Scene 517 Bad News

"Currently, the main attack directions of the Twilight Species are from the west and south of Alkash, the Anzlova and Anzeruta areas, the east of Faenzan and Ellan Tower in the north, and the south of the Sea of ​​the Dead Moon. Among them, the Twilight Army The offensive force in the west is mainly composed of crystal clusters, with a small number of nightmare insects and rebellious dragons. We can collectively call it the crystal cluster army; while the dusk force in the north, according to our observation, is mainly composed of energy races. Occasionally some demons, we can call them a coalition of Neng clan and demons.”

The night was deep and everything was quiet, but the unfinished meeting during the day was still going on in the tent.

The light of the butter torch illuminated the huge tent brightly, and the people were looking forward to it. The grand leader of the Holy Light Knights of the Faenzan people was holding a pointed wooden stick and gesticulating on the huge map spread out. But soon, a middle-aged man wearing a black military uniform with dark eyes and a pale face stood up to replace him. The shining silver rose emblem on the middle-aged chest represented his identity as a Madara soldier. This man was August, a model of the Black Nobility, a famous general of Madara's generation known as the Pride of the Black Rose in later generations.

At least in this era, Madara's shining general star would eclipse any of its neighboring countries. Any one of the mid-level and upper-level officers would be a famous figure in later generations, not to mention a large number of future geniuses like Greta, Instalon, and Tagus who were still buried among the lower-level officers.

Looking at Tagus and Instalong standing behind August, Brando felt a little envious in his eyes. This is what it feels like to have so many talents - in comparison, although Eruin has everything on the right track , but after the royal party fell apart, the outstanding figures among this generation of nobles began to wither, as if they were somewhat out of touch.

Of course, he had no regrets in his heart - the birth of a genius would often bring huge benefits to a kingdom, but if the genius had evil intentions, the damage would be equally heavy. Only people with the same ideals and beliefs can be said to be used by Eruin. Fortunately, the aging generation has withdrawn from history, and among this generation of Eruin young people, there will also be many heroes who will grow up in the future - Valkyrie, Haruze, Antitina, Chiara , Mikayah, Brayson, Muco, Manrique, Lorca, Caglis and Brayson, even Akane, and Eco’s daughter who had just been born, the last Eruin hero in history, Ella. pull.

When the young people of Eruin grow up, the kingdom will surely usher in a new situation. Perhaps in just twenty years, or even ten years, a new empire will be like Marada in this era. Gratitude is rising.

And all it needs now is just time.

But time, which is said to be light, is already an unbearable burden for this world. Brando stood alone in the darkness outside the tent, silently staring at the starry sky above the wilderness without saying a word, recalling many past memories in his heart.

It's Butchi, it's the mountains of Chablis, it's the Fir Castle, it's the Ring of the Trade Winds, it's even the Dead Frost Forest and the cold rain of Silman, maybe earlier, it's from before the era, with water, dragons, dragons, and strange lights. 6 separate world.

He once remembered many people, comrades, colleagues, friends, subordinates and even relatives and lovers, but at the end of everything, how many people will still remember him? He couldn't help but reach out to grab the starry sky. This night was so similar to that summer night in the year of blooming flowers. He seemed to want to grasp the starry sky in his palm and bring everything back to the beginning.

But even if history happened again, could he do it better?

Brando asked himself, but found that he didn't have much regret.

"Little Roman." He whispered the name and touched his cheek with his hand, which was actually a little moist.

Time, that may be what he wants everyone to strive for in the end——

Someone opened the tent and came out, standing side by side with him.

"What are you thinking about, Your Majesty the King of Fire?" the voice asked.

Brando turned around and found that the other person was a stranger. Black eyes and pale face - this is a typical symptom of the black nobles of Madara, but the other party is very young. After Brando hesitated for a moment, he recognized him: "Greta."

"You know me?" Greta was a little surprised.

Brando smiled. He didn't have to know anyone, but he would never know this famous general of Madala. Perhaps in his time, using the title of Military God to describe Greta was a bit untrue. After all, even in the first thirty years of the Second Era, this young man from a dark noble family in Sylma was only a talented person. Just over sixty years old.

Most of the dark nobles are actually human beings. They are the Madara people. Although the outside world often scornfully calls them the descendants of the exiles, the Madara people are proud of this identity.

They had served the Dark Dragon and never regretted it.

There is no doubt that people will never doubt that in the one thousand years after the return of glory, Greta will be the master of this era; and in the history before this, there will be no one His achievements can surpass him - even the genius of the wind elves, the lord of Lorraine Dell, Istovel, and even his grandfather, the Earth Sword Master Darus, can do the same.

Because this is Greta. Although Brando can no longer see it, he has no doubt that even if the time is pushed back several centuries, the name of this military god will continue to be suppressed for many generations after that. . The greatest misfortune of a genius is to live in a similar era to a more talented person.

