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Chapter 290 290. War and Peace, the Memories of Deimos

This person should be considered an old friend.

Kloya is trying to assimilate this messenger of light with symphony, and of course he will be affected by the power he exudes.

The never-ending war, blood staining the earth, corpses piled up like mountains, everything no longer exists, whether it is civilization or feelings.

To be honest, it is a very negative emotion. He thinks that a normal person would not like war so much.

This is the pollution from the gods.

If he did not have the entire golden apple dream as a backing, plus the power of "Rainbow Poetry", it is estimated that he would be assimilated by Deimos in turn.

In fact, as the number one fighter of the God of Light, this messenger is really powerful, but in many cases he has no self-awareness-a loyal dog, as long as he is loyal, it is enough, and there is no need for extra thinking.

During this period of time, Kloya can feel that the spiritual world of this messenger is both pure and barren, and there is nothing else except war.

As a result, He actually took the initiative to appear to protect his believers. Could it be that the underlying nature of God is really love?

What can make Him appear like this, regardless of the danger of being assimilated, just to protect his believers?

Seeing that He didn't speak, Cloya narrowed his eyes: "If you come out now, you can't shrink back anymore, God of War."

Deimos still didn't speak.

Cloya sighed, it was a pity that he was a mute.

"I originally wanted to communicate with you."

"Your believers are now killed by the Thorn Judgement Army of the Church of the Mother Earth, and the Holy Kingdom has also sanctioned your faith.

God of War, you can't protect your believers anyway, even if you are willing to be a loyal vicious dog."

"So, please continue to sleep until one day I take over your power and end this war."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

The water lily petals of the golden apple dream and the colorful brilliance of Eden gathered together instantly. The magnificent light represented a deep dream and gradually entangled Deimos.

The simple armor and sword on his body were stained with the sun's light, as if they were about to melt and dissolve in the light.

Deimos still had no reaction, as if he was going to accept his fate calmly.

But the two believers behind him didn't know if they remembered something bad, and they were shocked and angry: "Are you a believer of the Lord of Light?"

"Lord Deimos is obviously willing to submit to you, why are you still forcing him!"

Hearing this, it is obvious that the War God and the Lord of Light are still a little dirty.

Hmm... maybe it's some kind of forced nature, the kind of historical research that can be written into millions of words.

However, he still felt disgusted when he was regarded as a believer of the Lord of Light. He retorted bluntly: "Don't insult me ​​with the Lord of Light's believer."

"You two should be careful, you are already the running dogs of the light!"

After he said this, Deimos, who had not responded, suddenly spoke: "Human, do you understand the light?"

His voice was very dull, just like wearing more than ten layers of armor, dull and heavy.

Oh, finally willing to speak.

Kloya temporarily stopped the tug of war between the dream of the golden apple and Eden, and said:

"I have no intention of discussing the right and wrong of the light with you."

"But Deimos, you are already a pawn in the game between the light and the earth, and your believers have even accepted the gift of the earth."

"Why don't you take a look at what it is?"

His words made Deimos hesitate for a moment-he could feel the mental power of the war envoy fluctuate through the armor.

So, he turned his head and looked at his two chief priests.

The scrutiny from the gods they believed in made the two young priests a little excited and afraid.

After a moment, Deimos looked at Croa again.

"Knight of the Apocalypse."

"The messenger who started and ended wars."

Deimos' voice was still calm: "That is my priesthood, and only light can mobilize my priesthood."

His calm voice seemed to carry some uncontrollable anger and grievance.

It was like a dog trying to carry food back and found that his owner was sleeping with another dog.

Oh, isn't this still a little aggrieved? I thought you were a war machine without emotions.

It would be easy if you have emotions.

Croa smiled: "So, does the Lord of Light also want to wake up from his slumber?"

He actually had this suspicion when he saw the prophecy, which said "The Creator, the Mother Goddess of the Earth will wake up and reshape everything."

Are the so-called "Creator" and "Mother Goddess of the Earth" the same?

Or are they two different gods?

Now that he knew that Deimos's war priesthood was actually misappropriated by the Lord of Light, this feeling became stronger. It was estimated that it would not only be the Earth Mother Goddess who would wake up, but also the Lord of Light.

His question once again made Deimos fall into deep thought.

But this time, Kloya had enough patience to wait. After about five or six minutes, Deimos gave an answer:

"That's right."

Hearing this, Kloya finally smiled with satisfaction.

It turned out to be true. The Earth and Light were really planning something.

He stretched out a hand and invited: "Give up the control of light on you, and I will promise to give you a new journey after a thousand years."

Voluntarily accepting the assimilation of his power and forced assimilation are completely different concepts and speeds.

As long as Deimos accepts it, Croya is sure to assimilate him within a few minutes.

Of course, if Deimos doesn't accept it, it will only take a little more time.

He looked at the other person, expecting Deimos to think about it for a long, long time.

But unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Deimos stretched out his armor-covered hand and held his hand.

"Mercy humans."

"I hope this power of mine can help you end the war as soon as possible."

