Under the vast white color, the northern ice field is covered with thick snow, and the hard ice is frozen under the snow layer, which is uneven. The low hills and continuous mountains and rivers are covered with snow, and the outline of the rocks cannot be seen. The white color stretches to the end of the field of vision.
The wind kept blowing and the snow kept falling.
Sometimes it gets bigger and sometimes it gets smaller, and there is no fixed pattern.
Time passed like this day by day with the wind.
On the south side of the ice sheet, on a relatively flat piece of land covered with thick ice, sits a border town.
The wooden sign at the entrance of the town was eroded by the wind and snow, and was mottled. The low stone houses were crowded together, with heavy snow on the roofs. Smoke curled up from the chimneys, which was blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.
The population here is not large.
There is almost no permanent population, and the people inside are a mixed bag of people from all walks of life.
The most human beings: Goblin and Dwarf can also be seen, and they are also highly mobile. They are mostly adventurers, bankrupt businessmen, and exiled criminals who cannot survive in their place of origin----
They gather like vultures at the edge of this remote ice field, hunting monsters in the snow and reselling cold zone ores to earn a living.
Such people are always vigilant and wary no matter where they are, do not trust the surrounding environment, and rarely interact with strangers.
When interacting with other people, even if they take the initiative to talk, they often have some special purposes.
As a result, the atmosphere of the entire town is slightly depressing.
There were people walking around on the street, but they rarely even made eye contact, let alone exchanged greetings.
The only lively place is a pub.
It is now night, and it is extremely dark outside. Velvety snowflakes are falling from the night sky, covering the quiet town. Only the occasional collisions and conversations can be heard in the tavern. The bright lights are scattered through the frosted windows, casting light spots on the snow. The smoke rises up the chimney in wisps. In this world of Frozen World, it is rare to have a trace of life.
Inside the tavern, the air was turbid and hot.
Throw dice, play cards, arm wrestling, wrestling.
People gathered together in twos and threes, playing their own games or talking to each other. It was completely different from the cold atmosphere outside, and it seemed like another world.
There were several figures sitting at the bar against the wall.
A human with a messy beard and a flat face took a sip of ice-cold beer, wiped his mouth, and suddenly said mysteriously, "Hey, have you heard that?"
"A few guys came back from the south and got some exciting news."
He paused deliberately.
When he felt that eyes were on him and whetted his appetite, he continued, "It is said that when Saint King from Lothern went to Cloudpiercer City to meet the Holden emperor, in front of all the Holden ministers, he directly rejected Holden's contract proposal without giving any face!"
"He also told Holden's Immortal One to talk to him in person, otherwise there would be no need to talk. The emperor, who is like a puppet, has no right to talk to him. It is said that Emperor Holden's face turned black with anger and he almost vomited blood."
It was said in a very realistic and vivid manner. Just hearing this description, I thought he was at the scene.
At this time, a muffled voice sounded.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Who doesn't know that Lothern Saint-King relies on Holden to become Immortal Realm? How could he be so rude?"
The human turned his head and saw no one.
He scratched his head in confusion. "Strange, who is talking?"
Bang!
A generous palm hit the bar table hard, causing the wine to spill out.
The bearded and stocky Dwarf poked his head out from the other side of the bar, his eyes wide open and almost going crazy.
"It's me, your uncle Dwarf!"
"You long-tongued human being, I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"
Human beings just give up when they see good things, laugh, and raise their hands in a gesture of surrender.
"Haha, I'm just kidding, don't be angry, Mr. Dwarf."
"Come, let me buy you a drink to calm down."
Give Dwarf a glass of strong drink.
The human changed the subject and spoke seriously, but there was still a hint of joking in his voice.
"You don't know that Lothern Saint-King does rely on Holden Immortal Realm, but he is not grateful for it."
"On the contrary, he was holding his breath."
