Chapter 607 Disaster

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Many times, the world will not develop as you planned, just as Gawain thought that the confrontation between the royal family and the Eastern Realm would last at least until the end of the magnificent wall project, and Ansu would have at least a year before the war reignited. It was safe, but the fact was that just after half a year had passed, another fire started from an unexpected place—to be honest, the actions of the Society for the End of All Things were beyond Gawain’s expectations.

He did know that the dark sect was a hidden danger, and that the cultists were full of madness and destruction, but until he discovered the "vine" in the Shadow Realm, he never thought that the erosion of the Society for the End of All Things had been so serious, and until the last A month ago, he did not expect that they would directly attack the royal family and the aristocratic army in the east-at this point, their actions had completely detached from the concept of "dark sect".

On the 5th day of the recovery month of Ansu 738, Gawain, Amber and others returned to Cecil City, and immediately summoned the personnel in charge of military and intelligence.

In a high-level conference room in the government affairs hall, Amber reported the information just sent by his subordinates:

"...About two-thirds of the MIA operatives have received orders and are on their way back to the South, and the remaining one-third are missing. The last time they sent back information was on the last day of last month, located in Operators in White Pine Town, a royal-controlled area, reported that local residents were holding secret and suspicious gatherings, and the local lord had not appeared for three weeks."

Gao Wen looked at Amber: "Where are the missing persons mainly located?"

"The intersection and confrontation area between the royal control area and the eastern control area, the current intelligence in these areas has been completely interrupted."

Heidi stood up on Gawain's right hand: "Since the end of last month, the teams of traders, travelers, and adventurers from the above-mentioned areas have all been interrupted. The arrivals were on the 41st day of the cold month, a caravan - at present, we have closely monitored all those who entered from the above-mentioned areas throughout the winter last year, and are still stranded in the south, and have not been found to carry curses, magic, and plagues. In addition, the information sent back by Baisha Mining is normal, and the order in the eastern border is not affected. I have ordered Hom to be more vigilant and prepare for evacuation.”

Gawain nodded and turned to Rebecca: "Is there any progress on Kamel's side?"

Rebecca quickly stood up: "Yes, some, Mr. Carmel has come up with a lot of information, including the characteristics of the various stages of the mutation of the gods and the characteristics of the magic reaction. He said that the biggest feature of the gods is that they will not be affected by Controlled release of arcane energy with mixed attributes, but he also said that this is all data from a thousand years ago, and there is no guarantee that the evil that will be created by the death of all things will be the same."

at last,

Gawain looked at Philip and Byron.

"Armored troops have been assembled in the Rock Fort and the Gren area," said Philip, the first to stand up. "In addition to the tanks with heavy burners, we have also prepared a large amount of 'conventional' fuel, including alchemical grease and Sticky gum."

Followed by Byron: "Battleships can block the Dorgon at any time."

Gawain exhaled.

Fortunately, no matter how unexpected the actions of the Society for the End of All Things were, it wasn't that he really didn't respond.

He has always been prepared for the worst.

Then he turned his attention to Soldrin.

The high-level ranger had already stood up voluntarily and looked like he was waiting for an order.

"Bring your most elite team members, bring the best equipment, and enter the eastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain. You must understand the situation there."

Heidi took a breath. Although she had already guessed that there would be such a situation, she couldn't help but remind: "This may be regarded as a provocation or even an invasion by the noble lords of the Holy Spirit Plain..."

"Then welcome them to come to me to protest with their heads," Gawain said indifferently, "They are unable to protect their land and people, I will help them, and if they are not able to understand the situation, then I will also help them. "

Then he continued: "Soldrin, you enter the confrontation zone in the direction of the Pompeii-Remberg-giant wood crossing, but don't go too deep. If you find a refugee who can be rescued, send a signal immediately, and I will order Sir Walder to prepare A group of mechanical ships is on standby at the mouth of the Dorgon, ready to meet you - but if the plague is found to have begun... withdraw immediately."

The high-level ranger hit his chest with his hand: "Yes."

Gawain will try his best to rescue the people of the Holy Spirit Plains who may have fallen into danger, but he cannot save everyone, and he also has to take into account the fact that a deadly plague has spread deep in the royal family-eastern confrontation area, and the refugees who have escaped from the above areas are carrying the infection. In this situation, he must first ensure the safety of the southern border.

...

In the Holy Spirit Plain, deep in the confrontation area, a sudden thick fog enveloped the entire giant wood crossing area.

White Pine Town, Giant Wood Valley, Gorrondo area, Gray Mountain City, Boulder City... In just a few hours, more than a dozen towns and countless villages, camps, and manors were shrouded in fog.

The giant sun is already in the sky, but the heat of the sun is still unable to disperse the thick fog. Houses, churches, spires of bell towers, and city walls, all things appear hazy in the gray-white fog. The sun is particularly dim and weak due to the thick fog. Under the weak skylight, the doors and windows of every household are closed, and the towns seem to suddenly become empty cities.

In front of a barracks, the soldiers were anxiously watching the scene on the street not far away. This abnormal fog seemed to hide a frightening power. Even the daring soldiers were faint in the fog. The streets couldn't help but get nervous.

"This bloody weather...a thick fog of shit," a soldier clenched his spear, cursing to ease his inner nervousness. "The fog is too big this spring!"

"I've never seen such a big fog in my life," another soldier muttered, "I've heard that this kind of bad weather only happens over Typhon—they spend half the year in fog. live."

