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Ji Luobo, the outskirts of the White City -

The Church of Jirobo is not the most majestic church in the entire White City area, and it tends to be unknown after the completion of the three cathedrals of the Church of Tirovi, Osrian and Barbarisa in the Year of the Distant Field, the Year of the Green Forest and the Year of the Frog Cry, but when it comes to history, this weather-beaten church perched on a mound with mottled exterior walls is one of the oldest pilgrimage sites in the entire Ten Cities area, and its priest, Father Salen, is one of the most proud disciples of Bishop Bairune. It's just that this branch of the Mensa sect does not pursue fame and fortune, so it is gradually forgotten.

In the middle of the church, on the pulpit behind the altar, the dark-skinned priest like an old peasant in the countryside stared at the holy water cup in front of him.

The cup of holy water is given by Faenzan, the silver chalice is filled with magical holy water, and it is said that the filthy can see their sins in this life through the reflection of water, the greedy can see their ugly**, and the devout can see firm hope, but only the pure can see the oracle from above the clouds. Although this is a legend, the cup is indeed the most sacred vessel in a pilgrimage and one of the most solemn ceremonial items used in the most solemn ceremonies.

The poor people of Siye occasionally ask for some holy water from the church, which is said to have healing properties, and Father Salen is also willing to give alms, but at this moment, the thunder rumbles, and the surface of the holy water cup also ripples, and a layer of black mist seems to float on the water surface, and one after another golden words emerge from the black fog and gradually disappear.

This has been going on for a whole quarter of an hour.

The roots of Salen's forehead were covered with cold sweat, and he did not stop drawing sacred symbols on his chest and singing hymns in his mouth. But the thunderstorm outside the window seemed to be getting more violent, and the shouts of monks and apprentices could be heard from time to time outside the church. A short time later, an ascetic covered in water burst in through the side door with a scroll wrapped in oiled cowhide, "Father, the scriptures have been hidden in the cellar, and this rain is strange. This time the tide seems to be much bigger than the previous ones. ”

He stopped suddenly, and saw Father Salén turn his head with a pale face.

"Father Priest......

"Quick, go and inform Bishop Gonzalez and ask him to inform the Buga ......"

"Inform the Buga? What the hell is going on, Father Priest?" The monk's face changed dramatically.

"Let the Buga shut down the monitoring station in the Elemental Frontier," Salen's hand trembled as if nervous. The voice seemed to come from the depths of hell: "The constellation of Milos has been restored, and the gods have been resurrected in Vaynde......"

A blast mine fell.

The hum echoed through the church for a long time.

The ascetic stood in the aisle between the three rows of chairs, dumbfounded, and for a moment forgot what he was going to do.

"Go, go."

"I've got to see the Sage......"

Salin shivered and looked out the window.

Wind and rain.

……

Repulse –

After August, the eastern part of Lantonyland finally showed a hint of light green, and the forest was no longer a dead leaf, when the wind from Lake Kurk swept through the forest. You can still hear the rustling sound. Two young men were fishing on the lakeside trestle, with buckets of sand at their feet, and one of them was shouting, as if he didn't care about scaring about scaring away his 'prey'.

"Hey, Lando, I'm sure I'll catch a pike today, let's go and laugh at John."

"Shut up. The fish are scared away by you. ”

His companion rebuked angrily.

"Don't worry, it's not the time to take the bait, I'll naturally be quiet later, but it's a bit windy today, and it's not so easy to close the rod." The first young man leaned comfortably on the stake of the trestle with his hands on the back of his head, muttering on a blade of grass.

"Can you shut up—"

Before the second young man could finish his sentence, suddenly, like an earthquake, the whole trestle shook. Let him shiver and bite his tongue, and he couldn't help but scream. The first young man jumped to his feet and looked around in disbelief, until finally his gaze fell on the surface of the lake, and a conspicuous ripple spread along the shore towards the center of the lake.

That's definitely not a headwind.