Hearing this, Dwarf was curious and took the person's wine. He stopped being angry and frowned and asked, "Are you holding your breath? Why? Without Holden's support, he would not have the chance to touch Immortal Realm's threshold."
"This is a great kindness. What can he be angry about?"
Lothern Saint-King relied on the help of Holden to break through the Immortal Realm. This fact is well known throughout Atlant.
At this time, not only Dwarf, but also some people around who heard the conversation between the two, quietly pricked up their ears out of curiosity.
Human beings feel satisfied, with a proud smile on their flat faces.
He leaned forward and whispered, "This is a secret. I am telling you, but you must not tell it nonsense, let alone say it is me."
"I heard from an old guy at the top of Holden that Lothern Saint-King sold his body to get the appreciation of Holden Immortal One in exchange for the opportunity to break through."
Dwarf felt that this human being was full of lies and slapped the table again.
"Fart! Immortal One and Lothern Saint-King of Holden are both males. How can they sell their bodies?"
The human smiled and winked.
"That means you have little experience, Mr. Dwarf. Those big guys have been alive for a long time. What tricks have they never played? The more ridiculous this sounds, the more likely it is to be true."
"Besides, what happened to the male?"
"At their level, does gender still matter?"
"Whatever gender, for them, conquering and humiliating a strong person is probably the most satisfying thing for them."
There were bursts of suppressed laughter all around.
Because of the conversation between the two, more people began to focus on Holden Immortal Realm and Lothern Saint-King, making their self-righteous guesses more and more outrageous.
If it were in the royal cities of these two kingdoms, or some important cities, based on these people's blasphemous words, even if they died a hundred times, their souls would be taken out to light up sky lanterns.
But this is a remote place.
The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and there is a lack of supervision and public opinion control.
Moreover, the people at the bottom whose living environment is already harsh, what they usually like to do most is to arrange those big shots,
Sexy news and conspiracies among high-ranking people.
It's as if, by discussing these lofty existences, oneself can become taller, as if he is on an equal footing with those big people, or even superior to them in some aspects.
However, although the stories become more exaggerated and the rumors become more and more wild, there is one piece of information that is generally recognized by people.
Lothern Saint-King, refused to renew the contract with Holden.
The honeymoon period between the two countries seems to be coming to an end.
As the night progressed, the tavern was still lively and the fire was crackling.
In the shadow of an inconspicuous corner, there was a young man quietly sipping a beer and listening to all the conversations.
Wearing a white coat, he has a cold and handsome face, his sitting posture is as straight as a pine tree, and his temperament is as sharp as a sword. He gives people a very untouchable feeling, like a sharp-toothed beast in human skin.
The surrounding drinkers also intentionally or unintentionally avoided him, leaving a small quiet space around him. "Holden occupies the sky, Lothern crisscrosses the surface, occupying the ecological niche of Sacred Aura - and as Lothern continues to grow stronger, the relationship between the two countries gradually becomes tense -"
Garos took a sip of wine.
He was thinking in his mind.
In this timeline, because Saint King did not fall or die, Lothern Kingdom never experienced any decline.
On the contrary, with the breakthrough of Saint King and the support of Holden, Lothern has made great progress and has become the largest hegemonic country on the earth.
Although it is still called a kingdom, it already has an imperial demeanor and is very ambitious. Recently, it has gradually lost control and tried to expand its territory on the surface, beginning to offend the authority of Holden.
People in the tavern were chatting and joking but didn't take it seriously.
But with Garos's keen sense of smell, he has already smelled the coming storm.
Is the war going to happen in this timeline too?
However, this would be a good thing for him.
At this time, the voice of White Garos sounded in the bottom of my heart, sighing and yearning, "Holden——This empire hangs above the entire Atlant Continent. It is really like the sun. It is a level stronger than several other empires. Even the sky is their territory."
In the eyes of White Garos, Holden is a completely unreachable behemoth.
Even the dragons are under its shadow.
Garos disagreed.
However, he did not correct the other party's words. After all, for a long time, Holden had been a shadow hanging over his heart.
