Everyone subconsciously stopped whispering. The hall was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. The thought of the 'end of the world' could not be suppressed once it was born. It was like a shining sword hanging above everyone's head, ready to fall at any time.
At this moment, it seemed too late even if they wanted to be drunk or in a dream.
"My lord, we have all heard of the legend of the World's Dusk, but we never thought that we would face it in our lifetime," Veronica said in a deep voice. "We don't mind running away, but we really can't find a way to face it. We can't think of what to do."
"There will always be hope, but we can't passively wait for it to come," Tuman replied slowly. "We have faced such threats time and time again, but we always survived under its claws. This is because in every era, we have heroes who are willing to give up everything."
"Heroes?"
"Not just one person, but the heroes of an entire generation, or even many generations. The power of mortals is not weak, but first, you must show courage. "
"Courage?" Veronica frowned and looked at the others. Everyone had a puzzled look on their faces. "Lord Tuman, what do we need to do?"
"Just like a thousand years ago when you united together to fight against us. Are the Miirnas strong? Compared to mortals, they may be strong, but we still lost to you, didn't we? " Tuman looked at these people. His agate eyes showed a hint of excitement and anticipation. "You are the descendants of the Four Wise Ones. You are far from fighting alone. At least Lady Martha will always be by your side. But this is your world, and your era. Whether it survives or not depends on your will."
"I understand." Veronica suddenly replied.
"The people of Fanzin have never forgotten the sacred oath," Rodrigue said at this time. "The appearance of the Order of the Silver Horse here proves this point. We may have some hatred in the past, but the descendants of the Four Wise Ones have never forgotten that noble belief. We established this new order to protect and not destroy. We will take over everything from the Miirnas, and we will do better than you."
"Very well. The fate of this world is handed into your hands because of an invisible will. I hope it will give Wohnde a different future, just like Lady Martha's promise. Odin and I hope so too, and so do the Four Wise Ones." Tuman looked at the Fanzin Knight captain, and then at everyone else. "There is a secret buried in the Alkash Mountains. It is one of the five most powerful fortresses of mortals and gods since the era of the Azure Knight. It is the center of the entire Tiamat defense system. Part of the wreckage of Babel Tower is located underground in the final battlefield. As long as you activate it, you can use it to resist the invasion of the Crystal Cluster Army. Otherwise, with the remaining power of the Cruz Empire, it will be difficult to resist these minions of Dusk."
"Babel Tower!?" Valla could not help but be surprised. "Mr. Tuman, isn't that the legendary fortress of the gods? Legend has it that it fell to the earth after the era of the Azure Knight and was completely destroyed."
"That is a fact. The war with the Dusk Dragon was tragic. In order to prevent the Dusk Dragon from invading our world, almost none of the gods survived that war. At the last moment of the war, the Azure Knight and the ancestors of the Bugas divided Babel Tower into two, using the upper half to resist the fatal blow of the Dusk Dragon. The upper half of the Tower of Babel and the Great Library were completely destroyed, and the Bugas were left stranded on the earth."
"… and the other half of Babel Tower fell to the ground, into the central area of the Great Plains. This disaster caused the Great Plains to be divided into two, and the Alkash Mountains were born. Since then, the climate to the east of the Great Plains has been completely changed, turning into the great glacier we see today. "
"So that's how it is, there's actually such a history …" Veronica murmured. "Could it be that the Great Library is the legendary Silver Library guarded by the ancestors of the Bugas?"
"Yes," Valla nodded. "Legend has it that after the destruction of Babel Tower, the inheritance of the gods was completely lost, and the level of power of Wohnde was once reduced. From then on, they entered the era of mortals, all because of the destruction of the Great Library."
"Isn't that the case?" Tuman also replied. "In fact, the documents and War Slate in the Great Library were not completely lost, they were just lost outside the boundary of the elements. In the thousands of years since then, the Knowledge Dragon Crystal has been secretly collecting these precious inheritances."
"War Slate?" Vahina suddenly asked. "Are you talking about those silver slates that fell from the sky? I seem to have seen them at Brando's place."
"That is the last gift the crystal gave you." Tuman sighed. "The gods have left us, and the future of Wohnde must be created by you."
