Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

The ruler of the Kul Tiras Islands, Lord Daelin Proudmoore, who has never been crowned king and has been granted the title of Duke of the Ancient Arathor Empire, stands on the watchtower on the highest floor of the castle.

Behind him were the dignitaries of the Kul Tiras Islands who lowered their heads and remained silent.

This group of archipelago carnivores, who used to be full of confidence in their own power and tried to use their own strength as a trap, did not truly come to their senses until they saw the arrival of the Holy Arathor Empire's envoy.

Let alone the giant airship in the sky, just carrying the envoys of the Murloc tribe on board, the huge ocean beast is enough to destroy the entire ocean power of the Kul Tiras Islands!

"My vassals, does anyone still have the courage to test the power of the empire now?"

With a hint of ridicule, Duke Daelin turned around and looked at the earthly kings on these islands, the lords who had obeyed his orders in the past.

As the controller of an overseas archipelago country far away from the competition on the mainland, His Excellency the Duke is not like his ancestors who were indifferent to the situation on the mainland of the Eastern Kingdom and only wanted to do his own business and pursue an isolation policy.

On the contrary, this strong black-haired captain is an outstanding and enlightened man in power who actively pays attention to the news on the mainland.

The Kul Tiras fleet led by Daelin once made a very positive contribution in fighting against the invasion of the tribes; when Emperor Karen ascended the throne and was crowned, he sent an envoy to the Imperial City of Arathor in person.

I have felt the majesty of the empire that was established with the blood of the guardian dragon.

"Great Lord, we are short-sighted."

After a long silence, one of the most cheerful nobles who had yelled at the beginning finally stood up with a look of regret on his face and said in a low voice.

The area of ​​the Kul Tiras Islands in the real world is naturally not as large as that in the Messiah game. It consists of hundreds of islands of different sizes, with a total land area of ​​about 2 million square kilometers. Even though

In Messiah's previous life on earth, it would definitely not be called a small country.

Naturally, in such a large territory, there are naturally all kinds of birds. In addition to the Duke's cronies who actively participate in maritime commerce, there are also some traditional conservative wealthy aristocrats who make a living by exploiting the people in the mainland just like on the mainland.

The short, fat-speaking noble looked back at his colleagues who were already ashen-faced and had no one to refute his words, and finally spoke.

"We will follow your decision and return to the empire!"

These conservatives, who themselves are not very knowledgeable, because they will lose their power when they return to the empire, are the main force shouting that they do not welcome the empire's envoys.

With the appearance of the ocean giants from the Lars fleet, these country bumpkins finally woke up and agreed with Dailin's decision.

"In that case, everyone, please come with me to welcome the imperial envoy!"

"After all, we are different from those kingdoms on the mainland."

"After all, we did not betray the Arathor Empire!"

The Duke glanced indifferently at these bumpkins who were completely ignored by him, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the exit of the watchtower.

After appeasing these rebels, he immediately asked his servants to prepare a grander banquet than planned to make up for the mistake of not being able to welcome them in person.

When the frustrated nobles behind him heard the Duke's last words, they looked at me and I looked at you, with a hint of joy in their eyes...

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When the last human nation, Daelin, the great lord of the Kul Tiras Islands, declared his surrender to the imperial emperor Karen, after thousands of years of turmoil and separation, mankind was once again united.

Due to the undead plague disaster in the alliance area, after their respective monarchs agreed to the conditions of the imperial envoy, at regular intervals during these days, dignitaries of all sizes from the six alliance countries converted to the Cross Church and came.

Pilgrimage to the city where Yahweh’s shrine is located.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The loud sound of leather boots hitting the ground sounded outside the city one after another.

"Beep, beep, beep!"

The loud sound of bugles even drowned out the prayers in the city of Messiah.

"What happened?"

"This is the sound of troops moving!"

"Could someone come to attack the city of Mercia? Who is so bold?"

Groups of nobles who had just arrived from the six countries of the alliance were asking each other with horrified faces.

"Why are you panicking? Be quiet, didn't you get the notification from the Empire Spiritual Network that today is the day when the Empire's Holy Legion assembles?"

Next to this group of panicked old nobles from the Alliance, several experienced drivers who looked like they were not visiting Mercia City for the first time and who were also former powerful nobles from the Alliance, loudly scolded the fellow villagers around them.

"Take out your identity card and put it between your eyebrows and take a good look. This is the front page headline of the 'Imperial Current Affairs' section!"

