Oracle of Terra

A fair-skinned Gorefiend looked at the talking Balrog with disgust.

"I feel that the temperature in the camp is too high. Has anyone kicked this brainless guy out?"

"Aruzi, don't be so squeamish, act like a bitch."

"Ulgo, who do you think looks like a bitch?!"

The grumpy Gorefiend glared at the tall Wendigo, but soon, the clapping stopped everyone from speaking.

Wearing black armor, the deep voice of the white-haired young man calmed down the quarreling Sarkaz.

Looking at the man, Magnus' eyes widened, but he immediately realized that he couldn't do anything but watch it, as if he was watching a No. 1 movie.

The expression of that familiar man to Magnus was not as vivid as that of a man in sunglasses. He looked very ordinary, as if nothing could shake his heart.

"The enemy is not an opponent worth mentioning at present, but we must be serious, although after a while, Pegasus will surrender."

"surrender?"

The Gorefiend named Aluz frowned. Obviously, in his opinion, the matter of surrender was not considered at all, and the man in black armor who looked like Telles sighed in the center of everyone. tone.

"That's the kind of guy that plays with the wind and, of course, isn't trustworthy."

"Then what does His Majesty mean?"

A sinister smile appeared on the face of the strong Wendigo man named Urgo, who looked like a skeleton monster.

"In the first battle, don't leave anyone alive, and then give him a day to see how he reacts, whether to surrender or run away..."

"So that's the case, don't worry about him if you run away, and then drive straight into the Kingdom of the Sunset, what if you come to surrender? Your Majesty."

"If you come to surrender, you will be slaughtered. The duplicity guy doesn't need to be left alive. Although he is second-rate, he can be regarded as a god for the time being. You can divide the fragmentary materials such as cores yourself, the old rules."

"it is good!"

Aruzi looked very excited, after all, it is obviously very good to have gods as spell materials.

"Aruzi, don't expect too much, he will probably run."

"Sire, where are the countries and cities of Pegasus?"

The fire demon Agule's eyes shone with light. Seeing this, 'Teres' also lamented for a while.

"Don't set fire to it. The city and people of Pegasus will be used as manpower. If you keep killing and looting, there will be no good results. Be civilized, Ragul, but as I just said, don't do it in the first battle." Stay alive, I understand."

"nature."

The fire in the Balrog's eyes hadn't faded yet, and Magnus felt a chill down his spine as he watched all this.

"Let's prepare for the battle. If there are knights of the round table appearing, it should be a bit of fun."

The black-armored tyrant closed his eyes and rested, all Sarkaz bowed and left the tent, and Ragul joined Wendigo Urgo among them.

"Urgo, don't you think it's a little strange?"

"What's so strange?"

Magnus followed behind the Wendigo named Urgo, but the huge and hot Balrog was no less than Wendigo's Gundam, and it felt full of oppression.

"Since Sargon came back, His Majesty has changed the style of combat by turning the priest there into his own woman."

"You said this, because you don't know His Majesty very well. In the early years, His Majesty was not so impulsive. It is probably because the anger caused by the death of the eldest son has been calmed down after Sargon. His Majesty in the early years also You are not a bloodthirsty person, you are just going back now, if you are dissatisfied with His Majesty's policy, you can compete with me."

"Hmph, that's not the case, it's just that burning is the nature of our Balrogs. We are naturally convinced by His Majesty's mighty power, and we will not refuse."

After saying this, the flowing magma-like monster left like this, and the Wendigo warrior walking in front of Magnus sighed.

"These tribes who merged into our country in order to fight against the Kingdom of Twilight were too belligerent."

"It's a good thing too, Urgo, Jie Jie Jie..."

"Malthus."

Floating, the spell monster who hid its figure in the black robe laughed.

"We must have a fierce reputation and bravery, so as not to cause the same tragedy as His Royal Highness. After defeating the Kingdom of Sunset, we will become a colossus in front of most countries in Terra, almost unshakable No matter what kind of policy His Majesty decides at that time, we still have room to play."

"Because there will always be people who resist His Majesty."

Urgo understood the meaning of this spell monster. Since the witch was defeated by His Majesty, this Laitanian has devoted himself to studying Sarkaz spells and transformed from a warlock to such a ghost-like monster.

