Lords: From Civilization to the Stars

The Wound of the World.

That is the name of the big rift that appeared above the Broken Land.

Among all the magic observation methods, the huge rift is like the wound of the world, greedily absorbing all the chaotic magic winds that appear, and dissipating in the closed space for unknown reasons.

This is an extremely terrifying thing. Even if the magic wind is used, it will only reduce the concentration around it, and will not cause the magic wind itself to dissipate. But on the side of the wound of the world, the existence of the magic wind is directly blank. There is an unimaginable existence that swallowed it all.

The wizards think that this should be a rare natural phenomenon, like a crack in the world.

But now, under the real huge wound, you can feel the greatness of the natural force and the insignificance of your own power.

What they have to do is to conquer the master of the wound of the world, the coward who blasphemed the goddess and the meaning of war. What they have to do is to tear up all those wizard tricks and return everything to the starting point.

"Sir, we have found the landing point."

"Already found it?"

"Yes, it is at the edge of the world that was stretched out by the wound, and there are obvious traces."

Wearing a light blue woven robe, the squire who served as the pilot and the wizard were humbly lowering their heads, with only the sapphires on their fingertips reflecting a light that made people feel a little upset.

"Our advance team has sent a message. That should be the result of the cracks caused by the world's wound and the bombardment of the magic wind. We have seen many similar gaps, but they are all full of reefs and rubble. Only the largest gap at the edge can barely support our landing."

"The Broken Land is full of towering cliffs, which is recorded in the records, sir. If Lord Joshua is not lying, I am afraid that the beach Lord Joshua saw is the only landing port in the entire Broken Land."

"Should we take the risk to land in such a place?"

The wizard squire bowed his body and obeyed as usual.

But for some reason, looking at the azure individual, Goethe felt upset in his heart and waved his hand with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, no need to say more. Since it's new, let's go there. Although Joshua is a waste, it's almost certain that the great wizard has set a trap there. And you can confirm that this is a new area, so it's just the front line to ambush the criminals."

"But, sir, although we haven't found any traces of man-made things, it's a very dangerous act to station at the junction of the Chaos Wasteland. We are likely to encounter some problems-"

"I said, speed is of the essence, go over now!"

"... Your will, sir."

The wizard's entourage bowed his head respectfully and faithfully carried out Goethe's will.

But somehow, Goethe felt a little unhappy and a little dizzy. He shook his huge head in dissatisfaction, blew out a puff of black smoke, walked out of the room and looked at the positions built around him on the beach, with countless anger and irritability in his heart.

He didn't notice that the transition was so smooth, as if several days had disappeared directly in his mind. Goethe just walked on the beach irritably, looking at the surrounding buildings, his heart was burning with anger.

Why not attack? Why not kill those rubbish?

Why are they still stationed here?

All kinds of confusion and doubts entangled in the brain, and finally turned into a question that Goethe Knight took for granted.

Why is he still here?

'Am I...afraid of something? '

A flash of light flashed through his mind like lightning, and Goethe looked towards the cliff fiercely. At that moment, a golden lightning flashed across the night sky, making a terrifying explosion.

"What is that...?"

With just a glimpse, Goethe imprinted an unimaginable figure on his retina.

It was a giant monster.

No, it could be a human, but it felt like a twisted giant monster.

At least Goethe felt that the guy was probably not a human. Although in Goethe's cognition, he had become huge because of his beliefs and moral support, the figure he saw between the flashes was even more terrifying.

Almost the same height as himself, but compared to Goethe's festering and thin armor, the steel armor that the terrifying creature wore, which looked like a simple bark, was like a wall. A pair of faint light blue fluorescent lights penetrated from the helmet that was almost several dozen centimeters thick, staring at Goethe like a nightmare.

After the golden lightning flashed, Goethe subconsciously shook his head and looked at the cliff again, but he didn't see any figure.

...Is it an illusion?

Is it an illusion that I saw?

Goethe subconsciously turned around and looked at the tiny buildings in the dark, questioning his soldiers.

"Hey, did you see a giant monster on the cliff just now?"

"No, sir."

The soldier in the shadow lowered his head and said obediently:

"We just saw you suddenly look over the hilltop, and then you were stunned. There was nothing over there."

"Say it again?! Didn't you see the monster on the hilltop?!"

"My lord, there is nothing over there."

The soldier slowly raised his head, and his blank face with no features turned to Goethe, who stiffened instantly, and a voice of grievance came from the skin.

"Because we can't see anything, sir. This is the ending you lead us to. How can you ask us what we see? We are already blind, so what can we see?"

'boom! ! ! ’

Looking at the horrified soldier, Goethe's hair stood on end, and in the next moment, he felt what seemed to be brought about by the thunderous lightning.

He couldn't care less about the soldiers without facial features, and subconsciously turned around and drew out his weapon.

He was scared.

In this inexplicable, inexplicably weird world, Goethe felt a tremor from the bottom of his heart. So much so that he didn't even see the visitor clearly before he let out a sharp, woman-like roar.

"Who?!"

‘…’

That evil spirit, that huge unimaginable evil spirit, was carrying a huge axe-gun as big as the house they built, riding a terrifying monster two people tall, standing quietly behind him and looking down at him. army.

Two points of deep light blue light flickered behind the armor, and the dark brown shield, which was even taller and thicker than a whole person, was like an arm shield in its hands. The terrifying aura even made Knight Goethe, who had red eyes, subconsciously forget to breathe and look at the giant beast standing in the center of the camp with some horror.

"Knight of the giant tree. Come to say hello."

A dull voice came from the huge steel monster, and the huge ax gun was raised high into the sky with one hand.

'boom! ! ! ’

Along with the thunderous roar, golden thunder and lightning instantly struck the monster. The terrifying giant beast that was at least five meters tall was wrapped with golden lightning all over its body.

And in this dark storm, the ax gun was swirling with golden lightning, and under the dizzy gaze of the Goethe Knights, it swept past their army mercilessly. In just a moment, Knight Goethe felt that the world was tumbling, and only countless blood-red mud bloomed on the rocks on the ground.

In Knight Goethe's hazy consciousness, only the roar of thunder and lightning left a disdainful voice.

"…traitors."

…

"I'm not a traitor! You are!"

With a miserable howl, Goethe sat up from the bed suddenly, panting heavily, and looked at everything around him anxiously.

"...You look like you're having that nightmare again, my lord."

The wizard's retinue with azure eyes sat beside the bed, rubbing the azure crystal and lighting a candle.

In this dark night, this trustworthy servant bowed humbly to the panting Goethe Knight. His two bright eyes were like magic and he said softly:

"This is already the third day. If you don't mind, can you let me interpret your dream?"