The old high black walls are lined with flowers and ribbons fluttering

People came to the holy city singing prayers

Because of this celebration of the 7,000th year of the Church

Raise your hands and wander, pretending to be happy

Proud artist wielding a brush

The arrogant chef cooks the food

Hard-working craftsmen build high platforms

Filthy slaves transport lumps of coal

Noble priests and bishops

Elegant ladies and gentlemen

Confused crowds and pilgrims

Forget the chaos that still burns in this land

The aristocracy forced the virgin to lose his virginity

So the silent father grieved in his heart and cried out the name of the Lord of gods

A group of heavily armed soldiers marched silently through the splendid palace, steel boots making a daunting sound of slaughter on the expensive marble slabs.

The magnificent frescoes on the ancient stone walls tell ancient mythological stories, and the candles hanging in front of the exquisite frescoes seem to be flickering with the heavy evil aura on them.

The candlelight illuminated the ornate gilt ornamentation on the soldiers' pitch-black armor, as well as the golden sun mark on their chests.

The Golden Sun Mark, only the Guardian Knights of the Church of God can have, although the difference between the Church Apologetics and the Aphar Knights is only one word, but there is a world of difference, the former is just an ordinary Church soldier, the latter symbolizes a kind of honor, which cannot be obtained by the non-meritorious, they represent the glory and power of the Church of God.

It's just that this group of knights marching through the Radiant Religious Court Complex located in the Holy City of the Divine Bishops, the current political and religious center of the Red Sea Continent, seems to be only tasked with escorting an unarmed girl.

The girl was only wearing a thin white dress, with a black cover on her head, she couldn't see her face, and her hands were tied behind her back, but this posture highlighted the graceful curves of her body, which made people reverie.

The escorted girl was still struggling weakly, but how could she be able to compete with the steely hands of the Church Protector Knight, and the black cover covering her head made a whining sound from time to time, and it seemed that even her mouth was gagged.

Like a wolf carrying a lamb cub, the knights escorted the girl in white to a hall in the Radiant Palace.

The palace is solemn, and the moonlight reflects on the white jade dome, like water waves.

In front of the hall stood two rows of black-armored samurai with halberds in their hands, and two samurai pushed open the door of the tall hall made of pure gold.

The huge door of the temple creaked open with a golden glow, as if the gates of hell were opening.

The girl in white seemed to have a premonition of her fate, and her thin delicate body trembled.

The hall is lit up with the sound of men and women, and the laughter of men and women is mixed with the aroma of wine and barbecued meat and other foods wafting from the solemn religious palace.

A halberd-wielding warrior took the escorted girl in white from the knights and escorted her to the palace.

The white-clothed girl kept whimpering from her covered head, and she kept retreating, making the last weak struggle, indeed weak, how could her weak and thin body withstand the rough samurai.

The night breeze was blowing, the black cloth hood fell during the struggle, the girl's long hair fluttered with the wind, she really had a beautiful face that lived up to her figure, but the eyes in her tearful eyes were so frightened and desperate.

Finally, the girl in white was brought into the palace, the heavy golden palace door slowly closed, and faintly, there was a man's disgusting lewd laughter and the girl's miserable screams.

The door of the hall is closed, enclosing the luxury and dirt inside, and the outside of the hall is full of silence.

Another gust of night wind blew, and on a tree in the courtyard, the withered snow-white flowers fell weakly in the night, fluttering and staggering, and landed beside the iron boots of a church apologists who had escorted the maiden.

The knight glanced down at the withered flowers beside the Iron Boots, and inadvertently, his gaze swept over the golden sun mark on his chest.

In the moonlight, the sacred sun mark looked a little hideous

The sky in the southern wilderness of the Red Sea Continent always seemed so blue, so blue.

As long as it is a sunny day, it is always so blue without a trace of impurities, even if there are white clouds rising and falling, it will only make it appear more grandiose and magnificent, making people feel the greatness of nature and the grandeur of the sky.

However, it is under this beautiful blue sky that there is now endless tragedy unfolding.

