[Comprehensive] The growth record of the god judge

No matter in which region or in which era, the law of the jungle is the eternal supreme law.Even in today's peaceful age, no matter when and where, everyone respects the strong more, not to mention that in that continent full of magic and power, wars break out every day, and weak countries and cities exist every minute Being trampled down by stronger invaders, the emerging countries are like little wolf cubs, eyeing their aging predecessors and waiting for an opportunity.

The Kingdom of Moran is very old, and belongs to the elders of the older generation in the existing regime.Whether it's the rotten roots or the long-growing moths, every minute and every second is eroding the country's due strength.

Finally one day, the emerging countries in the north couldn't bear it and began to provoke the authority of the elders, and they were eager to test at the border.At that time, the empire had been at peace for too long, and was so comfortable that it turned a blind eye to the crisis that was close at hand. Most of the magic power of the alchemy puppets was sealed up, and they accompanied the heirs of the empire as the safest guards.

The failure came quickly, and the border defense line was quickly breached under the enemy's attack regardless of cost. The enemy's iron hoof was like the sharpest steel knife, piercing straight into the softest hinterland of the kingdom. Dark clouds are more terrifying than the darkness before dawn.

At that time, he was accompanying the most powerful crown prince in the empire, protecting the safety of the heir to the throne as the strongest shield.The crown prince is an excellent prince. He is not only smart but far-sighted, open-minded and good at using people. He has long seen through the hypocrisy behind the prosperity and luxury of the Moran Kingdom.

He has been with the crown prince since he was young. The crown prince has always regarded him as his own, and he has almost nothing to say to him. From a childish and immature idea to a mature change now, he watched the crown prince change from a The babbling child grows into a competent and excellent heir. Even though the amygdala in the brain that controls emotions has long been swallowed up by the domineering magic circuit, the accumulated emotional exchanges still leave imprints that cannot be ignored outside the magic barrier .

The smoke of wolves is everywhere, and the flames of war spread to every corner of the country. The old wolf king is faltering, and the grown-up wolf cubs are greedy and ambitious to take the whole country into their hands.

The royal ministers who sat firmly in the palace finally couldn't sit still anymore. They recruited troops, poured out large sums of gold coins, and asked the surrounding countries for help like headless chickens, hoping to escape disaster.But the results they got will never be a definite number, and the gold coins are scattered, which only brings more and more urgent battle situations.

All the alchemy puppets were sent to the battlefield, except him.

Nothing is more important than the heir to an empire.

The crown prince's side was arranged as the strongest fortress, but he was not happy.

The battle situation was getting worse and worse, and the nobles began to collect their assets and prepare to flee for their lives at any time. The atmosphere in the palace was tense and scary. Almost everyone thought that the empire was over.

"You shouldn't be around me."

One day, after receiving another report of defeat, the Crown Prince said suddenly.

What he said was endless, but No. 21, who was hidden in the darkness, somehow knew that the crown prince was talking to him.

He didn't answer, like a most dedicated puppet.The crown prince walked to the window and stood with his hands behind his back. The icy cold wind in autumn hurts more than a knife. The heir to the empire looked calmer than ever.

"You are the best warrior in the empire, you shouldn't waste your time with a crown prince like me who exists in name only."

The crown prince turned around, and took out a small box from his sleeve. A thumb-sized ball rose from it, shining brightly and exuding a strong sense of presence.

He held the ball in front of No. 21.

This is the "key". Most of the alchemy golem's power has been locked by its master. Only the key can unlock all the confinement. He has been locked for too long, so long that he can't even figure out the bottom line of his full strength. .

He stuffed the ball into the palm of No. 21, and slowly closed the puppet's fingers.

"I've never asked you anything, but this time I'm going to make an exception." The crown prince's expression became sad and mournful, and the aura of belonging to the heir to the throne that remained unchanged even after the war slowly dissipated at this moment. He acted like an ordinary guy entrusting great things to his friends.

"Please defend the Kingdom of Moran. Please."

"I was still very surprised at the time." Shi Ye said that he just popularized the special background of the scene he saw now in the same issue, and laughed again when he saw the unspeakable complex expression on the face of Yizheng in the first issue Get up, "After all, the situation at that time was very chaotic. If I left the crown prince's side, he might not even be able to walk out the gate of the palace."

Yiqi Yizheng is not concerned with this at all.

The straightforward narration just now was flat and boring, and the content contained in it was not explosive. At most, it was some novelty things that could not be touched in a single issue. The terrible past that has never been uncovered is heard in the language.

Strong remorse suddenly overwhelmed the entire thoughts of Yizheng.

