Sword of Dawn

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In a high-level meeting room of the Government Affairs Hall, Amber reported the information just sent by his subordinates:

"...About two-thirds of the officers of the Military Intelligence Bureau have received orders and are on their way back to the southern border. The remaining one-third are in a state of loss of contact. The last time they sent back information was the last day of last month, located in The operatives in Baisong Town, the area controlled by the royal family, sent back news that the local residents are holding secret and suspicious gatherings, and the local lord has not shown up for three weeks."

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

"The intersection and confrontation zone between the royal family's control area and the east border control area, the information in these areas has been completely interrupted at present."

Hetty, who was on Gawain's right, stood up: "Since the end of last month, the teams of merchants, travelers, and adventurers from the above-mentioned areas have all been interrupted. The people who entered the country were on the 41st day of the cold moon, a caravan - we have closely monitored all the people who entered the above areas last winter and are still stranded in the southern border, and have not found any curses, magic spells, or plagues However, the isolation is still continuing. In addition, the intelligence sent back by Baisha Mining is all normal, and the order in the East has not been affected. I have ordered Home to be more vigilant and prepare for evacuation."

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

Rebecca also stood up quickly: "Yes, yes, Mr. Kamel has produced 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 characteristic of the gods is that they will not be affected. Controlled release of arcane energy with mixed attributes, but he also said that this is all data from 1000 years ago, and there is no guarantee that the abominations that will be created by the death of all things will be the same."

Finally, Gawain looked at Philip and Byron.

"The armored forces have assembled in the Rock Fortress and the Glen 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 alchemy grease and Sticky gum."

Then came Byron: "Warships can block the Dorgon River at any time."

Gawain exhaled.

Fortunately, no matter how unexpected the demise society's actions were, he wasn't really unresponsive.

He was always prepared for the worst.

Then, he turned his attention to Soldering.

The high-ranking ranger had already stood up on his own initiative, pretending to be waiting for an order.

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

Hetty took a slight breath. Even though she had already guessed that this would happen, she still couldn't help reminding: "This may be regarded as a provocation or even an invasion by the noble lords of the Holy Spirit Plain..."

"Then they are welcome to come to me to protest with their heads," Gao Wen said lightly, "They are incapable of protecting their own land and people, I will help them, if they are not able to understand the situation, then I will also help them. "

Then he continued to order: "Solderling, you enter the confrontation zone along the direction of Pompeii-Lenburg-Giant Wood Crossing, but don't go too deep. If you find refugees that can be rescued, send a signal immediately. I will order Sir Walder to prepare A group of mechanical boats are on standby at the mouth of the Dorgon River, ready to pick you up—but if you find that the plague has begun...withdraw immediately."

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

Gao Wen will try his best to help those people in the Holy Spirit Plain who may be in danger, but he can't save everyone, and he must also consider the deadly plague that has spread deep in the royal family-Eastern border confrontation area, and the refugees who fled from the above-mentioned areas carry the infection. In this situation, he must first ensure the safety of the southern border.

……

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

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

The huge sun is already in the sky, but the heat of the sun is still unable to disperse the dense fog. Houses, churches, bell tower spiers, and city walls are all in a hazy appearance in the gray-white fog. The sunlight was particularly dim due to the thick fog. Under the weak skylight, the doors and windows of every house were closed, and towns and cities seemed to suddenly become empty cities.

In front of a barracks, the soldiers were anxiously looking at the scene on the street not far away. It seemed that there was a frightening power hidden in this abnormal fog. I couldn't help but get nervous after the street.

"This damn weather... the thick fog of shit," a soldier clenched his spear tightly, cursing to ease the tension in his heart, "the fog this spring is too big!"

"I've never seen such a fog in my life," murmured another soldier, "I've heard it's a ghostly weather in Typhon - they spend half the year in the fog live."

"I'm kind of itchy - I suspect I haven't showered all winter."

"Don't doubt it, you just didn't take a shower all winter."