"Hey! What's wrong. Did the ground move just now?"

"Damn...... Hmm, my tongue...... It hurts......"

The young man, known as Lando, hunched over the pier in pain like a roasted shrimp. But the first young man stood up alertly, he began to sense that something was wrong, and he looked up—it was the forest, and the forest was quiet. Immediately after, there was a buzzing sound from the north, and it was a bit like the bees that old Jonon had in the house of the north, but he knew that it would definitely not be bees, and there could not be so many bees.

He subconsciously raised his head and saw a dark cloud looming from the direction of the Dead Frost Forest.

Something is wrong!

The young man instantly remembered the line of nobles who had entered the forest half a month ago.

He didn't think about it, grabbed his companion on the trestle and ran to the lakeside, and it was at this time that the second wave of the earthquake came as scheduled, and from a distance it seemed that even the ground in the forest seemed to ripple, and the arched soil layer swept across the north shore of the Kurk Lake like a wave, and the young man had just pulled his companion to the shore, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but scream and rose from the trestle, and landed steadily on the beach not far away.

Behind him, the shock wave was like a whip, and the trestle that had stood on the lake for fifteen years in Repulse Town shook as if it had typhoid fever, but in a moment, it completely fell apart with a bang, and turned into a pile of broken wood floating on the water.

The young man watched this scene dumbfounded, with only one thought in his heart:

What's going on?

……

The White Gorge is gone.

Patches of glacial canyons are melting, avalanches and collapses, peaks are crumbling, mountain peaks are sinking into the ground, leaving horrible fissures in their wake. The earth roared, a hymn was chanted between the shaking mountains, the ice was crumbling layer by layer, and a glacier the size of half a town rolled and fell into the open abyss. and dismembered in the process, making a thunderous sound.

The young knights of the Knights of the Folded Sword looked at the qiē in amazement, the entire canyon had been leveled, and the glaciers on both sides had disappeared like sand in an hourglass, and from time to time someone had stumbled in the falling snow. The people on both sides hurriedly grabbed him tightly and dragged him up.

Alaya was shaking off the snow slag in his hood, and he looked up at the apocalyptic scene, and couldn't help but feel a little lost: "Martha, what's the matter, Brende." Have you blasphemed the gods and now you are damned? ”

"Shut your foul mouth!" Brende coughed unhappily on the stretcher.

Nimesis was at the front of the line, climbing a cliff and reaching back for little Pelo to grab her hand and climb up, "Thank you." The latter shook the snow off his bearskin coat. I thanked him.

"Can't go any further."

"What's wrong?"

"Look ahead!" Someone in the team suddenly shouted.

Little Pelo narrowed his eyes and put his hand on his eyebrows to look ahead, directly in front of him, the White Gorge had completely disappeared, replaced by a deep valley, and under the deep valley, the ice mist was gradually dissipating. Behind the revealing black complex as far as the eye can see. Right underfoot, it looked like obsidian cubes stacked together, but each one, the side length exceeded tens of thousands of feet, and the mist shrouded these majestic cubes, at a glance, it looked like the ark of the legendary Titan.

At the moment, the glacier is disappearing downward, and these black buildings are slowly rising with a rumbling roar.

"Martha, what the hell is this......" Alaya widened her eyes. Look at the slowly rising black barricade.

Nimesis watched quietly, and those strange and familiar memories seemed to come to mind automatically.

Little Pelo turned his head to look at her, "Lady Nimesis?"

"Retreat."

"The way back has long been broken." Little Pellow pointed to the black wall and asked aloud, "Lady Nimesis, do you know something?"

Nimesis turned back, her dark eyes staring at the diminutive Knight of Cruz, and she didn't say a word. But rarely made the other party flinch. Little Pelo understood the danger and warning in her eyes, he subconsciously took a step back, this action immediately made his face red, he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Nimesis, "You want to know what that is?" Without giving little Pelo a chance to speak, Nimosis opened her mouth and said three words with her lips.

