One illusory avatar after another was dragged out of the air by Rosetta and thrown into the blazing brazier like firewood, some of them were sluggish, some were alive, some were silent in the blazing flames, some were constantly swearing frantically and madly, and some of the apparitions emitted a powerful polluting roar that humans could not understand and sound, and the sound could make the bravest warriors tremble and ordinary people go crazy - but no matter what they did, In the end, they could only be thrown into the brazier without resistance, so that the latter's flame gradually became stained with a layer of iron, and burned more and more vigorously.

At last, even the apparition of Malm Dunit emerged from the flames, which grew more and more real, and cried out loudly:

"Rosetta! I curse you! You degenerate who has turned your back on the gods! You won't end well, and you won't end well against the gods! ”

"Stop, stop, you are doomed to be in vain, how can a great god be at the mercy of mortals, your arrogance will lead you to a catastrophe from which you will never recover...... Stop! Your blind confidence is unfounded......"

What's the point? You've worked so hard to make an empire strong, only to push it into the abyss at a time like this? See what you're doing...... You've buried so many people who were once loyal to you......"

The voice in the flames was sometimes furious, sometimes sad, sometimes righteous and sternly accusatory, sometimes softened and pleaded, but Rosetta just carried out his actions unhurriedly, and it was not until he had invested a dozen avatars that he raised his eyelids and glanced at the flames: "Do you know why you have so many avatars captured by me?" ”

"You ......"

"You've put too much trust in your gods, but they're not as invulnerable as you think they are - the Augustus family has been dealing with the gods for two hundred years, and I can smell the stench of the 'Ascender' after possessing mortals with my eyes closed...... After realizing the influence you had exerted on Ferdinand, and separating the first 'incarnation' sample from him, all your actions in Typhon were completely exposed to me. ”

"You ......" In the depths of the flames, the phantom of Malm Dunit suddenly widened, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and finally exclaimed, "It's that curse...... The curse that haunts House Augustus...... You've compromised Him?! ”

"No," Rosetta calmly stared at the flames, and yet another Malm Dunit avatar condensed from the air and was pushed into the brazier by him without hesitation, "It's just a deal. ”

"Transaction...... Deal ......" Malm Dunit's projection in the flames suddenly lowered his head and muttered, which quickly turned into an irrepressible mockery, "Haha, hahaha...... Trade! Rosetta, you're finally down this path too! You think you'll get the benefit of trading with the gods, but there's nothing more ridiculous than that! You, and your ancestors who have fallen one after another for two hundred years, are equally arrogant and stupid...... Rosetta, it seems that you are nothing special......"

Rosetta Augustus didn't seem to hear the taunt from the flames, he just quietly dragged the last Malm Dunit avatar he had captured from the air, threw it into the brazier unhurriedly, and then walked to a long table next to him with a blank face, reaching for something on the table.

It was the iron scepter that once belonged to Malm Dunit, the symbol of the gods of war and the popes of the past—

The moment he saw the scepter, Malm Dunit in the flames suddenly fell silent, and he finally fully understood Rosetta's plan, but instead of cursing or mocking, he said in a mournful tone, "Are you really going to take this step?" Rosetta...... We used to be friends, and even though we took different paths, we used to be very good friends, didn't we? I was the first person to understand your ideals, and when you were questioned by the nobles and religious leaders, it was also the first Church of the God of War to stand up for your coronation, and even you have weakened the status of the Church again and again over the years, it is also because of my cooperation......"

"Yes, Malm Dunit used to be my friend," Rosetta returned to the brazier with her scepter in hand, staring blankly at the apparition in the flames, and then raised her scepter slightly, "so you unknown thing is not qualified to continue to make noise here with his face!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, the scepter was covered with a layer of divine brilliance, and the flames in the brazier suddenly burst into flames, and the iron-gray color filled the flames, and all of Malm Dunit's words were swallowed up by the flames of his own faith—and in the next second, Rosetta slammed the scepter to the ground, and the iron staff slammed into the carpeted stone floor with a loud sound like a war hammer striking a shield!

"Boom-"

It was as if the entire Winter Castle heard the loud bang, and then the illusory sound of bells and trumpets suddenly rang out in the sky!

