Troubled times are always a word full of contradictions.

In such a battlefield with strong drums and horns, in the face of the joint charge of the Iron Cavalry Phalanx, and under the thousands of miles of bombardment of the Magician Legion, it seems that the strength of the individual has become insignificant.

But it is also in this troubled era that the strong men with the ultimate combat power burst out with dazzling brilliance in the fire and blood of war, and the legendary names were praised by the bards in all directions, becoming the objects of fanatical followers of hot-blooded teenagers.

Naturally, it is impossible not to have the name of the "Lord of Shadows" Silves in this list.

As the youngest legendary professional at the moment, his strength is not accidental, nor is it just a matter of luck.

At a young age, Silves had extraordinary talents, and at the same time received the divine guidance of the "Holy Eye" and the basic martial arts training of the "Shield of Light". As an adult, he first became the designated successor to the White Tower, and then for some reason he decided to become a hunter in the shadows. At this time, his teacher became the Grand Inquisitor, Her Royal Highness Anarysta the "Spider Queen".

Taught by three legendary professionals, Silves has a strong foundation in divine art and martial arts. The possession of the "Lord of Shadows" became the last opportunity for him to become a legend. He immediately threw himself into a series of brutal wars, and became more and more proficient in the use of his newfound power.

By the time the Judgment Crusaders came to Ranken, he was alone and at night, and no one could easily stop him.

And at the foot of the Holy White Tower, after leaving a lifelong wound on the controller of the Supreme Tower, he once again drifted away, blending into the night, showing his extraordinary combat power.

Among them, his special professional inheritance also played a certain role.

Also legendary. Warriors and French professionals seem to have the same level of strength, but there is an essential gap between the two, and the strength of warriors is more reflected in melee combat and the destructive power of a single body, and they don't need to chant or prepare to burst out with powerful destructive power. In contrast, the legal profession has a greater presence on the battlefield. A Priest who has reached the Legendary level can significantly increase the combat effectiveness of an entire army. And a legendary mage who relies on the magic tower unleashes a spell of mass destruction that is simply a nightmare for the enemy.

Silves, on the other hand, falls somewhere in between.

He is a legendary warrior, but like a legal professional, he is able to wield the power of shadows. In fact, if you've seen enough, you'll see that Silves' shadow power is almost identical to that of the priest of the Church of the Night God, who disappeared thousands of years ago.

His essence is still that of an agile warrior, and his skills in the use of the "Demon Hunter" double blade are perfect. His main combat style is also based on melee martial arts. But under this premise, Shadow's power adds a unique amount of destructive power to his attacks, and provides all sorts of unbelievable support techniques.

Chief among them is the shadowing of the body. As a result, Silves even has the ability to fly in the dark, and the resulting increase in defense and movement speed is complemented by his martial arts, making him the sharpest blade in the shadows.

The Judgment Crusaders conquered the city at a breakneck pace, and a very important factor was Silves' entry into the battle. On the occasion of the enemy. He infiltrated the enemy's city and slew the enemy's commander. Even Li Ying Waihe personally opened the other party's city gates, and this kind of breaking ability is second to none among all legendary professionals.

But if this city is the holy city of Ranken, then he has to admit that even with his strength, he can't decide the outcome of the battle. Prepared, Inedil will use the White Tower and the "Eye of the Holy Spirit" to keep him hidden. And once caught in the encirclement of a large number of magicians during the day. Even with his ability, it is difficult to say that he can escape with his whole body.

At the same time, the gates and walls of Rankine City are protected by a powerful magic array, and I am afraid that if I don't get close, I will be discovered by the other party. Therefore, he must wait for the arrival of the "Council of Bones" and the Demon Legion. to begin the assault on Ranken. The Council of Bones, which has been recuperating for thousands of years, has created a "necromantic army", plus demons from purgatory, and the Judgment Crusaders under their command, even the holy city of Ranken, which claims to never fall, will probably fall into a precarious situation in front of such a combined army.

But at the same time, the armies of the Holy Alliance, the followers of the God of Light, will probably frantically rush here to defend the holy place in their hearts.

This is more in line with your expectations.

The corners of Silves's mouth hung on an inexplicable smile.

Shadowed like a wisp of fresh wind, he swept through the familiar streets and alleys of Ranken, wandering among courtyards and stalls.

The city where he had lived for more than twenty years was now unnoticed by no one of them.

The familiar scenes of the old days, intertwined with the memories of the old days, dangled before his eyes.

I was back then...... It's still the young master of the Samuel family, Silves. He once skipped martial arts class and came here to play secretly, although he was inevitably scolded by Teacher Elendil. But the handsome little follower next to him will also bow his head and join him.

I was back then...... It's still the shy and sunny young pastor. He walked out of the white tower with a thick book in his hand, frowning slightly because of his grandfather's reprimand, and his companion, who was also young, smiled gently beside him.

