In the sky, the blazing sun, which was originally controlled by multiple sun gods and guarded by one side, suddenly broke free from its restraints and seemed to rise to another dimension for a moment.
Many gods who were competing for the authority of the God of Death and believed in the eternal existence of the God of Death felt the changes coming from the sky.
And then...the gods all went crazy.
The road that originally had no direction suddenly opened up in front of their eyes.
Embark on this road, and at the end you will find God above God, the supreme being who lives forever.
It turns out that Ragnarok is not the destruction of the kingdom of God and the end of the theocratic era.
Instead, the gods fade away, and only one God remains forever. He will control everything and become omniscient and omnipotent.
It was like a violent and reckless man broke in, overturning the original card game and sweeping it to the ground.
Ke Xiaoliang's violent intervention, although he did not personally take action, leaked the information and forced him to enter the game, falling into the same category as those golden immortals who had already entered the game.
But it also uses the wonderful function of the sun wheel to symbolize the absolute authority of Shinto.
It is difficult for the gods to resist such temptation.
In today's era, mythical civilization is everything.
The golden immortals would either be angry and destroy everything directly, causing the whole world to be destroyed, and the Taiyi Dao Fruit, which had not been conceived but was just showing its clues, dissipated.
Either endure it, comply with the rules of the game, and continue playing.
The black-hearted old man secretly kicked the ball to Ke Xiaoliang, hoping to test whether Ke Xiaoliang would enter the stadium in person.
Ke Xiaoliang turned his back on defense and returned the ball to all the Golden Immortals.
Obviously not being blackmailed.
The Golden Immortals are all people with abundant wisdom and good ears and eyes, and they can roughly understand the whole story of the sudden change in just a moment.
On the one hand, they were surprised by Ke Xiaoliang's fierceness. On the other hand, they were also resentful of the black-hearted old man's lack of restraint. Start over.
In the deepest level of the world, a large number of messages are exchanged again and again in a very short period of time.
Millions of almost the same exchanges, but due to changes in frequency, rhythm, and effects, a deeper exchange will occur, conveying not too much, but absolutely crucial and fatal information.
On a more superficial level, all the gods are activating their power and want to fly towards the shining sun.
But the sun is always high, appearing in another dimension.
In this world, the sun suddenly shines extremely brightly, while more 'suns' become dim and depressed.
The friction between gods and gods, gods and gods, and civilizations has become more explicit.
The meddlesome monks began to cause trouble under the interference and use of Jinxian.
They came here for the plot point.
It wasn't long before rumors spread.
If you want to enter another dimension and grasp the authority of God above God, you must first become the master of the earth, sky, and ocean.
Coordinate everything and govern all spirits.
This rumor came out of nowhere and out of the blue. Those who are rational should first verify the source of this statement before talking about anything else.
However, the 'flaws' of the gods were once again exposed at this time.
Although they are gods, they have more abundant desires and greed than mortals. Their excess desires often blind their sober reason.
And when a trend blows up.
A small number of rational people will also be passively coerced.
Had to get involved.
The quiet town seems to have been visited by no one for a long time.
In the evening, the sound of forging iron in the blacksmith shop is like the sound of late-night bells in the evening.
But today the clatter of horse hooves interrupted the silence.
Sitting on the horseback was a middle-aged man with white hair. His dark armor made him look like a reef on the most dangerous coast. He was hard, tenacious, cold, and lurking with murderous intent.
Under his crotch is a black horse, but the horse's ankles are covered with pitch-black scales. A connoisseur of goods can tell at a glance that this is a demon horse with the bloodline of a high-level monster nightmare. It is violent, ferocious, and Bloodthirsty and quick as the wind is what it's all about.
But it sat down on the reef-like man, looking docile.
This kind of emotion that shouldn't appear on the descendant of nightmare is clearly revealed in its blood-red eyes.
The sound of horse hooves was like a knocking stone, knocking on the door of the whole town.
But the town was still dead silent, yes dead silent, not silent, because there was no one on the streets or in the shops.
It's like a dead city here.
In fact, this is indeed a dead city!
The mad blacksmith Badr is the only living person in this town. He is the blacksmith of this town, a resident of this town, the mayor of this town, the guard of this town, and everything in this town.
Of course Badr is no ordinary blacksmith!
He is one of the main gods of Euclid civilization, the god of fire and blacksmiths, and also the god of weapons, battle formations, and destruction.
Baldr, who possesses a large amount of divine power, is of course one of the most powerful gods in the Euclid civilization, second only to Euclid's god-king Atuo.
The sound of horse hooves stopped softly next to the dilapidated blacksmith shop. The middle-aged man with white hair and black armor jumped off the horse and opened the door in front of him. The old man in front of him was very focused on hammering the thin metal in his hand. A piece of iron, as if the entire mind has been focused on it.