"Yes, at that time, whether it's good or bad, we can have our own fun. If those Balrogs want to burn, they just need to burn the enemy's formation. It's a pity that their flames won't leave much material to use."

"Speaking of materials, His Majesty said today that if Pegasus comes to invest, he will be captured and killed directly."

"Pigasus... oh, black pegasus? There are indeed some vacancies in the material of the gods recently, and Your Excellency Aruz often complains to me that the materials for the gods are somewhat in short supply, and they are not enough to support new spell experiments. .”

"However, what exactly is the experiment you have been conducting with the gods?"

In the past, Urgo would not have dared to think that the gods would become fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by mortals like them, but His Majesty did it, so that they no longer fear the existence of gods, but use them as the demons Prey to slaughter.

"Hmm... the experiment of evolution, the experiment that allows mere mortals like us to evolve to be on par with the gods. Of course, there have been no good results recently, which is really distressing. It is obvious that Your Excellency Aruz has crossed the first step. , but it is because there is not enough experimental data that there is no way to continue.”

"Data, Aruzi is still using the vocabulary that the scholar taught him before."

Thinking of the weak scholar who became friends with His Majesty at the beginning, Urgo felt a little strange. In the kingdom of martial arts and demons, tinkering with documents was not welcomed at first, but as the country gradually grew, Urgo also realized something. The effectiveness and strength of the rules and laws, even though a rough man like him would never be able to take on the corresponding duties, the only thing he could do was fight.

"Secretly, I also regret not being able to meet that scholar. If His Royal Highness Urgo encounters any high-quality blood on the battlefield, remember to leave the viscera and bones, and don't eat them too clean."

"I try my best."

"......................"

Following the warrior named Urgo, Magnus only felt that something was wrong with him. These people were not so much engaged in an upcoming war, but more like butchers preparing for slaughter .

Father... Margaret and Maria, I hope they are all right.

And just when Magnus thought this way, 'Teres' who was in a light sleep in the tent also woke up.

"It's true. It used to be primitive and violent. Everyone had no morals. It's late in the war. The idea of ​​wanting everyone to be moral has become a little stupid."

Telles scratched his cheek, and connected his consciousness to Margaret's bondage, which seemed to be very smooth. Next, let's see how far he can manipulate the army. After all, Kazdel in his heyday , that's not a joke.

485. Ready to Run!

Just when Telles was thinking about how to save a wave, Cyril, Margaret, and Maria's grandparents also got into trouble.

"Grandfather, do you know where mother is?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know either."

Rubbing his temples, Cyril Linguang looked at the streets full of people coming and going. The passers-by were full of fear and uneasiness, as if some huge disaster was about to come and fled in all directions.

"Let us go! The tyrant is coming!"

"Tsk..."

The silver-haired Draco looked unhappily at the residents who wanted to break through the siege of the soldiers.

"Pygasus! Is this your attitude?!"

"How is it possible, respected Your Highness Sedley, mortals are always afraid, this is just a natural reaction, I will let them stop."

The handsome black-haired young man snapped his fingers, and the residents who were full of fear fell silent instantly. The strangeness of this moment even made that Drake named Sedley shudder.

"I hope you can also have such calmness on the battlefield."

To be honest, she has no chance of winning in the face of the tyrant's army, but she can only bite the bullet and stand up to the survival of her family and country. The temperature of the Dragon's Back Sword that her father bestowed on her also makes her feel very at ease.

It's just that fear itself is contagious, and her eyes can't hide the uneasiness in her heart, but Pigasos can see this.

"Are you mocking me?"

"How dare, as a loyal servant of Lord Hei Ye, I will naturally protect His Highness with all my might."

"That's what you should do, go!"

Sadley didn't hide her distaste for Pigasus' flattering attitude, and left the frontline city with her Vaivan guards. Seeing her leave, Pigasus could only shake his head.

"Looks like that guy Hei Ye has come to an end. It's a pity that the stage I set up for him is not for a tyrant. Do you want to fight..."

Pegasus glanced at the townspeople under his rule, with undisguised disappointment.

"Forget it, I'll just give it to the tyrant. It's not bad to let him overthrow the Heiye guy for me. As for his rule of the world..."

