Act 179 Earth Legion

Instaron shook his head: "This is a decisive battle... The empire has invested so many troops in the south, but His Majesty never told us..."

"what did she say?"

"There is at least one-third of the empire's military strength here," Instaron clenched his fists and growled: "If these legions gather together, what will happen to Faenzan and Cruz?"

"Look there." Tagus walked up and pointed in a direction and said.

"Flag of the Dead Moon," Ma Da's future star suddenly felt dizzy: "Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Brando pursed his lips tightly. This was undoubtedly a decisive battle, and Eruin's biggest enemy, the Dead Moon Empire, was about to lose in this battle; but he could not feel a trace of joy in his heart. He only felt deep fear. He looked at the ocean shining with purple light and the Somir crystals falling from the clouds, and his heart felt cold.

Is this a war between the undead and the crystal clusters?

The scale of this war has exceeded that of the later Battle of Xielin and the War of Sifah in the Year of Sparks. Only the battle in the Alkhash Mountains before his crossing could be compared with it.

But the Dead Moon Empire, which was so powerful that it seemed unrivaled, actually lost without any controversy in such a crucial war. In his eyes, the flags representing the legion numbers were disappearing in the vast ocean.

That represents not only the defeat of the undead, but also the withering and falling petals of the Black Rose of Bromando. If Madara loses one-third of its military strength here, it is still unknown whether the empire can be maintained.

Not to mention, will the crystal clusters stop their march north because of this?

It's hard to say

What happened?

Brando couldn't help but ask himself, he didn't know if the Dead Moon Empire also experienced such a tragic war in the south in the previous life. Because at that time, the south of the Sea of ​​Dead Moon was a restricted area for players. His Majesty the Emperor explicitly prohibited any nobles from the north from entering the south. Naturally, the same was true for players.

No one knows whether the war in the southern part of the empire is intense or easing, whether it is a local conflict or a full-scale battle. Brando also cannot remember whether His Majesty the Emperor was in the Realm of Eternal Death when the Black Rose War broke out. This was Eruin. The sad part is the war that took place in Eruin. It didn't even attract the attention of the emperor.

"This is a war between the world of order and dusk, Brando, no one can stay out of it."

Bai Wu jumped off Medisa's shoulder and landed at his feet. Watch this scene.

Brando turned around and found that everyone seemed to be under magic, watching the scene blankly. Some of them come from Jiufeng and have a powerful empire behind them, and some of them come from Lubik. Although that desert kingdom is not as glorious as Cruz Madara, it still has a long history.

Others come from his territory, from the small country of Eruin. Except for Medisa, most people have never seen such a magnificent war in their lives. Although Delphine has witnessed the empire and Hazel with his own eyes. The army of constructs fought in the Gray Hills.

But that battle took place in the Huiyi Valley, and the battlefield was less than ten kilometers wide. Compared with the current battle, it was like a child's play. Even Blanc. The battle was reflected in his eyes, and his heart was surging.

The holy war of sixty years ago seemed to reappear before his eyes.

The power of the Dead Moon Empire was beyond everyone's expectations. The eight huge legions almost put the Cruz people to shame, not to mention that this was only one-third of its total power. Of course, the undead were due to various reasons. For this reason, their full power is almost never gathered.

The dark lords fight against each other. If it were not for the appearance of the mercury staff, this kingdom would be extremely powerful. It is almost about to remain in endless obscurity amid internal friction.

But no one is in it,

Always indulged in the past glory of the empire, like Delphine or Blanc. They have never thought that there is a power that is not inferior to the four temples outside the human world.

That's Bromanto's Black Rose.

Except for Brando, no one knows this secret, not because they can't understand it, but because arrogance and arrogance blind most people's eyes.

But now, this powerful enemy. But it is being crushed by an army that is completely unfamiliar to this world. Its enemies seemed to have no wisdom. They only knew how to swarm forward and engulf everything, and then the Dead Moon Empire was defeated.

Complete defeat.

Everyone heard the sound of something being broken. It was a countdown to the old order being overturned and the civilized world being destroyed by the power of disorder and chaos.

Adni seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned pale.

Instaron and Tagus said nothing, with the former still clenching his fists.

Huang Huo bit his lower lip, and Mr. Liu also looked solemn.

Brando looked solemn and thoughtful.

But at this moment, several spots of light suddenly flashed on the horizon, and several interlaced golden threads extended from nowhere, and instantly penetrated the entire battlefield.

