Arad's crooked savior

"The black earth in the ancient books actually appeared!" Gallantis could not express his extremely complicated mood. He looked into the distance and muttered in confusion. There was also a kind of difficulty in accepting, how could it really come... and other subtle feelings. .

There are too many descriptions of the black earth in ancient history books and various classics of the sect, and the concept of time has become increasingly blunted. Six hundred years ago, more than six hundred years ago...!

This is the "past" that everyone talks about, how could it suddenly become "reality"?

On the continent of Arad, empires have been destroyed and replaced, and human beings are constantly changing from young to old, and it seems that they have forgotten too many things that should be engraved in their bones.

Even if the records in ancient books are vividly depicted and the words are realistic, they still cannot give people a very real and immersive feeling.

In fact, it does not need to be a distant six hundred years. I am afraid that in less than a hundred years, the age gap between the elders and the younger generations will appear, and many things will be easily blurred, and the lessons of the past will be ignored.

Too many people have forgotten, or have blurred and underestimated in their knowledge, the dark disaster brought about by Ozma. It is an extremely despairing one, which has shrouded the continent of Arad for nearly a hundred years.

Having the martial arts skills of three moves and two moves, one's ambition is as high as the sky, and one dares to wield the sword to the end of the world. Although courage is commendable, one does not feel that one's fate is as thin as a piece of paper, and one does not succeed even after starting the battle.

Reading many things in books, listening to others talk about them, and even the many waits before the reality comes are far from being able to compare with the shock that this moment can bring.

The bright beams of light soared into the sky, and the world burst apart. The climbing tree of destruction, the surging evil aura, and the heavy pressure were like the gates of hell in this world.

The liberal groups that Galantis tried so hard to persuade, many people suddenly turned pale and backed down on the spot. It is true that crises are opportunities to make a fortune, but making a fortune also requires Just have the flower of destiny.

Not to mention anything else, just by seeing the scene tearing apart the space in front of me, and then thinking about Saint Michelle sealing a huge city, and then silently comparing the strength of his half bottle of water, the gap is obvious.

It makes no difference whether you are holding a piece of gold or a stone when you die.

If it's gold, someone might break off their fingers and pull it out, leaving you with nothing in the end.

"Let's go. The regretful thing that our ancestors failed to complete is now our turn!" Galantis picked up his holy silver cross, glanced behind him, and then resolutely led people towards the light pillar gate.

I still remember that in the past, no matter what happened, there would always be a strong and steady figure who smiled and said to her, "Galantis, before you believe in the glory of God, you have to believe in yourself first."

"Brother Neerbas, I believe in myself, and I also believe that you will be safe."

The owner of the black earth seems to have deliberately opened the door to receive guests and show off his grand banquet. There are clearly traps inside, but for those with a noble will, as long as the ultimate goal is to kill Ozma, wait until he comes out before killing him. , or go in by yourself, it doesn’t really matter.

"It's time for the guilty to see the hell of this world with their own eyes!" Lucille's eyes were burning with murderous intent. Her ancestor Ramiel was sacrificed in the area near Aerono.

The unfinished business of her ancestors, now she will burn the divine flame of judgment with her own hands, and let the sins of Chaos fall to hell forever.

"The return of the black earth, does this mean that Lord Saint Michel..." Bishop Klose's thoughts were a little distant and excited, and he faintly lost his former elegant and calm posture, and his face turned red.

Saint Michael, he descended from the sky with the light, grew into a young man in three years, and then his posture was fixed forever, and he has not aged even after hundreds of years.

He was the pioneer who brought light and enlightenment, and was also the core leader of the first Dark Holy War. He was a great figure who has been praised for more than six hundred years, and his great achievements shocked the past and the present.

Even in some people's minds, he and the great magician Mar are outstanding figures on the same level.

The reason why the Small Holy Church and the Golden Cathedral, including the First Legion of the Empire, and other free groups did not seek to discuss advance or retreat with Ye Lin was because of the existence of Saint Michael.

Although Ye Lin is the most dazzling new star of this era and is at the top of the pinnacle, Saint Michael has been praised in the Arad continent for a long time, and his reputation has been accumulated for hundreds of years. It can be said that everyone knows and knows it.

Especially now that the memory of the Dark Jihad has been renovated, Michelle has been "deified"!

The Holy Order is one force, and the Imperial Legion and Knights are another force. Those free groups that still have the courage to enter Airoreno, although some have backed down, the overall number cannot be underestimated.

Maybe there will be some real strong people hidden inside.

The opened door of chaos is like a ferocious beast that chooses people and devours them. The evil aura sweeps over the sky and covers the earth, waiting for these lost flocks of lambs.

About one kilometer away from the Black Earth Gate, the nearby mining area has turned into a jungle of thorns. The trees of destruction are like demons in disguise, staring coldly at the humans walking through.

"These things are so annoying!" A man dressed as a thief waved his hand and chopped off a branch blocking the road. Then his body quickly became cold, his mouth was stunned, and his whole body froze.

What flowed out from the broken branches was not plant juice, but scarlet and pungent blood.

After staring at the Gate of Chaos, many people realized at this time that whether it was the strange thorn trees or the dark soil under their feet, they were all very different from the outside world.

There were broken, messy, decayed and rusty weapons and armor everywhere. Some of them had only an empty shell left, which turned into powder all over the ground with a slight step.

They seemed to have walked into a huge ancient tomb. This place had experienced countless battles, buried countless lives, laughed and cursed, but now it has all turned into a pile of loess that no one cares about.

How many people died in the final battle of the Dark Crusade? That was a tragic figure that Gallantis could not tell.

The number of the Empire's First Legion was only enough to fill a small battlefield.

According to the notes left by an old man who has died long ago: "At that time, everyone seemed to be crazy, their minds were numb, and they blocked the pretenders towards the center of the city with red eyes."

"Hey, what is this?" Someone picked up a red crystal the size of a fist. The texture was very heavy and crystallized, like crystal and ore.

There are also talented people in the free group who analyzed the red crystal and came to a shocking conclusion. This crystal contains a mysterious and destructive aura. It is a very powerful material and should be able to be crafted in the hands of a highly skilled blacksmith. Become the best equipment.

There was a huge harvest before even entering the door. In an instant, free groups started to move, like beans dumped on the ground, each working in small groups to look for this red crystal.

Although they formed a temporary alliance, their discipline and loyalty are not as good as those of the other two forces.

It is expected that the alliance will immediately fall apart the moment they see the treasure of Aerono, and it is probably normal for them to hide their knives in a smile.

The Imperial Legion has strict discipline, and the Priest Order has a clear purpose. They are the only free men to do whatever they want, running around for crystals, completely forgetting what this place is.

Galantis seemed to be touched. He walked to Ye Lin and said worriedly: "Do you think they are very similar to the residents of Aerono?"

"You are saying that you are blinded by prosperity and have no idea that the crisis is coming." Ye Lin nodded. Human beings may have been repeating the mistakes of the past.

Once upon a time, a little girl discovered the weirdness and contagiousness of the Pretender, and the killed humans actually stood up again, but no one took it to heart in the reveling Aeronaut.

At first, no one paid much attention to the disaster.

This is just a child's lie, a sudden illness, a small-scale riot that can be solved by some city guards... until everyone wakes up and realizes that no one can escape!