Starting from the Dragon Tribe

That vague, unknown whisper echoes in the human brain, reaching straight to the soul, telling the essential madness.

The bright moon hangs high tonight, but under the gray mist, the light is also somewhat eerie.

The sea level in the distance is constantly rising, and the huge waves have not yet reached the coast, but the trembling energy has already ruled the world.

The night watchmen below the special level knelt on the ground, holding their heads in pain, with ferocious and crazy expressions on their faces. The strange origins that they had tamed for many years began to stir, and together with the whispers in the night, they wanted to destroy all their spirits.

Even the special night watchmen frowned and their bodies trembled, trying their best to suppress the strange origin of restlessness in their bodies and resist the mental pollution that filled the world. They were resisting madness.

Ye Chengfeng's expression was solemn, and there was a trace of fear in his old eyes. He never imagined that during this strange operation to defend and eliminate the landing, an ancient god would really appear.

Could it be that the third era is coming to an end? ?

At the same moment, in the eastern border of the Sistine Empire, a group of people in black robes were walking in the wilderness against the night wind.

The leading figure paused. She smoothed down the hood on her head, and her dark hair fell naturally, fluttering in the wind as she turned her head.

The woman stood there, looking northwest, frowning, "How could it be so fast? What on earth did they do?"

She felt the palpitating aura. It was an existence that was absolutely impossible to contend with. It was an existence that humans could not defeat no matter how hard they tried. If they wanted to survive, they could only survive or wait for the mercy of the superior old gods.

Is this era coming to an end?

"His Majesty the Pope, will our actions continue as before?"

The Sin Archbishop of Lust spoke softly behind Mona and asked carefully.

As the top combat force in this world, the Sin Archbishops were naturally sensitive and noticed the unusual movements in the Sea of ​​Nothingness in the north of the Sistine Empire.

That power filled the world and continued to spread to the entire continent. At this moment, even the people in the southern part of the empire heard the crazy whispers.

People crouched on the ground in fear, praying to the Goddess of the Morning Embrace, but it was of no avail. No god would be their savior.

On the wasteland, Mona stared at the north for a long time and sighed, "Liu'er, Barton, you two are heading to the northern border of the Sistine Empire. That old guy Peter should have really disappeared. Don't let the disaster spread too quickly. Maybe this time it’s just the old god turning over.”

She could only use this kind of luck, because everything did not match the prophecy, and they were not ready for anything, if the old gods really wanted to end this era.

Whether it is the Church of Morning Embrace or the Church of Eternal Night, or the country of steam and machinery that now possesses powerful technological power, they can only wait and wait.

She knows what the Kingdom of Steam and Machinery wants, but that thing cannot be given to the Kingdom of Steam and Machinery. Their path is wrong. The war has begun. Even if the Kingdom of Steam and Machinery finally wins, the world will still face a crisis. The end of this era.

And just like what she said to Clement, the war will trigger the awakening of the ancient gods in advance. Even though the ancient gods have already appeared in the Sea of ​​Nothingness, she must avoid this war.

Because according to the records in the secret book, the terminator of this era is not the one in the Sea of ​​Nothingness, and she must avoid the worst case scenario.

As for the war in the north, she could only pray that the ancient god would not violate the "rules".

"Where is Morning Embrace Church?"

Su Liuer, the priest of the sin of lust, stretched out her wet and soft tongue to lick her red lips and asked Mona for instructions.

"The situation is different this time. Don't mess around, but there is no need to help them. As long as the strange tide does not reach the three northern provinces, you don't need to take action."

Mona ordered that even if the situation is critical, their Eternal Night Church has no reason to help the Morning Embrace Church. They just want to slow down the spread of panic and give time for the real guardian to rise.

"Your will be obeyed."

Su Liuer and Barton saluted at the same time, turned into dark streams of light in the wilderness, and rushed to the northern border of the Sistine Empire.

Mona calmed down and looked at the tall buildings thousands of miles away, as well as the rows of demon-like creations that towered over the sky, "Lilia, Ergart, Wang Biao, get ready, let's go negotiate."