If, if he had put aside his prejudices and treated him well, would everything have been different?

"Look, we're here." Shi Ye stopped, Yiqi Yizhen realized that they had reached the center of the battlefield at some point, Shi Ye held Yiqi Yizhen's wrist, and after a while, the two became like two A light white cloud generally floated into the sky.

Everything is in sight.

This is the last line of defense of the Moran Kingdom. Behind it is the open road leading to the imperial city. This economic center that originally belonged to the hinterland of the kingdom has now become a war-torn border city.

The bloody warriors swear to the survival of the country.

"The last master puppet was also sacrificed." The adjutant whispered sadly. He used an honorific that he had never used to the puppet, but there was no voice of objection and sarcasm in the whole account.

They are already comrades in arms.

There was silence in the big tent, grief and depression everywhere, until the herald rushed in with a long tail.

"My lord! The palace has sent reinforcements!"

The head marshal was surprised and delighted, "Didn't it mean that there are no reinforcements? How many people have they sent?"

The herald's voice was a bit strange, "One person."

"Hahaha, you didn't see it, the marshal's expression at that time was really interesting." Shi Ye's voice was filled with a bit of uncontrollable laughter, and he flew towards the city lightly, with a translucent body After passing through the layers of buildings, take the shortest route to the destination.

Yiqi Yizhen didn't laugh, but boldly stroked his soft hair comfortingly.

"everything will get better."

After another charge of the enemy, in the gap between the next attack, the guards of the Kingdom of Moran sent an unprecedented message for peace.

Their request is very simple, they want to meet with the supreme commander of the enemy army in person before the two armies.

There is nothing to criticize. Although it is a little strange that Moran Kingdom suddenly changed its attitude, this city is too tenacious, and the imperial city behind it is really attractive. The supreme commander of the army still agreed to the talks.

On a rare sunny day, the dark clouds hanging over the city finally dispersed, and the sky was gray and blue, showing the pain caused by the war.

The puppet was wearing a black war robe, the long hem of which fluttered on its calf. Its thin body looked fragile, and its palm-sized face was wrapped in a thick sable.

He stood at the front, accompanied by the Marshal respectfully.

The neat army lined up under the city split up, and a heavily armed chariot drove out slowly. The supreme commander of the enemy, who was also the emperor who attacked the country, stood on the chariot, holding the reins in his hand, and his good eyesight allowed him to See clearly the scene on the city wall.

The puppet moved its mouth and slowly swallowed the ball hidden between its teeth.

A □□ silently ignited the fuse, and the puppet calmly raised its right hand, clasping its little finger and thumb inward, making an ancient gesture.

"On behalf of all the people of the Moran Kingdom, I swear to the rules under the gaze of the gods, and challenge the Sirius Kingdom with every drop of blood in my body and the reincarnation of eternal life!"

The huge magic circle covered the entire sky, this is the oldest forbidden spell, using non-equivalent exchange as a bet, to make a gamble that bets everything.

Without a single soldier, it is just a one-man battle initiated by the forbidden spell. If you can make your own country's flag fly in the enemy's army before the last drop of life is lost, then the magic circle will be established, and the Kingdom of Moran will be bound by the rules for a period of 20 years. Years of war protection is enough to recuperate and restore strength.

If he loses, all the participants included in the magic circle will be instantly deprived of their lives by the rules, and he himself will be dragged into hell by the darkness, pressed in the darkest place of the rules on this continent, tortured, and cannot return forever.

The soldiers on the city wall looked excited, and the people below the city wall were full of expectations. They had already put life and death aside, even if their lives were taken away by the rules, they were more dignified than being subjugated slaves.

The marshal nodded encouragingly at the puppet, looking relaxed like a father sending his child to the examination room.

"come on."

The puppet's body suddenly elongated, and the wrapped body suit became the most suitable appearance. Gaining the long-lost power, the puppet returned to its original more threatening appearance.

The black-haired young man held the gun across his eyes, a sharp silver light condensed on the tip of the gun, and the black and red magic pattern spread from the heart to the whole body. At this moment, the powerful gun finally burned out the fuse.

He smiled and looked far into the distance, his eyes were full of desolation filled with wolves and flames of war. The sound of gold and iron horses, swords, guns and sticks colliding was like a battle song of victory.

He uttered a difficult and incomprehensible ancient text in ancient literature, and his raging fighting spirit burned every drop of blood and flesh in his body. He will bear the expectation and roar of the whole kingdom with one heart.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same robe with your son?"

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I fell ill a few days ago, and now I am recovering honestly.