In the wee hours of the morning, just after noon.

It was January 1, 1799.

The month of December, symbolized by [generations], has passed, and the month of January, ruled by [glory], has arrived.

At the turn of the seasons, the tall white towers, isolated in the deserts of the Old World, suddenly became agitated.

The self-exiled astrologers and recorders immediately converged on the top, where the White Tower Route Sequence IV Prophet dwells.

The White Pagoda has preserved many of its secrets over time, and its location is constantly changing, and only transcendents who have dedicated the rest of their lives to knowledge and records can come here, and legend has it that the tower has survived many catastrophes and is an example of how it has survived to this day.

"Prophet, on the other side of the Commercial Alliance Islands, the Generational Church has suffered a subsidence, including the Holy Land Pope, and it is certain that all of them are dead."

The middle-aged man brought back information on important equipment and an observation corner.

The uproar sounded, the church is the face of the true God, and the comparison of the number of believers determines the amount of food they can eat during the catastrophe of the era, and the church of the generations can be destroyed in an instant through the canopy of heaven without a sound, whether it is earthly or extraordinary, there is only one existence, and that is [generation] itself.

"Every miracle must have a price, there is no need to panic, we are only responsible for witnessing."

The old man sat beside the bookcase and said unhurriedly, "Giving an entire church, and even a Sanctuary-level pope, [generations] are destined to take advantage of this time when the old and the new are alternated, to accomplish miracles that ordinary people dare not imagine.

"Did Charlotte go down another path?" The prophet's tone suddenly fell, "The world is always like a spider's web. ”

"Fellence was in trouble, and she had no choice." The middle-aged man exonerated his disciple.

"That's part of fate, and everything in the world is just their game."

After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes directly, and the astrologers and recorders could only retire when they saw this.

……

The red and white moon hangs at night.

On the Isis River, giant steam cruise ships are heading for their destination.

In the cabin room at the end of the third floor.

A young man opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of confusion.

He rose to his feet and looked at his still slightly immature hands in disbelief.

"I'm still alive!"

The breath of time and fate permeated the surroundings, and the young man got out of bed and came to the mirror, and under the fluttering oil lamp, the young and delicate face came into view.

Cullen slowly calmed down, he was not a person of this generation, he woke up after his death and became a member of the Cumberland family, with his own knowledge, he had published articles in the Kingdom Medical Journal many times, and the birth of "Golden Pill Penicillin" completely established himself as a top medical expert.

"It's a pity that I didn't seem to bring my strength back." Cullen calmly analyzed.

At this point in time, he was just an ordinary knight, and although he was considered a leader in the academy camp, he was still far from the top group of geniuses, and he had just returned from an internship on the southern border, lacking a foundation.

However, compared to these, Cullen is most concerned about the imminent equilibrium incident at this moment.

The two Dukes' families, Phillens and Somerset, launched an assassination plan in a frenzy, and successfully killed the Duke of Cumberland after twists and turns, but failed because the Duke secretly promoted to the Gold Rank, resulting in insufficient xenomorph personality.

At the same time, Madame Red, as the leader of the Imperial Secret Spy who had been lurking for many years, controlled some members of the Fallen Monks Guild and various Imperial spy groups, and successfully lifted the seal of the Third Ancestor of the Underground Blood Clan in Equilibrium City.

It was the power that was just one step away from the power of the legend and the crown, and the Uncrowned wreaked havoc and broke beyond the old wilderness to fight the Knights of the Holy Stone alone.

The guardian of the royal family, George III's younger brother, the Knight of Dawn, arrived, and finally both sides died together with the Knights of the Holy Stone.

However, the most serious loss in the equilibrium event was not the death of the Guardian, the shattering of the Cornerstone and the destruction of the Knights, but the disappearance of the "Holy Stone", which is the uniqueness of the Imperial Path, designated S-010, which has the property of infinite growth.

The accepted speculation is that Charlotte the Dark Banshee risked her life to take her after her plan failed.

Karen hesitated to take two steps, in the future of the original world line, he has become the overlord of the Golden Order, but in the environment of the dark creatures going south, the two princes of the empire going north, and the desert and the natives of the New World counterattacking, he is still extremely weak.

I don't know if this memory is really a reversal of time, or a clear deduction of dreams, he has the confidence to become stronger at a faster speed, but he still despairs of the future.

"You have to get the Holy Stone to have hope."

Karen made up his mind, not only for himself, but also for his sweetheart, because of his background, he could only come to the royal capital to further his studies, and Lilia, the daughter of a metallurgical magnate, was a childhood sweetheart, and the two sides had already planned the future, and this hunting ball was the first time he met each other after returning from the border.

"And Charlotte, Princess Violea."

The former is in charge of two famous guns, and before her rebirth, it has been rumored that she will be promoted to legend and kill to replace the Dark Speaker, and the latter is the only god of the Scarlet Moon, if they can win it, both of them will be a great help on the road to the future.

"Now first find a way to kill Somerset, the eldest son of the Duke of the Northwest, and capture A-009, which initially has the power to protect itself." Karen pondered, the eldest son of the Duke of the Northwest inherited the family name, but in fact, he was only a newcomer to the knighthood level, which made the illegitimate children have the idea of trespassing, but he will marry Princess Violet, the popular heir to the royal family, in the future, which needs to be eliminated in advance.

……

Under the same moonlight.

On the goose down bed in the VIP suite, Jiang Yuan inscribed the third alchemy matrix, this time it was still "light and spiritual", and the sixfold acceleration during the battle would significantly expand his advantage.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, the true world was located in the center of the Infinite Void, and the stars were naturally twinkling at night.

But tonight is a little different, the star that symbolizes the kingdom of God [generations] shines greatly, and this light has no substance, but acts directly on the spirit world through mystery and then responds to the earth.

"What's wrong?"

On the sofa opposite the bed, Charlotte curled up her knees into the hem of her skirt, holding a straw in her mouth, and tasting the iced juice on the cruise ship from time to time, Dudis was lying not far away and rummaging over the strange things of the New World, the two came over to spy on someone and don't run away, but the main thing is that there are not a few tricksters on the cruise ship, and everyone gathers together to prevent all kinds of strange abilities.

"There is a being who plays with history and destiny once." Jiang Yuan didn't mind revealing that this matter is not unusual, if he is interested, the real body can also create the so-called protagonist, but the cost of the "canopy" that cannot come will be a bit large, and on the whole, the gains outweigh the losses.

"Isn't that kind of thing always to be manipulated?" Dudis commented that the truth of historical records may only be known to the writer.

(End of chapter)