The war has long spread to the entire continent.

Especially when they heard that Emperor Xiaotian's army was gradually approaching, the nobles robbed the people like crazy, and dragged their families and goods to the north in the name of paying tribute to the 7,000-year-old festival of the Church, in order to seek a shelter in the sphere of influence of the Church of God.

There was a town called Trenice in the kingdom of Nora, and there was a nobleman named Baron Daini.

At this time, the baron was in front of his little castle, panickedly directing the servants to carry boxes of gold, silver, jewelry, and other belongings into the carriage.

Baron Dani kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with his silky lace sleeves, and cursed nervously, "Damn it, damn the sunshine, damn the emperor......"

"Big, big, sir...... Emperor, Emperor, Emperor Xiaotian!" The baron's butler suddenly ran over in a panic and hugged Baron Dani's legs.

Baron Dani kicked him away irritably and scolded, "Why, can't Lao Tzu even scold him?"

The butler was kicked away by the baron, sat down on the ground, and said in a panic: "Oh no, Lord Baron, the emperor, the emperor is here! His army is almost in Trenis, and the news has just come that Father Del in the neighboring town has been stabbed by the former commander of the Southern Rebel Army!"

"What did you say?!" Baron Dani's eyes widened, and he grabbed the butler who was sitting on the ground and yelled at him, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

The panicked baron immediately took his family into the carriage and prepared to flee the town of Trenice.

Three horse-drawn carriages full of gold and silver treasure pass through the deserted streets of Trenice, and in this troubled time, robbers and thieves are rampant, and the town's families have long been accustomed to shutting their doors.

So the anxious cries of Baron Dani in the carriage echoed in the cold streets.

"Hurry!"

Unfortunately, how can a carriage full of heavy treasure be able to rise quickly?

The townspeople, either through the cracks in their windows or through the cracks in their doorways, watched the ridiculous farce: the flight of the aristocracy that had oppressed them for countless years.

The three heavy carriages startled countless chickens and ducks all the way, and finally came to the exit of the town, and Baron Dani finally calmed down a little, as if the carriage would quickly enter the gate of the holy city as soon as it left the exit of the town.

Unfortunately, before he could wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, the carriage driving in front suddenly came to a sudden halt, causing the two carriages behind to almost collide together.

Enraged, Baron Daini jumped out of the last carriage and waved his hand and scolded, "Damn, why did you stop?"

It's just that he couldn't scold it right away, because he saw the vanguard cavalry outside the town, and it turned out that a forward force of the Emperor Xiaotian's army had already quietly surrounded the town.

A heroic cavalry commander rode forward, and the spear in his hand pointed at the stunned Baron Daini and said, "You are Baron Daini?"

Baron Daini woke up, knelt down and trembled and shouted, "Yes, I am Baron Daini, please don't kill me, I will give all my treasures to Lord Emperor Xiaotian......!

Poor Baron Daini, before he could utter a second plea for mercy, a spear was pierced through the throat.

The cavalry commander drew his spear from Baron Dinney's corpse, scarlet blood dripping from the tip of the spear, and shouted to the baron's three carriages and a dozen of the baron's private soldiers: "On the orders of the Emperor Xiaotian, those who descend will not be killed!"

The servants and privates were already frightened, and when they heard this, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts, and those who fled fled, and those who descended surrendered.

I don't know which bold child was the first to run out, shouting hoarsely in the street: "Emperor Xiaotian is here! The cavalry of Lord Emperor Xiaotian has killed the baron!"

The townspeople poured into the streets to cheer, celebrate, and scream!

They threw flowers, they lit firecrackers, and they shouted the name of "Emperor Xiaotian" with tears in their eyes.

As if that could give them a new lease of life, that would be the dawn of hope

It was night, and the night sky in the southern wilderness shone with countless stars, like a huge curtain dotted with endless gems, and the splendor was indescribable.

On a low hill not far from the town of Trenice, a man is looking up at the stars in solitude, with black hair like a song and eyes like stars.

Just looking at his back is like looking up at a majestic mountain.

