Old days in the box

Chapter 540: A Race Tested by Time
In a world completely surrounded by endless mud and rocks, huge fleets of starships are densely distributed on the staggered courtyard city-states, making astonishing noises.

This was the last kingdom visited by the Old Fleet, and now they were opening the city gates to welcome the army from Midgard.

Outside the city gate, low cannon fire could be heard from time to time, and huge flames could be heard from afar. The army led by Yuan Wuyou had just put down the last of the war here, and everything was settled.

This is the realm of the dwarves, Svartalfheim, the inner world of the earth.

As the birthplace of starry sky faith, this was once a world favored by the God of Keys, and like the Kingdom of Elves, it was independent among the Nine Realms.

But since the fall of the Key God and the beginning of a new era, everything has changed beyond recognition.

The thick inner world could not stop the invasion of the cold wave. As a place for manufacturing and storing weapons, Svartalfheim could not escape the clutches of the Gods. Invasion and attack began, and the country that had been at peace for nearly two thousand years began to recover.

What was even more coincidental was that when a void crack was torn in the atrium, the people belonging to the Jade Realm were swept into the void by the backflow of the sea and thrown into this place in the center of the earth where there is no starry sky.

The Jade Realm was originally the country established by the White Jade Dragon Girl after she left the Dwarf Kingdom. Now, by some strange coincidence, she was sent back here by the Void, which can be regarded as a homecoming to some extent.

However, this time when she returned home, she had to face an invasion by thousands of enemies and a huge army.

The huge starship was moored in front of the ancient palace. Yuan Wuyou, the God-chosen champion representing the Midgard, led the troops down. Beside her was the mortal python Jörmungandr, the strongest force in this battle.

The well-organized Atrium Army marched along the palace gate, where a luxurious red carpet had already been laid out. Thousands of officials stood on both sides, saluting the Atrium Army.

Of all the worlds taken over by Midgard, the realm of Svartalfheim was the quickest to succumb.

When Yuan Wuyou's army just stepped here, the local people and the army quickly showed great goodwill and were willing to cooperate with them to fight the invasion of the cold wave.

They didn't know at the time that hundreds of years had passed since the people of the Jade Realm first drifted here.

The great expedition of the divine realm first targeted the authority of gods scattered in various realms. Therefore, the White Jade Dragon Girl who held the authority of "steel" naturally became one of the targets of the great expedition.

Although she did not encounter the most deadly Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the years of invasion still overwhelmed the White Jade Dragon Girl. She was burdened with the responsibility of resisting the enemy and leading her people to continue to survive in this homeland, and soon she died in the years of war.

After that, the power of "Steel" was transferred to the next guardian elected by the people, who would continue to protect the people here.

Hundreds of years passed like this. The Jade Realm went through three generations in this dwarf country, with three guardians inheriting the power. Finally, they waited for their compatriots in this foreign land.

Walking across the luxurious red carpet, a receptionist trotted over from the depths of the palace, bowed to Yuan Wuyou, and continued to lead her army into the palace.

"Your Excellency, the Emperor and all the officials have been waiting for you in the palace for a long time. Please follow me this way."

Yuan Wuyou looked at the receptionist who led the way. He was only about half the height of a normal person, a standard local dwarf, but his face and clothes were almost the same as those of the former Jade Realm people. It was almost impossible to tell the difference. This showed that the people of the Jade Realm had been stranded here for a long time, and both the culture and customs had penetrated into the locals here. "You are not from the Jade Realm." Yuan Wuyou said.

"No, General. I am a native dwarf from Svartalfheim, but I have been protected and educated by the Jade Realm since I was a child, just like all the natives here." The receptionist answered politely, as if he didn't mind Yuan Wuyou's frankness at all.

"How long has it been since the people from the Jade Realm fell here?" Yuan Wuyou suppressed his excitement and asked again.

"Nearly four hundred years, General," the receptionist replied.

Yuan Wuyou's heart trembled. She had thought that she had been wandering in the Jade Realm for no more than a hundred years, but she didn't expect that so many years had passed due to the time expansion between realms, and everything in front of her was still so familiar.

Since she accepted the Old Order and set out to fight in Svartalfheim, she had led her army to win hundreds of battles here. Conceptually, she was well aware that she was standing on a planet in another realm, but at this moment she felt like she was home.

The tall and majestic army followed her footsteps into the palace and walked into the hall. They pressed behind the reception envoy like a steel wall, bringing with them an unparalleled sense of oppression.

In addition to Jörmungandr, there was also a small army of several hundred people beside her.

They are the only fusion warriors in the atrium, and are the adapters of the super-magic modified fusion armor once designed by Zhou Xiao. They are more than two meters tall, wearing the helmet of domination, the armor of berserker, the protection of Shiva on their shoulders, and the divine swords of Huiyao and Dagon behind them.

The control of this batch of ultimate magical modified armors was also transferred to Yuan Wuyou when the abyss was cleared.

This was also the God-chosen gift that was designed to be delivered to her from the very beginning, but Zhou Xiao left in a hurry at the time and returned to reality before he could hand it to Yuan Wuyou.

Under the guidance of the reception envoy, Yuan Wuyou walked into the depths of the palace and saw more familiar arrangements and buildings.

Dragon carvings can be seen everywhere in this court, and there are huge murals imprinted on the top of gold, just like the court of the Jade Realm in the past.

The contents depicted in these murals were different. Yuan Wuyou could recognize some of them at a glance, such as the White Jade Dragon Girl guarding the Jade Realm, as well as the sky-blasting cannons and cloud-piercing arrows; some were unfamiliar faces, including dwarves and people from the Jade Realm fighting side by side, breaking through the siege as if they were crossing a sea of ​​blood.

In the center of all these pictures is a faceless god shrouded in a veil of sky. There seems to be a halo above His head, and behind Him is the raging sea and the ferocious death.

The old days always exist in the hearts of the people in the Jade Realm.

No matter how long they have been separated or how far they have been separated, the old days will be there in every corner where the people of the Midgard are - this is faith, and it is also the eternal truth, Yuan Wuyou thought with fear.

"The general from the central courtyard has arrived. All officials are welcome to kneel and greet the emperor." The reception envoy brought them to the court and spoke loudly to the empty golden palace.

A dragon roar descended from the sky, and a white sharp shadow was drawn into the palace and quickly shrank, and then turned into a human form and stood on the hall.

(End of this chapter)