Old days in the box

Chapter 374 Branch of the Ghost Centaur
Zhou Xiao's gaze dragged along the perspective of the window, extending all the way to the vast and boundless coastline of the European continent, giving a panoramic view of the conditions of each country.

The people walking under the old destiny are working on the borders of the past countries, dismantling all the defense lines between these countries, and integrating all the western half of the territory that has belonged to the old days.

They bathed in the miracles of the blazing sun created in the past, branded the faceless ocean gods on the tall city walls, and replaced the previously tightly guarded defense lines with free pass gates.

From then on, people no longer were hostile to each other, but regarded each other as brothers under the same faith, and jointly benefited from the advanced technology brought by the North Sea Kingdom. They no longer needed slaves for planting and transportation, but directly used steam machines. Trade across provinces with Hexportal portals.

It turned out that without even realizing it, the people in the atrium had become accustomed to being surrounded by all kinds of miracles from the past.

They were used to the five-day sun passing above their heads, to the occasional appearance of mountain-like monsters in the sea, to the blue flame's undead army guarding the frontier, and to the self-operating steam machines taking over the work.

Children born in this generation will think that there should be five suns in the sky, and the sea should be gentle and harmless. Even if there is an occasional deviation, golden elves will appear from the sea to guide them, and people can pass by. The huge light gate can easily travel across the continent and travel to any distant place.

These originally unattainable fantasies have now become "common sense" for children.

In the past, God was very far away from them. Although he did exist, he was as out of reach as picking the moon with bare hands.

But now, as soon as each of them looks up, they can feel the light brought by the gods shining on their heads, overflowing with reassuring warmth.

But He never asked for a crown or anything in return. The only teaching He brought to people was "Do good deeds and don't worry about the future."

On the border between the grasslands and the snowfields, endless mechanical necromancers formed a cold steel defense line. Behind them was the endless scorched earth, forcing the stubborn half-bodied orcs almost to the edge of the ice sea.

Maybe Zhou Xiao only entered this window with a game mentality at first, but his appearance did bring huge changes to the atrium and became a great god that they all praised together.

Since Tyin and R'lyeh set off separately towards the two strange continents, the Necromancers led by Joseph had also immediately started heading north to come into contact with many tribes of half-bodied orcs.

All this is because He has been there.

What was reflected in the window's perspective soon turned into battlefields and armies overflowing with mountains and plains.

Zhou Xiao continued to move forward, passing by the unified old Holy See Kingdom, heading towards the endless grassland in the north.

He came from the North Sea, passed through the Frankish Kingdom, the Holy Roman Empire, and the Byzantine Empire, and spread these proud miracles to the earth, subtly changing the world.

In several days of negotiations, the half-deer, half-goat and other factions among the half-orcs have agreed to surrender, willing to accept the glory of the old faith and become a member of the Holy See.

However, some tribes from the main war faction - especially the Centaurs with the status of Khans - strongly rejected any invitation to negotiate and decided to fight to the end with the old beliefs.

War broke out from this. The huge spirit passed behind the starry sky, and saw countless mechanical necromances blooming from the continuous front, chasing these fully armed centaur legions.

Fusion technology and light energy technology that were ahead of more than one era destroyed these Centaur warriors almost instantly. Even though they were blessed with crude rune magic, they were unable to resist these endless waves of machinery.

But Zhou Xiao was not interested in stopping here to carefully examine the countless battlefields where conflicts broke out; the technological gap had already determined the outcome of these battles, and what he wanted to see was just the progress of the front lines.

The sounds of countless believers' prayers came to his ears, as if countless choirs were chanting simultaneously on the earth. Zhou Xiao carefully distinguished among them and quickly found the location of Joseph's voice.

A large cavalry from the Centaur tribe was running wildly along the coastline, escaping from the grassland to the snowfield.

There is an inaccessible far north land, vast and desolate. Once they escape, they will disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye, just like fish entering the sea.

However, the shadows on the grassland were all broken, as if there was something following them, walking with these centaur riders. In these screaming shadows, Zhou Xiao sensed the existence of Joseph.

The most primitive fear enveloped the cavalry, gradually oppressing them, causing them to unconsciously run wildly alone, and the formation began to split up and disperse.

There was a sharp wail in the wind, as if a ghost was howling, and they heard the sound of flags blowing in the wind. Faceless ocean markers appeared on their left and right, and the ghostly cavalry held the flags high, sandwiching them in the middle.

It's not those cold insect-shaped machines, but a ghost cavalry covered in white and transparent body.

These ghost cavalry with white mist floating around did not rush to get close to them immediately, but always maintained the exact same speed with them on the left and right sides, as if they were running wildly next to the mirror, following them closely.

The leader of this centaur army stiffened all over. He realized that his escape route had been revealed and that the opponent had already ambushed him. The momentary fear caused hesitation at his feet. The horse's hooves on his forelimbs suddenly raised up and stopped his progress. .

The white mist caught up with them in an instant and surrounded them. The translucent ghost cavalry surrounded them on the left and right. The invisible horse hooves shook the ground and let out a scream.

The leader looked at the surrounding cavalry in fear, with an increasingly frightened look on his face.

He saw that there was nothing but white mist in the bodies of these translucent white cavalry, which were empty. What was even more terrifying was that each of them was not as simple as a rider sitting on a horse - these ghost cavalry were all just like them. It's a half-body centaur, a second-generation vampire who was re-blessed by the power of the undead and reincarnated!
The intimidating white mist surrounded them heavily. These ghost centaur cavalry stared at them with empty eyes and took no further action.

A plaintive sigh came from among the cavalry. As the ghost cavalry gave way one after another, a ray of tangible entity passed through the numerous cavalry and came to the leader of the legion.

The first of the first-generation bloodline of ghost mutants, Joseph.

The woman who was originally just resurrected by Taiyin to the mortal world has now found a unique use of her power on the vast battlefield, transforming her own ghost army from the dead half-bodied orcs.

(End of this chapter)