Kirobo, the outskirts of Whitetown.
Kirobo Church wasn't the most majestic church in the entire White City area. After the Year of the Wilderness, the Year of the Jade Forest, and the Year of the Croaking Frogs, the three cathedrals of Kirovi, Osrian, and Babalissa were completed, it became even more obscure. But in terms of history, this church that sat on a mound and weathered by wind and rain was one of the oldest pilgrimages in the Ten Cities area. Its priest, Father Salian, was one of Bishop Bylund's proudest disciples. However, this branch of the Mensa sect didn't pursue fame and fortune, so it was gradually forgotten.
The outskirts of Whitetown were stormy. In the church, on the podium behind the altar, a dark-skinned priest who looked like an old farmer stared blankly at the holy water cup in front of him.
The Holy Water Chalice was a gift from Farnezain. The silver Holy Water Chalice was filled with Holy Water that was filled with magic. It was said that the filthy could see their sins in the reflection of the water, the greedy could see their own ugly desires, the devout could see their firm hope, but only the pure could see the oracle from above the clouds. Although it was just a legend, the holy water cup was indeed the most sacred vessel in a pilgrimage place. It was also one of the fixed ritual props used in the most solemn ceremonies.
The farmers and the poor would occasionally ask for some holy water from the church. It was said that it had healing properties, and Father Salian was willing to give it to them. But at this moment, the thunder rumbled, and the surface of the holy water cup rippled. A layer of black fog seemed to float on the surface of the water. One after another, golden words appeared in the black fog and gradually disappeared.
This strange scene had lasted for a full quarter of an hour.
Father Salian's forehead was full of cold sweat. He kept drawing sacred symbols on his chest and reciting hymns. However, the thunderstorm outside the window seemed to be even more violent. From time to time, the shouts of monks and apprentices could be heard from outside the church. Not long after, an ascetic drenched in water rushed in from the side door with a scripture wrapped in oiled leather. "Father, the scripture has been hidden in the cellar. This rain is strange. The Demonic Wave this time seems to be much bigger than the previous ones."
He suddenly stopped talking when he saw Father Salian turn around with a pale face.
"Father …?"
"Quick, go inform Bishop González. Tell him to inform the Bugas …"
"Inform the Bugas? What happened, Sir Priest? "The cultivator's expression changed greatly.
"Get the Bugas to shut down the monitoring station in the Elemental Frontier." Salian's hand trembled as if he was crazy, and his voice sounded like it came from the depths of hell. "The constellation of Milos has been restored, a god has been resurrected in Wohnde …"
A thunderclap fell.
The buzzing sound echoed in the church for a long time.
The ascetic stood dumbfounded in the middle of the aisle between the three rows of chairs, forgetting what he was supposed to do for a moment.
"Go, go quickly."
"I need to see the Great Sage …"
Sa Lian shivered and looked out of the window.
The wind and rain continued to weave.
…
Shallow Water Town —
After the eighth month, the eastern part of Lantonilan finally showed signs of greenery. The forest was no longer lifeless with withered branches and withered leaves. Rustling sounds could be heard when the wind from Lake Kurkel swept through the forest. Two young men were fishing on the pier by the lake, with a sand bucket by their feet. One of them was yelling as if he did not care that he had scared away his' prey '.
"Hey, Lando, I'm sure I'll catch a pike today. Let's go make fun of John and the others."
"Shut up, you're scaring the fish away."
His companion reprimanded him impatiently.
"Don't worry, now's not the time to take the bait. I'll be quiet later. But the wind today is a little too strong, it won't be easy to reel in the rod." The first young man held his head with both hands and leaned against the wooden pillar of the pier, muttering as he chewed on a blade of grass.
"Can you just shut up —"
Before the second young man could finish his sentence, the entire pier shook as if there was an earthquake. He bit his tongue and could not help but scream. The first young man jumped up and looked around in shock. Finally, his gaze fell on the surface of the lake. In his field of vision, a conspicuous ripple was spreading along the shore towards the center of the lake.
That was definitely not a reverse wave.