I was back then...... It was the new black-robed hunter who, gloomy at the death of his father and teacher, hid in a filthy tavern in the slums of Rankine for the first time in his life, and it was the handsome priest who dragged him back.

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When the wind stops, so does the shadows.

Silves' form gradually revealed, and he stood under the boundless moonlight, turning his head to look at the White Tower in the distance.

The warm light that once accompanied him, but now it is not with him.

"What's wrong?" the Lord of Shadows' deep voice sounded, but there was no hint of urging or persuasion.

"Nothing. Silves shook his head, dark wings spreading out behind him.

He soared up into the clouds, taller than the white tower, which claimed to be the tallest.

The world will eventually change.

In the second year of the revival calendar, one after another upheavals were like thunder, indicating the complete collapse of the old order.

One of the most striking was Silves' Tide of Shadows offensive. Judgment of the Crusaders. The combination of the Demon Legion and the "Council of Bones" has made them the most powerful force in the south of the continent. Armed with butcher's knives, they laid siege to the holy city of Ranken, in a vain attempt to divide the entire land of the Holy Alliance.

At the same time, priests with sacred inscriptions in their hands galloped across every land of the Holy Alliance. A small town on the border. Remote villages, noisy cities, and vast meadows...... Bands of enthusiastic newcomers rode their horses, took up arms, and gathered behind the banner of the White Thorn Flower Army, ready to defend the glory of the Lord of Light.

The three major powers of the Holy Alliance, dozens of vassal states, and more dukedoms, quickly assembled their armies and launched a sacred crusade against evil.

In such a mess. There were also uneasy voices from the neutral camp. The Torm Federation begins recruiting large mercenary groups to guard against the rioting ogre tribes of the Misty Swamp and the eastern border. The dwarves, highland elves, and highland barbarians avoided the whirlpool of war due to the terrain, but the frightening news kept coming.

Moon Song Forest, ancient trees are renewed. The former demigod guardian began to re-cultivate his race, and the proud elves had to begin arming themselves against any attack that might arise.

The northern region was relatively stable, and the Snowton Empire, ruled by Nacini the "Thunder Lion", had the most powerful military. The Holy Principality of Jonas, which was under siege, relied on the Vanuna theater of operations to build a solid defensive line and gradually stabilized its position. The two sides fought in a tug-of-war along the defensive line. It was in a state of stalemate, but it waited until the moment when Nacini took complete control of his army. War on both sides will also be inevitable.

At the same time, there were discordant voices within the Duchy of Anlan, which had survived a hundred battles. Archduke Onesa, whose army has been greatly damaged, is engaged in a difficult battle with the noble group, and the seeds of division have been secretly planted.

The Golden Trade Route was reopened, and thanks to the chaotic situation of the Holy Alliance, the great merchants of the Torm Federation were more inclined to trade through this trade route. Even if Allegri has set up a new tax gate on his own. Nor could it stop their enthusiasm.

But it wasn't just caravans that came to the Herseus Valley.

Through various channels, some news has been spread far away. Among them, the "flywheel" merchant group, which has a transportation network throughout the continent, provides a lot of convenience.

Some war refugees who did not believe in the Church of Light were attracted to land and welfare. Dragged their families here, hoping to find a safe haven in this troubled world.

The mercenary warriors, who were struggling to make a living, picked up their weapons again and searched for a place where they could use their combat effectiveness. The mercenary group called "Sadness" is constantly absorbing these foreign visitors, and its establishment is constantly expanding.

However, it is the down-and-out magicians who are even more resolute and fanatical.

A thousand years ago, the Violet War was in full swing, and the compromisers in the mage's camp fled to the island of Thirand, leaving their companions alone. Under the leadership of Herseus the "Fire-Rider", they were ultimately defeated, but forced the Church of Light to announce the end of its hunt for orthodox magicians.

To distinguish them from the mages of the Isle of Thurland, they are known as the continental faction of the mage's camp. But the hunt on the surface stopped, and the covert suppression continued for a thousand years. Mages like Brooke are scattered across the continent, especially in all corners of the Holy Alliance, and they are stubbornly surviving outside the sight of the Church of Light, passing on the precious magical knowledge in their hands.

Scattered knowledge, old inheritance, most of them have no talent, but it is difficult to advance to the rank of official magician, and even stop because of a simple bottleneck.

At this time, the students of Master Herseus reconvened them, promising to disclose all their knowledge of spells and provide correct guidance.

This group of fanatics who were deeply attracted by the mysteries of magic immediately packed their bags without hesitation, and with the help of the "Flywheel" merchant group, they rushed to the river valley named after that great name.

The revival of the magic of the continental factions began here. (To be continued......)

PS: (Double Update, End of Shadow Tide, Next Volume, Earthly Calamity)