Full Time Mage Lord

  Chapter 426 The False Future I

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The mountains of Anaheim are surrounded by thick clouds all year round. No one can see the scenery on the top of the mountain, and no one knows which **** is enshrined on the top of the mountain. They only know that it is the land of hope for all the creatures on the mainland. …

  Brilliant sunshine spreads on the earth through the thick clouds, and the mood of the people under the King City of Anaheim is as warm as the sunshine. The long-term haze seems to have never appeared, and happy expressions can be seen everywhere.

Because the previous war was victorious, they finally got rid of the long-term suffering of the war for a while. They brought tributes to the God of Hope and flocked to the temple on the Anaheim hills to offer their most sincere blessings. , Shouting in unison, "Long live Anaheim, long live God Emperor of Hope!"

  Yes, this is Anaheim, the highest altitude area on the Continent of God's Mercy, and the place of the highest belief shared by humans, elves, and Lenterdams on the continent...

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   "Captain, today is really lively, the temple is even more resplendent!"

  A young man in yellow-green armor looked at the crowd and said excitedly and expectantly.

  Here is the only way to go to the Anaheim Mountains-Axis Pass, just next to the Temple of Hope.

  The believers who come here keep passing by here, and above here is a restricted area, and only those who have been summoned by the God Emperor can go further up.

  The young man in armor is a member of the defenders. The army guarding such a key position is undoubtedly the elite of the temple—the Knights of the Holy See.

  The Anaheim mountain area they want to guard is actually a huge residential complex, and most of the temples and the homes of the main priests are there.

  Once upon a time, once upon a time, this was the political center of the continent, and it had the only royal city in the entire continent of God. Even the kings and grand dukes of the entire continent had to come here on time to listen to God's teachings.

The royal city is under the temple, and the believers and local residents of the Holy See are under the royal city. Anaheim Mountain forms three very obvious steps. The Holy See Knights are stationed at the Axis Pass between the royal city and the temple. .

  God and man, there is still a boundary after all...

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   "Today is a celebration banquet!"

  The captain suddenly said something, turned around and stared at the Temple of Hope, with a worried expression on his face.

   "What's the matter, if his army hadn't been broken up and reorganized, how could he have come to such an important knight order."

  The young man muttered unhappily. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the sudden appearance of the captain. If the former captain hadn't died in the war, which round would he get him!

  Just as he was thinking, someone patted his shoulder so hard that he almost fell down in fright. Looking back, he saw a new knight who was also the current vice-captain.

  He didn't expect the muttering just now to be heard, so he asked in panic, "What, what are you doing?"

"This is an important place for the temple, and you can come here by strength rather than luck," the man said with a serious expression in his voice, "Remember, in this meritocracy of Anaheim, only Strength can prove everything, and this is the moment of crisis!"

  The young man nodded, and gave a soft "hmm", as unhappy as he could be in his voice.

  The deputy captain frowned, sighed, and thought to himself, Thiago, Thiago, is it worth saving a life in a deathmatch? Losing a comrade-in-arms and carrying a burden that can never be let go is not enough. Suspicion is the most terrifying thing, which is enough to drive an honest person crazy.

   But now, the illustrious military achievements are covered up, suspicious eyes are everywhere, and even the unknown young knight beside him can question at will. Was the Anaheim battle a gain or a loss?

   The Battle of Anaheim, God Bless Anaheim's Miracle Battle.

   The Holy See Knights in Anaheim defeated the alliance's 300,000 enemy troops with 50,000 people, and damaged more than half of the enemy's combat power at the cost of 10,000...

  Unfortunately, apart from those who witnessed this miraculous achievement, only the high-level people in the temple know about it. As for the reason for keeping it secret, no one can tell.

   Thiago, the third captain of the Holy See Knights, can only be regarded as a captain to be precise.

Because the Knights of the Holy See is not a real army at all, it does not belong to the Anaheim Army, and there are less than 10,000 people in total. Commanded by the head of the Holy See Knights, it was regarded as the Holy See Knights.

   As for the command of the Anaheim battle group, where is it? It is common to see military officers fleeing the battle during the war, not to mention that they were ordered to return to the imperial capital. After the war, the remaining thousands of people were reorganized and incorporated into different units, and the original formation of the Holy See Knights disappeared.

