Duke Sartolan stood up slowly and opened his eyes. When he regained his vision, he still saw a large deep gray fog.
This is of course a virtual realm, a shadow of the universe where space and time are intertwined in chaos, a forbidden realm that only the top extraordinary psychics can enter and exit.
This is a stage that suits you.
The old Duke Sadolan smiled and began his last battle meditation. Let the spiritual power accompany the blood and stretch out again in his body full of old wounds and in the spiritual world. Those indescribable spiritual powers,
It has gone through countless cycles in my own spiritual world.
When the meditation ended, the grand leader of the Astral Knights, who had always been known to the public as a dying old man, suddenly stood up straight, as if he had become fifty years younger in an instant.
My time has finally come.
90 years of practice, training, meditation and exploration, 40 years of smooth sailing as the chosen one, and 50 years of nightmares day and night after the disastrous defeat have all become the flame that tempers my soul.
In the end, all of this led to this unique moment. He suddenly felt that the only purpose of his life was not to become the leader of the Astral Knights, but to this moment today.
He adjusted the angle of the sword on his waist. This thing seemed to be just a ceremonial sword issued by the imperial military to senior officers. Of course, it was not a weapon. However, Duke Sartolan was still very careful and carefully
The upper end of the sword hilt was adjusted to the best position for unsheathing.
At this time, full of honor, full of sincerity, without fear, without anger or hatred, he strode towards the biggest battlefield in his life.
Soon, two figures appeared beside him, as if they were walking directly out of the mist.
They were his deputy captain, Verro Andus, Duke of Macedo, and Lady Elroyes, the Duchess of Themint of the Grand Inquisition. They were also dressed in military uniforms and looked full of energy.
The Duchess smiled and said: "I have known you for fifty years, and you are the most youthful and energetic I have ever seen."
The deputy leader also said: "Maybe it's because you are fifty years younger."
The Duchess said: "That's not all. Your Excellency Sadolan, with such a youthful body and spirit, actually reminds me of Your Majesty."
"Hahaha, madam, I must have watched you grow up, but this is the first time I have heard such a rare and pleasant speech!" Duke Sartolan burst into laughter.
Duchess Temint added: "However, with all due respect, you should know that you have already reached your twilight years. This state is not ordinary. If you cross that threshold, all this will be eternity. If you cannot cross it, eternity will be gone."
It’s just an illusion.”
"I have realized this a long time ago. I am extremely grateful that you are willing to accompany me on this adventure." Duke Sadolan said.
"It's not about taking risks, it's just about fulfilling one's duties. I'm a soldier," said Duke Macedo, the deputy commander.
"It's not an adventure, it's a leap. I have delusions of transcending the ordinary and being on the side of truth, and I always need to take action." said the Grand Judge, Duke Themint.
The three extraordinary beings who can be called the strongest men in the empire are walking side by side like this. In this strange space that is different from the normal material world, they seem to have crossed thousands of rivers and mountains with a single step.
Immediately afterwards, a large lush and vibrant scene came into the eyes of the three people. It was a side of undulating mountains, with curves that seemed more charming and elegant than the girl's body, wrapped in a lush green forest. At that moment
, they were clearly in a virtual realm, but they all smelled the fragrance of trees and grass, saw birds and pine trees dancing in the branches, and even heard the gurgling rhythm of streams.
"This one really knows how to enjoy it." Duchess Temint said with a smile.
"According to the culture of the earth, the dojo of an expert should be like this. The so-called bamboos are interspersed with green screens, and wild flowers fall on the fence at all times. This should be the artistic conception." Duke Macedo said.
Seeing that both of them wanted to look at him, the deputy leader of the knights added: "Hahaha, I am currently studying "The Epic of Three Kingdoms". It is said to be a historical novel, but it is said to contain the earth.
The essence of man's art of war lies in it. I repeat, after all, I am a soldier."
Duke Sadolan laughed.
In laughter, they crossed the mountains and soon came to a platform. Then, they saw the man named Lan Jiufeng, who had killed all the enemies in the War of Independence half a century ago.
The extraordinary being of the empire, known as the invincible god of death under the Nine Rings.
Duke Macedo sighed with regret. During the War of Independence, he was still a knight apprentice and had never really met Lan Jiufeng.
