The horn sounded, and ten thousand horses neighed.
Under the leadership of the king, the knights moved forward.
Laing was riding on the body of the big griffin, Empris. The morning light behind him shone on his long black hair. The grey knight gene prototype, the king of Brittany, was not paying attention to the battlefield.
Even if the horse's hooves were like thunder, even if the steel forest was moving forward together, even if the shouts were endless.
Laing's attention was not on the battlefield. In a trance, he was thinking about something.
Who was he? Who was he?
Who was he? Was he the hard-working white-collar worker from his previous life? Was he the homeless child that the Nord leader, Norman, picked up and adopted? Was he the Brittany Knight King? Or was he the king's grey knight gene prototype?
With Laing as the arrowhead, the Brittany knights moved forward.
In the past few years, I have played many roles. Laing laughed in his heart. As he thought about it, he felt both mocking and helpless.
I was asked to play the role of Nord's good sledgehammer, the brave and fearless knight of the kingdom.
I was asked to play the role of the Lake Fairy, the chosen champion, the king, under the goddess' banner, enjoying my position and fulfilling the duties that the goddess gave me.
I was asked to be the king's good son, the grey knight's original body. I seized the opportunity to let the king obtain the universe energy that the ancient saint stored. I did a lot of things according to his request. Of course, I also received a lot of things.
I played many roles. I was the lover of the Lake Fairy, Suria's husband, Veronica's partner, Olica's master, Teresa's protector, the symbol of the knight's path, and so on.
So, what was I? Laing was thinking about everything. At this moment, Laing was thinking over and over again. What was he?
After transmigrating to this world, he was already in his fifties. Over the past fifty years, countless people and gods had given Ryan countless roles for him to play. Ryan worked very hard to play all kinds of roles. The Emperor had given him strength, so he worked hard to become a good son and a good tool for the Emperor. The Lake Fairy had chosen him to be the savior of the world, so he worked hard to save the world. Sulia had chosen him to be her husband, so he tried his best to play the role of a good husband. Belegar had chosen him to be his brother, so he did his best to help Belegar recover Ba Feng Mountain.
It could be said that Laing had always been living for others. He was often the embodiment of others' will. Whatever others wanted him to do, he would try his best to do it and accept the reward with a clear conscience. His actions were often to cater to others' needs. For example, when Brittany needed a radiant sun king, he sat on it. When Macardo needed Laing to find a way to solve the chain of hatred, Laing also promised.
In a good way, Laing was a good actor. In a bad way, he was a clown.
Then, what about Laing himself? Did he really want to obtain anything?
His son, Devenhill, had already said this. The only things that he could express his needs and desires were probably the strange things that he often said based on his fragmented memories and the persistent pursuit of silk stockings.
From this point of view, I can be considered to have lived my own life … Laing thought, and he could not help but smile. At least in this point, at least in this point, the character named Laing -Macardo still had a strong free will.
In the distance, the solid line of the Nurgle army gradually appeared in front of Laing. Two rows of Chaos Warriors held long halberds and aimed their blades at the charging knight army.
This was why he would suddenly break down on some things. Laing had more understanding at this time. For example, when Suria secretly reported him to the Imperial Emperor, he almost had a cold war with Suria because he found that he did not act as a husband well. For example, when Olica's ambition grew after she obtained the position of the Pale Queen and broke up with him, he could not help but panic because he could no longer act as a master. For example, when Tzeentch transformed into Morgul, Laing's heart was shaken because there was a serious problem with his role as a good son.
Fortunately, in the end, these problems were resolved. Through St. Giles's counseling and self-mediation, Laing and Suria reached a reconciliation. Through Olica's regret and the Lake Fairy's consolation, Laing and Olica reluctantly turned a new page. At the end of the Morgul incident, Macardo personally appeared and used the last of his strength to teach Laing that everything was interconnected. Your destiny and your choice would only be made by yourself. What you had to do was to think about the consequences and bear the responsibility.
Then, do I hate the role I'm playing now?
Laing asked himself.
How could it be?!
After Macardo's teachings, Laing had no doubts about his position.
I love my current role. In front of others, I'm the dazzling Knight King. I'm the original Gray Knight that all Chaos Demons fear. I'm the savior of the world. In private, I'm the husband of the Elven Goddesses. I'm a huge fan of stockings. I have one of the best harems in the world. Not only am I not lacking in material things, but I'm also blessed with women. I'll restore the glory of Brittany. The nobles will be loyal to me, the army will worship me, and the people will admire me. Isn't this my lifelong wish? Isn't this my lifelong desire?
Playing these roles, Laing paid far less than what he received.
In that case, what was there for him to be dissatisfied with? What was he complaining about?
If I don't go to hell, who will? That's the truth, right?
The only difference was that no one pushed me, no one forced me, and no one forced me. I was the one who walked into hell. I chose my current life. I wouldn't blame anyone, and I shouldn't blame anyone, because I was me.
I'm the hero of others, but at the same time, I'm also my own hero!
I want to fight!
Four Gods of Chaos, witness my strength!
