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Chapter 290 290. War and Peace, the Memories of Deimos
This person should be considered an old friend.

Croa was trying to assimilate this messenger of light through symphony, and of course he would be affected by the power he exuded.

In that never-ending war, the blood dyed the earth black, the corpses piled up like mountains, and everything was gone, neither civilization nor feelings.

To be honest, it was a very negative emotion. He felt that any normal person would not like war so much.

This is the pollution from God.

If he didn't have the entire golden apple dream as his backing, coupled with the power of "The Rainbow Poem" to assist him, he would probably have been assimilated by Deimos instead.

In fact, as the number one fighter of the God of Light, this messenger of God is really powerful, but in most cases he has no self-awareness - as a loyal dog, loyalty is enough and there is no need for any extra thinking.

During this period of time together, Kloya could feel that the spiritual world of this messenger of God was both pure and barren, with nothing else except war.

As a result, He now takes the initiative to appear to protect His believers. Could it be that God is really a lover?

What could make Him appear like this, regardless of the danger of being assimilated, just to protect His believers?

Seeing that He didn't speak, Cloya narrowed his eyes and said, "If you come out now, you will never be able to retreat again, God of War."

Deimos still said nothing.

Croa sighed, it was such a pity that he was actually mute.

"I was hoping to communicate with you."

"Your followers have now been killed by the Thorn Judgement Army of the Church of Mother Earth, and the Holy Nation has also imposed sanctions on your faith.

Messenger of war, you cannot protect your believers no matter what, even if you are willing to be a loyal vicious dog. "

"So, please continue to sleep until one day I take over your power and end this war."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

The lily petals of the golden apple dream and the colorful light of Eden gathered together in an instant. The magnificent light represented a deep dream and gradually entangled Deimos.

The simple armor and sword on His body were stained by the sunlight, as if they were about to melt and dissolve in the light.

Deimos still did not react, as if he was willing to accept his fate calmly.

But the two believers behind him seemed to have remembered something bad, and they were immediately shocked and angry: "Are you a believer of the Lord of Light?"

"Lord Deimos is clearly willing to submit to you, why are you still forcing him?"

From what he said, it was clear that there were still some disagreements between the God of War and the Lord of Light.

Hmm... maybe it's something of a forced nature, the kind that can write millions of words of historical research.

However, he still felt disgusted when he was regarded as a follower of the Lord of Light. He refuted without hesitation: "Don't insult me ​​by saying I am a follower of the Lord of Light."

"You two better be careful about yourselves, you are already the running dogs of the light!"

After he said this, Deimos, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Human, do you understand light?"

His voice was very dull, as if he was wearing more than a dozen layers of armor, dull and heavy.

Oh, you finally decided to speak.

Cloya temporarily stopped the struggle between the Golden Apple Dream and Eden and said:
"I have no intention of discussing the right and wrong of the light with you."

"But Deimos, you are already a pawn in the game between light and earth. Your followers have even accepted the gift of the earth."

"Why don't you take a look at what it is?"

His words made Deimos hesitate for a moment - even through his armor he could feel the mental power of this war envoy fluctuating.

Then, He turned around and looked at his two main priests.

The scrutiny from the gods they believed in made the two not-so-old chief priests feel both excited and fearful.

After a moment, Deimos looked back at Croa.

"The Horsemen of the Apocalypse."

"The messenger who starts and ends war."

Deimos' voice remained calm: "That is my priesthood. Only the Light can mobilize my priesthood."

His calm voice seemed to contain some uncontrollable anger and grievance.

It's like a dog trying hard to bring food back and finding that his owner is sleeping with another dog in his arms.

Oh, isn’t this a bit unfair? I thought you were an emotionless war machine.

It's easy if you have feelings.

Croa smiled and said, "So, the Lord of Light also wants to wake up from his slumber?"

He actually had this doubt when he saw the prophecy, which said, "The Mother Goddess of the Earth, the creator of all things, will awaken and reshape everything."

Are the so-called "worker of creation" and "Mother Earth" the same?

Or are they two different gods?

Now that he learned that Deimos's war priesthood had been appropriated by the Lord of Light, this feeling became even stronger. It was estimated that by then, it would not only be the Mother Goddess of Earth who would wake up, but also the Lord of Light.

His question once again made Deimos fall into deep thought.

But this time, Croa had enough patience to wait. After about five or six minutes, Deimos gave the answer:

"Yes."

Hearing this, Croix finally smiled with satisfaction.

It turns out that this is really the case. The earth and the light are really planning something.

He extended a hand and invited, "Give up the light's control over you, and I will promise to give you a new journey in a thousand years."

Voluntarily accepting assimilation into his power and being forced to assimilate are completely different concepts and speeds.

As long as Deimos accepts, Croa is confident that he can assimilate him within a few minutes.

Of course, if Deimos doesn't accept it, it will just take a little more time.

He looked at the other person and thought that Deimos would think for a long time.

But unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Deimos stretched out his armor-covered hand and held his hand.

"Merciful humans."

"I hope my power can help you end the war as soon as possible."

