One Thousand One Nineteen Five Rolls-Roy is not a man and Heim is not Heim
In the newly built tower behind the Imperial Palace, Troth, the capital of the Holy Will Empire, Romeros, led by Greta and Galasien, entered the vault on the highest floor.
The chamber was very large, and on the round platform in the center was a portal, and the last figure had just submerged into the rippling light of the portal. The magic runes on the door frame glowed red, indicating that the portal had reached its limit and had to cool down for a while.
The arcanist next to the portal waved his hand to unfold the light curtain, and in the dim hall, the black dragon Mirapoos urn said angrily, "Your Majesty, we have arrived safely. β
Romrose nodded, but there was no trace of joy on his face. He looked at the portal, and his tone was extremely gloomy: "With the portal supported by the Red Alliance, the entire empire can only teleport seven thousand people per day. We don't have a separate territory in the New World, we can only stand in the wilderness, what's the point?"
The White Dragon Princess, Galasheen, said eagerly, "At least it's a shelter, and we're okay...... Nanshan is making a comeback!"
Greta sighed: "Nanshan is a place to pick chrysanthemums, not a place of refuge. β
She also persuaded: "But Your Majesty, the greater significance of relocating the population to the New World is to get His Majesty Bahamut to recognize our empire, which is much better than us completely entrusting ourselves to the Red Union." β
Romerrose waved his hand and said, "I know very well that this kind of recognition is not something to be proud of, but just to win the mercy of the platinum dragon god." β
He nodded to the Arcanist, and the scene in the light curtain unfolded by the Arcanist changed to a vast, green mountain, river, and lake.
The view zooms in and out of a river bend to reveal a nascent town, with several buildings built up by quick stone and metal skeletons, and several large robotic arms busy.
In addition to the infrastructure workers, only groups of teenagers and old people were seen in the town. Young men and women wear uniform uniforms, shout trumpets, and are led by their instructors, busy like tug-of-war by the river.
The hundred-meter-tall barrier tower in the center of town was probably the only building that was nearing completion, and the protective barrier had not yet been rolled out. On the top of the tower, a red flag waved in the wind, and the golden smiling sun and five pentagram stars in the upper left corner of the flag were unusually clear.
"Look at Richie and their ......"
Romrose's tone gradually became firmer: "They are only going to send old people and children to the New World, and they are moving slower than all of us. β
"What does that mean?"
"This shows that His Highness Kiri did not deceive me......"
"Not only do they only see the New World as a refuge, they don't pay much attention to it, and the power they put into it is very limited. β
"The vast majority of their power is focused on how to defeat the Goddess of Order and stop her from destroying the Old World. β
He lifted the gray and black cloak behind his back, turned around and left: "I won't go to the New World!
Galashin shouted in disappointment and surprise: "Your Majesty!......?
Romulos didn't look back or stop: "As my representative, you go to the Platinum Dragon Hall to take care of our people." If you want to return to your people, or go to your ancestors, I won't stop you. β
Gala Sheen paused: "How could I betray you, Your Majesty!? I just ...... Just ......"
Next to him, Greta chuckled: "Don't say it, if you want to prove your loyalty, just listen to Your Majesty honestly and go to the Platinum Dragon Palace to do your own thing." β
At this time, the portal sounded a ding-dong crack, and the runes changed from a bright red light to a flashing blue light, indicating that it was working normally.
Galashin looked at the ripples of light that the portal had resounded again, then at Romroth's back, and bit her lip: "I will be loyal to Your Majesty, Grita, you?"
Greta shrugged her shoulders and turned around, saying as she went, "There's Mirapoos over there, I don't need to go too, I'm here to be loyal to Your Majesty." β
Galashin was so angry that he wanted to jump to his feet, but the arcanist next to him urged: "Your Highness, your level is too high, you can complete the cooldown early if you go over early." β
The white dragon princess stepped into the light curtain with great confusion and reluctance, and after the light wave stopped swinging, the door frame lit up red again.
