It is as if the gods are forging the kingdom of God above the heavenly dome, sprinkling continuous sparks. Mars turned into orange-red flames in the sky with long trails of smoke, smashing pillars of dust into the wasteland. Countless tiny fragments were separated from the fire, occasionally hitting the protective barrier, causing large ripples and even condensing white crystals.

In the only windowed cell in the prison, the goblin Nesgai finally couldn't help but stand up: "I have to talk to the warden, he can't save magic oil like this anymore!"

Gomis, the halfling, grabbed him in surprise: "You are crazy! The bishop of the Holy See of Order is here, and the warden has specially ordered us not to show our heads!"

Gomis pointed to the ceiling and said, "This is the strongest place in the prison like the prison warden's office, even if the whole battleship falls, it won't hurt us, what are you afraid of?" ”

Nesgai jumped to his feet and said, "There are tens of thousands of people in the prison! Even just one is a terrible thing!"

Gomis glared: "When did you believe in the goddess of mercy and care about the lives of those slaves?" ”

"I don't even believe in the goddess of commerce", Nesgai said piously: "I only believe in Jinpuer, those slaves are Jinpuer!

Shaking off Gomis's hand, Nesgai walked out of the room with determination, practicing his faith.

The Heart of the Silvermoon has risen on the land of West Fein for seven days, and the great war between the Red Union and the Dawning Empire has broken out again, but the battlefield is not around the Heart of the Silvermoon, but on the Khante Sky Reef.

The Heart of the Silver Moon is located more than 30,000 kilometers from Valentine, spanning most of the continent. It is impossible for the Imperial fleet to fly directly over without even a relay base, and it is even more impossible to put the main force on the other side of the continent while the Khant Sky Reef is still threatening Valentine.

So, the Second Battle of Khanty's Sky Reef broke out.

Directly below Khantyn Reef is the western part of Sachiton, but the vast expanse of the Beitmund savannah in the north and Tangus in the south can be seen like a star-studded battlefield, and at the same time bombarded by the wreckage of warships and flying boats, this imperial prison in the gravel wasteland northwest of Tangus, right in the center of the meteor shower.

The prison has just been replaced with an enchantment that can block physical objects, but it takes a lot of magic oil to activate this feature. For the warden whose profits come from the resale of criminals and slaves, as well as all kinds of low-level magic equipment, it is very interesting to know how many goods are equivalent to the amount of magic oil burned per second. Even if you have an iron will, you will back down under that number, let alone the guy who is as weak as a slime.

But for the longer-term Nesgei, the risk is intolerable, and the immediate crisis is an opportunity.

Being in the center of a fierce battlefield with the goods unharmed is not something that can be bought with Gimpo in ordinary times.

As the prison warden's most relied on trade assistant, he has the responsibility to correct mistakes.

Although he was still a prisoner, he had special treatment and great prestige in prison. The guards did not stop him, but escorted him all the way to the tower where the warden's office was located, which was the tallest and strongest part of the prison.

Walking along the tall and thick stone wall towards the tower, looking out at the scene inside the wall, the cells above and below were already full. The open space that was supposed to be used to let out the wind was crowded with tents, and there were large areas where there were no tents at all. Countless ragged criminals mingled, and the earth was the bed and the sky was the quilt.

The prison, which originally could only accommodate four or five thousand people, is now crowded with twenty or thirty thousand, and the extra are all "criminals" from all over the south who are ready to be transferred to Valentine.

Murderers such as theft, robbery and even murder account for only a very small number of these people, and most of them are accused of "disrespecting the goddess". Specific actions include, but are not limited to, stepping on the shadow of the statue of the goddess, not being able to recite the Code of Order, drinking alcohol, and not praying to the goddess while eating.

These people used to work in the mines and workshops directly under the empire in various places, but now that the mines are empty and the workshops are closed, the Holy See of Order has sent them to Valentine, and Nasgai guesses that they will continue mining. However, seeing that the criminals knelt neatly on the ground and prostrated in prayer even if they didn't even have tents, he denied his speculation.

