Under the guidance of the Lighthouse of Time, Ma Wen and the others finally set foot on the land of Pousson Plane.
All the illusions disappeared, and their feet stepped on solid soil.
There was greenery in front of them.
This was a forest, and there was a pleasant smell of fragrant grass in the air.
Marvin couldn't help but turn around to take a look. Unfortunately, it was also a field of lush greenery behind him.
Hathaway's cold eyes were the last impression he had when he left Fernand.
"No matter what, since I've chosen to start this journey, I must persevere to the end."
"Although the time flow is 21: 1, there's not much time left for me."
"There's no point in stopping or looking back. The only thing I can do is to move forward! "
Ma Wen's eyes gradually became firm.
"Let's go."
The nine dark warriors nodded silently and followed closely behind Ma Wen. They quickly passed through the forest!
Since his birth, Pousson Plane finally welcomed the arrival of the first batch of visitors from the main material plane!
…
Divine Kingdom of Heaven, Shadow Kingdom.
The Shadow Prince Glenos, who was sensing the faith from all over the world, suddenly woke up!
A scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
The visitors from the other world descended from the sky, the lush forest, and the shadow that flashed by!
"It's him!"
Glenos gnashed his teeth in hatred!
"Insignificant mortal, how dare you trespass into my world."
"This time, I'll make sure you don't return!"
A trace of darkness flashed in the Shadow Prince's eyes.
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Pousson Plane, Great Shadow Temple, East Snow Mountain.
The beautiful high priestess was praying with her head lowered. Candles flickered in front of her, and the shadows under the candles were constantly twisting.
"The day will eventually pass away …"
"Only the shadow is eternal …"
She didn't feel bored after praying day after day.
Although God hadn't responded to the prayers of the mages of Pousson Plane for a long time, she still did so gratefully.
She was an orphan, and the Shadow Temple raised her. And the previous High Priestess, with her unique insight, promoted her to the position of the new High Priestess from thousands of orphans.
This was the first time she felt the power of a god after becoming the high priest of the Shadow Great Shrine!
God had opened a window for her, allowing her to see the outside world, which was so vast and boundless.
As for himself, he was so insignificant.
God is great, and mortals are insignificant. If you want peace, you must convert to the shadow of the highest.
She prayed earnestly.
Of course, as usual, God did not answer her. But she was still content. This was her daily homework. Only when she finished it would she feel a sense of relief.
Ten minutes later, the High Priest slowly stood up and left the incomparably noble prayer hall.
The pitch-black door was slowly closed, and two armored guards stood there solemnly.
Not far away, a high-ranking priest quickly ran over and whispered into his ear, "Don't worry.
"Sir Capella, His Majesty the King is waiting for you to discuss how to deal with the newly emerged rebel army in the hinterland of the kingdom …"
Capella said calmly, "How long has he been waiting?"
"About an hour and a half." The high-ranking priest said cautiously.
"Let him wait a little longer."
Capella said expressionlessly, "Last time, his son lowered the taxes of his territory without the consent of the Temple. This provocation of the Temple cannot be forgiven."
The priest wiped his sweat, "Prince Aragon has been deposed … His Majesty the King has also expressed his position …"
"Not enough." Capella said lightly, "These stupid people don't know how to be grateful. The power of faith they provide to God Father is getting less and less. In the long run, God Father's eyes will no longer be focused here, and this place will become an abandoned land. "
"Tell the King that the Nottingham Royal Family is where it is today, not because of how noble his blood is, but because of God Father's favor. He will know what to do. "
"Let's go. Take me to see the newly adopted orphans."
The High Priest gracefully walked down the white marble staircase without looking back.
Beside the luxurious carriage, the entire Nottingham Kingdom's civil and military officials, including the King, bowed their heads and watched the High Priest leave.
A moment later, the high-ranking priest conveyed the High Priest's message to the King.
The elderly King froze there on the spot.
The high-ranking priest showed a trace of pity.
That Prince Aragon was the King's only son.
It was a little unbearable for him to die like this.
…
In the forest, Ma Wen and the others continued to pass through, and soon, they finally reached the edge of the forest.
In the distance was a plain, and in the middle of the plain stood a majestic city.
To the north of the city was a chaotic mountainous area, and the smell of gunpowder could be vaguely smelled.
"White Elephant City."
Standing at the edge of the forest, Ma Wen looked at the city from afar, and a map immediately emerged in his mind.
He still had a fresh memory of the Pousson Plane.
The plane was not big and could only accommodate one or two kingdoms at best.
In fact, the entire Pousson Plane had a population of less than two hundred thousand, and the regular army did not exceed ten thousand.
The area of the Wilderness was not even as big as the East Coast of Feinan.
In the entire Pousson Plane, more than seventy percent of the area was forest, and the rest of the terrain was divided between mountains and plains.