  Thus, Thiago, a tough man with a bronze skin and a resolute expression, entered the new Holy See Knights and became a small captain.

Now Thiago is quietly staring at the distant mountaintop. The previous conversation cannot be hidden from him who has the power of the sky knight. Similar experiences make him understand what the vice-captain is trying to say, but he doesn't mind, because the vice-captain After all, he was not the original member of the Holy See Knights, and he didn't understand the agreement between them, so he just murmured, "Is she okay..."

  A palace decorated with a large number of soul crystals on the top of the mountain is reflecting brilliant golden light.

  The golden light that symbolizes the highest power in the continent, such as theocracy, shines on everything. This is the light of the sun.

  Xiu drove a golden car across the horizon, overlooking the beautiful palace below.

  This huge whole body is made of golden soul spar, and the cleverly set windows on all sides are made of hollowed out silver crystals.

  Start from the gate and walk from east to west, you will find that the patterns on the windows describe the first generation of God Emperor—

  The story of Huin Neumann, who was worshiped as the **** emperor, and his establishment of rule.

  The front of the palace faces east, and there are seven gates in total. The tens of meters high gate is engraved with cumbersome graphics, and there are faint scars in the middle and lower parts. Thirty-six giant pillars are distributed around, firmly supporting the roof, and each giant pillar has eighteen ribs, the top of the pillar is decorated with sun patterns, and the bottom of the pillars is decorated with moon patterns.

  Xiu settled the golden car in mid-air, jumped off, and landed firmly in front of the main entrance of the Temple of Hope. The temple guards in front of the gate were taken aback by the man who fell from the sky.

  The guard took a closer look and saw that he was a tall and burly man with short blond hair shining with the sun's rays, a wide forehead, a high nose bridge, and a faint golden light in his brown eyes. Eye-catching sun patterns are embroidered on the golden-red robe.

  The guard recognized that the person in front of him was the Soul of Fire—the envoy representing the last will of the First God Emperor Shuin Neumann on the God Mercy Continent.

  Soulmen, on the Continent of God's Compassion, they have the power of soul energy, and as the honorary title of the envoy of the first God Emperor Xiuyin, several soulmen also symbolize the powerhouse in a certain attribute.

They replaced Gaia, the God of Earth, Athena, God of War, Victor, God of Light, and Hess, God of Judgment that people believed in on the previous mainland. .

  Spirituals are not real gods, certainly not eternal, so there is someone who has the power to replace spirituality - the God of Hope in Anaheim - God Emperor.

  The current **** emperor is the third **** emperor Rodel, a man who sent his father, the second **** emperor, to **** and replaced him as the third **** emperor...

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  The guard who knew the soul of fire hurriedly bowed and invited him into the hall.

  Xiu nodded with a sunny smile, stepped back after walking a few steps, and said, "You guys are very unfamiliar."

   "We are new here." The leading non-commissioned officer replied.

   "Where are the previous ones?" Xiu asked.

   "Most of them died." The palace guard replied.

   "Really?" Xiu frowned, "Why, even the temple guards are on the battlefield in the border war? The war hasn't reached the point where it threatens the temple, right?"

   "The temple guards have been guarding the temple since recently, and they only guarded the imperial capital below." The sergeant replied

   "What about the original one?"

   "It was sent by His Excellency the Dark Soul, it seems to be the Knights of the Holy See."

   "It's the Knights of the Holy See again." Xiu said softly.

   "Is there something wrong?" the sergeant asked.

   "Nothing." Xiu said, entering the main hall.

   No need for any lighting, the hall is extremely bright, and the crystal roof refracts the sunlight, flashing gorgeous light patterns.

  Xiu didn't appreciate the beautiful light patterns, but looked around, as if he was looking for something. Passing through people chatting in groups holding crystal cups, he found his goal.

  A burly man was leaning against an inconspicuous corner. I saw his black hair and black eyes, his expressionless face showed toughness and resoluteness, his beard made him look tired and disappointed, and the well-fitting leather armor couldn't cover his well-developed muscles. Holding a glass of red wine in his right hand, he drank it casually, looked past the dancers circling on the dance floor, and locked on to Xiu who was walking towards him.

   "Yo, I haven't seen you for so many days, brother, you are still so depressed." Xiu was used to joking, and greeted the big man casually.

