Chapter 1051 Dusk Talk: The End of the New Federation

The Holy Spirit Plains is the collective name for a large area of ​​terrain located in the northern part of the New World.

Its area is very vast, basically equivalent to the Great Wilderness Area of ​​Nordtof, or the entire territory that belonged to the Kingdom of Zealand before the Kingdom of Plantagenet was established. This area is generally flat with a few hills and two mountain ranges.

Very fertile and stable.

At least until the pioneers from the Old World arrived and started their activities, it was peaceful and peaceful.

The Ganot people who live here are a group of nomads. They have not established a unified country. These descendants of the Aztec ancestors when they expanded northward have been living in their own fertile and beautiful land as scattered clans.

In my hometown.

They formed a quite unique primitive worship system according to the region they were in. Each clan would worship a totem of an animal.

The most peculiar thing is that, perhaps due to the protection and teachings of Quetzalcoatl, the beast totems believed in by these Garnot clans basically come from the main biological groups in the star world.

The reason why this plain is called the "Land of the Holy Spirit" is because after nearly a thousand years of primitive worship, the Garnauts have created many "demigods" in the Broken Star Realm through the worship and weaving of faith.

Of course, because the population of each clan is small, the faith it can give is also quite limited, and the star world is not a harmonious and peaceful place. This leads to the fact that the "demigods" created by the Garnot people are just the lives of creatures with no faith.

Form, both in terms of absolute strength and supernatural authority, it is weak.

Considering that Quetzalcoatl was once a traitor to the New God, and had suffered from the pollution of Chaos a long time ago and has been looking for ways to cut himself off, it is highly likely that Kulkan would guide these Garnots to devote their faith to create demigods.

Not selfless.

She may be using this to analyze and study the power of faith.

However, the guidance of the new gods made the Garnot people become "people beloved by all spirits" in the true sense after a thousand years. Although the demigods their clan believed in did not have much power to bestow on believers, in the material world

It is not a big problem to create one or two "spiritual warriors" as your representatives.

This powerful existence beyond mortal warriors, in turn, maintains the complex but self-contained belief system of the Garnot people.

According to the original trajectory, they should have continued to develop like this until they were influenced by the political ideas and various advanced systems spread from the southern Aztec Kingdom and finally established their own country on the Holy Spirit Plain. However, the expansion of the Old Continent

The arrival of the invaders completely changed and interrupted everything.

The members of the Explorers Guild do not use war to investigate the world, but some bastards who are hidden in it and have special purposes don't think so. They came to the New World to find the legendary "Heart of the World" and unexpectedly...

Discovered the Garnauts of the Holy Spirit Plains and their demigods who are weak, "cute" but possess the power of faith.

These guys with demigod form but no demigod power are the best "weapons" in the eyes of those bastards.

In the year 1063 of the Era, the Explorers Guild's first large steamship, the "Voyager", landed on the east coast of the New World. It is now the year 1112. Now, 49 years later, the number of Garnaut clans in the entire Holy Spirit Plain has increased from 1112 to 1112.

The number dropped sharply from 379 to less than 10.

In other words, the vast majority of the 379 "Ganolt Demigods" have fallen into the hands of those bastards who manipulated the massacre.

The locals call them "white devils", and judging from what they have done in the past 50 years, calling them "devils" is a bit of an insult to those imaginary evil creatures.

The Aztec Kingdom, the most powerful country in the New World, intervened in this brutal situation for a long time. Unfortunately, when faced with the white devils who used the power of chaos to contaminate and strengthen the Garnot demigods and the war weapons that were relics of the Creator in their hands.

, even the powerful mortal kingdom can only maintain the front line on the southern border of the Holy Spirit Plain from deteriorating.

The truth of this cruel war is hidden.

The rapid changes in the Old Continent have left people there with no time to pay attention to the sporadic news coming back from the distance. But as the Black Disaster comes to an end, and as more and more people turn their attention to the New Continent, everything that happened here will soon be revealed.

In the eyes of the rulers of the Old World.

By then, it will only be a matter of time before the evil deeds of the White Devil are truly exposed. However, just before the truth of the horrific massacre that lasted for fifty years is revealed, a heavy blow from the Chosen God of Creation has been brought forward.

It happened on this great plain filled with blood and tears.

After all the war weapons left behind by the Creator failed, the White Devils immediately encountered their biggest crisis since landing.

In the city hall of Newbery, the largest city in "New Sax", the northernmost pioneer territory of the Holy Ghost Plains, war reports from the south came like snowflakes, and the situation deteriorated far faster than the rulers here expected.

The vengeful Aztec army is rolling through the areas controlled by them at a frightening speed.

"Mr. Mayor, the new battle report has been sent back."