There was abundant rainfall and many rivers. It was a good place to develop agriculture.
In this place, the Shadow Shrine was supreme. The black-robed High Priest had a transcendent status.
Even the King might not have the courage to say harsh words in the face of a high-ranking priest.
This was a typical world controlled by divine authority.
Of course, not everyone was willing to surrender to the gods — this was a turmoil that had been deeply engraved in the blood of humans since ancient times.
Where there was suppression, there would be resistance.
As far as Ma Wen knew, there was only one Nottingham Kingdom in the Pousson Plane, and the King was Nottingham XIII. He was old and muddleheaded, basically a puppet of the black-robed High Priest.
The interior of the kingdom was not monolithic. Because the Shadow Prince had not shown miracles for a long time (showing miracles also consumed a lot of divine power), the faith here was not so firm.
Coupled with the Temple's oppressive rule, the high taxes even made many lords of the territory unable to bear it.
Few civil and military officials were satisfied with the Temple.
But they had no choice. Here, the gods were supreme. The power of the mages could be found in history, and they could also see it with their own eyes. They did not dare to resist at all.
So, despite their dissatisfaction, they chose to endure it for so many years.
And there was always a limit to people's patience.
About thirty years ago, the lords of the three territories in the north colluded and raised the flag of rebellion, ready to overthrow the tyranny of the Temple.
The rebel army was popular, and it went smoothly in the early stages.
But later, the previous High Priest personally left the Snowy Mountains of East Pole with a thousand Paladins of the Temple to fight the rebel army.
Under the terrifying divine arts, the rebel army collapsed at the first touch.
Of the three lords in the north, only one escaped, and the other two were executed.
Since then, these troops turned to the mountains and forests in the north, relying on the terrain to deal with the kingdom.
Thirty years passed, and the power of the rebel army gradually continued to grow.
And White Elephant City was the border city of the Nottingham Kingdom to keep the rebel army out of the border.
The king's only son, the incomparably brave Prince Aragon, was guarding this place.
In Ma Wen's impression, this prince was quite loved by the people. He was very dissatisfied with the high taxes of the Temple, and took the lead in reducing taxes in his territory and White Elephant City. However, he was forced by the Temple. In the end, he was sentenced to capital punishment. His hands and feet were broken, and he was imprisoned in the rotten water dungeon of the Temple.
After that, the rebel army took advantage of the uncertainty of the people in White Elephant City and chose to attack again.
This time, it was also smooth sailing, and they fought their way to the hinterland of the kingdom. Because of the previous lesson, this time, the rebel army cultivated many warlocks and a small number of wizards who could compete with the priests.
The battle became very intense.
But the miracle of the Shadow Prince changed everything.
He appeared in the form of a level-eighteen Holy Spirit, and with the help of the artifact projection, he used the Great Prophecy Spell to destroy the entire rebel army in one go.
In his previous life, Marvin, who was at level 18, managed to sneak into the Pousson Plane by a fluke.
Although he managed to obtain the Secret Shadow Gemstone in a sorry state in the end, he died several times!
This time, he came to this world in advance, hoping to change the course of history.
"I wonder what time it is now. Has Prince Aragon been summoned back by the kingdom?"
Ma Wen thought quietly.
After a while, he ordered the Dark Warriors to hide in the forest and wait for his orders.
As for himself, he disguised himself as an ordinary farmer and snuck into White Elephant City.
…
The bustling White Elephant City was no different from the streets of Fernand.
There was no special exotic style here. Most people still had blond hair and blue eyes, and a few had black eyes, which made Ma Wen feel especially amiable.
The security of White Elephant City was very good, thanks to Prince Aragon's governance.
Ma Wen walked on the streets, carefully observing everything and collecting information.
First, he had to determine the time he was in.
His arrival in the Pousson Dimension would definitely be noticed by the Shadow Prince, but he could not find him in the vast sea of people in the dimension.
He could only mobilize the Temple to deal with him.
As for himself, he wasn't completely without an advantage.
Conquering a dimension with nine people was Ma Wen's slogan as a joke.
To conquer a world, the most important thing was to mobilize the people of this world.
Whether it was the rebel army or Prince Aragon, they were all worthy targets to join forces with.
Ma Wen's goal was very simple. He wanted to completely overthrow the Shadow Temple here and establish a free kingdom.
If possible, it was not a bad idea to turn the Pousson Dimension into a subsidiary of the White River Valley.
After all, the Secret Shadow Diamond and the Twin Flowers of Fate that he wanted were in the Shadow Temple!
Stealing or robbing alone would be courting death.
…
Just as Ma Wen was daydreaming, a shout suddenly came from the street.
"The Temple is executing the rebel army!"
"Now gather everyone. Everyone must go!"
In an instant, the originally orderly street became chaotic.
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