As time goes by, the defensive facilities of the Selected City are becoming more and more solid and perfect under the construction of players.

Finally, more than half a month after the army of the Eternal Church entered the Elf Forest, the vanguard of the Judgment Legion finally arrived at the core area where the World Tree is located.

It is August, and the entire Seges continent has ushered in the hottest day of the year.

Above the sky, the golden sun emits dazzling light, scorching the earth.

That is, the Elf Forest has a mild climate, which rarely retains a hint of warmth and coolness, unlike other parts of the mainland.

And deep in the forest, among the mountains and ridges, a towering giant tree rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

His branches were surrounded by clouds, and the canopy covered the sky and the sun was lush. From a distance, you could even see a huge dragon as small as a fly flying around him, and a faint roar of dragons came.

Looking at such a magnificent tree, no matter who it is, you will feel a sense of self-smallness.

"That's the world tree, right? The essence of the crown of Eve Uktrashire, the goddess of life."

Among the army of the Eternal Church, an old monk in a gray robe looked at the towering giant tree and sighed with shock.

However, no one around him said anything.

All the judges' knights remained expressionless, lined up neatly and continued to move along the road.

Seeing this, the old master shrugged and no longer made himself bored. Instead, he took out a roll of parchment from his arms and spread it out and wrote:

"On August 10th, following the church's legion, I finally saw the legendary World Tree..."

"She is so grand and so majestic. Even if I look from a distance, I can feel the shock of life and the wonder of nature..."

"It's a pity...there's a different position. I don't know where she will go after this war, and where the Elf Forest will go..."

The old mage sighed while recording.

However, after writing this passage, he thought about it, erased the last few sentences and wrote again:

"It's a pity... the hymn is always sing for the winners. After this war, no one can give an answer to where the history of the Seges continent will go..."

"And I am just a witness to this history."

After writing, the old master looked at his words and nodded secretly, as if he was quite satisfied with the writing of this version.

And at this time, a high-ranking bishop of the Eternal Church came to him.

He looked up and down at the old master and said in a deep voice:

"His Excellency Ofnum, the Pope's crown has an order, and the army is about to arrive under the World Tree, and war may break out at any time. For your safety, please do not cross the battlefield privately, and be sure to stay with the Bishops' Order."

“Don’t I need to join the war?”

The old mage shrugged and asked.

The senior bishop glanced at him:

"No, your task is to record everything you see."

"You have compiled the history of the empire, and are also a well-known historian of the empire, and a former imperial court consultant. I believe no one in this world is more suitable for this job than you."

However, after listening to the high-level bishop's words, the old master sighed softly:

"Imperial? There is no empire in this world. There is only one republic called Mannia, and I am no longer a court advisor to some empire."

"But even so, you are still the most well-known historian in the entire Seges world. As a legendary existence almost touched by the study and understanding of history, in the Seges world, you are almost the representative of history... For us, no one is more suitable for this than you."

The senior bishop said.

"Are you sure? I'm not an eternal believer, no, I think you should know that I even hate the Eternal Church, otherwise I wouldn't have been imprisoned in the Doloria Castle Prison..."

The old mage rolled his eyes and said indifferently.

As he said that, he shook his head again:

"No, maybe I regret now that I promised you the conditions to serve you in exchange for the opportunity to come out of prison. Otherwise, maybe I will also become a witness to the Mannian Revolution and are now sitting in the palace in Mannian to drink coffee with the revolutionaries! Hey, it's a pity that I missed the opportunity to burn the Eternal Church with my own hands..."

Hearing the blasphemy between the old mage's words, the high-ranking bishop's expression was slightly dark:

"His Excellency Ofnum, please pay attention to your words! The majesty of the true God cannot be blasphemed. I do not want to hear you say similar words again. It is enough for you to record the process of this war in the file you handed to you in a just and impartial manner."

"Father-in-law, impartial?"

The old mage asked in a muffled voice.

That expression and that tone seemed to have a little bit of irony.

"Of course, my father-in-law is just and impartial."