After the Eruin people and the Madara people eliminated the hostile relationship, Brando felt a little happy to be able to surprise the future military god. He smiled and replied: "You are a Madara person, so you should I’ve heard of the Black Prophecy.”

Greta seemed to remember something and her eyes widened in surprise: "Could it be that the legend is true and you are really the Dragon of Darkness?"

Brando asked seriously: "Am I not the one now? Don't forget my relationship with your Emperor. I also held the mercury staff."

Greta laughed dryly and began to regret that he should not have sneaked out alone - he originally thought that the young King of Flame was an interesting person, but now it seems that he is indeed interesting, but a little interesting. Too much.

"...Dear Your Majesty, please don't make fun of a little person like me."

"In your opinion, is this a joke?" Brando asked seriously.

Greta suddenly fell silent. Although the Madara people have their own emperor, they once swore allegiance to Odin and have never changed this oath. If Brando is really the one who has sworn the oath, then His Majesty the King of Flame is also the object of his allegiance - his level of respect is even higher than that of His Majesty the Emperor himself.

There was a hesitant look on his face. Rumors that Count Tonigel was the Dragon of Darkness actually began to circulate a few years ago. The witches were loyal to him as proof. Because of this, even this later generation The God of War also had to carefully consider the possibility.

Of course, if it were decades later, he wouldn't be fooled by Brando's little joke.

Brando looked at the hesitant and struggling look on the face of the future God of War, and the evil taste in his heart was greatly satisfied. He was very self-aware and understood that he could not defeat him in terms of brains or military talent. Perhaps this will be the only time in his life that this generation of famous generals has an advantage when facing Greta.

But this was the only time, and it was enough to make him feel proud. After all, Greta would be called undefeated in the future, and the only person who could defeat him was Her Majesty the Queen in Warnd.

And now at least one more person has been added, and that is the hero of the Tonigel people, Brando.

Brando finally couldn't help laughing and patted Greta on the shoulder. His depression was gone. As if he had figured something out, he turned and walked into the tent. Only Greta was left standing outside the tent with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot. If he didn't understand that the Lord of Fire was just teasing himself, then he would have used this name in vain.

The discussion in the tent has reached an intense level——

The Faenzan people promised to work with the wild elves to block the attack of the energy and demon alliance in the Great Glacier. In fact, as early as the Year of the Sword, they had already built a solid defense line in the outer areas of the Great Glacier. At this moment, this line of defense is in charge of Her Royal Highness Arkaf, the sister of the Elf Queen. Although the attacks from the Neng clan and the demons are fierce, the defenders are equally tenacious and promise not to allow the Twilight Dragon's minions to continue southward in the short term.

But the dwarf king Kalifen sneered at this. He came to Manktor's side this time to escort the holy sword Mithore, but more importantly, he brought a warning to everyone. During the War of the Saints, the reason why he abandoned the covenant and left, which even caused the Lion Man to bear the humiliation for thousands of years, was precisely because the dwarf clan was temporarily warned by the Earth Temple during that war and had been silent for a long time. The mountain god Himmelud suddenly issued an oracle, ordering them to immediately leave the mortal battlefield and go beyond the elemental boundaries to participate in another war - the war to protect the holy land of the dwarves, the Silver Plains.

This secret was not known to the world at that time, but in this era, everyone already knew the outcome of this war.

It was Brando who really brought the news of the failure of the war.

After returning from the Stasis Realm, he asked Andrea and others to spread the news of the battle of Fenhotos. The power of dusk has been absorbed, but that is actually just a failed end to the war outside the elemental boundaries for this millennium.

In this long war, the Earth Legion suffered all their casualties, and in the end they could only exist in the material world in the form of heroic spirits. In the end, they failed to protect the Stasis Realm and the Elemental Boundary. Although Brando brought back the last goddess of war guard, the Twilight Dragon also revealed the real secret of the Stagnation Realm.

Fortunately, this was all just a trap carefully laid by Odin and Martha together for the Lord of Chaos.

At least the final throne was not allowed to fall into Dusk's hands.

Shortly after the Battle of Fenhotos, the Dwarf King Karifan also returned to the material world. After going through the entire battle, his understanding of the war was completely different from Brando's. Brando only saw the Throne of Finality, but Kalifen obviously saw more.

"What I must remind you is," the Dwarf King put his warhammer on the table with a bang and said to everyone in a rough voice: "Contrary to what many people imagine, the magic tide is just the awakening of the Dusk Dragon. A harbinger, but as for the war itself, it started a thousand years ago. Now the war around the elemental realm has ended - and the army of the twilight that once defeated the Earth Legion and us, I have to regret I can tell you that they are far more prepared for this war than you think."

Duke Ludwig stood up. Today he came here as a representative of the Cruz military: "Your Majesty Karifan, you mean that in the previous battles, what we saw was just a glimpse of the minions of dusk. A small part of the power? And its true strength is still outside the elemental boundary, and it is possible that we will see it soon?"

