"Twilight is His gaze, so the world falls into Eternal Night."
Baron Williams didn't know when he came to Hernan. He knelt on the ground respectfully, then raised his head and prayed to Hernan.
"Are you willing to become a believer in our Lord?"
His expression was extremely uneasy, but full of unquestionable orders.
In His Highness Hernan's eyes, the war in front of him was no longer there. The blood of the fighting was like burning flames in his eyes, as blazing and bright red as the flaming clouds in the sky at dusk and sunset.
His eyes gradually became dull, because in the depths of his soul, he was looking directly at a great existence, His supremacy, His omniscience, and omnipotence. He just looked at Hernan, and let the latter see the Twilight flames reflected in the world by His power, which made his whole person tremble.
Hernan couldn't answer Williams's question, because he was already crazy with excitement. On his body, Twilight reflected the hazy flames. In the flames, there were ancient whispers and his own murmurs.
"Your bloodline has long been cursed, spurned, and exiled at the end of Abyss. Only my Lord can save your bloodline."
"Let your blood and your past shine with new glory in Twilight. You will become the king of Andara. In your body, the blood will be great again."
"You just have to... believe in the glory of my Lord."
Williams murmured piously. He used a dagger to outline a twelve-pointed star pattern on his chest. He raised his head with blood dripping but extremely pious. Looking at Hernan at this moment, he was as humble as a believer facing Deities.
"I pray for your return, I pray for you to give me strength, and I will bring you... more joy."
A hoarse roar gradually appeared in Hernan's mouth, roaring like a beast, but soon it became a sacred and noble voice.
"I... permit your sacrifice."
In an instant, Twilight disappeared, and when night came, the afterglow of Twilight also cast its last light on Williams.
So the powerless Baron became bloated in just a few seconds, and his flesh and blood were twisting and reorganizing. There seemed to be some kind of inexplicable monster in his body, but his skin was never damaged.
He stood up, his figure loud and heavy, as towering as a mountain peak.
Baron Williams looked at his hands. The unparalleled power surprised him. He succeeded and easily obtained the power of Legendary.
"Only faith is the most perfect transcendence. Others have practiced it for many years, but I only need it in an instant."
He laughed, then looked into the distance and looked at Grand Duke McReynolds.
"Mortal..."
Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly discovered that Grand Duke McReynolds had disappeared.
Did he avoid himself? Baron Williams thought so, and then laughed.
What about Wind Emperor? It's not like you have to crawl under the skirt of my Lord.
"Ugh——"
The sound of horns was heard in the distance, and Grand Duke McReynolds retreated.
"Otherworldly God..."
He whispered in a low voice that the reason why he did not face Baron Williams and retreat was that he did not want to have too much involvement with Otherworldly God. Unless he could kill the other party and obtain the other party's Divine Essence, then he might be able to have the Demigod form.
But the power given by Otherworldly God can turn mortals into Legendary, which means that he is still alive... and is extremely powerful.
MacReynolds is not willing to face such an enemy, and does not care even if he loses the war.
"Don't force me..."
The eyes of this Wind Emperor reveal the madness hidden deep in his pupils.
If it really comes down to life and death, he doesn't mind fighting Otherworldly God in the world.
On this day, Pastor Soto, the palace priest of the Andara Kingdom, received a letter from Grand Duke McReynolds. This high-ranking priest, second only to King in the entire kingdom, had an extremely ferocious and crazy expression at the moment he received the letter.
"Heretic! How dare you come to the world that our Lord is watching!"
His eyes suddenly looked into the depths of the Royal Palace, and his voice became cruel.
"Andara Royal Family, the cursed bloodline..."
On this day, Pastor Soto left the royal city without saying goodbye and went to the most prosperous city in the kingdom, Wall of Dawn City, a huge city that believed in Dawn.
At the same time, more than 100,000 devout Dawn Believers in the Andara Kingdom went to that city like a pilgrim in various ways.
On the battlefield to the west.
The coalition forces were chasing the fleeing McReynolds Family army, and they tasted victory. These soldiers may not be good at fighting without fear of death, but they know how to fight a war with the wind.
"The head of MacReynolds, the traitor of the kingdom, will hang high in the palace of King. The world will see the price of betrayal. The dignity of the kingdom must not be desecrated!"
There are fanatical nobles roaring, loyal to their own Monarch, they cannot tolerate the betrayal of other followers, even if he is a grand duke, a powerful Legendary.
"For my king!"
"For my king!!!"
Thousands of soldiers were roaring. The power they unleashed at this moment was terrifying. They were no longer afraid of death. It was not the forced fear, but in the face of the fanatical blood, nothing could hinder their loyalty to King.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Andara Royal House's majesty and loyalty in this land are still high.
After chasing for a full two kilometers, the thick horn sound sounded, and the soldiers returned.
They didn't know the fear of those soldiers who had already died on the battlefield at the front.
