Blood of Mercury

Helga looked gloomy.

The catastrophe that occurred in the Saint Laurent Empire in the west reached her the next morning.

It is said that demons crawled out of the ground and took over the holy city of Frankfurt.

Plagues and curses have completely polluted the Holy Land, turning its inhabitants into undead-like monsters.

The swords of mortals can't hurt them at all. Even piercing their chests or decapitating their heads with all their strength would be of no use.

At this moment, this terrifying monster has assembled into an army, and it is raging with its iron hooves high.

"damn it!"

She couldn't help roaring, and the chilling breath that permeated suddenly made the clamorous ministers below obediently shut their mouths.

As a tyrant who conquered the country with iron and blood, and then executed all opponents and people of the blood of the previous dynasty, the first-generation Saya Archduke had great prestige.

"Trash, I will only say it here, it is useless at all!"

She showed a slight anger, and the minister below was already silent.

The reason Helga was so furious was because she was the only one present who understood the seriousness of the problem. Her father, the Marquis of Saya, was after all a scholar of ancient Elkat's history, and she was well aware of the gap between the Legion of the Dead and the armies of the Dark Irons.

That's a quality gap enough to make anyone despair.

Without any illusions at all, you know that it is absolutely impossible to fight.

It was as if after a thousand years, the old undead army had descended on the earth again——

Although the gods defeated the undead army once a thousand years ago, even if that history has been beautified, anyone familiar with that history knows that it can only be attributed to the success of the beheading tactic.

The undead army under the command of the Silver Queen is truly the strongest army on earth.

No need for sustenance, no rest, constant morale, no surprise attack, no pain, no fear, and his own strength is also a front line.

The most important thing is that as long as they are not captured or completely destroyed, everyone will be resurrected after the battle.

This is an army that common sense cannot defeat.

That is not the strongest, but invincible.

Not to mention defeating them, even blocking their progress is impossible.

"Damn... **** rotten people..."

Duke Helga murmured, his right hand clenched slowly: "It happened at this time...it happened to come to Caral..."

"Lord Duke!"

At this moment, a knight suddenly came running from behind in a hurry, and whispered something in Helga's ear.

"...You said that the undead army suddenly stopped?"

Helga could hardly understand what he heard: "Are you sure the news is reliable?"

"That's right!"

The man dressed as a court knight said brightly, "They didn't pass through the oak lock! The scout said they entered the oak lock from the iris swamp and never came out!"

"It's been more than six hours, and they still have no news at all," the young knight looked at Helga with admiration, "Sir Duke, they really got lost in the oak locks!"

However, it was completely beyond the knight's expectations. Hearing this news, Helga couldn't help but not smile, but his face changed greatly, and there was no blood in an instant.

Because she understood the purpose of the undead—

"Their purpose is a calamity beast!"

Helga judged without hesitation: "They must be stopped!"

She knows very well how much destructive power it will have if the disaster beast is transformed into an undead.

For Saint Laurent, Saya and Titan, it is undoubtedly a disaster for the country!

"...Enough for an army?"

Instructor Changmian couldn't help laughing: "It's unnecessary. With your strength, does that kind of thing have any meaning? Is there any legion in this world that is stronger than you?"

"Things can't be said that way."

The professor shook his head and calmly denied the instructor's opinion: "In front of the legion's iron hoofs, all individual resistance is futile."

"You're talking about the inferior undead army you formed?"

"No, I'm talking about the Twilight Legion."

The professor was silent for a while, and said softly, "Or to put it more clearly...the vanguard of the Dusk Seed that will destroy the world in the prophecy."

Saying so, he slowly stood up.

Beside him, a pale silver light like garbled data flashed quickly, and countless 0s and 1s combined to form a strange model.

He stretched out his hand, and the light stream of this data quickly circled around the tip of his right finger. A silver light suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, and some bud-like object wanted to emerge from the ground.

"I accepted Lord Akashia's last entrustment from a thousand years ago... no, to be precise, earlier. His last words."

He said softly, and the only emotion in his eyes quickly faded: "...He asked me to save the world in his place, change the trajectory of the future, and let the dusk not come again."

Inexplicably, Changmian Instructor was silent. Her eyes were focused on the professor, thoughtfully.

"It's ridiculous, Lord Akashya gave me nothing but this sentence. I don't even know what it is that will destroy the world."

"In order to find out the truth, I first kept my name incognito and took away the copy of the book of all laws. But unfortunately, although it wrote the future, there is only no information on the dusk... In other words, the dusk will not be in the future 800 years. appear within."

"So, I changed my bloodline by rewriting the secret method on the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, and joined the Winter Fruit Association as a winter elf. Fortunately, there is finally a record about dusk... such a terrible dusk."

Having said this, the professor paused slightly.

He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but the light in front of him formed a column shape and began to slowly expand and rise.

"...Such a terrifying dusk. I really can't think of anything that can stop the advance of the undead dusk army, and the Seven Saints have left Faens, unable to answer my doubts. Just when I was almost desperate, the mage raised In great chaos, we will usurp the scepter of the saint."

"I wanted to stop them myself... But at this time, the first savior came. I saw the undead army of the Silver Queen~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This same undead army almost made me think of them as dusk."

"That's right, that's right—"

The professor's tone suddenly became high. The beam of light in front of him suddenly swelled up, surrounding the data circulation sky.

"That's right! The only way to stop the undead is for us to take out the undead too!"

"However, it can only be blocked, not repelled or completely evaded. I later hid in the Winter Fruit Association and spent seven hundred years to finally find the reason why Faens would be targeted. The root cause is that the walls of Gaia are not perfect, and its structure determines that it must be presided over by a Gaia in order to function properly."

"How can you do this?"

Instructor Changmian couldn't help but be surprised: "However, Higgs can do this at most. He is not a saint who specializes in design."

"I'm different from him."

With the arrogant attitude unique to Ya'an, the professor said: "As long as you give me six hundred years, I can calculate the repair method of Gaia's wall - I have the confidence to transform the structure of Faens into a planetary ship. , to completely solve the problem of hedging between the power of dusk and the turbulent flow on the wall of Gaia-"

"...But, you don't have six hundred years."

The long-sleeping mentor couldn't help sighing.

She also just found out what kind of talent this genius who has been silent for more than a thousand years has.

If he was born in the right age, maybe even the three saints would not fall, and Higgs would not fall into dusk...

However, it has not been six hundred years.

——From the moment he accepted this task, he has failed.

"However, I have other plans."

The professor was silent for a while, then suddenly spoke up. (

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