, indicating that she would take care of all this, and Aurelia continued to speak softly:

"The news from the British and French sides has not yet had a clear result, and the last time Wilhelm contacted me was two months ago, but judging from the news on the battlefield, the initiative of the war has shifted to the side of the Entente, and if more countries can be attracted to join the Entente in the future, the pace of the end of the war should be faster and faster."

"And as the war spreads more and more widely, more and more participants who hide in the crowd are showing up in various countries, and most of them are against the war that breaks their lives and are willing to lend their strength, and I will be responsible for reaching them, and the church is willing to help in this regard."

"yes, I see."

Looking at the figure that lingered in the light and nodded quietly, 'Sharon' and Aurelia glanced at each other, and finally the former asked softly:

"Your Excellency, the situation on that side of the narrow room..."

They all know very well that the end of this war is in the real world on the one hand, and on the other hand...

Then both of them saw the figure and shook their heads slightly, frowning slightly:

"It's getting stronger and stronger, we must contain the reality of the war, or one day I won't be able to stop it..."

'Sharon' and Aurelia's amber and blue eyes were slightly condensed, and they couldn't imagine that even the figure in front of them could not stop it.

"But you don't have to worry,"

Looking at the uneasy looks of the two of them, she smiled and said, her gaze was a little distant:

"At that time, I believe that Mr. Huaxia will not sit idly by."

"By the way, Your Excellency, we are in Milan about this matter..."

Aurelia looked solemn, and under the slightly surprised eyes of the figure in front of her, she and 'Sharon' told the story of the night in Milan before they left.

"Is the church finally rotten to this point..."

After listening to their words, the figure sighed and spoke, frowning slightly and pondering while firming up a certain belief, and then looked at 'Sharon' and asked again:

"Are you sure it's a black-haired young man from Huaxia?"

"Well, I didn't detect any traces of disguise in him,"

Recalling the memories of becoming the head maid, Sharon replied in the affirmative, and then the golden amber pupils also glowed with curiosity and incredulity:

"And although it doesn't feel like it's up to Your Excellency, the strength he showed that night is undoubtedly up to the power of the A-level upper-rank, but his ability level is not very high, but the magic energy is huge and amazing, in addition..."

In the end, there was a hint of uncertainty on 'Sharon's elegant countenance:

"For some reason, I feel a sense of dissonance between him and that force, but it's slowly unifying."

"Is it an A-level high-level Chinese youth who has a night weapon...?"

She whispered softly, listening to such a novel tone, Aurelia asked in surprise and surprise:

"Your Excellency, don't you know who he is?"

In her and 'Sharon''s cognition, the character who has reached that level, Your Excellency must know his true identity,

After all, in the world of night battles,

There are only a handful of such existences.

At present, in Europe, it is known that the existence of the A-level upper level exists, only this figure in front of him and another crazy ominous.

But to their surprise, the figure shook his head and said softly:

"It's been less than half a century since humans opened the door to A-class, and as far as I know, there is no A-class superior in the night war world as you describe."

Sharon and Aurelia looked at each other incredulously, both seeing the incredulous look in each other's eyes.

A-level upper-level participants who do not have any information???

"And what about the end result?"

She looked at the two of them and asked, 'Sharon' smiled slightly helplessly:

"Saved the lives of those people in the church, but made the evil guy become an idiot, and now, probably take the little girl next to him who was spoiled by him to play in Italy."

Her nimble fingers gently swirled the amber-encrusted staff, and an illusory magic mirror appeared in front of the three of them, which was the night sky before the Duomo of Milan,

A black-haired young man holding a girl in a huge pitch-black cloak, and a cold, indifferent black man with pure black eyes.

Gazing deeply at the figure that seemed to be shrouded in black, as if trying to see through his existence, and then looked away The moment she saw the light-blonde girl in his arms, she suddenly had an unexpected reunion that she didn't expect.

This girl is...

"Your Excellency, I think it is necessary for us to contact him, if there is his power to help, then Your Excellency, your..."

Aurelia thought for a moment, and spoke a little eagerly, but was interrupted by the figure smiling:

"There's no need to rush."

He hesitated, but did not refute.

The participants are usually outstanding people, and it is such people who will not submit to others, because everyone who comes out of the crowd to become a participant thinks that they are the best, and no one can drive them.

Not to mention the genius peerless 'Sharon' who relied on himself to upgrade to the A-rank at this age, even Aurelia had such thoughts, until she met this figure in front of her who seemed to be in the light,

Let them believe that one day the name 'Van Erlin' will be followed by participants from all over Europe, and it will be prefixed with the word 'holy', and it will become the highest glory that everyone dreams of.

"I have a hunch that I'm going to meet them."