In an instant, Laing finally reached a reconciliation with his former self.
"Charge!!!" In an instant, Laing's thoughts returned to the battlefield of Brunswick. The king suddenly laughed out loud. He saw the incomparably solid front of the Nurgle army and the Chaos Warriors with heavy armor and halberds in their hands. He knew that it was not that the heavy cavalry couldn't charge at the heavy infantry, but they would definitely suffer shocking casualties.
"Shock Ray!" The original body gathered power. Under the expectant eyes of thousands of knights, the tip of the Lord's spear blasted out a psionic ray that was nearly half as thick as a tree that required four people to hug! The thermal lava swept across the front row of Chaos Warriors, leaving only the figures that were melting and struggling in the ultra-high temperature.
The Nurgle army was shocked. Laing's world attack melted hundreds of Chaos Warriors in the front row!
It was not over yet! Laing shouted, and three psionic storms of gold and silver shrouded the three Nurgle armies. The power of the king shocked the world. The knights cheered and charged forward.
"The forbidden power has been further opened." Veronica was controlling the flames at the back, and eight meteors smashed into the Nurgle army, splashing up huge waves. The female president only felt that the demonic wind had never been so violent, chaotic, and … so comfortable. Her mana recovery was extremely fast, but the Nurgle wizards on the opposite side were the same. The fire golems and the Nurgle beasts hugged each other and used their fists to attack until one side fell.
"In the name of the Lady, knights, go beyond!" The Lake Goddess Witch Morgiana raised the Holy Grail of Potions, and the holy blessing shrouded the knights. The raindrops of the Nurgle rain evaporated on the surface of the knights' armor and robes.
This was the power of the Lake Goddess!
The charge of the heavy cavalry was like the force of a giant hammer, and the kinetic energy had reached its maximum. More than a dozen lances were pointed forward, and then twisted into a huge force, followed by a violent impact of a hundred stabs into the chest, and waves of stinky blood behind them.
The defensive shield wall built by the three Grote brothers shattered. The charging knights were like red-eyed bulls crashing into a wooden fence, smashing everything into pieces. In the oath of the Lady, under the promise of sacrificing themselves for the cause of chivalry, the knights stabbed their lances into the innards, throats, and black and rotten hearts of the Northerners. The Pegasus Knights fell from the sky after the first wave of charge, sweeping the ground and drinking the blood of the Northerners.
By the time the Chaos army realized their arrival, it was already too late. Before the coming massacre approached, they were desperately squeezing through the broken gate into the city. Now they were trying to turn around so that they could face the ruthless attack from the south. At that time, there were too few people who were prepared, and it was too late. The knights who formed the formation of lances were unstoppable and began their massacre unscrupulously.
Berchemund led eight thousand knights to sweep through the Chaos in the west, preparing to fight the Gortat Spitter Army, the Orc Warlord Seer, and the Drakwald Orc Army under him.
Lauan led seven thousand knights to kill the three brothers of the Maggot Knights in the east, and the Regent of the Kingdom shouted the slogan "For the Lady".
In the middle, Laing personally led the charge. Their enemy was the main force of Nurgle led by the three Grote brothers.
The attack of the Brittany was a huge problem for the three Grote brothers, but it was not a devastating blow because there were too many Nurgle troops outside the city. Even with Laing's personal leadership, Veronica and Morgiana's witchcraft, and even with the artillery fire from the rear, the heavy cavalry could only destroy less than one-fifth of the Nurgle army. At this time, the knights' impact was almost exhausted.
The real hand-to-hand combat with swords and spears began. The steel group smashed the bodies of the Nurgle army, and the lances pierced through the fat arms. The plague messengers were stabbed to death on the blessed lances, or were cut in half by the sharp swords like ripe boils. The heavy rain of Nurgle continued, and even Laing's power could not resist the divine power of Nurgle. The Knight King could only raise the shield of My Lord to protect the safety of the charging knights.
The Brittany knights who had defeated nearly sixty thousand Nurgle troops in one wave of charge soon found themselves in the mire of war. So these brave knights threw away their broken lances and drew their swords or other weapons from their waists. The sons of Brittany fought with the enemy in the storm, but it was a pity that the swords could not penetrate the armor of the Warriors of Chaos. As for the believers of Nurgle, as long as they were not beheaded or cut into pieces, they would not die easily on the spot.
Wave after wave of killing, wave after wave of charging, all of this was not over yet. As the heavy cavalry opened up the battlefield, the Kislöw cavalry, mule-horse infantrymen, and the Norska dwarves behind followed the knights into the battlefield.
"Essun Giant Bear!" The Ice Empress Katarin raised her staff, and under the call of the Ice Empress, a Giant Ice Bear was summoned. General Zhukov pulled on the reins of the War Bear, and a total of three hundred Bear Cavalrymen were ready to charge. They followed closely behind the aftermath of the Knights' charge, followed by the Rangers and Attendant Cavalrymen.
The elite infantry regiments of the various grand duchies had also arrived. The Youth Guards and elite infantry regiments such as the Red Dragon Guards and the Unicorn Guards followed the Kislöw army into the battlefield.
