Chapter 397: Evil God
Rain.
Age of Magic 98, night of the fifteenth day of September.
At this time, the heavy rain that lasted for two days still did not show any signs of wanting to converge, but became more and more violent. The pouring rain poured down from the sky, constantly beating on the top of the tent at the command post, and the top of the thick leather tent made a crackling sound.
Marganis stood in front of the door of the tent, silently looking out at the distant dim sky, his face gloomy and resentful as an evil god should not be. A cold wind blew, blowing even more messy hair that he couldn't take care of in time because he was busy.
The big red cloak hunted behind him, and the current ruler of Caesar's Empire, the terrible evil god who had existed since ancient times, had obvious exhaustion on his face at this time.
He is a god, an immortal god who does not need sleep at all to cultivate his spirit. But it was only two days and two nights of sleeplessness, but his whole person was as old as if he was dozens of years old, and his frowning brows poured out that the evil god's mood was not so good.
Originally, he finally escaped from the seal of the Dark Throne with a few companions, and also successfully ambushed the undead monarch, forcing the God Realm not to dare to act rashly, and once again took control of the Abyss Demon Realm, the evil gods were very happy.
In particular, after 10,000 years of research, they finally figured out a way to break through the barriers of the main plane world, and came here at the cost of weakening some of their forces. They believed that as long as they destroyed all the living beings in the main plane and threw the world that the goddess of creation had transformed into after her death into the Ten Abyss Hells, they would definitely be able to create the truly strongest weapon.
Their goal was unimaginably vast even for the gods, and a mere mortal was not worth mentioning in his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that their power had been weakened too much, and the main plane was guarded by many native gods, where would they need to play this kind of conspiracy and directly use their power to destroy the entire world.
Originally, he was dismissive of the offensive of the Artoria Army in the past two months.
For him. No matter how powerful a mortal is, he is just a relatively strong ant. Artoria, the princess of Britain, let her be arrogant for a while, and after dealing with the red-haired female demon who inherited the power of the Demon Emperor, she will slowly deal with this woman who does not know the height of the sky.
However, when Artoria finally reached the city of Moretal, he and his companion Essinrosa realized that they had inadvertently allowed a terrible enemy. The woman who called herself Ceftia was still at large, and they couldn't catch her despite their best efforts, and Artoria's army had already reached the front of the base camp.
Once he proudly disregarded the power of mortals, believing that no matter how powerful mortals were, they could not get out of the category of ants after all, and he could sweep and kill them with a snap of his fingers. But reality gave him a hard slap in the face. The slap was so painful, so merciless, it almost blinded him.
He had ignored Artoria, who had been disdainful, and under his watchful eyes, he led her invincible army to defeat Moritar, which he was garrisoned with Aesinlosa, in just one day.
An illusory record!
Even though everyone knew that this princess of Bristan was very powerful, the result of this battle still exceeded everyone's expectations.
However, in contrast to the consternation of the mortals, Malganis felt a frustration that he had never used before. After his weakened strength was weakened, he participated in this kind of battle at the level of a large army for the first time, and he found that the powerful power he was proud of was vulnerable in front of the opponent's army.
At the last moment, he and Aesinlota risked their identities to invoke god-level power to sweep away the enemy, but in the face of the terrifying power like a tide. and the combined magic of the legion of the army, the two of them almost died!
The two ancient demon gods almost died in the mortal army, which was simply unbearable humiliation. At this point. It was only then that Marganis discovered what terrible changes had taken place in the heavenly world during the endless years they had been sealed.
Now is no longer the era of personal strength, no matter how powerful the demon god is. In the face of endless armies, it is inevitable that they will be defeated and flee after all.
So the two evil gods came with great confidence, but Artoria easily broke through the defense line alone. He was chased and killed for dozens of miles like a lost dog, leaving behind the corpses of more than 100,000 people, and then fled back to the royal city of the Caesar Empire, where he set up the last line of defense.
However, looking at the sea of grass at the end of the field of vision from afar, Malganis knew that if nothing else, Artoria's legions would appear there at dawn at the latest, and then rush over with a rainbow of morale, break through his formation, and behead him with unparalleled murder and pride, and bury all their plans.