If the rumors are true, the souls of these people will be harvested en masse by the Goddess of Order at a later festival.

Nesgai looked at these people with a little more pity, but only a hint of it, and it was voluntary anyway. And since they can't go to the battlefield, it is only natural that they contribute to the eternal order in this way.

The sacrifice itself is not evil, it depends on whether the person being sacrificed is voluntary and what the purpose of the sacrifice is.

Summoning evil gods to plague the world is of course evil, and repairing the Heavenly Mountain and building an eternal order so that the goblins can also return to a peaceful life is not only not evil, but sacred.

Nesgay has little idea about the battle of faith between the Red Union and the Dawning Empire, as a mixed redstone goblin who has been discriminated against in the half-elf, halfling, and human race chain since he was a child, he agrees that all of Finn's goblins must unite and establish their own kingdom. Only in this way can the goblins enjoy dignity and happiness. This dream can only be fulfilled in the eternal order created by the goddess of order.

Now his thoughts have changed somewhat, but it does not affect his identification with the eternal order, and even feels that he will have a better future in that kind of "each according to his place" world. After all, his intelligence has been proven and he is destined to be a big man.

Nesgai made his way into the tower and knocked on the warden's office.

There was also a hateful old man in the office, dressed in the robes of the Holy See, who was the bishop who had come here to handle slave affairs.

"A goblin!?"

He was horrified by Nesgei's presence, and he was even more furious by Nesgai's timely advice to the warden.

Nesgai didn't understand the bishop's anger, and it was clearly in his favor.

The bishop's rebuke made Nesgai understand why: "A goblin actually dictates the affairs of the Holy See?"

"Wait, there is no place for a goblin in the staffing of the Imperial Prison, what is his identity?"

The bishop did not speak directly to Nesgai, but asked the warden.

After receiving the answer from the "criminal", the bishop stared sharply at the warden who was a sweaty guard.

Nesgai and Gomis swapped cells, the deepest underground cells for death row inmates.

Nesgai struggled to put a smile on his face: "The warden is just to make an appearance for the bishop, and it's safe here. ”

Gomis held his head and shouted in despair: "Don't lie to yourself! Look at the eyes of the guards! We're finished, I'm going to be killed by you!"

Nesgai's smile froze, his mind in a mess, and he felt like he was having a nightmare.

I don't know how long later, the cell shook violently, and smoke and dust poured in.

It's not a nightmare, it's a reality that's more terrifying than a nightmare!

Nesgay and Gomis coughed as they slammed the door, and just as they were about to choke to death, the door opened.

Outside, there stood a crowd of people, both guards and Gomis's men.

Although the smoke and dust had faded, Nesgai saw in their eyes something more chaotic than the smoke, and it seemed to be ...... Dazed?

Gomis asked, "What's going on?" and what about the warden?"

The guards and criminals pointed in one direction at the same time, piercing through the blurred dust mist, and Nesgai and Gomis saw the burned and broken scorched steel that made up something you would never see in a prison, an Imperial warship!

Climbing to a section of the stone wall that had not yet collapsed, Nesgai had a full view of the prison.

A ...... No, it was two Imperial warships that fell in prison. The large battleship was supposed to be of the Earl class, and it stood almost at a straight angle under its head and feet, replacing the previous tower.

The front end of the battleship sank deep into the ground, and the original tower, along with the bishop and warden in the tower, had naturally become a confetti-like existence. The aft half of the ship's hull exposed to the ground snapped off to create a triangular configuration.

Another smaller battleship, Nesgei's guess is the Viscount class, should have hit the fracture of the previous battleship in the middle of the hull, and then folded into two sections of the hull that were not completely broken, and at a very suitable angle, spelled out the configuration of "X" on the ground.

The control center of the protective barrier was also in the tower, destroyed by the impact just now. On the canopy, which is much clearer than before, small white flowers flutter leisurely. It was a parachute that the Empire had only developed a while ago, and it was a life paraphernalia that was cheaper than a slime lifeball and did not require extraordinary strength.

