Chapter 886: Beyond the Shadow of Time
"It's beautiful. β
Gala raised her eyes, stared at a surging iron light, and smiled: "Is that his big group......? The opponents of the Heavenly Genealogy are indeed not to be underestimated!"
"Do you want to continue the temptation?"
Hercules finally finished sharpening his sword, and waited with his chin in rest.
"No, not necessarily. β
Gala shook her head regretfully: "Although I hope the banquet can last longer, the organizers can't wait...... There aren't that many resources left to splurge anymore. β
With that, he glanced meaningfully at the tall bone tower behind him in the distance.
The Bone Tower towered in the darkness, leaving no response.
Only an indifferent gaze overlooking the battlefield.
Wait for the pieces to move on their own, win or lose.
"Convey my commands. β
On the golden chariot, Gala slowly got up, grinned, and showed the sharp outline of her teeth: "Leave no reserves, according to the plan, press all the forces on the battlefield, no retreat, no hesitation, no slack!"
He said: "βThe time for the decisive battle has come!"
So, at that moment, the battlefield once again ushered in new changes.
On the throne of the Suncaster, Huai Shi couldn't help but frown.
Feel a sudden increase in stress.
The surging Kuroshio Tide seemed to be boiling, and behind a high wall of dozens of distorted angels, it was pressed towards the Land of Dusk.
The hordes of hell that have fallen into madness rush forward without hesitation, regardless of the cost.
The operation of the Land of Twilight suddenly became tight.
I felt the pressure like never before.
What made Huai Shi even more nervous was that the huge cycle she had built up by relying on the entire Dusk Country through essentia armament was unexpectedly unsustainable for a while.
Although to others, it was only a momentary delay, but for the Great Priest, there was no doubt that this was the most deadly.
Once the cycle is broken, it means that the integration of the entire Dusk Country cannot be maintained, and each part will be disjointed, turning into a plate of scattered sand, forced to fight on its own.
Even if there is nothing to be seen on the surface except for a slight decline, it is almost doomed.
Fortunately, there is also its own large group and essentia armed existence, and there is also an efficient operation matrix such as the Land of Dusk, which can be continued in time.
But these already gave him a faint sense of strangeness.
It's as if something has been ignored by itself.
He pinched his chin, and his mind wandered in such a tense battlefield.
Focused thinking.
What's the problem?
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"Yes, it's the Great Priest. β
In an illusory temple? Zeus raised his eyes? He seemed surprised, "How nice are you as a patron?" It's a pity? It's a bit weird. β
"Again, it's the contractor. β
Tong Ji cheeks? Looking at the changes in the field, he smiled: "Because you want to turn into a cloud?" So it's a bit of a no-brainer? He didn't seem to understand yet. β
"Yun Zhongjun, you didn't even tell him anything?"
Zeus looked at her in surprise, "If Poseidon were here, he would definitely laugh out loud when he saw such a nondescript appearance." β
"It's not a kid again. How much am I talking about? How detailed is the reasoning? If you don't understand it, you still don't understand it, so it's better to experience and comprehend it yourself. β
Tong Ji said indifferently: "On the contrary, it is the way you Greeks, who take care of what they see to the end, and there is a problem with the way they get home, right?"
"Isn't that what the so-called favor is?" said Zeus, "sustenance and love? Grant shelter in the hope that humanity will be able to achieve something. β
Tong Ji smiled? Didn't speak.
Because of this, the vast majority of those who are favored will be trained to become 'Ma Bao'.
Fulfilled by the favor of the gods? The price is perdition by God's providence. How fickle is the love of the gods, and how cold is it? Relying on this kind of thing? In the end, it will only bring about its own destruction.
"It's yours? It's going to be ridiculous. β
Zeus indifferently asked: "How can a contractor who has not fulfilled because of you not believe in your favor care care?"
"Of course, it's by 'love'. β
Tong Ji blinked mischievously and smiled: "'Love' can change everything." β
"Kills everything, doesn't it?"
Zeus snorted and didn't say anything more, or ...... What has been understood. When he looked at the battlefield, he became pity.
It's like looking at a middle school student who is forced to answer a high math questionnaire.
Admittedly, that's the perfect cycle.
But still, something is lacking!
That's still the 'Great Priest', not the 'King in the Clouds'.
It is also a miracle to maintain order and revise Vientiane, the Great Priest and Yun Zhongjun are born from the same origin, but there are key differences between them.
These are the key to the road of Tianwen, which can be said to be the two key points of 'one body and two sides'.
The specialty of the Great Priest is the correct way of existence of living beings and races, but what Yun Zhongjun focuses on is the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers, the rotation of the four seasons, and the harmony of all things.
There is a decisive difference between the same and the many.
If the focus of the Great Priest's order is the 'many' represented by the 'group', then the focus of Yun Zhongjun should be the 'one' represented by 'me'!
Rain, snow, thunder and lightning, four hours of rotation, with me as the axis!
