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Among the cities built by mankind since the redemption of the continent, Roman City is the oldest and most magnificent one.

The Romance Dynasty built its capital here, and in two hundred years, the city expanded tenfold. Later, the Pompeii Empire was inherited to this day, and it has been expanded one after another, and now the scale of Roman City is not only the largest of the Salvation Continent, but even compared to those heroic cities of the God-given Continent in history.

However, such a majestic city is now crowded and chaotic.

A large number of refugees from the northeast almost overwhelmed Roman City. The original vacant houses were all rented out, and even the dilapidated warehouses were scrambled for them. On both sides of the originally spacious street, shacks have been erected. Almshouses and churches are even more overcrowded.

There are more people, and what affects all aspects is the impact.

The neat streets became overflowing with sewage and muddy. The supply of grain, vegetables and meat in the market also immediately became tight. Cases of theft and murder have multiplied several times in a short period of time. A fire in a shack in a crowded slum north of the city killed many people.

And that's what happened in the first ten days.

In the past month or so, the city defense army has directly set up a card to close the city. Only 300 approved refugees are allowed to enter the city every day. This essentially closes the access of ordinary civilians to Roman City. Even some low-ranking nobles and wealthy people had to find a way to get a few settlement papers.

As a result, there were more and more tents outside the city. Eventually, several large walled cities were formed.

People temporarily live in the walled city, rushing around for three meals a day, and racking their brains to get a document to enter the city, at all costs.

There are those who spend huge sums of money to drill camps, some are labeled as nobles, flattering and flattering, and some do not hesitate to betray **.

In a way, a Roman city, inside and outside the city, is the difference between heaven and hell.

However, even if you are lucky enough to enter the city, life is still in fear. In addition to the soaring prices and the difficulty of life, what everyone is most worried about is that they don't know when the demons will call.

It's not like it used to be.

Go back a few months, and when it comes to demons, it's still a very distant thing. The insurmountable Broken Sky Mountain Range is the strongest city wall, and in addition to the description in the books, everyone's impression of the demons is only on those vague and unsightly figures under the fortress of Farrington.

Many people can't even tell the difference between demons and abyss demons, and some people firmly believe that demons are actually another kind of demonic beasts, and the war with demons is like dealing with the tide of beasts.

But now, the demons are coming.

Not in the east of the Broken Sky Mountain Range, but really set foot in the Salvation Continent.

Nothing can stop them anymore. In just two months, the northeastern part of the Pompeii Empire has been eroded. In front of the demon army, the human army was almost crushed at the touch of a button.

This unattainable catastrophe has finally happened. It's like people always say that the sky can't fall, but on this day, the sky is falling!

The shadow of death looms over everyone.

Whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, whether it is rich or poor.

When will the demons defeat Roman City, where will they flee in the future, and will the end of mankind really come like this? These problems cannot be covered up by the tireless rush of busy life. As soon as it calms down, people will think, they will be anxious, they will be afraid.

This fear has hit many people. I saw that there were people in the heavenly city who committed suicide because of this.

For many people, committing suicide because they are afraid of demons is a difficult logic to understand. After all, whether the demons are coming or the sky is falling, the most difficult thing in life is death at most. Why seek your own death now?

However, only those who have been tormented by fear and have died of death know that it is a relief.

Fear is not after the butcher's knife is waved, but when it is raised.

The longer you stay, the deeper the torment of fear.

Every day, people gather at the Ignorance Hall, the bulletin board of the government cabinet and the military, the mission hall of the mercenaries, and places such as markets and taverns where they can get information about the outside world, and inquire and discuss. I hope for even the slightest bit of good news.

For example, everyone heard that in the province of Cannotti, a baron led a dozen armed knights and a magic apprentice under his command, and killed dozens of demons. It turns out that the demons are nothing to be afraid of. There have already been a number of fugitive nobles who have decided to unite and turn back to the demons.

Everyone also heard that the Knights of Thor, the Knights of War, and the Templar Order of the Holy See, the most elite of the Empire, have attacked the defense line of Kalo City in the east several times and severely defeated the demons. As a result, the demon army has now stopped moving westward, and it has not been able to advance an inch in the past week.

