Chapter 983 Critical Balance

The defenders in the Castle District of Winterwolf have surrendered? ! "

When he heard the news, Philip stood up directly from the chair, his eyes widened.

"Yes, General," over the magic web terminal not far away, a ground force commander with a face stained with smoke and dust was standing in the holographic projection, and the background behind him was a large area of ​​ruins that were still smoking with smoke and fire, and Soldiers who are busy in action, under the temporary lights in the distance, you can also see disarmed Typhon soldiers being escorted, "Their supreme commander gave up resistance, and now the shields of the castle district have been removed from it. Closed internally, we are taking over various areas of the castle."

Philip frowned, just as he couldn't understand why the Typhons suddenly started a war a few days ago, at this time he also couldn't understand why the other party chose to surrender - this is completely inconsistent with the current intelligence on Winter Wolf Castle. The commander's behavioral prediction does not conform to the tendency of the God of War to seek "a war that is as bloody and expanding as possible" after the God of War is out of control.

"Relying on the strong fortifications of the castle, they could have continued to resist for a while - they could even count on holding on until reinforcements arrived and got out of the predicament," a staff officer said in confusion, "only the outer city was breached, and the inner castle was almost In the case of intactness...the Typhons surrendered like this? General, look at this..."

"Typhon's 'General Wolf' has no precedent for surrender, not to mention that this generation of General Wolf seems to be a hardliner who is quite hostile to us. To be honest, I don't believe that the other side will surrender so easily," Philip shook his head. , "But they have closed the castle's shields, and under the premise that our ground forces are gradually taking over the entire Winter Wolf Castle, I really can't think of any other plans for them to come back... In theory, if they really want to continue If you resist, any plan is better than surrender."

The staff officer asked curiously, "General, what do you mean..."

Philip raised his head and looked in the direction of the magic net terminal: "Have you been in contact with the other party's supreme commander?"

"Yes, General," the commander on the opposite side of the communication channel nodded immediately, "I have contacted her - but she said 'to talk to someone of equal status', I think she wants to talk to you directly."

Philip pondered for a while, then nodded: "I understand, I will go over soon. You continue to carry out the takeover and cleaning work, and establish a forward battalion on the spot, ready to deal with the counterattack of the Typhons or continue to advance eastward. "

"Yes, General!"

...

Andersa was still lying on the bed, in fact it was still very difficult for her to move. The buzzing noise in her ears has been reduced a lot, and the powerful physical quality of the high-level superhuman is quickly repairing the damaged part of her body.

As her hearing gradually recovered, she could hear the noisy and busy movement outside.

The last of its own guards were being disarmed, and those Cecilians had taken over the place completely.

They are right next to them.

Andersa tried her best to move her eyes, and she could see the Cecil soldiers in strange armors standing upright in various parts of the room, vigilantly "protecting" this place, while those who were originally here to take care of and look after her. The trusted soldiers were "invited" to other rooms after being disarmed, and theoretically they should not be seen for a long time.

I can't see them... that's fine too - the young wolf general couldn't help but think so.

Because she really doesn't know how to face her subordinates who get along with each other day and night, whether they are those who are polluted by the god of war or remain fully awake... She knows her Winter Wolf Knights, understands every one of them, they are sure They are all ready to fight to the last minute, and even prepare to resist the war machines of the Cecilians with their flesh and blood. This castle could have continued to stand, and it may even wait for reinforcements from the rear... But None of this was possible because their supreme commander surrendered after a single bombardment.

And the entire Winter Wolf Knights chose to execute without complaint after receiving the order... This made Andersa feel the unspeakable pressure even more.

As her thoughts gradually drifted away, a pain suddenly came from a wound somewhere on her body, which interrupted Andersa's thoughts all of a sudden. She couldn't help but grunt in a low voice, and moved her body slightly—this brought more attention. great pain.

"Try not to move, the new potion is taking effect," a strange soldier's voice came from the side, with a little nervousness in the coldness, "Keep insisting, a medical priest is coming."

Andersa looked at the prestige and saw a young face, it was a Cecil soldier, maybe a low-level officer-they were all ordinary people without magical fluctuations, and their eyes were always dangling at this moment. Shaking away, Andersa really couldn't tell whether the soldier or the officer was standing in front of her.

At least these Cecilians didn't have the defenders who were embarrassed to surrender...not bad.

Just when Andersa was thinking about this, she heard a sound of military boots stepping on the ground suddenly from the direction of the door of the room, and at the same time the young man's voice sounded in her ear: "Oh, the priest is here—"

Medical priest? Pastor?

Andersa opened her eyelids curiously and looked in the direction of the footsteps, and then she saw a woman who looked very young, wearing what looked like a nun's clothes, but the nun's clothes could be seen everywhere. Devices like armor sheets, metal backpacks, and rune drag chains, this strangely dressed "Miss nun" walked towards him, carrying a rather heavy-looking "battle staff" in her hand. His own illusion, the staff seems to be still stained with blood.

Then the "Sister Cecil" came to Andersa's bed. She put the heavy battle staff on the ground with a "bang" and bent down towards Andersa, who saw the other side. He was wearing some sort of mechanical glove on his hands - it didn't seem to have anything to do with prayer or healing, no matter how you looked at it.

Is this the priest responsible for treating his injuries? How did Cecil's nun look like this?

Andersa was a little suspicious for a moment. Although it seemed that she didn't care about such details now, she couldn't help but whispered: "Wait a minute, I still..."

"Don't move," the young nun said immediately, and put her hand on Andersa's shoulder. "Your left eye is already blind—I don't want to accidentally damage your other eye."