He always felt that since he was the Martial God of the Blue Star Community, shouldn't he be wearing a crane cloak and silk scarf and playing the guqin to look like that?
But now, that trendy old man wearing a floral shirt, beach pants and flip-flops, holding a dumbbell in one hand and doing biceps curls, and playing with skewers on the baking sheet with the other hand, who is he?
Which one?
Of course, this old, trendy man who looked very ungrateful at first sight had naturally felt the atmosphere of everyone arriving and couldn't help but sigh.
"Welcoming guests! Let me tell you first, I have not prepared any food for you."
Duke Sadolan smiled slightly, his breath was neither humble nor arrogant, his smile was neither happy nor sad: "Brother Lan, I am here after all."
"You don't need to repeat what has already happened." Lan Jiufeng used a deft technique to change the direction of the skewers.
Duke Macedo smelled the aroma of grilled skewers and suddenly felt the secretion of saliva. His sense of freshness suddenly aroused. You must know that he is a majestic eight-ring psyker who can rely on sucking the essence of the sun and the moon to survive.
The demigod who was so pure now actually feels appetizing because of the aroma of grilled skewers.
Thinking of this, he suddenly wanted to laugh.
As for the Duchess of Temint next to her, she already laughed: "The fruit is delicious. Master Lan, I heard that the true sages of the earth are born into the world. Isn't this the legendary fireworks in the world?"
"It's not that mysterious. When I was young, I never made any progress in my practice. At that time, I was really preparing to become a promising cook. Few people know that even though that old boy Liu Jungao is still alive, I am the only one who is very good at cooking.
Junior brother." Lan Jiufeng showed a smile full of evil humor:
"I don't understand. When I used to travel in the empire, I would always see such serious and overthinking people, and I felt dumb. Why do you still behave like this after half a century? We are still so virtuous.
I feel very dumb.”
There was visible embarrassment on Duchess Themint's face.
Duke Sartolan still looked like he was neither happy with things nor sad with himself. He said calmly: "I'll teach you, Brother Lan, the war has begun."
Lan Jiufeng was not surprised. His smile was indifferent and distant: "I guessed it."
"As a background to settle our grudges, this is the best thing to do." Duke Sadolan said.
Lan Jiufeng's smile showed a hint of obvious sarcasm: "You've got it wrong. Brother Sadulan, war is not our background, we are just one of the inconspicuous preludes of war."
Of course Duke Sartolan understood what the other party meant. He tilted his head, but his mood remained unchanged. However, his whole aura became solemn without any transition.
"There seems to be always a discrepancy between our understanding of psychic powers and supernatural beings. However, there is nothing we can do by debating scriptures. In the end, we can only speak with swords."
He opened his five fingers, and the ceremonial sword hanging on his waist fell into his hand. Duke Sadolan pressed the sharp sword edge into his palm, and with a gentle touch, the steel sword body decomposed
It turned into endless iron filings and disappeared into the air.
At the same time, Duke Macedo and Duke Themint also began to move slowly.
"Three against one~~~~" Lan Jiufeng dropped the dumbbell and spoke in a longer voice.
"Sorry, I don't talk about martial ethics anymore." Duke Sadolan said.
"If you still talk about martial arts, then I will look down on you even more. Brother Sadulan, I can really see that you have matured!"
Lan Jiufeng glanced at the powerful empire men who were vaguely surrounding him. Their auras were calm and their steps were steady and calm, but their spiritual energy, which ordinary people and even most psykers could not perceive, was condensing.
Maybe there is a real danger of being killed. However, compared to half a century ago, what is it? And compared to the person half a century ago, what is it?
"A question, Brother Sadulan. Perhaps only a remnant of that era like you can answer it." Lan Jiufeng slowly moved the skewers on the grill to one side and put his hand in while they were still burning.
Inside the grill with blue fire.
Duke Sadolan's eyelids twitched slightly, and his shoulders slowly sank.
In his eyes, Lan Jiufeng was just an old guy wearing a floral shirt and beach pants who was keen on going to the most comfortable beaches and chatting up bikini girls who were old enough to be his granddaughters. However, he knew that
For them, the appearance that can be captured by the naked eye and the appearance in the physical sense are actually all illusions.
In the world of spiritual energy, this old man is actually a burning sun.
"Tell me, Brother Sa, how did Marshal Li die?"
Sadulan adjusted his steps so that his figure faced the opponent sideways.
