The first snow in Year 2522 of the Empire calendar came earlier than usual. It was not even November yet, and the Grey Mountains had just finished their autumn harvest a few days ago. The Grey Mountains were already covered in snow.
The climate of the Old World was getting worse and worse. Long periods of low temperatures and various disasters were madly tormenting the mortals of the Old World.
On the Empire's side, the Great Alchemist Balshaz Gelt was ordered to the north of the Empire. Taking advantage of the temporary defeat of the World Spellcaster army and the arrival of the Chaos vanguard army, Gelt built a giant wall along the border of Auster and Austermark in the north of the Empire — the Great Wall of Faith.
This move emptied more than half of the Empire's national strength and made the Kurfürst complain. Many Kurfürst were forced to open their family's treasury to satisfy Gelt's demand. The Great Alchemist guaranteed that the Great Wall of Faith would be able to withstand the Chaos tide for a long time and effectively, provided that the people of the Empire were united. Numerous Empire wizards were responsible for maintaining the operation of the Great Wall of Faith. However, whether the Great Wall of Faith was strong or not depended on how strong the faith of the people of the Empire was.
Charlemagne's Chosen Champion, the Empire's religious leader, and the inheritor of the power of the Twin-Tailed Comet, Volten led an army of about 20,000 people to Tara Beheim. The situation had taken a turn for the worse. Volten and Luther Huss discovered that due to the long disappearance of Kurfürst Helmut Feuerbach, several noble families in Tara Beheim had begun to openly fight for the position of Kurfürst. Order was out of control, and the standing army was either involved in political disputes or paralyzed because no one paid them their salaries.
Unfortunately, what Volten could do for Tara Beheim was limited. Tara Beheim was the headquarters of the Church of the God of Nature, Tara Beheim. Secondly, it was dominated by the faith of Yurick. If not for Volten's special attributes as Charlemagne's Chosen Champion and the glory of Gail Maraz, he would have been kicked out of Tara Beheim a long time ago.
In order to gain the support of Tara Beheim, Volten started the laborious task of clearing out the Orcs in the forest.
On the other hand, tragic news came from Heldenheimer Castle in the Ivy Territory. After a fierce battle in Heldenheimer Castle, the headquarters of the Knights Templars, the army of Kurfürst Marius quickly arrived and defeated Man Frey and his army. But it was too late. Man Frey had already obtained the Nagash armor.
The Grand Tutor of the Knights Templar, Hans-Leitdorf, had already brought the remnants of his army to Brunswick. Firstly, he wanted to question Gelt about his belief in the Great Wall, and secondly, he wanted to ask the Emperor for reinforcements.
With Man Frey's project completed, all that was left was Akerhan's project.
Walking in the mountains of the Grey Mountains, Lich King Akerhan let the snow fall on his body. He knew that he had to hurry. The threat of Chaos was getting closer and closer. The Tomb Kings were also getting restless. He didn't know what Satra was planning, but Akerhan knew that Satra was definitely up to no good. Therefore, he had to obtain the Staff of Nagash immediately to save the undead.
Obviously, Akerhan couldn't bring the three Divine Titans through the Grey Mountains. Not only was it difficult to cross the border, but it was also difficult for the huge Divine Titans to pass through the entire mountain range. Therefore, Akerhan didn't bring too many troops from Sylvania this time. As the main force, a Tomb Guard Legion, a team of Bone Angels, a team of Bound Knights, and a team of Dunkenhoff Paladins supported by Man Frey. They were led by Baron Anak Von Castein of the Von Castein family.
The Von Castein family's Black Knights were powerful, but Akerhan wanted the Blood Knights the most. Ever since the Red Duke died, Akerhan had lost his source of Blood Knights.
Unfortunately, Man Frey didn't have any Blood Knights under his command. The only one in the Von Castein family who could command Blood Knights was Blood Ancestor Vlad Von Castein. One of the two Blood Dragon Lords under the Blood Dragon Patriarch, Valazi Haken, had once given Vlad a team of Blood Knights for him to command. This was the origin of the Von Castein family's Blood Knights.
As for Luther Haken, no one knew where he had gone.
The origin of the Bone Angels, this flying monster made of undead bones, was quite interesting. The origin of this group of flying monsters was the battle between the Nikoharan Dynasty and Nagash's undead army when Nagash rose to power.
