goddess of revolution

Chapter 1085
It seems that the gods are forging weapons in the kingdom of God above the sky, and sprinkle continuous sparks on the earth.Mars turned into an orange-red fire mass with long smoke trails in the sky, and smashed dust columns in the wasteland.Countless tiny fragments were separated from the fire ball, occasionally hitting the protective barrier, causing large ripples, and even condensing pieces of white crystals.

In the prison's only cell with a window, the goblin Nasgai finally couldn't help standing up: "I have to talk to the warden, he can't save magic oil like this anymore!"

The halfling Gomis grabbed him in surprise: "You are crazy! The bishop of the Holy See of Order is here, and the warden has specifically ordered us not to show up!"

Gomis pointed to the ceiling and said, "This is the strongest place in the prison, just like the warden's office. Even if the entire battleship falls down, it won't hurt us. What are you afraid of?"

Nasgai jumped up and said, "There are tens of thousands of people crowded in the prison! It's a terrible thing to kill even one person!"

Gomis stared: "Since when did you believe in the Goddess of Mercy and care about the life and death of those slaves?"

"I don't even believe in the goddess of commerce," Nesgai said piously, "I only believe in Jinpuer, and those slaves are all Jinpuer! In order to defend Jinpuer, I would risk my life!"

Throwing away Gomis' hand, Nesgai stepped out of the room firmly, practicing his beliefs.

The heart of the silver moon has risen on the land of Sifein for the seventh day, and the battle between the Red Alliance and the Dawn Empire broke out again, but the battlefield is not around the heart of the silver moon, but the Hante Kong Reef.

The Heart of Silver Moon is more than [-] kilometers away from Valentine, spanning more than half of the continent.It is impossible for the Imperial Fleet to fly over without even needing a relay base, and it is even more impossible to send the main force to the other side of the continent while the Hante Kong Reef is still threatening Valentine.

And so, the Second Battle of Hunt's Reef broke out.

Just below the Khanty Reef is the west of Sacedonia, but from the vast land of Betmond Prairie in the north to Tangus in the south, you can see the battlefield in the sky like stars colliding. Bombarded by meteor showers, this imperial prison located in the gravel wasteland northwest of Tangus happened to be in the center of the meteor shower.

The prison has just changed a barrier that can block objects, but it takes a lot of magic oil to activate this function.For the warden whose profits come from reselling criminals and slaves, as well as all kinds of low-level magic equipment, the magic oil burned per second is equivalent to how many pieces of goods are very conceptual.Even someone with a will like steel would shrink back under that number, not to mention the warden's will is as weak as a slime.

For Nesgai, who has a longer-term vision, this risk is intolerable, and in his view, the immediate crisis is still an opportunity.

Being in the center of a fierce battlefield, the goods are safe and sound. Such a reputation is not something that can usually be bought with Jinpuer.

As the warden's most trusted trade assistant, it was his duty to correct mistakes.

Although he is still a prisoner, he has special treatment and a high reputation in prison.Not only did the guards not stop him, but they escorted him all the way to the tower where the warden's office was located, which was the tallest and strongest place in the prison.

Walking along the tall and thick stone wall to the tower, overlooking the scene inside the wall, the cells above and below the ground are already full.The open space that was originally used for ventilation was crowded with tents, and there were still large areas without tents.Countless ragged criminals mixed together, the earth was the bed and the sky was the quilt.

The prison, which could only accommodate 5000 people, is now crowded with 3 to [-] people, and the excess are all "criminals" gathered here from the Holy See of Order from all over the south to be transferred to Valentine.

Murderers such as theft, robbery and murder accounted for only a very small number of these people, and most of them were charged with "disrespecting the goddess".Specific behaviors include but are not limited to stepping on the shadow of the goddess statue, failing to recite the tome of order, drinking alcohol, and failing to pray to the goddess while eating, etc.

These people used to work in the mines and workshops directly under the empire in various places. Now the mines are empty and the workshops are closed. The Holy See of Order got them to Valentine. Nesga guessed that they would continue to mine.However, seeing those criminals knelt on the ground and kowtowed in prayer even though they didn't even have a tent, he denied his guess.