A few small talk seems to have slightly dispelled the tension in the hearts of the soldiers, they became relaxed, and once again turned their eyes to the shadowy street in the distance.

A tall figure coming out of the thick fog came into the soldier's sight.

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

In another town, several knights who were patrolling the surroundings of the lord's castle stopped cautiously, and a tall and vague figure was coming out of the strangely thick fog in the distance, approaching silently.

That figure was dressed in a large black robe, and all the faces were hidden in the shadow of the hood. The knights could only recognize the astonishing height of the other person—as if the legendary mountain people had half the blood of giants. Mi's height makes people only look up.

The knights quickly drew their swords in their hands and shouted loudly: "Stop! You are stepping into the viscount's forbidden land!"

The tall figure stopped, as if a pair of heterogeneous eyes were quietly watching the knights in front of him in the shadow of the dark hood.

The knights suddenly felt a little itchy on their bodies.

In towns and streets, figures wearing black robes and nearly three meters tall walked out of the thick fog.

They seemed to wander the streets aimlessly, but they appeared almost evenly in every place.

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

Some of them were nervous, some were fanatical, and some were joyful. With various expressions, they walked onto the street silently and tacitly, following behind those tall figures.

More confused 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 happened, but as the tall figures in black robes walked away from them, However, the trance in these visions gradually subsided, and they also opened the door of the house and walked onto the street.

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

"Did you hear that?" they whispered, "That heart is really starting to beat..."

……

The sound of heartbeats filled the entire underground rift, powerful and deterred the minds of everyone who dared to set foot here.

Standing on a platform floating above the magma, the priests who guarded the Abyss of Flesh and Flesh, held their breath, and looked ahead with great fanaticism and anticipation.

A huge mass of flesh bound in mid-air by rune chains is constantly wriggling and changing with the sound of the heartbeat. After each heartbeat, this huge and twisted mass of flesh will become more cohesive and free from the horrible, filthy bloody form.

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

Numerous blindfolded, ears-plugged, and rune-collared slaves lined up on the long bridge, walking along the bridges leading to the body of false gods, whenever they approached the "Giant Deer" Within a few meters, their bodies will be eroded by some invisible force, instantly turning into indescribable twisted flesh and blood, merging into the body of the false god—and then most of the flesh and blood will be discarded as "waste" and fall into the In the magma surging below, only a few shimmering "factors" remained, which became the "food" for the growth of the body of the false god.

That is the evil factor, which is an element of gods that humans have inherited from the Gondor era to the present.

Now, they are reuniting to form a new god.

However, the number is still not enough, and this level of "sacrifice" is still not enough. The process of awakening the body of the false god is stagnant at the last step. With his eyes closed, the fur all over his body and the blood vessels and muscles under the fur are constantly wriggling, as if he is continuing the process of merging and collapsing.

A figure came out from the depths of the shadows. He was wearing a black priest robe with complicated patterns, but his face was hidden in the depths of some kind of distorted phantom. The deceased headmaster and the priests farther away knelt down neatly: "Great headmaster!"

For hundreds of years, he had kept himself locked in a secret room and almost never showed up in public. The Grand Priest of the End of Everything finally left his room and came to this final ritual site.

"There is only one last step left," said the man whose face was shrouded in illusions. "The awakening of artificial gods requires more evil factors, and requires initial and final believers...

"let's start."

……

goooo...

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

He had to muster his courage by shouting, "Take off the hood—now!"

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

Afterwards, it took off its hood, and the black robe also quietly turned to ashes.

A giant made of flesh and crystal stood in the thick fog, its crystallized eyes staring at the soldiers in front of it, without any human features.

The soldier opened his mouth in great horror, but he couldn't make any sound anymore.

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

He raised his head, and in the rapidly dissimilating field of vision, he saw a sacred radiance emerging from the depths of the dense fog, and a giant deer covered in white came out of the radiance. The giant deer had light-cast horns and crystal-like eyes. .

Julu looked at him with pity, and seemed to be looking at everyone in the world, and a sigh came from the brilliance.

