Obelisk, under the bastion.

Yalei recovered from the shock, forcibly looked away from the vortex in the sky, and was about to continue the slaughter, but now the prismatic body he was pinching in his hand suddenly dried up.

Not only the one in his hand, but as far as the eye could see, all the prismatic bodies on the entire land shrouded in war had dried up, as if the essence had been extracted at the same time at this moment.

"Ah......!!!h

The sky suddenly began to shake violently, and there was a rumbling and dull low-frequency sound, and the rippled folds continued to rush to the central gap, as if they had been ironed, and began to slowly retract and calm out.

The moment before the space-time tunnel closed, an undetectable white light shot into the earth, shining on the top of the obelisk like lightning.

As soon as Benedict and the others saw that Cromwell's burly figure was back here, the old man added a few more strands of silver to his temples, but with a satisfied smile on his face, he held Durandle in both hands and handed it to them:

Since then, the old man has no regrets. ”

"It's finally over. Eleanor had mixed feelings, her nose ached, and she covered her cheeks with her hands and whispered.

"No, our battle is over. ”

Dean Benedict took the holy sword with a solemn expression, put it back into the scabbard, and looked at the ignorant and dazed students below the avatar, and said lightly:

"Their fight will continue. ”

"Sir, I don't understand what you mean, hasn't the evil god been defeated by the old general?" Jie Haiyin was stunned and couldn't help but ask.

"Mistetin is alive. Cromwell stroked his gray beard, and there was still a trace of sadness between his eyebrows, and said with some dejection:

"I'm getting older than I thought, and if I don't absorb the power of the sea of trees, I won't be able to maintain my true body, so I can only chase Anglitte out of this half-plane. ”

Hearing his words, a look of disbelief appeared on Eleanor's face, and she hurriedly said:

"Obelisk will definitely not only have this kind of process, no matter how old you are, you also have the ability to destroy the world! How can you not solve the soul of an evil god?"

"Even if he dies, after all, he is the main god who has fought with the Lord of the Four Seasons Flowers. The presiding judge, Claudius, sighed slightly, and patted his friend on the shoulder, signaling her not to lose her temper.

"Mistetin is very weak, and if he fights head-on, he can be wiped out with a backhand. The old duke stroked his beard disapprovingly, and said with a dry and unwavering expression:

"Ten years ago, there might have been a chance, but now I don't have the ability to make my true body like an arm, through the space-time tunnel, I can neither reverse this half-plane, nor attack it...... The future can only be handed over to these children. ”

This is also known as ...... Destiny. Dean Benedict glanced at the holy sword in his hand, his mood was very complicated, he raised his head and said:

"How's the sea of trees doing?"

"After getting rid of Mistytin's interference, I contacted His Majesty, and according to his wishes, forgave the world, and in addition to money, the blood debt was paid tenfold according to the custom. ”

Cromwell's expression was natural, as if he were recounting a trivial matter, which, of course, was not a big deal for him.

"That's all?" the old dean narrowed his eyes, his face full of suspicion.

"It seems that there is still the right to mine non-ferrous metals, magic stones, Dead Sea crystals, spices, what else?" the old duke said with a frown, now that he was really old, and his memory was getting worse and worse, frowning:

"It must be the old rule to call a minister and pay tribute...... There are also fixed coordinates between the two realms and open to trade. ”

"Hahaha, my emperor has removed a major disaster, and it will be difficult for the sea of trees world to turn over now. ”

Claudius was depressed in his heart, but he couldn't help but slap his hands and laugh, compared to Rosevia, the indigenous tribes of Ovidios had no decent competitive goods at all, and there was basically nothing to sell except resources.

All kinds of high-quality daily necessities and luxury goods are shipped over, but in exchange for dozens or hundreds of times of profits, I don't know how many industries can be driven and how much tax revenue can be contributed.

Rather than killing most of the natives at every turn, robbing them of their land and resources, and keeping the rest as untouchable slaves, the Empire is already very humane in doing so.

The states of Atlasu, especially the Roussevian Empire, are keen on local expansion, and have little interest in cross-border colonization, and they accidentally come into contact with the world of the lower natives, and they only like to ask each other to pay tribute, and then hello, hello, hello, everyone, do business.

This is really a system problem, which is not conducive to expanding the living space of the race, probably because the empire is vast, the country is strong, and the population is far from saturated.

If Rosevia has entered the multiverse, it will inevitably be the peak moment to complete the unification, completely digest the entire Atlasu, and have nowhere to expand the territory.

Around the ruins of the bastion

The students were stunned for a long time, and then the battle seemed to be over, although it seemed that a very powerful person had repelled the monster just now, but the black fog outside the campus was still not dispersed, which meant that everyone had not been saved.

Therefore, they just put away their weapons indifferently, dragged up the corpses of their companions in twos and threes, set up fires and burned them separately one by one, and began to close their eyes and pray with their eyes in recitation, which was the only ritual to comfort the dead.

On the side of the attacking team, Ives, the big axe man, threw his friend's body into the fire, drew a cross on his chest, closed his eyes and chanted:

"Christ is above, Kevin, you can go in peace, at least now there is someone to help collect the body, and there is an urn to live in, in a few days, it is estimated that there will be no such good thing. If you have the opportunity to go home alive, your mother and little sister will be wrapped up in me for the rest of their lives, and they will have no worries about food and clothing, so you must bless me in heaven......"

Clay stood aside and listened to his chatter, showing a crying and laughing expression, and suddenly wanted to scold him, opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

In desperation, the man shook his head, but as if he hadn't heard it, he continued to walk over to the pile of prismatic fragments to see if there were any corpses of his companions.

I watched as hundreds of fires lit on the ground, and the gray smoke and dust hung high in the sky, and finally torn into many pieces by the wind.

Holding a wooden stick in one hand, Yalei sat on a raised mound and watched the qiē quietly, although he still had a small amount of body, he did nothing.

It's not just him, it's Lua, Cleo, Nannet, Geneviv, and even Eluncia. Strength is responsibility, and everyone here has time to grieve, but they don't.

An hour later, the night that covered the land grew thicker, and the glow of the campfire filled the bastion with the murmur of prayer, interspersed with the occasional sobbing or two.

The Black Knight stood up and walked to the center of the storming team, ready to reorganize the team, when above the dark night sky, suddenly came the voice of Dean Benedict Tongguò magnified tenfold:

"I'm Benedict Davis, please gather all the students on the tower, repeat, all the students on the tower, I have something important to announce to everyone. ”

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