Rosetta Augustus raised his head, and an illusory and empty "Vision of God" appeared behind him, his gaze through the heavy stone dome, fearlessly watching the door slowly opening in the sky, the unfurled flags, and the illusory array of spears, a giant covered in iron armor had stepped out of the gate, with a certain crazy posture, let out a mad whisper, step by step overlapping with the giant phantom that had wandered between heaven and earth before.

"The Pope's noble sacrifice can be used as the ultimate sacrifice, and if the god already has the will to go to this world, then he can even come to the world in his own form......" Rosetta whispered as if talking to herself, "what a rigid 'rule'...... As long as the Pope sacrifices, it does not need to be voluntary. ”

"These rigid rules form the cornerstone of the operation of the gods, and we are strong because of them, and we are prisoners because of them," the illusory eyes trembled behind him, and a low voice sounded, "The avatars you have captured are not all of Malm Dunit, but more than half of them...... Enough to pull the god of war to the world. ”

"After the fall of the god of war, will the remaining incarnation of Malm Dunit disappear?" Rosetta asked without looking back.

"Then you start thinking about what will happen after your victory? It's really positive and optimistic......" The empty eyes seemed to sneer, but still answered the question positively, "You don't need to worry about this, your poor old friend is now relying on the power of the god of war to maintain that half-lifed, chaotic and depraved state, as long as this power disappears, he will naturally disappear completely, no longer threaten the world, and in a sense be liberated." As for now...... You should pay attention to what you have to face, the existence that you take the initiative to challenge...... He has come. ”

"I'm going to face Him—you can do your thing."

"Of course, it's part of the contract."

……

The sound of bells and trumpets echoing between the heavens and the earth gradually became clear from a kind of chaotic and ethereal state, and gradually became a burst of almost deafening roars, the clouds cracked, the sky seemed to open a gap, the wind carried the rain and snow howling and raging, and the miracle of the blizzard took shape in an instant—the miracle of magic that originally required the best efforts of a large number of high-ranking priests to perform became a wave that rolled up at random when the gods came.

Beyond the edge of the blizzard, the prayers in the large assembly hall still cascaded and showed no signs of stopping, and the priests, who had completely lost their human minds, shook their bodies around the ritual fire, which had been completely dyed in iron gray, chanted in unison the psalms dedicated to the god of war, and there was a buzzing resonance from within their bodies, and some strange, mutated organs emitted more obscure chantings beyond the human voice, and around these priests, on the edge of the assembly hall, The obsidian guards in black armor were already unsheathed with their swords, and each warrior was nervously watching the commander's subtle movements.

The seventeenth distant bell rang, and the commander glanced at the mechanical watch in his hand, and then looked out the window at the sky, and he saw a large, hazy, giant-like shadow suddenly appear in the blizzard, and he suddenly felt that his heart was being violently grasped—and in the next moment, he shouted: "Kill all the priests!" Fast! ”

A sharp blade came out of the sheath, and under the light and shadow of the iron-gray flames, the swords flew, stabbing into the body under the black robe one after another, the already dilapidated and mutated priests quickly lost their lives one after another, and the obsidian forbidden soldiers carried out the task of killing silently and coldly, and until the moment they were killed, the priests who chanted in low voices did not make any resistance - they were completely immersed in the out-of-control summoning ritual, and there was no longer the joy, anger and fear of human beings.

Throughout the Winterhold region, between the plains, hills, and river valleys, the same thing was happening at the same time.

The whistling war drums and trumpets in the sky suddenly became terrible, as if a huge noise had mixed into the normal military music, the wind and snow swept the land, and the huge figure that was constantly condensed in the blizzard shook suddenly—he seemed to be attacked by something, his breath weakened a little, and even as if he was about to be banished to another world, but this weakening only appeared for a moment, and the next second, he entered this world more steadfastly.

Finally, even ordinary people could witness the huge shadow that appeared in the blizzard, it was so huge, so terrifying, yet so sacred and solemn, he moved like a mountain in the wind and snow, as if it contained an endless attraction to attract the attention of all beings—around the Winter Castle, in the mountains and camps, countless soldiers and officers almost subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction of the blizzard.

