In the early morning, the first rays of the dawn sun pierce the sky, and Valhalla ushers in a new day.

Standing on the high city walls, the captain of the garrison, Rains, looked at the vast territory shrouded in the early morning mist, and could not help but sigh once again for the legend forged by his great lord. Self-made, ten years of hard work, achieved the lord's prestige.

Suddenly, a distant scream broke Lines' musings, and the mist dispersed, and a huge bird of prey flew to the top of the city like lightning, and with a flap of its wings, it landed in the tallest tower. The bird of prey lit up with green light, its body began to shrink sharply, and the feathers covering its body turned into a robe decorated with flying feathers, and the green light dissipated, and a middle-aged man with a face painted with oil paint appeared. I saw him ring the big bell hanging on the tower with a stern expression. As the low, solemn bells echoed through the castle, Raines knew that the brutal war had begun again......

Half an hour later, with the sound of rattling, Valhalla's castle drawbridge began to descend slowly, accompanied by a roar, and at the forefront were the champion knights on Anlek's horses, the knights in full armor represented the greatest legend of Valhalla, who had followed the glorious man everywhere and spread the glory throughout the territory of Eruin, and now they would become shields and swords to forge new legends.

The knight was followed by a massive steel golem, its body glittering in the sun and its thick arms indicating the maker's infinite quest for power, flanked by pikemen and longbowmen with stern expressions and neat battle formations, without saying a word.

At this moment, the shadows flying in the sky obscured the sunlight, and when I looked up, the druids with the giant Chimeramon had taken off, circling the city like loyal guardians of the air, and the behemoth roared incessantly, drawing the shouts of the riders from time to time. At this moment, a loud roar sounded, and all the people stopped moving and looked at the same place, as if they were expecting something.

Finally, with the strong cyclone rolling up from the ground, a huge air battleship slowly rose from the city, blazing white flames, silver-white hull, with the beauty of streamlined bodies and human yearning for the sky, flying towards the vast sky, at this moment everyone held their breath, only for the crystallization of human civilization to feel impressed.

On the wide bridge, there stood the sorcerer of Buga, the wizard of the Black Forest, the knight of the silver elves, and the hidden druids, who came from different places and had different beliefs, but with the same faith, gathered around one knight. At this moment, they looked solemn and looked at the figure standing at the forefront.

It was a knight in heavy armor, the strong wind in front of him made his cloak rattle, but it couldn't make him take a step back, the sun plated his whole body with a gold edge, so that people couldn't see his appearance clearly, but the light looked at the back, you could feel a kind of tranquility and peace, it was a kind of silent perseverance and heaviness, as if as long as you stood with him, you had endless courage. It is only this kind of bearing that can make these people faithfully follow and follow a path full of thorns and blood.

The knight king slowly took out a book depicting golden runes from his arms, lightly swiped his fingers across the spine of the book, and finally stopped somewhere, and then spoke: "Fate card, immortal alliance, [platinum angel], summon!" As soon as the words fell, the cold wind and the roar of the giant beast disappeared, as if cut off by life, and at that moment everything fell into a standstill, so quiet that people could only feel the natural breathing.

The next moment, the golden flames spread across the bridge, the divine aura began to converge, and a pillar of pure white light broke through the thick clouds and descended on the battleship in the air, and with the chanting of the holy song, the battleship seemed to melt into the light and rank above the heavens.

In the sky filled with holy light, white wings slowly spread behind the lord, and with the scattered light feathers, a holy figure appeared. A sentence echoed in the lord's heart: "The platinum angel has descended, and the health is locked." At this moment, he looked ahead, but his eyes were already through the mountains and rivers, and he seemed to see that in that dark country, the frost spread across the earth, the sea of white skeletons spread all over the mountains, death and sorrow flowed, and the living beings were screaming.

He drew his long sword in the light, faced the rising sun, and roared: "Gentlemen, follow me!" ”

The sword shone brightly, and the words were engraved on the sword: "Our faith is cast on the stars." ”