A month ago, this old aristocrat from the alliance was still a traditional and conservative noble. Now his voice has begun to have a hint of the arrogance and superiority unique to the imperial people.

Dragging the blessings of Yahweh, the highest, greatest, supreme, Trinity God, these bumpkins who used to be just feudal lords in the Middle Ages suddenly jumped from the feudal era of correspondence to several levels and directly entered the spirit of centralization.

In the Internet age, it is indeed difficult to get used to it in a short period of time.

At this time, after hearing the reminders from the enthusiastic old drivers around them, these bumpkin old nobles hurriedly took out the upgraded citizen crystal cards after returning to the empire, pasted them between their eyebrows, and silently recited "Holy Yahweh, long live the emperor."

After receiving the password to enter the network, his consciousness quickly immersed himself in it, and he browsed the top information in the Imperial Spiritual Network, and then relaxed one by one.

The Holy Arathor Empire, in order to completely cleanse the filth on the human territory of the Alliance that has sworn to return to the empire, has decided to launch the "Holy Crusade Northern Expedition Plan" to directly connect the function of the open space coordinate transmission array on the Alliance territory through the great Gate of Light.

, dispatched a large army to mobilize in an attempt to completely eliminate the rampant undead plague in a short time.

"Ignore them, let's go, fellow church members, let's go outside the city to see the imperial soldiers in action!"

Many old drivers who came to worship saw that their fellow villagers had regained their composure, so they gathered together with their friends and walked towards the outside of Mercia.

Their actions suddenly made this once peaceful and solemn religious holy place of the Holy Light Cross suddenly seem a lot noisier...

The majestic and tall Gate of Light, with an unparalleled sense of sanctity, stands outside the Holy Messiah City.

Nearly 100,000 Holy Arathor Empire Pegasus cavalry, wearing blue light armor uniforms, holding shining steel knives or spears, heroic and murderous, with a thousand people forming a huge formation in the air.

The phalanx came from a distance and blocked a large area of ​​the sky.

Immediately afterwards, there were more than 1.5 million Holy Legion infantry from heaven to earth. They walked in goose steps, holding Holy Light muskets with bayonets, and moved forward with their respective golden Imperial Crusade flags, obeying the officers.

After receiving the command, they either stopped, turned around, or changed their formation. Finally, in the large square below the Gate of Light, an extremely neat infantry phalanx of ten thousand people was formed.

Then, the cannon barrels were polished to a gleaming shine, and the cannon bodies were engraved with dense holy light runes. The bright cannons, which could only be pulled by 6 Pegasus, appeared in the queue surrounded by cannon guards.

the rear.

Groups of more than 300,000 light and heavy cavalry, wearing silver cross-bright armor, led by imperial paladins, stand at the back of the formation. Their presence will serve as a mobile force after the war.

He will not immediately join the front line, but will always stay not far from the Gate of Light, ready to pass through the Gate at any time to directly support friendly forces in danger.

Relying on the high degree of organization and discipline of the Empire's spiritual network, as well as the fast teleportation array network that is more popular than the alliance and spreads throughout the entire empire, it didn't take much time for such a huge army to line up, and everyone was in high spirits.

Standing a hundred times where he should be, waiting for the appearance of Emperor Karen, the supreme commander of the Holy Arathor Empire in this war.

The master of the Holy Empire did not let the most heroic warriors of the Empire wait for too long. Only a few minutes after the queues stood, Emperor Karen Anduin appeared in the light after a burst of golden light unique to the Holy Power.

Under the specially reserved high platform in front of the gate.

At this time, on the high platform, the cardinal, holding a Yahweh Bible in his hand, was leading the clergy who were about to accompany the army to conquer evil, and was half-kneeling on the ground to say the last mass before the expedition.

This powerful and glorious priest in the church, second only to the Pope, saw Karen's arrival. He stood up from the Mass, nodded to the emperor, and then turned sideways so that the emperor stood at the top of the platform, facing

All armies of the Holy Empire.

"After a lapse of thousands of years, the human empire has reunified. It is a historical process and an irresistible trend for those sinful undead."

At this time, Karen was in a heroic figure, wearing a royal knight's armor engraved with the Holy Cross. He suddenly pulled out the holy sword from his back, the sharp blade, and the light of the platinum holy flame of judgment surging and burning in his body.

Below, there is an extremely bright light flashing!

"God has given it to me, and no one dares to blaspheme it!"

His solemn voice issued the order for the Holy Legion to advance, resounding throughout the entire area around the Gate of Light.

"Forward, for the unity of mankind, for the sake of divine Yahweh!"

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