If the rumors are true, the souls of these people will be collectively harvested by the goddess of order in the subsequent ceremony.

Nesgai looked at these people with a little more pity, but only a little bit, anyway, they were voluntary.And since they can't go to the battlefield, it is only natural to contribute to the eternal order in this way.

Sacrifice itself is not evil, it depends on whether the sacrifice is voluntary and what the purpose of the sacrifice is.

Summoning evil gods to harm the world is of course evil. Repairing Mount Paradise and building an eternal order that allows goblins to return to a peaceful life is not only not evil, but sacred and noble.

Nasgai has no idea about the conflict of faith between the Red Alliance and the Dawn Empire. As a redstone goblin in a mixed state, he has been discriminated against in the race chain of half-elf, halfling, and human since he was a child. He agrees All the goblins of Fein must unite to form their own kingdom.Only in this way can the goblins enjoy dignity and gain happiness.This dream can only be realized in the eternal order created by the goddess of order.

Now his thinking has changed, but it does not affect his recognition of the eternal order, and he even feels that he will have a better future in the world of "each in his place".After all, his intelligence and wisdom have been proven, and he is destined to be a big shot.

Nasgai successfully entered the tower and knocked on the warden's office.

There is also a hideous old man in the office, wearing the robes of the Holy See of Order, he is the bishop who came here to handle slave affairs.

"A goblin!?"

He was taken aback by Nesgai's presence, and he was even more annoyed by Nesgai's time-consuming suggestion to the warden.

Nesgai couldn't understand the bishop's anger. This suggestion was obviously beneficial to him.

The bishop's scolding made Nasgai understand why: "A goblin, actually dictating the affairs of the Holy See?"

"Wait, there is no place for goblins in the staffing of the Imperial Prison. What is his identity?"

The bishop did not speak to Neske directly, but asked the warden.

After getting the answer of "criminal", the bishop fixed a sharp gaze on the warden, who had Khan's recruit guard on his head.

Nesgai switched cells with Gomis, in the deepest underground cell for condemned prisoners.

Nasgai tried his best to put on a smile on his face: "The warden is just trying to show the bishop, and this place is also very safe."

Gomis hugged his head and yelled in despair: "Don't lie to yourself! Look at the eyes of those guards! We are finished, I will be killed by you, Nesgai!"

Nasgai's smile froze, his heart was in a mess, and he felt that he was having a nightmare.

After an unknown amount of time, the prison cell trembled violently, and smoke and dust rushed in.

This is not a nightmare, it is a reality more terrifying than a nightmare!

Nesgai and Gomis banged on the door while coughing, and just as they were about to choke to death, the door opened.

There was a crowd of people standing outside, both guards and Gomis' men.

Although the smoke and dust faded, Nesgai saw something more chaotic than the smoke and dust in their eyes, it seemed... dazed?
Gomis asked, "What happened? Where's the warden?"

The guard and the criminal pointed in the same direction at the same time, and through the blurred dust, Nesgai and Gomis saw broken steel and charred wood everywhere, which formed something that would never be seen in a prison, an imperial ship. Battleship!
Climbing to a section of the stone wall that hadn't collapsed, Nesgai had a clear view of the prison.

One... no, two Imperial warships crashed into the prison.That large battleship should be the Earl class, and it stood head to foot at an almost straight angle, replacing the previous tall tower.

The front end of the battleship sank deep into the ground, and the original tower, together with the bishop and warden in the tower, had naturally turned into scraps of paper.The rear half of the hull exposed to the ground was broken off, forming a triangular configuration.

Another smaller battleship, Nasgai guessed it was the Viscount class, it should be that the middle part of the hull collided with the fracture of the previous battleship, and it was also broken into two pieces of the hull that were not completely broken, at a very suitable angle, Spell an "X" shape on the ground.

The control center of the protective barrier is also in the tower, which was destroyed by the impact just now.On the sky that was much clearer than before, small white flowers floated leisurely.It was a parachute that the empire had just created a while ago, a life-saving appliance that was cheaper than the slime life-saving ball and did not require extraordinary strength.

