Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

In the sky not far from the projection of the God of War, several giant dragons were hovering, looking at the projection of the God of War that was entangled by burning vines below.

"Is that the power of the tower?"

"That should be right. What Eryx hates most is vines. Only the tower can do this, right?"

The dragons are constantly communicating with each other.

Many dragons seemed to recall some bad memories when they saw those vines, and even their circling speed became cautious.

"How about taking this opportunity to destroy all human beings?"

According to the original plan, the dragons were going to defeat Capet and the elves after Anjou. After all, their old relatives on this continent were on the side of the elves and Capet. Even though the tower was exchanged one for one by Eryx, it would not be easy to deal with those relatives and all humans.

Therefore, the dragons chose to support one side of the human race first, letting the humans start fighting among themselves, thereby greatly consuming the internal strength of the humans. This was the experience the dragons had summed up from the last continental war.

"If you don't care about that god of war walking around the continent, then I don't care."

The other dragons flapped their wings in agreement.

But after hearing this, a giant dragon said with a hint of ridicule: "Do you think humans can solve this problem?"

"After all, this is something humans created, and we can't fix it."

If the dragon form could shrug, this dragon would probably actually do so.

"Well, humans can always come up with something new. I hope they don't kill themselves this time."

Just as Alberto had expected, the dragons did not attack. They were like a group of hunters, waiting to deliver the final blow at the critical moment.

But Alberto couldn't think so much now.

After the operation was completed, Alberto led the Angevin army almost non-stop towards the direction of the projection of the God of War.

Time waits for no one, and Alberto could only adapt to the feeling of being connected to the mental network while hurrying on his way.

Because they were traveling day and night, dew was still hanging on the soldiers' bodies. Alberto could feel the fatigue of most of the soldiers and even smell the dew on their bodies.

To be honest, Alberto felt that this feeling was not bad. Although it did not directly see through people's hearts, it connected the entire army into a whole.

This feeling of transparency made Alberto feel that being a so-called firewall was not a bad idea.

Especially after Alberto became the anchor of the Angevin army, Alberto could even feel the various joys, sorrows, anger and happiness in the army, and even the overall emotions of the troops behind him who had undergone surgery.

Of course, there is also a spiritual cleansing.

This strong feeling of being washed away reminded Alberto of the caged girls sold by Cassius. No wonder those caged girls looked like mindless dolls. Is this how their personality was washed away?

Cassius had actually been undergoing this kind of washing, which made Alberto even doubt whether the spirit that remained until now was still his original personality after being washed repeatedly like this.

Is Cassius still the same Cassius who served the old empire? Will Cassius still remember himself as the king after thousands of years?

"Your Majesty, according to the report, we can see the projection of the God of War if we go further. Please be prepared."

Cassius' familiar voice interrupted Alberto's thoughts.

"I understand. Bring the horse here. I want to see what will happen when we face the gods directly."

"Your Majesty, please don't force it."

Cassius took the warhorse and followed Alberto away from the marching army and came to the top of a hill.

In the distance, the God of War, who was dragging burning vines and wearing heavy armor, with six arms hanging together and some bones exposed without armor, was being controlled by some force and moving slowly but firmly in a certain direction.

Different from what he saw in the video footage, Alberto felt a real spiritual shock.

The sky, which had not yet seen dawn, seemed to be torn apart by this huge god of war. His projection looked like both a shadow and a real object, and his existence itself seemed to distort reality.

The air around him froze quietly, and Alberto could feel the smell of rust and blood with every breath he took. He could even hear faint whispers in his ears, sometimes like the sound of golden swords, sometimes filled with the wailing of defeated soldiers, as if to tear his sanity apart bit by bit.

But Alberto did not look away. Instead, he tightly gripped his favorite musket in his hand until his knuckles turned white from the force and he let the cold sweat drip onto this exquisite musket.

The whispers of the God of War and the spiritual wash almost made Alberto lose himself. Cassius carefully observed Alberto's condition on the side, because Alberto assumed the responsibility of "firewall". Although Cassius felt pressure when looking directly at the God of War, it was far less dangerous than Alberto's condition.

If Alberto couldn't bear it, Cassius would immediately send Alberto to Capet to his old colleague for treatment.

Cassius could feel that his king was almost at his limit. Cassius even stretched out his hands, wanting to take Alberto back, but was stopped by Alberto with his last bit of consciousness.

At this moment, Alberto remembered the letter that the Northern Governor had sent him: "Human fear comes from the unknown. Things that we cannot understand will plant nameless fear in our hearts. But when you can see through it and analyze it, fear will have no place to stand."

"The projection of the God of War also needs to abide by certain rules before it can descend. He is not an unknowable existence. He even needs to feed on negative emotions. My knights can even scrape some crumbs from Him."

"It is precisely because of this desire for knowledge and the successive generations of people who have fought to dispel fear that humans can stand on this earth."

These words had actually been embellished in Alberto's mind. Ever since the time when Alberto molested the former queen of Anjou, the Governor of the Northern Territory would basically scold Alberto in his letters.

But these messages mixed in between the chatter suddenly made Alberto realize.

At that moment, the whispers suddenly dissipated, and Alberto's thoughts were like a lone boat that survived a disaster, riding the wind and waves.

Alberto raised his head from the edge of the abyss, stared at the projection of the God of War in the distance, and whispered: "After all, it's just a fake of the God of War."

Alberto performed a sancheck and luckily it was a great success, as if it was a reward for bravery.

"Let's go and drive away those crazy believers first, Cassius. We still have a lot of things to do and we can't fall here."

"I understand, Your Majesty."

Cassius' tense face suddenly relaxed, and Alberto seemed to have entered a certain state. With just a thought, the army at the foot of the mountain began to move.

This army was originally the ultimate force to fight against Capet. It was composed almost entirely of specialized professionals who had undergone surgery. It was originally used to fight against the Lars knights mentioned in the intelligence. But as far as Alberto was concerned, the ultimate goal of this army was to defend Anjou, and now it was time for this army to serve.

Because they were connected by the internal mental network, the army hardly said a word during the march. They just remained solemn and marched towards the rotten giant.

Thanks to Alberto acting as a firewall, the army, although a little restless after seeing the huge figure of the God of War, soon carried out orders loyally.

Can humans defeat gods? These soldiers didn't know, nor would they think about such a complicated question. They had to defend their homeland, but the opponent was replaced by a huge god instead of the army of other countries. Even if this god was a false god, it was still a god after all.

The Avars will not help them, the Demons will not help them, the dragons will not help them, and although their old rivals the Capetians have shown goodwill, the stubborn Angevins will not accept their help.

For some old Angevins, asking neighbors who had been fighting each other for decades to come to their aid was more painful than death.

"Burn, burn quickly! We need to free the Lord God of War from his restraints!"

Those fanatics still had crazy looks on their faces, unaware that they had already gone mad. They were using various methods to burn and cut the vines. Those vines seemed to have life. In the beginning, they were indeed afraid of flames and sharp blades, but in the end, those vines still tightly entangled the projection of the God of War that was constantly moving forward.

The God of War made a creepy sound, and the fanatics thought that it was the God of War using his war cry to inspire them, so they cleared the vines even more frantically, but Alberto, who was not far away, seemed to hear a shrill wail at this moment.

"Array up!"

Alberto issued orders through the mental network, and until the entire army was on full alert, the fanatics discovered that not far away, an army that had not fallen into madness was ready to attack.