They believe that the other party is the same as themselves, and their loyalty to King masks their fear of death, so they launch an attack.
Most of the people who saw that scene have died, and the few remaining people are also devout believers of Twilight.
In Hernan's military tent, the nobles and knights were beaming with joy.
"Your Highness, your talent is unparalleled in the world. Under your leadership, we will defeat the traitor MacReynolds. As the kingdom Crown Prince, you will take back the land given to Griffin Grand Duke!"
"No one can shake your majesty!"
After complimenting His Highness the Prince, everyone's eyes also turned to Baron Williams. They still knew that the other party was commanding this war.
He has a pair of eager eyes, can command an army of 100,000, and defeat MacReynolds nobles, he will become the favorite of the kingdom.
Baron Williams humbly responded to everyone's kindness, but Anla Leta, who was sitting in the corner, had doubts in his eyes.
As Legendary, even after becoming Witch Ghosts, he felt that something was not right. He had seen this Williams before. He was just a stupid little nobleman, and he was very cautious in front of everyone and did not dare to provoke him.
But now, the contempt hidden deep in his eyes could not be hidden from him.
Did the victory in this war make him swell? Or should I say...
Anla feels something is wrong, not only Baron Williams, but also His Highness Hernan. The other party's eyes look very much like Monarch... no, even more cold and dignified than Monarch.
The nobles came in for so long, but he didn't say a word. It seemed that everyone in front of him was as unnoticeable as ants in front of him.
He didn't know what happened. His Witch Ghost Legion didn't even participate in today's war. The Leta people who were used to being excluded and isolated prevented him from asking about the difference he felt in the first place.
What if this is the case?
As Witch Ghosts, he is not very good at twists and turns among nobles.
In the next few days, under the command of Baron Williams, the army captured two-thirds of the Grand Duke McReynolds family's land.
Basically, they can be occupied by the army once they arrive. Although the Grand Duchy is large, the main population and troops are concentrated in key places.
South, Unicorn Fortress.
Listening to the news from the north, Otto was a little irritable.
"What's going on? How could father lose? Witch Ghost Legion of the Leta Family, plus several other count armies, are no match for father."
Only by occupying Unicorn Fortress could Otto truly understand the power of his father.
With his own strength, he broke through Unicorn Fortress's extraordinary defense, allowing him to face only one-tenth of the weaker enemies.
How could such a person, such Wind Emperor, be defeated in a war?
He was impatient, but there was no explanation in the letter from the north.
Grand Duke McReynolds did not give any explanation, but a personal announcement from the Andara Kingdom kingdom gave Otto the answer and shocked the entire Southern Continent.
"Crown Prince, His Highness Hernan of the Kingdom, betrayed his bloodline, betrayed Lord of Dawn who served the Kingdom, and became heretics!"
"Andara Kingdom deprived Hernan of his surname and expelled him from the ethnic group. He is no longer His Highness of the Kingdom, and is no longer Crown Prince of the Kingdom. He is an evil heretic, and Andara Royal Family will fight to the death."
"All nobles, knights, commoners, and slaves who are with Hernan will be regarded as Andara Kingdom's unrelenting enemy!"
"He was never my son, he is a damned heretic!"
Old King's anger seemed to be accelerating his lifespan, but such a fierce announcement also shocked the nobles on the Southern Continent to reveal the truth.
"His Royal Highness Prince Hernan of the Andara Kingdom actually believed in Otherworldly God?"
"He's dead."
"Andara Kingdom is probably dead too."
At this moment, the entire Southern Continent's attention was attracted to the Kingdom of Anda to the north, and even the war that intensified in Thousand Lakes Province between the empire and the Church seemed bleak.
Why? Because it really involves the existence of Deities.
None of the wars between the Empire and the Church really touched that taboo, which was Deities.
The God of Light of the Empire and the Lord of Dawn of the Church are essentially the Sun hanging high in the sky, the creator of all things. The Empire just changed his name and provided him with faith.
Similarly, on the continent of South, every noble territory is a devout believer in Dawn or light, and they believe in the same Great Being.
For Him, the war between the empire and the Church is just a civil war fought by his followers to please themselves.
But now Andara Kingdom is different, there is a heresy, Otherworldly God's belief is robbing His authority and territory.
"Die!"
This time, Pope on Holy Mountain didn't even have such fierce words. The infinitely cold command seemed to be a verdict against Hernan, just like the wind and snow under Northlands Winter's Chill, which would drown all heretics.
If the war with the empire is a war of faith, then facing Hernan at this moment is a holy war!
Within one day, Pastor Soto in the Wall of Dawn city within the Andara Kingdom received six Grand Holy Blessings one after another, and the rich holy light filled the entire city.
"This is a holy war to serve my Lord!"
"Kill the heretics and you will receive the blessing of our Lord!"