"Hey! What's going on? Did the ground move just now? "
"Damn it … Ugh, my tongue … It hurts …"
The young man called Lando was hunched over on the pier. He was in so much pain that he looked like a cooked shrimp. The first young man stood up cautiously. He felt that something was wrong. He looked up. It was the forest. The forest had quieted down. Then, a buzzing sound came from the north. It sounded like the bees in Old John's house, but he knew that it was not bees. There could not be so many of them.
He looked up instinctively and saw a dark cloud coming from the direction of the Deathfrost Forest.
Something big happened!
The young man immediately remembered the group of nobles who entered the forest half a month ago.
Without a second thought, he grabbed his companion from the bridge and ran towards the lakeside. It was at that moment that the second shockwave arrived. From afar, the ground in the forest seemed to be rippling, and the soil that was pushed up by the shockwave swept across the entire northern shore of Lake Kurkel like a wave. The young man had just dragged his companion to the lakeside when he saw the shockwave. He could not help but cry out as he leaped from the bridge and landed firmly on the beach not far away.
Behind him, the shockwave was like a whip, whipping the bridge. The bridge that had stood by the lake for fifteen years in Shallow Water Town trembled as if it was suffering from typhoid fever. In just a moment, it completely fell apart with a crash, turning into a pile of broken wood floating on the surface of the water.
The young man looked at the scene with his mouth agape. There was only one thought in his mind.
What's going on?
… …
The White Gorge had disappeared.
The glacial valleys were melting, and the accumulated snow was collapsing and collapsing. The mountain ranges were fragmented and shattered, and the mountain peaks sank into the ground, leaving behind terrifying cracks. The earth rumbled, and the trembling mountains sang a hymn. The ice layer collapsed layer by layer amidst the song, and a glacier half the size of a town tumbled into a bottomless abyss. It dismembered in the process, making thunderous sounds.
The young Knights of the Folded Sword Knight Regiment stared at the scene in front of them with their mouths agape. The entire canyon had been flattened, and the glaciers on both sides were disappearing like sand in an hourglass. From time to time, someone would lose his footing in the falling snow. The people on both sides hurriedly grabbed him and dragged him up.
Alea was shaking off the snow in his hood, he looked up at the doomsday-like scene, and could not help but feel a little lost. "Marsha above, what's going on, Brund, when did you blaspheme the gods, and now you're being punished by the heavens."
"Shut your stinking mouth!" Brund coughed angrily on the stretcher.
Maynild walked at the front of the team. She climbed up a cliff, then reached back and let Little Pero grab her hand and climb up. "Thank you." The latter shook the snow off his bearskin coat and thanked her.
"We can't go any further."
"What's wrong?"
"Look ahead!" Someone in the team suddenly shouted.
Little Pero narrowed his eyes and looked ahead with his hand on his eyebrows. Straight ahead, the White Gorge had completely disappeared and was replaced by a deep valley. Below the deep valley, the pervasive ice fog was gradually dissipating, revealing an endless black complex of buildings behind. Right below their feet, it looked like stacked obsidian cubes, but each of them was more than tens of thousands of feet long. The mist shrouded these majestic cubes, and at a glance, it looked like the legendary Titan's ark.
At this moment, the glacier was disappearing downward, and these black buildings were slowly rising in the rumbling roar.
"Martha above, what the hell is this …" Alea's eyes widened as he looked at the slowly rising black wall.
Maynild watched quietly, and those strange yet familiar memories seemed to emerge automatically in her mind.
Little Pero turned his head to look at her, "Madam Maynild?"
"Retreat."
"The retreat has long been cut off." Little Pero pointed to the high black wall and asked loudly, "Madam Maynild, do you know something?"
Maynild turned back and stared at the short Knight of Cruz with her dark eyes. She did not say a word, but it made the other party flinch. Little Pero understood the danger and warning in her eyes, and he took a step back subconsciously. This move immediately made him blush. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Maynild. "You want to know what that is?" Without giving little Pero a chance to speak, Maynild opened her mouth and mouthed three words.
"Milos."
