Chapter 561: The Frost Rises

After drinking the porridge, Loren Hill recovered a lot.

She didn't go to Benes immediately, but brought a chair, sat under the eaves of the courtyard, closed her eyes and rested for a while.

Even though she has woken up, she will still be a little sleepy, just like when she woke up back then, as if she would feel sleepy no matter how much she sleeps all day.

Recalling the distant past she saw in her dream, now she has a rough guess about her life experience, but she still lacks a lot of clues. It seems that she will need to find more information about the ruins of dusk in the future, so that she can slowly fill in the puzzle. .

The faction at the end of the Twilight Era, the plan of "Primordial Heart" should not have been completely successful, otherwise it would not have been defeated by the "Mechanical Council". But their efforts were not in vain.

According to the records left by the 'Tree of Life' sect at that time, the 'Mechanical Council' seems to have noticed its own shortcomings, and then absorbed the research of the 'Primordial Heart', and began to deduce its own way of creating a god.

He and the other three primordial souls might be taken away by the "Mechanical Council" later and added to their plan.

According to the last record displayed by the system, the 'Mechanical Council' should have succeeded in creating gods after many years, but many changes occurred, resulting in the final fall of the gods, resulting in today's situation.

Judging from the power of using miracles for the first time at that time, the system called himself the third kingship, which meant that there were still two in front, so there were not only one, but multiple, thrones of gods built back then.

This is the end of the information that I can know so far. Take a few days off and wait for Benes to stabilize the situation in the church before looking for the storage she wants to excavate in the past.

While thinking like this, Loren Hill leaned on the back of the chair and slowly fell asleep.

The wind in the courtyard passed through the leaves and made a slight sound. The girl's hair fluttered slightly and then fell again, scattered around her fair neck. As her chest rose slightly, her eyebrows slowly stretched, as if entering a peaceful atmosphere. dreamland.

The nun who was guarding the door looked at the sleeping girl in the courtyard and felt a little lovable and cute. She smiled and shook her head slightly, then looked up at the blue and clear sky.

The church seems to be quite peaceful recently.

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Clock Tower Capital Mozwa

At the top of the tall clock tower, in the spacious and bright hall, twelve mages sat at the central round table, as if each represented a tick on the clock.

"You must have received the news some time ago that our plan on the Holy Mountain of Karen Riel failed."

"The candidate for the next pope of the church is almost the default, unless Charente suddenly jumps out to compete, but in fact he has not asked foreign affairs for many years."

"This time is a huge failure for us. Not only has we lost a precious treasure, but the Sanctuary has fallen to Crancia."

A mage wearing a black robe stood in the direction of 12 o'clock and narrated to everyone present that the scene was a bit dull.

"Is there any way to save it?" asked the next Mage with a silver chain on his chest.

"No, the Knights of the Holy Lance jointly adjudicated the Sacred Mountain of martial law. If you try to do anything at this time, it is too easy to be caught."

"Well, it seems that the Sanctuary can't be counted on."

"How is the situation over there at Heiyan?"

"Now they are purging the remnants of the internal 'Bow Hunting Sect'. They have been doing this since they defeated the 'Bow Hunting Sect' coalition at the beginning of the year."

"Why did it take so long?"

"It is said that the 'Bow Hunting Sect' has changed leaders, and now it has become more cunning. They don't fight the halberd sect head-on, but all kinds of harassment and raids, making the 'Long halberd sect' very passive."

"It's really disappointing, haven't their musketeers been trained yet?"

"The training is over, but they don't seem to want to put their elite musket troops into the complex mountains, because it's a waste."

"Hey, it won't become a climate, these mercenaries still think about the previous set, giving priority to preserving their own strength and property, and there is no momentum or big pattern." Several mage representatives shook their heads, expressing their dissatisfaction.

"Set a time limit for them. Within two months, the domestic war must be ended, and then cooperate with our battle against Crancia at the end of the year."

"The only good news now is that we can finally confirm that there will be no major moves in the past two years. In this way, we can also send a large number of elites to the north to participate in the battle."

"Can this be confirmed? In case Grand Duke Baska of the Green Empire goes against the order of the Emperor and suddenly acts without authorization..."

"No. The physical condition of the two emperors is not very good now, and it is also a critical period for the transition of power. They are very sensitive. Even if the emperor does not attack on the spot, it will definitely leave a huge gap in the heart of the crown prince."

"This rift will continue to ferment in the future when they rule to target the Baska family."

"And if you want to conquer our Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, only the Baska family has no such strength. The current family owner will not be so reckless and embark on this extremely dangerous road."

"In addition, although he is not old, he is no longer young, and he will not be so risky and slanted."

Several representatives of the mages who placed eyeliners in the Green Empire told their opinions recently, which gradually reassured the rest of the audience.

"Since this is the case, then we can't waste such a good time in vain. Let's start mobilizing step by step from this month."

"Logistics equipment, food, required armor

, weapons, transport ships, combat airships, mass-produced golems, all must be fully prepared. "

"I agree."

"agree."

"It was at this time."

A mage sitting under the back of a high chair raised his arms and voted, and finally passed the decision with unanimous consent.

Three days later, a group of carrier pigeons, a messenger with various orders and instructions, like the blood flowing from the heart of agitation, spread out from the city to all directions.

Various factories and workshops began to work overtime, machinery roared, smoke curled up, and soldiers in the same uniform began to train in the wilderness.

"Prepare, let go!"

boom--

The new-style steel weapon was held in the palm of the hand, and as the smoke rose, a short blazing flame emerged from the dark Far East, hitting the boulder in front of it into a shattered piece of shards.

As for the more troops that were not equipped with muskets, under the command of the commander, they pulled out their sabres from their waists, held up metal round shields, and slashed at the wooden stakes in front of them, making smooth cuts.

In other experimental sites, a brand-new steel golem pulled down the curtain and began to debug and test one by one.

The frost rose has seven petals, and the seven petals are one. Now they have to fulfill the promises and ideals they made at the beginning.

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