Also, the Philae Empire has mobilized the whole country. Famous for their cavalry, they will dispatch heavy cavalry to fight the demons to the death. The Saint-Solan Empire also mobilized the whole country and gathered a coalition army to fight the enemy in the north. Not only have the powerhouses of the continent come out one after another, but even those alien races that have parted ways with humans are ready to unite.

Every exciting piece of news will make people talk about it repeatedly, like a piece of dry and fragrant beef, chewed repeatedly.

Humans are perhaps the most self-comforting race in the world, and the easiest to adapt to disasters.

Earthquakes, fires, droughts, floods, diseases, plagues, wars, loss of loved ones...... In the short period of 100 years of life, people have experienced all kinds of tribulations. However, if you look closely, you will see that they always get back on their feet before you know it.

A woman who has lost her husband carries the burden of life on her weak shoulders. Children who have lost their parents have been sleek and resilient in the market. Farmers whose lives have been destroyed by natural disasters will once again sow seeds when spring comes, and destroyed cities will be prosperous again in a few years.

In the face of all kinds of disasters, people can always use the shortest time to bury their pain in the deepest part of their memory, how to live and how to live.

It's the same with the demon invasion.

After the initial fears, in recent weeks people have finally gradually adapted to the pressure. Although a large number of refugees still arrive in Roman City every day, although prices are still soaring and life is becoming more and more difficult, everyone is pleased to find that the pace of the demon attack does not seem to be as fast as imagined.

It has been nearly three months since the demons invaded the Salvation Continent.

Indeed, in the early days of the war, the Pompeii Empire lost a large amount of land, losing one defeat after another. But according to the analysis of many people, it was just a sudden loss.

The northeastern provinces have always been the hinterland of the Pompeii Empire. It does not have a border with the Philip Empire, the Solan Empire. As a result, the Empire had very few garrisons in this direction, and occasionally some were only used to maintain law and order and deter rebels and bandits. Its combat effectiveness is not ranked at all in the emperor ** team sequence.

Therefore, when the demons invaded, most of the people who fought against them were the private armies of some local nobles.

The combat effectiveness of these private armies is not very good, and there is no unified deployment and coordination between them, so they are naturally not the opponents of the demon race. Moreover, for three hundred years, the fear brought by the word demon has long been engraved into the bone marrow. At this moment, it is suddenly encountered, and no one will inevitably panic.

In addition, the demons are good at using magic mist, and the combat methods and tactics used are completely different from the internal wars of the human race, so it is inevitable to lose a few battles in the early stage.

However, now that the elite legions of the Empire have begun to assemble and mobilize, the flames of war have spread to the Philip Empire and the Solan Empire. Just like after the flood, the pressure on the empire is much smaller than before.

Supported by all kinds of exciting good news, some people optimistically estimate that it will take at least one or two decades for the demons to reach Roman City, which is located in the Midwest.

Didn't the war between man and demon last for a hundred years?

Although the strength of human beings today is far inferior to that of three hundred years ago, after all, the demon race came from the east of the Broken Sky Mountain Range over the mountains and mountains, and the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and they are inferior to the humans fighting on the ground in terms of logistics and troops. The advantages and disadvantages are offset, and the situation is probably not much different from three hundred years ago.

However, on this day in September, this argument completely collapsed.

As Lucius rode through the city in a carriage, he could smell the unease that permeated the streets, even through the window.

The wheels ran over the sewage from the stone pavement, making a gurgling sound. A few barefoot civilian children sped across the back of the car to the other side of the street, into an alley and disappeared. A middle-aged aunt who was almost bumped into by them let out a high-pitched and rapid curse.

She angrily waved her thick arm in the direction of the alley before leaving.

And at the corner of the street, several men dressed as gentlemen were talking in a low voice, their faces were gloomy, not at all the light-hearted pleasure of meeting acquaintances when they usually walked, and the quarrels that broke out from time to time made them look like mercenaries who were full of gunpowder.

In a blacksmith shop on the side of the street, the barearm blacksmith was still pounding the sword embryo on the anvil.

The voice was still the usual tinkling sound, and even the guy pulling the bellows and the deputy wielding the sledgehammer were in exactly the same posture as usual. It's just that everyone's brows are furrowed tightly, and they seem to be preoccupied.

