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The dazzling dazzle of the world swirled up in an instant, and Nosica seemed to be in the depths of a sea of clouds, like catkins fluttering in the wind, and she felt that her feet were as limp as noodles.

Staring at that face in a blur, his thoughts were like a pool of stagnant water in the dark night, stagnant and unable to make any waves.

"I'm so tired......"

Feeling the darkness coming, everything around her had nothing to do with her, like a rotten log, it just fell.

Aaron took Nosica into his arms and watched her thin eyebrows, small nose, cherry mouth, and tired eyelids gradually half-covered.

All the holy, solemn, and sacred qualities that were once related to the sacrifice of the god of war have all disappeared in Aaron's eyes at this moment. Some are just weak and pitiful.

"The influence of the god of war in this world has greatly increased, and the will and influence of the god of war will lead the Spartan Empire to glory. …… It's just that the throne has changed hands, congratulations to Your Excellency, becoming the new god of war Ares! ”

More often than not, Ares, the god of war, is more of a symbol. It represents a will, and a faith.

Huhu――――

Terror, a shield of trembling!

Panic and fear!

The body of a demigod once evolved to the realm of frequent gods. Suddenly, Aaron's thinking was broad and far-reaching, though it was still a little short.

Summing up Aaron's feelings now, he is stronger than a demigod, what is God?

He felt that God was on earth, that is, man.

Standing at the top of the pyramid of mankind is the god of mankind!

A true god should have a strong spirit, a strong will to fight, and at the same time have supreme authority and countless believers. And most importantly, eternal life!

Although Aaron had not yet become a god, he already sensed that this goal seemed to be far away.

From this moment on, the god of war is still called Ares, but he has another name, Augustus. Aaron. Reinhardt.

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An unquiet night will pass.

At dawn the next day.

Uria, the first architect of the Spartan Empire, received his first order from the Emperor.

The expansion of the Imperial Palace was suspended and the construction of the Pantheon began.

It's just that unlike in the past, 10,000 pure gold statues of the god of war will be cast completely according to Aaron's physical appearance.

Yes. The House of Elders officially approved the Shrine.

The elderly Spartan elder, with tears on his face and trembling steps, stood on the steps of the Imperial Palace and proclaimed, "Spartans, rejoice, the time of the god of war has come." Ares' consciousness has awakened in the body of the Emperor! In the past, Ares, the god of war, has been silently waiting by our side. Today. He will open his eyes and officially spread glory and splendor to the world! ”

Four tall war horses pulled a four-wheeled chariot made of pure gold.

Aaron stood on top of the chariot with a spear in his hand. Accept the cheers and affection of your subjects.

Terror, a shield of trembling! Panic and fear!

Radiant radiance, revolving around Aaron's body. Aaron held a spear in his left hand, and in the swing of his right hand, a large golden sword. Slowly solidify in his hands! There is no doubt that these are real weapons of the god of war, the gods that every Greek knows well.

"Ares, the god of war! He was in charge of war. In charge of war and plague, he has handsome cheeks, a brave and tenacious character, a symbol of strength and power, and as an aggressive and fierce god of war, he promises to protect Sparta forever! ”

With the proclamation and praise of the Divine Servant Maiden, the Spartans, the freedmen, and the Spartan warriors, with tears in their eyes, fell to their knees, as if they were standing with glue, and could not get up again.

Each of them pressed their wet faces against the cold ground, and with excitement, kissed the streets through which the god of war drove his chariot.

What is a miracle at this moment? What are the miracles?

Geguo, her eyes were swollen from crying, like ripe peaches. A woman with rich experience can't suppress her love for the god of war from the bottom of her heart. She couldn't imagine that she had already reached the kingdom of the god of war, and she had witnessed the god of war with her own eyes, but she had never known it.

At this moment, only William, Kratos, Yolan, Minotaur Broken Horn, and Buckingham Prophet knew what was going on.

But everything about last night, at this point, doesn't it matter, does it?

"Brother! They worship you as a god!"

Because of the joy, it seems that Lidong's cheeks are more ruddy; She sat on the chariot, holding her cheeks with her hands, her eyes wide open, her bright eyes swimming slowly, and her plump chin slightly upturned.

"In the beginning of winter, the gods are just people who stand at the top of the pyramid. Remember, I will always be your brother! Aaron stroked Lidong's hair and smiled.

The power of faith is even stronger than imagined, and if this power can be harnessed, it can unite the combat power of the imperial army, and Aaron has no reason to refuse.

In fact, everyone needs faith.

From the depths of their hearts, the Spartans shouted to God: "Praise be to Ares, the god of war, who crowns you with war and bravery, and the path you lead for the Spartans and for the Spartan Empire, will be dripping with abundant fat." ”

Sometimes, God's grace is not necessarily a physical object, but a spiritual guidance and fanatical worship.

