Fragrance, a grand city across the thousand islands of the inland sea, is crowded with people, and the cars and boats are endless, and the prosperity is still the same. There was a slightly sharp tone in the noise, which was a murmur of sadness, fear, and even despair. Matched with the occasional bloom of smoke and dust in the city, the golden city of Erika was covered with a faint amount of dirt.

At the end of the magnificent hall, the statue of the god Kem stands at the end of the magnificent hall, with white robes in the front row and gold, silver, gray and black robes in the back row, leading by only a little scarlet, to salute and pray to the idol.

The little scarlet turned around, revealing his old face, scanning everyone, and his words were as cold as black iron: "The dead sounded the horn of conquest, and the throne of the god of death began to shake. The sound of the epoch has been heard, and the gods, the living, and the dead, have lit torches and thrown them on the pyres that burn the old world. ”

"Brothers and sisters, the time has come to give everything to our Lord! Awaken the true will of our Lord with our piety and our sacrifice! Let our Lord be free from evil heresies, and send the highest light to the world to cleanse away all evil!"

He stretched out his arms, and white light erupted from his body, penetrating everyone's bodies and washing over their minds.

"Brothers and sisters, take action, and lead the believers to give everything to our Lord!"

"Let's act! Gather every crystal, every golden bushel into the incense! Let every living body, every sincere soul devote themselves to the battlefield of clearing heresy! We don't need to make the slightest reservation!"

"Mobilize everyone, take every whip, every sword, every morning star! From now on, we are the hand of our lord! Anyone who resists the offering is a heretic, and we must destroy it on the spot!

With a blazing flame in their eyes, the bishops and priests who were in charge of the power of the Ikaga and even the nations shouted with joy and excitement from the soul: "Give everything for Kem!"

When there were only red robes and a few white robes left in the hall, the words of the conversation completely lost the fanaticism and piety just now.

"Cardinal Benoit, the implementation of such a great thing as the divine property system should not be promulgated by the cardinals collectively, or even by ...... Adults declared?"

"This will provoke fierce resistance everywhere! We will lose control of the western countries! Countries in the central part like the Kingdom of Chestter will immediately turn to the Queen of the Blood Crown!"

"These days, the eradication of heresy in Erxiang has aroused more and more people's resistance, and now hundreds of people are dying every day, what will be the consequences of implementing the divine property system in Erxiang?"

"This will embolden Lucian's gang of fugitives! he and the guy who claims to be a descendant of Tudor will be a terrible threat!"

The white-robed people questioned the red-robed Benoit with excited expressions, and there was no longer the humility of white to red in the past.

"I, Benoit, represent the cardinal opportunity now", Benoit said lightly: "If you don't believe it, you can go to the Supreme Hall and call the other red robes, or even call the adults directly." ”

The white-robed people were speechless, and the other red robes of the Fragrance Pivot were long gone, not to mention those demigods. In the entire cardinal, Benoit is the only one left.

Benoit said again: "Oh, let me correct you, now we represent the cardinals, the adults. ”

In a meaningful tone, he said, "So...... We represent the will of our Lord. ”

The white robes were stunned, and then suddenly, but they were still hesitant.

Benoit nodded: "Don't worry, let it go, it's also the will of the adults." ”

The white-robed men gradually smiled, and their eyes lit up even hotter than before.

When the white-robed men left, Benoit turned to look up at the statue of Kem and laughed.

"Burn it! Burn it all! Sweep away a new world for the grown-ups!"

He spat at the statue of Khem: "Kem, do you think this is your new life? No! Everything will start again! This is Finn's fate! Neither gods nor people can escape such fate!"

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

In the northwest of the fragrance, in the mountains and mountains near the sea, a forest was shattered, and the thick smoke column soared into the sky.

Before the smoke and dust dissipated, the two of them hurried into the center of the woodland, which had turned into a large pit.

Vaguely seeing the figure standing in the pit, the old butler gasped and complained, "Young master...... No, Your Highness, you have made such a big fuss, beware of attracting the people of the fragrance!"

The slender figure did not stop, until he rushed to the figure, looked around him nervously, confirmed that he was safe and sound, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is so powerful!

When the smoke and dust cleared, the blonde young man touched the girl's cheek and smiled happily: "Level six!

He frowned again and said, "You forgot what you said, Evens?"

"Yes, young master", the girl smiled unusually sweetly: "Young Master Luo Luo!"

Then he raised his face and said, "Your Excellency Lucian came to you and said that there is something very important. ”

The young man took the towel and asked casually, "Very important?"

The girl nodded: "Yes, he looked very solemn, and said that young master, you should feel it yourself." ”

With a towel over his shoulder, Romulus Heather Tudor lifted the flail in his hand and carefully examined the metal thorns that reflected the sunlight. The bronze light reflected on his face, staining his handsome face like a sculpture, and the girl looked at him in amazement.

"It was indeed a little weird just now, the cycle of divine power that Eternal Tranquility had just brought up suddenly became much more violent, and I was able to use the magic technique of the Angry Thousand Armies. ”

He fastened the flail around his waist, and a copper light flashed in his hand, and the weapon that had been flowing with halo suddenly became unpretentious.

"Then I'll go, I can't keep Lucian too waiting. ”

A tent was spread out in a hidden valley in the middle of the forest, and it was obvious that this was not a small army, but it was not a large army.