More people, hurrying through the streets. As far as the eye can see, there is not a single person with a smile on his face. On the entire street, only a few children ran past with a hint of anger. And when the children got into the alley, they were immediately enveloped by a depressing and dead air.

"Hurry up," Lucius said to the coachman, stomping on the floor of the carriage, "to the Colosseum in five minutes." ”

"Yes, my lord. The coachman said respectfully.

He looked up at the gloomy sky and muttered, "This ghost weather, it looks like it's another storm." The whip snapped in the air, causing the carriage to pick up speed.

Soon, the carriage passed through two streets in the eastern part of the Roman City, followed a narrow alley piled with debris, and turned into the side gate of the gladiatorial arena.

By this time, the rain had already fallen.

Under the rain-dripping eaves, Lucius dismounted from the carriage and hurried through the corridors into the gladiator's hall, which was located beneath the gladiator's arena.

The first gladiatorial arena in the city of Roman, the construction of the peak period of the Romance Dynasty, cost a huge amount of money, lasted ten years. It is one of the most famous landmarks of Roman City.

However, ordinary people can only see the majesty and grandeur of the surface of the first gladiatorial arena. But few people know that under the gladiatorial arena, there is an underground world that is far larger than the superstructure.

The underground gladiator hall has a total of three floors. The lowest level was a prison for slaves and convicts. These people cannot be called gladiators. Their role is nothing more than a prop for fun. In terms of status, it is not even comparable to the beasts that are also imprisoned here.

The second floor of the gladiatorial arena is the rest area of the gladiators.

The owners of the major gladiatorial camps would bring the gladiators from the camp here the day before the gladiatorial fight began. Each gladiatorial camp gains a separate area. Food, wine, and even women's supplies are all available. Of course, that was after the gladiator victory.

And before gladiatorial fighting, what gladiators need is quiet, a trainer-assisted state adjustment and a long period of mental adjustment. Every gladiatorial fight is a challenge to death, and no one can guarantee that they will come back alive. Therefore, any mistake made before the game is stupid and fatal.

The top floor is the most essential part of the gladiatorial arena.

It was a paradise for the aristocracy and the rich.

There is a casino, a bar, a ballroom and a banquet hall, and a small cage for private gladiatorial fights. Here, they watch the bloody fights, let the blood boil under the indulgence of bestiality, while enjoying exquisite food, melodious music, and cat-like coquettish women.

Many aristocrats loved to come here for fun. Of course, not everyone can come. The people who have the right to come and go here are the top names in Roman City. And the average small and medium-sized nobles, if they are not in this circle, even if they are lucky enough to get in, they will just provoke cold eyes.

Not to mention who is attached, it's good not to get into trouble.

Lucius didn't like to come here, but from the guards at the gate to the patrolling guards, including the nobles who came and went, they were obviously very familiar with him, and they were all respectful when they met him.

Just as in every mountain and forest, there will be a ruling demonic beast, in the circle under the First Gladiatorial Arena, which can be called the top of the Pompeii Empire, there is also a core existence that everyone must be in awe.

This person is the crown prince of the Pompeii Empire, the great prince Yarman.

And as we all know, Lucius is Yarman's man. For more than a decade, the nobles who surrounded Yarman witnessed Lucius's influence on Yarman more than once.

Lucius was Yarman's chief thinker. It can be said that Yarman was obedient to Lucius.

Normally, when Yarman was having fun, Lucius rarely participated. The Imperial Court Scholar spent more of his time reading in the library of the Royal Palace or the Royal Academy, and his occasional pastime was nothing more than a walk by the lake near the West Mansion of Roman City.

In the absence of Yarman's summons, Lucius was almost non-existent.

He wasn't keen on power, and he didn't have any special hobbies that needed to be satisfied in some special way. Coupled with his quiet and high personality, many people have not seen him appear a few times in Yarman's side for many years.

Sometimes, when Yarman held a banquet, he had to send someone to urge him to show up for a few minutes. They often leave without waiting for the banquet to end.

However, as long as it is urgent, he must be by Yarman's side.

Just like now.

Walking into the gladiator hall, Lucius saw Yarman at a glance.

