On January 4, 1445 in the Second Age, Griffith and others quickly escaped from the ruins of Annock. They did not find the promised miracle, but the situation in Galadia was already very bad.
She was still conscious, curled up in Griffith's arms, but very weak. There was no doubt that she had come into contact with some kind of existence or certain characteristics in the previous time.
Erza's situation was slightly different. She looked around nervously and uneasily, as if she sensed some unknown and extreme danger spying on her. She didn't have her usual confident temperament at all, and she seemed to be frightened.
Humans should never visit this lost and forbidden land full of secrets from the beginning, otherwise they will disturb the blasphemous things that sleep here. Every chosen one is a spare container.
At this moment, Griffith became more aware of Krista's awakening. If human beings will eventually encounter the ancient nightmare that releases distortion and madness, it should not be now; only when human beings' own will is stronger and more powerful
Only when you become more independent can you embark on this inevitable path of madness.
Leaving the ruins under the cliff and rushing to the Typhon, the fear of Griffith and others became closer. That ship made people tremble from the depths of their souls and made all human creations insignificant and worthless.
The black peaks seemed to be staring at them.
A curl of mist rises, spreading around the jagged peaks.
What did Galadia see when she observed the source of the mist that she had never reached? What kind of crazy and terrifying abyss would be there.
If you stay for a second longer, you will be in more danger.
Fortunately, Griffith and Erza were in normal condition. They walked through the dead streets and ruins, and quickly left along the road they came from. When they arrived at the outskirts of the city, the strange flute sound played by the strong wind suddenly came again, as clear as
Right in your ear!
Erza's hand holding the weapon was trembling, and abnormal sweat soaked her long red hair. It was dripping from the ends of her hair and flowing down her pale cheeks. In a moment, her physical strength and will
They seem to be on the verge of collapse.
Griffith could only summon a skeletal army horse, hold Galadia in his arms, and Erza sat behind him. Despite the doubts in his heart, Griffith still used up his will and persisted.
Look at the mist spreading from the black peak.
He had never wished that he was dull and blind, so that he could block the ominous whistling flute from the door of reason. However, Erza's condition was not relieved by rest. Griffith could feel her presence
His back twisted uneasily, he turned around, and clasped his breastplate tightly with both hands, not even noticing that his fingers were scratched.
Sometimes she looked at the deserted ruins getting farther and farther behind her, and sometimes she looked up at the majestic and ferocious black jagged peaks in the darkness.
Just when the three of them were about to leave the collapsed and broken city wall of Annock, the astute Huntress screamed. The sound she made could not be described in human language, and it almost made Griffith lose his balance and cause him to fall over.
After a while, Griffith finally regained his composure, quickly passed through the broken wall, rushed to the coast, and met up with the Typhon at the agreed point.
The end of this journey is right in front of her, but Erza is mumbling something.
Griffith didn't want to listen, but there were always a few obscure words swept up by the strong wind, echoing among the gloomy ruins.
"Tekelili."
Obviously, her overly brilliant inspiration finally made her aware of some secret that should not be known. Her firm consciousness has been overwhelmed by madness, and her sanity has been invaded.
Although Griffith saw nothing, he could still imagine how abnormal it was here. The rolling clouds and mist rolled among the strange black peaks and mountains, outlining scenes of vague patterns that were beyond common sense. Extraordinary people
The inspiration and occult knowledge can easily complete the truth behind it.
Finally, they left this mysterious forbidden land that humans should never set foot in as quickly as possible.
Under the turbulent sky, the continuous mountains seem to laugh at the insignificance of human beings. Their oversized size makes people feel chilled from the depths of their souls.
As the ship went away, Galadia gradually stabilized with the help of medicine and treatment, and the elves guarding her breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's nothing serious," Ashura said. "Miss Villanoy has obtained the qualification to touch miracles. Although we don't know what to do next, Canaan will do an investigation. Amon is also back,
Let’s leave quickly.”
Erza also broke free from the almost out-of-control madness. But what did she see? What could make her scream in fright.
In response, she just vaguely told the glimmer of true appearance she saw.
This true appearance has nothing to do with the rolling snow-capped mountains, the broken ruins of the lost city-state, the strange geometric building complex below the cliff, and has nothing to do with the curling mist and jagged rocks. Crazy and terrifying.