"If only it were that simple," Kalifin sneered: "How long has it been since the battle of Fenhotos in the south of the Sea of ​​Dead Moon? Does it take a long journey from the elemental realm to the material realm? The first half of the year? You must understand that the dwarves also returned to Warend from that battlefield. There is no reason for the dusk army to move slower than my dwarf army."

"Wouldn't it mean that the main force of the Twilight Dragon had returned to Warend before the battle of Alkash? Then why didn't they cooperate with the civil strife of the Sasardians to completely eliminate us in one go? You must know that the entire order was at that time Isn't it when the world is at its weakest?" Someone objected.

"That's because there aren't that many Twilight Army in front of the Cruz people. Relying on the unstable teleportation points in Cruz, it's impossible for the main force of the Twilight Army to reach Warnd. But that doesn't mean that the Twilight Dragon has nothing to do, except for the Cruz people. , the Madara people and the Faenzan people might as well tell you, when was the first time you fought against the Twilight Species?" the dwarf king asked.

The expressions of August and the grand leader of the Holy Knights of Light who were present changed at the same time.

In fact, the crystal cluster army in Cruz only appeared after the death of Black Moon, but even so, the Cruz people were defeated continuously, and an immeasurable force was formed in a short period of time.

But the crystal clusters that appeared in the south of Madara did not appear in the past one or two years.

"Your Majesty the Dwarf King, are you saying that there may be far more crystal clusters in the south of the Sea of ​​Dead Moon than Madara has seen?" August stood up and asked nervously.

The Dwarf King continued to shake his head: "The Twilight Army in the south of the Sea of ​​Dead Moon is actually just preparing for the battle of Fenhotos. Although the Twilight Dragon started preparing decades ago. But the real threat does not come from At this point, I am more worried about the Twilight Army in the Great Glacier. Your Excellency, Grand Commander, might as well tell me when you started fighting against the Twilight Dragon?"

The grand leader of the Holy Knights of Light looked pale and said nothing.

"Your Excellency, Grand Commander?" Duke Ludwig couldn't help but ask.

The atmosphere in the tent was a little cold for a while, and everyone obviously felt something was wrong from the face of the grand leader of the Holy Knights of Light.

If the Dusk Dragon has really built a solid invasion point in the great glacier, then after its army returned from the battlefield of Fenhotos, it has been planning something silently for the past six months. what?

The grand leader of the Supreme Judgment Knights sitting nearby also had thin beads of sweat on his forehead.

He suddenly remembered that it seemed that there had been no news about the Great Glacier for a long time; but they had never considered the possibility that the alliance between the Faenzan people and the wild elves would encounter unexpected events. After all, it was the common destiny of the two empires. With the power and the support of the druids, even if it fails, there will be no news at all.

But what if what the dwarf king Kalifin said is true?

It is obviously not meaningless for the Twilight Dragon to conceal its intentions.

"If I remember correctly," Arcas, one of the twelve wizards, answered. As for monitoring the borders of civilization, the Bugis obviously have the most say: "The crystal clusters in the great glacier should have been around for more than six hundred years." It appeared before. We were the first to see the vision there. The Neng clan and the demons dug a huge seal under the great glacier. We tried to attack several times but ended in failure. But we have the most to say about this issue here. Quan is actually not a Buga——"

He said, looking at Fusia beside him.

This Seven-pole Dragon King is nominally sealed in the Great Glacier, but in fact he is the supervisor of that seal. For hundreds of years, she has been monitoring the movements of demons and energy people in that direction.

And Yuki's black-robed wizards are actually her subordinates.

But when faced with Arcas' question, the Evil Dragon King also shook his head.

"About two hundred years ago, the battle outside the elemental realm was urgent. I entrusted the mortal affairs to Yuki and then went to the Silver Plains. Now, I am afraid that he and his black-robed wizard are the only ones who know the true situation in the great glacier. Only then did we understand what was going on.”

Fucia replied somewhat calmly: "But you don't have to worry too much. I met William as early as a year ago. He entrusted me to intervene in the progress of the war on the mainland, and he should have gone to the mainland. In the glacier.”

But before she finished speaking, an old voice shattered everyone's hopes.

"No, Fucia...you and I may be wrong..."

An old man walked in from outside.

If they hadn't seen the silver ring of true knowledge in his hand, which represented the wizard leader and the city of Carnage, almost no one would have recognized that this old man with a pale face, a haggard appearance, and a silver robe almost stained with blood, was the once famous man. The recorder of all kinds of laws - William Pist.

He stood quietly at the door and looked at everyone.

It was eerily quiet inside the tent.

"...Yuki is dead, and the black-robed wizard no longer exists in the world."

"And I suspect that His Highness Alkaf may also be in danger..."

"The Northern Defense Line is over -"

…(To be continued.)