When Nagash made up his mind to destroy the Nikoharan Dynasty and completely defeated the last resistance of the Nikoharan Kings with a plague, the Sun God Petra made his move. Petra sent out his own oracles and angels to fight against Nagash for several days and nights. Nagash couldn't win until he used the Necromancer's Veil of Darkness to cover the sky, causing the Sun God Petra to no longer be able to use the power of the oracles given to him by the sun. Only then did he kill the oracles and angels in one fell swoop.
After the angels died, their bones were reforged into these flying monsters as a symbol of Nagash's victory over the gods. Perhaps these once noble creatures never thought that a day like this would come where they would become Nagash's toys and fight for the Lord of the Undead.
Wasn't he Nagash's toy as well?
Arkham had tried, but he knew that he had no chance of breaking free from Nagash's control. Thus, he simply turned himself into the Lord of the Undead's tool. Through this method of completely obliterating himself, Arkham made everyone think that he had completely lost himself and treated himself as the embodiment of Nagash's will.
Strong fortresses always crumbled from the inside. In order to be able to take back the Staff of Nagash, Akhan had adopted Mathewbard, Laurne's illegitimate son. As he expected, Mathewbard did play a big role, but after he was defeated by Laing early on, the expected goal was far from what Akhan had hoped to achieve.
Mathewbard did not seize the crown that should have belonged to Laurne, nor did he succeed in destroying the Brittany's defense.
Akhan summed it all up in one sentence, "Son, daddy is very disappointed in you."
Along the way, Akerhan quickly and skillfully found the pits of corpses he had buried in the wilderness and deep within the mountains. Squad after squad of undead were revived by the Lich King's magic. Few people knew that Akerhan had used his magic to hide many pits of corpses in the Old World.
The most powerful corpses that could be found near the Grey Mountains were the Silent Army under the glacial lake where Gul's bones were buried. There were an astonishing number of graveyard guards there, and then there was the Glacial Corpse Demon Army. A whole group of Corpse Demon Kings were now ready to listen to Akhan's command.
Not enough, not enough. Akhan lay dormant and had a headache.
These troops were not enough, and even summoning Gul was not enough.
How was he going to defeat the Sun Wang Laing and his army?
There was only one way left!
Mathewbard's final legacy.
Only by throwing everything into chaos could he truly take down La Messenell Abbey and seize the sacred relic before the Brittany could react!
… I am the loyal Akhan's dividing line …
Bletcher Castle was very quiet in winter. Only the sound of heavy snow could be heard outside the house.
Bletcher Castle was located about 35 kilometres to the west of La Messenell Abbey. It was the current headquarters of the high command. Laing had moved his palace here, ready to deal with Akhan's undead army at any time.
Yuan Shen sat in a room in the castle, silently looking at everything in front of him. Outside the castle were villages and farmlands, and further away were roads and wastelands that were covered in snow. This year's winter came especially early. No one had expected the first snow to fall right after the autumn harvest, and it was even a heavy snowfall.
It was just like when he had set off from Nord.
Laing was wearing a single layer of clothing. He was not afraid of the cold anyway. The king just sat there, looking at the snow without saying a word.
Veronica's satisfied and light breathing could be heard in the room. The Sanctum witch, the female council leader, was sleeping soundly under the warm blanket. A pair of torn thin black pantyhose was thrown under the bed. There were some dark spots on the carpet, and a part of the tapestry on the wall was crooked. Veronica's clothes were hanging messily on the hanger, and her duchess dress was crumpled. It was quickly taken away by the maid to be cleaned.
Laing and Veronica had been separated for several months, and naturally, they had a small gathering when they had the chance. He specially summoned Veronica, Teresa, and Aurora to Bletcher Castle. Of course, Suria was also there, and Morgiana was in Zeon's Fairy Tower in the Lake.
"Time, Space, Oblivion, Remembrance, and Fate. Which are real, and which are illusory?" Laing looked at the vast white land. Knight King reached out and stroked Veronica's delicate face, which was still as delicate as it was thirty or forty years ago. He sat there with a smile and said, "It's so quiet."
"I've thought of that as well." Sulia appeared.
The tall and graceful Knight King had blond hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a large white fox fur vest, and an embroidered kimono inside. There were five patterns on the kimono: a golden double-headed eagle, a sword in a book, irises, a pure white pegasus, and an angel's wings.
The hem of the kimono was gorgeous and elegant. It was embroidered with paintings of mountains and rivers. The kimono was made of silk and gold and silver, and the twill weft fabric.
Her long golden curly hair was tied up high by a golden hairpin with an icy pine tail. There were also several plum blossoms that were proud in the snow.