In the spiral staircase of the tower, Romross explained to Gryta: "The affairs of His Majesty Ranna's side will be connected with him by you with full authority on my behalf, and the bottom line is...... There is no bottom line, you can grasp it yourself, in short, the purpose is to make his Darkmoon Legend network able to deliver all kinds of resources that we desperately need. β
Greta asked, "Can you ignore the conflict with the adventurer Aung Hlaing, will it put His Majesty under unnecessary pressure?"
Romulos chuckled, like a sneer and like a wry smile: "At this time, where can I take care of so much, and I allow the adventurer Aung Hye to operate within the territory of the empire, which is already a big concession." β
"Don't I know what the chances of an Transcendent being becoming a user of Aung Hye will be to become a Crimson Follower?"
"From the beginning of the Adventurer Commune to the present, how many talents have we sent to the Red Union?"
"Five thousand, fifty thousand, no, at least one hundred and fifty thousand!"
"The Red Union has provided us with a lot of equipment, materials and materials, but the Red Federation itself says that talent is the most valuable. β
"And now their aid has slowed down, and Konstantin says they're having trouble too, and I know he's not lying. β
"Then I'll be self-reliant, Kirly...... No, does Richie still have a position to accuse me?"
Greta sighed: "Actually, if Your Majesty agrees, they can help the empire arm dozens of legions of land forces. β
Romrose spread his hands: "And then? Smile at the sun flag, don't you want the king and the gods to sing, and a million troops rush into Tros and hang me in the street lamp?"
"It's not my concern, even my old friend of the Red Federation, Kettins, advised me that the friendship treaty of Kiriti should not be signed. β
Greta suddenly said: "No wonder His Royal Highness Qili has rarely contacted His Majesty recently, was he very unhappy when His Majesty rejected her at that time?"
Romeros shook his head: "Not really, she knows me and knows that I won't accept this treaty, and that call ......"
He stopped, his gaze piercing the window and casting his gaze into the distant sky: "It's actually quite pleasant, I don't know her true identity until now." β
Greta didn't speak, but her eyes overflowed with anticipation.
She knew the answer, but she knew too much to be sure which was true.
Regarding Qili's identity, there were many contradictory news from the Red Federation before, but the Red Federation officials and Qi Li herself did not respond.
Now it seems that at least there was a response to Romrose.
The corners of Romrose's mouth curled slightly, and he sighed: "So, I still can't get rid of the haze of that guy Rich." β
Greta suddenly appeared, it seems that the rumored little Qili exists, and the big and small Qili are a person, and they are also Li Qi's sister or sister.
Realizing that he was talking too much, Romulos coughed lightly, gathered his cloak and continued down the stairs.
He changed to a cold tone: "Today I will do the ninth fusion, you go and prepare." β
Grita's expression changed drastically, and he shouted in a low voice: "Your Majesty, absolutely not!"
"The eighth fusion has not yet succeeded......"
Before he finished speaking, the space suddenly darkened, and the air became much stagnant.
Romulos's body clicked and gradually rose to more than three meters, not the majestic and burly physique he had shown before, but a bee waist and bear back, which was extremely vigorous.
The cloak swollen open, and wing bones popped out and stretched out from Romulus's back, bringing a stream of gray-white light on the bones, making the space stretch and twist.
Romulos turned around, his original blonde hair and even eyebrows were gone, as bright as a light bulb.
The next face, even without the beard, made Greta hold her breath.
That's a handsome ...... No, it should be said that it is a demonic face, a work with facial features carved by the hands of a beautiful god, and then eroded and softened by time and flowing water. In the pupils that were as dark as an abyss, bits of white light converged into a vortex, slowly turning like a nebula.
"It's been successful......"
In an ethereal, inhuman voice, Romroth said, "The angel who was reborn from the bones of a demigod angel has been absorbed. β
Greta closed her eyes, suppressed her urge to transform into Romulos's arms, and said with difficulty: "This is still very dangerous, we have calculated together, Your Majesty, the chance of success is less than one in ten." β
"I'm willing to bet one percent," Romulos said, "I don't have time, I definitely don't want to sit helplessly on the throne while the Goddess of Order destroys the world, waiting for someone's rescue." β
"I know what that moment means......"
