After reading his character card, Joshua took a look at several other functions.

Achievement list, I don’t remember when the lord system, the task log and the garbled code that have turned into garbled code, I don’t know what it was before, there are a lot of entries.

Since they are rarely used, or even not at all, Joshua has only discovered that these options that seem to exist are no longer open and are completely blocked. Only the character cards are normal, but there are some faults.

The system is approaching crash.

Although there is no evidence, the warrior can be sure that the system that accompanied him through time will completely disappear in the near future.

However, Joshua didn't care about the source and truth of the system at all. He quickly threw this matter behind his mind and began to think about the mist of the divine evil.

The existence of the divine mist that comes from the passing gods should appear together with the divine seals of all races in the later stage of the [Saint Arrival]. They will appear in the place where the Borderless Heaven and the Mycrov Continent overlap, interfering with the normal operation of a region. There has been even cases where the entire city is flooded with fog and hundreds of thousands of people are pulled into the illusion.

But in fact, they were all the remaining marks of the main gods. Because they were too powerful and difficult to eliminate, they were remembered by the world. In the early stage of the arrival of the Saint, there was a star falling to the ground and the fog spread. However, the masters of these fog were all secondary gods in the period of the Guangqi period. Although they were also gods, their strength was not comparable to those of the true gods such as the Mother of the Earth. It was precisely because their marks were not stable enough to combine with the boundless heaven that the Great Demon Tide fell off and fell into the mortal world in the early stage.

These fogs of divine disasters from God did not cause much trouble in their previous lives, but only created many powerful people with inferior god inheritance and divinity. With Joshua's current realm, he was also qualified to be promoted during the period of the Guangqi period. These fogs of god inheritance and divinity were useless to him.

But it is one thing not to use the warrior himself, and whether the subordinates can use it is another matter.

The "Iron Wall Knights" belonging to the Black Forest Fortress, with 114 members, directly under the lord's mansion, with 15 members and 80 members, and 255 teachers and students of the Winter Fort College, even if there is no calculation of the scattered fiefdom knights scattered all over the place, the officers of the city guards with thousands of members, the hired adventurers and the three thousand private troops that are not filled with the organization, the soldiers now have nearly 300 silver and digital gold. Their strength can barely go to the fog for trials and get some benefits.

Even if you cannot completely break the barrier and obtain the final inheritance, it will be of great benefit to them when you go through a god's trial. This is also the reason why Joshua said that a fog of divine mist fell in the north is a good thing. As a public ‘copy’, it can quickly improve the actual combat capabilities of the soldiers and make some preparations for the future upheavals.

"Go back to the city first."

Having made arrangements in mind, Joshua nodded and continued to lead the team toward the main city of Moldavia not far away.

In order to train the group of young people behind him, he specifically asked Pope Eagle to teleport them to the depths of the Ural Mountains and then let them hike and cross-country. Now it seems that those who can survive in the end of the world do have certain wilderness survival ability, and even the youngest children can keep up without falling behind. Of course, this is also because the soldiers designed the most suitable breathing method for them.

Under the guidance of Firefly and Rin, these more than 30 young people from the Grantia world were a little tired due to the long journey, but they were very full of energy, without any anxiety or impatience.

Until now, they still don’t know that they have come to another world and have lived in the southern wasteland since childhood. How can people who have not received knowledge education understand the connection between the world and the mystery of time and space? They just feel that they were brought to a place far away from their hometown, and there is no dead shadow here. The sun is also bright, and all living beings are full. The most important thing is to eat enough every day and not worry about death coming suddenly when sleeping.

This is enough, satisfied.

Apart from these, they have no other thoughts.

At the same time, the imperial capital.

Isrel and Nostradamus stood at the top of the Sanshan Aden Fortress, and thin clouds floated under their feet. The Imperial Controller and the President of the Royal Mage Society watched silently as more than a dozen bright silver stars fell from the sky and descended into the empire.

The dazzling light reflected in their eyes. For these two extraordinary powerhouses, they were not stars, but large areas of fields containing immense divine power fell from the outer layer of the world. Their fall not only caused waves in various parts of the continent, but also caused the huge heaven hanging at the top of the Mycrov world to tremble.

"Even the Seven Gods can't hold on for too long."

After a long time, after all the shaking stars fell, the elderly old master said leisurely: "The foundation of anchoring the boundless heaven has been loose, and no matter how much it is to be remedied, it is impossible to save it. It is a foregone conclusion that the gods transformed into saints and descended to the mortal world."