Garos put down the glass and responded in his heart.
"Holden deserves it."
"Whether it is the elemental planes of earth, water, wind, and fire, or Outer Planes like Heaven, Hell, Abyss, no matter which one you explore, there are risks."
"But risk often also represents opportunity."
"Holden chose to explore the plane, took the risks, paid the price, and now he only got the corresponding rewards."
Wind Elemental Plane is safer than Abyss.
But this is only relative.
However, Holden in this timeline had better luck and benefited from it without paying too heavy a price.
White Garos was confused. "The elemental plane is okay, but Hell, Abyss----who would really choose to explore these planes? That would be crazy."
Garos is silent.
Of course there is.
Moreover, he witnessed and participated in the final end of this empire.
He thought for a moment, glanced at the drunkards in the tavern who were still talking, and then whispered in his heart, "It's almost time."
"Now we should go to a place with more abundant resources, go south, to Ser Wilderness."
White Dragon's body is more comfortable in the ice field environment, but the resources here are still too poor and limited.
Garos's growth rate here has gradually slowed down, and some of it cannot be used.
Hearing his whisper, White Garos whispered, "Ser Wilderness is almost completely under the control of Lothern. Although the resources are relatively abundant, they are basically owned by Lothern's strongholds and guards. Your Majesty, Pale Star, is it too dangerous for us to go here? In case we are discovered——"
Garos raised his eyes slightly.
He looked through the window at the southern night sky and said, "You have to take a longer view, don't just look at the present.
The friction between Lothern and Holden is gradually rising, this will be an opportunity.
In troubled times, heroes emerge and strong dragons emerge."
Over the years, he has been living in the ice sheet, not only because he can develop in a low-key manner here, but also because he is waiting for opportunities and preparing for them.
In the main timeline, the rise of Garos is paved in the flames of war, taking advantage of the disputes between Romanian States to rise up, annex, expand, and conquer.
In this timeline, a similar opportunity is coming.
Even if he does not plan to establish a country, there are still many benefits that can be obtained from it.
White Garos was not slow at all. He immediately understood what he meant and his voice became excited.
"Is it a war? If these two major countries go to war, it will indeed be a good thing for us! Only in troubled waters can we fish!"
War, turmoil, disaster.
Mortals who live a stable life are afraid of these.
But White Garos knows very well that Dragonkin, who is in his position, needs a turbulent era to have a chance to grow up.
In times of peace, the strong are always strong, the weak have no chance of success, and the ruling class is impregnable.
Only in troubled times can the inherent order be broken.
However, White Garos still has a question in his mind.
He thought for a while and said softly, "Holden Empire has been developing and exploring Wind Elemental Plane for hundreds of years, and has obtained countless plane resources from it, as well as the support of those plane creatures.
Even if we fight, Lothern won't be able to hold on for long, right? If the time is too short, it won't mean anything to us. The war will be over before it starts to develop."
Still young----
Garos shook his head slightly and said in his heart, "Don't just look at what people are doing, but analyze the reasons behind it.
Positions, camps, and choices will not change without reason.
Lothern used to be obedient to Holden, but now he has other thoughts and dares to contradict her face to face. Why do you think this is?"
Garos teaches not only combat skills, but also some experience and wisdom in understanding the current situation, both of which are very important.
White Garos was silent for a while and said in deep thought, "Is it because Lothern has some other confidence? It makes them feel that they can get rid of Holden's control?"
Garos narrowed his eyes and praised, "Well, you responded very quickly."
He never hesitates to praise Counterpart. After all, it is no different from praising himself.
"Without confidence, there is no courage."
"Saint King is not a fool. He dares to turn against you, which shows that he has at least one card in his hand that he thinks he can play."
Saint King in the main timeline is more benevolent, or does not have a high desire to conquer. After overwhelming other countries in its heyday, it just allowed them to conclude an alliance together.