It's less than a hundred, and Nesgai has an approximate number at a cursory glance.

"The warden is dead!"

Gomis's focus is realistic: "We're free!"

Nesgai calmly shattered his delusions: "Unless we change our appearance, our status in the Empire is still that of prisoners." ”

Gomis said eagerly, "At least we can get out of here freely, and even the guards don't bother us! We can go to Redstone, and I'll drag Flodo into the water! Even if we can't, we can go to a place like Fleet City to make a difference!"

Nesgay scanned the surroundings and saw not only the dazed guards, but also the demented prisoners, and even more bewildered papal slaves.

They lost their rulers, and the bishop and his retinue all remained in the fortified tower, and none of them survived.

They also lost their faith, it was the Imperial Battleship that fell instead of the Red Demon Battleship, where did the power of the goddess go?

Their souls are already very weak, and their faith is also very shallow, and under such a violent impact, even if they are still alive, they do not feel the protection of the goddess.

Their only clear thought is to continue to live.

"Show your ......"

Nesgay shook his head: "Why should we go somewhere else and start all over again? Our customers, our relationships, all the basis for doing business are here." ”

Gomis was stunned: "But, but no, there is no prison." ”

Nesgai was very calm: "How could it not be?

The goblin had a smile on his face that a halfling had never seen before, and he didn't know if the light in his eyes was too hot, or the white teeth he showed were too dazzling, in short, the halfling subconsciously gave birth to awe, as if he had seen the most devout saint.

Nesgai whispered, "Of course, the prison is just a layer of skin, and this will be a big bazaar, a city, a city under our control. ”

Memories of the past buried in Gomis's heart gushed out, and his heart was also high.

The halfling nodded and said, "The most greedy guards listen to you, and the fiercest prisoners listen to me, this will indeed be our territory." ”

He frowned again and asked, "Okay...... I mean, after the victory of the goddess, what are we going to do?"

With a careful shake of his head, the ugly face of the bishop just now, the extension of the guard, and the scenes of the death row where he had stayed passed by rapidly, made some thoughts change again.

The goblin looked at the two broken imperial warships and said in a low voice: "I don't know if the goddess will win, but I don't see any signs of victory in this empire." ”

Looking at the papal slaves who were huddled together at a loss, he thought carefully, if these slaves were also counted as victory weights, he was betting on the side of the goddess's opponent.

It doesn't matter, no matter what the order, the right order is the one that allows you to live and live better.

"Let's talk about it later", the goblin perfunctory halfling: "Organize the people first, wait for the new warden to come, and let him understand that there is no trouble as long as he honestly enjoys the dividends." ”

The halfling subconsciously nodded, and then asked, "These ...... of the Holy See Slave, what should I do?"

The goblin said, "Just destroy the files and say that they are refugees who have come to take refuge." ”

The halfling shrugged: "Nesgai, you really believe in the goddess of mercy." ”

The goblin said, "Forget it, these people are our wealth, without them there is no city, and ...... I'm a good person. ”

Turning his gaze to the two broken warships, the goblin said, "That's right, the city, this will be our city, let's call it...... The Broken Ship City is ready. ”

..................

In the hellish plane, in the great rift where purgatory and the abyss intersect, the river of blood boiled, and a giant ship of stygian stone wrapped in enchantment surfaced.

"Time is exactly ......"

On a stone ship, Art said to Kane in his heart: "After solving the third layer of purgatory, our Hell Plane Army can also free up our hands and send elite soldiers to the main plane to defend the Heart of the Silver Moon." ”

Kane's heart is also very hot, after the raid on the fortress of the God Emperor, the barbarians return to Hell and follow Alishan and Otto through the River of Blood into the third layer of purgatory, and support the Grim Reaper in the battle to clean up the undead of Purgatory.

Since the Grim Reaper strictly forbade the Styx Heroes and the Hell Barbarians to "pull people" from the purgatory undead through battle, they basically only did fire support work behind the battlefield, and the originally expected bloody battle turned into a boring fight of sitting and watching the undead.

