The sun is high

The sky at the end of winter is covered with dark clouds. It is clear that winter is about to end, but there seems to be an astonishing heavy snow brewing in the sky.

Under the oppressive dark clouds, in the square in front of the royal palace, the spectators who were forced to participate in the Fire of Life Ceremony were either trembling, or glaring at the royal guards and mages present. Of course, there was also no shortage of expressions of hatred for Yetevi. Master Qi had the last bit of luck.

Over the past few decades, the prestige Yetvich has accumulated among the people of St. Steele is too high. For residents of some remote villages or towns in the Kingdom of St. Steele, they may not know about the royal family. But he will definitely know the appearance of Yetevich. As the high priest of the God of Life Sect, the portrait of this mage will always appear in many places related to the beliefs of the Life Sect. In more extreme cases, Some old people who are not very bright may even confuse Yetvich himself with the God of Life.

Although outrageous, this is a true portrayal of Yetevich's status among the people.

Therefore, even if the people present are desperate, they still have some expectations for this legendary deep-sea mage.

But Yetvich obviously ignored the gazes of others. He said those words that could be called blasphemous to this "soft-headed" goblin businessman.

"Uh...huh?"

The big-eared goblin seemed to be shocked by what Yetvich said to him. He trembled violently in his chair, and the big ears hanging on his head shook slightly, and then he asked cautiously: " Dear, great Yetvich, if I agree to these conditions, can you really let me go?"

"Whether you can join the Black Sun Society is not up to me to decide."

Yetvich shook his head very coldly, and then he turned to look at the first person in charge of the Black Sun Society who was standing not far away.

At this time, Novi was looking seriously at the cluster of magic flames protected in a huge crystal container. According to legend, this eternal burning flame is the goddess Mel and the God of Life who send warmth to people in the cold. The first miraculous fire saved the life of a weak tribe in the extremely cold winter, and that tribe was the common ancestor of the later St. Steele people.

As a true master of magic, Novi can certainly see the specialness of this flame.

It is completely different from other fire magic. The beating firelight does not make its magic chaotic or restless. On the contrary, it appears to be extremely stable. All the magic is bound to a perfect model that is extremely stable and has no flaws or loopholes. , under its influence, even the magic powers that were constantly changing around them became stable again.

This made Novi very unhappy.

Hearing Yetvich's voice, he turned his head and his eyes paused for a second on the face of the giant-eared goblin. Then he stepped forward with a smile on his cane: "Goblin... hum, giant-eared goblin, the member of your tribe. The history is equally long, even longer than that of elves and humans, because you have always been smart enough."

The giant-eared goblin twitched the corner of his mouth. He wanted to flatter the other person, but he didn't know how to say it.

Just listen to Novi continue to say: "It's just that our tribe always likes to use their wisdom in some unhappy places..."

He came to the front of the goblin, his cane gently tapped on the ground, and the visible magic disturbance slowly spread outward from the end of the cane: "When we wait for the great gods to rule Van En, you are their most loyal believers. and the dependents, but when the gods were betrayed and began to lose their power and territory, you immediately chose neutrality... Haha, and when the traitor who usurped the authority and power of the gods tried to erase all traces of the gods When you had the upper hand, you directly chose to support her."

"And now...you choose to join the Black Sun Society?"

As he spoke, the cane was slowly raised, and its end was pressed against the forehead of the goblin businessman. Then the terrifying magic wave completely enveloped his head, and the force like water ripples made the goblin's big ears The skin on his face also trembled as he continued to tremble.

The huge sense of oppression had completely enveloped the giant-eared goblin who was the first to surrender. The magic restraints on his body had been unknowingly released, but the fear of death kept him unable to move.

While he was constantly shaking, his pants were already wet, but there was no unpleasant smell in the air - the disturbing magic had completely enveloped his body.

The next moment, everyone in the square saw that the aura surrounding the giant-eared goblin businessman gradually showed its own color. They formed countless twisting black chains in mid-air, like metal chains. The light and shadow then began to shrink rapidly, binding the goblin's head, body, and the chair under him.

A heart-wrenching, disgusting sound briefly sounded in the square.

Ambassador Mueller saw that the giant-eared goblin that was trembling just now was "strangled" into countless pieces by the weird and inexplicable magic in an instant. Before the residue and flesh and blood fell to the ground, in those dim lights and shadows Then, Novi's cane swayed slightly, and a tiny black sun appeared next to his body. The black chains that had just completed the execution quickly returned to the shadow of the sun.

After completing these things, Novi returned to his original leisurely posture. He looked at the others with a smile and said: "Don't be nervous, everyone. I can guarantee that what just happened is just a special case... The Black Sun Society What is needed are sincere comrades-in-arms, more companions who believe in real gods and are willing to fight for the new era, not these speculators who think they are smart."

Novi looked at Yetvich: "Go on, dear Yetvich, help me ask everyone here, who is really willing to join the association? I will leave the cane here, and it will help you Make a screening.”

After that, he took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and then said loudly to the people: "Everyone, time is pressing. The ceremony is about to start in half an hour. Before the arrival of the respected royal family of St. Steele, I hope that You can make the most correct choice!”

…

When the capital of St. Steele fell into deathly silence due to the open actions of the Black Sun Society, members of the Black Sun Society wearing black ring clothes came from Hain, Delan, Votel and the eastern countries. among the most crowded places.

Fear-mongering and public speeches about the Black Sun and Lost Gods occur throughout Vann.

