Game of the World Tree - Chapter 907

907. Chapter 903 The Recorder of History

As time went by, the defense facilities of the Chosen City became stronger and more complete under the construction of the players.

Finally, more than half a month after the army of the Eternal Church entered the Forest of Elves, the vanguard of the Judgment Legion finally arrived at the core area where the World Tree was located.

It was August, and the entire Segos continent ushered in the hottest day of the year.

Above the sky, the golden sun emitted dazzling light, scorching the earth.

That is to say, the climate of the Forest of Elves is mild, and it is rare to retain a trace of warmth and coolness, unlike other places on the continent.

In the depths of the forest, between the towering mountains, a towering giant tree rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

His branches were surrounded by clouds, the canopy covered the sky, and it was lush and green. From a distance, you can even see giant dragons as small as flies flying around him, and faint dragon roars can be heard.

Looking at such a magnificent giant tree, no matter who it is, you will feel a sense of self-insignificance.

“That’s the World Tree, right? The true form of Her Majesty Eve Yggdrasil, the goddess of life.”

An old wizard in a gray robe in the army of the Eternal Church looked at the towering tree and said with a shocked expression.

However, no one around him said anything.

All the Knights of Judgment still had no expression on their faces, marching in neat steps along the road.

Seeing this, the old wizard shrugged his shoulders and stopped making trouble. Instead, he took out a roll of parchment from his arms and wrote:

“On August 10th of the Eternal Era, following the legion of the church, I finally saw the legendary World Tree…”

“She is so magnificent and so majestic. Even if I look at her from afar, I can feel the shock of life and the wonder of nature…”

“It’s a pity… we have different positions. I don’t know where she will go after this war, and where the Forest of Elves will go…”

The old wizard sighed as he recorded.

However, after writing this paragraph, he thought about it, erased the last few sentences, and rewrote:

“It’s a pity… Odes always sing for the victors, and after this war, where will the history of Seges Continent go? No one can give an answer now…”

“And I am just a witness of this history.”

After writing, the old wizard looked at his own words and nodded secretly, seeming to be quite satisfied with this version of the writing.

At this time, a high-ranking bishop of the Eternal Church came to him.

He looked up and down at the old wizard, and said in a deep voice:

“Your Excellency Ofnam, His Holiness the Pope has ordered that the army will soon arrive under the World Tree, and the war may break out at any time. For your safety, please do not cross the battlefield privately, and be sure to stay with the bishops.”

“Don’t I need to participate in the war?”

The old wizard shrugged and asked.

The high-level bishop glanced at him:

“No, your task is to record everything you see.”

“You have compiled the history of the empire, and you are also a well-known historian in the empire. You were also a court adviser to the empire. I believe that no one in the world is more suitable for this job than you.”

However, after listening to the high-level bishop’s words, the old wizard sighed softly:

“Empire? There is no empire in this world anymore. There is only a republic called Mania, and I am no longer a court adviser to the empire.”

“But even so, you are still the most famous historian in the entire Segos world. As an existence that almost touches the legend by studying and understanding history, in the Segos world, you are almost equivalent to the representative of history… For us, no one is more suitable for this than you.”

The high-level bishop said.

“Are you sure? I am not a believer of eternity. No, I think you should know that I even hate the Eternal Church. Otherwise, I would not be imprisoned in the prison of Doloria Castle…”

The old wizard rolled his eyes and said indifferently.

Then he shook his head again:

“No, maybe I regret agreeing to your terms and serving you in exchange for the chance to get out of prison. Otherwise, I might have become a witness to the Mannia Revolution and now I am sitting in the palace of Mannia drinking coffee with the revolutionaries! Hey, what a pity, I missed the chance to burn down the Eternal Church with my own hands…”

Hearing the blasphemy in the old wizard’s words, the high-level bishop’s expression sank slightly:

“Sir Ofnam, please be careful with your words! The majesty of the true God cannot be blasphemed. I don’t want to hear you say similar remarks again. You just need to record the process of this war in the file given to you impartially and impartially.”

“Fair, impartial, and impartial?”

The old wizard asked in a muffled voice.

That expression and tone seemed to have a little bit of irony.

“Of course, fair, impartial, and impartial.”

The high-level bishop said expressionlessly.

“Even if the church is the loser in the end?”

The old wizard said again, quite provocative.

The high-level bishop glanced at him, and seemed not to be aroused at all:

“Sir Ofnam, don’t worry, my Lord… will not fail.”

“But what if? Just like the Holy Manya Empire, a year ago, who would have thought that just a year later, the entire empire would collapse? No… To be more precise, before the Manya Revolution, who would have thought that the entire empire would collapse overnight?”

The old wizard seemed to be arguing with the other party.

The high-level bishop looked at him deeply and said:

“The empire is the empire, and the church is the church. You just need to follow the true historical records. The rest does not need you to worry about.”

“Haha, you are quite confident…”

The old wizard laughed.

As he spoke, he shook his head gently:

“It’s just that nothing can be absolutely certain, even for the true God, so… you’d better not be too optimistic.”

“Just like the great Majesty Eve and her Church of Life, eight years ago, who could have imagined that a newly emerged church would develop into a rival to the Eternal Church and even overthrow the empire?”

The old wizard sighed, not hiding his affection and respect for the goddess of life Eve.

However, the high-level bishop did not continue his words.

He just looked at the old wizard deeply and turned away.

The old wizard, Ofnham, seemed quite bored with his reaction.

He shook his head slightly and looked away.

He looked at the parchment in his hand, touched the material, and closed the volume again… The old wizard looked at the complicated patterns on it with a curious look on his face.