   "Huh!" The big man ignored the repairs and took a sip of his wine with his head down.

   "Don't be so ruthless. After winning a big battle, you should smile no matter what." Long accustomed to the indifference of the big man, Xiu said unwillingly.

Didn't see the big man's increasingly gloomy face, Xiu still looked casual, suddenly he squeezed the big man's cheeks with both hands, pulled out an ugly smile, ignored the big man's mentality of wanting to kill, nodded in satisfaction, "This is just like my good brother. When you were young, you loved to laugh, and the older you get, the more gloomy you are. Why, enough of being a soul of earth, and changing to a soul of punishment?"

The big man, no, it should be Sam, the soul of the earth, shook his body in displeasure, got rid of his brother's shackles, drank the wine in his hand, handed it to the nearby maid, and glared at this cheerful, playful , the half-brother who grew up together glanced at him, and replied helplessly, "The battle is over."

"Please, I've said so much, just give me this sentence!" Seeing Sam turning his head and refusing to pay attention to himself, Xiu hurriedly changed his words, "Yes, yes, this time I played very well, so that every time The battle between gods and demons that will last for several years will end in a few months, and as the commander-in-chief of the front line, you have contributed a lot and will definitely be rewarded."

   "Many people died," Sam said in a lukewarm tone.

   "There is no one who survives a war." Xiu had an expression that had nothing to do with him.

   "Many don't deserve to die." Sam was irritated by Xiu's indifference, grabbed Xiu by the collar, and growled, "It's above..."

   Xiu ignored the struggle, quickly covered Sam's mouth, and interrupted him, "Anaheim, right?"

  Sam's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Xiu and said in disbelief, "You know! Then you still don't care so much, you still..."

After a long while, he put down his repairs, trimmed his clothes, looked around and said, "I heard that 50,000 people were abandoned by the superiors to buy time and retreat to the Fortress of Sighs. These 50,000 people are really pitiful. The empire has been betrayed. But isn’t it all right? It only took 10,000 people to wipe out the main force of the enemy, which directly led to our final victory. That commander must be a genius. Even the Dark Souls may not be able to match him. Although he disobeyed the order, but He will be rewarded, he..."

   Seeing his younger brother's face getting darker and darker, Xiu asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, did I say something wrong?"

   "You're right," Sam looked away from his brother, as if to find something, but found nothing, so he had to look away and continued, "Do you know who the conductor is?"

   "It should be the right-hand man of Frante, the soul of darkness." Xiu said uncertainly.

   "No, it's my little sister." Sam dropped a bombshell calmly, watching the reaction of the person in front of him with a sneer.

   "Are you kidding?!" Xiu finally put away his trademark smile and became serious.

   "What do you think?"

  The solemn bell rang in the temple, and the attendants retreated quickly. The people in the temple hurriedly suppressed all expressions, arranged their clothes, and waited in line, as if some important person was about to appear.

  Among the solemn bells, a golden light flashed, and a high crystal platform appeared in the west of the main hall.

On the stage, a man dressed in black was leaning on the throne. There was no emotion in his pure black eyes, and his seemingly casual movements carried an air of arrogance. Needless to say, he was the God Emperor—the Third God Emperor Rodel. He ignored the saluting people in the audience, and shook the hand of a **** and enchanting woman beside him in a reassuring way.

The woman sitting beside the **** emperor was wearing a floor-length dress, which made her skin as beautiful and dignified as pearls and jade. Her charming face with a smile made people feel like a spring breeze. Her waist-length hair was casual but not messy. Gold and silver intertwined. Hair accessories sparkle like stars.

   From the intimate behavior of the God Emperor, it is not difficult to guess that she is the God Empress—Lilith. She looked around the hall, as if she was paying tribute to everyone, but also seemed to be looking for something, the anxiety hidden in her sweet smile continued to deepen.

   "See God Emperor!" Everyone shouted.

   "Exemption." The third **** emperor Rodel returned the salute lightly, restrained all his casualness, and stood up.

   "My **** is wise, under the command of my god, we have achieved an effective victory in just a few months!"

   I don't know who took the lead, and for a while, "God Emperor is wise!"

   "The **** emperor's martial arts and martial arts are unparalleled in the world!"