"Oh."

"As you wish, then."

Chloë gently held His hand, and the sun's light gradually brightened.

The symphony of the golden apple dream and the light of Eden could almost be said to be a riot at this moment, and all the power was converging here.

The body of Deimos is entangled by roots and wrapped in sleep.

The petals of the water lily, which had been closed for so long, trembled slightly.

Pink magic burst out from the cracks of the bud, and the magic belonging to Deimos finally began to exchange with Eden, and the thing nurtured inside was finally about to be born.

at this time--

"Cuckoo!"

Suddenly, a dove flew out from somewhere, holding an olive branch in its mouth, and flew directly above the blooming water lily bud.

After they flew over the water lily buds, they dropped the branches of the evergreen olive trees in their mouths into the buds.

"Ok?"

"That's the Olive Elf, right? Why did it become like this?"

Croa was a little confused, this was not something he could control or command.

There is a force that unconsciously attracts the olive elves of the evergreen olive trees and even turns them into the appearance of doves.

You must know that the evergreen olive tree represents peace, and the olive elves are doing their best to maintain peace and order in the entire northern territory.

What they hate most is war. If anyone dares to engage in a meaningless fight in front of them, these elves will definitely stop them with violence.

So now the God of War wants the power of the olive tree?
He expressed his curiosity, so he continued to observe, and conjured up a sofa and roasted sunflower seeds on the spot and slowly cracked them.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The flower buds slowly bloomed under the sound of the symphony, and the layers of lotus petals took on a purple silk feel, like a warm and comfortable bed.

In the center of the lotus, a figure in armor slowly stood up from a long dream, holding the olive branch just dropped by the azure doves.

The armor He wore for war and the long sword in His hand gradually disappeared in the sound of the symphony, and were replaced by... an olive laurel wreath.

The appearance is almost identical to the olive crown that Cloa had obtained before.

The olive spirits danced around Him.

"May the war end."

As He spoke, He generously released His power. One after another, green olive trees took root and sprouted around Deimos, growing into towering trees at an extremely exaggerated speed.

Magic patterns intertwined on the branches and leaves of the olive trees. The emerald green leaves actually turned into swords and shields, swaying in the wind, like an entire tree of weapons hanging.

The prompt of the Astral Body Imprinting Technique came——

【The God of War makes Moss desire peace.】

[Deimos injected all his power for war into the Evergreen Olive Tree. The Olive Tree will have the following abilities:
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Weapons of War: Using the Olive Branch of Peace will transform it into a weapon of your skill, and you will have Deimos's proficiency and control over weapons.

NOTE: This capability requires adaptation.
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The Crown of Never Being Confused: Wearing the laurel wreath made of the olive branch of peace, you will remain calm no matter what kind of war you face, and will not fall into the frenzy of war.
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Guiding Compass of War: A compass made with the olive branch of peace can guide the dead in war into the olive kingdom of Deimos.
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Calling for the Dove of Peace: When necessary, the power of the olive branch of peace can summon the power of Deimos, and the dove of peace will stop the war with great force.

[Deimos is gradually transforming the Peace Olive Tree through his own power and the Light of Eden. As the number of wars stopped increases, the power of the Peace Olive Tree will increase.]

“This is really going from one extreme to another.”

Croa couldn't help but sigh in amazement: "Before, he was a god in charge of war, but now he suddenly loves peace."

He was in a very happy mood at the moment.

Although Deimos seems to be changing from a warmongerer to a peace lover, maintaining peace is far more difficult than starting a war.

So His power actually increased.

Now Croix can mobilize the power of Deimos at any time, which is... a powerful force at the level of a god.

At this moment, he can finally rest assured.

With such a powerful trump card, plus his other trump cards, he would not be afraid even if the Church of Mother Earth and the Holy See broke off hostility and attacked him.

……

after a while.

Deimos ended the magic exchange of Eden and the golden apple dream and came to Croa.

This time He was not wearing the heavy armor.

But surprisingly, the appearance of this war envoy was quite ordinary. After seeing him, Kloa only had one thought -

Oh, it turns out that Deimos appears in male form.

Then there is no more.

It's just... a male image, with an ordinary figure and appearance, the kind that no one would even look at twice if he were thrown into a crowd.

I don’t know if Deimos sensed Croa’s observation and speechlessness, so he took the initiative to explain: “I was like this before I became the Messenger of Light.

My ordinary appearance allowed me to survive to the end. "

This is indeed true.

If you are very handsome, tall and strong on the battlefield, you will easily become a target, and even your corpse may be used as material for casting spells after you die.

It is said that when some countries start a war, they often cooperate with those necromancers and send some good corpses to the other side in exchange for help in mysticism.

In comparison, being ordinary on the battlefield is not a bad thing.

But the meaning of His words...

"You were a mortal who became a god?" Kloya asked curiously, "About how many years ago?"

He immediately took out a notebook and planned to record it.

This is first-hand information, obtained by directly questioning Deimos, and it is a secret that even those in the Vatican do not know.

Deimos: “…”

"About two thousand years ago."