With the support of Thor's hammer in the hell enchantment, Nairo, the god of death, finally got his wish and destroyed the magic net Karuza, who was bound to his predecessor Roland and his soul, that is, the remnant will of the primordial knight Camilla who was shaped by purgatory, and regained the power of death that Karuza had separated from the underworld.

Now that the Battle of the Heart of the Silver Moon has begun, Kane, as a member of the Red Union Legion Committee, understands how significant this battle is.

Kane was ready to transfer back all the Red Union living people from the Hell Plane Army, and now the demons and demons no longer regard the first layer as the main battlefield. They only continued to "excrete" a large number of low-level members to the first layer through a few secret passages, causing minor troubles to mortals and maintaining the tradition of bloody warfare. The Styx Heroic Spirits on Otto's side, as well as the Undead Alliance, are enough to deal with it.

"Yo-hoo - good commissar!"

"Commissar, let's go home first!"

"Goodbye Commissar!"

Crisp or seductive voices sounded, it was the crimson succubi, led by Mina, Anne, and Mary, who rode all kinds of mechs or hellish monsters down the Stygian Stone Ship, chirping towards the Homecoming Fort.

Kane smiled and waved in response, and Art rebuked dissatisfiedly: "A bunch of hooves! They have caused a far greater negative impact on the troops than they have on the enemy!"

Kane coughed and said, "Speaking of Sassy Hoof, Leah is too." ”

Speaking of Lust Lea, who was still being studied and educated in Epsillon, Art was silent for a long time before muttering, "Hey, I don't know when I'll be able to meet Leah." ”

"How do you greet each other when you meet?"

Kane joked, "Of course I'm her father, but what about you?"

Art was furious: "I'm also her father! Are you starting to think about spring, or are you under the influence of the evil god of Cheyenne, and want to turn me into a mother? Tell you, that's absolutely impossible!"

Kane sighed: "Don't talk about normal human needs so dirty, I'm a normal man, would I think what's wrong with that aspect of things? And who said that the son of a lie can be male or female, there is no gender?"

Art sneered: "You are with me, what kind of normal man are you? The son of lies can indeed be a man or a woman, but I have shared my childhood and teenage years with you, of course I can only be a man." ”

Kane said indifferently: "It's not fair that you don't want to be a woman and let us take what we need, and prevent me from developing legitimate and reasonable relationships with other women." ”

Art shouted, "Take what you need, disgusting!"

His tone became weak again: "And when have I ever stopped you from associating with other women......? It's still recognized. ”

Becoming strong again: "Those succubi can't do it!

Kane chuckled inwardly, "Don't be a shield, you know we don't have that kind of relationship." Well, I'm just casually saying that I didn't have the heart to think about myself until the Goddess of Order was defeated, and I promised you that I would kill your former master with my own hands......"

Art was impressed: "Kane ......"

Then he said angrily: "What does my matter have to do with whether you think about women?

It was probably when the god of death Nairo was destroying Camilla's remnant will, and the ten-thousand-year love feud shown by the two sides made Kane extremely embarrassed. This will collect the troops and return to the city, Kane is relaxed, and only then does he have that emotion, and he has an interaction with Art.

The river of blood churned again, and the bone ship of countless bones rose, and the lead Skeletron jumped onto the river bank with his Death Knight and nodded to Kane.

Skeletron was followed by an army of the undead led by the other undead monarchs, the Styx Heroes, the Hell Barbarians, and the genuine undead landed in an orderly manner, spreading out a grand army on the side of the Great Rift, and the three sides were clearly divided and did not interfere with each other.

Skeletron has less than 10,000 Death Knights under his command, and he has made great achievements in the battle to destroy Karuzha, and he has also received the most death power after the battle. This leaves his Death Knights in a cloud-like fog of the underworld, ready to replenish their power at any moment. When needed, each Death Knight can summon dozens or hundreds of undead at least the level of the Bitterbone Samurai, gathering into an army of millions of undead.

At this time, he restrained the power of death, making his team very inconspicuous among the army of the undead, and very close to the Styx Heroes led by Otto.