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   and so on and so on like a flood of flattery.

  The third God Emperor Rodel listened to the sound of praise calmly, while Lilith frowned involuntarily.

  The third **** emperor Rodel waved his hand, and the noise disappeared immediately. He scanned the entire hall slowly, paused intentionally or unintentionally in a corner, and said seriously—

   "Today, we are here to celebrate the victory," his voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly in everyone's ears, "In this war, Anaheim will finally unite and fight the enemy together..."

   Before the God Emperor finished talking, there was a "click".

   is the sound of a crystal cup falling.

  Lilith's heart tightened suddenly, her worried expression was completely exposed, and she and everyone turned to the corner where the sound came from, the corner where the third **** emperor Rodel had stayed for a while.

   "Who!" The guards rushed in.

   "Humph, what an Anaheim unite!"

  The clear and beautiful voice is as sweet as a silver bell, and the cold tone makes one's hair stand on end. The owner of the voice—a petite figure appeared in front of people.

  Lilith couldn't sit still anymore, she stood up and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the third **** emperor Rodel. He took Lilith's hand, met her night-like eyes, and said softly, "Trust me."

  Lilith looked back at the seemingly emotionless eyes of the third **** emperor Rodel, and sat back on the throne with a complicated expression, silently watching him wave back the soldiers and face the people in the corner.

  In the silent hall, the footsteps of the uninvited guest were particularly clear.

  He, no, from the voice, it should be her, walking slowly towards the center of the hall. The sunlight shone on her body, and it could be seen that she was wearing a unique armor without any badge—the ordinary Anaheim armor was green, while hers was dark red, a kind of red after coagulated blood.

  Without a helmet, her brown hair was messily draped over her shoulders. I don't know if it was because of her clothes. Her face was a bit unusually red, and her frail body seemed fragile, but her steps were extremely firm.

  She walked to the center of the hall, stood still in the unique stance of a knight, and fixedly stared at the third **** emperor Rodel with her eyes that resembled the third **** emperor Rodel. What kind of eyes are there, with deep pain, anger, faint confusion, deep despair, and deep hatred!

The strong hatred made the third God Emperor Rodel move his body guiltily, avoiding the sharp gaze, cleared his throat, concealed his embarrassment, and said, "Sharis, it's very bad to interrupt others. Be polite, as a princess, you should pay attention to etiquette."

  Shalis, the youngest daughter of the third **** emperor Rodel——Shalis Rodel.

   "Unreasonable?"

  Sha Lisi glanced at the expressions of everyone, some were puzzled, some suddenly realized, some were a little angry, and some were just watching the excitement. The silence of the hall has long been replaced by whispers.

  Sha Lisi smiled contemptuously, and continued, "Is it a so-called etiquette to take innocent lives at will?" The rising tone of her voice revealed her uncontrollable anger.

   "Presumptuous!"

  The third God Emperor Rodel obviously didn't expect that the most well-behaved and considerate youngest daughter would contradict him in public. He didn't respond for a while, and Jialong, the soul of water standing at the forefront of the line, scolded him.

  Jialong, the soul of water, is one of the only two surviving younger brothers of the God Emperor. His aqua blue hair is his biggest signature.

At this time, he walked out of the queue, came to Shalis, and said loudly, "Shalis, what are you talking about? If it weren't for the wise and great emperor of God, how could our army manage in such a short time with such a small force?" The price wins the war."

   "Wise and great? Strategizing?" Sharis gritted her teeth and said, "A victory built on the corpses of countless innocent people, a victory soaked in the blood of innocent people. A..."

   "War is impossible without death. For soldiers, dying on the battlefield is the best way to realize their value. The shroud of horse leather is the highest honor of a soldier." Jialong interrupted Sharis.

   "They are innocent. As long as the command is proper, the casualties can be reduced to a minimum. They should not die without knowing it. This command is wrong. This is just a lucky victory. This..."

"This is indeed not a complete victory. According to the original plan, let 50,000 people hold the enemy's main force at the front, and the rest of the troops will go around from the Sighing Fortress to the enemy's rear. The hinterland of the enemy, I believe, it is just around the corner that the glory of Anaheim will once again illuminate the entire Continent of God!"