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

Ansu 738, 10th of the Moon of Resurrection.

The first disaster caused by the power of gods in this era was started by human hands.

Chapter 0608

The fog was gradually dissipating, but still hung over the entire eastern plain.

The brilliance of the giant sun became pale and bleak in the fog, and one town after another was cut off from the fog and the strange whispers. In the city streets and in the countryside, twisted and deformed humanoid things staggered in the mist Between, as if entering the world of a nightmare, is spreading around the polluted land.

Solynburg was finally shrouded in this boundless mist.

Irregular winds are sweeping wantonly over the city, and all the flags are fluttering and fluttering in the air. More and more bad news is coming from all directions—not just the city in front of you, but also the people behind the city. In the vast land outside, all orders are rapidly collapsing.

In the castle hall, a high-ranking knight in dark steel armor is reporting the latest situation: "...we have lost all contact with the Soest area, the road has been blocked by the fog, and the messenger will never be seen again after entering the fog. The news came. The fortress in the direction of the Inclined Forest Valley and the Yarter Mountain briefly ignited the beacon fire in the morning, but the beacon fire was extinguished immediately, the communication spell was cut off, and the knights sent to check the situation have not returned so far. "

Another high-ranking knight immediately stood up: "The situation in the city is also very abnormal. Some soldiers found wandering civilians in the outer city, and they seemed to be delirious. Some people also witnessed an unusually tall black-robed giant moving in the fog... ..."

While speaking, the high-ranking knight seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, and moved his shoulders and arms slightly.

At the head of the long table, Edmund's face sank like water: "How many people are we sure we can contact and mobilize now?"

The high-ranking knights and noble lords in the hall fell into an unspeakably awkward silence. After looking at each other for a short while, someone got up and replied: "It is confirmed that the condition is normal... only the two thousand guards in the castle area, and those near the castle area Two thousand soldiers stationed in the two barracks of the

"That is to say, because of this weird fog, the entire Eastern Front Legion has 10 people, and now only [-] are available?"

"...Yes, Your Highness."

"This is not an ordinary fog," said Duke Silas Loren. "It has traces of magical manipulation, and it is very likely that it is the product of a large-scale forbidden spell or even a divine descent ceremony."

Edmund frowned, and looked at a noble lord: "... What information is there for the Royal Army?"

The lord got up immediately: "The news from that direction has been completely cut off, Your Highness, but according to the last communication, heavy fog also appeared in the plain area controlled by the Royal Army."

After a short silence, Edmund stood up slowly, with his hands resting on the table, his eyes extremely serious: "Obviously, we are under an attack, and the attacker has mastered the power of the celestial phenomenon. Now, our mage The regiment is preparing a large-scale dispersal and purification spell. Before they complete the ceremony, you must ensure the safety of all mage towers in the inner city. Duke Lauren, the guards in the castle area will be handed over to you. In addition, please notify Belk to return to the castle immediately. "

"Yes, Your Highness."

The personnel who received the order quickly left the hall, and soon only Edmund Moen and a few guards were left in the huge main hall.

In the sudden silence, the atmosphere became more oppressive and gloomy. Wisps of mist seeped into the hall from the gaps in the windows, as if bringing some kind of twisted and crazy malice entrenched everywhere in the city. In this unbearably quiet depression, the fireplace on one side of the hall suddenly crackled.

Edmund raised his head instantly, and looked at the suddenly brightened fire...

……

On the streets of the outer city, the situation deteriorated faster than expected.

In the fog that was becoming slightly thinner, the sharp sound of metal whistling briefly broke the dead silence in the air, accompanied by a few flashes of light and a few short hoarse groans, several unusually tall creatures made of flesh and blood The humanoid monster made of crystals fell heavily to the ground.

Belk Lauren shook his slightly numb arm, shook off some dirt on the long sword, and looked at the "creatures" that fell on the ground with a frown.