"oh."

"Then as you wish."

Croya shook His hand gently, and the light of the sun gradually brightened.

The symphony of the golden apple dream and the light of Eden can almost be said to be a riot at this moment, and the power is gathering here.

The body of Deimos is entangled with roots and wrapped in sleep.

The long-closed water lily petals trembled slightly.

Pink magic bursts out from the cracks in the buds. The magic belonging to Deimos finally begins to exchange magic with Eden, and the thing conceived inside is finally about to be born.

Just then——

"Cuckoo!"

Suddenly, a dove flew out of nowhere, carrying olive branches and leaves in its mouth, and flew directly above the blooming water lily buds.

After they flew directly over the water lily buds, they dropped the branches of the evergreen olive tree in their mouths into the buds.

"Um?"

"That's the olive elf, right...how did it become like this?"

Croya was a little confused. This was not controlled or ordered by him.

There is a force that unconsciously attracts the olive elves of the evergreen olive trees, even turning them into the shape of doves.

You must know that the evergreen olive tree represents peace, and the olive elves are also doing their best to maintain peace and order throughout the North.

What they hate most is war. If anyone dares to have a meaningless fight in front of them, these elves will definitely use violence to stop them.

As a result, the god of war now wants the power of the olive tree?

He expressed curiosity, so he continued to observe, and on the spot he conjured up a sofa and roasted sunflower seeds and slowly licked them.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The buds slowly bloomed under the music of the symphony, and the layers of lotus petals presented a purple silk feel, like a warm and comfortable big bed.

In the center of the lotus, a figure in armor stood up slowly from a long dream, holding in his hand the olive branch that had just been dropped by the blue doves.

The armor made for war and the sword in his hand gradually disappeared amid the music of the symphony, and were replaced by an... olive laurel crown.

The appearance is almost identical to the olive crown that Croya received before.

The spirits of the olives danced around Him.

"I wish the war would end."

He said this and generously released his power. One green olive tree after another took root and sprouted around Demus, growing into a towering tree at an extremely exaggerated speed.

Magic patterns were intertwined on the branches and leaves of those olive trees, and the emerald green leaves actually turned into swords and shields, swaying with the wind, like weapons hanging from an entire tree.

The prompt of the Celestial Spirit Body Engraving Technique came——

[The god of war makes Moss desire peace. 】

[Deimos injected all his power for war into the evergreen olive tree. The olive tree will have the following abilities:

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Weapons of War: Using the Olive Branch of Peace will transform you into a weapon you are proficient in, and you will have Deimos' proficiency and control over weapons.

Note: This ability requires adaptation.

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The Crown that Never Gets Confused: Wearing the laurel crown made of the olive branch of peace, you will remain calm no matter what kind of war you face and will not fall into the fanaticism of war.

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War Guidance Compass: A compass made from the olive branch of peace can guide the dead in war to the olive kingdom of Demos.

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Calling the dove of peace: When necessary, the power of Deimos can be summoned through the power of the olive branch of peace, and the dove of peace will stop the war with great power. 】

[Deimos is gradually transforming the Olive Tree of Peace through his own power and the light of Eden. As the number of wars stopped increases, the power of the Olive Tree of Peace will increase. 】

"It's really going from one extreme to the other."

Croya couldn't help but marveled: "Before, he was the envoy in charge of war, but now he suddenly loves peace."

He was in a very happy mood at the moment.

Although Deimos seems to be changing from a war activist to a lover of peace, it is far more difficult to maintain peace than to start a war.

So His power actually increased.

Now Croya can mobilize the power belonging to Deimos at any time, which is... a powerful power at the level of a god.

At this moment, he could finally feel at ease.

With such a powerful trump card, coupled with his other trump cards, he would have nothing to fear even if the Church of the Mother Earth and the Holy See came to attack him on the spot.

…

After some time.

Deimos ended the exchange of magic power in the dream of Eden and the Golden Apple, and came to Croya.

This time He did not wear that heavy armor.

But surprisingly, the appearance of this war envoy can be said to be quite ordinary. Even after seeing him, Kloya only had one thought-

Oh, it turns out that Deimos shows himself as a man.

And then there is nothing else.

Just... a male image, with an ordinary figure and appearance, the kind that people won't even look at twice if thrown into the crowd.

I don't know if Deimos felt Kloya's observation and speechlessness, and took the initiative to explain: "I looked like this before I became the envoy of light.

My ordinary appearance allowed me to survive to the end."

This is indeed true.

On the battlefield, if you are very handsome, tall and mighty, it is actually very easy to become a target. Maybe even your body will be used as a material for casting spells after death.

It is said that when some countries start a war, they often cooperate with those necromancers and send some good corpses to the other side in exchange for help in mysticism.

In contrast, being ordinary on the battlefield is not a bad thing.

But the meaning revealed in his words...

"You are a mortal who became a god?" Kloya asked curiously: "About how many years ago?"

He immediately took out a booklet and planned to record it.