"If the gods come to save me, it means that I am no longer mortal, and I will become a puppet of the gods. What I have sworn to protect will be completely lost. β
"If it's a strange ...... The Red Union came to my rescue, and that meant that everything I had insisted on in the past was meaningless, and I, Romulus Heather Tuddor, would lose everything that the name stood for. β
"I must have power, myself, those whom I protect, those who follow me, must be saved by me. β
Greta was silent for a moment, bowed her head and saluted, "I'll go and prepare." β
Romrose nodded, and the gray glow erupted, returning to its normal state.
Out of the tower, the two were about to separate, when Greta suddenly said, "Isn't Your Majesty going to see Thewin?"
Romrose was stunned, and was about to say something, when Gryta added: "Thevins is not the weak little girl she used to be, maybe she has a way to help Your Majesty increase the chances of success." β
Romrose subconsciously shook his head suddenly, and then realized.
Greta said something to him: "Even if you don't tell her, you should do something." β
"If the fusion fails and Your Majesty does not survive, there is no need for this empire to exist, and Thevins will not live alone. β
"Unless ......"
"It didn't work before, but now it's different, Your Majesty can try it, let's just be a gamble." β
RomulΓ₯th snorted and turned to walk towards the Queen's bedchamber.
Seeing Romrose's back fade away, Grita sent a message to someone with her sidekick.
"Rollo is determined to immediately attack the ninth fusion. You said you could help, now is the time. β
..................
In the center of the New World, in the Platinum Dragon Palace, in the portal directly related to the various regions of the New World, a white-haired woman walked out.
She tried her best to suppress her breath, and slumped over and walked towards the corner of the hall.
There were several golden dragons hovering in mid-air, and they sensed the aura of the same kind but different races, and the bloodline was not yet noble.
Seeing clearly that it was a white dragon, the golden dragons let out a cold snort of disdain, shook their wings and left.
The white dragon let out a cloudy breath and continued to walk towards the area where his people were.
The Platinum Dragon Hall is the headquarters of the "Finn Salvation Platinum Alliance", and the members of each faction of the alliance have sent their own staff members to communicate with each other here and support the relocation of their own forces.
In addition, there is another important task, which is to adjust the sub-plane mask of the New World, so that this sub-plane can withstand the devastating blow of the Goddess of Order to the main plane.
In the past, this work had to be done by the casters of gods or at least demigods, but relying on the source magic field wave theory given by Chilian and Hathaway's magic particles, now gods and demigods only need to make rules and build frameworks. Specific jobs can be given to lower-tier, but more numerous, casters.
Therefore, the Platinum Dragon Hall was crowded with mages from the Red Federation, mages from the Dawning Empire and the Free Magic Alliance. Other small forces, although not qualified to participate in the formulation of the rules, are still allowed to check the progress of the work to ensure that all parties do not bury targeted backdoors in the secondary masks. As the first Lord of Justice, Goodness and Light, Bahamut was very selfless.
Since there are technicians, there are security guards.
In addition to the golden dragon, each faction also sent its own guards.
The white dragon princess Galashin came with this name, the god of the white dragon and the patriarch, that is, her father, have returned to the dragon's lair here, she misses Romrose, and has made a dragon knight contract with Romrose, and she has not and cannot return to her own clan, so she is naturally afraid of colliding with her own kind.
As she was walking in a hurry, she was suddenly blocked by a cold, stinging shield of light, the feeling that numbed her soul, with the pain and pleasure that she had not seen for a long time, surprised her.
"Sadar!?"
She screamed, and sure enough, the armored warrior not far away flicked off the mask, revealing an unremarkable middle-aged man's face.
"Jia, Jia......"
Sardar pointed at her, stunned when he saw an acquaintance but couldn't name him.
"Sure enough, a lowly human like you doesn't deserve to remember my name!"
Galasheen gritted her teeth with her arms in her arms, and said hatefully, stopping the deep sense of loss and frustration from flowing out of her arms.
"White Dragon Princess, ......"
Sardar didn't bother to dig up his memories with his ethereal spirit, and said solemnly: "What are you doing here? β
Galashin snorted, "Is this the Platinum Dragon Hall or the Crimson Temple?"