Aaron doesn't have what it takes to make the road under his feet drip grease, but everyone wants to believe he can do it.

God's glory and guidance are inherently in the spirit and illusion of man. And the so-called God, in essence, is actually just a human being.

Outside the Imperial City, the garrison of the Expeditionary Legion!

"Whew-whew-", the wind howled, the trees shook in the wind, and the branches were whipped in the air like a wild whip.

The cedars stood green in the white snow, swaying with the bitter northwest wind, and let out a shrill and piercing whistling, as if deliberately defying winter.

It was just after 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun had already put away its faint light, as if it was afraid of the cold. Ducked into clouds as thick as cotton wool.

The cold wind was blowing. The bare trees, like bald old men, could not withstand the attack of the northwest wind, and swayed in the cold wind.

"My god, the wind and snow have destroyed the road, but the large army of orcs will still follow your will and embark on an expedition starting tomorrow."

A warhammer orc named Ogur expresses his allegiance to Aaron, who is clothed in the light of God.

He is the leader of the orcs elected by the orc legions.

Ogur's appearance has strong short legs and long arms, like an ape. The heavy head was directly erected on his neck, giving him a hunched appearance.

The tough, fiery red skin is very different from other orcs. The orcs of the Warhammers. From the world of the desert underground, the cave is an underground world covered with lava. It's called Raging Rift.

Warhammer orcs aren't very intelligent, but they can be cunning at times. They are very belligerent.

So much so that the whole society is based on war, and this desire for war is the expression of orc civilization.

As Warhammer leader Auge said, it was a long winter, the ground was frozen and cracked, the little north wind was blowing like knives, and the snow was flying all over the sky.

The sun in the middle of winter seemed to be afraid of the cold, even if he wore very thick clothes and armor. There was still not a trace of warmth. Only strong and tough warriors can afford to go on an expedition in the ice and snow.

"Don't worry, my servant. Bestow on you brilliance and glory in the name of the god of war, and will shine on you all the way. ”

Aaron constricted his silver pupils. Glance up at the sky.

As Augur said, the north wind was bitter, the silver-gray clouds were rushing across the sky, and the cold snap was rolling. A heavy snowfall is brewing.

Endless cold days, frozen for thousands of miles. The whole world became a big refrigerator, and the mountains shivered with cold. The river froze and froze, and the air seemed to freeze.

Under this vast background, in Aaron's vision, the second wave of imperial expeditionary armies densely assembled in the Spartan Plain was organized into the Night Army.

"Orc warriors, the glory of Ares, the god of war, will always be on your shoulders."

Aaron looked around at the orcs from the Wild Lands farther west of the Savage Continent, with long, pointed ears and flattened noses that often turned upwards.

Visually, orc warriors are clad in armor, but they usually have a pair of sharp fangs in their lower lip.

The lower jaw protrudes so that the fangs can protrude right through the middle, and the fangs can usually grow to the point where they reach the orc's nose.

This whole appearance makes the orcs look somewhere between humans and beasts. Another trait is that orcs love scars. They saw the scars left by the battle as a symbol of honor, and the scars for decoration as something beautiful.

"My god, the warriors of the orc race will fight for you, for the Empire! The faith of the orcs will all converge under your throne. ”

Under the leadership of Og, the orc patriarchs and priests of all sizes generally knelt under the four-wheeled chariot pulled by four war horses. Sacrifice your glory and loyalty to the god of war.

As a reward and gift, Aaron gave the first 10,000 Kodo beasts to the orcs.

"Hail to Ares, the god of war! Hail to the great empire! Salute to His Majesty the Holy Emperor! Only the orcs still have a mouthful of blood in their chests, and they will fight to the death for the empire and the god of war!! ”

Orcs are a race that lives in bitter cold environments.

As long as food, weapons, armor, mounts, and glory are given to them, the orcs will surely raise their weapons and swear in response with a rough roar.

Under Augur's call, the 300,000 orc legions smashed the weapons and shields in their hands, and the strong morale and high roar were as dull as thunder.

Even the giant-like Titans were not close to being shocked by a shocking eyelid.

In Aaron's eyes, compared to ordinary humans, orc warriors, tall and strong, full of muscles, and the appearance of orcs will make humans feel that they are born for war.

An army of 300,000 orcs gathered here, and the different races of the orcs made the skin color of the orcs between green, yellow, and gray.

Their hair is usually coarse black, ranging from dark brown to dark black to fiery red.

And many orc leaders generally have fiery red bloodthirsty eyes. This is the sign of the orc leader.

Next, in the ice and snow, the orcs performed their war skills for the god of war in high spirits.

Through these savage and boring shows, Aaron observes and understands every subtle characteristic of the orc race.