Tall, sturdy Yarman, with the green eyes and thick curly hair characteristic of Pompeii's royal family, looks like an energetic leopard.

At this moment, he was dressed in a loose white silk robe, pacing back and forth like a trapped beast in a cage. All around, whether it was the maids holding food plates and silver water bottles, the guards holding spears, or the gorgeously dressed and noble dignitaries, they were all cautious, and they didn't even dare to come out.

The atmosphere is unusually depressing.

Lucius sighed, he knew that all this was only because of a news from the Northeast a few days ago.

The situation has deteriorated.

In just three days, the demon clan suddenly launched a series of fierce attacks.

First of all, Monsoon City on the northeast line was lost. It was an ancient and fortified fortress with a garrison of fifteen thousand men. It is guarded by four knights of light. Originally, everyone thought they could hold on for a long time, but they fell inexplicably overnight. As a result, a gap was suddenly opened in the eastern defense.

At the same time, to the north, the castles of the two marquises' domains, along with their armies, were swallowed by the demons in one gulp. The troops sent to the rescue were also ambushed by the demons. More than half of the more than 2,000 people escaped. This means that the Demon Clan's soldiers can have more room to maneuver in the north.

If they make a detour to the south, then the crucial defense of Ciudad Carlo may be in danger of collapsing.

If this is nothing, then in the south, the annihilation of the Third Legion of the Border Army, which originally did not need to fight the demons at all, in Moses City is enough to shake the entire empire.

No one knows what happened in the city of Moses, only that the Third Legion of the border army, with a strength of 30,000, was completely broken up overnight. After the death battle of the core of the legion, the fate of the soldiers was unknown, and thousands of fugitive soldiers were scattered in a radius of hundreds of square kilometers.

It's a lot!

When they got the news, everyone was stunned.

Before, everyone thought that they would be able to stalemate with the demons, but they didn't expect that as soon as the other party exerted their strength, their own side would be defeated one after another. And according to the current offensive and speed of the demons, I am afraid that it will not even take half a year to hit Roman City. Those ideas of exchanging space for time and persisting for one or two decades are simply naïve and ridiculous!

As the crown prince, Yarman is clearly the one who is under the most pressure.

Seven years ago, His Majesty handed over most of the military and political affairs of the Pompeii Empire to Yarman, and after the invasion of the demons, Yarman was the focus of all attention. What is the future of the empire, and whether he has the ability to become a great emperor who leads the Pompeii Empire to dominate the world, depends on his performance this time.

So this is a great crisis for Yarman. If he fails to solve the problem and is taken back from power by His Majesty, it means his defeat.

Don't think that the crown prince will definitely inherit the throne. Yarman's enviable status is also a dangerous crater.

There were more than thirty princes in the Pompeii Empire. Among them, there are seven or eight princes who are the same age as Yarman and have considerable power and competitiveness. They are like young male wolves in a pack, ambitious. If Yarman made a mistake, they would immediately attack him and remove him from the throne.

Power is a poison full of deadly temptation. Not to mention, this is the supreme power of a vast empire. No one can remain indifferent in the face of opportunity.

Therefore, Lucius rushed here as fast as he could. In fact, he left before Yarman's messenger arrived.

Lucius didn't just come to solve Yarman's problem.

Few people know that Lucius, who is a scholar of the Royal University, is not only proficient in history, astronomy, geography, culture and art, but also an expert in the demon race who has studied the demon race for more than ten years.

In the words of one of Lucius's best friends, Lucius knew the race even better than the demons themselves. In order to study the demons, for more than ten years, he had to go to Farrington Fortress almost every year. Talk to countless people who have dealt with demons, and consult countless books and materials.

As a result, when he got the news of the west, Lucius knew far more than the others. And the situation is far more serious than the threat to Yarman's position.

As soon as he saw Lucius, Yarman's eyes suddenly lit up, and he called, "Bachelor." ”

"Your Highness. Lucius walked up to Yarman.

Looking around, Lucius found that what was once a place for pleasure had been transformed into a huge military conference room. The soft sofa was removed, and a large military map was spread on a large central table. At the table, more than a dozen military generals and aristocratic ministers were nervously discussing countermeasures.

