Chapter 98 The frightened dried fish will be absent from the prelude to the decisive battle
Chapter 592 The frightened dried fish will be absent from the prelude to the decisive battle
Looking back, the time comes to January 10, 1444, the day after Griffith arrived at Neopolis Island.
The horror and twisted phantom pain swallowed by the void gradually dimmed, replaced by an indescribable powerlessness and paleness. Griffith was like a canvas that had been stripped of color, leaving only empty lines.
"The loser eats the dust". The twisted will to face the virtual realm severely damaged Griffith's mind and rank. He fell to the rank of Sequence 7 "Spell Breaker"! With all his extraordinary abilities, the War Knight cut off magic and
All the power to gallop on the battlefield has disappeared, and even the qualification to use the teleportation circle is gone!
Erza is also missing. She should be going back together...
The strength and assistance needed to face the demigods evaporated in a flashback.
"You look so bad," Elodie gently wiped the sweat from Griffith's forehead, "Is this really such a terrible nightmare?"
"Yeah, it's a nightmare that people dare not look at directly."
"The loser eats the dust" is really a terrifying power. After fighting again and again, Griffith was deprived of his power. The further back he goes, the weaker he becomes. In the end, he will be crushed to death by Salorian's fingers.
Griffith gradually calmed down and sent Elodie back to sleep. At this point, there was no use worrying or panicking. Salorian would call soon, and he had to be prepared.
Fortunately, the equipment is still there. The double swords, judgment, blood spines and shield, breastplate, dagger, mace are all available, and grenades and potion materials are also in good order.
The mark of the Hand of God has not disappeared. The power obtained from Naira, Commodus, Erza, and Aaron, and the fragments of the summoning wishing device are still providing an endless stream of spiritual energy. Griffith is in the mysterious
The character has dropped, but the attribute panel of physical strength, strength, agility, perception, spirit and resistance remains unchanged and is still strong and powerful.
Moreover, although Erza has been lost, where is this place now? Neopolis, the territory of the mermaid lady Alandel and her people. As long as it is handled properly, there is no chance.
Wait, it's January 10, 1444.
…
Setting off from Elodie's home, Griffith immediately used the echo crystal to call Alandel. There was no reply.
At this time, Miss Mermaid was still unfamiliar with him. But with her intelligence, Griffith was still confident in seeking support.
As long as we find Roland in this time and space through Alandel...
Griffith hurried along the cliff by the sea. The cool breeze in the morning blew on his face, and the snow-white seagulls flew low over the sea. On the rocks beside the cliff, Griffith saw an elegant figure who seemed to be painting.
.
It's him!
This young painter wears a loose cloth coat and wooden shoes, with his left and right lapels overlapping, and a black cloth belt tied casually around his waist. His face is thin and handsome, with neatly combed short black hair, and his eyes and appearance are
She is very beautiful, but there is a decadence and melancholy that cannot be concealed.
Sure enough it was him!
This black-haired painter has a similar appearance to the Salorian he saw when he first entered "The Loser Eats Dust". Griffith was still in the wonderful "Count" in Beyeland before the start of the Festival of the Chosen One.
I met him after a gathering of wizards and wealthy businessmen.
This person has the authority to call himself "disqualified in the world" and can construct a profile of reality, refine and concrete people's experiences and thoughts subconsciously, and face people's most real pain.
This person is almost certainly Salorian, perhaps his split personality, or a clone...
It's probably impossible to dodge... Griffith immediately pulled out Judgment, opened the gun, and approached cautiously.
"Hey, good morning, you're finally here," the painter found him, "Please come over here. The other 'I' won't be here soon, there is still time."
"Why isn't the other 'you' here?" Griffith raised his flintlock gun and pointed it at the painter's head.
"Facing the damage of the breath of the end is terrifying, even for us, it is unbearable. If not, the 'I' of "Loser Eats Dust" will choose to self-destruct every time he looks back, ushering in the end of the world, and you are trapped in it.
All chances of resistance will be lost. Isn’t it simple?
"This is the price of the demigods of the 'Fantasy' path, the 'tyrants of time and space'. The physical and mental backlash created us."
"what you up to?"
"Talking to you," the painter said, "I exist in the gap between matter, watching 'my' struggle, and also watching you, another choice. Before we face the end, I want to tell you something about myself.
view."
Griffith raised his hand and fired.
"Bang!"
The fine gold bullet roared out and penetrated the painter's body. However, the man was like a ripple, calming down in the ripples without any injuries.
He's not even angry:
"All this is meaningless. Griffith, my student, let me tell you something about myself——
"Thalorian Plagueis,
"I was born into a noble family and completed my studies at Homemonworth. I was originally going to become the most powerful and wise wizard. To tell you the truth, I am a genius. I have mastered the highest level of spells at a young age and can even cast
The terrifying murderous curse is triggered by a chain reaction and can kill Homemonworth in one night. Even the legendary Dark Lord thinks I'm a bit too extreme."