Andersa fell silent, then twitched the corners of her mouth, and she was relieved in the bitterness: "...Is it really blind..."

"If you cooperate well, maybe you can grow back one day in the future - after all, Cecil is the world's number one in technology." The nun seemed to say happily, with a tone of natural confidence in her tone.

Andersa listened to the other party's words, but just kept silent and didn't speak any more.

...

Pedinan felt as if he had fallen into a long, weird, gloomy and depressing nightmare, in which he seemed to be replaced by another person, doing terrible things in a state of confusion, but in the nightmare, he But he always felt that he was awake - some force distorted his perception of the whole world, what he saw was no longer what he really saw, what he did was no longer what he really wanted to do, he just Like a clown puppet swaying in front of the candlelight, desperately doing seemingly normal movements - but casting a distorted and bizarre shadow on the ground that is indistinguishable.

And at a certain moment after that, he suddenly woke up, everything in the nightmare faded away, and blood was dripping in front of him.

Rosetta Augustus looked at Pedinan who suddenly sat up from the middle of the magic circle, and there seemed to be a smile on his gloomy face: "Sir Pedinan, you've finally woken up."

Pei Dinan was breathing heavily, as if he was going to take quick breaths to clear out all the filth in his body. He finally felt that his heart and spirit had stabilized, so he had time to observe the surrounding situation - this is A closed room that looked very much like a magic laboratory, with no windows and only a small door, was illuminated by bright magic spar lamps, and all the nearby walls were engraved with crooked runes.

Fei Dinan found that there seemed to be no other furnishings in this room except runes, and even the place where he was lying was a circular magic circle engraved with runes.

"Your Majesty," the old duke finally recovered. The repressed memories and correct perceptions in his mind were "resurging" crazily, making him realize in just a few seconds the terrible things that happened a few days ago. The former wolf general who has experienced countless storms can't help but feel a chill at this moment, "I may be polluted! Before I..."

"I know, I know, Sir Ferdinand, things have happened - you need to recover further," Rosetta Augustus said calmly. "It's really bad, but it's not too bad."

Pei Dinan took a deep breath and stood up from the magic circle, his tone hurried: "We and Cecil..."

"We have entered a state of war - the war we declared first, or the war God declared for us," Rosetta looked into Ferdinand's eyes, "Mr. Ferdinand, Malm Dunit uses the power of mental interference. Blinded and distorted your perception, the explanation we sent to Cecil was tampered with a declaration of war, but it was not your fault."

At this moment, Pei Dinan felt that his heart stopped for a beat, but he stopped the trend of falling into dizziness. After realizing that this matter was irreversible, he seemed to suddenly notice the abnormality in this room——

It seems to be a magic laboratory, and you can see things like runes everywhere, but after looking carefully, he realized that those were not magic runes he knew. Those curved lines are complex and delicate, but their style is not like any race on land. When looking at them, Pei Dinan felt that his depressed mood quickly calmed down and became clearer, and there were still some vague thoughts left. It soon became very clear.

The old duke asked subconsciously, "Your Majesty, this is..."

"This is still in Obsidian Palace, this room is a laboratory of Lady Windsor Maple. If you mean those runes - they are from the deep sea, first brought to Cecil by the Siren and then by Cecil gave us as a gift. I think you've seen a few samples of these runes, but the 'House of the Barrier' on a scale like this one is really the first time you've seen it."

"The runes from the deep sea..." Pei Dinan finally had some relevant information in his mind, he remembered that there was such a thing, "then these runes are used to..."

"Remove your contamination," Rosetta said flatly, "and make sure you're not subject to the will of the gods again for some time to come - it seems to be working well for now."

Pei Dinan felt the rapid improvement of his mental state, and realized that the "effect" that the other party said was really good, but the next second, he thought of another thing.

"Your Majesty, do you already know me..."

"No, I don't have the ability to see," Rosetta interrupted Ferdinand with a wave of her hand, "but I'm sure the contamination of the gods will spread to the upper echelons of the empire - I just didn't expect the first to be contaminated and The person who was completely unaware at first would be you, someone who had been consciously distanced from the church since many years ago. In this regard, I underestimated the ability of the divine will to penetrate the mortal mind, but since On the other hand, we have now gone a step further to determine how the 'pollution' penetrates and spreads, and the extent of the population affected, which is very meaningful."

Rosetta said it very indifferently, while Ferdinand quickly heard another meaning from the attitude and words of the ruler of the empire——

The emperor was indeed surprised, but it was only the "details" that surprised him. As for the direction of the whole thing... It seems that he has not deviate from his judgment until now.

Does this include this war?

"Your Majesty," Pedinan whispered after a few seconds of silence, "what are we going to do next?"

"The war has broken out," Rosetta said as if to himself, his eyes not falling on Ferdinand, "...the Empire should enter a state of emergency."

"Are you going to use the emperor's supreme ruling power?"

"More than ten years ago, we tried to change the situation for this country. We did this, and we did a lot of feats that we didn't even think about, but looking back now, we still have a lot of things to do. It's over," Rosetta said calmly, "there are people alive who shouldn't have survived, and some things that shouldn't have survived... Don't you think it's a pity?"

"It's really a pity," said Ferdinand Wendell, "it seems that we can finish what was left unfinished - but one more thing, Your Majesty, we are at war with the Cecilians."

"It's the mad god who is at war with Cecil," Rosetta looked into Ferdinand's eyes, "the god who is out of control is the common enemy of all mankind - this time, we are actually standing with Cecil. aside."

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