Leviathan right above the clouds.

When Brando raised his head in shock, dazzling fire had exploded in mid-air in the center of the battlefield.

It was like a flare that was brighter than the sun. Several roaring fireballs were burning in the sky of the battlefield. The dazzling light dimmed the light of the entire battlefield, as if it had turned from day to night in an instant.

But the vision only appeared for a moment.

The mushroom cloud has risen with countless smoke and dust. The shock wave pushes the dust cloud and rushes into the woods with a swipe. Next, tons of dust and debris sweep in.

Brando reacted quickly, stretched out his hand and pushed forward to open a network of space laws, blocking all dust and air waves. But even so, the light shield was still bent at a terrifying amplitude, and the impact was The impact was far greater than the impact of the previous crystal clusters on it.

"What's going on?" someone shouted amidst the roar of the explosion.

But the cacophony of voices drowned out his questions, and the responses from everyone else.

But a thought flashed through Brando's mind: Is there a third party on the battlefield?

Is it Madara's backup force or an ally of the undead?

He turned back to look at Instaron, but the latter's face was as blank as Tagus's. They had also never seen such an attack and method.

Is this magic?

Brando always felt a little familiar. He was wondering if the Buga people were participating in the war. For the Silver People, this was very possible, because after all, their opponent was the Dragon of Twilight.

The smoke quickly dispersed.

Immediately someone screamed: "Look over there!"

Brando looked in that direction and saw clouds and mist on the horizon, and a white mist rising dozens of feet high. In the mist, it seemed that thousands of troops were gathering.

That's the one who loses his name.

The direction in which they are located...

Brando's heart tightened slightly. He saw rows of Knights of the Nameless Knights in the mist, holding spears, wearing armor, and riding horses made of clouds and mist, walking out of the depths of the clouds and mist:

They are lining up.

The knights of the Nameless One were expressionless and silent. A Knight of the Nameless One, wearing a cape and a laurel crown on his head, rode past the knights on the left and right. He held his long sword high, and the translucent sword tip seemed to reflect light. The sun's rays.

"That's the late Lord Ekko..." Blanc suddenly shouted in shock.

Brando also saw it.

That is the Lion-Hearted Holy Sword.

That scene seemed to overlap with that of a thousand years ago.

On that plain, the flags were shining, the knights wore long helmets and held lances. They lined up with each other, facing the heavy cavalry of the Cruz people.

The man stood in front of them and shouted to them:

"People of Eruin, my knights, are you afraid?"

There is only one answer.

…

"They're here again, Your Majesty."

A pale and slender hand slowly put down the long staff flowing with silver light. She looked at the battlefield and remained silent.

"Those are our heroes who are sleeping in the long river of history. The sages have passed away long ago, but they still protect us. Sir Isaac, do you still think that we are the only ones facing this war?"

"But I don't understand, Your Majesty, who are they?"

The Supreme One holding the mercury staff opened his mouth slightly and spoke the name in an almost inaudible voice:

"Earth Legion."

Rows of pale knights are walking out of the clouds and mist, holding their spears high like a forest, their tips flashing with dazzling light. In their memories that have been sleeping forever for thousands of years, the only answer lingers in their minds like a ghost. within.

What's that answer?

The war horses began to accelerate and trotted on the battlefield. The knights held their heads high and their spear points were lowered in a row.

A white wave appeared on the battlefield. They were galloping, carrying the momentum of thousands of troops. The faces of these knights were blurred and their bodies were ethereal. Each face represented a profound memory during their lifetime. The past, The present and the future are intertwined in their eyes.

They have no names, have lost their nationality, and no longer belong to any nation or race. Everything they had during their lives, together with their past, seems to have passed away like smoke.

And all the rest.

It exists only for this answer.

The defeated left wing of the undead instantly stopped, and a blade emitting pale cold light appeared on the battlefield. It swept across the broad land and cut diagonally into the purple ocean.

Colliding with it.

At that moment Brando looked back.

"We also join the war."

"What did you say, Lord?" Medissa asked in surprise.

"Madala cannot lose this war," Brando said to Medissa: "Just like the decisive battle that humans cannot lose on the Great Plains, Odin gave us a choice, and now we must Give him an answer."

This answer has been waiting for a thousand years.

That was a long time.

But the four sages finally handed everything back to the hands of the people who should decide it. At that moment, Brando suddenly understood the meaning of the Holy One.

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The rusty clockwork is being reset.

…(To be continued.)