The scene flashed between darkness and light, strong wind and clouds, and she unfortunately saw something hidden in the mountains.
It is an extreme terror that makes the whole world fear and stay away from it. It is the boundless weirdness and indelible scars left by the ancient beings who left ancient ruins under the cliff to this world.
Erza's face had returned to calm. Before she walked back to her room and closed the door, Griffith heard her mumbling weird words, such as "legacy", "original", and "mystery of the end".
”, “link”, “share”, “protoplasm”, “flesh”, “eclosion”, “ascension” and other appalling nonsense.
Griffith immediately chased after her and asked what she was talking about. However, Erza, who had been whispering just now, suddenly denied that she had said anything.
Perhaps this has something to do with her weird and bizarre work and knowledge. After all, she is one of the few extraordinary huntresses who dare to hunt for madness and mutation on the dangerous edge of darkness.
"I'm going to leave for a while and go to the south to complete my promotion ceremony." Erza, who calmed down, seemed a little apologetic for her previous attitude. "Don't worry, I just want to get familiar with the power I just gained. If you need help, come here
Find me."
Her words were calm and gentle, and her usual maturity, wisdom, decisiveness, and vitality were back. It seemed that as long as she was responsible for everything, everyone else would be able to sit back and relax.
However, Griffith knew it all too well.
Because, he just heard clearly, that familiar word that made people change their minds and make them sleepless and sleepless:
"Tekelili."
Griffith returned to Galadia worriedly, stared at her sleeping face, and thought silently in his heart
"The situation I face is too serious and I need to gather more troops.
"However, I alone cannot command many people.
"First of all, I have to have a group of adjutants."
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"A cruel conspiracy is happening around us. The regicide killed our beloved Aurelius, the great conqueror and wise reformer; and murdered tens of thousands of our compatriots.
"We vow to bring him to justice.
"Our enemies lurk in the shadows, their minions in dark corners,
"In order to maintain national security and long-term stability, and for the safety and happiness of all citizens, at this critical moment, we are determined to follow ancient practices and reorganize the Kingdom of Bijaland into a republic, led by two consuls elected by the Senate.
"Build a safe and stable society!"
Thousands of soldiers lined up in front of the Senate Chamber to listen to the speaker's official announcement. They stepped on the dark red snow, and piles of corpses were burning in a bonfire not far away.
In the past few days, the troops of Olphia and Midianmaia have captured several barricades and fought hard against several waves of extraordinary beings of unknown origin. By this morning, the fighting suddenly subsided, and the continuous waves of enemies were like ebbing tides.
Withdrew.
"My elders, my lords, the people of Bijaland!"
The speaker's voice suddenly became louder:
"Let me introduce to you
"The great wise man and guardian, the leader of mystery and magic, Lord Archon Tiberion!
"Military and reformer, commander of the ever-victorious armies, Consul Count Werheve de Chalon!"
There was no audience for this important appointment. The nobles and citizens of Beyeland either fled the city, hid in their homes, or were hanged from street lamps. There was no suitable venue, and the Senate was set on fire.
, half of Sanssouci Palace is still in contention. Therefore, the Senate made the announcement in the square to the troops who were taking turns to rest.
The appointed protagonist, Lord Tiberion, is unknown, perhaps fighting the Dark Lord with other demigods; Count Chalon is commanding the pursuit of Commodus the Regicide, and cannot participate on the spot.
After the appointment was read out, thousands of military representatives who were still fighting in various neighborhoods under orders from the Senate applauded and shouted in unison. Most of them were members of the Beyeland Defense Force, and many of them did not follow the prince.
Departing Praetorian Guards.
Ophelia clapped her hands hurriedly. She smiled beautifully, like a daughter of a famous family, but the debris on her hair and the unwiped blood at the corners of her mouth still betrayed her deeply.
Midianmeier stood beside her, his face so serious that it was about to drip. Count Chalon was very prestigious in the Senate. Although he was still young, it was expected that he would be elected consul. The Tay of Homon Watts
Principal Berrien's entry into politics had been discussed long ago.