I don't know if they are the same person.
Or maybe they are the same, but have completely different personalities.
In short, Saint King in this timeline is more ambitious.
He directly annexed and unified Romanian States, ruling everything from top to bottom with an iron fist.
White Garos thought, "Lothern's confidence——Your Majesty Pale Star, what do you think it will be?"
Garos looked away. "There are many possibilities.
For example, like Holden, you explored a certain Outer Planes and obtained special resources or powerful allies; or you reached a cooperative relationship with some powerful beings and found a new backer----"
Time passed quietly, and the night became darker.
At some point, the figure in white in the corner of the tavern disappeared.
And under the vast night, a white dragon shadow blended into the snow and soared silently in the night sky.
This is a White Dragon with two horns.
The difference from the ordinary White Dragon is that it is far stronger and more powerful than the normal White Dragon, but it is not just strong.
The muscles lurking under the scales are like steel wires. They do not have extremely exaggerated bulges, but have texture lines as clear as a knife, and every inch contains explosive power.
In addition to the body shape and strong and strong posture, some body structures on White Dragon are also somewhat different.
Its claws are sharper, longer and pointed, and its limbs and tail are also longer in proportion than the ordinary White Dragon, giving it even more amazing speed and flexibility. There are some cracked ice-like cracks on the surface of the scales, which look like they are more than just decoration.
This is White Dragon, who is seventy-three years old and Young Adult Stage.
He is still underage, but his body length has reached about 18 meters. If you only look at his body size, he is even better than White Dragon in his prime.
Life Level, He has reached sixteen.
Blade Scroll and Shadow, these two Path Level are also very high, they are not lagging behind, they are almost going hand in hand.
Taken together, it is even stronger than the main timeline Red Iron Dragon at the same time as Life Level.
However, it is still incomparable in terms of pure numerical values, and it lacks those powerful evolutionary characteristics.
Red Iron Dragon itself has the talent of Adaptive Evolution. All attributes are being trained in all aspects. It has accumulated growth day and night, evolved many times, and has no shortcomings in his body.
White Dragon will not work.
This physical condition does not allow all aspects to be developed at the same time, and can only focus on strengthening the attributes of a certain aspect.
White Dragon The wings were waving, and the wing membrane cut through the wind and snow, but did not bring any wind sound, and passed across the sky silently.
About half an hour later, he came to a valley and stood quietly on the high ground on one side of the valley, folding his wings and looking down.
This valley is the territory previously occupied by Garos. He also spent more than one sleep here, and Dragon Lair also built here.
White Dragon's gaze swept across the valley, flickering slightly.
Somewhat similar, but completely different.
If it were in the main timeline, this valley would have a name.
Red Maple Valley.
The place where the Deborah family lives.
But here, Garos didn't find any trace of Dragonkin. The original owner of the valley was just a ferocious beast without much intelligence, and he had been killed long ago.
"Same name, specious kingdom, empire----"
"Will this timeline have the dragons I'm familiar with?"
"If so, will their identities and personalities change?"
Garos was thinking in his heart.
At least for now, he has not encountered anyone he is familiar with, and there are no Goblin Tribe and Barbarians tribes on Borderlands that he has defeated before.
But Garos thinks.
Since there is Lothern and Holden, this timeline may also have some names he is familiar with.
Garos stood at the top of the valley for a moment, letting the snowflakes fall on the scales, then waved his wings and flew into the sky again.
Ser Wilderness is in autumn.
The air is slightly cool, but not bitterly cold. It is like a layer of gauze gently covering the skin. The rolling gentle slopes, hills, and peaks spread to the horizon, and are dotted with dense forests, lakes, rivers, and wide roads opened by humans.
The autumn wind blew a drizzle, and the leaves fell in batches.
The white dragon shadow flew across the sky, glided on the air currents, hovered briefly in the sky, and then landed on a low hill.
He stood quietly, his tail hanging behind him.
