Sword of Daybreaker

One after another phantom avatars were dragged out of the air by Rosetta, throwing them into the burning brazier like throwing firewood into the fire. Some of these phantoms were sluggish, some were fresh, and some were burning. While silent in the middle, some kept uttering frantic curses, and even more phantoms made roars that contained powerful pollution power that humans could not understand and utter. That voice could make the bravest warriors shudder and make Ordinary people fell into madness-but no matter what they did, they could only be thrown into the brazier without resistance, and the flame of the latter gradually became iron-colored and burned more vigorously.

Finally, even Malm Dunnet’s phantom appeared in the flames. The phantom became more and more real, and he shouted:

"Rosetta! I curse you! You depraved betrayer of the gods! You will not end well, and you will not end well against the gods!"

"Stop it, stop it, you are doomed to be useless like this, how can a great **** be manipulated by mortals, your arrogance will make you into a dead end...Stop it! Your blind confidence is baseless..."

"What's the point of doing this? You worked so hard to make an empire strong, but only to push it into the abyss at this time? Look at what you are doing... You ruined so many who were loyal to you. people……"

The sound in the flames sometimes furious, sometimes sorrowful, sometimes rigorously criticizing, sometimes softening their attitude and pleading, but Rosetta just performed her actions unhurriedly, until after more than a dozen incarnations. Lifted his eyelids and glanced at the flame: "Do you know why you have so many avatars captured by me?"

"you……"

"You trust your **** too much, but the **** is not as invulnerable as you think-the Augustus family has been dealing with the'god' for two hundred years, and I can smell the'promoted' possession with my eyes closed. The stench radiating from the mortal body... After realizing the influence you exerted on Pedinan and separating the first'incarnation' sample from him, all your actions in Typhon are completely exposed to me. ."

"You..." In the depths of the flames, Malm Dunit's phantom suddenly widened his eyes. He seemed to wake up from a big dream, and finally exclaimed, "It's the curse... the curse that entangled the Augustus family ...You actually compromised with him?!"

"No," Rosetta stared at the flames calmly, another incarnation of Malm Dunit condensed from the air, and was pushed into the brazier without hesitation. "This is just a deal."

"Deal...deal..." Malm Dunnett's projection in the flames suddenly muttered with his head down, which soon turned into an irresistible ridicule, "Haha, hahaha...deal! Luo! Seta, you have finally gone this way too! You think you can benefit from trading with the gods, but there is nothing more ridiculous than this! You, and you have fallen one after another during the two hundred years Ancestor, you are equally arrogant and stupid... Rosetta, it seems that you are nothing special..."

Rosetta Augustus didn’t seem to hear the taunts coming from the flames. He just quietly dragged out the last incarnation of Malm Dunit he had captured from the air, unhurriedly He threw it into the brazier, then walked to a long table beside him blankly, and reached out and picked up something on the table.

It was the iron scepter that once belonged to Malm Dunit, and it was a symbol of the gods of war and popes in the past.

When he saw the scepter, Malm Dunnett in the flame suddenly fell silent. He finally fully understood Rosetta’s plan, but he did not continue to curse or ridicule, but used a sad The tone said: "Are you really going to take this step? Rosetta... We used to be friends. Even though we took different paths, we used to be very good friends, right? I was the first to understand your ideals. Man, when you are questioned by nobles and religious leaders, the Church of God of War is the first to stand up and support your coronation. Even your weakening of the church’s position over the years is due to my cooperation..."

"Yes, Malm Dunit was my friend." Rosetta returned to the brazier holding the scepter, staring blankly at the phantom in the flame, then raised the scepter slightly. Therefore, you who don't know anything are even less qualified to continue to make noise here with his face!"

Before the words fell, the scepter was already covered with a sacred and vast brilliance, and the flames in the brazier suddenly burned, and the iron-gray color filled the flames. All of Malm Dunit’s words He was completely swallowed by the flames derived from his own beliefs-in the next second, Rosetta slammed the scepter heavily on the ground, and the iron rod hit the carpeted slate ground, and it was like a war hammer blow. A loud noise like a shield!

"Boom—"

The entire Winter Fortress seemed to hear this loud noise, and then, the illusory bells and horns suddenly resounded across the sky!

