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

Opening champagne at halftime has always been a taboo, but at this moment, even Alberto relaxed unconsciously, because the previous burden was too heavy, especially after Alberto connected to this spiritual network, he could even vaguely sense that if the projection of the God of War was not resolved, the entire continent would suffer a devastating disaster.

After all, the God of War did not seem to be completely controlled by those strange substances, and those vines were also helping humans. Alberto no longer dared to guess what would happen if this projection was allowed to completely break free from these constraints and arrived at the massacred Savoy.

At this time, in a small country far away, the demons and the Avars took advantage of the chaos to carry out a massacre.

Daniel wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "I heard that things are in chaos in Anjou now."

"Yes, their god has come, and all the fanatics have come out. Look, they are not far away."

As the Avar spoke, he leaned over the butcher's knife.

The Avars originally opposed the demons' plan to change their species. After all, it was too obvious. Anjou might turn a blind eye to one or two places, but if they were all killed, Anjou might turn its guns on them. However, plans could not keep up with changes. Anjou itself was already in danger because of the coming of God, so it had no energy to care about what the Avars and the demons were doing.

Another demon officer nearby also pulled the blade out of a pregnant woman and said, "Those fanatics are still useful. They helped us open the city gate. Otherwise, with our current reputation, it would not be easy to open the city gate."

"But what are those fanatics chanting?"

"Who knows? Maybe he wants God to come again?"

A fanatic in a bishop's robe heard the conversation between the demons and Avars nearby and just snorted coldly. He felt that the Lord was in trouble and needed more power. Now, it was time to pass the power to the Lord.

In the bloody field, on the altar piled with corpses, these uncontrolled cultists packed up the fear, anger, and resentment of mankind, opened their arms and shouted loudly: "Great God of War, devour the hatred here, absorb the despair here!"

"Great God of War! Come again! Wipe your weapons with blood!"

At this moment, Alberto, who was staring at the projection of the God of War, suddenly felt a storm in his consciousness, and those whispers appeared in his mind again.

The huge projection of the God of War not far away began to struggle desperately, and anyone could feel that the power of the projection of the God of War was constantly increasing.

"Attack! Attack!"

Alberto was shouting a little crazily in the mental network, and the soldiers who heard the order and noticed the abnormality of the projection of the God of War immediately reorganized and launched an attack on the projection of the God of War, which was gradually being dragged into the broken mirror by the vines, but whose aura was becoming stronger and stronger.

A wave of fear descended upon Alberto. He seemed to hear the mother's call and the child's wailing, and seemed to see scenes of bloody massacres of humans.

Alberto seemed to be standing on the edge of the void, his consciousness seemed to be hit by a huge hammer, and everything in his vision began to distort and collapse.

Alberto could even clearly feel that the soldiers behind him were also being affected and began to show emotions such as fear and panic.

As the soldiers were affected, the firepower attacking the projection of the God of War even began to gradually weaken. The projection of the God of War seemed to want to break free from the vines and return to the world again.

"I...can't fall!"

Alberto gritted his teeth. He wanted to be the "firewall" for the soldiers and the country. If he did not stand up, he, the soldiers behind him, the country, and even humanity might be destroyed.

Feeling the impact in his mind and the whispers in his ears, Alberto took a step forward.

"His Majesty!"

Cassius seemed to sense something and reached out to grab Alberto, but missed.

"Attack! Attack!"

Alberto did not shout in the mental network because he felt that he had already done his best just to resist the screams from the projection of the God of War. If he connected his consciousness to the mental network, it would likely cause a large-scale infection.

This was the intuition that Alberto felt from the depths of his consciousness. Something was guiding him on what to do and how to do it.

"Attack! Attack!"

Alberto shouted at the top of his lungs, and the Angevin soldiers behind him seemed to have heard Alberto's shouts and gradually stabilized their positions. They no longer felt fear, but instead tightened their weapons and spellcasting tools in their hands.

"Attack! Attack!"

At this moment, there was no unified command. All the soldiers began to use all their strength and everything they had learned to pour fire towards the projection of the God of War that exuded a breath of despair.

Alberto felt that he had entered a strange state. It seemed that his consciousness was connected to the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness and connected with the human will in the sea of ​​consciousness. These wills were helping Alberto resist the erosion from the projection of the God of War and helping Alberto build a tall and fearless firewall.

In a trance, Alberto even saw the successive kings of Anjou and the political enemies he had killed in the bloody coup. It seemed that everyone was standing behind Alberto, supporting him to move forward.

Alberto stumbled and fell to the ground, as if his consciousness was drifting away. But before Cassius could step forward, an illusory force lifted him up. It seemed as if some power was transmitted to this world through the broken space. Alberto could even hear the political enemy he had executed cursing him. He was cursing that he must not fall here, otherwise the whole of Anjou would be destroyed.

If Alberto hadn't held on, he would have died with his eyes open.

Hearing this, Alberto smiled bitterly. In Alberto's consciousness, more and more people appeared and supported Alberto.

Alberto understood that his consciousness was getting closer and closer to the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, because it was obvious that these people appeared out of thin air. They were Alberto's own hallucinations, or some kind of power that other people with normal consciousness could not see.

"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."

Alberto kept repeating the words in the letter written to him by the Governor of the Northern Territory.

Now, it's his turn to join the ranks of those who continue to fight.

The Laser Battalion's piercing guns were finally ready again. The scorching lightning and flames seemed to burn through all despair and went straight through the still struggling projection of the God of War.

The distorted projection of the God of War finally fell, and was entangled by vines and dragged into the broken space.

It was at this moment that Alberto felt a gap in his consciousness. After all, before this, Alberto could already feel that his consciousness was connected to the deep layer of his sea of ​​consciousness. It was because of this that he could see so many illusions, so many former kings of Anjou, and even his own political enemies.

And according to Cassius, those who are connected to the deep sea of ​​consciousness cannot go back.

When Alberto woke up, he found himself in a strange space, and in front of him stood an elf who looked very tired.

"you're awake?"

Anastasia said so.