Tiny raindrops fell, hitting White Dragon's scales, making a slight clicking sound, and flowing down along the texture of the scales.
After just a few minutes, the ground began to tremble.
A huge figure kept jumping up and down, approaching quickly, making a muffled sound on the ground with every step.
The lord Beast of this hill area, a four-armed violent ape, sensed the aura of the intruder and appeared in front of White Dragon.
It was covered in black-brown hair like steel needles, with tiny splashes of water splashing on it from the rain. Four muscular arms hung down by its sides, and its fangs protruded from its lower jaw, like scimitars.
After seeing the target clearly, the figure stopped.
The violent ape looked fearful and wary, and let out a deep roar at White Dragon. He stood up and stretched his arms to make himself appear as tall and burly as possible, hoping that White Dragon would retreat and leave his territory.
White Dragon glanced at the violent ape, his eyes were calm and his posture was casual, not like he was about to face a battle.
At the same time, he whispered in his heart, "Leave it to you."
The next moment, control of the body is transferred.
White Dragon's temperament suddenly changed. From the confident, calm and bottomless calmness before, he became serious and serious, but the sense of danger to the violent ape actually decreased.
Advanced ape monsters and ferocious beasts generally have relatively high IQs and may not be able to communicate directly verbally, but their intelligence is not necessarily lower than that of humans.
Seeing this scene, feeling the aura of White Dragon and some changes in his eyes and demeanor, Baoyuan was slightly startled.
A ferocious beast of its level has experienced countless battles in the wilderness.
I have seen many opponents whose aura suddenly surges and becomes more dangerous during confrontations or battles, but this is the first time I have encountered an opponent who suddenly feels weaker before fighting.
Is this White Scale trying to pretend to be weak against me?
How cunning!
Baoyuan was angry and felt that his intelligence had been insulted.
If the opponent feels weak as soon as it comes up, then there is no problem. The weak will eat the strong, and it will be driven away or killed.
But the feeling of extreme danger that gave him before suddenly weakened in front of him, completely different from before and after.
What does this mean?
Are you treating it like a fool?
This White Scale is simply insulting my intelligence!
The violent ape stared at White Dragon fiercely, beat its chest with all four arms, making a muffled sound like a drum, and its breath became more and more fierce.
White Dragon on the opposite side slightly bent his limbs, his muscles all over his body were prominent and tightened like steel cables, and his eyes were cold.
The next moment, the violent ape roared, the sound shook the surrounding areas, grabbed a rock on the side with one hand, and threw it towards White Dragon.
At the same time, he turned around and ran.
Slip away, slip away.
The feeling of extreme danger just now still lingers in his heart. Although Bao Yuan is annoyed, he also knows that now is not the time to show off.
It doesn't have the strong will to attack even though it knows the opponent is stronger.
The violent ape ran wildly, crashing into the rain curtain and bushes without looking back.
Just like that, ten minutes later.
It moved slightly slowly and looked back.
No trace of White Dragon was found in the field of vision.
Looking up at the sky again, drizzle is falling, clouds are rolling, and there is no figure of Dragonkin hovering in the sky.
It seems that the other side has given up.
In this vast wilderness, it is not enough to just defeat the target. You must also consider whether the effort is proportional to the gain, whether you are likely to be injured, etc.
That White Dragon may be able to defeat itself, but it may not be able to win at a small cost, so after comprehensive consideration, it is natural to give up.
----Bao Yuan thought so.
Its four arms hung down, breathing heavily, and its spirit became somewhat relaxed.
Just at this moment.
Behind the violent ape, a shadow spread silently upward, climbing up the back of the violent ape with uneven colors along the ground, and then suddenly broke away, turning from black to white.
The whole process is lightning fast and silent.
White Dragon's sharp claws quietly swung out, Dragon Qi ignited silently, attached to its sharp claws, condensed like a blade, cutting the raindrops, air, and wind along the way, and slashed across the neck of the violent ape.
Poof!