Rosetta Augustus raised her head, and the illusory and empty "eye of the god" emerged behind him. His gaze penetrated the heavy stone dome and stared at the door slowly opening in the sky without fear. , The unfolding flags and the illusory array of spears, a giant covered in iron armor has walked out of the gate, with a certain insane posture, making a frantic babble, one step Step and the giant phantom that wandered between heaven and earth overlapped.

"The Pope's lofty sacrifice can be used as the ultimate sacrifice, performing a far beyond the conventional'God's Descending Technique', and if the **** has the will to go to this world, then he can even descend into the world in his body..." Rosetta seemed to He whispered to himself, "Really rigid'rules'... As long as the Pope sacrifices, it turns out that the parties do not need to voluntarily."

"These rigid rules constitute the cornerstone of the operation of the gods, and we are strong because of them, and because of them, we are also prisoners." The illusory, hollow eyes trembled behind him, making a low voice, "The avatar you captured is not actually Marr. All of Dunit’s, but more than half...enough to pull the God of War into the world."

"After the fall of the God of War, will the remaining incarnation of Malm Dunit disappear with the smoke?" Rosetta asked without looking back.

"Now I start to think about things after my victory? Really positive and optimistic..." The hollow eyes seemed to sneer, but they answered the question directly, "You don't need to worry about this, your poor old friend. Now he is relying on the power of the God of War to maintain the half-life, undead, chaotic and degenerate state. As long as this power disappears, he will naturally disappear completely, no longer threaten the world, and get liberated in a certain sense. As for now... …Just pay attention to what you have to face, the existence that you take the initiative to challenge...He has already come."

"I will face Him by myself--you can do your thing well."

"Of course, this is part of the contract."

...

The sound of bells and horns reverberating between the heavens and the earth gradually became clear from a chaotic and ethereal state, and gradually became a burst of almost deafening roars, the clouds split, and the sky seemed to have opened a hole, and the wind was wrapped in it. The rain and snow roared and raged, and the miracle of the blizzard took shape in an instant-the miracle of the magic that originally required a large number of high-ranking priests to work hard to perform, here turned out to be a wave of waves when the gods came.

Beyond the edge of the blizzard, the prayers in the large assembly hall were still layered, and there was no sign of stopping. The priests who had completely lost their human minds shook their bodies around the sacrificial fire that had been completely stained with iron gray. They chanted a poem dedicated to the **** of war, and there was a buzzing resonance inside their bodies. Some strange and mutated organs sang more obscure and incomprehensible outside the human voice, and around these priests, On the edge of the assembly hall, the obsidian imperial soldiers wearing black armor had their swords out of their sheaths, and every soldier was nervously watching the commander's subtle movements.

The distant bell rang for the seventeenth time. The commander glanced at the mechanical watch in his hand and looked at the sky outside the window. He saw a huge, hazy, giant shadow suddenly appeared in the blizzard. There was a feeling that the heart was being grasped fiercely-the next moment, he shouted: "Kill all the priests! Hurry!"

A sharp blade came out of its sheath, and the sword flew under the iron-grey flame light and shadow, and successively pierced into the body under the black robe. The already destroyed and mutated priests quickly lost their vitality one by one. The obsidian forbidden army silently and coldly executed the killing. Mission, and until the moment they were killed, the priests who chanted in low voices did not make any resistance—they had been completely immersed in the out-of-control calling ritual, and there was no more human emotions and fears.

In the entire Winter Fort area, between the plains, hills and valleys, the same things are happening at the same time in the Halls of War.

The howling of war drums and horns in the sky suddenly became stern, as if a large-scale noise was mixed into the normal military music, the wind and snow swept the earth, and the huge figure that continued to solidify in the snowstorm was He shook suddenly—he seemed to be attacked by something, and his breath was weakened so much, as if he was about to be exiled to another world, but this weakening only appeared for a moment, and in the next second, he became more determined. Moved into this world.

Finally, even ordinary people can witness the huge shadows appearing in the blizzard. He is so huge, so terrifying, yet so sacred and solemn. He moves like a mountain in the wind and snow, as if it contains endless attraction. It attracted the sight of all living beings like a force - around the winter fort, in the hills and camps, countless soldiers and officers almost subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction of the blizzard.