"For A …" Aralos' giant eagle could not withstand the erosion of the heavy rain of Nurgle. The wood elf hero put on a raincoat for himself, and the rangers followed Aralos to release a rain of arrows into the sky. Aralos subconsciously wanted to shout the name of Queen Aleil, but suddenly remembered that the Wizard Queen he had served for his whole life was no longer around. Even the King of the Forest, Ao Laing, was no longer around. The wood elves were now leaderless.
The sourness in his chest was almost indescribable, and Aralos could only roar, "For Lilith, for Esolorun!"
"For Esolorun!" The wood elves followed their hero's battle cry. In the distance, the Twilight sisters rode forest dragons across the sky, grabbed a group of Nurgle warriors and threw them down.
"In the name of Grimnir, in the will of Grimnir, the dwarves have joined the battle today." The Norse Dwarf army, Badr Crimson, silently looked at the scene before him. They had lost their home, but they did not lose their faith. They had lost their family, but they did not lose their comrades. Now, the Norse Dwarves were going to join the battle, and their opponents were still these Northmen. They could never be killed or cleaned up.
But the dwarves were never afraid of a challenge, even if it led to the destruction of the Norse Dwarves.
This was the revenge of the dwarves. Heavy iron boots stepped into the mud, splashing a large amount of dirty juice.
On the hillside, groups of soldiers stepped into the battlefield. In the void, the Goddess in the Lake looked at the scene in front of her and cried silently. The Goddess had spent a thousand years supporting and building the Brittany Knight King Kingdom to fight against the darkness. She had seen this scene in countless prophecies, but when it really happened, she could not help but cry softly. As the hand-to-hand combat progressed, she could feel that a few Grail Knights had died gloriously in battle and returned to her divine kingdom, that beautiful utopia.
They were all true heroes. They had sacrificed everything to save the world. They fought in the name of the Goddess and sacrificed their lives for her. There were even more knights who risked their lives to kill in the rain and mud. In addition to glory and faith, if they wanted to win the Goddess's gaze, it also meant that they might have to pay with their lives.
Was all of this really worth it?
The Goddess in the Lake did not know that the Goddess had sacrificed a lot for her believers, but her believers had given her even more in return.
"You are very strange. You encourage humans to sacrifice themselves, but you cry for them. You have always given the elves hope, but you have led the elven civil war and caused countless elves to lose their lives. You have never felt a trace of shame for it." In the void, a golden, magnificent, and supreme figure approached. The person's voice was as cold as ice, but there was a rare trace of emotion in it.
"Because to the elves, everything is a cycle of fate," Lilith said to the person in front of her. Lilith said to the person who came. She wiped away her tears, and a sad smile hung on her beautiful face. "You are too young to understand. The Creator rose from the darkness, and life followed him. Then the gods quarreled and fought with each other. The dark gods poured in from the wound of the world. The world could not resist the burden of chaos and finally collapsed under the pressure. The gods returned to the Realm of Heaven and waited for their next rebirth. Everything is a cycle that never ends. "
"So you want to jump out of this cycle. You are trying to use the humans?" The Lord of Humans said calmly. He watched the charge. Even though the knights were slowing down, even though they had begun to suffer casualties, the spirit shown by these brave warriors made the Lord of Humans feel that his teachings were not in vain. Laing understood, Suria understood, and many others understood. This was the reason why humans were destined to rule the Milky Way.
"Yes, I used them." The Goddess in the Lake nodded and closed her eyes. "I envy the vitality of humans. Although they are ignorant, they have the courage to forge ahead. Although their lives are short, they are brilliant. When I came here with the first ray of light that was born in this world, sometimes I felt that I was not like an elven god, but more like a human god. I tried to do my best to fight for this world. If I failed, I have no regrets."
"You can choose to leave. Very few things can stop you." The Emperor was still calm.
"That is true. But if their gods are not willing to stay and fight with them, why should I ask them to die for me?" The Goddess in the Lake said sadly.
"The sacrifice of the human knights for a thousand years has changed you." The Emperor finally nodded. "But you still have a mission to complete."
"Yes." The Goddess in the Lake looked at the fierce battle outside Brunswick with nostalgia. She looked at Laing who was surrounded by a group of Nurgle's Chosen Warriors who were releasing flames and lightning to destroy everything. She looked at Suria who was holding the Angel Faction and leading the knights forward. She knew that it was time for her to leave.
Because at the same time, on Death Island, the Phoenix King's Army and the Tai Family's Army had finished gathering. The final battle of the Great Maelstrom was about to begin.
The Goddess looked at the Emperor again. She flashed and disappeared on the spot.
The Emperor's shadow wavered slightly. The Lord of Humans thought for a long time. "If every human god had her determination and execution, perhaps, there wouldn't be so many things after."
"But in the end, the fate of humans will still be decided by themselves." The Lord of Humans looked at Laing who was fighting and nodded with satisfaction. His shadow gradually disappeared. This was only his projection. The Lord of Humans would not and could not interfere in this battle.
"It's up to you, Laing!"
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