As a historian, he could clearly sense the antiquity and mystery of the volume, and it seemed to carry some kind of vast power.

Even though he was close to being a legend and had mastered the magic of [Identification], he could not see the details of this file.

“What is the origin of this thing?”

The old wizard Ofnam muttered strangely.

Shaking his head and looking at the aggressive church army around him, the old wizard pondered for a moment, sighed, took out the pen again, and wrote on the parchment made of unknown material:

“But in any case, after this war, I am afraid that the world of Segos will suffer another disaster.”

After writing, he couldn’t help but look at the file again. He really couldn’t see any mystery, so he had to put away the parchment and returned to the army of the Eternal Church.

…

After entering the core area, the roads in the Forest of Elves seemed to become more crisscrossed.

At the same time, the number and frequency of the Eternal Church encountering blocking elves are also increasing as they approach the World Tree.

This did not cause much loss to the church’s army, but it undoubtedly slowed down the journey.

But even so, five days after entering the core area, the entire Judgment Legion finally arrived under the World Tree.

“The Chosen City! Is this the legendary Chosen City?!”

In the bishops of the Eternal Church army, the old wizard Ofnham looked at the magnificent elven city under the world tree with excitement.

Looking around, I saw that under the roots like mountains, the magnificent city rose from the ground and stretched out.

The strange, magnificent and charming buildings, the lush, beautiful and pleasant gardens and streets made the city in front of me look like a work of art created by the gods.

The old wizard Ofnham felt a little heartbroken when he thought that such a beautiful city would usher in a war and might even be destroyed in the war.

At this point, he couldn’t help but look at the bishops of the Eternal Church around him, but found that their eyes looking at the Chosen City were full of solemnity.

The old wizard followed their gaze and found that the bishops’ eyes were mostly focused on the tall city wall outside the Chosen City.

At this time, the old wizard Ofnham noticed the difference in the walls of the Chosen City.

This magnificent city has equally magnificent walls.

Even from a distance, Ofnam could tell that the wall of the Chosen City was probably over 30 meters high.

Although it looked a bit rough, as if it was built temporarily, the exaggerated height and thickness, the magic crystal cannons mounted on the wall, and the inscriptions of defensive magic and the divine defense barrier patterns carved on the side of the wall that could be clearly observed with the n*ked eye all showed that the wall was not to be messed with.

Outside the wall, Ofnam also noticed that there were several circles of tall oak trees planted around the city.

The moment he saw the oak tree, he also recognized it. It was probably not an ordinary oak tree, but the legendary oak guard.

Of course, in addition to the solid defense on the ground, the sky was equally exciting.

The behemoth floating in the air, even the old wizard who had been imprisoned in the prison of Doloria Castle knew its name – the Elf Airship.

Not to mention the majestic dragons surrounding the city and the world tree.

“It’s a tough battle…”

Ofnam couldn’t help but mutter.

…

When the old wizard Ofnam and the clergy of the Eternal Church looked at the Chosen City and the World Tree, the players gathered in the Chosen City were also observing the Eternal Church’s army with cold eyes.

Li Mu stood on the tall tower, looking at the endless silver armored guards surrounding from the northeast, and the holy angels floating in the air, shining with holy light, and his eyes became more solemn.

More than ten days of player harassment not only delayed the opponent’s pace, but also allowed the players to find out the strength of the army sent by the Eternal Church.

According to the players’ repeated suicide reconnaissance, it can be determined that the scale of the Judgment Army sent by the Eternal Church this time is probably more than 1.2 million.

Perhaps this number is much less than that of the players, but the average strength is much higher than that of the players.

Not to mention the terrifying angel army in the sky and the myths hidden at the end.

The Eternal Church’s army stopped about two kilometers away from the Chosen City.

Eternal Pope Benedict II dismounted. He looked at the World Tree, whose canopy could no longer be seen as he approached the Chosen City, and whose trunk he could only see. His eyes gradually became deep.

Then, he raised the scepter in his hand and shouted angrily:

“For my Lord! For eternal glory!”

His voice was old, but full of momentum, fanatical and pious.

“For my Lord! For eternal glory!”

Beside him, the bishops and the Knights of Judgment also shouted.

Millions of troops shouted, and the deafening sound resounded through the sky, making the players in the Chosen City change color.

The next moment, the holy light lit up in the army of the Eternal Church.

The sun badge held high once again shone brightly, forming a piece of translucent sacred shield, forming a barrier of light above the Judgment Legion.

At the same time, the armor of the Knights of Judgment at the front of the army gave off a soft halo under the light, vaguely forming a piece of smaller divine shield.

Seeing this scene, Li Mu’s face was stern.

He took a deep breath and looked at Alice, the Saint of Life, and Taylor, the High Priest, who were standing beside him. The two elves nodded and shouted to the elf priests behind them:

“Activate the divine defense barrier!”

With an order, golden light bloomed everywhere in the Chosen City, and beams of light shot up into the sky.

The next moment, the beams of light extended into translucent mirrors, forming a barrier like a dodecahedron, covering the entire Chosen City.

The divine defense barriers of both sides were deployed, and the confrontation was complete. The strong smell of gunpowder continued to spread on the battlefield, and the battle could break out at any time.

However, just when the players were guessing what way the Eternal Church would choose to launch an attack on the Chosen City, the actions of the Eternal Church made them stunned.

“For the glory of our Lord! Charge!”

Pope Benedict II ordered loudly.

Following his order, in front of the players’ astonished gazes, the Judgement Knights of the Eternal Church rushed straight towards the tall walls of the Chosen City without any siege equipment…

(End of this chapter)