Chapter 1346 The Trembling of the Soul
"Did you hear something?!"
Alasta covered his heart, a few drops of sweat suddenly dropped from his resolute face, and he anxiously asked his brothers beside him.
Just now, an inexplicable feeling of loss suddenly emerged from my heart, and I felt a roar deep in my soul, like a fly stuck to the oil. It was satisfied with the fact that it was accustomed to eating the dirt that the oil moved away, and its wings no longer vibrated. Consciousness is completely glued to this comfort that symbolizes contentment.
And just when I heard a vague sound in my ears, the painful body of flesh and blood, accompanied by the disrespectful torture, became restless again, its wings briefly trembled, and it was about to get rid of the shackles of the ointment and gain freedom... …
His body wants to fly, to get rid of the grease and swing freely in this world. It no longer just slides forward with the grease, but can feel the freedom of space. He can choose up, down, left or right. , pain, longing, dancing, and being immersed in the beautiful melody emanating from the world.
"I... seem to have heard the call." The expression of the White Lion Guard was the same as Alasta's. He also covered his chest, his eyes were full of confusion, and a kind of lost melancholy lingered in his heart.
The constant fighting of the war and the stopped movements of the royal guards inevitably make people look at them with side eyes.
Kuran was even more unabashed in his insults: "Asul is like a waste, always delaying the battle due to some boring trivial matters!"
The White Lion Guards all wanted to find where the source of this trembling came from. The elves were very persistent in some revelations and were sure that this must be of extremely important significance.
Only Kazuoin and a group of phoenix guards silently looked at Karak Dreadnaught in the distance. They were the elves closest to Asuryan in the mortal world. Everyone had witnessed the fate on that wall and heard about it. Asuryan's murmur.
Kazuoin opened his interfering lips and trembled slightly to express the Phoenix Guard's heart.
"Asuryan...only angry."
This anger is so strong that almost all elves can feel it. The elves who have respect and faith in Asuryan, as close as the Gray Mountains and as far away as Naggaroth, can feel the trembling of their souls.
A vague revelation comes to Kadron. On the Island of Death, Aenario and Indra Gurnir fight fiercely against the four chief demons. Under the Fearless Fortress, Imric fights alone in the maze in the incarnation of the rat evil god. …
Silence in response, this is the eternal silence of Kazoin. He never issues orders to his subordinates, because Asuryan has already determined the fate of each elf. When it will die and when it will win, it has already been arranged.
But only this time, he spoke clearly and decisively.
"Speed up, speed."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Phoenix Guards, who had been entangled with the green skins, reversed their previous decline and spread out to leave a free fighting space. The white shimmer that burst out was more intense than ever before.
The rune halberd easily pierces the enemy's body, like a spearhead piercing the greenskin's heart, and Kazoin is the tip of the spear. Every time he sweeps, pierces, or provokes, he often takes away several lives.
Greenskins who are too close will be lucky enough to bypass the Phoenix Guard's protective layer of divine power, but they will also be subject to the cold gaze of the gods, and will fall into hesitation and fear.
The Phoenix Guards, who are going all out, have completely changed their past impressions. Everyone thinks that this is just an army of iron bastards protected by divine power. Unless they want to die, it will be difficult to break through.
But now the gesture of moving forward quickly and step by step fully shows that they just have nothing to do and are waiting for their fate to come.
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"anger……"
Oliveira took a deep breath. He could feel it more than ordinary elves. There were many chosen elves, such as Kadroin, Aislin, Alfonso...but there were only a few incarnations.
Many gods who invested in the war in heaven were not affected and fell in the end, and they took back their power in the mortal world. Now, only two people, Alarielle and Dais, can be called incarnations. They are symbols of the will of the gods, but they are also Not gods.
Only Imrik, many people regard him as the incarnation of Asuryan, but Oliveira clearly knows that, strictly speaking, the Phoenix King is already Asuryan.
"Boy elf, something doesn't seem right about your situation."
Agrim was keenly aware that there was a brief pause for the Edreze Blade who was traveling with him, as if they were all hit by some weird enchantment spell. Although they quickly woke up and returned to normal, it did not cause serious consequences. But the Butcher King is still a little worried.
"Speed up, the situation in Fort Fearless has changed."
This is the simplest and most useful statement to Agrim.
"Damn, it's another Elf riddle."
The Butcher King grunted, slashed through the goblin that attacked Oliveira with his giant ax, and returned to his original excitement and fury.
"Come and fight me to the death!"
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"Your Majesty, there is an omen from the Platinum Flame Temple, and the holy flame briefly swayed strongly."
Lilaze bowed down and told the queen what had just happened. The Platinum Flame Temple and the Island of Death were the former the center of elves' faith and the latter a super magic circle related to the fate of the world. The queen was obliged to know anything unusual.
"What does the Regent have to say?"
Alarielle rubbed her brows, she was supposed to preside over the overall situation of Lothern as another elven monarch after Imrik left for the old world, and assist Drachnir in stabilizing the nobles of the kingdoms.
As expected due to Draconir's unfamiliarity, Prince Caledor took over the government affairs of the royal court smoothly, and in the eyes of the queen, he handled it better than his father.
At least I won't ignore some things because of prejudice and dissatisfaction.
"Calledor's current focus is entirely on the upcoming war..."
After Lilaze answered, she looked at the queen carefully.
The Queen is a staunch peacemaker and advocates steady development. Even though she has made many concessions due to her close relationship with the Phoenix King, she has delegated power to the War Council without interfering. She only mentioned a few words about Anulli for the benefit of Avalon. The invasion of monsters in the mountains.
But this time Caledor's goal in the war is very clear. It is to invade, occupy and rule Bretonnia, instead of using a series of political means to induce the human nobles to join forces to let Caledor take over, and spread the power of elven democracy. The glory of the country will restore the prosperity of the ancient colonial era.
"It's a war plan again... I still don't like Caledo's rhetoric. Can't it be more tactful and say it's a self-defense counterattack?"
Alarielle sighed, not caring at all how far Drachnir was prepared to go. She finally understood. If Imric hadn't forced him to say that the threat of the Chaos Gods was far more serious than before, she would have returned to the past. The glorious Caledonian princes dare to declare war on the world.
"About the strangeness of the Holy Fire?" Lilaze emphasized the theme. If His Majesty is not present, the decision can only be made by another His Majesty.
“Let Dracnir find an excuse, so as not to accuse me of interfering again… Speaking of which, I haven’t seen Menil for a long time.
Lila Ze, taking advantage of Adila's absence, found a reason to invite Gladys to Avalon... and brought Menil with her by the way. "
The last sentence is probably the key point.
Looking at the expectant queen, Lilaze kept slandering in her heart, how much you doted on Dracnir back then, how disgusted he was when he interfered with you in the royal court.
Now raising Menil would really give Caledo the monopoly on the Phoenix King, wouldn't it? (End of chapter)