Flames flowed on the earth, forests burned in the blazing fire of war, and a terrifying gap was opened to the ancient magnificent wall. From the gap was the enemy of civilization. The defenders of the civilized world were in a hurry to collapse. They kept retreating under the repeated impact of the distorted bodies like tides, retreating from the foot of the magnificent wall to the forest barrier, and then retreating from the forest barrier to the border of the kingdom. Then, they retreated from the forest barrier to the border of the kingdom, and then retreated, and were almost unguarded towns and villages.

The ranger troops of the Gaoling Kingdom and the alliance troops sent by the Silver Empire supported these fronts. The original military defense line had been torn to pieces, and the battlefield communication was in chaos. The combat-capable mortal army was cut into a long war zone and fought alone in isolation without help. They did not know where the allies were, nor whether the defense line still existed, nor whether they had even become the only living person in this nightmare.

The garrison troops in many areas have no morale at all. The soldiers are numb in combat in an almost crazy situation, and the only reason is that the enemies they face are neither allowed to retreat nor accept surrender.

And it was in this situation that some of them noticed the unforgettable scene in the sky. The scene happened high in the north of the Gaoling Kingdom. When the temple of stars covered with flames and smoke slowly fell to the end of the horizon, almost half of the remaining legions on the border could clearly see the light falling to the earth.

The Temple of Stars gave up all subsystems and no longer considered returning and repairs. The old and decadent power center squeezed out its last trace of magic, making the weapon systems that had long been at their limit bloom at high altitude for the last time no longer be careful, no longer cautious in throttling, no longer considering losses. Every logical unit of the main control system is roaring, and the operating unit in the mechanical cabin sounded in sparks and smoke. For tens of thousands of years, this ancient aerial fortress has once again dominated the blue sky.

Belsetia sat quietly on the throne of domination, surrounded by light golden throne, countless pipes and cables shone under her feet and behind her, breaking, her spirit fell into a trance, and the nerve signals from all over the temple of stars swarmed into her mind in a very noisy way, which brought pressure and pain far beyond the usual days, but she suddenly smiled and whispered: "It is cheering."

Elaine Vanna stood beside the throne of the dominant seat. The young maid had torn off her long skirt and tied her long hair up. She held a chargeable sword with lightning flashing light in both hands. She looked at the dark earth that was approaching the projection with a calm expression. The roars around her continued, but she still heard Belsetia's soft words. After being slightly stunned, she smiled and leaned down: "That's great."

Belsetia nodded slightly, and she closed her eyes. In the dark field of vision, a hazy and blurred phantom suddenly appeared. The phantom had a vague outline of the elf, but it was thinner and taller like the silver elves today. It stood there, and many hazy lines spread around it. Those lines extended in the darkness and finally connected behind Belsetia. It seemed to be saying something, but there was no sound. But Belsetia seemed to understand something. She smiled at the other party in the darkness and sincerely thanked: "Thank you for your efforts over the years."

The figure nodded and waved goodbye.

An unprecedented vibration and loud noise came from all directions, and the base structure of the Temple of Stars hit the edge of the polluted and corrupted earth. At this moment, the mountains collapsed and the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed.

Like a mountain floating in the air falling into the earth, the entire northern border of the Gaoling Kingdom felt like a earthquake at this moment. Even if the temple has slowed properly to prevent the destruction of the Sentinel Tower in the distance, the chain reaction caused by this crash will permanently change the appearance of the land. At the same time as the impact occurs, the middle and upper structures of the Temple of Stars also disintegrated. Countless huge fragments collapsed in the shaking, falling to the plains around the impact point, hills, mountains, rivers and valleys, and countless distorted legions that were pouring into forest defense lines from those areas were unavoidable, and in the blink of an eye it turned into powder. Even the monsters who escaped from the crash area were broken into pieces under the damage of the shock wave.

The entire battlefield seemed to be quiet, and the monsters suddenly lost the command signal from the wasteland, while the people were at a loss in shock.