It is like the majesty of the emperor and the majesty of the rich.

He just stood there quietly, but he stood between heaven and earth like Nalan Mountain in the extreme north of the world.

Perhaps, there is only a mysterious and distant starry sky in this world that he can look up to.

A woman climbed a low hill with a gentle face, long silky brown hair, and a beautiful rose in full bloom in her hair.

This is a woman who makes people feel a sense of tranquility in their hearts at a glance.

She looked at the lonely man in front of her who was staring up at the starry sky, and there was endless tenderness in her emerald eyes.

The man turned to face her, his blue eyes like the brightest stars in the night sky.

The woman put on a black coat for the man, so that his long black hair would no longer dance in the wind.

She looked at his handsome and resolute face, arranging his clothes, and her eyes were tender like water.

His name is Emperor Xiaotian, and he is the leader of the Southern Rebels. Her name is Lilith and she is his wife.

Emperor Xiaotian gently hugged his wife Lilith, no longer looking up at the mysterious and distant starry sky above the heavenly dome, but looking down at his own starry sky.

He was just standing on top of an ordinary low mountain, but he seemed to be standing on Nalan Mountain, the throat of the continent in the far north of the legendary world, looking down on the world and looking down on his starry sky.

His starry sky was above the earth, among the vast southern fields.

A torch may be indistinguishable from the light of a firefly in the dark.

But when the endless fireflies sprinkled on the earth, spreading from the field to the distant mountains and jungles, there was a dazzling starry sky.

It was the starry sky composed of countless military tents, torches, and bonfires of the Southern Righteous Army, and the starry sky of the world.

The starry sky of the emperor's roaring sky.

"Xiaotian, why does the church bring endless suffering to those people, but they still have to believe in God?" Lilith asked in confusion as she leaned on Emperor Xiaotian's broad shoulder.

The townspeople of the town of Terinis, who had persecuted and oppressed them for many years, witnessed Baron Dani being pierced in the throat by a spear that had persecuted them for many years, and many of the townspeople offered flowers and food to the rebels to show their gratitude and welcome, and many of the townspeople knelt down excitedly to pray to the heavens, believing that this was the Lord of the Gods saving them.

In their eyes, the only people who robbed them of their possessions and violated their daughters were the promiscuous aristocrats, the depraved priests, and the rotten and corrupt church, which had nothing to do with God, so they still believed in God. ”

Emperor Xiaotian spoke calmly, and Lilith nodded thoughtfully. Then, Di Xiaotian smiled meaningfully again and said, "People, you always need to be in awe. ”

Lilith asked a little mischievously, "Are you in awe, then?"

"Yes, I am in awe of faith and freedom. ”

In the 7,000th year of the religious calendar of the Red Sea Continent, the Church of God became more and more decayed, unable to control the greedy nobles and priests all over the continent, and the kingdoms were also controlled by the archbishops of the dioceses, and the light of the Lord of the Gods turned into a dark cloud and covered the earth.

On the mainland, there are constant wars, warlords are rampant, nobles are extravagant, and the lives of commoners are like mustard.

The civilian hero Emperor Xiaotian rebelled in the south, and in just a few months, he led the southern rebels to break through the two kingdoms of Nora and Sfit.

In the year 7002 of the religious calendar, Emperor Xiaotian's army marched eastward and attacked the most powerful kingdom of Lihua on the continent at that time, and it is rumored that he used some powerful ancient sound technique to roar King Lihua to pieces.

At the end of the same year, Emperor Xiaotian led a large army to the west, successively breaking through several small kingdoms in the west of the mainland, and at the same time integrating the western peasant uprising coalition army, which is said to have fought until the desert in the extreme west of the mainland.

By the end of the year 7004, Emperor Xiaotian had occupied nearly half of the entire continent in the south, east, and west of the Red Sea Continent, and he had become the greatest king of the Red Sea Continent in the past 2,000 years.

The Divine Bishop and Pope issued an edict to him to negotiate peace, which was ignored by Emperor Xiaotian.