The senior bishop said expressionlessly.

"Even if the church is the loser in the end?"

The old mage said again, which was quite provocative.

The senior bishop looked at him, and seemed to be unstimulated:

"Don't worry, Mr. Offnam, my Lord... will not fail."

"But what if? Just like the Holy Mannian Empire, who would have thought that the entire empire would collapse just one year later? No... More precisely, before the Mannian Revolution, who would have thought that the entire empire would collapse overnight?"

The old mage seemed to be in a row with the other party.

The senior bishop looked at him deeply and said:

"The empire is an empire, the church is a church. It is enough for you to follow the real historical records. The rest is not required."

"Haha, you are quite confident..."

The old mage smiled.

As he said that, he shook his head gently:

"But, nothing can be absolutely sure of anything, even the true gods, so... you should not be too optimistic."

"Just like the great Eve crown and His Church of Life, eight years ago, who could have imagined that a church that had just emerged would develop into a confrontation with the Eternal Church, or even a peak empire?"

The old mage showed emotion on his face, not hiding his favor and respect for Eve, the goddess of life.

However, the senior bishop did not accept his words again.

He just took a deep look at the old master and turned around and left.

The old mage Ofnum seemed quite boring to his reaction.

Shaking his head gently, he withdrew his gaze.

He looked at the parchment paper in his hand, touched the material, and closed the file... The old master looked at the complicated patterns on it, looking curious.

As a historian, he could clearly perceive the ancient and mysteriousness of this document, and faintly, it seemed that there was a kind of vast power on it.

Even though he was close to legend and had a superb study of [identification] magic, he could not see the details of this document.

"What is the origin of this thing...?"

The old mage Ofnum muttered strangely.

Shaking his head and looking at the fierce church army around him, the old monk pondered for a moment, sighed, took out his pen again, and wrote on the parchment paper of unknown material:

"But no matter what, if this war is gone, I'm afraid the world of Segus will suffer another disaster."

After writing, he couldn't help but look at the file again. He couldn't see any secrets, so he had to put away the parchment and return to the army of the Eternal Church.

...

After entering the core area, the roads of the Elf Forest seem to have become more crisscrossed.

At the same time, the number and frequency of the Eternal Church encounters blocking elves, which continue to increase as it approaches the World Tree.

This did not cause much damage to the church's army, but the itinerary was undoubtedly slowing down a little.

But even so, five days after entering the core area, the entire Judgment Legion finally came to the world tree.

"City of Selected! Is this the selected city of Selected?!"

In the bishops' group of Eternal Church's army, the old wizard Ofnum looked at the magnificent and magnificent city under the World Tree, with an excited look on his face.

Looking around, I saw a magnificent city rising from the ground and stretching out under the roots like mountains.

The strange, magnificent and charming buildings, the lush and beautiful gardens and streets make the city in front of you look like a work of art created by a god.

The old mage Ofnum felt a little heartbroken when he thought that such a beautiful city would usher in a war, or even be destroyed in the war.

At this point, he couldn't help but look at the bishops of the Eternal Church beside him, but found that their eyes were full of solemnity when they looked at the Selected City.

The old mage followed their eyes and found that most of the bishops' eyes were concentrated on the tall wall outside the Selected City.

At this time, the old mage Ofnum noticed the difference in the city walls of the Selected City.

This magnificent city has equally spectacular walls.

Even if you look from afar, Overnum can tell that the walls of the Selected City are probably more than thirty meters high.

Although it seems a bit rough, as if it was temporarily built, the exaggerated height and thickness, the magic crystal cannons on the city wall, and the inscriptions that can be clearly observed with the naked eye on the side of the city wall, and the patterns of the magic defense barrier that can be clearly observed with the naked eye, all show that this city wall is not easy to mess with.

Outside the city walls, Overnum also noticed that several circles of tall oak trees were planted around the city.

The moment he saw the oak tree, he recognized it, it was probably not an ordinary oak tree, but the legendary oak guard.
To be continued...