"This is a historical issue. It is written in every elementary school textbook, and it is said that one fell ill due to overwork and died young."
"Ah hahahaha, you know this is not the truth."
"This is the truth of history."
"This is not the truth that I can agree with." Lan Jiufeng also put his other hand in the blue fire of the grill, with a hint of sadness in his voice, and gradually a hint of hope: "He
Dead. Therefore, this war that should have started fifty years ago has been delayed until now. Brother Sadulan, you don't know how much I look forward to this day."
"Are you looking forward to the war?" Duke Themint asked in surprise.
"How can a country and its people know their own limits if they have not been tempered? People cannot praise suffering, but if suffering cannot be avoided after all, it is the true fire of steelmaking!"
He paused and took out his weapons from the charcoal basin of the oven.
"Fortunately, the younger generation's battlefield has finally been handled by reliable younger generations. And our battlefield is right here." Before he finished speaking, a red halo emerged from the gray-blue flames.
When it lights up suddenly, it looks like the scorching sun hanging in the blue sky.
"We are the guardians of the empire, and we can bear the darkness for the empire. But you, Mr. Lan, are always just an arrogant swordsman in your heart, an anti-system element who uses force to break the law. Your arrogance has never changed!"
The iron filings that seemed to have returned to the atomic state suddenly rubbed against each other, and lightning flashes of lightning surged out from under the Duke's open arms.
In an instant, a universe seemed to emerge from him. The battle began.
…
When Major General Yeager Soback regained consciousness, the first thing he saw was Miss Serlu. There was an obvious look of worry on her face.
"You have been in a daze since just now."
"...How long have I been in a daze?"
"It's only about two or three minutes. Your Excellency, are you..."
"I am meditating, thinking about the avenue of heaven and man and the eternal truth of the universe. After all, I am also a psyker." Soback rubbed his temples and casually wiped the "sweat" from the corners of his eyes. The figure of his mentor just now almost hurt his eyes.
He burst into tears. He felt that it was best not to let others know about such things that were detrimental to his dignity and character.
The avenue of heaven and man? The eternity of the universe? Miss Serlu showed a doting smile: "You are truly worthy of being Your Excellency!"
Well, she didn't believe it. Soback couldn't help but rub the corners of his eyes with more force.
Miss Serlu said: "We still have the last jump left, and we are expected to arrive at the Circle of Miracles within two hours."
"What about inside the Ring of Miracles? What are the movements of the main force of the Earth Expedition Fleet?"
"The gravitational wave communication from the headquarters on the Ring of Miracles has just arrived. The people on earth have not yet noticed it. This is the arrangement of the main force of their fleet."
Miss Serlu sent a 3D star map model and a geometric model of the fleet, as well as a lot of photos.
"In addition, in order not to alert the enemy, everyone has been keeping quiet during this period. The party venue on Continent 1, which is scheduled to be the handover of the areas controlled by the two armies, has also been expanding. The work has not stopped until now."
The party venue was actually quite well maintained. Soldiers from both armies repaired it and transformed it into a city-sized venue. Most of the recreational facilities were built with scraps of military supplies, although they were quite useless.
It's rustic, but very joyful. At least there, when ordinary soldiers of the two armies work together, you really don't doubt the "friendship of a generation", right?
Yeager Soback went there once and originally thought it would become a tourist attraction in the future.
After all, we still failed to live up to this era!
He exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling stuffy in his heart. However, he still bared his teeth and took a deep breath: "Send power to the Dawn Angel. We have arrived at the Circle of Miracles, and the journey is smooth and helpless!"
He and his squadron waited at the same spot for nearly two hours before receiving a reply asking him to stand by where he was.
Staying where you are is a good order, Soback thought. Whether it's retreating or attacking, he just likes to act with large troops.
If His Highness Brünnhilt asked him to go to the front station to conduct fire reconnaissance or something like that, he would be like a widower.
But then, the gravity source radar on the ship showed a mass response, and then they saw the Angel of Dawn with gold and silver paint, surrounded by several large capital ships, suddenly leaping into the local system in a swagger.
In the middle, that elegant and majestic figure still looks like a queen of the void.
Immediately afterwards, a new communication was sent, and what sounded was the voice of the real queen.
"Sir Sobaek, be prepared and join me in the battle!"