A splash splashes and the water rushes into a makeshift puddle.

Each puddle is a parallel world that repeats itself over and over again.

They disguise themselves as tributaries of time, but they are really just traps.

With a bang, a few reckless fish crashed headlong into it.

This unstable time and space is almost defenseless for outsiders.

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Under the golden sunset, two armies intertwined on the plain.

"For my lord!"

After the knights shouted this, colorful flames erupted from their bodies, and with speed and agility far beyond ordinary people, they brandished their weapons and rushed down the slope.

On the opposite side, there is a team of centaurs, wizards, giants and goblins.

They used their own ways to participate in the war.

Because of their size, the giants rushed to the front.

They threw stones, uprooted trees for weapons, and shook the ground with every step they took, the smallest of them being three stories tall and weighty, and rampage.

From time to time, knights with extraordinary strength were swept off their horses by giants with trees.

Ordinary knights are no match for them at all, these guys have thick skin and thick flesh, and they are extremely powerful, which is really a rare meat shield.

Only a few great knights, who have stimulated their respective bloodline powers, can barely entangle these giants.

Fortunately, the number of giants was not large, only more than thirty, but they were scattered on the battlefield, which seriously disrupted the formation of the Knights.

"Pastor! What about the priest! How long does it take to summon the Holy Spirit Angel? ”

On the slope, in the still standing line, a captain was roaring angrily.

"Captain, it will take at least a quarter of an hour to summon the angel, and this is already the fastest."

"Damn, the second team is up with me, rush out from the flanks, and be sure to break up those giants!"

Another team rushed forward and joined the battle from the left.

With their extraordinary strength, they were very fast, and their two feet could run as fast as a car at 300 yards per hour.

With this impact, he knocked down several giants in one fell swoop and rushed towards the rear team, and the wizard who was caught off guard was attacked by them in close quarters, suffering heavy casualties.

"The centaur's bow and arrows are limp and powerless! Or a giant chopping happily! ”

The captain at the head brandished his two-handed greatsword, slashed down a giant at once, and then turned around and slashed out a sharp sword light, and the soaring aura broke the elf's imprisonment curse.

"Hey!"

With a breath of air, he shrugged down, dodging the rocks and kicking down a goblin that was about to sneak up.

It was comparable to an elephant's full kick and killed the goblin who didn't have time to teleport on the spot.

From a distance, the situation on the field is quite favorable.

The giants are all dead, and the wizards have been rushed in by several big knights to kill them, and there are already signs of collapse.

The elves are apparitions everywhere, and the various enchanted weapons in their hands have caused a lot of damage.

This goblin-enchanted weapon has a unique demon-breaking property that allows it to penetrate the knights' extraordinary powers and injure them.

As for the centaurs····· This group of self-esteemed fellows had no intention of actually joining the battle, and after seeing that the bows and arrows were basically ineffective, they spread their hooves and ran.

"Tell the priests and let the angels heal us! Hear me clearly! ”

The head of the Order stood on a high slope and gave orders to the heralds.

"Skatut, are we going to win?"

A woman in a hunting suit trotted all the way on a little red horse, shouting from afar.

She has delicate skin as smooth as porcelain, a beautiful face, and her whole body is full of youthful vitality.

"Your Royal Highness, how can you come to the battlefield?"

Skillfully turning over and dismounting, the princess smiled and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"I just want to see this war with my own eyes." 、

She said as she approached the regimental leader.

The latter had to follow closely and keep an eye on the vicinity so as not to fall any arrows.

This place is actually very close to the battlefield, and there is no guarantee that some goblins will teleport over to kidnap and sneak attack.

The leader of the knights concentrated on his body, lifted the qi and blood of his whole body, strengthened his five senses, and paid attention to the grass and trees around him.

In this state, even if a wizard or some other magical creature suddenly appears with magic, he will instantly notice it, and before the other party can recover from the momentary stiffness, he will raise his sword and slash at it.

"Really, Scatut, you've always been so old-fashioned, why are you so serious when you see me?"

When they walked to no one's place, the guards around them also tacitly walked a little farther away, leaving space for the two to be alone.

At this moment, the princess suddenly turned around, approached with a smile, and whispered in the ear of the head of the knights.

From afar, looking at the past, it seems like a struggle between the ears of a couple.

"Princess, Her Royal Highness ·········· Princess"

Captain Scatutt was like a real young boy, his face was so red that he lowered his head, not daring to look at it.

"Skatut, you know what? Actually···········"

The princess's voice was nice and soft, like a nightingale in spring.

Skatut inadvertently moved closer.

A dagger painted dark green pierced through his waist and pierced through his internal organs.

One hit and retreated.

“·········· Actually, I'm not a princess! ”

The unbelievable Captain Skatut only fell to his knees in pain, the deadly toxin already seeping in.

Even knights whose bodies are beyond ordinary people can't survive anymore.

"Inquisition, Nightingale, ordered to hunt heretics!"

When the guards saw that it was not good, they found only a stamp engraved with an inverted cross on the ground.

Later, when filling out the battle report, all the officers invariably skipped the matter, defining Skatut as being assassinated by the elves.

Such things, in the vicinity of the same battlefield, more than a dozen large and small happened.

Maybe it's some big soldier, maybe it's some knight's squire, or maybe it's some guy or cook who has been drafted·········· There were even serfs.

In the non-human part, in addition to centaurs, goblins and wizards have also been assassinated··········

There is only one thing that both sides tacitly complied with after the war, and that is to conceal the real cause of the death of these people who are not human.

Every time, every few years, armed conflicts, large or small, break out, and these supposedly horrific assassinations, the cover of war, suddenly become justified.

No one ever questions why people die on the battlefield, and people die on the battlefield, isn't that normal?

Following the arrangement of the Great Will, the Inquisition firmly excludes heresy, regardless of the status or status of the other party.

War can reasonably destroy any heresy, even if the latter is the Pope, the Lord of the Empire.

One parallel world after another was created, attracting outsiders, and then strangled one by one.

These carefully arranged traps look like a normal world, but they are like an abyss that can never be filled, quietly engulfing a large number of souls from the other world.

Then, when there are no more fish to take the bait, these useless parallel worlds will become a real historical puzzle, return to the river, and be inserted into the real history by the great spirit in the underworld, and become a predetermined destiny.

Everything is developing in a good direction.