In the year 7007, the army of Emperor Xiaotian marched north, and at that time, he enlisted the help of the Brotherhood of Light, the Wizards' Association, the Elves, the Dwarves, and even the Dragons to form the world's first dragon knight legion and the first mage legion.

In the year 7008 of the A.D., the army of Emperor Xiaotian besieged the Holy City of the Divine Bishops

The first snow in the year 7008 came a little earlier than usual.

As the winter snow begins to melt, the snow scattered on the tall black walls of the holy city is illuminated by the winter sun, and there are signs of melting.

An old man dressed in a magnificent robe and holding a red diamond scepter stroked the snow from the wall with his wrinkled hands, and the snow fell from the old man's hands, and he stroked the walls of the ancient black wall, silent.

"Even though this city wall is made of the strongest obsidian on the continent, and it has been blessed with a powerful defensive magic array at a great cost, it can't stop that man's blow, right?" the old man thought silently in his heart.

The old man was St. Allen, the Episcopal of God, who stood on the walls of the Holy City of the Divine Bishop, looking at the remnants of the first snow of the year 7008, silent.

Of course, he didn't come to enjoy the snow, he came to see the army that came with the wind and snow.

Under the holy city, the flags are in the sky.

The Holy City of the Church is built against the backdrop of the towering Holy Mountain, and the whole city resembles a semi-circular structure, symbolizing the light of the Lord of all gods blooming here. A tributary of the Nalan River in front of the city flowed through and became the moat of the holy city, and the whole city can be called a model of "easy to defend and difficult to attack".

However, at this time, the vast plain outside the city was full of countless military camps, and hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers of the rebel coalition army were under the holy city, and it was no longer enough to be a "model" to solve the problem.

A dull drum beat broke the silence of the early morning, disturbing the dream of a fish swimming in the moat of the Holy City, and startling several flocks of birds in the cedar forests of the southern plains.

After the drums sounded, there were trumpets in the sky, and countless trumpets sounded between the countless military tents on the plain, which made the swimming fish more and more uneasy, and the birds did not dare to descend on the earth.

Pope St. Allen watched the orderly rows of soldiers neatly assemble from the continuous tents, enter and exit, form a square formation and slowly advance towards the moat in an orderly manner, towards the holy city, he did not send cavalry to harass him, because he knew that it was useless, and he could only let the remaining elite of the church die in vain.

Several cardinals, supported by the soldiers, trembled and climbed the ancient black city wall, came to the old figure of the Pope, trembled and knelt down, and said with tears in their eyes: "Your Majesty, retreat!"

The Pope glanced at the cardinals kneeling in the snow and asked indifferently, "How is the situation in Auroville?"

A cardinal replied: "The first convoy to transport the canons has arrived at the Dawn City Ice Port, and the evacuation of the people and supplies will be arranged within four days at the latest.

The Pope's tone was still indifferent, even with a taste of dead silence: "You guys go, the evacuation should be faster, and I, I will not leave this city." ”

After several cardinals tried to persuade them to no avail, they had to get up and leave, and before leaving, one of the cardinals asked, "But...... Where should we go?"

Pope St. Allen looked at the rows of black dots rising at the end of the army on the distant horizon, and said with some distraction: "Go south, stay away from the coastline, and go to find the rumored land on the other side, where the Divine Bishop will be rebuilt, Emperor Xiaotian does not have a strong navy, and he can't stop you." ”

The cardinals descended the city wall with the support of the guards, and the black dots that had risen at the back of the army were getting closer and closer to the Holy City, and it turned out to be huge dragons!

Each giant dragon spread its wings for thirty or forty meters, and the larger ones were even fifty or sixty meters, and at this time, there were hundreds of giant dragons hovering in the vast plain in front of the Holy City, and the infantry and cavalry squares below them were almost completely obscured in the shadows, which could be called a real "covering the sky and the sun".

If you look closely, there is even a figure riding on the hundreds of dragons, some of them are samurai in heavy armor, and some are actually magicians holding magic staff and wearing hooded robes, and the number of magicians seems to be much more than the number of samurai.