There are less than 100 people, and Nesgai has an approximate figure at a glance.

"The warden is dead!"

Gomis' focus is realistic: "We're free!"

Nesgei calmly shattered his delusion: "Unless we change our faces, we will still be prisoners in the empire."

Gomis said eagerly: "At least we can leave here freely, and even the guards don't bother to trouble us! We can go to Redstone, and I will drag Frodo into the water! Even if it doesn't work, we can go to Fleet City like that." The place to flex its muscles!"

Nesgei glanced around and saw not only the dazed guards, but also the demented prisoners, and even more bewildered slaves of the Holy See.

They lost their ruler, and the bishop and his entourage were all in the strong tower, and none survived.

They also lost their faith. It was the imperial battleship that fell down instead of the Red Demon battleship. Where did the power of the goddess go?

Their souls were already very weak, and their beliefs were also very shallow. Under such a violent impact, even if they were still alive, they did not feel the blessing of the goddess.

Their only clear thought is to continue to live.

"Show your fists..."

Nesgai shook his head: "Why would we start all over again elsewhere? Our customers, our relationships, everything we rely on to do business is here."

Gomis froze: "But, but no, there is no prison."

Nasgai was very calm: "How could there be no one? If a prison warden dies, the empire will send another one. Wouldn't it be another prison?"

There was a smile on the goblin's face that a halfling had never seen before, and he didn't know whether it was because the light in his eyes was too hot, or the white teeth exposed were too dazzling. In short, the halfling subconsciously felt awe, as if seeing the most devout saint.

Nesgai whispered: "Of course, the prison is just a layer of skin. This will become a big market, and it will be a city, a city under our control."

The past memories buried in the bottom of Gomis' heart spewed out, making his heart uplifted.

The halfling nodded and said, "The greediest guards will listen to you, and the fiercest prisoners will listen to me. This place will indeed be our territory."

He frowned again and asked, "After that... I mean, after the goddess wins, what shall we do?"

Shaking his head meticulously, the ugly face of the bishop, the eyes of the guards, and the death penalty cell where he stayed passed by quickly, causing some thoughts to change again.

The goblin looked at the two broken imperial warships and said in a low voice, "I don't know if the goddess will win. I don't see any signs of victory in this empire."

Looking at those slaves of the Holy See who were huddled together at a loss, he thought carefully, if these slaves were also counted as victory weights, he was betting on the opponent of the goddess.

It doesn't matter, no matter what the order is, the correct order is the one that allows you to live and live better.

"Let's talk about the future later," the goblin said perfunctorily to the halfling: "Organize the people first, wait for the new warden to come, let him understand that as long as he just sits honestly and pays dividends, there will be no trouble."

The halfling subconsciously nodded, and then asked: "These...slaves of the Holy See, what should we do?"

The goblin said, "Destroy the files and say they're refugees who came here to take refuge."

The halfling shrugged: "Nesgai, you really believe in the Goddess of Mercy."

The goblin said: "Forget? These people are our wealth, without them there would be no city, and... I am a good person."

Turning his gaze to the two broken warships, the goblin said, "That's right, the city, this will be our city, let's call it... Broken Ship City."

………………

On the hell plane, in the big crack where purgatory and abyss intersect, the river of blood boils, and huge ships of ghost stone wrapped in barriers float out.

"The time is just right..."

On a certain stone ship, Art said to Kane from the bottom of his heart: "After solving the Kruza on the third floor of Purgatory, our Hell Plane Army can also free up our hands and dispatch elite soldiers to the main plane to defend the Heart of Silver Moon. "

Kane's heart was also extremely hot. After the raid on the Emperor's Castle, the barbarians returned to Hell, followed Alishan and Otto to enter the third floor of Purgatory through the Blood River, and supported Death in the battle to clean up the undead in Purgatory.

Since the god of death strictly forbids the heroic spirits of the Styx and the barbarians from hell to "pull people" from the undead in purgatory, they basically only do fire support behind the battlefield. fight each other.

