The Dean Has Arrived

There is a small village in a mountain not far from the Taliesid Plain.

Before the establishment of Stein City, the rudiment of the Salvation Army, that is, the Human Alliance sent envoys to the surrounding villages that were not attached to the abyss forces, asking them to move out of here as soon as possible to prevent being affected by the war.

But only this village was missed.

In fact, it’s not just the Salvation Army, even the Abyssal Army, which has been confronting the Salvation Army and has been sending low-level demons or plague corpses to wreak havoc on the Taliesid Plain and its surrounding areas, has not found this place to cause trouble for the Salvation Army. .

Because there is an almost miraculous illusion barrier around the village.

It is precisely because of this enchantment that the village has lived a peaceful life in peace for hundreds of years.

But it all came to an end...

"The harbinger of destruction has appeared."

Among the altars in the village, the altar that was originally filled with various tributes now has nothing but a few scrolls of sacrificial texts.

The head of the village and the oldest priest in the village was looking at the light constantly emerging from the center of the altar, with a sad expression on his face: "Is our family destined to be destroyed by this catastrophe..."

At this time, a young man walked outside the altar.

"Father, Mr. Poppyman has returned and brought news from the outside world."

The young man said softly after saluting his father.

"Let him in, he has worked hard all these years."

The old village chief sighed and didn't turn his head back, just staring at the light that bloomed on the altar.

The young man promised. Cautiously backed out.

After a while, a middle-aged man who looked similar to the old village chief, but was much richer, strode into the altar.

"The village chief is well." With a kind smile on his face, he bowed his hands to the old village chief.

"It's not good at all." The old village head turned around, his face was full of bitterness: "I only know that the pace of destruction is approaching my people, but I can't do anything about it, even the destruction I can't even figure out the essence... There are too many things left behind by our family in history."

After a pause, the sadness on the old man's face eased a little, and he asked the rich middle-aged man, "Bobbyman, how has the outside world been for you these past few years? I calculated that this catastrophe is coming to our family." Yes. If you can leave this place in pieces, maybe you can continue the inheritance of our family..."

"Honestly, it's not good..."

Bobbyman replied with a wry smile: "It was only after I left the village that I realized that people's hearts are sinister. In just a few short years, I have worked as a slave, soldier, businessman, mercenary, etc. But the people from our village are all simple... ...Plus there is something special...the village chief, you know that too. If you let ordinary people know the reason, how can you let them go?"

The old man also nodded when he heard the words. He sighed: "The children of our clan are the most honest. They will not cheat, have a sense of responsibility, and are indeed easy to be fooled around."

The two looked at each other in silence for a while. The old village chief managed to force a smile: "Bobiman, you may not have been back to the village for a long time. This time, if you have time, you should pay our ancestors well."

The middle-aged man nodded and didn't say much, but the knife passed by the old man cut his left wrist, allowing his blood to flow into the altar.

However, the strange thing is that his blood is not the bright red of ordinary people, but silvery white like molten silver, even glowing white, which makes one can't help but look sideways.

The silver blood fell onto the altar, like water droplets on a dry sea, and was collected in an instant, and then the whole altar seemed to be a little brighter.

Just when the old village chief was about to say something, the young man who had just left ran in hastily.

"Father, the illusion barrier outside our village has been triggered, and someone has entered the interior, but we haven't been able to find any trace of the enemy!"

"What!"

Even the old village chief was taken aback.

You must know that the illusion enchantment was stabilized by their ancestors with great painstaking efforts. Even so, the villagers still need to sacrifice a lot of their own blood every year to maintain its operation. On the contrary, the effect of this enchantment is also extraordinary, it can almost block all detection, search and perception.

Back then, Alexander, the second emperor of magic, also asked their ancestors about this aspect when building the enchantment, and used it to improve the construction of the 'refuge'.

It is precisely because of this that even if the outside world has been turned upside down, it does not have much impact on the inside.

"...Master Village Chief, maybe the intruder discovered the village by following me!"

The expression on the middle-aged man's face changed a few times, and finally he lowered his head and blamed himself: "Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence. I just returned to the clan, and they came to the door!"

"It's none of your business..." The old village chief frowned, which made his already wrinkled face look even older: "And the illusion enchantment itself has the ability to defend, ordinary abyssal demons, Hell evil or human monsters should not be able to enter, even if there are powerful beings who want to enter, they have to break the barrier first, but now..."

The enchantment itself is not broken.

At least from the altar, you can still see the enchantment outside that is still running safely.

"Anyway, I'm going to mobilize the self-police team in the village first. Father, you should hurry home and hide!"

The young man glanced at the rich middle-aged man, didn't say much, but bowed his hands to his father, and left here quickly.

However, he did not notice the complicated expression on his father's face.

"That's right, whether it's the abyss, hell, or this main material plane called the human world, it's impossible for any creature to easily enter this enchantment..."

The old village head looked sadly at the light on the altar that heralded destruction, and the expression on his face was mixed with sadness and despair: "So the only ones who can enter it without destroying the barrier are our fellow villagers. .”

Hearing this, the rich middle-aged man had an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Master Village Chief, you mean..."

"That's right, the invaders are neither creatures from the abyss nor creatures from hell, and naturally they are not natives of this plane." The old man sighed and said helplessly, "It's an angel!"

As if to confirm his words, a golden figure with two pairs of wings appeared in the sky in vain. While spreading the holy light, he raised the weapon in his hand that meant judgment.

Excalibur - Dawn. (To be continued..)

ps: I was so tired yesterday, I fell asleep halfway through the code... So I am so sorry for updating so late.