"You know all about the situation, don't you?" asked anxiously, pulling him to the long table covered with a huge military map, without saying a word?" ”

Standing in front of the map, Lucius was silent for a long time before he looked at Yarman solemnly and said, "Your Highness, this time, I'm afraid we have to plan for the worst. ”

"What's the worst?" Lucius's words made Yarman stunned for a moment.

Yarman is not an idiot. On the contrary, he is gifted with intelligence, tenacity and decisiveness. Occasional irritability does not affect his judgment. But let him have the oppressive and conquering power that a monarch should have. Few were able to continue to resist under his angry gaze.

In terms of the potential to become a wise emperor, Lucius had never seen anything better than Arman.

It's just that Lucius's words obviously surprised Yarman. Even in today's situation, he is under far more pressure than anyone else, and more than anyone else

After getting the news, when it comes to anxiety and stress, Yarman is bigger than anyone else. But even so, he didn't expect Lucius to come and say such a serious thing about preparing for the worst.

"What's the worst-case scenario?" asked Yarman. He felt a chill in his hands and feet, and even his voice was a little distorted.

No one knew Lucius better than he did.

Lucius was by no means an alarmist. On the contrary, even if he is firm in his judgment, he will not use some words that make people nervous unless he has to. He is always calm and calm, and he lifts weights like light. Sometimes it's not until it's over, looking back on everything, that you break out in a cold sweat.

Only then will you realize how heavy the courage is on Lucius.

This means that if Lucius says that he needs to prepare for the worst, then what he may need to do is the worst decision.

However, not everyone trusted Lucius as much as Yarman.

Upon hearing Lucius's words, the aristocratic officials and military generals around the long table stopped talking and focused on Lucius.

There are doubts, there are solemnities, there are also indifference and contempt.

"Yes, scholar," said a general who hated the bombastic rhetoric of these so-called wise men the most, "what is the worst plan, let's hear it." Even if the situation is unfavorable, our war with the demons has just begun. The real war has not yet been fought, and the most elite troops of the empire have not yet been put into battle, so why do you have to plan for the worst now? Aren't you too scared?"

"Shut up, Miller!" Yarman scolded. The general honestly closed his mouth, but his expression was still full of strong dissatisfaction.

Seeing Yarman turn his head to look at himself, Lucius sighed and pulled out a thick notebook.

"If I'm not mistaken, the demons have mastered some kind of direct way to the Salvation Continent. As soon as Lucius spoke, he was shocked.

In the pupils that suddenly contracted of everyone, the Royal University Scholar said word by word: "Therefore, we thought that they had crossed the Broken Heaven Mountain Range to increase their troops through the Holy City, which was completely wrong. ”

The room was dead silent.

In the next second, Miller's voice sounded like thunder: "This is impossible!"

With his words, there was a commotion in the hall, and everyone turned their heads and ears, and there was an uproar. No one believed what Lucius said. Even Yarman, looking at Lucius, had a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Bachelor, do you know what you're talking about?" The excited Miller, ignoring Yarman's previous scolding, stepped forward and asked loudly: "Without going through the Holy City, the demons will lead directly here?"

There was a small laugh all around.

As we all know, the Broken Sky Mountain Range is not as simple as a mountain range, it is a barrier between two continents, and it is a **** extinct dead land. There is no other passage at all than the natural gap of Farrington and the Holy City, which is the second lowest point.

The wind at the top of the mountain can turn the strongest dragon into a helpless leaf in the autumn wind. As for opening a tunnel, it is even more nonsense. Not to mention sandworms, even if they are gods, they can't make such a tunnel that passes through millions of mountains and is thousands of kilometers long.

Therefore, the difficulty of climbing over the Broken Sky Mountain Range is no different from passing through the endless Sea of Death. Not to mention that for thousands of years, no one has been able to do it, even if one day, there is really such an extraordinary and strong person who has accomplished such a feat, it does not mean that an army can do the same.

Besides, if the demons didn't need to cross the Holy City, then why did they capture the Holy City again? If it weren't for His Highness Yarman, many people would have wanted to send Lucius a witty remark from the East.

"Isn't that a fart with your pants off?"

