Chapter 1460: Chapter 476: Prophecy Points to Judgnt Day_3
Knowing Rudolf’s identity, Wayne looked at the other party again and felt imdiately different. Just a mont ago, he was an ordinary staff mber, but suddenly he exuded an aura of authority and power.
He patted Rudolf on the shoulder, took the docunt into his own hands: “That’s enough, you have nothing to do here anymore, go ahead, I will deliver the docunt to the leader.”
“Thank you for your hard work.” Rudolf turned around bewilderedly and left, seemingly just an ordinary person.
Wayne sighed, not piercing through the other party’s act, holding the docunt as he walked towards the leader’s office, shaking his head: “As expected, I should have confird personally last ti… forget it, last ti I didn’t have the qualification to confirm.”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wayne knocked on the office door, ignoring the guards on both sides, and directly pushed the door open.
Behind a massive desk, the little mustached leader Hiddel stood with his hands behind his back, holding a pencil, expressionlessly looking at the map of the God-chosen Continent on the wall.
The area where Frank was located was intersected and divided by lines, now fragnted, Windsor and the Ross Federation were circled separately, several lines crisscrossed from various places, indicating the strategic route of the Lightning Squad’s march.
“My leader, here is the docunt you wanted.” Wayne stepped forward and said.
“Just put it on the table…”
Hiddel turned around, stared at Wayne for a mont: “You… Christian, why haven’t you been endowed with synchronous evolution by the chanized armant’s information?”
Wayne was stunned upon hearing this; Christian was the alias he used last ti in Prussia. Not only did he gain a lot from it, but with this identity, he unexpectedly rescued Heya and Fred.
“As expected, the leader has always known.”
Wayne squinted his eyes slightly, glanced at the map: “Since you’re speaking openly, I’ll boldly ask, can you tell what the ultimate goal of the evil plan is? You can obviously keep winning, why do you want to give up and lose?”
“Where have I lost?”
“…”
Indeed so.
There’s only one continent on the God-chosen Continent, and Prussia, even fighting on two fronts, may not necessarily lose. If the other party stops pretending and brings out the evolution of the chanized armant, it’s enough to sweep across the entire world.
Hiddel’s appearance had nothing to do with sunshine, but his confidence was truly genuine. He put down the pencil in his hand: “The chanized armant will win the final victory. No one can stop its arrival; my plan has never been evil; it’s you who misunderstand the future.”
Speaking of which, Hiddel showed disdain: “Your strength is indeed formidable, strong enough to sweep through the entire Pri Minister’s Office, but your understanding of the world is seriously lacking. You don’t understand the purpose of war, the truth of death. You lack the ability to change the future.”
Wayne frowned deeply. The purpose of war and the truth of death did not refer to the God-chosen Continent. Thinking of the three goddesses only having told half the story, he probed: “The source of the chanized armant is a deity, and Prussia is His fiefdom?”
Hiddel nodded: “So you do know, you have so understanding of the prophecy.”
What prophecy?
Wayne raised an eyebrow, probed: “There are many translations of prophecies; what you consider as prophecy is absolutely different from what I consider. War is destined to end; no war keeps erupting indefinitely. As for death, it will eventually return to peace.”
“Hahaha, your translation is too naive.”
Hiddel’s face showed fanaticism: “The wheels of war roll forward relentlessly; once started, they won’t stop. Everything is predestined, and everyone will turn into nourishnt. The prophecy points to Judgnt Day, where everyone will face judgnt, including deities, all will fall in this era.”
Without a beginning or an end, Wayne didn’t know what he was saying, only knowing that the three goddesses knew the prophecy. Analyzing based on this clue, a general idea ford in his mind.
The old era, naly the wars of faith, gave birth to a total of six deities.
Heavenly Father, Nature, Sun, Moonlight, Darkness, Death.
At the beginning of the new era, new deities erged, reigniting myth and stirring up a new wave of faith wars.
The Heavenly Father, being the strongest, went far into The Void, leaving his successor before departing, instructing the reincarnated angel to find the Saint Heir.
The five goddesses were incapable of doing so; to face the second round of myth, they each planned for the future.
Among them, Nature firmly believed in relying only on oneself to be a deity, seized the divine power of Death, and accelerated its evolution to confront the unknown crisis. Other goddesses either banded together or prepared in secret, so even lavishly spending money to win allies, knowing it was a trap but still willing to see the scenery at the bottom of the pit marked by it.
