full-time ability

Chapter 455 The Other Side of Time ([-])
Most of the corpses on the battlefield were human beings. Judging by their attire, they obviously belonged to two different camps.There are also a few weird corpses, most of which are huge and ugly monsters with carapaces and tentacles.

"The demon lord." Iman blurted out a word, which was very similar to the subrace demon lord on the west side of the Cloud Climbing Barrier.From the situation on the battlefield, it was easy to judge that the demon lord was allied with a group of humans. When Yiman opened a corpse, he was slightly horrified. It was the purple-eyed people.

The Zimu people joined forces with the demon lord to fight against the Han and Tang empires, and Yiman's mind was a little messed up.

"This is not a demon lord." The old soldier corrected: "The demon lord is a demon transformed by a subrace. It is fighting with the elves. The one here is called the demon overlord. Sacrifice civilians without supernatural powers in exchange for the power of demons."

What the hell is going on here?Yiman guessed in his heart, could it be that the other side of this time is not the same as the world he is in?
Raising his head, Yiman saw the tall Exorcism Pass, which was a majestic and mighty pass, with a strong bloody breath soaring into the sky, and thousands of ghosts lingering around the top of the city.It seems that after a hundred years of war, countless soldiers spilled blood on the city.

On the [-]-meter-high city gate, the traces of the axe, chisel and sword were clearly visible, and one of the huge scratches went straight down from the top of the city gate, almost cutting the city gate in half.

The veteran cleaned the battlefield cursingly, and suddenly turned his head, doubting Yiman's identity.He stared at Yiman's eyes, frowned and said: "You are not from Zimu, you are from Han and Tang without a doubt, but your attire, this red military uniform, why have you never seen it before?"

Yiman was wearing the uniform of the Red Guards of the Heavenly King Empire. Just as he was about to explain in words, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "Be careful."

He grabbed the veteran and threw it more than 50 meters away.Yiman used ingenuity, and the veteran fell to the ground without being injured at all, and there was no pain anywhere in his body.Just as he got up furiously, wanting to yell at him, he suddenly froze.

Where he was standing just now, a cockroach-like demon crawled out, with dozens of jointed limbs on both sides of the body, and the bone spurs on the joints were as sharp as knives.

"It's the blade demon, hurry up, the heavy crossbowmen follow, grandma, where is the catapult?" The veteran shouted loudly.

A bright golden light flashed, and the cockroach-like demon was torn apart.Yiman hesitated for a while, but finally chose to use the power of the holy light.If he uses the ability, the identity is even more suspicious, almost unclear.

The old soldier froze for a moment, the eighth-level demon lord was defeated so easily, he looked at Yiman in a different way.

"Was it a magic spell just now?" A young soldier approached the veteran and asked.

"What kind of magic, that is the power of holy light that can only be used at the level of the archbishop." The veteran has a wide range of knowledge, and he greeted Yiman and said, "Little brother, so you are sent by the temple, you are amazing, amazing. "

"Excuse me, is there anyone from the Temple in the Exorcism Gate? For example, the Knights Templar!" Iman asked expectantly.

"The Knights Templar?" The veteran looked gloomy and said with a long sigh, "700 years ago, the Knights Templar was completely annihilated in a great battle, and there was no chance to rebuild it later. It has become a code name in history. Let's go." Come on, I'll take you to see the temple priest accompanying the army."

What, the entire army of the Knights Templar was annihilated, and Iman felt sad. What happened in this world?
The veteran led Yiman into the Exorcism Pass through the small gate, and he babbled as he walked, "Although our sacrificial priest is young, he is very kind, unassuming, and forthright. He is his fiancée, a little stingy."

"Oh!" Yiman dealt with it casually. It was obvious that the Exorcism Pass had just experienced a big battle, and there were wounded people waiting for treatment everywhere on the roadside.The priests from the temple are using divine magic to treat the wounded.The number of magicians is rare, and only the seriously wounded can be treated by magic, and most of them are simply bandaged.

Yiman couldn't stand it any longer, a ball of golden light condensed in his hand, the ball of light flew into the air and exploded, and a golden rain of light fell in the sky.

"My injury is healed."

"I can fight again."

"I took another life, it's worth it if I die."

"I made a lot of money, I really want to rush out immediately and kill a few more demons."

The wounded soldiers got up from the ground and rejoiced.Yiman's heart became more and more desolate, what a tragic war, it created such a group of brave soldiers.

"It's a miracle." The veteran admired sincerely: "Your Excellency's divine power is a hundred times stronger than our army priest. It seems that you are a few years younger than him."

"What's the name of your military priest?" Yiman asked casually.

"Jessie Ritter," said the veteran.

"What? Holy Sword Jessica?" Iman stopped in his tracks, thinking: Could it be a coincidence.

"Then what's the name of his fiancée?" Yiman asked again.

