He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

Could this be a stroke of good fortune, a sign of divine intervention?

—To be honest, there really is a 'divine intervention' helping you.

When Bai Yigong was so idle that he was almost daydreaming, he suddenly sensed something.

"Ok?"

He frowned.

Within the city wall's barrier... there are mixed magical fluctuations transmitting a message?

Upon closer listening, he quickly picked up a recording, which sounded like a speech. Instantly, Bai Yigong noticed several key words.

"Odin... Dead Apostle... Evil..."

What is that?

When did their rituals involve a deity?

These are completely different camps, they have absolutely nothing to do with each other.

Late at night, Bai Yigong felt a bit dazed as the cold night wind blew through him.

After thinking for a moment, he contacted the other ancestors through the ritual passage of the earth vein node.

Have you received any strange messages?

Soon, Blackwing Duke's chilling voice came over, "I've heard it three times already."

"Shouldn't you be very familiar with similar words? Ottenrose, perhaps you're getting old and your memory is getting worse?"

"?" Bai Yigong exclaimed, his beard bristling and eyes wide. "I only heard a short part of it."

At this moment, Nero Chaos's voice also chimed in:

"I heard the whole thing from here too."

"Isn't this the same story that Jesta made up when he defected from the Dead Apostle circle? Saying that Odin and the Dead Apostles were joining forces to overthrow humanity..."

"The wording is almost the same, just a different name, it's probably still him."

Bai Yigong suddenly remembered, "Hmph, Jesta, it was actually that arrogant junior who didn't know his place."

Luo Jie'an chimed in with a grin, "Oh dear, this is quite something!"

"Treason is one thing, but spreading rumors and causing trouble... that's a serious provocation against our ancestor!"

Bai Yigong nodded, his white-haired face as cold as ice. "That's right, such unreasonable provocation... comes at a price."

A mere disciple dares to spread rumors and provoke the Twenty-Seven Ancestors? Does he even understand the hierarchy of bloodlines?

And how dare he be so arrogant without even a word of greeting? Have you asked him, Bai Yigong, the number one influencer in the Dead Apostle circle?

When traitors and double agents spread rumors and slander, profiting from negative publicity, they keep quiet after profiting and disappear without a trace, completely disregarding the opinion leader he is!

Now they dare to jump out and repeat their previous actions in person; they're simply courting death!

Bai Yi was pondering how to deal with that guy named Jesta.

Suddenly his expression changed slightly.

Something is approaching his fulcrum, and it's moving very fast!

and many more!

Just now, we were talking about Jesta...

Could it be that they just happened to come to us? How sensible of them!

Volume 1: Chapter 76 What?! You're not Jesta?!

Bai Yigong focused his mind and sensed something.

The other side is here. And there are two of them, a man and a woman, rapidly approaching his fulcrum.

Their tactics were undisguised, charging recklessly.

No, they just swaggered over like that? As if they were afraid he wouldn't notice?

Bai Yigong revealed a mocking smile. Judging from the other party's appearance, he guessed that the other party was young, reckless, hot-tempered, and prone to anger.

It's a pity; being too arrogant isn't good.

Young man, don't be too hot-blooded.

At the same time, the other ancestors also took action.

Numerous crawling spiders, flying birds, and beasts of the Chaos Tide, among other creatures, now transformed into their master's 'eyes,' moving about in the corners of the walls to relay information.

"So? Can you tell who it is?"

As Baiyi Gong passed through the ritual passage, he inquired of the other ancestors. The reason for asking the questions was that Baiyi Gong was not familiar with the appearances of the two people.

"do not know."

All the ancestors shook their heads in denial.

At the same time, he thought to himself, "If you, Bai Yigong, a big shot in the industry, don't even recognize him, how can you expect us, the vampires from the Ancient Tomb Sect who have been holed up in our hometowns for thousands of years, to recognize him?"

"I see."

Cromcre's voice rang out.

As the 22nd Ancestor, he possesses a high level of perception and authority over the [City, i.e., Kingdom].

"The invading pair was a man and a woman; the woman in the black robe was a Servant. Her class... most likely Assassin."

"As for the other man, I can't sense him."

In theory, Kromkre's control over the city is absolute, and it is unlikely that such a careless judgment would occur unless they let their guard down.

But who told fate to add something extra this time?

This resulted in the ceremony affecting a much larger area than the ancestors had originally envisioned.

Just like Kromcree, the area of ​​the city wall barrier that he could absolutely control was only thirty kilometers in radius, but now, the entire city of Snowfield, including Nibelungen hidden in the ley lines, is under the siege of the city wall.

It's easy to imagine how many areas are easily overlooked, to the point that when problems arise in many places, there's often no time to conduct multi-line reconnaissance. Even information from the Nibelungen region is difficult to detect in a timely manner.

