Chapter 639

The fierce collision in Heidelberg has not affected the port of Toulon for the time being.

Like prehistoric monsters, the twelve metal giants crashed into the waters of port Toulon. A group of warships stationed in the harbor by the Allied forces of many countries were completely submerged by gunfire without knowing who their enemies were.

In the sound of the siren like the dragon, the soldiers of the Imperial Army, armed with new weapons, gushed out from the troop carriers like a torrent of iron gray, rushed along the trestle into the port of Tulun, and quickly flooded the whole port of Tulun along the streets and alleys.

This is not a close war.

This is a merciless massacre.

On the ground, the soldiers of the Imperial Army, armed with new weapons, reaped the enemy's life cleanly and skillfully.

In the air, a large group of Imperial forces at the sixth level are relying on their absolute superiority in numbers to kill the sixth level of the Allied forces one by one.

The Allied forces left behind in port Toulon only resisted for half an hour, then they threw away their armor and left the city area of port Toulon in a panic and fled to the north.

Naturally, the Weitu family's residence in the mid mountain area also returned to the Weitu family's hands.

When Joe and Sherlock returned from the north, it was just the moment when the flag of the Durham empire was raised again on the flagpole in front of the town hall of port Toulon, and the maids and guards of the witus family re entered their house.

Joe put Sherlock, who was still weak, in his bedroom, picked up a bottle of rum and poured it down to Sherlock.

Originally pale Sherlock was excited by the strong liquor. He took a few breaths, and two more blushes appeared on his cheek.

He moved his body hard to make himself more comfortable in bed, then looked at Joe and sighed: "I didn't expect that things would develop like this... Joe, how long have we known each other?"

Joe sat on a single sofa by the bed, looking up at Sherlock with his legs crossed.

"Half a year? Well, half a year, Mr. Sherlock

Sherlock rolled his eyes: "half a year, it's really... Fate is changeable. Joe

He sighed and shook his head: "I thought that I would take you and Verona as my disciples. You have a good family background and a strong foundation. With my guidance and help, you will grow up a little bit and finally become the backbone members of al... In the next decades, a hundred years, maybe, You can grow into... "

Sherlock narrowed her eyes: "senior senior king?"

Joe spread out his hands: "Oh, don't say any senior elder... Florence, he..."

Sherlock interrupted Joe: "the Florence you caught is a fake. It's his double. With all his savings and at the expense of all the subordinates he has cultivated over the years, he has set a trap for you. "

"You've captured Florence, and he's been tortured in your dungeon... Even because of this, senior elders like the grand tower have fallen in Heidelberg."

"All this angered the elders who were hiding behind Florence, who were in a higher position and had more power. The waiters, the archbishops, the bishops, they're all out

"They're gathering at Heidelberg, and they're preparing some revenge plans against the Durham empire."

Joe's eyes widened.

waiter.

archbishop.

bishop.

A more important "King" than Florence?

With a sneer, Joe said, "can a loose mutual aid intelligence organization confront an empire?"

Joe raised his head: "what can they do? Start a bigger war? "

Sherlock narrowed his eyes and clenched his teeth: "to launch a larger scale war, of course, whether it is the elders who came out of the mountains because of the" tragic experience "of Florence, or Florence, and their allies, their next plan is to launch a larger scale war."

"But their goals are very different."

"The original intention of the elders at the level of waiters was revenge, revenge on the Empire of Derren, especially the direct action, which brought you the miserable experience of Florence."

"But the elders, they found something strange about the war."

Joe looked at Sherlock in surprise: "strange? What's wrong with war? "

Sherlock stares at Joe: "because of some unknown reasons, some new weapons appear in the army of the Durham Empire, which are obviously beyond the current industrial level... These weapons are extremely powerful and lethal, which obviously destroy the balance of power in the mainland of medland."Joe nodded thoughtfully: "those elders who came out to revenge Florence, they have other ideas?"

Sherlock sighed: "I was almost killed because of this unfortunate reason... The emergence of these new weapons represents the possibility of some taboo. But this kind of taboo possibility, is al organization's real upper class, they absolutely do not allow to appear

Joe spread out his hands: "I don't understand what you said."

