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

Although there are foreign enemies invading, giant dragons are watching covetously, the demons are holding the ultimate nuclear bomb, and the black fog is spreading and cannot be resolved, it can even be said that this is the worst era on this continent in thousands of years, and it is about to catch up with the post-golden age, but Lind feels that this is also one of the best times.

Because of the explosive development of technology, there have been magical scenes of people who have retained the simple spirit of chivalry holding modern weapons. This era does have all kinds of problems, such as unscrupulous businessmen everywhere, scammers rampant, and cunning people taking advantage of some information gaps in the new era to madly harvest ordinary people. Many people have not adapted to life in the new era, but at the same time, these simple people will step into this place where they can never return because of Lind's words and fight for the so-called future of mankind.

They didn't even consider whether this was true or not, or what to do if they couldn't go back. In order to save their future, people came together because of one sentence.

Looking at the vast ocean of black mud below, Lind shook his head. Perhaps there is no shortage of such brave people in every era, but the times just don't give them the opportunity to show themselves.

"People of the North, soldiers of Anjou!"

As more and more soldiers followed Lind into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness and joined the battlefield, the tidal-like attack of the black sludge was actually blocked by the artillery bombardment that appeared out of nowhere.

"This is the last line of defense for us humans. We are not only fighting for the gods, but also for ourselves!"

Lind pointed the sword at his waist forward and said, "If we retreat, more and more people will fall into madness, the gods will fall, and the heaven and earth will wail! By then, no one will have anywhere to escape!"

"And today, it is up to us to answer everyone's prayers! We are not fighting for glory! We are not fighting for ourselves! We will fight bloody battles for the last hope of mankind! We have no way back, only forward! Our names will be engraved in history, and our blood will light the torch of the future!"

Lind's words were like a spell, making all the soldiers rush towards the black mud that was corroding their minds like arks against the waves.

Even the remaining high tower personnel were infected. Those who had resisted the erosion for a long time showed excitement on their faces. A group of mages rolled up their sleeves and followed the soldiers to charge forward.

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, people's strength seems to be only related to the power in their deep subconscious mind. As long as your will is strong enough and you feel you can smash a mountain with one punch, you can really smash a mountain with one punch.

Although this is true in theory, Anastasia still glanced at Lind beside her. The theory is like this but it does not mean that the actual situation will be exactly the same as the theory, because the deep subconscious of human beings is difficult to change. Everyone is very aware of their own strength, so there will be an upper limit in their cognition.

Just like the members of the tower, they are high-level professionals, so their understanding of their own combat effectiveness deep in the sea of ​​consciousness is at the level of high-level professionals. It doesn't mean that for the sake of humanity, they will suddenly explode and break through the limitations. In fact, their strength may even be weakened due to insufficient understanding of themselves in the subconscious, or because they are restricted by their own rules.

In addition to this weakening, the sea of ​​consciousness itself will also suppress human consciousness. This is not only to protect the sea of ​​consciousness itself, but also to prevent invading humans from coming into contact with the knowledge deep in the sea of ​​consciousness that transcends time and causes madness.

But the weapons used by the human armies below, especially those of the Northern Territory, have clearly broken through this limitation.

A soldier's howitzer directly blew up a hill of black mud, as if the howitzer was inherently so powerful. This was an unparalleled confidence.

Ultimately, the battle deep in the sea of ​​consciousness is a battle of faith and will, and the faith of these soldiers is extremely firm.

In the minds of these soldiers, humans should be so powerful, weapons from the North should be so powerful, and they should be able to win battles by following the Governor.

Can't go back? What if I can't go back? As long as the Governor can go back, that's enough. The Governor has never forgotten any soldier. The Governor will remember everyone's contributions.

There were even soldiers trying to summon the power armor of the Lars Knights and put it on themselves, but unfortunately it seemed that these soldiers subconsciously believed that they could not wear this armor, so even if it was summoned, they could not use it.

But even ordinary standard weapons are enough to push back the pollution.

Thanks to the fact that the standard weapons of the Northern Army are really common, all soldiers feel that this is their standard equipment, so these weapons can appear in the hands of soldiers.

Anastasia stared in amazement as the tanks appeared out of nowhere and crushed the pollution with the simplest physics criticism. Even the holy water bombs appeared out of nowhere and directly purified the God of Contract in the mud.

Logically speaking, although these silts are provided by the people in reality who are eroded by the black fog and become desperate, the more silt monsters there are in reality, the more despair there is, and the more power the Outer Gods absorb, but in essence they are not the same thing. These silts are the embodiment of the power of erosion.

However, because the appearance was too similar, the experienced Northern soldiers immediately thought of using holy water bullets for purification, and "I think it can work", and they really purified the silt.

Some soldiers even took water pipes that appeared out of nowhere and started to wash the body of the God of War.

At the same time, the light gate behind Lind did not close, and more and more soldiers poured into the battlefield. Most of them were injured veterans or new recruits who were ready to fight. Some even bought train tickets from distant places and rushed here just to make a living and to feed their families.

But once you enter here, everyone is a warrior fighting for humanity. On this battlefield, there is no distinction between countries and nationalities. Everyone is trying their best to push back the pollution that is surging like a swarm of insects in their own way.

Alberto suddenly felt relieved.

"Is everything all right in Anjou?"

Alberto's words were more of a plea than a question.

"Will be fine."

Lind only gave a brief response, but it was also a promise to Alberto. The actual leaders of the two countries held talks in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"My cousin has no real strength and is also very cowardly. I am the only one who can shoulder the responsibility of supporting the entire family..."

After all, all the other people who could take on important responsibilities were eliminated by Alberto himself in the bloody coup.

Alberto kept on muttering as if he was making arrangements for his final affairs, and Linde glanced at the surging black mud under the vines and listened quietly to Alberto's chatter.

It is hard to imagine that the king of Anjou, who was decisive and came to power through bloody means, would become so fussy, but this was also to stabilize Alberto's emotions. After all, the Angevin soldiers were also a great help in fighting pollution.

Linde still intends to give the other party the greatest respect.

The two sides seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding. After Lind made a promise, Alberto made up his mind, jumped off the vines, and threw himself into the seemingly endless battle, commanding the Angevin army to rush towards the waves.

"Okay, tower manager, let's talk about this."

Linde turned his gaze to Anastasia.