Pigasus remembered that as long as he didn't offend the tyrant, he should be able to live more comfortably. As for obedience, he had already obeyed the night once, and he would never even think about obeying the tyrant again.

And Cyril, Margaret, and Maria, who were observing that Pigasus, did not act rashly. Cyril, who had fought against Pigasus, could see that the Pigasus in this dream and the one outside the dream That guy was very different, and the pressure from him to this side was almost far greater than the monster that brought the night of terror to the Grand Knight.

"Grandfather, let's find mother first, this place will soon become a battlefield."

"makes sense."

The old man sighed and began to wonder where Margaret would be.

"Sister, grandpa, look at that..."

Maria pointed to the bulletin board not far away. Although it was written in an ancient language that the three of them could not understand, it was probably because someone thoughtfully built a browsing function. After they read it, they found that it said What followed was an announcement about conscription, probably that those who think they are capable can directly join the army of the Kingdom of Twilight to fight against those Sarkaz people.

"Will mother?"

"I think it's possible."

Thinking of his daughter-in-law's fiery personality and sense of justice, Cyril also had to admit that it was indeed possible for her to directly join the army against the foreign enemy, provided that the foreign enemy was not his new master's army.

Judging from the degree of panic of the residents, it can be concluded that this army is notorious. Even in the original Kau War, Cyril has never seen the residents be so frightened. It should be Kasimir here. right.

The grandparents and grandchildren came to the recruiting office, but unexpectedly, seeing that Cyril was an old man, Vayfan at the recruiting office did not refuse decisively, but chose to let them directly enter the team, which made Cyril The sense of urgency in this country seems out of the ordinary.

And soon, they also found the person they wanted to find.

"Ugh...."

Margaret Linguang always had the same dream.

Time and time again, the dream of being defeated, ravaged, and destroyed, the opponent of the dream is always the tall black wall after another, the ruthless iron wall, and the phalanx of throwing guns like a baptism of shells.

After that, there was a bloody battle, ruthless ravages, and merciless destruction. All she could get was the baptism of death again and again. The original Pegasus wanted to destroy this world in this way. The spirit of a female knight, but what he never imagined was that this female knight's upright heart and unyielding demeanor allowed her soul to be preserved here, but even so, the feeling of being defeated again and again was really real. very uncomfortable.

The beginning of the dream was from birth to the age of [-], and then the massive invasion of the Sarkaz people. Although she didn't know what era it was, Margaret knew very well that this was Casimir, her country. As a knight, She has a responsibility and has reasons to protect this place, provided that her opponent is not that kind of enemy.

"Magnus..."

Recalling her husband's face, Margaret still lamented in her dreams, maybe after her spirit wears off, she will sleep here forever, maybe it would be better to give up?

With such thoughts in mind, she heard a voice.

"Mother!"

"?"

In this dream, she didn't get married, she was just alone, her mother died young, but she heard this voice, that voice calling her, which was familiar but also strange.

Similar to him, Kuranta with blonde hair and golden eyes, her lovely daughter, her lovely Margaret...

"Margaret?"

The nose was sour, as if the endless nightmare had come to an end here, maybe what was in front of her was a hallucination, maybe what was in front of her was just her own delusion, but Margaret Linguang still couldn't help the tears welling up in her eyes. The eldest daughter appeared in front of his eyes.

What a reassuring thing this is.

"Margaret."

And a somewhat old voice turned her emotion into shock.

"Father?"

Margaret Linguang's father-in-law, Casimir's legendary hero, appeared in front of his eyes at this moment, and he was still so majestic and reassuring.

"I'm here too..."

Maria didn't know what to say. The mother in front of her was much younger than the mother lying on the hospital bed, but she could confirm that it was indeed her mother.

"Maria?! Wait... have you both grown this big?"

It was only then that Margaret realized that her two daughters had grown up a lot compared to the little girl in her memory.

"Mother, the reflex arc is too long."

Maria sighed, and Margaret Linguang sighed reassuringly, at least it was the mother she knew, not some kind of ruffian made by Telles, but it was not made by Telles. [Shupu North] There shouldn't be any familiar tricksters.

"Then, according to what His Majesty told me, we need to escape from this 'war' so that Margaret can wake up."

"Fleeing the war?"