A defense officer wearing a classic knight's armor pushed away the noisy and quarreling parliament hall, holding a blood-stained battle report and said to the middle-aged man in gentleman's attire but with a funny Mediterranean hairstyle in the crowd in front of him:

"The ruins of Machut were captured a day ago. We lost New Bourbonte. The 7th Pioneer Armed Regiment guarding there was wiped out. The Aztecs did not massacre them, but handed them over to the angry

Garnot people.

Those barbarians held appalling human sacrifices in their holy city, and everyone was "

This terrible news immediately silenced the noisy city hall.

These "persons with status" in front of them looked at each other in confusion. Although despair is an invisible emotion that cannot be seen or touched, the expressions of Yan Yi performed by the people in front of them obviously vividly outline and reflect the meaning of the word "despair".

true meaning.

However, the mayor of the Mediterranean was still very capable. He coughed and took the battle report from the defense officer's hand and glanced at it. Then he looked back at the map of the so-called "New Federal United States" hanging behind him. After discovering

When the Aztec army had advanced to the middle of the Holy Spirit Plain, this guy's cold sweat immediately started flowing down.

too fast!

This speed of advancement is simply terrifying!

According to the current situation, within two months at most, all the pioneers of the New Federal Republic will be driven into the sea by the brutal Aztecs to feed the fish.

"Don't worry! Gentlemen and ladies, these are just strategic adjustments. The southern part of the Holy Spirit Plain has never been our traditional sphere of influence."

He wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, then turned around and shouted to the people behind him quietly:

"Our powerful legion and fleet have already set off. As long as they launch an attack, the situation will be controlled and reversed immediately. There are many demigod war beasts in our sea, we have many loyal warriors, and we also have the blessing and protection of the Creator.

!

Most importantly, we have strong support from the Explorers Guild.

The warriors of the Old World are already on their way. As long as we grit our teeth and hold on, we will not lose our lands, plantations and our wealth."

"And our slaves!"

A polite old gentleman said loudly:

"Without those slaves, how can we create wealth? Mayor Pat, didn't you say that your conversation with the kings went very smoothly? Could it be that the Kingdom of Plantagenet and the Kingdom of Nordtof just watched us brave

Pioneers defeated by barbarians?

And the Confederation of Bosia

I am a baron of Xico City, and my family is very prestigious in the local area!

I also have friendship with the strong and brave Count Sicomaire. If necessary, I can write to my old friend and ask him to send powerful Sicomian wing cavalry into the New World and send all those barbarians to the sky!"

"Of course, of course! Your Excellency Baron Finnick, when we need powerful wing cavalry, I will definitely contact you as soon as possible, but the situation is obviously not that bad yet."

Mayor Pat had more cold sweat on his forehead. While wiping the sweat, he comforted:

"The original choice to establish the New Federal Republic here was a decision made jointly by everyone. We are unwilling to hand over our wealth to the kings and nobles of the old continent. If their power is introduced rashly, it is likely to cost us fifty years.

Our efforts to open up new areas have been in vain, so we cannot act rashly until the most critical moment.

Everyone, go and rest first.

After I and our loyal and reliable defense forces make some strategic adjustments, we will continue to discuss the decision to send pioneers to the northern ice fields."

The mayor coughed a few times and motioned with his eyes to his servants to send the city councilors out first. After he and the serious-looking officer were the only ones left in the hall, he wiped his sweat and asked hoarsely:

"So, our mechanics haven't been able to repair those sacred artifacts of the Creator?"

"You can't say there is no effect, I can only say there is no progress, mayor."

The officer shook his head regretfully and said:

"Mechanics don't understand their principles at all, and it's even difficult to disassemble them effectively.

After they all lay down overnight, the Aztecs came and killed them. Many commanders thought that the Aztecs used magic to interfere with the sacred machinery, but with all due respect, Your Excellency, the current situation

Very bad.

Although there are demigods and divine warriors on our side, their numbers are not enough to support the entire battlefield. The Aztecs have ways to deal with them. If we don't get support anymore, I'm afraid the New Federal Republic of

It’s going to be over.”

"Don't just exaggerate this boring fear, say something useful! Your Excellency."

Mayor Pat became a little angry and scolded:

"We also have your plantations and your manor in our country. If these are lost, you can only take your wife and children back to the Old World to continue your failed career as a smuggler. Everyone here

It’s the same for everyone, including me!

In the old world, we are the meanest people!

We have no power, no wealth, and we are not even qualified to be noticed, but here we have become decent gentlemen and people of status through our own efforts. After tasting dignity and wealth, who would be willing to go back and live in poverty again?

day?

withstand!

No matter what method you use, the frontline must resist!

I would rather jump off the pier at Newbery and drown than run away in despair amidst the sneering laughter of the bastards from the Old World."
To be continued...