The dragon roared, and the dragon roared in the sky, and the slogans shouted by the army that was getting closer and closer to the Holy City below shook the snow on the black walls of the Holy City.

Pope St. Allen looked at the land army that was about to reach the moat of the Holy City from the city walls, and the dragoon army hovering in the sky, his pale brown eyes suddenly lit up, and wisps of golden light flickered in them, and the light became more and more intense, until the whole pair of eyes were replaced by a brilliant gold.

The Pope's wrinkled old hands clenched the red diamond scepter in his hand, which was more than one person high, and slammed it into the ground, shaking the entire city wall and even the plain in front of the city.

Circles of golden ripples spread from the city walls to the earth and the sky, and the Pope's majesty was like a god descending to the mortal world, so that the dragons hovering in the sky seemed to feel a trace of fear, and did not dare to approach the holy city again, and the marching land army gradually stopped.

"You creatures who have betrayed the Lord of the Gods will one day be punished by the gods!" roared Pope St. Allen, his voice shaking the sky and the earth to the ground and crushing the groans of hundreds of dragons.

"It is not us who rebel against the gods. At first it was a little indifferent, and then a voice like rolling thunder sounded over the Holy City immediately after the Pope's words.

The man who spoke was obviously much more capable of using vocal skills than Pope St. Allen, his voice was not as angry and hoarse as the Pope, and people outside the Holy City could only hear his majestic and majestic voice echoing in the sky like thunder, and it had no effect, but the people in the Holy City seemed to hear thunder exploding in their ears one after another, and every word he said seemed to be a deafening thunder, and many soldiers stationed in the Holy City on the city walls covered their ears in pain.

After all, the army attacking the Holy City was made up of people who once believed in the Lord of the Gods, some of whom had come to worship in the Holy City during the 7,000-year celebration, but now they wanted to destroy their faith with their own hands, and when they heard the Pope, who had once been like a mortal god in their minds, reprimanded them, their feelings couldn't help but be a little complicated.

However, when the man's majestic voice sounded, the faces of the soldiers showed a look of fanaticism, and they raised their weapons and shouted with all their might:

"Long live Emperor Xiaotian! Long live Emperor Xiaotian!"

On the plain, in the center of the army array attacking the Holy City, a figure of a man rose up, his originally tall figure seemed to be a little small between the great shore and the world, but it was still like a huge mountain in front of him.

Hundreds of dragons circled around him and roared, and hundreds of thousands shouted his name until they were hoarse

Battles, sudden outbreaks.

A long sword with gorgeous golden lines slowly pulled out from the chest of a beautiful elf, bright red blood dripping down the long sword, and the black heavy armor of the Church Protector Knight holding the long sword was covered with blood, and even the golden sun mark on the chest helmet was dyed bright red.

The knight looked at the elf's beautiful eyes, which were fading away, cold and unforgiving.

Unfortunately, before he could even pull the sword out of the elf's chest, an angry dwarf roared and jumped, and the giant hammer in his hand burst out with a powerful fighting light, smashing the knight's head with a single blow, and red blood and white brains splattered everywhere.

The strong dwarf roared and pounded his solid chest, perhaps carried away by the joy of slaying his enemy, and he did not see a horse charging forward behind him.

The horses galloped past, and the knight leader of the Church Cathar on his horse pierced the dwarf's head with a single shot. Then, the enraged knight leader looked at the sky, spitting dragon breath at his companion, and threw his spear into the sky with the dwarven head still strung with it.

The black spear seemed to be burning, and it was infused with the holy flame fighting qi of the knight's commanding body, and at once it shattered the hard dragon scales of the dragon clan, passed through the neck of the dragon, and was blasted into a blood mist by the violent fighting qi along with the magician riding on it, and the huge body of the dragon fell to the ground.

However, the dragon slayer who had lost his fighting spirit was immediately surrounded by angry coalition soldiers and cut into pieces.

