Chapter 425 IF Line: A World Where Roland Does Not Exist
"Wake up, wake up."
A voice sounded in Odin's ears.
Hearing the familiar voice, Odin opened her eyes slightly confusedly. She raised her head from the table a little slowly and supported her body with both hands.
What caught Odin's eyes was the parchment that filled most of the table and the messy military camp.
She frowned and slightly mobilized the power in her body. The light lightning flashed across her body, stimulating her to regain consciousness. Then, she turned her head and looked at the person next to her.
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Her guard was standing by and said with a worried look on his face.
"My lord, do you want to rest for a while?"
Odin frowned and rubbed her temples a little uncomfortable. She always felt that something was wrong.
Was she confused in sleep?
Odin shook his head, put this wrong feeling behind him, and asked.
"What time is it now?"
"Sir, it is July 8, 1445. According to Locke's instructions, we are on our way to the front line."
After hearing Odin's words, the guards were a little confused, but they still gave the answer honestly.
1443?
Odin blinked his eyes and looked around in confusion.
Is this... right?
Odin frowned, recalling her vague memories. She seemed to have dreamed a dream, a beautiful dream after defeating the green tide.
But she couldn't remember what she dreamed about.
As she recalled, Odin also recalled what she had told the guards before going to bed.
That's right, she had told them last night that they would set off for the front line today. She had planned to stay up late to deal with these military affairs, but why did she fall asleep?
Odin glanced at the parchment on the table, feeling a little distressed, and could only deal with it while rushing on the road.
Thinking about the tense battle on the front line, Odin didn't care to think too much. He called on his guards to quickly pack up all the parchments, quickly dismantle the barracks, and rush to the front line with his magic troops.
Odin rode his warhorse on the plains, looking at the vast grassland, recalling the current situation of the rebels,
Odin's mood became heavier.
Locke's injuries are getting worse and worse, the local faction is still dragging its feet, and the border faction is also torn apart. Can such a rebel army really fight against the green tide?
Where is the future of Donnar?
Odin thought about the future silently. As for the beautiful dream she had last night, she had long forgotten it all.
"Charge!"
With a loud shout, Odin led his magic knights to cut through the green-skinned army in front of them. Whether it was ordinary green-skinned orcs, green-skinned warriors or elite green-skinned extraordinary people, it was difficult to stop the knights' charge.
Any obstacles in front of him were crushed into slag. Odin casually chopped off the head of a greenskin transcendent with a sword, and stared at the greenskin warlord in the green tide army.
And the greenskin warlord also looked at Odin, opened his bloody mouth, showed a grim smile, and made a deafening sound that resounded throughout the battlefield.
"You are worthy of my personal attack."
After saying that, it rushed over with its weapon.
After it came over, the greenskin orcs around Odin quickly cleared a large open space, and the knights behind her also slowed down.
The greenskin orcs and knights made way for the fight between Odin and the greenskin warlord, and all kinds of fighting on the battlefield stopped. The greenskin orcs and knights all looked at this open space, waiting for the duel between them.
Strange..
Odin looked around, looking at the quiet knights and greenskin orcs, she felt a little bit of disobedience.
However, she didn't think much about it, because the greenskin warlord was coming.
Looking at the approaching greenskin warlord, Odin silently tightened his sword.
After a fierce fight, Odin narrowly defeated the greenskin warlord. She stood in front of the greenskin warlord, with her sword against the greenskin warlord's neck. With just a little force, Odin could chop off his head.
Odin's sword had cut its skin, and dark green blood had flowed out, but the greenskin warlord in front of him showed no fear of death. He showed a twisted smile and said very heroically.
"Hahaha, you are a respectable opponent. It's a good ending to die in your hands."
Looking at the heroic greenskin warlord in front of him and his free and easy words, Odin frowned, did not answer, and chopped off his head with a sword expressionlessly.
When the greenskin warlord's head fell to the ground, the knights and human soldiers behind Odin also raised their weapons and cheered in unison.