Sherlock clenched her teeth, supported the bed with her hands, and straightened her upper body.

Joe grabs two big pillows and puts them behind Sherlock so that he can lean more comfortably on the head of the bed.

Sherlock nodded with satisfaction and sighed again: "Joe, I didn't fully understand what I just said... But this time, I was chased because I inadvertently got... Sensational truth about Madeleine."

Joe looked at Sherlock in amazement.

As a student of more than ten years, although Joe has studied hard in the last two months, this short-term shock learning obviously can't make up some of his common sense, let alone make him have so much superhuman knowledge.

In the face of Sherlock's words, Joe can only say frankly: "Madeleine... The truth? Is there something wrong with Madeleine

Sherlock's eyelids blinked quickly. He looked out of the window and said in a deep voice, "of course, in the eyes of all mortals, what's wrong with Madeleine? We were born here, we grew up here, and eventually, we will die here. "

"But, Joe, have you ever thought about what Madeleine looks like? What kind of existence is Madeleine in those "eyes" that are beyond words, beyond words, beyond description and beyond description in the form and level of life

Joe closed his mouth tightly.

This question is too profound.

He's not one of those beings, he hasn't seen Madeleine's reality, he can't imagine the problem.

Sherlock looked at Joe deeply. "Do you know what shape medland is?"

Without waiting for Joe to answer, Sherlock made a move with his right hand. There was a faint water wave in the air. A silver tray in the distance flew to Sherlock and he put it on his knee.

"This is Madeleine... The land we live in is a dish like shape."

Joe scratched his head. "Eh? What's wrong with that? "

With a wave of Sherlock's hand, another tray flew in the distance. Supported by a touch of water, the tray that had been put on his knee soared three feet, and the new tray was put on his knee.

He pointed to the floating plate and said, "this is Madeleine."

He pointed to the plate on his knee and said, "this is the abyss!"

Without waiting for Joe to ask, Sherlock continued to wave, and another plate flew over. This time, the plate was floating over the plate representing medland.

"Well, the big black spot on the surface of the moon that we often see at night is it - the holy mountain of Al, or the holy land of Al, or the origin of the gods of our world."

"In the minds of the church clergy in daboga... Of course, only those clergy at the core level who are high enough in status and important enough in status, in their minds, this is the" prison of God. "

"That's about the composition of our world."

"Al Haram is at the top."

"Madeleine is in the middle."

"The abyss is at the bottom."

"Medland is in the middle of the three worlds, which is the origin of its name" medland. "

"In the middle of the continent, this is medland, which is a kind of ancient divine language."

Joe was indifferent.

What is the origin of medland's name? Which language family does it come from? Does it have anything to do with Joe?

Sherlock understood Joe's face, and he was helpless about it.

"Well, it's all sidelights."

"You're not interested in these things. I can understand what you think."

"But the next thing I'm going to say, you're going to be... Shocked, even frightened."

Joe stares at Sherlock with wide eyes.Sherlock pushed a tray floating in front of him, and the two floating plates spun quickly.

He looked at Joe and said word by word: "Al holy land, also known as the prison of God, is because... The gods worshiped by the sticks of daboga, mu, and his sister mutesther, our Sun God and moon god, were suppressed and imprisoned in Al holy mountain."

Joe stood up abruptly. He looked at Sherlock in horror. "Ha?"

Sherlock Aung looked up at Joe with great pride: "yes, the source of Madeleine's faith, the God worshiped by millions of believers, the great Mu and the merciful mu tesse, were defeated, suppressed and imprisoned one hundred years after they ascended the throne. They have been imprisoned for 1380 years in Mount Eyre."

"Isn't that a coincidence? Feel familiar with it? "

"Yes, the 1380 year glory calendar... This year... The day they were imprisoned and suppressed is the beginning of medland's glory calendar."

"It was al who imprisoned and suppressed them!"

Sherlock looked at Joe very seriously: "I'm wrong, Joe. We're all wrong. All al's junior members are wrong... Even many al's elders are wrong."

"Al is not a simple mutual aid intelligence organization, it is not a simple academic platform that gathers the most intelligent, intelligent and learned people in medland..."

"It..."

Sherlock swallowed the foam very hard.

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