In the northern border of the Gaoling Kingdom, in the fragmented jungle defense line, the rangers of humans and silver elves watched the air fortress wrapped in flames and smoke fall into the earth in a daze. When the smoke that covered the sky and the sun rose, the earth began to shake with a bang. Some soldiers finally barely recovered their reaction. Several human soldiers exclaimed, but the elves just suddenly gritted their teeth and no one made a sound.

Ranger General Lomar took two steps towards the horizon, and the fire and smoke from afar burned his eyes, and the charging sword in his hand buzzed in his hands.

A trace of silver light appeared between his blonde hair, and behind him, the other silver elves who were already exhausted also took a step forward silently, and their hair color quickly changed from golden to silver.

The human soldiers at the scene looked at this scene in amazement. Then they saw the Ranger General suddenly raised the blade in his hand and pointed the distorted legion in the distance. A terrifying roar burst out from the throat of the gentle elf who had not appeared on this land for thousands of years, but thousands of years ago, the war roar of the ancient elf that had terrified and trembled thousands of years ago.

"massacre!!"

Countless same war cry sounded everywhere in the forest, and the entire line of defense was ignited by a huge anger at this moment: "Massacre!!"

...

In the disobedient courtyard shrouded in the dark chaos, the golden oak tree in the middle of the open space seemed to be suddenly blown by an invisible strong wind. With a series of shaking and friction, countless golden leaves fell from the tree canopy, and a rain of falling leaves was stirred up in the vast courtyard. A holy deer, who was originally lying quietly under the oak tree, closed her eyes and rested suddenly opened her eyes and stood up to look in a certain direction in the depths of the endless darkness.

The next second, another figure shrouded in deep purple mist appeared beside the holy white giant deer. Her eyes were filled with light purple lightning, as if they were penetrating this vast space to see through the huge changes that were taking place in the world.

Amoen's voice came from the side: "Milmina, you feel it, right..."

"Yes, I felt... such a huge fluctuation, the whistling that permeated the entire mortal world. Even if I lost the medium of 'believers', I could see clearly," Milmina said in a deep voice. "The magic barrier has been severely damaged. Although it has been repaired now, it has not been completely repaired... Those chaotic things are spreading to the civilized world..."

Amoen didn't say a word, but stared at a certain direction in the darkness. The light surrounding him began to surge brightly and darkly, and a powerful energy field rippled around him. This obvious change finally aroused Milmina's vigilance. The former magic goddess stared at her "roommate" with wide eyes: "Wait, Lao Lu, what are you going to do..."

"I'm going... I have to go..." Amoen's voice was low, and he kept knocking on the rocks under his feet with his front legs. The huge rock formed by the unknown material in the shadow world and the fragments of the metal of the setter even cracked faintly under his power. "The situation there was not good. I saw... I saw a sea of ​​fire flowing in the dark, a ball of shining light fell down, I have to help them..."

"Sit down!" Milmina stared at her eyes, stepped forward and pressed Amoen's head roughly, but she failed to succeed after using a long time of hard work. She could only let go of her hand and continued to stare at the other party fiercely, "You have a clear mind! Do you know what you are doing? Do you know how much you have to pay to cut off the connection with the mortal believers? Even if you don't consider yourself, you will consider you to do a favor now. What should you do in the future? Let them commemorate this "coming" and "miracle" again? Don't say that you are going to be pulled back then, the future of those elves will be complete!"

Amoen shook his head hard. He had never heard Milmina speak in such a loud voice. The other party's shouts filled with anger and uncontrollable energy shock made his mind buzz, but after a moment he still raised his head and stared at Milmina's eyes as if light was condensed in his eyes: "I must go, not as the God of Nature, I go as the identity of 'Amoen'."

"What stupid things are you saying?" Milmina glared at him, and a dazzling lightning began to float in her hands. "No, your mind is broken, I have to calm you down..."

"I'm very calm. I know what I'm doing and what consequences this may lead to, but I have reasons," Amoen's eyes swept through the lightning in Milmina's hand. His voice seemed calmer than before, but more firm. "Not all the help from superior forces is a 'miracle'. If I were just a mortal, I could not help them? And I could not show up in front of them, I could just help quietly, and I could leave soon..."