The green tide that was just fighting began to withdraw in an orderly manner, giving up control of this area.
Odin stood there, dark green blood dripping down the sword onto the ground. She listened to the cheers around her, looked at the green orcs who were evacuating in an orderly manner, and the human soldiers and knights who had no intention of pursuing them and let them leave. She felt the power of promotion in her body and remained silent.
In March 1444, Odin led the Knights to kill thirteen green warlords in a row and recaptured a large amount of land. As a result, she became a hero of the rebels and a recognized leader of the border faction.
In April, with the successive victories on the front line, the strength of the border faction became stronger and stronger, and the local faction of the rebels was suppressed.
In July, Odin killed through the green tide and arrived at the Silver Wall.
Under the fanatical gaze of countless human soldiers and extraordinary people, Odin stood in front of Lake Saint Nicholas, looking at the lake in front of him calmly.
Thick white fog filled the lake, blocking the view.
Odin looked at the lake in front of him expressionlessly, calmly stretched out his right hand to the lake, and then held the hilt of the sword.
As expected, a long sword with a brass body and red and white filaments wrapped around the blade appeared in Odin's hand.
Hidden in the depths of Lake Saint Nicholas, the legendary weapon, the Shining Blade, took the initiative to deliver it to her.
Endless power poured into her body from the hilt, instantly pushing her to rise again.
The bottleneck of the sixth ring was broken instantly, and the bottleneck of the seventh ring would be broken in less than a few seconds with the power of the Shining Blade. Under its power, Odin completed the second physical sublimation on the spot.
Afterwards, Odin's power continued to rise.
The concept symbolizing the self, the world, and the self was constructed in an instant. The world mark was immediately pulled down by the shining blade and quickly constructed into a fire. The spirituality symbolizing endless changes and the future was also easily constructed.
Finally, the authority of the extraordinary to influence and change the world was also instantly constructed, called: Domination.
In the blink of an eye, she became the nine-ring knight who was only one step away from becoming a legend.
Odin felt the unimaginable powerful force in her body, and looked up at the St. Nicholas Lake in front of her expressionlessly. She raised the shining blade and waved it calmly. A powerful wave of air instantly swept the lake in front of her, dispersing all the white fog.
Looking at the lake in front of her where the white fog disappeared and was full of vitality, Odin put away the shining blade and turned around calmly.
What caught Odin's eyes were countless soldiers, extraordinary people, and nobles kneeling on the ground.
Whether it was the fearless soldiers who once charged at the greenskin warlords with their mortal bodies, or the knight companions who once fought side by side and were close friends, or the arrogant and greedy nobles.
They all knelt in front of Odin, shouting her name.
Standing in front of them, Odin was silent.
In July 1444, Odin was recognized by the Shining Blade.
In August, Locke announced his abdication, and Odin officially became the new leader of the rebels.
In September, all the border factions and local factions within the rebels knelt in front of Odin, and all the rights of the rebels belonged to Odin.
In March 1445, Odin announced the Eastward Expedition.
In July, Odin and Kan'ozu met on the battlefield. The two armies gave up the battlefield and the two started a duel to determine the fate of Donnar.
In August, with the Shining Blade, Odin killed Kan'ozu and ignited the spark at the same time, successfully ascending to the legend.
In October, the allied forces joined the rebels, and Odin became the knight monarch of the only regime in Donnar.
In December, the rebels recovered two-thirds of Donnar's land.
In May 1446, the rebels successfully recovered the entire Donnar.
In August, the rebels announced the official end of the Reconquista.
In September, the supreme knight emperor arrived at his loyal Kastonas.
Outside the city of Kastonas, surrounded and cheered by countless people, nobles and soldiers, Odin walked into the gate of Kastonas with her loyal guards.
Walking on the street from the gate to the palace, Odin calmly watched the cheering and enthusiastic citizens on both sides of the street,
the humble and honest nobles and the fanatically loyal soldiers.
When he arrived in front of the palace, Odin stopped. The ancient nobles of Kastonas were standing humbly at the gate of the palace waiting, and one of the high-level extraordinary people came out.