However, in response to everyone's doubts, Lucius was obviously prepared. He placed the notebook in his hand in front of Yarman, turning the pages one by one.

"I have made this judgment from ten years ago......," Lucius said slowly, "but I can answer General Miller's question first. ”

Miller held his head high arrogantly under Lucius's gaze, looking aggressive. He didn't believe that Lucius could give any reasonable explanation.

However, Lucius only said lightly: "How did we come here three hundred years ago, and how did the current demon race come about." ”

"This is just ......nonsense," Miller exploded when he heard it.

He had never heard such a ridiculous explanation.

However, just as his rebuttal was just coming out, he was suddenly stunned, and his mouth was open, unable to utter a word. At the same time, the faces of the noble ministers and generals around him were the same as him.

A pale.

And Lucius didn't pay any more attention to them.

He spread out his notebook in front of Yarman and explained his findings to him.

"Your Highness, this is an excerpt from the history book "Hundred Years War" about the invasion of the demons. He pointed to one of the pages and said slowly, "More than four hundred years ago, the continent of Avalon was completely ruled by us humans. At that time, our magical civilization was at its peak. The results of the continuous research of magic are applied to the economy, military, urban construction, culture and education, and are closely related to every ordinary person......

As Lucius spoke, Yarman nodded.

Highly educated, he is certainly well aware of this period of human history. Sometimes, reading history books, he can't help but think about the strength of human magical civilization back then and sigh at it. Compared to that time, the human beings of the Redemption Continent today are simply like another uncivilized race.

The glory and splendor of the past are now just history covered by dust and sand. This is an eternal pain in the heart of a human being, whether it is a commoner or a prince.

“...... But what few people know is that at that time, our magical research had actually touched a field that was now considered taboo, and achieved certain results......"

Lucius's voice continued, and he paused slightly as he said this. Finally, he said: "That is the space magic that is known as the most brilliant pearl in the crown of magic!"

Speaking of this, the faces of everyone present became a little unnatural.

The Pompeii Empire was home to Vatican Fort and the Holy See Hill. It is also the most influential and profound among the three empires. Whether it was a nobleman or an ordinary commoner, many were faithful believers, and their reverence for divine power far exceeded that of imperial power.

Space magic, on the other hand, was declared taboo by the Holy See hundreds of years ago.

Especially since the day when the Holy Emperor used the Great Cross Technique to break through the space and lead mankind to the Redemption Continent, there is no doubt that traveling through space has become a symbol of God. Any mortal touch to it is arrogant blasphemy. The magician who studies space magic is a more sinful heretic than a necromancer.

So, even if Lucius just said it, everyone would feel weird. But no one interrupted Lucius, everyone just listened quietly.

As if knowing what was going on, Lucius said, "As we know, the mysteries of life and space are beyond the reach of God. The former may also have God's favored messengers and servants at his disposal, while the latter is God's scepter. Any arrogant covetousness will lead to disaster......"

“...... According to the records of the history books, just when the human space magic was bearing fruit, the demons invaded. No one knows if this is God's arrogant punishment for humanity, but what we can know is ......"

At this point, Lucius's fingers moved along a passage in his notebook and recited: "At noon on August 9, the sky suddenly changed dramatically. Black clouds suddenly appeared in the originally clear sky, lightning was weaving, and the wind was fierce. On the east coast, the capital of the Principality of Tiansheng looked south of the city, and a huge black whirlpool emerged......"

Thinking of this, Lucius raised his head and looked around: "We all know that this is the door of space. ”

The crowd was silent.

A nobleman suddenly spoke: "I remember, it has always been a mystery about how the demon clan came to the Salvation Continent. The Principality of Tiansheng was indeed the first to be attacked and destroyed by the demons, but most of the historical records are vague about this period of history. There are very few records of the space vortex of Tiansheng Kingdom, but it has not been confirmed. Therefore, although we can be sure that the demons came from their plane, they must have passed through the spatial channel. But whether it is a spatial rift, a naturally formed spatial vortex or an artificial space technique, no one knows. ”

The nobleman, who was a magician himself, apparently studied this history as well, and finally questioned: "...... Besides, if they had mastered the art of space, it would have been impossible for us to resist them for hundreds of years. Even now...... If they have the ability, why don't they just show up in Muni City?"