"That stingy girl, what is her name, Funi?" The old soldier curled his lips and said.

"Is it Daphne?" Iman confirmed.

"That's right, it's Daphne, how do you know?" The veteran looked at Yiman: "Could it be that you are old friends."

"Indeed, it's an old friend." Yiman felt desolate in his heart.

He faintly felt that this was not a coincidence, but a connection somewhere in the dark.

In a simple tent, Iman saw the Jesse Ritter of this world.He was still tall and handsome, but his blond hair was a little messy, as if it hadn't been washed for many days.

The veteran said a few words to Jesse Ritter and left.Jess Ritter's frowning brows were relaxed, and with joy on his face, he looked up and down Iman and said, "Your Excellency has superb magic skills, and I am deeply impressed. The battle of exorcism is at a critical juncture, and there is a lack of high-level magicians like you." .But you have a very familiar face. I haven't seen you when I was practicing in the temple."

Able to kill eighth-level demon overlords with a single gesture, and the lowest level is tenth-level, all of them are big figures who are alone.Such a powerful magician should not be unknown, especially in this age of war.

Yiman smiled wryly, and said, "If I say that I am not from this world, but from another world, would you believe me?"

Jess Ritter's face was dazed, his pale complexion was full of doubts and excitement.

"Wait, wait." Jess Ritter threw himself among a pile of books, rummaged through them, and finally found a thin booklet.

Yiman glanced sideways, and saw the words on the cover: Apocalypse of the End Times, five large characters.

Jess Ritter dipped his fingers in saliva, carefully opened one of the pages, and read: "Parallel to our world, there is another world, which is both our future and our present. In that world Full of peace and happiness, everyone can pursue their own ideals..."

After finishing reading, Jess Ritter looked at Iman carefully: "You mean, you came from this world?"

Yiman nodded: "I know it's hard to understand, but I can find some evidence, for example..."

"No need, I believe it." With firm eyes, Jess Ritter pulled Iman to sit down, and said in a low voice, "Your demeanor, your attire, and your spiritual complexion are all different from the magic tricks I've seen before." In other words, you are not a person living in troubled times, but a person in peaceful times."

Yiman looked puzzled, and asked, "How did you find out?"

"It's very simple, for example, look at your complexion." Jesse Ritter's complexion was pale: "Your complexion is ruddy, which means that you are never short of oil and water. Your clothes, with redundant decorative patterns, and your boots , the obvious manual workmanship, this kind of gorgeous shoes, even the Pope never had."

Yiman secretly sighed in his heart, this Jesse Ritter is not simple, he can observe such subtleties.

This also shows how tragic the war has been, the whole people serve the war, and no one cares about art.

"That's right, the world I live in is far from such a tragic war." Yiman sighed, "If a person is not willing, he will never be exposed to war in his life."

"Without war, wouldn't that be heaven?" Jesse Lite's face was full of glory, and he said with great yearning: "It seems that the Priory of the Last Days is right, heaven really exists."

Iman recalled the howling wounded outside the camp, and said emotionally: "That's right, compared to your present, it is indeed a paradise there."

Jesse Ritter was very excited and shouted: "Daphne, bring the sake and bacon. We have a happy event today."

A girl came out from behind the door, and Yiman glanced at her. The girl's complexion was obviously thin, her hair was casually tied aside, and she was dressed like a village woman.

But her pair of beautiful eyes are still very agile.

"Bacon, there is no bacon anymore." Daphne nagged reluctantly: "The piece of bacon distributed last year has long been cooked for the wounded."

"What about sake? There is always sake." Jessie Lite asked with a frown.

Daphne was furious, and said angrily: "You know how to drink when you drink." She turned around, poured a bowl of wine, and threw it on the table angrily.

"The battle is very tight, there is nothing to entertain." Jesse Ritter smiled shyly.

Yiman sniffed it, and the so-called sake had only a faint smell of alcohol, almost like water.

"No need, I have wine and meat with me." Yiman took out a jug of fine wine and a large piece of spiced beef from the storage space.

The wine jug was opened, and the aroma of the wine was overwhelming. Jesse Ritter took a sip, closed his eyes and savored it: "It really is good wine, such a strong wine, I have never heard of it before."

After pouring out a bowl of wine, Jessie took a sip carefully: "Great, it's really great."

Daphne jumped out suddenly, snatched the whole jug of wine, and wanted to grab the piece of beef again.

"Hey, Daphne." Jess Ritter's face darkened, and he grabbed the hand that stretched out to the beef: "What are you?"

Daphne rose up and said with a small mouth: "This wine is so pure, it's too wasteful to drink it for you. If you wash the wounds of the wounded, they won't be infected. How many people can be saved? And this spiced beef, which can be boiled Make a big pot of beef porridge to restore the vitality of the wounded."

The beautiful Daphne is stingy, but with a touch of cuteness.

(End of this chapter)