Chapter 48: The collision between light and darkness (I)

The army was moving forward quickly. They rode silently on the horses and galloped forward quickly and silently. The spring grassland was no longer full of coldness, but the horses were obviously unable to bear the heavy armor of the Teutonic warriors. So they had to stop occasionally on their way forward - just like now.

The elf boy wearing silver armor was also a little tired. He walked down from the horse's back, took the water handed over by the servants, and took a big sip of "gudu" to take. Then, he sat on the ground and let out a long breath.

Sack, carrying a green bow and arrow, walked to Ives next to Ives. The archer breathed a sigh of weakness: "The Archer troops can still keep up... But to be honest, Ives, I don't think these 50-man archer troops can play any decisive role. Their single combat strength may not be as good as the 500 White Stone Knights you borrowed."

Sak is a very good archer, and he is not good at teaching others to shoot archers. But these archers have been trained for too short after all, and they are not enough to become elite soldiers. It can only be said that they have learned basic shooting skills and the ability to obey orders.

Teutonic warriors are different. After receiving the transformation of drugs, they have gained the power of fighting spirit. After countless years of improvement, the Teutonic warriors have formed a perfect routine. Although these new Teutonic warriors are still far away from the former heroic troops in terms of equipment and strength, they have already had their own beliefs. One day, the brilliant name Teutonic warriors will become famous on the mainland again.

The White Stone Knights following the Teutonic Warriors also got off the horse. Although they were also elites who had been trained hard, most of them were not as strong as those of formal pros. So they could not compare with Teutonic Warriors who were almost all formal pros. Teutonic Warriors stopped to rest because their mounts could not bear it. But these White Stone Knights were really unable to hold on. They were already very tired.

Joan of Arc, the temporary commander of the White Stone Knight, also walked down from the horse. She walked to the front of these White Stone Knights and arranged a rest plan. It has to be said that there is still a saying in this world that is "genius". Currently, Joan of Arc is such a war genius. She did not undergo regular military training like Fernandez or Heathmai, nor did she experience countless fierce battles like Avis. Before that, she was just an ordinary girl in the countryside.

Maybe she has read some books on military tactics, but she can definitely be called a "genius" to be able to understand this level by herself. She may even struggle to read military maps, but her subconscious formation and commands will always be perfectly displayed in front of everyone.

Some of Joan of Arc's orders had already convinced most of the White Stone Knights in this short day of march. However, when she looked at the Teutonic warriors with perfect military discipline, she could only smile and shake her head. She had never really had any contact with war before. The three generals she met in a short time: Fernandez, Heathma and Ives, each of which had military strategies that were not inferior to her. Although the focus was a little different, Joan of Arc encountered three generals who could also be called "geniuses".

So Joan of Arc is still lacking confidence and she does not know her true level. But in the future battle, she will definitely shine with the most brilliant light that belongs only to her.

The elf boy ate the bread and took back his gaze looking at Joan of Arc. At this time, Jie, who had been standing quietly beside Avis, also looked at Joan of Arc, and then said, "If this is in the age of the gods, that girl should also belong to the God's favored person who was blessed by the Lord."

Avis was slightly surprised. The fully grown gods could almost compete with the kings. They could even allow the gods to possess them for a short time, and there were almost no rivals in the legendary realm.

Divine power, artifacts, and power. In a sense, they are at the same level. Therefore, the strength of the divine followers, artifact inheritors and the king-powered ones is theoretically the same. However, if the king-powered ones really explode, because their number of powers is more than the other two types of people, the winners are generally the king-powered ones.

Therefore, when Jie said such words, Avis was slightly surprised.

But at this time they were marching in a hurry. Although it was a temporary break, they could not relax too much. Avis just nodded and then started eating.

...

At the gate of Waganglen, a man in broken armor came to the gate of the Kingdom of Ferent.

