Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 572 History
With the appearance of the Director of the 7th Bureau, Carl Moldred, the Roman Plaza, which was full of noisy noises, gradually became quiet.

In front of the Temple of the Sun King, the sky was getting late.

On the high platform built of black rock, flames burned on the pillars carved with briar patterns one after another, and the dancing flames reflected the solemn expressions of the people below the stage.

The hem of the gray windbreaker swayed in the cool wind. Carl on the stage looked around, his deep gray eyes gave people an indescribable sense of depth.

"Friends, you are welcome! If I can, I would like to say something festive to celebrate this Sun Festival, but unfortunately, I have to tell you—the precious years of peace that lasted hundreds of years and belonged to human beings it's over."

Carl's voice was not loud, but it echoed in the hearts of everyone in the square.

The complex discourse that seemed to be sighing and reminiscing in the last sentence seemed to contain endless vicissitudes and heavy meanings, and the sound spread to the entire Roman Square.

There are no flowers and no applause, but it is announcing the end of the old era.

Many extraordinary people in the audience were silent, like a group of silent shadows, and the solemn and solemn atmosphere made Ren's expression gradually dignified.

Carl couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, and said in a calm tone:

"In the distant era of ignorance (the first era), when human beings were children, people were still unable to describe everything they saw with words, and they had to point their fingers when they mentioned flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rocks, and vegetation..."

"...the first ancestors carved pictures on the stone slabs of time and recorded the origin myth. It is said that it was a magnificent and magical world, where giant dragons roared, mountain giants ran rampant, elves and tree people danced together..."

"...No one knows how they appeared. They call themselves descendants of demons, holy blood nobles. They feed on blood and souls...Many races have been exterminated, and humans and some races have become slaves..."

Karl spent a few minutes briefly introducing the distant history.

It's not nonsense.

Some information is not recorded in ordinary history books at all, at least Ren feels that he has gained a lot, and Arturia also shows a look of surprise from time to time.

What Karl said was closer to the truth than the history taught by school teachers.

"Friends, today is the Sixth Epoch, December 312, 12 in the natural calendar, and more than 5 years have passed since the Daybreak War led by the Sun King of the Third Epoch."

"The King of the Sun, David Floris Feuerbach, led mankind across the darkest age of mankind... Now, the king is gone, the tide is coming, and our civilization is about to face the challenge from the demons..."

Carl's voice was still unhurried, but his eyes suddenly became sharper, as menacing as a blade:

"And the first country to face the challenge is the Kingdom of Faroland!"

There was silence all around.

The dark blue night fell silently, and the evening breeze carried a hint of coolness.

The transcendents under the high platform remained silent, and the surrounding citizens stopped talking. Worry, restlessness, fear... various emotions appeared on people's faces.

Carl didn't give everyone time to digest, and continued:
"On the Pugani Plain of the Kingdom, the first battle of the Sixth Era is about to start. This is a local war, a test of the demons' strength against human beings, and a preview of the war that will soon spread to the entire continent..."

"Unfortunately, many countries are preparing for war in order to deal with the wave period. Faroran can only fight alone this time..."

The bad news weighed heavily on many people.

There was no sound at the scene, and the citizens were either dumbstruck, or lost their souls, or kept silent... No wonder they are not brave enough. In this chaotic world, the lives of ordinary people are too fragile, like duckweed.

Not only ordinary people, but also many extraordinary people have uncertain faces.

Artoria closed her eyes slightly. As the possessor of the strange psychic power of "Light of the Soul", she could easily sense the panic and anxiety of the public, as well as some people...

"The war is about to start, and no one can stay out of it. In a blink of an eye, the mountains and rivers will be stained with blood, families will be destroyed, people will be displaced, there will be famine, killing, robbery... any crime, blood, and tragedy you can imagine will be staged one by one..."

On the high platform, Karl's deep gaze swept over everyone.

His indifferent voice echoed in the night sky, carrying a biting chill, as if he was torturing everyone's soul.

"How could this be? Is war inevitable?"

"What should we do? Can... get out of here?"

"Damn! Why is it in this era! We are just ordinary people, how can we survive?"

Many citizens were panic-stricken, and the scene gradually became commotion.

Some people even began to question the authenticity of the news of the deacons and police officers who maintained the law and order, but they all got affirmative answers, and the war was inevitable.

In the wave period, the activities of the demons are very frequent, and it is impossible to cover up the matter, but relatively speaking, ordinary people have more opportunities to touch the extraordinary.

This is the era when demons dance wildly, and it is also the era when heroes take advantage of the situation.

Different from the strict blockade during the "Balance Period", many restrictions will be released during the wave period, whether it is the required resources or professional skill information.

Some lucky ones may also find a chance to step into the realm of the unworldly.

"Friends, people of the kingdom, are you afraid of death?!"