The idea was roughly ford, with each specific detail remaining vague.
Wayne looked at Hiddel, shaking his head slightly: “The war will cease. When I stepped into this office, the wheels of war were destined not to move forward.”
“No, you don’t understand war or the human heart.”
Hiddel sat in the chair, calmly saying: “I can’t resist your power. When you stepped into this office, my death was already settled, but not the war. You can stop Prussia’s chariots from advancing, but can you stop them from retreating?”
What do you an?
Wayne was baffled; with Prussia’s defeat, the war should end. He had no reason to stop the Lightning Chariots’ retreat.
“You really don’t understand anything…”
Hiddel smiled: “If it could have been prevented, the gods already would have, but they didn’t. Your actions today succeeded, yet also failed. When you witness real war in the future, you’ll realize today’s deeds are aningless.”
“Unfortunately, I cannot see the real war…”
After saying this, his expression was dazed and sowhat forlorn, but quickly, his whole face filled with fervent belief, and amidst laughter, his body twisted and transford towards a black and hard direction.
chanized Armant!
A nuclear hydrogen warhead replaced Hiddel, growing larger and larger until it crushed the seat with a snap.
A sight to behold, potent and intensely radioactive.
Retracting my previous words, he’s quite bright.
In Wayne’s ears, similar chanical sounds echoed endlessly, filling every corner of the Pri Minister’s Office. If they exploded simultaneously, the imnse power would be enough to send the entire Berlin to Heaven.
“Tsk, self-destructing so easily, fanatics really lack quality…”
Boom!!!
The world resounded, the roar pierced the skies, and an orange fla rose up, shaking the entire world along with it.
The intense light and heat wave did not spill over, restrained by an invisible force within the Pri Minister’s Office.
The surrounding air seed to solidify, tightly sealed by ink-like darkness, with light imprisoned like in a black coffin, its imnse power unable to penetrate even slightly.
Around the Pri Minister’s Office, passing citizens curiously looked at the black coffin rising up, until a series of hurried footsteps ca from the streets and alleys, prompting them to leave hastily, not daring to linger.
The black light dissipated, leaving the Pri Minister’s Office in ruins, except for the magma scattered on the ground, everything else was forcibly wiped out.
Wayne walked out of the ruins, foam-covered, glanced back at the Pri Minister’s Office—his mission was complete. Without Little Mustache, the spiritual core, Prussia could only continue to be defeated, unable to replicate its previous arrogant achievents.
“Windsor, Frank, and the Ross Federation will not stop their counterattack, the war hasn’t truly ended, and I can’t prevent it… Is that what it ans?”
Wayne pondered expressionlessly; it’s not just these few countries, but also the ones forrly defeated and annexed by Prussia, even Prussia’s good ally, Enoelia, would promptly choose sides to imdiately declare war on Prussia.
The one-sided war would soon be over, it seems… it has already stopped.
“What exactly is wrong?”
Wayne shook his head and walked into the alley, eting nine teammates head-on, realizing the three goddesses had already left, he silently cursed his luck.
Judging by their stance, the three goddesses knew today’s outco in advance but didn’t give a heads-up, waiting to see him hit a wall.
Can’t really put it that way, the goddesses are very busy, accompanying him this far was already giving him face.
Wayne: (￣～￣;)
His relationship with Galle and Shi Luke wasn’t that good, he couldn’t control these two, but Idinis was different. Tonight, he’d stand up, refusing to stop until he cried himself hoarse.
“Let’s go, there’s nothing left for us here.”
Wayne waved his hand and pulled out Shadowmare, the half-hearted operation ending like a tiger’s head with a snake’s tail, all because of allies who were riddles, knowing the truth but not saying a word.
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Lundan.
Julian Family Mansion.
Felster put down the secretary in his arms, picked up a glass of red wine dazedly: “I see, if I’m not wrong, the information about going to Prussia to eliminate the chanized armant was the reason he descended to Hell…”
“What is this, compassion, salvation, the divine nature a Saint Heir should possess?”
“It’s not bad, there’s finally sothing redeeming. It’s not as worthless as I imagined…”
Felster took a sip of red wine, looked up to the sky: “I saw so rits in him, albeit small, they were completely obscured by blemishes before.”
“If so, I’m indeed not as good as him, I’ve grown accustod to pride, looking down on humanity, and not caring about the mortal world…”
“No, I care about Lundan, I’m gradually becoming more human-like.”
“Father, will you co back?”
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