The jealous Sin Priest Lilia, the lazy Sin Priest Ergart Romancontini, and the furious Sin Priest Wang Biao all nodded, and the strange origins in their bodies began to fluctuate.

They did not express any objection to today's action. Although they hoped that the Church of Morning Embrace would weaken, they did not want the Sistine Empire to be destroyed in the face of the torrent of steel in the land of steam and machinery.

It's not that they care about the country and the people, everything is for the truth of Yongye. They can massacre thousands of people for the truth of Yongye, or they can die on the front line.

It was said to be a negotiation, but Mona understood that the country of steam and machinery was determined to break into the royal capital this time and get that thing, the thing that they thought they could save the world after getting it.

There are many things that cannot be explained. In the end, people sway between ambition and sacred mission, and become slaves of desire.

What ultimately decides everything is force.

This time, the Kingdom of Steam and Machinery sent a total of twenty-nine Colossus IVs to the front line. At ten o'clock in the morning, with the sound of artillery fire, a paper of war fell on the border of the Sistine Empire, officially declaring war. .

And this is just the vanguard force of the country of steam and machinery. With the construction of the wide railway, the steel trains that are like mountains are continuously transporting strategic materials to the front line. This industrial country has obviously been preparing for this war for a long time.

Whether it is the logistics personnel, the combat personnel, or the ace pilots of the Titan IV type, everyone has a fanatical look.

If you put it on the side of faith, then this is a holy war, but people in the country of steam and machinery do not think that this is a fight for faith. They are fighting for justice. They want to use the iron fist of industrial power to break the war. The dark night obtains light in its own way.

Once Mona takes action, it will mean the end of their long-standing technical cooperation between the Church of Evernight and the Kingdom of Steam and Machinery, but she has no choice. Clement will not reach adulthood for six months.

The time point of this war did not give any party a chance, and there was no way to reach an agreement through negotiation. She could only try to delay as much time as possible.

In this battle, except for the Greedy Sin Archbishop Verus who did not come due to special reasons, the high-level combat power of the Eternal Night Church can be said to have come out in full force for the sake of speed and blitz. In the country of steam and machinery, this war beast has not yet come. Before setting off, make a hole in the road ahead.

The slightly chilly wind blew through the wilderness on a spring night. The woman removed the light cloak she was wearing, revealing her curvy curves. She moved her hands behind her and tied her hair up on top of her head. She was still wearing the same black jumpsuit. Long skirt, noble and elegant.

She looked at the steam pillars rising into the sky and said coldly: "Let's go try their new weapons."

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In the gorgeous underground palace, the blond boy sat cross-legged on a high platform, doing evening spiritual meditation classes.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the north. Although he could only see the chandelier on the dome and the oak-white ceiling, he sensed something.

There seemed to be a low voice whispering in his ear, but he didn't feel scared or unbearable, just a strange empathy, and the Guardian dagger on his waist radiated from an angle that he didn't notice. With a glimmer of light.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, it's time for you to have your midnight snack."

An old gentleman dressed like a butler walked under the high platform and saluted. There was a trolley behind him, with silver tableware already placed on it.

Because of the previous incident, Mona later asked people to replace all the waitresses. Now the old housekeeper Clement is very satisfied and nothing unpleasant happened.

At the same time, the old butler is a first-class priest, and can also give Clement some advice and guidance on some issues on the night side.

This is Clement's ideal state. Those waitresses are always flirting and posing, which can easily slow down his growth and will only affect the speed at which he can draw his sword.

In fact, after he came to Eternal Night Church, although he was unwilling to admit it, his growth rate was beyond his imagination.

He didn't know whether it was due to the change in his mentality and personality, or because of the "tonics" given to him by the Yongye Church, but his condition was getting better day by day. If it were now, he would even be better than his best classmate Ye Autumn breeze.

And Clement has still not begun to absorb the strange origin, because Mona said that it is not yet time, and the guardian can only 'awaken' after he is eighteen years old.

"What happened outside?"

The aura that Clement sensed, even though he was not a transcendent, felt that he might be the most sensitive person in this underground palace.