Even Count Palin Winterhold standing on the tower of the Winterhold mage is no exception.

He thought he could resist the influence of the gods with his own willpower, but when the gods really entered the real world a little bit, he almost uncontrollably cast his sights towards the blizzard. The next second, his entire vision, even The entire mind was completely occupied by that huge and majestic figure. He felt that huge knowledge was pouring into his mind frantically, and countless thoughts that did not belong to him were growing and blooming in every inch of his nerves. His perception was Being torn apart, he began to come into contact with all the crazy secrets and darkness in this world. He was sliding towards the abyss that the human mind could not understand-but at this moment, the brilliant starlight came into his eyes.

A strange scene appeared in the sky above the Winter Fortress-a blizzard was raging at low altitude, and the wind wrapped in rain and snow rolled up out of thin air, forming a continuous curtain of chaos. However, a vast starry sky suddenly appeared in the higher sky. The sky at noon seemed to be replaced by night. The dazzling stars, which seemed to be very different from this era, shone in that night. Each star resisted the crazy power in the blizzard tit-for-tat-and this wonder was completely Confined to the Winter Fort area, on the edge of the wonder, the starry sky is distinct from the normal sky, showing a clear and sharp dividing line.

Palin Winterhold, who had already slipped into the abyss of madness, quickly awoke. He knew that his allegiance had already taken action.

This winter hunt has just begun.

The Earl of Winterhold strode like an enclave to the transmission crystal in the mage tower. The powerful magic power directly urged the crystal and spread his voice throughout the defense line:

"All units-start to implement the predetermined plan!

"Conquer your fears, conquer your weaknesses, conquer your instinct-attack!"

...

On the highest terrace of Winter Wolf Fort in the Cecil control area, which is far away from the Winter Fortress defense line, Gawain can also see the huge snowstorm—and the "spectacle" above the snowstorm.

He couldn't see the specific situation in the blizzard, but Veronica, who performed the "Lookout" mission not long ago, had issued a warning: God of War had come.

Today is the first day of the cold month, and it is the New Calendar Festival-Humber's judgment is correct.

Even at such a long distance, looking at the gods directly is still a dangerous thing. Therefore, the various mental protection units on Cecil's side have begun to operate, but Gawain did not actually feel the erosion of the gods from the blizzard. The breath appeared. Based on Veronica's observation and judgment, it seemed that the "starry sky" covering the blizzard had a certain suppression and filtering effect, and the gods' pollution that should have been spreading was directed to the depths of the starry sky.

The cards that Rosetta Augustus had hidden were being revealed one by one.

The intelligence from the frontline observation post was quickly gathered to Winter Wolf Keep, and the signal soldier ran up to the terrace:

"Report! Observed signs of super large-scale magic power gathering on Typhon, their battle mage group has already started activities!"

"Observe that the Griffin Knights of Typhon take off!"

"There is an abnormal surge of magic power at the edge of the confrontation area. The frontline troops request instructions!"

After quickly processing a few instructions, Gawain came to the command hall on the first floor of the castle, which was already busy.

The dramatic changes in Typhon’s control area stimulate everyone’s nerves. Even if the date has been calculated and prepared in advance, in the absence of key intelligence, commanders still have to implement various plans in the worst case. Philip is ordering the front-line armored forces to advance towards the Typhon control area. Maryland has boarded the "War Citizen" armored train to the Winterhold defense line, and at the air base further behind, several dragoon squadrons and Dragonborn mercenaries They are taking off in order, ready to go to the front.

But what they are performing now is just a task of assembling—whether they want to fire, and who they want to fire on, still requires the highest command to make a judgment.

"Your Majesty," Philip noticed that Gawain appeared, and said quickly, "The outpost scouts just visually confirmed that some very huge ‘thing’ did appear in the blizzard, but the mental pollution protective device did not respond."

Gao Wen nodded: "The Typhon people seem to have used another method to shift the direction of mental pollution-don't relax your vigilance and keep the protective system always on. We can't say how long Typhon's'means' will take effect. "

Philip opened his mouth, as if he still wanted to report something, but Amber suddenly jumped out of the air beside him at this moment.

She jumped to Gawain in two steps: "We caught a Typhon outside the castle!"