This is first-hand information, obtained by asking Deimos directly, and it is a secret that even those people in the Church do not know.

Deimos: "..."

"About two thousand years ago."

"When the Ark of the Sky crashed."

Kloya's eyes lit up.

"Tell me in detail."

He has always wanted to investigate that period of history, but the information he got was very little, probably because it was blocked by the Seven Gods Church.

Now he can get the details from the messenger of God who personally experienced the crash of the Ark, and he is immediately excited.

Deimos showed a somewhat bitter expression: "At that time, I was just a petitioner of the current Lord of Light, the former War God."

"I boarded the Ark with countless companions and advanced in the almost endless ether particle cannon inside the Ark.

The particle cannon, which uses the ether world as energy supply, is a defense module made by the King of Titan for the Ark. If the gods are hit by the particle cannon, they cannot recover even if they return to the Kingdom of God.

If we are petitioners... hit by the ether particle cannon, there is no chance to return to the Kingdom of God for rebirth."

He sighed deeply, and his eyes still carried fear of the Ark: "Just a line of defense of the ether particle cannon consumed almost half of the petitioners of the Lord of Light at that time."

"And then we have to face the stripping array of the Seven Stars Core, the impact of the Star Spirit particles, the light of the sun..."

While describing, He tried to materialize his memories-

On both sides are warm and elegant platinum walls, and every inch of the wall is engraved with complex magic patterns that can make the Elf Royal Family and the Dwarf Master Craftsman feel despair and headache.

Those magic patterns even played a decorative role. I don't know what kind of magic power was released to maintain the most comfortable environment for all life in the entire Ark.

The materialized memory can actually make Kloya feel the comfort of spring breeze. Obviously, the powerful life support system in the Ark impressed Deimos.

However, in such an extremely comfortable environment.

In the surrounding void, there are extremely small things like floating guns that are completely made of magic.

They emit blue particles, and each particle can completely smash a petitioner - you know, this is a petitioner who can leave the Kingdom of God and fight for a long time.

At least it is a near-legendary level.

But it can't even block a particle cannon.

This scene is actually quite tragic. Countless petitioners can't rest in peace after death because of their belief in the orders of God. Now they will be completely wiped out.

Kloya was immersed in Deimos's perspective, watching him almost use all his strength to follow his brothers and break through the defense line of the ether particle cannon.

But before they could catch their breath, they were greeted by the legendary impact of the Seven Lights Magic - countless platinum lights, a world-destroying deep blue cold current, dark red roars...

Every magic that can destroy a legendary strongman is like water in the sea, washing wantonly, destroying all life that enters the Ark.

It was at this time that the gods who had been inactive finally exerted their great power.

The first was the Lord of Light, who was still the war god.

This powerful god was wrapped in white light, and neither the particle cannon nor the legendary Seven Lights Magic could hurt him.

He waved his hand gently, and countless shields appeared out of thin air, spinning lightly on the body of each petitioner.

There were no extra sound and light effects, but that was how the power was most concentrated and would not leak out.

Those that were shining like a light ball were actually not suitable for the battlefield at all.

In fact, the defensive power of these shields is indeed very strong. The legendary magic that could easily crush the petitioners like ants could not break through the defense of the shields.

The magic power will be absorbed in the moment it touches the shield, and the shield will only flicker slightly before stabilizing.

There is also a goddess with emerald green hair on the side, with her arms open, and peaceful emerald green raindrops fall.

No matter how serious the injuries were, even if they were about to die or had already died, the petitioners were resurrected and forced to move forward with their own bodies.

These two gods added a shield and a treatment, and the other gods assisted on the side.

With the help of these two gods, the petitioners finally broke through the blockade of the Seven Stars Magic and successfully entered the next level.

The next level greeted them with the void of the starry space -

The starlight projected from the distant world shone here, the blue starlight was looming, and the form of each petitioner was illuminated by the starlight, revealing their essence.

Even the gods surrounded by the light were the same. Under the shining of the starlight, they could no longer maintain their mythical form and showed their original form.

What's more terrifying is that their divine power was banned at this moment, and the gods who were high above could only land and move forward with their own feet.

The defense module of this layer is a forbidden magic space that makes people sink in the starry world and cannot use magic and divine power.

"!!!"

Kroya's eyes were shining, and he wished he could get the starlight on the spot!

This, this must be his cyan chapter!

Although there are some deviations from his understanding, it must be, maybe it is a small chapter!

He has already felt the throbbing deep in his heart. If he can shine these lights, he will definitely be able to learn the cyan chapter quickly!

He was so expectant that he didn't notice the turbulence of the light of Eden around him, and didn't even notice that Mia didn't know when she was swept over.

——He is the master of Eden. Eden was born to satisfy his wishes, so Eden will do its best to satisfy him.

"..."

You can't spoil Cloya like this, how much magic power will it take to pull me over? If I hadn't resisted, you would have broken!

He was simply powerless to complain.

Mia looked at Cloya, then looked at the Ark materialized by memory, and sighed softly.

Then He said:

"What you wish for will be manifested!"

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