The 100,000 remaining cathar cavalry of the Church rushed out of the Holy City with a mortal mentality, and met the enemy in an almost suicidal manner, although there was a big gap with the besieging army in terms of numbers and strength, but still brought great casualties to the army.

The smoke burned out the weeds on the plains, and the blood soaked the earth, and the weeds of the coming year would surely grow wildly.

People are fighting, elves are fighting, dwarves are fighting, dragons are fighting.

The creatures in the midst of the battle still remembered to look at the sky from time to time.

The originally blue sky above the plain has long since become colorful and displaced, which is particularly gorgeous and dreamy.

This dream represents death, it is the magic element that is furious, it is the strongest fighting spirit surging.

The inextinguishable lotus fire, the deep cold water, the hurricane of ten thousand blades, the divine power of the thick earth, the brilliant light, the darkness of eternal silence, the power of all the elements turned into a huge stream of energy, entangled, exploded, shattered space, and disordered time.

It's beautiful, as if the Creator had turned the sky into a canvas on which he smeared one stroke after another, either in length or in length, or mottled in the sky.

From time to time, the sound of chanting ancient spells and the roar of ancient runes can be heard from the dreamy paintings.

It seems that this is no longer a battle in the human world, as if the legendary divine realm and the Holy Spirit are fighting each other.

Pope St. Allen shouted the name of Emperor Xiaotian in the city, and Emperor Xiaotian responded to it, took off to look at the Pope, and then ascended to the sky with the Pope, so that the sky turned into a colorful abstract painting.

The two fight in the middle of the painting

The war ended far faster than people thought, and the 100,000 cathar cavalry, despite their fearlessness, could not resist the disparity in numbers and overall strength.

They rushed into the ranks of the great army, without leaving a retreat, defending their loyalty, glory, and faith with their blood.

Maybe because the man was in heaven and the dawn of the gods could not shine down, they were surrounded and then destroyed.

Wars are brutal, no matter what the meaning is, no matter what they are fought for.

On the plains, blood was shedding and drifting, halberds were broken and sinking into the sand, and the bones were like mountains.

And when a loud bang came from the colorful and dreamy sky, the heavens and the earth lost sound.

The year-round snow on the holy mountain close to the holy city fell, and the blood and water immersed in the muddy earth were shaken high, and the tall black walls of the holy city collapsed.

A huge black hole emerged, sucking away a dreamy and colorful, tearing the death canvas apart, and the sky returned to blue, only to sigh that there were no more white clouds.

When the majestic figure of Emperor Xiaotian appeared, everything was doomed

In the year 7008, the great civilian hero Emperor Xiaotian ended the Church's rule on the Red Sea Continent for more than 7,000 years and established the largest and most powerful empire in the history of the continent, the Manhua Empire.

On the first New Year after the end of the war, Emperor Xiaotian, the founding emperor of the Manhua Empire, stood in front of the Tianhui Religious Palace Complex, a sacred place of the Church, which had been demolished into ruins, and announced the establishment of the Manhua Empire, and renamed the Holy City of the Church as the capital of the Empire.

At that time, the sky was full of snow and fireworks.

Emperor Howling made the Empire's flag and emblem the Rose Flower, as it was his wife, Lilith's favorite flower.

Because of its romantic love significance, the Manhua Empire is often referred to by its people as the Rose Empire.

After more than eight years of the founding war, except for the endless desert in the west, the harsh wilderness Gobi in the northwest, and the vast snow-capped mountains in the north, which are difficult for humans to inhabit, the flag of the rose flower fluttered in all the places inhabited by living beings on the Red Sea continent.

In the first year of the empire, the Emperor sent dwarves, elves and dragons to help humans build the Tower of Eternity, which lasted more than 30 years, reaching the sky and breaking through the clouds.

This flag, which has been flying on the Red Sea continent for more than 1,400 years of imperial era, still has a beautiful rose flower mark on it.

This tower, which has witnessed more than 1,400 years of wind and rain turmoil in the Eternal City, still breaks through the clouds and stands tall.

And they will float and stand forever like the meaning they represent, "eternity".