With the support of the Hell Barrier and Thor's Hammer, Nairo, the god of death, finally got his wish and eliminated the demon king Kaluza who was still bound by the soul with his predecessor Roland, that is, the afterimage will of the primordial knight Camilla shaped by purgatory. Recaptured the power of death that Kaluza split from the underworld.

Now that the battle to defend the Heart of the Silver Moon has begun, Kane, as a member of the Red Alliance Legion Committee, understands the significance of this defense battle.

Kane is ready to call back all the Red Alliance living people from the Hell Plane Army. Anyway, demons and devils no longer regard the first floor as the main battlefield.They just continue to "excrete" a large number of low-level members to the first floor through several secret passages, causing small troubles for mortals, and maintaining the form of bloody battles.The Heroic Spirit of Styx on Otto's side and the undead allies are enough to deal with it.

"Yo hoo - hello political commissar!"

"Political commissar! Let's go home first!"

"Goodbye political commissar!"

Some crisp or seductive voices sounded. It was the scarlet succubus headed by Mina, Anne, and Mary. They rode various mechs or hell monsters off the ghost ship, chirping and marching towards the Fortress of Return.

Kane responded with a smile and waved his hands, and Art condemned dissatisfiedly: "A group of brats! Their negative impact on the troops is far greater than their disruptive effect on the enemy!"

Kane coughed, "Speaking of hooves, so does Leah."

Speaking of Emolia, who was still being studied and educated in Upsilon, Art was silent, and after a long time, he muttered: "Hey, I don't know when I will see Leah."

"How should I greet you when we meet?"

Kane joked: "Of course I am her father, how about you? Are you her mother?"

Art became angry: "I'm her father too! Are you starting to miss spring, or have you been influenced by that evil god Xia An and want to turn me into a mother? Tell you, that's absolutely impossible!"

Kane sighed: "Don't make normal human needs so dirty, I am a normal man, and I would think what's wrong with that aspect? And who said that the son of a lie can be male or female, and there is no gender distinction?"

Art sneered: "What kind of normal man are you with me? The Son of Lies can be male or female, but I shared my childhood and youth with you, so of course I can only be a male."

Kane said indifferently: "You don't want to become a woman so that we can get what we need, but also prevent me from developing legitimate and reasonable relationships with other women. This is very unfair."

Art yelled: "Whatever you want, disgusting!"

The tone became weak again: "And when have I stopped you from dating other women? I still... still approve of a woman like Mayne."

Become stronger again: "Those succubi can't do it! Absolutely not!"

Kane chuckled in his heart: "Bie Lamene is here as a shield, you know that we don't have that kind of relationship. Well, I'm just talking casually, before the goddess of order is defeated, I don't have the heart to think about my own affairs. And I promised you that I would personally kill your former master..."

Art was very moved: "Kane..."

Then he said angrily: "What does my matter have to do with whether you think about women? It's really inexplicable!"

Probably it was when Nairo, the god of death, wiped out Camilla's afterimage will, and Kane was extremely embarrassed by the tens of thousands of years of love and resentment shown by the two sides.Now that the troops will be withdrawn and returned to the city, Kane is in a relaxed mood, and only then has that emotion, and he has an interaction with Art.

The blood river churned again, and the bone boat woven by countless bones rose up. The leading Skeleton King jumped onto the river bank with his death knight, nodding to Kane.

Following the Skeleton King was an army of undead led by other undead lords. The Heroes of the Styx, Hell Barbarians, and genuine undead landed in an orderly manner, spreading out a huge army on one side of the big crack. The three parties were clearly separated and did not interfere with each other.

The Skeleton King has less than [-] death knights, who made outstanding contributions in the battle to eliminate Kaluza, and received the most power of death after the battle.This allowed his death knights to step into the mist-like mist of Netherland, and they could be replenished with power at any time.When needed, each death knight can summon tens or hundreds of undead who are at least at the level of bitter bone warriors, and gather them into an army of millions of undead.

