Game of the World Tree Chapter 902: The recorder of history
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As time passes, the defense facilities of the Chosen City are becoming stronger and more complete under the construction of players.
Finally, more than half a month after the Eternal Church’s army entered the Elf Forest, the vanguard of the Judgment Legion finally arrived at the core area where the World Tree is located.
It's August, and the entire Saigas continent has ushered in the hottest day of the year.
Above the sky, the golden sun emits dazzling light and scorches the earth.
That is to say, the Elven Forest has a mild climate, which rarely retains a hint of coolness, unlike other places on the continent where the temperature is high.
And deep in the forest, between the mountains and ridges, a majestic giant tree rises from the ground and reaches into the sky.
His branches are surrounded by clouds, and the canopy of the tree blocks out the sky and the sun. It is lush and green. From a distance, you can even see giant dragons as small as flies flying around Him, and there is a faint dragon roar.
Looking at such a majestic tree, no matter who you are, you will feel a sense of insignificance.
"Is that the World Tree? The true form under the crown of Eve Yectrasil, the goddess of life."
In the army of the Eternal Church, an old mage in gray robe looked at the towering giant tree and sighed with shock.
However, there was no one around to talk to him.
All the Judgment Knights remained expressionless, marching in neat rows along the road.
Seeing this, the old mage shrugged and no longer asked for trouble. Instead, he took out a roll of parchment from his arms, spread it out and wrote:
"On August 10th of the Eternal Era, following the church's legions, I finally saw the legendary World Tree..."
“She is so majestic and majestic. Even looking at it from a distance, I can feel the shock of life and the wonder of nature...”
"It's a pity...the positions are different. I don't know where she will go after this war, and where the Elf Forest will go..."
The old mage sighed while recording.
However, after writing this paragraph, he thought about it, erased the last few sentences, and wrote again:
"It's a pity... carols always sing for the victors, and after this war, no one can give the answer to where the history of the Saigs continent will go..."
"And I am just a witness to this history."
After finishing writing, the old mage looked at his words and nodded secretly, seeming to be quite satisfied with this version of writing.
At this time, a high-ranking bishop of the Eternal Church came to him.
I saw him looking at the old mage up and down, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Excellency Offnum, the Pope has ordered that the army is about to arrive under the World Tree, and war may break out at any time. For your safety, please do not cross the battlefield privately, and be sure to stay with the bishops."
"Don't I need to go to war?"
The old mage shrugged and asked.
The senior bishop glanced at him:
"No, your job is to record everything you see."
"You have compiled the history of the empire, you are also a well-known historian of the empire, and you were a former adviser to the imperial court. I believe there is no one in the world who is more qualified to do this job than you."
However, after listening to the senior bishop’s words, the old mage sighed softly:
"Empire? There is no empire in this world anymore. There is only a republic called Mania, and I am no longer a palace adviser to the empire."
“But even so, you are still the most well-known historian in the entire Saigus world. As a person who has touched the legend almost by relying on the research and understanding of history, in the Saigus world, you almost It is equivalent to a representative of history...For us, no one is more suitable to do this than you."
The senior bishop said.
"Are you sure? I am not an Eternal Believer. No, I think you should know that I even hate the Eternal Church. Otherwise, I would not be imprisoned in Dororia Castle Prison..."
The old mage rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly.
As he spoke, he shook his head again:
"No, maybe I regret agreeing to your conditions now, in order to serve you in exchange for the opportunity to get out of prison. Otherwise, maybe I would have become a witness of the Maniya Revolution, and I am now sitting in Drinking coffee with the revolutionaries in the palace of Manyia! Hey, what a pity, I missed the opportunity to burn down the eternal church with my own hands..."
Hearing the blasphemy in the old mage’s words, the senior bishop’s expression darkened:
"Lord Offnum, please be careful with your words! The majesty of the true God cannot be blasphemed. I don't want to hear you say similar remarks again. You just need to be fair and impartial in the files handed over to you. It is enough to record the process of this war."
"Fair and impartial?"
The old mage asked angrily.
That expression, that tone, seems to have a little bit of irony.
"Of course, fair and impartial."
The senior bishop said expressionlessly.
"Even if the church is a loser in the end?"
The old mage said again, quite provocatively.
The senior bishop glanced at him, seemingly not aroused at all:
"Your Excellency Offnum, don't worry, my lord... will not fail."
"But what if? Just like the Holy Mania Empire. A year ago, who would have thought that the entire empire would collapse just one year later? No... To be more precise, in Mania Before the Nian Revolution, who could have imagined that the entire empire collapsed overnight?"
The old mage seemed to be at loggerheads with the opponent.
The senior bishop looked at him deeply and said:
"The empire is the empire, and the church is the church. It is enough for you to follow the true historical records. You don't need to worry about the rest."
"Haha, you are quite confident..."
The old mage chuckled.
As he spoke, he shook his head slightly:
"It's just that nothing can be absolutely certain, not even the true God, so... you'd better not be too optimistic."
"Just like the great Crown Eve and His Church of Life, eight years ago, who could have imagined that a newly emerged church would develop into an existence that competes with the Eternal Church and even subverts the empire?"
The old mage showed emotion on his face, not hiding his affection and respect for Eve, the goddess of life.
However, the senior bishop did not answer his words again.
He just took a deep look at the old mage, then turned and left.
The old mage Ofnham seemed quite bored by his reaction.
Shaking his head slightly, he withdrew his gaze.
Looked at the parchment in his hand, touched the material, and closed the file... The old mage looked at the complicated lines on it with curiosity on his face.