Blood surged like a fountain, and a large head was instantly cut off and shot up into the sky, with a relaxed look on its face, as if it was completely unaware that it was dead.
The headless corpse staggered, then fell down together with the head, splashing muddy water in all directions and spreading a dark red color.
White Dragon converged its wings and fell.
He stood on the body of the violent ape, licking the blood on his claws with graceful and careless movements.
Apart from anything else, I learned a lot from this final finishing move.
"Yeah, a decent surprise attack."
Garos commented and gave a qualified evaluation.
This time Hunt, he did not participate in the whole process, and White Garos controlled his body completely.
The result is not bad.
Facing a violent ape whose level was two levels higher than his own, he directly killed it with one blow. His final finishing move was Xingyun Flowing Water Dragon Realm, which was exactly the same and won his true inheritance.
No wonder.
Sometimes just by looking at the moves and movements, you can tell where the opponent learned them----
He was slightly pleased with this.
There is a sense of satisfaction in gradually developing a weak character and seeing him become stronger and stronger, finally no longer so weak and able to stand alone.
White Garos said humbly and sincerely, "It all depends on the combat experience, skills and insights you imparted. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. What you gave me is far more precious than a strong body."
Over the years, whenever he was fighting, or exercising or sharpening his body, Garos would awaken his consciousness, allowing him to quietly feel the changes in his body, and occasionally let him operate it by himself, while Garos would patiently give guidance.
He also gained a lot from this.
From being clumsy and stiff at the beginning, to now, all combat skills are as good as Flowing Water Dragon Realm, and the control of his body has reached a whole new level.
Moreover, at the beginning, he deliberately showed respect out of fear.
By now, those fears have all disappeared.
White Garos can clearly feel that the other party has no ill intentions, and that he really wants to teach himself how to stand in this dangerous and cruel world.
His respect now comes from his heart, treating him as an elder who protects him, like a father and a teacher.
Garos can feel its psychological changes. It felt a little weird at first, but then I got used to it.
He took over his body again and said, "Of course, I know that."
After a pause, he raised his dragon head and looked deep into the rain curtain, his eyes becoming sharp.
"Hurry up and take your time.
In this wilderness, there are more powerful ferocious beasts and monsters, as well as higher quality rare fruits and precious metals, these are our goals."
On the ice sheet, after his Life Level reached sixteen, there were few prey and harvests that could satisfy him.
The ice sheet is too barren and lacks sufficient nutrients and energy, so its growth rate inevitably slows down.
Now in the wilderness, you can develop faster.
At this time, White Garos hesitated for a moment, considered the words in his mind, and finally asked, "When we first contacted, you said that this was your experience and attempt----
Are you ready to leave?"
This mysterious being seems to have given up, and this feeling is becoming clearer.
Recently, Pale Star has allowed him to control his body independently more and more often.
Garos didn't hide anything and said calmly, "Yes.
In a few decades, you will be able to completely take your body back.
When the time comes, I won't show up again."
In this timeline, Garos has spent about sixty years.
He does feel satisfied when he teaches White Dragon about battle memories, experience, and insights, and the feeling he develops is very good.
However, Garos is not a character who wants to be a nanny all the time.
At the beginning, he was very fresh and experienced the new life here with relish.
But as time went by, he gradually felt a little bored and began to miss the exhilarating feeling of vigorous exercise on Neutron Star and Star.
There is also the crazy Disorderly Ones and the hostile Pantheon.
The sense of danger, urgency, and even uneasiness they brought made Garos a little nostalgic.
This is contradictory to his pursuit.
However, he didn't know why he missed these things, it was just how he felt.
Moreover, White Garos has indeed grown up.
Those skills, experiences, etc., ultimately need to be practiced by himself and polished between life and death. He cannot always rely on the protection of others.
Wait for the first scale to light up.
Or, if this White Dragon body breaks through to the Legendary Realm, he will choose to leave.
