Radiance shone from the canopy.

Along with it fell shadows, shrouding most of Hemtika, including the Misty Zone.

That's a city.

A city that hangs high in the sky like the dawn sun.

The whole body is made of gold, and even in the face of the erosion of the deepest night, it still shines brightly.

The City of Gold.

The ancestors used to call it so.

When this city as magnificent as a small sun appeared over Hemtika, like the dawn breaking through the long night, even the deepest night that devoured the light and distorted the order had to retreat in front of this supreme pure light, and the demons who had not yet had time to evacuate were like torches that had been lit, wailing in despair under the flames of light, leaving only embers in the end.

And this is just the beginning of change.

As the skies of Hemtika shine, the calm seas of the south coast roar and rush with it.

Whirlpool, whirlpool, whirlpool –

The whole sea is as muddy and chaotic as a pot of stirred porridge!

And then

Boom, boom, boom!

With thousands of waterfalls rushing and roaring——

A city rises from below sea level!

It was a mottled ancient city, covered with green moss, and in the distant past, it was the dwelling place of the ancestors, the companion shadow of the city of Hemtika, and the ultimate prison that sealed the great things that flowed from the great source of chaos, its name was Lalaye, the city of Lalaye, who had slept in the depths of the sea, trapped in eternal dreams.

And in older generations, it had another name.

City of Silver.

Gold, Silver, Black Iron –

This is the triple city.

Hemtika was once known as the Triple City, and although it has been covered up in the long course of history, it is no secret to many people who have a heart.

However, few people know that Hemtika is a three-city city, but the legendary city that has been passed down for generations is not Hemtika - if it is true, Hemtika, which towers over the earth like a military fortress, is only one of the three cities.

The City of Black Iron.

Sanlian City is not an upper, lower and misty area separated by a wall of sighs, how could the first generation of ancestors who once opened up the territory of order in the darkness and chaos and ignited the fire of civilization leave such a small handiwork?

Sanlian City is three cities that are closely connected.

According to the unquestionable myths left by the ancestors, it is three cities full of gold, silver and black iron, and it is the ultimate city that will never be broken.

As the lord of Hemtika City and the patriarch of the Golsworthy family, who has kept this secret for generations, Duke Galsworthy naturally knows this secret, but it was not until he really uncovered this hole card that could not be revealed until the last moment and awakened the city of gold and silver, that he had a preliminary and not very clear understanding of the triple city under this earth-shaking and overwhelming momentum.

There is no doubt that it is far more powerful than you think.

Even the Leviathan, the giant beast of the sea that had only almost submerged Hemtika, reappeared at this moment, and I am afraid that it would only collapse in front of the eternal and unbreakable Triple City.

But—

There was a haze in the eyes of the silver-haired and black-eyed Glory, and all the three cities could resist was the calamity from the outside. But the real trouble of Hemtika is not in the Chaos demons and the old family members who feel the call, but in the extinguishing of the fire and the old rulers who gradually revive after the fire is extinguished.

It was a formidable adversary that even the ancestors who possessed the ability to create the world found difficult.

It is also the cornerstone of the existence of the territory of order.

Once the suppression of the fire is lost, the whole of Hemtika, and even the entire Triple City, will be dragged into its eternal dream, and then-

No one survived.

Therefore, no matter how magnificent and vast the Sanlian City is, it has no meaning at this time.

The ultimate means of defense left by the ancestors may be able to defend against the ultimate evil beasts that appear in the world of order with the tide of chaos, but they are unable to face those old rulers who have fought against the ancestors.

After all, the so-called Old Rulers refer to the great beings who preceded the opening of the world and originated from the great source of chaos, their very existence symbolizes the blind and foolish will of chaos, their existence itself is the ultimate interpretation of dark chaos, not to mention fighting, mortals will be assimilated by chaos just by looking directly at their distorted and chaotic form, and just inadvertently hearing their whispers is enough to incur madness.

They and men, and the glorious ones, and the sword-bearers, and the high demons, and the chosen ones—

It's not a one-dimensional thing at all.

Do they have ill will towards humanity?

The answer may be beyond the expectations of most people, they have no ill will towards humanity, and what they want to destroy is never humanity, but only the territory of order opened up by their ancestors in the darkness and emptiness.

Humans are nothing more than insignificant little ants that happen to live in this area.

But even if you are an ant, you have the power to survive.

Even the ancient gods who existed before the opening of the world have no right to deprive them!