At this time, the Skeleton King restrained his power of death, making his team very inconspicuous in the undead army, and very close to the Styx Heroic Spirit led by Otto.

After the army of other undead monarchs came ashore, they sped up and stretched out, enveloping the Heroic Spirits of the Styx and the Hell Plane Army faintly like a moon arc, making Kane frown slightly.

The blood river in the big crack boiled again, this time the movement was much bigger.The clone of Nairo, the god of death, appeared from the fog of the blood river. He was wearing a bone crown and armor, riding a huge bone dragon with barbs all over his body, and slowly rose into the air.

He said in a thick and emotionless voice: "Undead Lords, act..."

Huge figures were pulled up one by one, flying units also rose like clouds, and tens of thousands of undead turned around.Death knights, abominations, liches, skeleton warriors, bone dragons and other undead units, with the green light in their eyes burning like fireworks, split their jaws together and let out death roars at the enemies surrounded by them.

"Nello's rebellion... no, it's turned!"

Art reprimanded angrily: "Sure enough, he is a [-]-year-old boy!"

Kane snorted coldly. Although he had already planned to deal with such a change, but the prediction came true at this juncture, which made him extremely angry.

Just as he was about to command the barbarians to switch to a combat state, Otto sent a message: "Kane, take the barbarians and leave. This battle, and the rest of the war, will be left to our heroic spirits."

Kane was stunned, and Otto said again: "This is an arrangement approved by the Chief Cardinal. The living should go to work on the living."

Kane sighed, and gave the barbarians the order to evacuate outside the battlefield.

On the battlefield, there are only [-] to [-] Heroic Spirits of the Styx. Facing the army of undead with hundreds of times and thousands of times, the formation is unwavering.

"These bone dregs are boring... no, they're boring!"

In the queue, a girl with a pretty face floating on a skull cursed bitterly.

"Nairo didn't expect to kill us, did he? The purpose should be to contain the power of the Fortress." The old hero next to him said, "It seems that the God of Death and the Goddess of Order have reached an agreement."

Those dark stone giant ships hanging in the big crack soared up, pulling out a stream of mercury-like light, and condensed a slim figure from it.

The projection of Alishan, the Goddess of the Styx, confronted the clone of Nero, the God of Death, in the air. Alishan asked coldly, "Are you in such a hurry to be the dog's leg of the Goddess of Order?"

Nairo said indifferently: "The covenant between me and Lady Red will be automatically voided after Kaluza is cleared. The eternal order of the goddess of order is not only for mortals, but also for rectifying the divine order of Finn. Of course I will join in His side."

"Ms. Scarlet Red took away my priesthood of the Styx through you, and now there is another Scarlet demigod who has opened up the path of death and separated the souls of the dead that should be under my control. This is something I absolutely cannot tolerate. You, and Ms. Red Red , should have expected today's break."

Alishan snorted: "Very good, I can't help but put the dark water on your god seat for a long time!"

"Stop talking meaningless nonsense," Nero urged his subordinates: "Attack!"

At this moment, the group of undead closest to the heroic spirits of the Styx suddenly wavered.

The leading Skeleton King laughed and said to Otto, "Come on, I'm ready!"

Otto didn't say much, he raised it up to [-] meters, and the big sword chopped down a thick dark golden beam of light, blasting on the Skeleton King.

Figures separated from the Skeleton King one by one, spun rapidly in the golden light, and then returned to the Skeleton King.

Dark golden fireworks of the same color as the beam of light spewed out, enveloping the Skeleton King's skeleton, and even the soul fires in the eye sockets were replaced with golden flames.

With the Skeleton King as the center, the golden flames spread rapidly, connecting each of the death knights in series. In a short while, the soul fires of all the death knights were replaced. The strands were burned into dark golden light dust.

"Nello!"

The Skeleton King raised his long power gun and pointed at the Death clone in the air: "Are you really ready?"

"Tragdy..."

Nairo muttered, seeing that the golden flame was still expanding, involving other undead, he took a deep breath.

　Two in one again~
　　Entering the final chapter tomorrow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)