He knelt in front of Odin, holding up the tray with both hands. On the purple silk was placed the Iron Crown, which symbolized the eternal kingship of the Central Kingdom.
Odin looked at the high-level extraordinary person in front of him and the Iron Crown he held up, and walked past him expressionlessly.
As Odin walked towards the depths of the palace, the high-level extraordinary person holding the Iron Crown behind him also knelt and held up the crown while following behind Odin.
A high-level extraordinary person crawled on his knees from the entrance of the palace to the Holy Palace.
Standing in front of the throne that no one had sat on for many years, Odin turned around and sat down calmly, and the high-level extraordinary person who had been holding the Iron Crown once again brought the crown to her.
Odin looked at the crowd below who had entered the palace at some point. The nobles from the entire Donnar were kneeling in front of her, expressing their submission to the new emperor of the Central Kingdom.
Beside the nobles, powerful extraordinary people who rose from the flames of war also knelt in front of Odin.
An irrepressible ambition, desire and sense of conquest emerged from Odin's heart. Her heart was telling herself to pick up the Iron Crown, put it on, and become the new emperor of Donnar.
Odin ignored the thoughts that emerged in her heart and watched them calmly. Then, she suddenly took out the Shining Blade and placed it in front of her and said.
"This boring play should end."
Why not wear it?
The Shining Blade in front of Odin flickered slightly, and its meaning appeared in Odin's heart.
In response, Odin said calmly.
"Why wear it?"
As long as you wear it, you will be the savior of Donnar, the new legendary knight, the emperor of the Central Kingdom, and the whole of Donnar will kneel in front of you.
"It's just an illusion."
Odin said calmly.
No, this is not an illusion, this is another possibility. He just stole your future. As long as you are not him,
You who have me will be the next emperor.
Odin raised his eyebrows slightly and did not answer.
Seeing that Odin seemed to be a little moved, the Shining Blade continued to bewitch.
Look at the power in you. With this power, who can stop you? You will be the real savior of Donnar.
Wear it, and you will get real power.
Odin ignored the warmth coming from her wrist. Under the increasingly strong temptation of the Shining Blade, she calmly stretched out her right hand and picked up the Iron Crown in front of her.
Then, under the gaze of countless people in the palace, Odin put the Iron Crown on his head.
As the Iron Crown was put on his head, everything in front of him instantly turned into fragments and quickly disappeared in front of Odin.
He felt the lake water around him, but before Odin opened his eyes to see what was happening nearby, the familiar hilt of the sword was stuffed into her right hand, and then, strong power was continuously injected into her body.
This was exactly the same feeling as when Odin was recognized by the Shining Blade in the illusion and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.
With this influx of power, Odin quickly broke through and became a six-ring knight.
However, unlike the illusion, this time, Odin suppressed the influx of power and did not continue to advance, but directly performed the second physical sublimation.
Odin opened his eyes, clenched the Shining Blade in his hand, felt the completed master recognition ceremony, stared at it coldly, and said.
"Now, I am the master."
After that, Odin forcibly controlled the Shining Blade and interrupted its operation.
Seeing this, the Shining Blade did not confront Odin openly, but calmly dimmed again.
If necessary, you can wake me up at any time.
Odin ignored its words and looked up at the surrounding sea water.
This seems to be just a very ordinary lake bottom, nothing special.
Odin rushed out of the lake and stood on the lake. After Odin simply identified the direction, he ran quickly towards the homeland of the committee.
Since Odin was not far from the committee, and as a six-ringed knight specializing in thunder, his speed was not slow, and soon, Odin arrived at the lakeshore.
After walking along the lakeshore for a distance and finding a stone road, Odin followed the stone road and found a town in less than an hour.
After confirming his identity, Odin successfully entered the town and cooperated with the local city hall.
With the communication device given to her by the city hall, Odin opened the communication channel to the center of Apocalypse and sent a message to report safety.
"I have returned, everything is safe. I escaped the trap of the Shining Blade successfully."