They (probably should have been called 'they') are hideous, twisted and mutated, and there are accretion crystal clusters all over their bodies. After these monsters are dead, the dangerous arcane energy is still jumping between the crystal clusters, making a crackling sound. There was a crackling sound, and on these mutated and inflated monsters, some remnants of armor and clothing fragments that had been fused with the flesh and blood crystals could also be seen.

Just a few minutes ago, these "monsters" were knights and followers who followed Belk to the outer city to check the situation, but a tall black-robed monster suddenly walked out in the mist, these knights and soldiers were in line with the monster's eyes After intersecting, they all became like this, and attacked their master frantically.

In the end what happened?

While cautiously guarding the surroundings, Belk slowly moved towards the nearest military camp, while having huge questions in his mind.

He also had eye contact with that black-robed monster, but for some reason, he didn't mutate like his subordinates.

His subordinates were unknowingly cursed?Is eye contact with that black-robed monster the "key" to detonating the curse?Why are you all right?

The young Marquis quietly cast a series of protective blessings and invisible armor on himself, and his sharp eyes kept scanning the streets and alleys shrouded in fog.

After "inducing" the terrifying mutation, the black-robed monster quickly left in the chaos, and is probably still lurking in a dark corner nearby. Belk is a powerful extraordinary knight, but in the face of this completely unknown He must also show the highest vigilance when confronted with strange enemies.

A burst of undisguised and chaotic footsteps suddenly came from nearby, and multiple fluctuations of magic power also appeared within the range of perception at the same time.

Belk turned around quickly, a layer of illusory hot flames had already burned on the long sword, and a group of tall mutant monsters covered in crystal clusters had already stepped out of the mist and gathered towards him—these were obviously not the kind of black monsters. Robe giants, they are obviously shorter, but still have a height of more than two meters, releasing arcane energy visible to the naked eye.

Consistent with the characteristics of those mutated subordinates of their own - these are also victims of "induced" mutations.

This thought quickly flashed through Belk's mind, and those monsters also launched an attack suddenly.

A "druid giant" stepped forward and rushed towards Belk at an astonishing speed, while the other giants either charged or raised their hands to create a powerful arcane arc—the young Marquis quickly turned around, and with a few inches Zhicha dodged the sharp claws that were grabbing at his shoulder and neck, and at the same time swung the long sword obliquely. The illusory flames shattered the arc that came from the sky, and then the long sword continued unabated, accompanied by a tooth-piercing sound of metal collisions. Cut off the arm of the second druse giant.

Briefly defusing the attack, Belk immediately leaped back, put the long sword in his left hand, swung his right hand violently in the air, and a crystal clear energy blade fell from the sky, nailing the first crystal cluster giant to the ground , and a gust of chilling wind passed over the back of Belk's neck almost at the same time - he jumped forward instantly, turned around, and avoided the deadly sneak attack, and a few strands of severed hair were scattered in the air.

The attackers attacked again, and Belk raised his sword to meet him after briefly adjusting his balance.

They staggered at close range, and during the staggering of less than a hundredth of a second, a pair of eyes that had been partially transformed into crystals and surrounded by fine crystal clusters flashed past Belk's eyes.

He was a little stunned, and vaguely felt that those eyes looked familiar...

……

A woman wearing a green priest's gown, with a beautiful and dignified upper body, but hideous plant roots on the lower body, walked slowly out of the flames, walking towards Edmund Moen step by step.

Edmund, who was wearing black armor and a wolf fur cloak, stood behind the table, staring at the woman who came out of the flames, and at the female headmaster of the Society of the End of Everything.

"All of this is your conspiracy?" He said in a deep voice, before he finished speaking, a black sharp sword appeared in his hand.

At the same time, he noticed that the attendants and guards standing not far away did not respond, as if they had fallen into some kind of hypnotic state, and hadn't noticed the appearance of the intruder at all.

Bertila came to the opposite side of the long table unhurriedly, looked at Prince Ansu in front of him, and showed a faint smile on his face: "For others, this is a conspiracy, and for you, it is an open conspiracy, isn't it Is it? Our 'ally' His Royal Highness..."