Romulus entered the valley, stopped in astonishment, and reached out to grasp the flail.

There was an extra team in the valley, and the uniforms turned out to be priests and paladins directly under the Purple Mountain, and there was a hooded woman dressed as a magician at the head.

"Don't be nervous," a gray-robed Lucian flashed to Romerose's side, "They're here to join you, Heather." ”

"Defect to me?"

Romulos looked at the other party for a moment, and said awe-inspiringly: "I can feel that you are powerful, you should have a high status in Erxiang, why did you come to join me, a wanted heretic?"

An old priest sighed: "Because the red-robed Benoit is crazy, and the whole Purple Mountain is also crazy! This is not the way of Kem, they must be controlled by the evil demon king!"

"This proves a saying that has been circulated in Rakami before", said another paladin, "There are several adults hiding in the Purple Mountain...... It was they who had been controlling the will of Kem, and the Queen of the Blood Crown was fighting with them for the will of Kem. Those of us who have lost faith in Kem need to find a new order that will lead us to offer our loyalty and be willing to give everything we are to protect. ”

Romerrose looked at Lucian in shock, and the latter smiled, "You believe it now, this is not a statement I made up alone." ”

"But ......"

Romanrose asked, puzzled, "How can you be sure that I can lead you to a new order?"

"Because you are a descendant of Tudor the Great," the sorceress began, removing her hood to reveal a seductive, beautiful face. It's a pity that the cheekbones are slightly prominent, and the high eyebrows make the whole person full of piercing arrogance.

"There was a strange shock in the realm of the dead, who shook the god seat of death, and the era change officially began. Kem's will has been divided, and he will no longer have the power of order. A new era requires a new order, and the legacy of Tudor the Great is a good choice. ”

She looked at Romulos from top to bottom with her chilling blue eyes, not hiding the meaning of judgment at all, and her tone was also very unpolite: "But I really don't have enough confidence in you, there are many descendants of Emperor Tudor, and relying on blood alone is not enough to carry his power." ”

Romrose looked at Lucien, nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and put his hand on the flail again.

"I have inherited more than just the blood of the Great Emperor," he said coldly, "and the will to establish a new order and restore peace to the world!"

The copper light in his hand flickered, and the flail faded to the color of iron, revealing the brilliance of bronze.

Romrose swung the flail, and in the bitter energy, the ripples fluctuated, and the space was constantly distorted.

The sorceress exclaimed, "Ben's Whip!?"

"Benn, the god of tyranny, is this his weapon?"

Romeros shook his head: "No, you read it wrong, this is eternal tranquility, a weapon used by Tudor the Great. ”

"Rollo", Lucian said in an intimate tone, "At the end of the last epoch, Tudor the Great suppressed the tyrannical god Benn who tried to break free from the seal in Tangus, purifying the whip of Benn as his own weapon and turning it into eternal tranquility. ”

"This ...... Is it a weapon of the god of tyranny?"

Romerrose looked at the weapon in his hand in shock, and suddenly felt that he was driving a terrifying beast.

Lucien said, "Don't worry, it has been purified by the Emperor and has lost its tyrannical power, only the power of tranquility from pure order, which you should feel." And you have inherited the power of your ancestors, which in your hands is eternal tranquility. ”

Romulos felt it quietly, savoring the pure and solid power that filled his body and mind, and he nodded: "That's true, I will master it and control it like my ancestors." ”

"You've done it," the sorceress's expression changed abruptly, and she bowed humbly to Romrose, "I am Greta Mildern, a servant of magic from the Storm Isles, and I will be loyal to you with this team that has lost the faith of Kem, fighting for you to establish a new order and recreate a new faith." ”

"Uh......", Romulos couldn't adapt to the transformation of the beauty magician for a while, scratched his head and said: "Don't say allegiance or anything, our goals are the same, we are partners." ”

"Yes, we are partners", Greta looked up and smiled, "A partner who can entrust everything, Your Highness." ”

Romerrose coughed twice, then turned to Lucian and asked, "So, what do we do now? Shouldn't we go to the countries north and enlist their support?"

"No, Your Highness," said Gretta, "it is time to raise the banner of the people to remember the glory of the Tudor Empire, and to unite the people under the banner of the new Emperor Tudor to overthrow the tyrannical rule of the Purple Mountain." ”

Her tone became impassioned: "Yes, Your Highness, rebuild the empire! Let the order of Tudor replace the order of Kem!"

It took a long time for Romulus to come to his senses with his mouth wide open, and he looked at Lucian with joy and fear.

Lucien said in a deep tone, "Your Highness, Miss Mildern is right. Raka is promoting the god system, they are digging their own graves, and every time they receive a gold bushels, they create an enemy. We just need to gather these people under the banner of the Empire, and the fragrance will collapse like a mountain of sand. ”

"Empire...... ......"

Romrose felt a little dazed as he lifted the flail and stared at the pattern at the end of the handle.

That pattern is rather weird, more like a symbol. It is to pull out another stroke at each corner of a cross, which is quite like a square wheel.

This is the hallmark of the Tudor Empire, which has been buried in the dust of history for thousands of years.

Romrose stroked the pattern, his eyes lit up.

A new era is coming, a new empire, a new order, isn't it a matter of course?