"When the Sky Ark crashed."

Chloe's eyes lit up.

"Tell me more about it."

I have always wanted to investigate that period of history, but the information I got was very little, probably because it was blocked by the Church of the Seven Gods.

Now that he could learn the details from the messenger of God who had personally experienced the crash of the Ark, he immediately became excited.

Deimos showed a somewhat bitter expression: "At that time, I was just a petitioner of the current Lord of Light and the former Messenger of War."

"I boarded the Ark with countless companions and advanced through the nearly endless ether particle cannons inside the Ark.

The particle cannon that uses the ether as energy supply is a defense module made by the King of Titan for the Ark. If a god is hit by the particle cannon, he will not be able to recover even if he returns to the kingdom of God.

If we, the petitioners, were hit by the ether particle cannon, we would have no chance to return to the kingdom of God and be reborn."

He sighed deeply, and his eyes still showed fear of the Ark. "Just one line of defense of the ether particle cannon consumed almost half of the petitioners of the Lord of Light at that time."

"And next we have to face the Seven Stars Core's stripping array, the impact of the star particles, and the sun's light..."

As he described, he tried to materialize his memories.

On both sides were warm and elegant platinum walls, and every inch of the walls was engraved with complex magic patterns that could make the elven royal family and the dwarf's master craftsmen feel despair and headaches.

Those magic patterns even played a decorative role. I don't know what kind of magic power they released, but they kept the entire Ark space in an environment that made all life feel most comfortable.

The materialized memories could actually make Croa feel as comfortable as a spring breeze. It was obvious that Deimos was deeply impressed by the powerful life support system in the Ark.

However, it is in such an extremely comfortable environment.

Floating in the void around it was an extremely small object made entirely of magic power, which looked like a floating cannon.

They emitted blue particles, each of which was able to completely crush a petitioner - one that could break away from the Kingdom of God and fight for a long time.

At least it is at the near-legendary level.

But it couldn't even block a particle cannon.

This scene is actually quite tragic. Countless petitioners could not rest in peace even after death because of their belief in the orders of God. Now they are going to be completely wiped out.

Croix was immersed in Deimos's perspective, watching him use almost all his strength to follow his brothers and break through the defense line of the ether particle cannon.

But before they could catch their breath, they were greeted by the legendary impact of the Seven Lights magic - countless white-gold lights, a world-destroying deep blue cold current, a dark red roar...

Each spell that can destroy a legendary strongman is like the water in the sea, washing away wantonly and destroying all life that enters the Ark.

It was at this time that the gods, who had been inactive, finally displayed their great power.

The first is the Lord of Light who is also the god of war.

This powerful god was enveloped in white light, and neither particle cannons nor legendary Seven Luminaries magic could harm him.

He waved his hand gently, and countless shields appeared out of thin air, spinning lightly on the bodies of each petitioner.

There are no unnecessary sound or light effects, but it is precisely because of this that the power is most concentrated and will not leak out.

For example, those that shine like light bulbs are actually not suitable for the battlefield at all.

In fact, the defensive power of these shields is indeed very strong. The legendary magic that can easily crush petitioners like ants is unable to break through the defense of the shields.

The magic power will be completely absorbed the moment it touches the shield, and the shield will only flicker slightly before stabilizing.

There was also a goddess with long emerald green hair at the side with her arms outstretched, and peaceful emerald green raindrops fell down.

No matter how serious the injuries were, even if they were about to die or even if they were already dead, the petitioners were resurrected and forced to move forward with their own bodies.

These two gods provide shield and treatment respectively, and the other gods assist on the side.

With the help of these two gods, the petitioners finally broke through the blockade of the Seven Stars magic and successfully entered the next level.

The next level that greeted them was the void of the astral space—

The starlight projected from the distant world shines here, the blue starlight is looming, and the form of every petitioner is illuminated by the starlight, revealing their essence.

Even the gods nearby who were surrounded by light were like this. Under the shining starlight, they could no longer maintain their mythological forms and revealed their true forms.

What’s even more terrifying is that their divine powers are sealed at this moment. The high and mighty gods can only land on the ground and move forward with their own feet.

The defense module of this layer is a magic-forbidden space that makes people sink into the astral realm, unable to use magic and divine power.

"!!!"

Croix's eyes lit up, and he wished he could get the starlight right then and there!
This, this must be his blue chapter!
Although there are some deviations from his understanding, it must be, maybe just a small chapter!

He already felt the throbbing deep in his heart. If he could shine these lights, he would be able to learn the Cyan Chapter quickly!
He was so excited that he didn't notice the turbulence of the Light of Eden around him, or even that Mia was swept over at some point.

——He is the master of Eden. Eden was born to fulfill his wishes, so Eden will do its best to satisfy him.

"..."

You can't pamper Cloya like this. It takes so much magic power to pull me over. If I hadn't resisted, you would have been broken!
He was simply unable to complain.

Mia looked at Kloya, then looked at the Ark that was materialized by her memory, and sighed softly.

Then He spoke:

"Whatever you wish for will be manifested!"

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(End of this chapter)