The only thing that was unpredictable was that the Dark Lord broke free from his prison in the spirit world and resurrected, and the prince turned out to be the regicide. All this happened so suddenly, Midianmaia first heard that the Supreme One had returned from the spirit world and called for him.
The entire citizenry rose up against the tyranny, then the prince returned in triumph from the Festival of the Chosen One, summoned the Praetorian Guard to assemble, and then the envoy from the Senate arrived and declared that all those in front were enemies.
When this series of news and orders came, the Praetorian Guard troops immediately fell into chaos. Especially the royal family Shutoral like Midianmaia was completely confused. Until Ophelia caught him and went to find Lana, asking him to
The military report of the Senate headed by Count Chalon was reported.
The Dark Lord and the Kingslayer came and went in a hurry. They and their respective minions did not seem to have any hope of occupying the city of Beyelan, and left one after another after a fierce battle. They followed two roads to the west of Verona and the south of Pasha.
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However, the fighting in the city did not end. There were still many people guarding the barricades, occupying the palace and the Senate's legions fighting. After hearing the Senate's announcement, Midianmaia returned to the battlefield with his squadron.
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There was fire everywhere. The flames scorched the passing troops, causing their cheeks to sting. The melted snow was dark red and had formed streams on the roadside.
Mediamaia walked very slowly. The people fighting him were many civilians. They captured a fortress that was usually used as a prison and armed themselves with the weapons inside. These people claimed to be the free army and asked the Senate to agree to convene a final meeting.
The broad National Assembly and the city defense army sent to attack them were reluctant to test and then retreated in defeat. It was not until the legion commanded by the nobles of Beyelan arrived that they were barely repulsed.
The Regicide's army was much stronger. Many Praetorian Guards and Defense Forces still remained loyal to the royal family. They were more organized and experienced.
Most of the regicide's troops had withdrawn, with only a small number serving as rearguards. Midianmaia did not want to deal with the civilian armed forces, nor did he want to fight with his comrades from yesterday. He was prepared to pursue them briefly and then watch them leave the city.
"I will take people to the south of the city," said Ophelia, who was traveling with me. "We will take control of the port and the big astrological tower and then we will see the situation of Griffith. Prince, um, no, the Kingslayer is back, and they probably won't either."
The delay is too long."
Midian Maier nodded and stopped silent. The two squadrons drove directly past them, also silent.
"Hey! Cheer up, you will die if you are confused on the battlefield!" Ophelia raised her hand and patted her good friend's shoulder heavily, "The situation is unclear, we should first talk to Griffith
They join together to see what is going on in the ruins of Anok and where the world will go, rather than simply being loyal to a certain person or organization."
"Emmm..." Midian Maier sighed, "What is your loyalty based on? The late king is not the enemy of the citizen representatives. He will never issue martial law or send troops into the city. This is
A conspiracy. Someone deceived His Majesty and even forged a decree."
"so what?"
"So, I suspect that this is a rebellion against the royal family, with the intention of taking away the legitimate power that His Highness Commodus has as the legal heir of the royal family."
"Bloodline, inheritance ~ you said this."
The blond lady with strange eyes waited for the soldiers around her to finish leaving, then shook her head:
"If you have innate power because of your bloodline, and have a claim to status and property from the day you are born, then
"Using conspiracy and force to seize is ten thousand times more noble than inheritance from blood. Because those who use conspiracy and force know that it does not belong to them, so they will control their arrogance and exercise this power with concentration and perseverance.
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"Humans are not cows, horses, pigs, or dogs. They don't need to be pure-blooded."
Midianmeier did not refute his friend's opinion, nor did he accept the offer to stay, leaving Ophelia behind and left silently.
He walked through several ruins left by the battle and passed by tired and confused soldiers. At this time, an adjutant came to report:
"Sir, the regicide troops have withdrawn, leaving only some civilians at the scene."
Midianmaiya couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "Start putting out the fire, treating the wounded, and protecting the citizens' property. Note that the wounded, regardless of whether they are our enemies or ours, must be treated equally."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a scream. When he followed the sound and looked over, he saw several disheveled ladies running out of nearby houses crying and screaming. Mr. Badong, a classmate of Homemon Watts,
, Master Winston was behind, shouting while lifting his pants.