Orc males can have hair that can grow to the same length. These hairs are thick and messy and tend to be braided and tied back of the head. The color is often brown or black. Many old orcs still have beards, while younger orcs tend to shave or pluck their beards instead of keeping them.

In the past years, orcs lived freely above or below ground.

They are usually active at night. During the day, they choose to sleep in their own nests out of the sight of civilized humans. As some rumors say, they can also move normally during the day. But they don't usually do it because the bright light of the day burns their eyes.

Orcs have good eyesight in the dark, just like dwarves. Dark vision reflects red and black images, just like other dark visions see black and white. This has led many people to believe that orcs are colorblind, which is a common misconception about orcs.

Therefore, orcs are more suitable for marching and fighting at night, and the title and establishment of the Night Legion are also derived from this.

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"I will give you the position of Commander of the Night Legion, Prophet. And Broken Corner, and William. will serve as your deputy commander. As I promised, the Imperial Expeditionary Force will have a long journey, but in return, I will grant the Minotaurs and Orcs two of the richest lands in the Central Empire. ”

Aaron's gaze was fixed on Buckingham Prophet's thin face, and the data told him that it was a minotaur necromancer. And by no means a messenger of the gods, or a prophet of the minotaur who did not serve the prophet.

But as a well-informed creature that has lived for hundreds of years. He conveyed a lot of useful information to Aaron.

and help Aaron kill God. So that the Spartan Empire had a thrilling escape from a crisis. So, this promise is nothing.

"As you wish, Ares, the great god of war. The creatures of the Savage Continent have been squeezed out of the fringes of the world for too long, priing open the gates of the Central Empire. It is my lifelong dream, and as for your promise, I will assure you that it will be sacred and equivalent! ”

Buckingham's eyes lit up. After all, for the Minotaur race. Gather 50,000 minotaur warriors, which is probably all the minotaurs in the barbarian continent.

For many years, the survival rate of babies with low fertility has plagued this hard-nosed race. It is on the verge of destruction! This condition is even more dangerous than that of orcs.

And the Minotaur wants to redeem the fate of perdition. Only by obtaining more fertile land can they inherit their bloodline and multiply.

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The affairs of the Night Legion have been finalized. Next, Aaron had to return to the Hurricane Temple through the teleportation function between the temples.

But before that, he was still waiting for someone to wake up.

The noisy dust turned into nothingness in an instant.

After a period of darkness, the dawn of my heart bloomed. The blurred eyes left those unknown phantoms and slowly opened......

His gaze fell back into the gentle morning light, and fell on a handsome and resolute face, and those scenes suddenly flew away and disappeared with the dream.

A trace of clear wind swept across the face, indicating that it was back to the other side of reality. There was a flow of brilliance in both eyes, awakened after the illusion of the passing.

"My Emperor, my consciousness is bound to the god of war, and for your safety, you must execute me."

These were Nosica's first words when she woke up.

And apparently she did not understand what had happened.

The corners of Aaron's mouth slightly outlined a slight arc, "No, Nosica! I won't hurt you, and you must live too. As the Empire's God of War Sacrifice, you must fulfill your mission and become the wife of the God of War. ”

Spirits are connected, and Aaron doesn't need to open his mouth for his voice to reach Nosica's heart. This feeling, for Nosica, is like the God of War prompts that she has received every time in the past.

"God of War...... Ares ......"

In an instant, Nosika's originally slightly frowning brows gradually loosened, and there was a glittering light in her eyes, and in an instant, she raised a bright smile, which was deeply moving.

Maybe it's a belated relationship.

Aaron remembers saying that a woman is made from a man's rib and is the flesh of the man.

Therefore, a man can only complete the whole of his life if he is united with a woman, because he has found the rib in the world, so there is no reason for a man not to love his rib - his lover.

In the same way, a woman finds a man and returns to the arms of a man, she only returns home, she has a sense of belonging, and she has no reason not to run this home well.

And the god of war sacrifices to Nosica, and the soft charm she exudes comes entirely from the beauty and purity of her heart.

It's a pity that with the prompting of a set of data, Aaron's face became no longer so good-looking in an instant.

"The god of war sacrificed to Nosica, carrying half of the power of the god of war in the body of a mortal. Her potential, her life force, had been depleted. Your Excellency, your sacrifice will not survive this long winter............"

It's all about the events and battles that happened last night.

And Aaron had long known that every time Nosica used the power of the god of war, her development would take a big step. He had doubts that it was an overdraft.

Despite her mature and attractive appearance, the actual age of Nosica, the god of war, was only eighteen years old so far.

At the moment when Aaron's face changed slightly, Nosica's face became extremely pale, her weak eyes, her hollow pupils were gray, and her pale lips were slightly pursed. "Your Majesty, in this life, as your sacrifice, Nosica does not regret it......"

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