At this moment, Pastor Soto took over the highest authority in the Andara Kingdom regarding everything about Church of Dawn. Heretics appeared within his area, and only the most extreme method could be used to prove his pious belief.
Otherwise, this will become a topic of criticism within the Church, and it will also become a nightmare that he cannot get rid of.
"Heretics must die! All humans who are close to heretics will be regarded as heretics of the same kind!"
Pastor Soto gave the nobles a day because he knew that it was impossible for all the nobles around Hernan to be followers of Otherworldly God.
But what he didn't know was that on the same day, there was another Twilight on the battlefield.
Hernan held the priesthood to Twilight.
Countless blood burned on the ground, and in the bloody flames, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thumb-sized prism-shaped blood-red crystals were condensed.
These crystals fell on tens of thousands of soldiers. Those soldiers looked at Hernan in robes with piety and awe, then held the crystals with both hands and pressed them towards their eyebrows.
In an instant, a beast-like roar was heard on the battlefield.
In the distance, Witch Ghost Legion Chief Anla looked at the scene in front of him in shock. He was sure that this was a sacrifice, but it was definitely not a sacrifice to Lord of Dawn.
Lord of Dawn never accepts such a bloody sacrifice. His glory allows every believer to bathe in the Kingdom of Heaven light of warmth and tranquility.
"Otherworldly God!"
At this moment, he finally reacted with numbness, and then commanded his army to evacuate without hesitation.
"Come on, get out of here quickly. If the Church finds out, I don't know how much trouble it will be!"
On the issue of heresy, the Church never accepts any room. In addition, he is Witch Ghosts, Extraordinary Legion of the Leta Family is Witch Ghost Legion.
They are not born believers of Dawn. Witch Ghosts has its own Great Being.
Anla dare not get involved.
But Hernan seems not to let this army go.
He floats in the sky, and his voice falls with divine majesty.
"My people, go and bring back the heretics that I have laid eyes on."
Answer his question Baron Williams and tens of thousands of soldiers whose bodies are filled with gray flames.
At this moment, Baron Williams is Legion Commander of this Extraordinary Legion. Tens of thousands of extraordinary soldiers loyally obey his orders. They are no longer ordinary soldiers, not even ordinary extraordinary soldiers, but the dependents of Deities.
On their bodies, the gray-white bones gradually turned into something like armor covering their bodies. The originally short human warriors gradually turned into tall warriors covered with bones. The Blood-Red Crystal between their eyebrows seemed to become their eyes, as well as their noses, mouths and ears.
They ran wildly on the ground, killing Witch Ghost Legion. Faced with this menacing enemy and Baron Williams who was blocking them, Anla couldn't help but be violent.
"You want to stop me?"
Witch Ghosts roared, and all kinds of ferocious weapons in their hands were also taken out at this moment.
"Eat them all! Please my lord!"
Witch Ghosts roared. Of course they couldn't contact Great Being at the end of their bloodline, but that didn't prevent them from balancing the momentum of both sides when facing an incarnation of Deities.
Witch Ghosts is still powerful. Their combat effectiveness is almost equal to that of Twilight Kin, but there is one biggest problem, and that is quantity.
In the previous fight with the Griffin Legion, Witch Ghost Legion lost too many Witch Ghosts soldiers. Now facing these Twilight Kin, the disparity in numbers caused them to retreat steadily.
Anla is not killing, his voice as Legendary echoes under the sky.
"Are you all blind? Or do you also serve Otherworldly God?"
His roar made the nobles and knights react. No matter how crazy they were, they realized the seriousness of the matter at this moment.
"Get out! Leave quickly, we have nothing to do with heretics!"
A knight rode up to his army and shouted loudly to command his army to leave here and return to his own territory.
"We can't leave. We must destroy these heretics and obey my orders."
Some people do not think that they can get away with this method. They want to help Witch Ghost Legion fight against the heretical army. This is the authority and deterrence that Lord of Dawn has left in this world over its long years.
The reason why the Church is powerful can also be seen from this.
But what they didn't expect was that when the knights came to the army and tried to command the troops to leave, and when the nobles shouted to gather the troops to their side to fight the heretics, some soldiers had already come to their side, and then waved their weapons.
The weapon pierced the chest, and the spurt of blood made them turn their heads in disbelief, looking at the soldiers who were loyal to themselves and their noble lords.
What they saw were pairs of indifferent eyes, as if they were praying, but the movements in their hands did not look like the troops they had personally trained. There was an unfamiliar loyalty on the familiar faces.
"You..."
At this moment, tens of thousands of troops were in chaos. Some soldiers had already become believers of Twilight in the past few days, serving by Hernan's side. The other small number of soldiers were awake, but looking at the densely packed heads around them and the eyes staring at them, they didn't know whether to surrender or ask for help.
They were about to cry without tears, and the palms of the soldiers holding weapons were trembling. As resistance and killing broke out in a corner in the distance, the original army of 100,000 people began to fight each other clearly.