Prologue
October 3042 Railway
A long train was covered in armor with billowing smoke and smoke, but inside the carriage there was the smell of medicine and blood, and sometimes unbearable moans.
I saw that most of the people in the car were soldiers, and most of them were wounded soldiers, tormenting them in pain and curled up in a ball, and among the people who had seats, they were all officers, and two people stood out.
A young man about Chinese New Year's Eve, wearing a military uniform and wearing the rank of captain, but his temperament looked different from that of an ordinary officer, sinking into grief, and another was more obvious, old, wearing a robe, his body was clean, and his expression looked relatively calm.
"The empire is over!" another groan of pain woke the young man, who looked blankly at the wounded soldier and muttered in a low voice.
In fact, a few of the wounded soldiers who approached around heard it, but none of them made a sound, and everyone knew very well: the once glorious and great Great Lu Dynasty was about to collapse!
When the young man said this, he couldn't help choking, and this subtle and painful voice resounded in this carriage.
"Ji Jiang, there is no immortal dynasty in the world...... The evolution of the vicissitudes of life is not only human...... It is impossible for man, nation, history, and even God to get rid of ......"
"Not to mention that we are just small warlocks, and although we have power, we are powerless to interfere with this fate. The old man said comfortingly.
The young man named Ji Jiang was still choked: "...... I know, but if Dalu is defeated, where will our people go? The great powers will not sit idly by and watch the smooth rise of our new destiny. ”
"Especially those foreign gods......" Ji Jiang glanced at the old man, and did not make a sound, to some extent, the old man's Buddha, how could he not be an alien god?
Ji Jiang has been practicing, before becoming a soldier, he has become a warlock, joined the empire, the outbreak of the world war, and finally has the opportunity to use magic to kill the enemy, once, and a company of British troops, as a result, all the British became prisoners, and it is this merit that made him a captain.
But his strength was too small, and it was too late to enter the war, and in less than a year, he tasted defeat.
A whistle sounded, and the train slowed down and approached the platform.
“...... Nope!"
"I don't accept this fate. ”
"Our empire and our nation, with ever-growing potential...... Eventually, transcendence, and continuous perfection, although there will be obstacles, the road to beauty is inevitable and irreversible. ”
Ji Jiang believes in the power of the empire and the people.
The train finally stopped on the platform, Ji Jiang stood up, choked and stopped, and gradually a sense of mission filled his body and mind, and he adjusted his military uniform.
The empire will be holy!
There is no doubt that the new destiny is still ours......
"I am a warlock, I have the power and the mission......" Ji Jiang said to himself, "I want to be excited, and I ...... fight"
"God and man have the same fate. ”
"There is no fighting, no killing, only endless love and care, there is no such other side. ”
"Childish people are always full of illusions about God, thinking that God can save them, love them, and give peace...... Such an idea is stupid!"
Ji Jiang saw a really frustrating situation.
Hungry people loot for food, soldiers hang their heads, and in telegrams, rioters continue to plot and sabotage...... The military disgraces the Empire, while the corrupt suck the blood of the Empire and are at peace......
"Be strong...... I will fight!" Ji Jiang said: "There are imperial armies on the frontal battlefield, and we must defeat the warlocks of those powers. ”
"Those warlocks who have received the grace of an alien god, or are directly descendants of a god, and have great power without much cultivation!"
"If cultivation gains power too slowly, I will also gain the power of the gods like the warlocks of those powers, and declare war on the invaders!"
"In our history, there have also fallen gods, and I believe that there are still gods in the ruins. ”
Thinking of this, Ji Jiang could feel that the fire was burning in his body.