There was a fire burning in his chest, but Duke Goldsworthy's expression was unusually cold, he withdrew his gaze, and then made a round of the central square of Hemtika, with his dark pupils, and made a voice as tough and cold as steel:

"I know what you're thinking," his voice was loud, but it was enough to rejoice the attention of the Glory, "this is the last and strongest defense that the Triple City has given to Hemtika by the ancestors. ”

The two ancestors already had extraordinary magic in the hearts of the Glory, and Duke Goldsworthy injected a tranquilizer into everyone's hearts with a simple sentence, causing the entire venue to fall silent.

"But even so, Hemtika is dead. "As soon as the conversation turned, there was no hope for Wen Yan, let alone beating around the bush, the city lord of Hemtika directly uncovered the bloody truth," the fire of Hemtika has been extinguished, and the minions of chaos under the deep sea are ready to move at this moment, and the ancient gods who have fought against the ancestors are peeking at us in the endless abyss. ”

He paused, his razor-sharp eyes scanning the room.

"With all due respect, this is a losing war, I see no hope of victory, and there is no possibility of redemption for Hemtika. His words were like sharp knives that plunged straight into the chests of the attendees, leaving everyone silent in their anguish, "Yet—what awaits us is not the end of the world, nor the fate of death that will come to us, but also hope that awaits us." ”

There was a long silence, as if waiting for something, as if something was brewing.

Duke's eyes as deep as night interlaced the eyes of the room.

Then, he said, word by word:

"Kill it. ”

"Fight your way out - fight your way out of Hemtika, fight your way out of the deepest night, don't hesitate or hesitate, our goal is the holy city of Hammurabi. ”

"If the Chaos Sect is in the way, kill!"

"If it's a high-level demon blocking the way, kill!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a war, a war that has continued since our ancestors broke through the darkness and chaos, a war between order and chaos. ”

"There is no retreat for you, me, and each of us, all we can do is to forge a path out of the thorns everywhere. ”

"Then forward. ”

"Maybe it's going to be difficult, maybe it's a trip full of corpses, maybe all of us here will be buried in a different land, but I ask you - are you afraid!"

There was a brief silence.

Then a uniform reply resounded in the air.

"Nope!"

"No......" Duke's voice suddenly lowered, but the next moment it suddenly rose up, "maybe, but I'm afraid, even now, the fear in my heart lingers—I am afraid of the boundless divine power of the ancient gods who once dominated the darkness and chaos in the past, and I am afraid of the layers of fog with an uncertain future, and even more afraid of ...... I cannot lead you in the depths of the night, nor can I lead you to Hammurabi!"

"But I don't have a choice. ”

"There is only one death to stay here. ”

"The flame of Hemtika can be extinguished, but the spirit of the glorious one must not be cut off here. "So answer me—do you want to lay down your sword and meet the coming death with me, or do you want to follow me in the long night with the torch and fight your way through iron and blood, blood and glory?" ”

"Answer me!"

Thousands of glorious people expressed similar emotions in different words, and then ...... In the oppressive and passionate atmosphere of the scene, they gradually unified under the same slogan.

"We are the Glory!"

Like a mountain, like a tsunami, and even more like a wave covering a wave.

Needless to say, the mere title "Glory" is enough to tell them about their attitude.

"Good. However, Duke Goldsworthy's expression did not fluctuate, he just looked at them, looked at them, until everyone regained their composure, until the meeting room was calm again, and then he said in an ancient voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, there is not much time left for us, the old rulers who have been sealed under Hemtika may drag us into eternal dreams at any time in the illusion, so I have only half an hour for you to prepare, and we will meet here in half an hour." ”

"And set off—"

There was no need to discuss the collection and organization of supplies, and the council began to work on this long before the assembly began.

There was no need to integrate the team and adjust the interests of the various families, and this aspect of the matter had been discussed and completed while he was unconscious, and a preliminary consensus was reached under the high pressure of life and death.

There is no need to integrate the team, because the formation of the team is arranged in the annual emergency plan.

This world ...... It's not that you can't function without someone.

No matter how noble and great a person is, compared to the whole society, the whole civilization is so insignificant.

So, in the last half hour, he was going to meet someone, to meet someone who had to go.

His name was Brandon and he was the Patriarch of the Order's Hemtika Branch.

At the same time, he is also a great sword wielder.

The Order's hidden presence in Hemtika, the fourth Great Sword Bearer.