Most of these members of the Black Sun Society are mages at the stream level or above, or they are fully armed soldiers. They use magic tools and secret rituals to show strange scenes from ancient times to the fearful crowd, and educate people about " False gods" remarks, and wantonly destroyed and desecrated various images and sculptures of gods in public places.

They seized the opportunity to make prepared remarks in front of people who were already dissatisfied with their country, and to expose in public certain truths and facts that were concealed by the state or officials that could trigger public anger.

Ultimately, everything they do leads to their true purpose.

That is, preaching the rise of the black sun.

Announcing the end and demise of the "old era".

Inform people that the great and real beings who once left Van En are about to return, and everything today will be rewritten.

At the same time, more shocking events broke out in Merlin Lehe in the north, Bolden on the plateau, and Alice, the capital of the Kingdom of Deland. Several Black Suns who had been ambushing the municipal bureaucracy or the mage system in advance The members of the association launched an action at the same time. They used force to briefly control important areas in the city, and used the secret ritual to show everyone what was happening in the capital of St. Steele.

Although these members of the Black Sun Society were wiped out by the legions and mages who were waiting at the first opportunity, the scene of the so-called Fire of Life Ceremony in progress also appeared directly in front of people.

Votel's three-clawed falcon makes a rare departure from the family estate.

Accompanied by his students, he arrived at the square where the announcement of the establishment of the Plateau Alliance had been broadcast to everyone. There, the magical images left behind were still changing. In that image, he saw the deep-sea mage Yetvich. Taking over the robe that symbolized the identity of the Black Sun Society from the hands of a middle-aged man, he saw that in the square, people continued to surrender to the Black Sun Society and were given the clothes of ordinary members of the society. Of course, some people were also screened out. , and was sentenced to death on the spot.

"In just half a year, I have begun to fail to understand the changes in the world."

Old Zeke was leaning on the wheelchair. He now felt that his breathing was filled with a bit of decadent air. Looking at everything that was happening, he felt truly powerless for the first time, so he turned to look at himself. The student next to him, the noble princess who has completely taken over Walter's military system: "Sophia, the war will not end, it will go on forever, but what we gain from the war and what we lose will It’s going to be completely different than it was in the past.”

Sophia squeezed the armrest of the wheelchair tightly. She saw Walter's ambassador in the changing magical image. At this time, Mueller still showed the tenacity of the Walter people. Although he was also frightened by fear, Shrouded, but never surrendered to the Black Sun Society.

"It seems that the royal family of St. Steele has made its final choice..."

Sophia looked at the northern nobles who came out of the picture. They had completely abandoned the traditional noble clothes of St. Steele, and uniformly put on the clothes of the Black Sun Society. Sophia noticed that the man who was over sixty years old King St. Steele did not appear, but the crown symbolizing his status was placed on his son's head.

Zeke Ernst said slowly: "Now it seems that they are standing on the opposite side of everyone, but it will not be the case soon..."

"I have given the order, teacher."

Sophia said coldly: "In the territory of Votel, individuals and organizations that support the Black Sun Society or promote their opinions in any form will be dealt with in the most severe manner, including officials and nobles."

"It's good that you can think of this."

Old Zeke took a breath, and then he said: "But this is only temporary. Now the vast majority of people are on our side, so our decision will seem reasonable, but..."

He raised his hand and pointed at the flashing image in the sky: "We cannot guarantee that every person and every family in the country can get rid of their influence, especially in the near future, when the black sun they call really When it goes up, people’s minds quickly start to sour… The Ernsts are just one lucky guy who narrowly escaped their control after all.”

In the magic image, the person in charge of the Black Sun Society was giving a speech. The target of the middle-aged man's speech was obviously not just the "spectators" in the square. He was announcing to the world that Saint Steele would be here from now on. In the future, it will become the first "country of believers" under the black sun to follow those so-called true gods. All past covenants are declared to be terminated at this moment. Any country that still believes in false gods such as the goddess Mel will also Will become the enemy of the Black Sun.

After these words were announced, Novi came to the container protecting the eternal fire of life with his cane. He knelt down on one knee and cut his forehead and cheek with a sharp blade.

Blood spurted out, but the wound healed under some power in an instant.

Blood began to flow on the ground, and the huge ceremony that had been buried underground in the royal square began to operate. Then, the light in the square suddenly dimmed, as if there was some kind of existence that swallowed up all the light, above the fire of life. , a huge and profane sculpture appeared.

Under the gaze of a miniature black sun, with its dark light and endless despair, the Mystery of the Black Sun slowly pressed down towards the fire of life. The expensive and strong crystal container collapsed in the blink of an eye. Destroyed, the cluster of flames looked particularly weak without protection, but it was not disturbed in the slightest by the changes in the surrounding environment.

It still beats strong and slowly.

However, the Mystery of the Black Sun was finally crushed, and everyone saw that the ancient flame, which was the spiritual sustenance of the believers of the God of Life, completely dissipated under the crushing force of the blasphemous sculptures composed of countless broken limbs of the gods. Immediately afterwards, countless chains with sharp ends were drilled out of the black sun suspended at the top of the sculpture. They circled rapidly in the air for a while, and then pointed at those who had never chosen to join the Black Sun Society. "spectators".

The iron chain stabbed down and blood splattered.

The old man curled up in the wheelchair sighed. He no longer looked at the tragic scene, but raised his head and closed his eyes.

It's night.