His words attracted the approval of everyone.

The art of space is a kind of anti-heaven existence for any race today. Imagine how terrible it would be when the opposing army's army could freely appear wherever they wanted, when their own fortresses, important towns, and even national capitals were all left uninhabited by the enemy.

Lucius nodded. He had anticipated these questions.

He didn't answer directly, but turned to another page of the notebook, handed it to Yarman and the others, and said, "Yes, we can't be sure if the demons mastered the art of space when they first came to the Avalon Continent. But according to historical records, the demons also have similar research on space techniques as ours. Here's one of those secrets......"

The crowd looked around at the notebook and found that it contained materials copied from different books on the study of demons. Several of these books contain detailed records of the research materials on the art of space obtained by humans during the Hundred Years War with the Demons from the captured Demon Wise Men and the destroyed Demon Holy Tower.

According to historical records, the great magicians of mankind at that time also got a lot of inspiration from it. It's just that all this has not been translated into results. After the final battle, the magical civilization fell, and these were completely submerged.

"The demons have mastered the art of space, it's not my unfounded speculation, but the fact," Lucius said, "According to records, the demons' research on the art of space back then was no less than that of us humans. After these three hundred years, as the victors of the war, they will only be stronger than before. ”

"As for why they didn't appear directly in Roman City, the reason is very simple," Lucius flipped to the end of the note and said to everyone: "These are the materials of the Demon Spatial Technique that we got back then. Although it is incomplete, some records are still left, and I have consulted a few Imperial Dharma Gods for this purpose......"

Seeing that everyone had read the notes and listened attentively, he continued: "The art of space is not omnipotent. Opening a space passage that can be used by armies requires an extremely large amount of resources. It's not that you can open it however you want. Back then, even if the Great Cross Technique performed by the Holy Emperor exhausted his divine power, wasn't it just a passage that lasted only seven days?"

"In addition, according to the inference, if the space technique of the demon clan is successful, the distance is actually very limited. Long-distance channels require multiple relay nodes. If I'm not mistaken, they suddenly attacked the Holy City, not to climb over, but to use it as a springboard!"

At this moment, everyone was silent.

In particular, several magicians, after reading the notes, all nodded slowly.

Although everyone still finds it incredible, and even can't accept it at all, no one knows how to refute it. In particular, the sudden appearance of a large number of troops and the intensified offensive of the demon clan cannot be explained by the statement of "crossing the Broken Heaven Mountain Range from the Holy City".

You must know that the Broken Sky Mountain Range is not only high, but it is not as simple as a mountain. That's a million mountains. The east-west direction, even in the weakest direction of Farrington, requires thousands of kilometers of mountain roads and hundreds of kilometers of canyons. The Holy City is even more rugged and difficult to navigate.

From this point of view, it seems that Lucius's statement is more reasonable.

"Then we're ......," Yarman was the first to come to his senses. No matter how unbelievable it is, he knows that there are some things that he would rather believe than believe in them.

Even if Lucius said that there was only a 1 in 10,000 chance, it would be a catastrophe for the Pompeii Empire.

He had to be more careful and more cautious than everyone else.

"Be prepared to give up Roman City," Lucius said without hesitation, "and the next war will prove whether I am right or wrong." I'd rather I misjudged. However, once I guess correctly, then we are facing a demon race with a steady stream of troops. ”

"Give up on Roman City?" Jarman paced back and forth for a long time before gritting his teeth, "We can make this preparation in advance." In a moment I will go and report to my father. But ......"

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "The empire's million-strong army, hundreds of elite knights, plus the Holy Sect Knights, countless powerhouses, can't they resist the demons?"

"The three empires are completely scattered," Lucius said, "unless there is a person who can unite everyone, any empire that wants to independently resist the demons will be defeated." So my suggestion is - we must unite with the Phil and Solan empires as soon as possible......"

Finally, he stared at the map on the long table with a faint gaze, his eyebrows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and said, "You know, the demons won't give us too many chances. And our strength can only support us for a decisive battle at most. If this battle is lost, humanity will be finished......"

The hall fell into a dead silence.

After a long time, a nobleman said, "If there is one person who can unite everyone, then who else can there be besides His Highness?"