Sadly, neither he nor Essinrosa could do anything about it, and they had exhausted all their means in the past two days to stop the human girl.
However, the woman on the other side was like a monster, cracking their intentions one by one, and easily wielding her military power to turn a qiē resistance into futility. The occasional mistake can soon prove to be a stroke of genius and cause a huge impact.
The battle line, which was originally stuck on the prairie and stretched for hundreds of miles, began with this disadvantage of starting from a local point and gradually spreading, and finally turned into a terrible killing situation that destroyed all defense lines in an instant like a snowball.
Marganis and Essinrosa had to relinquish the command of the army to others, but the world-famous generals of the Caesar Empire were as fragile as babies in front of Artoria, and the name of invincibility became more and more ridiculous.
Even when he looked at the strategic map, a trace of despair flashed in Malganis's heart - were they really facing an invincible monster?
Smack-
With a soft sound, in the pouring rain, the soldier knelt in the rain curtain in front of him with a man who always looked haggard, "General, I brought Spartacus. ”
It was a tall, thin man who was said to be inextricably linked to Diana, the princess of Caesar's empire. However, there has never been any scandal between the two, and King Caesar, who has always been cautious, has not expressed any opinion on this, let alone found an excuse to frame Basdaq.
As a result, people gradually think that rumors are really just rumors...... Of course, Marganis knew that the so-called rumor might not be false. This man named Basdaq was indeed in love with his princess, but sadly the person he loved never reciprocated his love.
At this time, stepping on the pouring rain, it can be seen that Spartacus has not had a good rest for a long time. The black eye sockets are deep, the lips are chapped, and even the hair is messy, without the demeanor of the once peerless famous general.
Looking at Spartacus, who was kneeling in front of him and bowing his head silently, Malganis said lightly, "Do you hate me?"
"Hate. ”
"Why hate?"
"You killed the princess. ”
"Understood," Malganis nodded, and instructed the soldiers on the left and right, "give him a change of clothes, and the rest of the command will be handed over to him." ”
The two soldiers were given the order to go down, but when they took out the clean clothes they had prepared from the tent, Spartacus was still kneeling outside in the rain, unresponsive.
Marganis' eyes narrowed, "You don't listen to my orders?"
"Yes. ”
"Why?"
"You killed the princess. ”
As a result, the scene fell into a stalemate.
The two soldiers stood beside Malganis with a change of clean clothes, looked at the silent Marganis, and then at Spartacus, who was still kneeling in the rain, and for a moment did not know what to do next.
Marganis took a deep breath, "You must obey my orders, now Caesar Empire is the only one who can deal with Artoria, and only you can stop her attack." You are the only savior of this country, and if you don't refuse to help, all the lands you protect will fall and your people will become slaves of other countries. ”
"You killed the princess. ”
Spartacus's answer was still the same sentence.
"Do you want to watch all of us die? Don't forget, I saved your life!"
Spartacus was silent for a moment, and with a wave of his hand, a knife from the waist of a soldier not far away slashed through the rain curtain and flew into his hand. Holding the blade on his neck, Spartacus glanced at Malganis coldly, and wiped it vigorously, "I'll give you back ......"
Smack-
Marganes kicked Spartacus into the air, declaring his attempt to commit suicide in vain. The relentless force almost kicked half of Spartacus's cheek, and the flesh was blurred.
Staring viciously at Spartacus, who had rolled around in the rain a few times and struggled to get up, Malganis yelled viciously, "I saved your life in the first place, and you repay me like this?"
Spartacus wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Malganis lightly, his eyes were cold, "I didn't expect that the benefactor I introduced at the beginning was actually a guy with bad intentions." ”
Malganis' identity as an evil god is unknown, but the fact that he poisoned King Caesar is not a secret in aristocratic circles. But no one dared to resist him, because he had already used the power of the evil gods to manipulate those nobles, and anyone who wanted to resist him had to pay with his life first.
The only exception may be the man in front of him.
This famous general of Caesar's empire is the only mortal who is not controlled by Malganis and can fight against the power of the evil gods. Marganis tried countless methods, but he could not help him. (To be continued......)