As a historian, he can clearly perceive the antiquity and mystery of this dossier, and it seems to have some kind of vast power in it.
Even though he is close to the legend and has mastered [Appraisal] magic, he still cannot figure out the details of this dossier.
"What is the origin of this thing...?"
The old mage Ofnham muttered strangely.
Shaking his head and looking at the menacing church army around him, the old mage pondered for a moment, sighed, took out his pen again, and wrote on the parchment made of unknown material:
"But no matter what, once this war is over, I'm afraid the world of Segas will suffer another disaster."
After finishing writing, he couldn't help but look at the dossier again. He really couldn't see any mystery, so he had to put away the parchment and return to the army of the Eternal Church.
……
After entering the core area, the roads in the Elf Forest seemed to become more criss-crossed.
At the same time, the number and frequency of Eternal Church encounters blocking elves are also increasing as they approach the World Tree.
This did not cause much loss to the church's army, but it undoubtedly slowed down the journey.
But even so, five days after entering the core area, the entire Judgment Legion finally arrived under the World Tree.
"The Chosen City! Is this the legendary Chosen City?!"
In the bishopric of the Eternal Church Army, the old mage Ofnam looked at the magnificent elf city under the World Tree with excitement on his face.
Looking around, you can see magnificent cities rising from the ground under the roots like mountains.
The strange, magnificent and charming buildings, the lush, beautiful and pleasant gardens and streets make the city in front of you look like a work of art created by the gods.
When he thought that such a beautiful city would face a war, or even be destroyed in the war, the old mage Offnum felt a little heartbroken.
With this thought, he couldn't help but look at the bishops of the Eternal Church beside him, but found that their eyes were full of solemnity as they looked at the Chosen City.
The old mage followed their gazes and found that most of the bishops' gazes were focused on the tall city wall outside the Chosen City.
It was only at this time that the old mage Ofnham noticed the difference in the walls of the Chosen City.
This magnificent city has equally spectacular walls.
Even from a distance, Offnum could tell that the height of the city wall of the Chosen City was probably more than thirty meters.
Although it seems a bit rough, like a temporary structure, the exaggerated height and thickness, the magic crystal cannons mounted on the city wall, and the carvings on the side of the city wall can be clearly used. The inscriptions on defensive magic and the lines on the magical defense barrier that can be observed with the naked eye indicate that this city wall is by no means easy to mess with.
Outside the city wall, Offnum also noticed that there were several circles of tall oak trees planted around the city.
The moment he saw the oak tree, he recognized it. It was probably not an ordinary oak tree, but the legendary oak tree guard.
Of course, in addition to the solid defense that is immediately apparent on the ground, the sky is equally exciting.
Even the old mage who has been imprisoned in the prison of Doloria Castle knows the name of the huge thing floating in the air - the Elf Airship.
Not to mention the majestic dragons surrounding the city and on the World Tree.
"It's a tough battle..."
Ovnam couldn't help but murmured.
……
When the old mage Offnum and the clergy of the Eternal Church looked at the City of Chosen and the World Tree, the players gathered in the City of Chosen were also observing the legions of the Eternal Church with cold eyes.
Li Mu stood on the tall tower, looking at the endless silver-armored guards surrounding them from the northeast, as well as the holy angels floating in the air, shining with holy light, his eyes became more and more solemn.
More than ten days of player harassment not only delayed the opponent's progress, but also allowed the players to understand the power of the legions sent by the Eternal Church.
According to the suicide investigations conducted by players, it is certain that the size of the Judgment Legion sent by the Eternal Church this time is probably more than 1.2 million.
Maybe this number is much less than the players, but the average strength is much higher than the players.
Not to mention, there are the terrifying angelic legions in the sky, and the myths hidden at the end.
The legion of the Eternal Church stopped almost two kilometers away from the Chosen City.
The Eternal Pope Benedict II turned over and dismounted. As he approached the Chosen City, he could no longer see the crown of the tree and could only see the trunk of the World Tree. His eyes gradually deepened.
Then, he raised the scepter in his hand and shouted angrily:
"For my Lord! For eternal glory!"
The voice is old, but full of momentum, fanatical and pious.
"For my Lord! For eternal glory!"
Beside him, the bishops and trial knights also followed suit and shouted.
Millions of troops shouted, and the deafening sound resounded through the sky, making the players in the Chosen City awed.
The next moment, the holy light lit up in the army of the eternal church.
The raised sun badge once again bloomed with bright light, forming pieces of translucent sacred shields, forming a barrier of light above the Judgment Legion.
At the same time, the armors of the Judgment Knights at the front of the military column emitted a soft halo under the light, vaguely forming smaller magical shields.
Seeing this scene, Li Mu looked stern.
He took a deep breath and looked at the Saint of Life Alice and the High Priest Taylor standing beside him. The two elves nodded and shouted to the elf priests behind him:
"Activate the magical defense barrier!"
At the command, golden light bloomed everywhere in the Chosen City, and beams of light rose into the sky.
The next moment, the light pillar extended into translucent mirrors, forming a dodecahedron-like barrier that enveloped the entire City of Chosen.
The magical defensive barriers of both sides have been deployed, and the confrontation has become complete. The strong smell of gunpowder continues to spread on the battlefield, and the battle will break out at any time.
However, just when the players were speculating on how the Eternal Church would choose to launch an attack on the Chosen City, the actions of the Eternal Church left them stunned.
"For the glory of my lord! Charge!"
Pope Benedict II ordered loudly.
Following his order, under the astonished eyes of the players, the Judgment Knights of the Eternal Church just stood there, without any siege equipment, towards the tall city wall of the Chosen City. Rushed over...