The two themselves are indistinguishable, and it is precisely because of the difference between the two that the Tianwen Road will be divided into two routes from the foundation.
Even if they end up in the same place, this is a problem that needs to be solved at a later stage.
But now the two roads have been merged, putting the problem in front of Huai Shi in advance.
Zeus tasted divine wine and overlooked the battlefield.
Start looking forward to what's next.
If you can't maintain a balance between the 'many' and the 'one', and you just blindly sacrifice and lose your position, you will suffer......
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At the same time, Huai Shi suddenly realized from his contemplation.
I felt like I was just a little short of the real answer, but it was too late.
An anomaly has appeared!
The cycle of the Great Priest's life has not been broken, the crows are still soaring above the battlefield, the incarnation of essentia weapons is also in their own duties, and everything is operating as usual in the three layers inside and outside the Land of Dusk.
The self-inspection, including the permafrost hearth, also found no problems.
But why...... The premonition of death came suddenly?!
When he lifted his eyes and looked into the distance, he caught a glimpse of the vast outline rising from the deepest part of the darkness, the center of the great swarm of hell.
As the heavy felt is lifted, the sleeping behemoth underneath it props up its body with the help of wheels and power, revealing its body to the light shining in the distance.
What is that?
Gigantic hell giraffe?
Huai Shi subconsciously rubbed his eyes, incomprehensible.
At the end of his line of sight was a huge wooden structure hundreds of meters high, with a thick body, four rudimentary pillars, and even a comical head propped up from its neck.
It is also smeared with conspicuous fuel.
It's like a horse...... A ......
At that moment, Huai Shi was terrified.
A Trojan Horse!
And on the broad back of the huge wooden horse, Hercules, who had been waiting for a long time, smiled, raised his arm, and slashed it with the blade of his sword, spilling blood.
"Sacrifice the blood of heroes today, and repeat the glory of the past!"
He raised his head and shouted to the sun wheel above the heavenly firmament: "O merciful gods, please send down another miracle!"
At that moment, a miracle fell from heaven!
A long, long time ago, a great feat engraved on history, it is difficult to distinguish between real and illusory distant legends.
It is synonymous with cunning, the embodiment of conspiracy, and the rich and colorful ending of the long struggle on the ground because of the ownership of the golden apple.
At the same time, it was also a crucial fuse when the immortal city of Troy fell!
As early as when Pandora presented the golden apple, the foreshadowing of this moment had already been laid.
After a long period of patience and waiting, now, the long-dormant terrifying killing move has been revealed on the battlefield with the arrival of the decisive battle!
A lore created by the Grand Master Publius himself.
"βMiracle Mark Trojan Horse!"
At that moment, Huai Shi heard the roar of collapse.
There was a loud bang in the Land of Dusk, countless steel screams, and the massive walls began to collapse involuntarily.
The phantom Trojan horse passed through the battlefield, and wherever it passed, no damage could reach its shell, and it seemed to be pulled forward by countless people.
Just like that, swift as lightning, it broke into the heart of the land of twilight.
And the city defense, which is enough to resist countless distortions, collapsed without a fight in front of this Trojan horse.
Now the Land of Twilight has lost all its barriers!
And the huge wooden horse with a strange smile went straight through countless artillery fire and blazing light, and came to the front of the permanent frozen hearth.
As the heavy carapace of the Trojan horse fell apart, out of the darkness, the long-waiting warriors clenched their swords and roared.
Under the leadership of Hercules, the Argonauts, the founders of Publius, have broken through!
In an instant, the paladins of the Charlemagne Order collided in one place, and the fierce battle began.
And in the gradually shattering and burning Trojan horse, there was a last figure slowly walking out.
Hand in hand, the scythe blade was almost naked, with only countless gold ornaments reflecting a soul-like glow.
"How are you, friend!"
Galaang raised his head, stared at Huai Shi on the heart of the permafrost furnace, happily raised the corners of his mouth, and showed Huai Shi the bright dagger in his other hand.
The ornate dagger like a crystal was engraved with countless runes, shrouded in a heavy matrix, and in the glittering facets of the crystal, countless apparitions from hell emerged.
It's as if the essence of hell itself is material.
He held it in his hand.
"I love this thing so much......"
Gala laughed, raised her dagger, backhanded, and stabbed herself in the chest!
Then, a terrifying shadow erupted from his body like a torrent, obscuring the sky and the sun, turning into a volcanic eruption.
At this moment, as Gala advanced, the entire permafrost furnace was in turmoil.
And behind Galad, a solemn and cold phantom slowly emerged.
He rode a dragon-like beast, a poisonous spear in his hand, and three heads were a middle-aged face like an emperor, a bull's head full of cracks, and a skeletal sheep's head that was strange and cold!
Hell Sequence: The Four Pillars of Supremacy
- Asmodeus, show it here!
"Come on, come on, my friend!"
Gala clenched her scythe, feeling the power coming from her shell, laughing and spreading her wings, roaring toward the Suncaster's throne.
"Our 'banquet' has just begun!"