The old butler placed tableware on the dining table nearby. "An accident occurred in the north of the empire, but I believe that the Church of Morning Embrace can handle it. His Royal Highness the Son only needs to concentrate on his own courses."

He placed the tableware and stood there quietly, neither urging Clement to come down to eat nor leaving, as silent as a sculpture.

Clement took a deep breath and expelled the noisy whispers from his ears. He really was not qualified to think too much now, because he was not even a transcendent.

He jumped off the high platform, walked to the dining table, and began to eat quickly but orderly without looking at the old butler. Only those with good physical condition would have the opportunity in the future.

During the meal, he felt a little hot on his arms under his loose clothes, so he rolled up his sleeves and found that the pair of guardian gauntlets were actually emitting a gleaming light.

This was a vision he had never seen before. No matter how hard he tried before, he could not change this legendary artifact. What happened today?

Is it because of those noisy sounds? Could the owner of the voice be an ancient god?

He took out the Guardian's dagger from his waist again, and found that the dagger was different from usual, emitting a glistening white light, and seemed to be pulling together with the Guardian's arm armor.

Not only that, he felt that the second guardian suit on his body was being pulled by a strange force. The force was small, but it allowed him to sense the direction.

Clement thought for a moment and guessed that the guardian suit was resonating. The direction of the pull was probably the direction of his sister.

Because he only has two pieces, based on the principle that a large body absorbs a small body, the pulling force on his side may be stronger.

He looked north again, but could only see a wall.

Sister, have you gone?

As a noble guardian, are you going to embark on the battlefield?

Clement tried to activate the power of the gauntlet and dagger, but nothing else happened. He shook his head, picked up his fork, and continued to enjoy his dinner.

Bite off those fish bones one by one and swallow them all, even with the smell of blood.

The old housekeeper stood aside quietly, watching this scene without saying a word.

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Outside the Delivi Divine Pillar in Luoshuang City, Beihai Province, a figure covered in white light stepped out of it. Her beauty eclipsed everything around her. She had the purity of a girl, the nobility of a high position, and the elegance of a high position. There is an inexplicable sense of sacredness.

Irina Olar, the saint of the Morning Embrace Church, arrived in Haibei Province, carrying three pieces of guardian suits.

It’s not that the church doesn’t want civilians to evacuate through the Delivi Pillar, but every time such a thing is transmitted, it consumes the power of the strange origin, which is not without consumption. The support for the extraordinary ones is enough, but if you want to use It is unrealistic to evacuate hundreds of millions of civilians.

Irina's power level seemed to have reached the level of a divine envoy, and the speed of improvement surprised even Ji Wu Jiu, who was in charge of guiding her recently.

But Ji Wu Jiu also expressed worries because Irina absorbed the strange origin too quickly. He had clearly felt the instability of the strange origin in the girl's body.

Although it was through the ability of the Guardian suit that she could reach the level of a divine envoy, her own strength was almost as strong as that of a Knight of the Dawn. This was by no means a normal step-by-step improvement process for a Guardian.

You must know that it has only been nine months since Irina's coming-of-age ceremony. Her promotion process has completely violated the Night Watch promotion rules.

If it weren't for the disappearance of Peter and the internal and external troubles in the Sistine Empire, Ji Wu Jiu would never have agreed to Irina taking such a risk.

But Irina is a strong girl. She knows that His Majesty the Pope has disappeared. This is something she cannot hide. After all, he has not shown up for nearly two months.

In the land abandoned by the gods, missing in the sea of ​​nothingness basically has only one meaning, and that is death.

The Church of Morning Embrace needs a new successor, so as a saint, she must carry the banner, not only for the sake of the Church of Morning Embrace and righteousness, but she also urgently wants to become stronger and find her brother.

Feeling the suffocating pressure in the distance, the crazy whispers in her ears were pushed away by the guardian suit. Irina breathed in the slightly cold night air, "Mr. Lu, I hope you can lead everyone to retreat in an orderly manner."

In the next moment, she turned into a white stream of light in the wilderness, and her blond hair was so dazzling in the air that it was impossible to look directly at it.