Speaking of this, the painter sighed softly:
"I have seen a lot of those things. Griffith, I have experienced all the dramas and tragedies you have experienced in the past chapters; I have felt all the beautiful tenderness and entanglements you have encountered.
"I also made mistakes, all because I was young.
"We are the protagonists of generations chosen by the times, you and I. The indescribable mystery and reality come to us in the form of wonderful temptations that we cannot refuse. We simply cannot refuse.
"Take you for example, even if you defeat me, conquer the world, and beat the stupid roe deer in Canaan to their knees, a new war has just begun. How do you plan to make Miss Elf, Miss Countess and your daughter
How about the war gods living in harmony? If the princess in the south begs you to carry out the pasha's will, or if the mermaid in the south wants to spread the song under the moon, the Holy Light and the gods will offer their respective dolls, just asking for a trace of the new order.
favor.
"Will you accept them? Open your arms to that little bit of trivial desire?"
Griffith's face twitched.
"This is just an appearance," the painter continued. "If it only concerns an individual, it is not a problem. However, as the conqueror of the world and the commander-in-chief of the Grand Republican Army, what are you going to do in the upcoming, earth-shaking new era?
What to do?"
"What do you want to say?" Griffith tapped his forehead, "Is this the reason why you want to become a Shoggoth and end the world?"
The painter looked into Griffith's eyes:
"This is not so far away. I can let you see the world outside of 'The Loser Eats Dust'. During your absence, the wheel of history is rolling forward, and the final decisive battle will be in the city of Canaan
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"It was an extremely bloody battle. All wars in history are inferior to this war awakened by the industrial turbines. Humans and elves, reality and mystery will fight to the last piece of flesh and blood, until the ancient mystery is destroyed and the new one is destroyed.
The civilization built the Kingdom of God on the corpse of the old god.
"Griffith, soon, you will see. The changes in human history will be presented in such extreme madness! The endless wails will turn into the smoke of disputes. The war has just subsided, and the next one will
The war is approaching."
Griffith's eyebrows twitched:
"The conclusion of chain hatred is not uncommon. Human beings are not as absurd as you say. Mr. Salorian, this is just your own opinion."
"Hahahahahaha!"
The painter suddenly laughed wildly. He stood up, and his melancholic temperament began to become crazy:
"No, this is the future! I've seen it with my own eyes!
"In my time, the world was hidden in darkness, like a dying patient. All the light that magic can give has been popularized by humans in the world. It is a dim light.
"Let us go even further, it was a dim light. Compared to day, it was simply night.
"One after another, pioneers came forward, bringing new light, but the night came in an instant, the old system became a new system, and light and darkness exchanged places.
"Magic has its limits. In my wasted and chaotic life, I found that the more I explored the origin of magic, the more it became shrouded in darkness. So, I decided to find a new path.
"Finally, I found the key that can end all sin and pain!"
The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and indescribable black clouds rolled up on the seaside that was calm and calm just a few seconds ago. The painter's personality seemed to have undergone a sudden change at this moment, full of desperate madness.
"Bang!"
A spear of light shot out from a distance and pierced Griffith's eyebrows.
Salorian and Shadow appeared. They launched a sniper attack from outside the field of vision, knocking Griffith back again.
This time, the rewinding of time began to interfere with reality. As Griffith fell toward an earlier time, he saw something.
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June 25, 1445.
In Alandel's flagship, Erza made a small-scale report on the progress of the incident.
"The Dictator and the Hand of God will be absent from the next battle..."
"Didn't we arrange for you and Sidious to go to support? You two can't handle Sequence 5 yet? ... If it's not caught, wouldn't it be me!?" Roland felt that the current situation was simply unreasonable, "
Why did you come back on your own? Where is Sidious? Griffith is the most important puzzle piece for our victory, and there is no room for error! Do you understand the seriousness of this matter?"
"This is exactly Sidious's judgment," Erza replied, "He brought the words of Lady Aviana of Arran..."
Several days have passed since the disappearance of the dictator and Griffith. However, Beyeland's attack did not stop.
Even without the dictator and Griffith, the Senate and the Confederation Congress still sent their best generals and troops. The 200,000-strong Republican Army commanded by Roland, Earl Larmore, and Erza traveled by sea along Tire.
The Nirvana River flows upstream and heads straight to Canaan.
The Grand Republican Army will land near Canaan. The Canaanite rebels who have already been active there will do their best to hold their positions until the army arrives.
In response to this, Canaan's response is a general mobilization of war. The army led by Paulus Stannis will, with the assistance of the two God Hands, Galadia and Tarkin, wipe out the rebels and then wipe out the entire Grand Republic Army.