In the silence, Veronica asked again. "Babel Tower that fell to the ground, is it in the Alkash Mountains?"
"To be exact, it is under the battlefield of the Final Battle. In fact, generations of Darkness Dragons have spent a long time looking for its whereabouts. The generation of Darkness Dragons before me and Odin finally determined its location. We placed the battlefield of the Final Battle here to protect this fortress …"
"That baby girl," Valla suddenly said with a trembling voice. "Is she also …?"
Tuman glanced at him and nodded. "About her origin, you will understand in the future. But you guessed right, it is exactly as you imagined."
The Great Sage could not help but take a deep breath, his face unreadable.
Veronica looked at Valla strangely. She knew in her heart that there must be some secret. She could not help but think of everything that happened on the Final Battle sixty years ago. She even thought of Brando's grandfather, the former Marshal. Although she vaguely felt that there might be some connection in her heart, she could not make up her mind at the moment.
However, Rodrigue, the leader of the Order of the Silver Horse, was not interested in the secrets of Cruz's people. He asked, "Is it easy to find there?"
"I can take you there."
"Can we find a way to activate it?"
"It is a little troublesome, but it is not a problem for you."
"We can rely on this fortress to fight against the Twilight Dragon?"
"Of course not," Tuman shook his head. "It is at best the wreckage of the Babel Fortress. Although it can still play some role, when it is in good condition, the gods can't even use it to fight against the Twilight Dragon."
"Then what do we need it for?" Rodrigue was puzzled.
"Fighting against the Twilight Dragon is still too far away for you, but you first have to find a way to stop its claws and fangs. Can you fight against the Crystal Army?" Tuman stared into Rodrigue's light blue eyes and said, "Cruz's people are already powerless, but Fanzin's people don't seem to be able to pull out more troops, right?"
Rodrigue opened his mouth. Although he wanted to refute, he also knew that Fanzin's appearance was much better than the current Cruz Empire, but in fact, since a few months ago, the empire had been fighting a war in the east. The war was covered up very well by the upper echelons of the empire. Many people in the empire did not even know who they were fighting, but the war was so fierce that it began to have an impact on the empire.
In many areas north of the Ten Harbors, the young and middle-aged had been drawn away, and the scale of recruitment would expand to more prosperous areas. Even with the support of the elves of Eleranta, it seemed to be of no help.
As the commander of the empire's highest military force, Rodrigue of course knew who the empire was fighting against, and his trip to help Cruz's people was actually, in a sense, helping the empire itself.
Fanzin's people could no longer afford to open up another battlefield in the south.
Thinking of this, he could not help but shut his mouth.
Tuman looked at him and Veronica, then continued, "If you want to resist the invasion of the Crystal Army here, relying on the strength of Fanzin's people and Cruz's people is not enough. Remember what I said before, this is not only a matter of you, but a choice that the entire Wohnde must face."
"What do you mean?"
"Ask the Wind Elves for help. Babel Fortress is here, but an empty fortress is not enough. If you want to use it to resist the claws of the Twilight Dragon, you must have soldiers. Kirrlutz is about to die from blood loss. Even if you add in your Red Army, how sure are you that you can win? So only the Wind Elves can help you, you must ask your former allies for help … "
"The Wind Elves …" Veronica frowned.
Forming an alliance with the Wind Elves.
This topic caused everyone to fall into silence.
Not only Cruz's people, but even Fanzin's people showed a difficult expression. The four Sages and the Silver Folk had once formed a sacred alliance, but this alliance was soon abandoned. Ever since the Second Holy War, the descendants of the Wise Ones had been fighting against each other. After several generations, the tacit understanding and warmth that had once existed between the Wise Ones and the Wise Ones had disappeared. All that remained was an unhealable rift and hatred.
If Fanzin's people and Cruz's people still maintained a tacit understanding, but the rift between the Wind Elves and humans was even more glaring. The grievances between the two different races had been planted since the moment they separated from each other. After experiencing a coup, a rebellion, and the death of the Sages, the Wind Elves sealed the Wilderness of the Four Territories, hid in the green forest, and built their cold and exclusive Elven Court.
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