Even Count Parin Wintercastle, who stands on the Tower of the Mages of Winterhold, is no exception.

He thought that he could resist the influence of the gods with his willpower, but when the gods really entered the real world little by little, he cast his gaze almost uncontrollably towards the blizzard, and in the next second, his entire vision, and even his entire mind were completely occupied by that huge and majestic figure, he felt that a huge amount of knowledge was frantically pouring into his mind, and countless thoughts that did not belong to him were breeding and erecting in every inch of his nerves, and his perception was being torn apart, Beginning to come into contact with all the maddening secrecy and darkness of this world, he was sliding into the abyss beyond the comprehension of the human mind - but at that moment, the brilliant starlight came into his eyes.

There was a spectacle in the sky over the Winterhold region - a blizzard raged at a low altitude, the wind carried the rain and snow up out of thin air, forming a continuous curtain of chaos, but the sky higher suddenly appeared a vast starry sky, the original noon sky seemed to be replaced by night, and the bright stars that seemed to be very different from this era twinkled in that night, and each star resisted the crazy power of the blizzard-for-tat—and this wonder was completely confined to the Winterhold area, on the edge of the wonder, The starry sky is distinct from the normal sky, presenting a clear and sharp dividing line.

Already sliding into the abyss of madness, Parin Dongbao quickly came to his senses, knowing that his allegiance had already struck.

This winter hunt has just begun.

The Earl of Wintercastle strode to the teleportation crystal in the mage tower, and the powerful magical power directly urged the crystal, sending his voice throughout the entire defense line:

"All units - start executing the scheduled plan!

"Overcome your fears, overcome your weaknesses, defeat your instincts - attack!"

……

Far away from the Winterhold Line, in Cecil's controlled area, on the highest terrace of Winterwolf, Gawain could also see the massive blizzard - and the "wonder" above the blizzard.

He couldn't see the details of the blizzard, but Veronica, who was on a "lookout" mission not long ago, had already issued a warning: the god of war had arrived.

Today, it is the first day of the cold moon, and it is the new calendar - Amber's judgment is correct.

Even at such a distance, it is still a dangerous thing to look directly at the gods, so Cecil's various mental protection units have begun to operate, but Gawain actually did not feel the aura of the gods' erosion from the blizzard, according to Veronica's observation, it seems that the "starry sky" covering the blizzard has produced some kind of suppression and filtering effect, directing the god's pollution that should have spread in all directions to the depths of the starry sky.

Rosetta Augustus's hidden cards are being uncovered one by one.

Intelligence from the front-line observation posts was quickly gathered to Winterwolf, and the signal corps ran to the terrace:

"Report! Signs of a super-massive mana convergence have been observed on Typhon's side, and their group of battle mages has begun to move! ”

"Observed the Griffon Knights on Typhon's side!"

"An anomalous surge of magic at the edge of the standoff zone, front-line troops request instructions!"

After quickly processing a few instructions, Gawain made his way to the command hall on the first floor of the castle, which was already busy.

The drastic changes in Typhon's area of control are stimulating everyone's nerves, even if the date has been calculated and prepared in advance, but in the absence of critical intelligence, the commanders still have to carry out various plans according to the worst-case scenario, Philip is ordering the armored troops on the front line to advance towards the area controlled by the Typhonians, Maryland has taken the "War Citizen" armored train to the Winter Fortress line, and at the air base further behind, several squadrons of dragoons and dragonborn mercenaries are taking to the air in order, ready to rush to the front line.

But what they are now doing is only a build-up mission – whether to open fire, and who to fire at, is still up to the High Command to decide.

"Your Majesty," Philip said quickly when he noticed Gawain appear, "The outpost scout has just visually confirmed that something very large has indeed appeared in the blizzard, but the protective device of mental contamination has not responded. ”

Gawain nodded: "The Typhonians seem to have diverted the direction of spiritual pollution with another means - don't let your guard down, keep the protection system always open, we can't say how long the Typhonians' 'means' will be effective." ”

Philip opened his mouth, as if to continue reporting something, but Amber suddenly jumped out of the air next to him.

She jumped up to Gawain in three or two steps: "We caught a Typhon outside the castle!" ”