"Don't flatter me," Yarman glanced at him and said coldly, "It's the Pompeii Empire, there are still many people who disobey me, let alone others?"

The faces of the crowd became a little strange. Apparently, the nobleman slapped the horse on the horse's leg.

The world knows that the Saint Solan Empire is in decline due to the presence of the powerful Donald. But few people know that the seemingly powerful Pompeii Empire actually has the same hidden concerns.

There are two reasons for this, one is theocracy, and the other is the Langrith family.

Needless to say, theocracy is of course. A hundred years ago, Solan Dagong rode in all directions and was invincible. At one time, the Pompeii Empire could not be defeated. In the end, it was the Holy See who made a move, and this led to today's three-point situation. Otherwise, the royal family of Pompeii would not know where it is.

As a result, the royal family of Pompeii has never been very hard in front of the Holy See. Moreover, the current Pope Nicholas II is so talented that even if the royal family has the heart to challenge the divine power, they do not have the courage to do so.

And compared to theocracy, the Lanrees family seems to be a more headache.

This family is full of geniuses and has been in power since the time of the Romance Dynasty.

They are powerful, greedy, and ambitious. Almost every generation of the patriarch of the Lanris family has made it their dream to achieve the hegemony of the empire.

They make no secret of this.

When the Romance Dynasty collapsed, they actually had more and better opportunities. However, the wrong judgment caused them to fall behind in that troubled world, but the three families who were not very favored at the beginning ascended to the throne. Therefore, they have been haunted for a hundred years.

And for historical reasons, the Lanris family has become a special case in the Pompeii Empire.

Neither themselves, nor the other nobles, considered them to be members of the empire. They have their backs to the mountain of the Holy See, and they look down on the royal family of Pompeii in their bones. The reason why it remained within the aristocratic system of the Pompeii Empire was only because of the need for profit.

Within the empire, they meddle in all aspects of the military, politics and economy, and wherever there is interest, there will be tentacles that they have outstretched out. In a way, they actually exist in a posture of co-governance with the royal family of Pompeii. It's just that one is in the light and the other is in the dark.

In many ways, the nobles of the empire had to look at the faces of the Lanrith family. No one wants to offend them. The tragic fate of countless people has proven that it is a dead end.

One can imagine how bad Yarman, as the future ruler of the empire, had a bad opinion of the Lanris family. No one wants to see a wild boar on their farm. If the hounds had to join the wild boar, it would be even more breathless.

To make matters worse, because they were both of the same generation and the top of the empire, Yarman was often compared to Augustus, who was six years his junior.

This made Yarman very uncomfortable.

Because in every way, he is a loser in this comparison.

Augustus is a rare genius in the continent of Avalon, the godson of Pope Nicholas II, the future head of the Templar Order, a natural dragon knight recognized by the dragon clan, and the dream lover of all women in the continent.

And Yarman, except for being a crown prince, cannot be compared with Augustus in other aspects. Therefore, if Yarman is the undisputed choice of the future human leader, even he himself does not believe it. After all, there is Augustus on top of it.

As if he knew what Yarman was thinking, Lucius said, "Actually, it's too early to discuss this topic. Only the most brutal battlefields can tell us who our leaders are. This person could be His Highness or any one of them. It doesn't have to be a nominee......"

As he spoke, he turned his head: "...... Not to mention far, everyone should know about the Abyss Demon Invasion that broke out in the Lulian Province of the Solan Empire, right?"

Everyone nodded.

Because of the distance and the somewhat impeded exchange of information between the two countries, detailed information about the battle was not passed on to Roman City until recently.

"When those mercenaries explored the abyss, weren't they also scattered?" Lucius said, "Among them, there are famous knights and mercenaries, veterans of famous mercenary groups, I don't know how many." But in the end, they escaped under the leadership of an unknown young man......"

He smiled, glanced at Yarman quietly, and finally said, "So, I have never believed in the chosen one. ”

Yarman's cold face was slightly relieved.

"I've heard about the Solan Empire as well. By the way, Lucius, you're well-informed, tell me about the Ferdinands. I remember that in the previous dynasty, we seemed to have some ties with this family......"

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。 (To be continued.) )