He paused slightly, shook his head and said, "You also know the law behind the movement of God. The key to things is not what I did, the key is what they think I did, what they think they can do. The awe of God has faded in their hearts for thousands of years. As long as I act carefully, this will not be regarded as a "miracle", perhaps...

"Maybe, there was just something incredible, just a powerful beast... rushed out of the forest... There is everything in the dense forest, they can explain it slowly, the key is that now, they need..."

"...What are you doing in such a detailed explanation to me?" Milmina suddenly interrupted him. The lightning in the magic goddess's hand had dissipated at some point, and her voice calmed down. She just stared quietly into Amoen's eyes and said in a low voice, "Just be clear-headed, I'm not your guardian, I'm still staying here."

This time, Amoen was shocked: "You... won't stop him?"

"I can't stop it, I can only persuade it, but now I find that I can't persuade it," Milmina lowered her eyes, "To be honest, if it weren't for the ruthlessness of being 'hungry' to escape from the throne, so that I haven't recovered yet, I really want to force you to stop here..."

She shook her head and looked at the holy deer in front of her with a very serious expression: "I only confirm one thing, can you really do what you said? When you see them bleeding all over the ground, see them retreating step by step, and see them shouting for help in the fire, can you really guarantee that you are just a 'mortal Amoen'?

"If you want to stay out of their sight, then the things you can do will be very limited, and once you cross the line a little... you will be damned."

Amoen and Milmina looked at each other calmly. After a long time, he nodded slightly and walked towards the deep darkness outside the courtyard.

His figure disappeared into the depths of chaos.

"...You know the way to leave," Milmina looked at the direction of Amoen's disappearance, stared for a long time before slowly retracting her gaze, and looked at the magic equipment around her that was shining with various lights. After a moment of contemplation, she sighed helplessly, "Okay... Let me think about how to explain this to them... But they may be overwhelmed..."

...

The Supreme Government Affairs Office was brightly lit, and information from various channels was constantly summed up in front of Hetty and Gaowen. The sound of hurried footsteps and nervous conversations echoed in the corridors, while orderly orders were distributed and passed on in the process, becoming the command to drive the operation of the huge machine of the Empire and the root cause for many people to rebuild their confidence.

The frontier of the civilized world is facing an unprecedented challenge, but the highest control organ of the empire is still operating in an orderly manner. As long as the lights of the Supreme Government Affairs Office and the Palace of Cecil have not yet been extinguished, the situation will still be controlled by the mortals at least in the hearts of those Cecils with firm confidence. This is how the world should operate.

After throwing the latest information back on the table, Gao Wen gently rubbed his eyebrows. His face was very serious, but not much gloomy and depression.

The shocking change that occurred on the front line was immediately transmitted back to the imperial capital located on the northern foot of the Dark Mountains. Not long afterwards, the information about Tifeng and the Silver Empire were sent to the eyes one by one, one after another, and from the distance, the information was suffocated by everyone.

The magnificent wall "failed" due to unknown reasons. The Sentinel Tower stopped operating. A large number of loopholes appeared on the barriers around the wasteland. Distorted army swarmed out of it, and in this process, there was a clear tendency of discipline. The front line hurriedly connected with the enemy, and the defense line of Feng was tight. The contact between the Silver Empire and the Ogure Tribe State was interrupted. Then the Sentinel Tower No. 98 was completely destroyed. The Soling root system, which was originally lurking, slowly spreading towards the wasteland, had to be exposed in advance and transformed into a "green forest defense line"...

Gao Wen thought that this "counterattack on the Wasteland" operation would definitely have some accidents, and things would definitely not develop as smoothly as everyone imagined.

But to be honest, the scale of this "accident" in front of me is really too large.

Fortunately, he is a dual-critical patient with "fire-deficiency phobia" and "obsessed obsessive-compulsive disorder" at heart. Even when "no need" situations, he has been stacking "supervised plans" in the direction of wasteland.
Chapter completed!