… …
All the energy pipes had lit up, and the platform was slowly rising with a humming sound. The darkness faded like a layer of gauze, and light sprinkled down from above, gradually outlining the edge of the entire abyss. On the smooth broken wall, there were countless crystal lattices that transmitted energy. Some of them were in regular lines, and some were in beautiful circles. The entire wall was like an enormous machine. Every part of it was operating in an orderly manner.
The platform slowly rose to the center of this space before it stopped with a buzzing sound.
Ko Hua was in the center of the platform, and only then did she slowly raise her eyelids. At this moment, the black flames on her body had already scattered like falling leaves, revealing the platinum-colored body made of pure lightning below. She opened her eyes, and they were snow-white. Arcs of lightning jumped from her arched face and extended to her slender neck. Her hair was purely composed of lightning bundles bound together.
"It feels good to be reborn."
There seemed to be two voices echoing on the platform. One belonged to Ko Hua, and the other was rolling like thunder. The two voices gradually overlapped and merged into one.
Just as Ko Hua opened her mouth, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, passed through her body, and hit the platform below. Countless ionized particles exploded on the obsidian-like platform like splashes of molten steel, and poured into the deep engravings on the platform. Streaks of platinum-colored light extended in all directions along the ancient patterns, and in an instant, the entire platform seemed to have come alive.
The glowing energy pipes refracted beams of holographic projections into the air. In these projections, the ancient runes flashed: Flame, Eaam, Oss, Aryn. These runes flowed down like rain, forming beautiful data streams and light walls. Brando was almost shocked by this scene, until Ko Hua's voice sounded again.
"The dispute from thousands of years ago seems to still linger in the hall above the clouds. The sad gods have to admit their failure. They have planned a future that is almost certain to be destroyed for the world you call Wohnde. They are about to return fate to you lowly creatures."
"Thousands of years later, you've defeated the Dusk, but Chaos has taken root in your hearts. Greed, sin, slaughter, and endless conquest, you've turned yourselves into the Apocalypse that you once saw in the prophecy"
"The classical order has become a thing of the past. Only entropy exists forever. Today, the gods have once again awakened you. Everything is back to square one. The world was born from chaos and was destroyed by chaos. Reality and prophecy are confirmed one by one. Hmph! Mortals, this is your recompense! "
Then her voice seemed to be replaced by another emotion.
"You have chosen your fate again, mortals."
"We have personally handed the direction of fate back to you, but today, you have returned here again, as if only to prove Alphonse's prophecy."
"You have awakened us again, and we respect your choice. The gods will return to the earth, and we will rebuild the order of the next era."
"And your era is over —"
Brando stared at this scene, as if he was watching an animation in a game. After a long while, he looked up and blurted out, "Are you Ko Hua or Milos?"
Ko Hua lowered her head and looked at Brando. Two different emotions flashed in her silver-white eyes at the same time, but she finally fixed on one of them and said,
"Of course I am Ko Hua."
"But I am also Milos."
Another voice rumbled.
She gently raised her arm, and in front of her, the space seemed to have been thrown with stones, rippling out in circles. After the ripples spread out, holographic projections appeared behind them. Kirrlutz's Vollez, Kroenke at the border of the Four Territories, Toquinin of the Golden Mane Lionmane Beastmen. He could even see the towering golden spires, White City, Thousand Sails Harbor, the rebuilt Cathedral of Ampere Seale, the fortress of Krakoor, the Elven Tip of Sanorso, the Ashen Fortress, and even the faraway Buffalo City that Brendel had only been to once in the Great Ice Age appeared in the countless images. Brendel could even see the towering golden spires, the White City, the Thousand Sails Harbor, the rebuilt Cathedral of Ampere Seale, the fortress of Krakoor, the Elven Tip of Sanorso, the Ashen Fortress, and even the faraway Buffalo City that Brendel had only been to once in the Great Ice Age.
Brando's breathing became a little rapid. He stared at Ko Hua and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Ko Hua looked at him proudly. "Guess?"
A bolt of lightning passed through Brando's mind. "You can't do that!" He shouted through gritted teeth.
"Why not?"
The girl's voice asked softly.
…
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