Carl's eyes are as deep as the sea, and his voice is sonorous and powerful.

The citizens were a little commotion, but under the black high platform, the supernatural beings had different expressions.

The corners of Ren's mouth rose slightly, Artoria's eyes remained calm, the old goat reached out and touched his chin, Leon looked solemn, and Shirley smiled...

Everyone behaves differently.

Some face it calmly, some are anxious, some are eager to try, some shrink back and escape... There are also those who fear that the world will not be chaotic!

"Hahahaha, Butcher, you mean, do we need to be afraid?"

A burst of loud laughter broke the dull and oppressive atmosphere.

Ax King Alex laughed unscrupulously, that thunderous laughter shook the ears of many people, and his blood rushed straight into the sky like a long river, which was horrifying.

A pair of bell-like eyes stared wide open, and Alex showed madness:
"Speak, butcher, and give me a reason to be afraid!"

There was a smile on the corner of Carl's mouth, and he stretched out a palm. On the other side of the high platform, the saint "Horn of Dawn" Wade came over and handed him a document.

Many extraordinary people looked at him curiously, Carl shook the document twice, and said expressionlessly:
"Our enemies this time are known to be Miro, the prince of the Demon Clan, Christian, the Prince of the Goblin Clan, Luke, the Grand Duke of the Werewolf, at least three Dark Dukes from the Ghoul Clan... and countless low- and middle-level demons. "

"The above are just demon-born strongmen on the bright side. Do you think we need to be afraid?!"

His ruthless voice echoed in the night, revealing for the first time the powerful enemy that the Kingdom of Faroland will face this time.

Such a dangerous situation on the plain made many extraordinary people change their expressions.

"Prince of the ghost clan, Christian?"

"Besides Miro, there are other princes of darkness?"

"It's such a big battle just for one trial. It's halfway through the Fifth Epoch wave period before there is a contest of this scale and degree? Are the Sixth Epoch demons crazy?"

Many extraordinary people talked a lot, and it was difficult to hide their astonishment.

It's like thinking it was an ordinary flash flood, but in the end it encountered a violent tsunami that engulfed everything... I couldn't help feeling a little flustered and unacceptable.

Not to mention the terrified citizens, the expressions of astonishment and surprise appeared on the faces of many extraordinary people.

In fact, apart from such big forces as the Demon Hunter Association, the Steam Alliance, and the Church of Light, many middle and low-level transcendents don't know that the sixth wave is far more dangerous than before.

"Prince Christian?"

Arturia recited a sentence, and couldn't help but look at Ren, whose face changed slightly beside him: "Is it the one from the Hundred Years of Jihad?"

Has she carefully read the history books recently, especially the period of the third era "Dawn War" and the fourth era "Hundred Years Holy War"?

Surprised by the news, Ren's face was also a little ugly:
"That's right, that old ghost! Compared to Prince Milo, that old ghost of Prince Christian is even more difficult to deal with."

Not long after the wave period started, there were not many dark princes who had awakened from their slumber. Even if they did wake up, they would generally keep a low profile. After all, it would take some time to recover their strength.

Among them, Prince Miro of the Demon Black Wing Clan is the most high-profile.

Dazzling, cool, and tyrannical... Miro was described as such, but he was promoted to the Prince of Darkness only in the Fifth Epoch. Relatively speaking, he was only a rookie, and his strength was not considered top among princes.

Moreover, Prince Miro acted very arrogantly.

As soon as he woke up five years ago, he sacrificed a small town on the border of the San Joan Empire. When he was overjoyed, the head of the Knights Templar, Gonzalez, shot him from behind with the famous gun "Glorious Wings". One shot.

Under the severe injury, Prince Miro still had a hard head.

He didn't run or escape, and confronted Gonzales head-on... It's just that Prince Milo had just gained the upper hand and drifted away, and was almost nailed to death by Gonzales with the holy spear "Redigale".

It can also be seen from this that Prince Miro is young and energetic, and he is more promiscuous, and more capable of killing... At least Ren thinks that Carl the Butcher can deal with Prince Miro without any problem.

But Prince Christian of the goblin clan is different.

It was a ghost prince who had been active in the third era, and even escaped from the hands of the Storm God of War in the fourth era, and his strength was at the top among the princes of darkness.

And compared to the somewhat "straightforward" Prince Miro, Christian is an old cunt, he is much more sinister than Prince Miro.

Now that the Ghost Prince has appeared, it also means that the candidate for the commander of the demon side is not Milo as originally guessed.

Probably the old demon Prince Christian is the commander in chief!
Ren was naturally a little unhappy.

Not being the straight-headed Miro as the commander, it means that the "optional mission" issued by the system to kill the Ghoul Duke Marcus will be more difficult to complete!
(End of this chapter)