"Um... are you finally back?" The man with faint blonde hair murmured to himself. Although his performance was indeed a bit embarrassing at the moment, he had a temperament, a kind of saint temperament. So everyone around him subconsciously avoided him and did not get close to the untidy man.

However, Ultraer recalled his life over the past few months.

He and Icarus fought a battle in the snow-capped mountains. In that battle, he used the power of the Sanctuary that he had become very skilled and fought with Icarus with all his strength. But Icarus is worthy of being a veteran strong man who has been in the Sanctuary for many years, and Uteril lost slightly in the end. But just as he exchanged his experience with Icarus and prepared for the second challenge, they suddenly sensed something.

It was an extremely powerful aura. A chaotic disorder, an extremely palpitation. A holy and elegant, like the song of a holy girl. These two auras seemed to have the power to destroy the world between sucking. At that time, they fought.

But the level of this power is too high, which is not felt by ordinary people. However, Ultrael and Icarus, who have reached the Sanctuary and are close to the battle site, sensed it. Their faces completely changed at that moment, and the powerful force that seemed to suppress all laws made Ultrael breathing a little difficult.

Finally, Icarus murmured to himself: "Legend... No, this power is the advanced level of legend. It no longer requires the recognition of planes. They can create rules by themselves, and can exert all their power at any point in the multiverse. Going further, they can cross any plane and immortalize. The two of them are already very close to the demigod. Unexpectedly, there are such powerful people in the world."

After hearing this, Ultrar couldn't help but feel excited. He always thought that after he reached the holy realm, he had already stood at the top, and only a few people in the world could defeat him. But unexpectedly, the road ahead was still so wonderful!

Afterwards, Ultrael and Icarus arrived at the place of war. They saw a scene that they would never forget.

The battle between the two strong men was not in this plane, otherwise the aftermath of the battle could destroy half of the continent. They were all attacking in the half plane they created.

Afterwards, they completely subverted the speculation that these two people were legendary advanced. These two people are demigods!

They have either ignited the divine fire or condensed the divine nature. They are only one step away from entering the realm of God, immortality from now on, and highest from now on!

Behind one existence there are six pairs of light wings, and the whole body is shining with incomparable light. The other is a mess. Even Ultrar, who is the holy realm, cannot see through the truth behind the fog.

Icarus's face changed drastically, and it took him a long time to say, "Retreat quickly, this is not a place we can stay for a long time!"

As soon as his words fell, a block that penetrated the half-plane, and the overflowing energy aftermath came. Icarus and Ultrar were hit by this force that had been weakened countless times. After that, the two strongest combat powers in this plane, the two Sacred Domain powers flew backwards.

Ultrael didn't know what happened to Icarus. But he himself slept for several months before he woke up. And his location was tens of thousands of kilometers away from that place.

If it weren't for the Holy Land power in his body that was maintaining it, he might have already died.

After taking back his memories, Ultrar shook his head with some laughter and tears, and then walked into the city. He disappeared for several months, wondering how she would worry!

...

In the dark junction, a man in a dress suddenly walked out. The man looked around and murmured to himself: "Merxs's divine power is getting weaker and weaker, and there are many variables in the future... Can even the Great Prophecy completely predict the future?"

The demon Alex shook his head slightly: "The change point of the future is in the dead candidate for royal power. What secret should be there for him... Maybe the reason for changing the future can be found in him."

After pondering for a long time, Alex closed his eyes again, and he seemed to see the lines that were being changed again.

The candidate for the First Royal Power did not die, and he became the seventh Royal Power. The candidate for the First Royal Power reappeared. All these changes did have a great impact on the future, but they were not big enough to change the established future.

The real major change was a series of miracles by coincidence. The battle between the two demigods made the March interlaced day come early. After that, the Seventh King's Power freed the blood clan.

Emos Zhu Yue.

Alex murmured to himself: "Will he fail like he did a thousand years ago... that existence that even the first demon god was afraid of."

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