"I'm a little itchy - I suspect I haven't showered all winter."

"Don't doubt it, you #mom didn't take a bath all winter."

A few words of small talk seemed to relieve the tension in the hearts of the soldiers a little, they became relaxed, and once again turned their eyes to the shadowy streets in the distance.

A tall figure walking out of the thick fog entered the sight of the soldier.

"Who is it!" The soldiers subconsciously clenched their weapons and shouted loudly at the figure walking out of the thick fog.

In another town, several knights who were patrolling around the lord's castle stopped cautiously, and a tall and shadowy figure was walking out of the thick to strange mist in the distance, approaching silently.

The figure was dressed in a wide black robe, and all the faces were hidden in the shadow of the hood, and the knights could only make out the other's amazing height - just like the legendary mountain people with half giant blood, nearly three. Mi's height makes one can only look up.

The knights quickly drew their swords in their hands and shouted loudly, "Stop! You are stepping on the forbidden land of the Viscount!"

The tall figure stopped, and in the dark shadow of the hood, there seemed to be a pair of heterogeneous eyes quietly watching the knights in front of him.

The knights suddenly felt a little itchy.

Towns, streets, and streets, dressed in black robes and nearly three meters tall, came out of the thick fog.

They wandered the streets as if aimlessly, but appeared almost uniformly everywhere.

The closed doors and windows were opened, and a large number of civilians who were hiding in the house came out.

Some of them are nervous, some are frenzied, some are happy, with all kinds of expressions, they walk down the street silently and tacitly, following behind those tall figures.

More confused and disturbed sights appeared behind the open windows. The owners of these sights stared at the scene on the street in a trance, as if they didn't know what was going on, but as those tall black-robed figures walked away from their eyes. However, the dazedness in these sights gradually subsided, and they also opened the door and walked onto the street.

On the roof of a church, twin elves with almost identical faces stood on the eaves, smiling at the scene in the thick fog.

"Did you hear that?" they whispered, "that heart really started beating..."

...

The heartbeat filled the entire underground rift valley, strong and powerful, shocking the minds of everyone who dared to set foot here.

Standing on a platform floating above the magma, the all-death masters guarding the Abyss of Flesh held their breath, and looked ahead with extreme enthusiasm and anticipation.

A huge mass of meat bound in the air by the rune chain is constantly wriggling and changing with the sound of the heartbeat. After each heartbeat, this huge and twisted piece of meat will be more condensed and separated from the terrifying, filthy bloodstained form.

It gradually condensed its limbs, gradually condensed its fur, and gradually condensed its shape like a giant deer.

Countless slaves with blindfolded eyes, ears plugged, and rune collars lined up on the long bridges, walking along the bridges leading to the false gods. Whenever they got close to the "Julu" Within a few meters, their bodies will be eroded by some invisible force, instantly transformed into indescribable distorted flesh and blood, and integrated into the body of the false god - then most of the flesh and blood will be discarded as "waste" and fall into In the magma surging below, only a few "factors" with shimmering light were left, which became the "food" for the growth of the false god's body.

That is the evil factor, it is the element that human beings have inherited from the time of Gondor and belong to the gods.

Now, they are reuniting and forming a new god.

However, the number is still not enough, this level of "sacrifice" is still not enough, the process of awakening the false god's body is stagnant at the last step, and the giant deer, which has initially had a sense of sacredness and power, floats quietly over the magma, it is still tight With eyes closed, the whole body's fur and the blood vessels and muscles under the fur are constantly wriggling, as if the process of continuous aggregation and collapse continues.

A figure came out from the depths of the shadow. He was wearing a black priest's robe with intricate patterns, but his face was hidden in the depths of some kind of distorted illusion. He volleyed to the head of "Julu", and everything on the platform ended. The deceased leader and the priests farther away had already knelt down neatly: "Great leader!"

For hundreds of years, he has been locked in a secret room, and the Grand Master of the End of Everything, who has almost never appeared in public, finally left his room and came to this final ceremonial place.

"It's only the last step," said the man who covered his face in the illusion, "the awakening of artificial gods requires more evil factors, and the first and final believers...

"let's start."

...

goooo...

The soldier swallowed nervously—even though the figure in the black robe had stopped not far from him.

He had to muster his courage with a loud shout: "Take off the hood—at once!"

The black-robed figure stood motionless, until half a minute later, he turned his head slightly, as if listening to the sound in the air.

Afterwards, it took off its hood, and the black robe was silently turned to ashes.

A giant made of flesh and crystal intertwined stood in the thick fog, and those crystallized eyeballs with no human features stared at the soldier in front of him.

The soldier opened his mouth in great horror, but he could no longer make any sound.

He stared at the giant, trembling all over, as if watching the messenger of God, his teeth quickly turned into crystals, clusters of crystals grew on the surface of his body, the joints cracked, and energy surged between flesh and blood.

He raised his head, and in the rapidly alienating field of vision, he saw a divine brilliance emerging from the depths of the thick fog. A giant deer covered in white came out of the brilliance. The giant deer had light-cast horns and crystal eyes. .

Julu looked at him with pity, as if looking at everyone in the world, and a sigh came from the brilliance.

There seemed to be endless regret and helplessness in that sigh.

Anzu 738, the 10th day of the month of recovery.

The first disaster caused by the power of gods in this era was initiated by the hands of mankind.