"Everything is expected, the only thing that cannot be determined is when the subsequent demon tide will arrive." murmured to himself. Suddenly, the noble emperor of the empire raised his eyebrows. He looked to the north and said, "Oh? He is back."

Sensing the faint smell of steel coming from afar, a hint of surprise, but not very unexpected expression appeared on both of them.

"It seems that I have been surpassed by him." Nostradamus's face was a little strange. The great wizard who controlled the time and space subconsciously flashed a string of dark blue light in his hand, but in the end he was destroyed by himself: "The empire needs a second legendary powerhouse."

"I'm not surprised that he has that ability, opportunities and inheritance."

A smile appeared on Isrell's face: "Iger had already suggested this. He probably thought I would suppress Joshua, so he could only say that the Pope's crown is really old."

Without wasting the talk on this issue, the two continued to look up and look at the twinkling stars in the sky.

In the silence, the majestic controller of the empire suddenly spoke and said softly to himself: "Teacher, I remember you asked me what I was pursuing."

"That happened decades ago."

The old mage looked up at the sky and blurred his eyes for a moment, and said leisurely: "I remember you were still very young at that time."

"Yes, that was thirty-seven years ago."

Isrell's expression eased, and he seemed to fall into memories: "At that time, I was not the first heir. The empire was fighting a full-scale war with the orcs. The front line was in a hurry, and the two dukes and many nobles in the rear were rebelling. In order to stabilize the morale of the army, the father and elder brother personally led five armies to the front line of the Tataros Plateau. The elder brother joked at that time, saying that if he died, the next one would be me, whether it was going to the front line or the emperor's position."

A slight wind blew, bringing an unstable airflow between the towering three mountains. The pine leaves and branches between the clouds swayed in the wind, causing the rustling sound like a sea tide to come from the flowing clouds and mist.

"He didn't come back, and I went to the battlefield."

After a long time, the emperor said this. The tone of the legendary strong man did not fluctuate at all, only a faint nostalgia: "At that time, my pursuit was that after the war was over, I could have a good sleep, and I didn't have to think about anything, I didn't have to warn the orc assassination raids, and I didn't have to be angry every day because of the death of my relatives and comrades. I didn't want to be the emperor at all. I just wanted to kill all the orcs as soon as possible, and then end everything as quickly as possible, and be a free adventurer, strolling on the quiet forest path."

"But you can't." Nostradamus did not turn his head and stare at his student. He still looked at the sky and calmly replied to the other party's feelings: "After the war is over, you are the strongest man in the empire."

"Yes, I can't. This pursuit is really too selfish and too narrow-minded."

Isrell walked forward a few steps and came to the end of the city wall. He stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist, and said in a tone like this: "I am the strongest man of the empire. The blood of the Delmond family flows in my body. I killed three orcs. The imperial army was firmly in my hands. My father died. Who can suppress the nobles of the empire besides me, and who can command this invincible army? This is my responsibility, I must bear it."

"People's pursuit will change, teacher."

He turned his head, his eyes were bright, as if some light was surging deep in his eyes, boiling: "Just a while ago, because of the secret wound, my pursuit was to hand over the empire to the next heir as smoothly as possible, so as not to let this vast world shake endlessly due to my death. However, thanks to Radcliffqing, that was already a thing of the past."

The old mage smiled and remained silent, and His Majesty the Emperor also laughed and said, "They all said that you have not been promoted to the legend because I have never allowed you to advance to the absolute right to speak in the empire."

"They all felt that Radcliffy had obtained the power of the Initial Fire to advance to legend, so I couldn't tolerate this young genius."

"But they were all wrong. My eyes were more than that. The more powerful people there were in the empire, the happier I was."

Nostradamus looked at the emperor who showed his truest thoughts in his heart with relief without any concealment. He recalled the boy who followed him to learn how to govern the empire.

The young man who occasionally became timid and shy was gone. Now there are the heroes who are invincible, exterminated orcs, suppressed thousands of nobles under the imperial power, and made the northern empire flourish and showed unprecedented prosperity.

The controller of the empire opened his mouth, and he opened his arms to the sky, as if he wanted to embrace the galaxy: "It's just a legend, even if it's two, three, and ten? The great demon tide is coming, and there will be countless strong people in the world. How could I worry about such a small matter and suppress people? As the emperor, I am such a shallow person."

He looked at Gao Tian, ​​and there was unprecedented ambition in Isreal's eyes, and the divine light appeared on him, like a layer of burning flames.
Chapter completed!