In other words, Lu Ming's assassination attempts were carried out in a very open and undisguised manner, which made it easier for the ancestors to investigate.

"I understand! That man must be Jesta."

After a moment's thought, Whitewing quickly made a judgment: "Chromcre said that the woman is an Assassin."

"According to the information I obtained from Fem, the Servant of the Jesta Contract is a female assassin."

Well, after all, it's the Holy Grail War, so it's perfectly reasonable for the master and servant to act together!

Although they were unaware that the current Master was not the same one as before.

"It must be that guy Jesta. After learning that we ancestors were holding a ceremony, he came here specifically to provoke us. That previous broadcast speech must have been a so-called propaganda offensive!"

"I have to say, he really is... courting death."

Bai Yigong's tone was full of contempt.

Spreading rumors and profiting from online traffic, instead of running away from the enemy, they willingly offer themselves up.

In addition, there were his previous actions of threatening to betray the Dead Apostle camp and challenge the Twenty-Seven Ancestors.

With these old and new grudges piled up, it's practically suicide.

During the ceremonial communication, Nero Chaos's indifferent voice rang out:

"That being said, Servants are the shadows of humanity, the enemies of us Dead Apostles. Moreover, Assassins are mostly related to the Assassin Order that fought against the Dead Apostles back then, and they possess techniques specifically targeting the Dead Apostles."

"If the opponent gets help from Jesta next to them, it might be a bit tricky. Will they be able to win?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yigong scoffed.

"We will win."

His voice, transmitted through the ritual passage, reached the ears of every ancestor; his tone was calm, yet filled with absolute confidence.

A declaration of certain victory before the start of the war.

"Well then... I wish you great success!"

Luo Jie'an said with a grin.

However, the words had barely left his mouth.

Suddenly, the communication between Baiyi Gong and the ceremony was cut off.

"?" What the heck? Is her mouth blessed or something?

"The White-Winged Duke?" "Ottenrose?"

The other ancestors also called out several times, but there was no response.

A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in the hearts of the ancestors.

......

A moment ago.

Lu Ming charged head-on into the range of the earth vein pivot.

The very moment he stepped inside—

"Ok?"

Lu Ming paused, this feeling... was a spatial fluctuation.

It's like... the feeling I had when I was fighting Odin at the power plant.

In Lu Ming's mind, Skadi and Ereshkigal's various analyses of the ley line pivots flashed by.

The ley lines are key to maintaining the world of Nibelungen. They exist simultaneously in both Nibelungen and the outside world...like supporting pillars running through different floors.

Under normal circumstances, within the range of the ley line fulcrum, the spaces of the two worlds do not overlap.

It's like two pieces of paper stacked together or two floors in the same building. Although they are in the same position vertically, they are not equivalent.

But now, the boundary between the two is blurred! Judging from the consistent signs before and this time, it can be basically confirmed that.

Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.

what does this mean?

This means that, to some extent, the Nibelungen... is merging with reality.

In other words, the situation these walls are encircling them is also inevitably troubling the residents outside, which is exactly as previously expected.

Moreover, a similar plot from "Dragon Raja 4" instantly flashed into Lu Ming's mind—in Lu Mingfei's hometown city, Odin's Nibelungen was eroding reality.

The spirits of the dead howled into reality, and the passenger planes that had hurriedly taken off in an attempt to escape the city were destroyed in the explosion. Countless innocent citizens were caught in the crossfire and died without knowing why.

Thinking this through, Lu Ming clenched his fists, and anger rose in his eyes.

Odin!

You have already committed numerous evil deeds. It's one thing that you used any means necessary when fighting against me, but now you are inflicting suffering on innocent people without any sense of guilt!

You have no heart!

The fanatical follower beside him noticed Lu Ming's emotional shift. The slightest sensation caused his own aura to become erratic. Lu Ming's expression remained unchanged, but his aura was growing increasingly terrifying, like a volcano about to erupt.

No, the next second... it exploded with a deafening roar!

Bloodlust! Elemental Outburst! Rune Enhancement! Inch Punch Mode! A terrifying shockwave, centered on Lu Ming, swept outwards in all directions!

Crack! Crack! The surrounding ground surface cracked and shattered in large patches under the violent impact!

Lu Ming's eyes were wide open, his aura was overwhelming, like a god or a demon.

boom!

The next moment, he moved.

The ground beneath their feet exploded again with a deafening roar, sending soil flying everywhere and creating a conspicuous crater.

Lu Ming's figure flashed across the atmosphere like lightning, pushing aside layers of air currents that created a sonic boom.

At the same time, fists were raised high.

After analyzing the materials of the city wall many times, even without Skadi by his side, Lu Ming already had a good grasp of the general area of ​​the weak points.