Jia Long paused meaningfully, and continued, "And now, a permanent barrier array has been set up on the thoroughfare between Anaheim and the outside world." For the first time since the end of the war, the battle of Anaheim is being talked about.

Jialong ignored the noisy discussion and continued, "Although the enemy's main force was eliminated with minimal casualties, it also blocked the main road for our army to attack the alliance, giving Hades a chance to breathe. They will definitely make a comeback. At that time, the loss may not be made up for by a few Holy See Knights, is it, the leader of the Holy See Knights?"

  It seemed that someone cast a sound-silencing spell, and the envoys suddenly fell silent. People who didn't know the inside story looked at Sharis with incredulous expressions, and Chichi's expression indicated that she was in serious trouble.

   "I, I..." Sharis couldn't find any words to refute.

"Then again, permanent enchantment array, this is the most difficult magic that represents the dark-attributed space-time curse. There should not be many people in the temple." Jialong saw Sharis' uneasiness, even though she was Junior, but once she enters the court, she will be a courtier, and she will not let her go just because she is young.

  He circled around Shalis, and every word went straight to Shalis's heart.

"To set up such a large enchantment at one time, hundreds of people with at least the power of a magister must cast spells at the same time, so the solid enchantment with life as the medium will cost the lives of hundreds of high-level mages. Although I admire you can In such a short period of time, so many mages were found and they were willing to sacrifice their lives. However, they are all rare talents. If they go according to the original plan, they can definitely make greater achievements in more places. Your contribution to save more people. But now, you have wasted it so casually, who doesn’t cherish life?”

   "Well, that, that, no no no no, no..."

  For some reason, Sha Lisi couldn't organize a word of protest, let alone disclose the truth as she hoped, which made her already red face even redder.

Jia Long looked at Sha Lisi's embarrassment with satisfaction, and said in a low voice that could be heard by everyone in the audience, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, you seem to have returned safely, So many people died, but you, the one with the strongest magic power, came back, could it be that you used your power to order others to die, but you yourself escaped?"

   "No, no, no, no! I didn't, I didn't." Sharis could only repeat this weak refutation.

   "Oh?" Jialong's expression remained unchanged, but there was a slight smile in his eyes.

   "I'm hurt." Sharis argued.

   "Oh?" Jialong's smile deepened, "Injured? How do I know that you didn't kill yourself to save your life, and escaped in the name of being injured."

   "I'm not..." Sharis shook her head in pain.

   Without giving her a chance to defend herself, Jialong said sharply, "Resisting orders and running away, Salis Rodel, head of the Knights of the Holy See, what crime do you think you deserve!"

   "No, no, that's not the case..."

   "Come here, hand over this deserter who can only talk big talk to the arbitration tribunal!"

  The guards who had just retreated rushed into the hall again, and they, who knew Shalis's identity, looked at the God Emperor and the water soul at a loss, not knowing what to do, but Sharis still just shook her head vigorously.

   "What are you doing in a daze!"

   "Who let you in!"

  The **** emperor and the soul of water issued the completely opposite orders at the same time, and the guards hurriedly retreated to the side when they saw the **** emperor's words, and waited and watched.

   "God Emperor, my brother is not wrong. The prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people. Princess Salis Rodel should be sent to the arbitration tribunal for trial!" Jialong argued hard.

  The third **** emperor Rodel was silent.

PS: God's mercy, the full-time mage lord, are all in an overhead world under the same background. Meng Dun once conceived a trilogy during college, but here is the full-time mage lord. It is a pity that it is the last book. The reality is bleak The grades also made Mengdun lose the motivation to write the third part, but there is still a lack of connection between Shenmin and the full-time mage lord. A rumor is placed in the full-time mage lord, a story of a parallel world, a story of the Holy See of Xiuyin...

There are many historical eras in the Continent of God's Compassion. Originally, Mengdun planned to have three books to form a trilogy. In fact, the outline was completed several years ago. It was only this year that I had time to write a book. But now it seems that this Due to the results, the Continent of God's Pity series can only end in this full-time mage lord, but Meng Dun is still a little unwilling, so he has to send out the previous manuscript as a side story, eager to separate it from the outline, maybe there are still some details. For some mistakes, I was very immature a few years ago, and the writing was weak. I hope you forgive me, but let's treat it as something that happened in a parallel world.

  (end of this chapter)