"Milos."

……

All the energy pipes were already lit up, the platform was slowly rising with a buzzing sound, the darkness fading like a veil, and the light spilled overhead, gradually outlining the edge of the entire abyss. On top of the smooth broken walls, there are countless lattices that convey energy, there are regular folded lines, some of which form beautiful circles, and the whole wall is like a huge machine, and every part is operating in an orderly manner.

The platform slowly rose to the center of the space before a beep came to a halt.

Kou Hua was in the middle of the platform, and then slowly raised her eyelids, at this moment, the black flames on her body had already scattered like scattered leaves, revealing the white-gold body composed of pure lightning below, she opened her eyes, her eyes were snow-white, wisps of electric arcs jumped up from her curved face, extending to her slender neck, her hair, purely composed of bundles of lightning bound together.

"It feels good to be born again."

There seemed to be two voices echoing on the platform, one belonged to Kou Hua, and the other was rolling like thunder, and the two voices gradually overlapped and merged into one.

At the same time as Kou Hua spoke, a beam of lightning hung down from mid-air, passed through her body, and hit the platform below, countless ions exploded like splashes of molten steel on the platform paved like obsidian, pouring into the deep nicks on the platform, one by one, the white-gold light extended in all directions along those quaint patterns, as if in an instant, the entire platform came to life.

The energy channel of the filial light refracted beams of holographic projections into the air, and in these projections, those ancient runes flickered: flame, eaam, oss, aryn, this message flowed down like rain, forming a beautiful number of jù streams and walls of light, and Brando was almost shocked by this scene, until Kou Hua's voice sounded again:

"Thousands of years ago seem to haunt the halls of the clouds, and the pathetic gods have to admit their defeat, and they have planned a future for the world you call Vaynd that is almost certain to be ruined, that is, to return fate to you lowly creatures."

"Thousands of years later, you have repelled the twilight, but chaos is rooted in your hearts, greed, sin, killing, never-ending conquests, and you have turned yourself into the end that you once saw in your prophecy."

"The classical order has become a thing of the past, only entropy will always exist, and today, God has once again awakened for you, and once again returned to the original point - the world was born from chaos, and destroyed in chaos, reality and prophecy are confirmed one by one, hum! Mortals, this is the reward! ”

Then her voice seemed to be replaced by another emotion:

"You have chosen your destiny anew, mortals."

"We have given you the direction of our destiny with our own hands, but today, you are back here again, as if only to prove Alphes's prophecy."

"You have reawakened us, we respect your choice, the gods will return to the earth, and we will reconstruct the order of the next age."

"And your time is over—"

Brando watched this scene fixedly, as if he had watched a scene in the middle of a game, and for a long time, he raised his head and blurted out, "Are you Kohua or Milos?"

Kou Hua lowered her head and looked at Brando, her silver-white eyes flashing with two different colors at the same time, but she finally fixed on one of them and spoke:

"Of course I'm Kou Hua."

"But it's also Milos."

Another tone rumbles.

She raised her arm slightly, and in front of her, it seemed that stones had been thrown into the space, rippling in circles, and after the ripples opened, holographic projections appeared behind her. Brando's vision of the images inside made him recognize them as projections of the city, the Wallerz of Cruz, the Kronque on the Frontier, the stronghold of the Golden-Maned Lionmen, Toquinin—he could even see the towering golden spire, the White City, the Thousand Sails Harbor, the reconstructed golden vaults of the Great Temple of Ampesel, the fortress-like fortress of Quekull, the elven tip of St. Osor, the Grey Fortress, and even the Bison City, which Brando had only visited once on the Great Glacier.

Brando's breathing became a little short, he stared at Kou Hua and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Kou Hua looked at him smugly, "You guess?"

A bolt of lightning passed through Brando's mind, "You can't do that! He shouted through gritted teeth.

"Why not?"

The girl's voice asked softly. (To be continued)