At the same time, White Garos thought he would be happy.
Although he could occasionally gain control of his body, most of the time, he could only watch on, as if this body no longer belonged to him.
He was even a little worried that what His Majesty Pale Star said was just to give him hope, but in fact he was not prepared to return his body to him.
But--
When he heard the other party say that he was ready to leave and return his body to him, he still inevitably felt some nostalgia and dissatisfaction.
Give up.
White Garos couldn't help but ask, "After you leave - will there be a chance for us to meet again in the future? I mean, will I have the chance to meet the real you and express my gratitude to you in person?"
Garos was silent for a few seconds, then slowly spoke.
"Stay alive, keep getting stronger, and reach Immortal Realm.
When you have infinite life, you will gain infinite possibilities.
Then we may have a chance to meet again."
Immortal Realm?
Does this mean that there is at least one Immortal Realm under Pale Star?!
Hiss, so terrifying!
If White Garos was still controlling his body at this time, he would definitely take a breath of cold air.
No wonder.
Words like "standing on top of the world, standing above countless lives" can be said easily and calmly.
Forced----
White Garos suppressed his excitement and asked, "If your true body comes here, compared with the existences of Lothern Saint-King, Holden Immortal Realm, who is stronger and who is weaker?"
Garos said with a deep smile, "Heh, if you add all of these things together, maybe I can stretch out a hand."
No, what about blowing?
White Garos was speechless, not knowing what to say, and felt that the person on the other end was kidding himself.
Lothern Saint-King and Holden Immortal Realm are both existences standing at the top of the world, but when I think about it, Pale Star seems to never lie, or rather does not bother to lie to himself----
He fell into deep thought.
Immediately afterwards, White Dragon had a full meal, eating the most delicious and nutritious flesh and blood, not caring about the rest, waving its wings and soaring into the sky, breaking through the wind and rain, soaring in the sky, searching for the next suitable target.
The sun and moon alternate, and the four seasons pass.
Time flows by in the wild wind.
White Dragon traveled around the wilderness, continuing to strengthen himself, and silently noted down some resource points that were difficult to touch at the moment but were very important, and waited for the opportunity.
In this way, more than ten years passed by in a flash.
Atlant Continent Something big happened.
In a certain area in the middle of the country, without warning, a Abyssal Rift tore the earth apart and appeared in a kingdom with bottomless depth. Countless Demon swarmed out, Lemure, Berserker Demon, Vrock------flooded the earth, causing a lot of destruction and chaos.
Lothern intervened, and the army immediately went to the front line and occupied a large part of the kingdom's territory.
It is a temporary trusteeship in name, but in reality it is your own.
Rumors spread.
Some survivors claimed to have seen Lothern and talked to Demon, saying that Lothern secretly explored Abyss, reached cooperation with a certain Demon Lord, and took the lead in this incident.
Garos was surprised by this.
In this timeline, Holden Empire chose to explore Wind Elemental Plane, cooperate with Wind Great Spirit, and worship the wind
The main god of elements, the national power has been greatly enhanced. While realizing the dream in the clouds, it has also avoided many risks and is prospering like the sun.
Lothern also became frustrated.
Saint King is not dead, but it breaks through the Immortal Realm.
Everything seems to be moving in the right direction.
However----
Lothern, who had become angry, seemed unwilling to be lonely, and secretly caused Abyss's crisis.
"After going round and round, there is still a similar result. Is this the so-called closure of the timeline?"
"Maybe it's just a coincidence."
White Dragon is thoughtful.
The following year.
A Demon fortress was built in the territory of Lothern, and the rumors were confirmed.
Lothern Saint-King declares personally:
Demon is not the chaotic evil that people imagine, he has made a contract with a wise lord, and we can work together to build a
A brand new empire, a new era is coming.
The whole world was shocked.
Holden couldn't bear the crazy behavior of Lothern. The emperor in Cloudpiercer City issued a crusade order, and the war between the two countries ignited.