Sardar shook his head: "Of course not, but it needs to be informed, Chapter VI of the Agreement of the Alliance, Article 7 of the Code of Conduct for the Relations of Members within the Alliance......"
"Alright, alright!"
Galashin interrupted irritably: "You're still just a guard, that's because of that!"
Sardar grinned, "This is the result of my efforts, and you know me so well?"
Just as Galashin rolled his eyes, his face sank: "As a competent guard, I'm sorry I can't let you pass." β
Galashin was so angry that he raised his fist and slammed it: "What have you done to me, and now you have to embarrass me, you, do you have a conscience!"
The golden dragon in mid-air looked over here, and in the thousand-meter-high, cloud-shrouded dome of the Dragon Palace, there was even a supreme idea cast, making the two people who were beating and blocking suddenly stiffen into sculptures.
The "sculpture" of the white dragon princess lost its balance and slowly fell into Sadar's arms, and Sadar seemed to be happy to see it and did not stop it.
It's not that there's any tacit understanding between them, and it's not that the idea of casting them is fixing them.
Instead, the hall was trembling, like the Platinum Dragon Hall of the Titan Giant Palace, which was actually trembling, and puffs of smoke and dust were shaking out of the walls.
Above the dome of the Dragon Palace, that small thought had just been cast, and a vast divine thought of the same origin was talking to another god.
"Your Majesty, such a ...... What's the point of strange things?"
The Goddess of Life responded: "I want to see if only the path of the Crimson Lady can achieve the unity of man and God on the level of life, and break through the barrier between gods and mortals." β
Bahamut revealed the details: "Is it because the priesthood of life has been newly presented on the side of the Crimson Lady, so that the mortal life form has been extended to the level of the gods, so that you are not far behind, hoping to create a new life that is comparable to the gods, but has a mortal foundation, right?"
Sebeni was also polite: "Evolution is the inherent nature of life, I have not brought out the priesthood of reproduction and reproduction, and the root of life is no longer monopolized, so it is natural to carry forward evolution as my new priesthood." β
Bahamut sighed: "There is an evolution on the Crimson God side, you will have an evolution, what will the new world become?"
"It is uncertain whether it will succeed or not, but it depends on whether His Majesty is genuinely supportive." Moreover, isn't this new world just a laboratory, or even an incubator? The new world belongs only to the eternal order. β
Bahamut groaned, and a wisp of divine thought was staring at Galashin and Sardar, strange that a female white dragon who had already made a dragon knight contract with the man chosen by the gods would flirt with another man.
At this moment, the mind froze.
At this time, the Platinum Dragon Hall began to tremble, to be precise, the entire New World plane was trembling.
Bahamut and Sebeni subconsciously projected their thoughts upwards to see what was going on.
Before the divine thought came out of the secondary mask, the vast divine voice came down from the top of Finn, that is, the Heavenly Mountain.
"Bahamut, thank you for bringing together the best of the old world here......"
"You should understand that all the life, all the souls that exist here, are a great threat to the eternal order......"
"For the sake of eternal order, I will not hesitate to give up myself, how can I allow such variables to exist......
Only by sitting on the top of the Heavenly Mountain can such a divine sound be transmitted to the whole world, and Bahamut was so shocked that his mind froze for a while.
A wisp of his divine thought broke through the ice with great difficulty, and he asked angrily: "I thought that there should be a tacit understanding between us. β
The divine voice is still lingering, and the divine thought reaches Bahamut: "As Haim, I have a tacit understanding with you......"
"But I'm not just Haim now......"
"Sorry, Bahamut ......"
"Your return mission is actually to bring about my eternal order......"
The divine thought rushed, and the divine sound still rippled on the sky.
Then cracks appeared, and then turned into hundreds of millions of golden divine thunder, devouring the entire sky.
The sub-dimensional mask of the New World shattered under the boundless divine power of the great shore.
In the golden light, a pillar of black qi slammed down, directly above the Platinum Dragon Palace, supporting the platinum dragon bone of the Golden Dragon Enchantment.