Even with the girdle and thick clothes covering her body, Sulia's figure that could stand out from the crowd was still exposed. The Knight Queen's large chest was almost impossible to hide. It directly pushed her neckline up high, bouncing up and down with every movement. It was full and full of elasticity. Along the bottom of the kimono, the female knight's two slender white beautiful legs were wrapped in snow-white floral heart printed lycra star stockings. A pair of delicate silk feet stepped into a pair of fluffy rabbit slippers.
Laing's eyes were fixed on her. Knight King could not help but praise, "My lady, you look so good in this!"
This kimono was Riemann Rousse's masterpiece. Rousse made two trips to the Far East and got a batch of the best silk and cloth from Nippon and Aurora. Laing thought about it and asked the tailor to make this for Suria.
As for why he didn't make the Aurora style … it was because Ryan didn't want anyone to be called out to the police. For example, the Aurora style wasn't like this, the blonde Caucasian didn't deserve to be taken off by him on the spot, this was a inferior imitation, and so on.
Suria saw Laing looking at her. Knight King was a little embarrassed and lowered her head. Wearing this exotic costume made Suria a little uncomfortable. "I'm glad you like it. It's just a little troublesome to wear … and it's inconvenient to move around. And Laing, you didn't design a place to hang a sword at the waist."
"Oh, why do you still want to hang a sword?" Laing could not help but reach out his hands and pull Suria into his arms. He hugged his wife and smiled. "Are you going to wear this and fencing with me?"
"Bah, what fencing?" Suria awkwardly adjusted her collar. The female knight complained, "And the style you designed … the collar is too small. I always feel stuffy! It's squeezed together … "
"Hahaha, then there's no need to bring a sword." Laing could not help but start to move his hands. He reached out and pulled Suria's collar open a little more. Then he enjoyed the female knight's screams and her panic, laughing so hard that tears almost came out of her eyes.
Suria was really frightened by Laing's actions. Knight King's back was only wearing this set of clothes according to Laing's instructions. Although there were no outsiders, Suria was so embarrassed and angry that she punched Laing twice. Then she struggled out of her husband's arms. "You're always up to no good. I'm not going to stay with you. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll arrange it."
"Tonight, I want to eat a lot." Laing said meaningfully, "Madam, really, this set of clothes suits you very well. I really like it, really."
"If you like it … then I'll wear it for a while, provided you don't touch me!" Suria rolled her eyes at Laing and then went to arrange things.
Laing continued to sit, motionless. His original body recalled when he became a demigod.
When the six little Laing became one, why was there a seventh little Laing?
Because the seventh little Laing was human.
It was the human nature that Laing tried his best to preserve.
After sitting for a while, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
The familiar sound of high heels clicking on the floor came. Laing did not turn his head. "What's the matter?"
The mature and charming witch, who was wearing a glazed black classic embroidered skirt and a wolf fur coat, walked into the room from outside. Two slender legs stretched out of the skirt and stepped into the black fishmouth stilettos. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail and fell in front of her chest. The Sanctuary witch was full of jealousy and resentment. "My His Majesty Laing and our president, MI7 is almost dead busy here, but you two, one is admiring the snow and the other is sleeping!"
"Otherwise, I give you such a high salary and provide so much funding every year. Now it's your turn to sleep and admire the snow with Teresa. I'm so busy?" Laing said with a smile.
When Aurora saw Laing's smile, she had a strange feeling for no reason. It was her body and muscle memory. The Sanctuary witch's pair of black silk legs unnaturally clenched. She quickly got down to business first. "Your Majesty, there's new news."
"What news? Just say it. "Laing's eyes were full of aggression. He did not seem to have any intention of hiding himself.
"There's news from Luscia." Aurora handed the envelope to Laing. "Commander Fogen's news. The Skaven Ratmen and Chaos Demons are fully invading Luscia. Under the leadership of Lord Kroc, Lord Mazda Moody, and his leadership, the people of the Ancient Sages have already started a full-scale war."
"How's the situation?" Laing did not take the envelope. Instead, he motioned for Aurora to sit down.
"The situation is not very good." Aurora had no choice but to sit down. The Sanctuary witch reached out to press down on her skirt and closed her pair of black silk legs. She said unnaturally, "But that's not important. Commander Fogen said that he's confident of winning the final victory. He brought an important news … He said that a Khorasan Skull Hunting Army has set off from Brass Fortress to hunt your head."
"The leader is a legendary Khorasan Demon. In the Khorasan Domain, it's called the Seed of Destruction."
"It's only here to hunt your head."
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