After the armies of the other undead monarchs came ashore, they accelerated and stretched, faintly encircling the Styx Heroic Spirits and the Hell Plane Army like a moon arc, causing Kane to frown slightly.

The river of blood in the Great Rift boiled again, this time much more moving. The doppelganger of the god of death, Nairo, emerged from the mist of the Blood River, wearing a crown of bones and bone armor, riding a huge bone dragon covered in barbs, slowly rising into the air.

He said in an emotionless, deep voice, "Lords of the Dead, ...... action"

One by one, the huge figures were raised, the flying units also rose like clouds, and thousands of undead roared around. Death Knights, Abominations, Lichs, Bone Warriors, Bone Dragons, and other undead units, their eyes burning like fireworks, cleft their jaws and roared with death at the enemies they surrounded.

"Nairo rebelled...... No, it's a turn!"

Art angrily condemned: "It's really a two-five boy!"

Kane snorted coldly, although he had planned to deal with such a change, but the prediction came true, and it was still at this juncture, which also made him extremely angry.

Just as he was about to command the barbarians to switch to a combat state, Otto sent a message: "Kane, take the barbarians and leave, this battle, and the war that follows, leave it to our Heroic Spirits." ”

Kane was stunned, and Otto continued: "This is an arrangement approved by the cardinal, and the living should go about their business. ”

Kane sighed and gave the barbarians the order to evacuate outside the battlefield.

In the battlefield, there were only twenty or thirty thousand Styx Heroic Spirits, and in the face of a hundredfold and thousandfold army of undead, the queue was unwavering.

"These bone dregs smell greasy...... No, it's a dead smell!"

In the queue, a girl with a pretty face floating on a skull scolded hatefully.

"Nairo didn't have the luxury of killing us, the purpose should be just to contain the power of the Homecoming Fort", said the old heroic spirit next to him, "It seems that the Grim Reaper and the Goddess of Order have also reached an agreement." ”

The giant ships of the dark stone suspended in the great chasm rose up, pulling out a stream of light like mercury, and condensed a slender figure from it.

The projection of the goddess of the river Styx, Alishan, confronted the doppelganger of the god of death, Nairo, in the air, and Alishan coldly asked, "Are you so anxious to be a dog leg for the goddess of order?"

Nairo said indifferently, "My covenant with Lady Crimson will be automatically null and void after the removal of Karuza. The eternal order of the Goddess of Order is not only for mortals, but also for the correction of the Divine Order of Fein, and of course I will join his camp. ”

"Lady Crimson has taken away my Styx priesthood through you, and now there is a Crimson demigod who has carved out the path of death, and has taken away the souls of the dead that should have been under my control, which I absolutely cannot tolerate, and you, and Lady Crimson, should have expected today's break. ”

Alishan snorted, "Very good, I can't help but nourish the dark water on your throne for a long time!"

"Stop talking nonsense", Nairo urged his subordinates: "Attack!"

At this moment, the group of undead closest to the Styx Heroic Spirits suddenly rippled.

The leading Skeletron laughed and said to Otto, "Come on, I'm ready!"

Otto didn't say much, he rose to a height of 100 meters, and the big sword slashed down a thick pillar of dark golden light, and slammed into the Skeletron.

One by one, the figures separated from Skeletron's body, spun rapidly in the golden light, and returned to Skeletron.

Dark golden fireworks of the same color as the pillar of light erupted, enveloping Skeletron's skeleton, and even the soul fire in his eye sockets was replaced with golden flames.

With Skeletron as the center, the golden flame spread rapidly, connecting the death knights one by one, and in a moment, the soul fire of all the death knights was replaced, and even the people and horses were immersed in the golden flame, and the floating gray and black death qi was also burned into dark golden dust.

"Nairo!"

Skeletron raised his long power gun and pointed at the Grim Reaper's clone in the air, "Are you really ready?"

"Tragdi ......"

Nairo muttered, and he took a deep breath as he saw that the golden flame was still expanding, engulfing the other undead.

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