The white-haired man stood quietly behind him, silent, just watching the old man hammering the iron with the same concentration.
Finally, the old man looked at the iron block under the iron pliers with satisfaction, nodded, and put it into the cold water nearby. With a hiss, a strong vapor spread in the air, and suddenly the temperature of the entire room seemed to drop a lot.
Only now did he slowly turn his head and see the white-haired man.
With a few clanging sounds, the newly beaten iron block fell to the ground together with the hammer and tongs.
Then, like pushing down a mountain of gold to topple a jade pillar, this old man who looked quite strong knelt down at the feet of the white-haired man. His excited and trembling hands grasped the soil on the ground tightly, and the blue veins were rolling up. The sleeves are exposed.
The white-haired man picked up the iron piece that had fallen to the ground, placed it on the table solemnly, and then helped Badr up.
"How long have we not seen each other?"
"Badr?"
Suddenly the old man burst into tears, yes! long time!
Badr immediately got up from the ground and said to the white-haired man: "Your Majesty! Please come this way!"
"Your Majesty?" The white-haired man smiled.
"Yes! Your Majesty! Although the glory of the Kingdom of God is extinguished, the afterglow will still remain. Euclid's sins will be burned by the flames of anger until all justice is demonstrated." Badr said with a serious face.
The white-haired man seemed to have thought of something. He smiled mockingly and then said with a hand, "Lead the way!"
An ordinary house was opened, a very ordinary room, small but very warmly decorated. The only regret was that there was no one inside, or rather there was no living person. A burly sculpture with a resolute face stood here. Three meters inside the door of the room, his eyes were staring out the window, seemingly deep in thought, but more like waiting.
Badr picked up the hammer and hit the stone man hard on the chest.
A burst of red light flashed, and large chunks of mud began to fall off the stone man's body.
Soon a strong man stood in front of the two of them.
"Captain of the Thirteenth Squadron of the Eagle Knights, Gurung pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor, and pays homage to Lord Badr!" The strong man instantly knelt on the ground and said with his arms crossed.
The originally quiet town was no longer quiet.
Click! Click!
Sounds like ceramics being broken came in waves, shrouding the entire town in the sound of rapid but frequent footsteps.
This small town quickly gathered a sense of desperation.
The white-haired man looked at the 1,340 people in front of him, and his heart was filled with excitement. They were naked, and the original clothes on their bodies had long since turned into dust along with the broken soil. There was a black horse beside them. These horses The dirt on their bodies that has not all fallen off is describing the fact that they are sleeping with their owners.
The white-haired man held the long sword at his waist and looked at the high-spirited team in front of him. Their naked bodies did not make their majestic bodies look insignificant, but instead made their high-spiritedness more vivid. .
With a swipe sound, the white-haired man pulled out the long sword from his waist, pointed in the direction of Mount Euclid and shouted loudly: "Warriors! The days of rest are over! You will once again set foot on the battlefield that belongs to you and take back your Glory! In the name of Oran!"
"In the name of Oran!"
"In the name of Oran!"
"In the name of Oran!"
The knights shouted loudly, seeming to vent their anger that had been dormant for many years.
"Now, in the name of the King of Oran, Hussein Moffat Oran, I give you the partners to take back your glory!" As he said this, Badr, who had been standing next to Hussein, waved his hand, and suddenly A large number of black armors that were so dark that they seemed to absorb all light, as well as bright silver swords and spears, appeared in front of everyone.
Although all the soldiers were carrying their equipment in an orderly manner, everyone could feel the passion in their eyes and their love for the weapons and armor in their hands.
Seeing the satisfied expressions of the soldiers, Hussein also had a smile on his face.
These armors and weapons are the result of Badr's hard work over the years. Every inch of these equipment is made of elite iron that has been tempered by him in many ways, and the origin of these resources is also thanks to the Euclid civilization.
When the soldiers put on all their equipment neatly, their military appearance changed again. If they gave people a solemn feeling before, now they give people a feeling of being incomparably thick and sharp, like an extremely solid and extremely sharp person. The drill bit can break through any obstacles blocking the way forward.
As if being inspired by these soldiers, Hussein pointed his long sword directly at the Holy Mountain of Euclid and said loudly: "Let's go! Warriors of Oran! Fight! Eagle! Let the enemy be in your horse's hooves Wail, let the enemy bow before your sword, and let the whole world sound the horn of your advance again!"
Suddenly, the whole team was burning with heat. This heat gathered into a torrent. More than 1,300 people got on the horseback in no particular order, held the spears in their hands tightly, and then galloped away. , running towards the direction of Mount Euclid.
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