"To be honest, if the individual strength of ordinary humans hadn't been so poor back then, even if they went, they would only add to the ranks of the undead skeletons. Otherwise, they would have been dragged along to fill the numbers."
"Instead of just the human powerhouses of various professions participating in the war."
"So, is this the reason why humans are now the overlords of the Middle Ages Continent?" Li Wei asked, already having the answer in his heart.
"More or less. Although it's not the main reason, it definitely has something to do with it. After all, whether it was the elves, dwarves, or dragons, they all suffered heavy losses in this holy war," Igor Saint nodded.
Li Wei received confirmation and found it somewhat amusing.
In ancient times, almost every elf was born with the ability to control powerful magic. Dwarves may have looked like short, stocky fellows, but in terms of strength alone, they were definitely not inferior to minotaurs or other orcs. As for dragons, there was no need to even mention them.
In such a horizontal comparison, ordinary humans who didn't know magic and didn't have battle qi were indeed pitifully weak.
No wonder these overlords looked down on them.
"We won, but it definitely wasn't what you think. We can only be considered to have won a pyrrhic victory," Igor Saint sighed, his gaze deep, as if he were returning to the battlefield that was etched in his heart forever: "In the first hundred years, the entire material world's allied forces were almost in constant retreat, fighting very hard."
"How is that possible?" Li Wei asked in disbelief.
Just listening to it, you know how luxurious this lineup is. Each race at that time could single-handedly sweep away one side, they were all absolutely ruthless characters.
Combined together, complementing each other's shortcomings, it was simply like 1+1=3, the degree of awesomeness increased exponentially.
The Elven Empire's Chimera Legion, Gryphon Riders, Elven Mages… The Dwarves' Ironfoot Army, Holy Warriors, various legendary weapons, demigod artifacts… The Orc Kingdom's Oliphaunt Warriors, Orc Berserkers, Katiler Warriors…
There were simply countless powerful legions and top warriors, plus the Holy Light Church's Twelve Saints and the dragons. If such a luxurious lineup were given to Lord, he would dare to say he was the planet lord of a colonized world, but the result was that they were still getting beaten, and it lasted for a hundred years.
Li Wei seriously suspected that the commander of the Allied Forces was a spy sent by the enemy.
"The strength of those fallen god servants was just that strong. Each one was equivalent to a demigod who had failed to condense a godhead, plus those lich kings who could turn dead allies into undead."
"Our numbers were constantly decreasing, and the other side's numbers were constantly increasing. In this tug-of-war, we can say that we hardly had any advantage," Igor Saint said calmly. Nearly four thousand years had worn away the emotions in his heart regarding this war.
"And I was cursed by a fallen god servant who sacrificed himself with 'Soul Stripping' —
Severing the bonds of flesh and blood with ice, cutting off its true spirit's return.
The pity of the old gods no longer guides, the seven-colored radiance of the new gods' halls never accepts.
The shell will become carrion pecked at by ravens, the name will become a sigh dissipating in the winter night.
Struggling in the gray abyss where moonlight cannot penetrate, wandering in the eternal void after the annihilation of stars.
The curse binds like cold iron piercing through the years, with no time for absolution."
He recited it softly. Although he didn't feel any magic surge, just listening to the meaning of the curse, Li Wei couldn't help but feel a chill.
Admittedly, the strength of his body was unmatched, but even one of the Twelve Saints, blessed by the Goddess of Holy Light and naturally resistant to these insidious magics, couldn't withstand this curse. He had no confidence that he could withstand it either.
If he became a soul state, no matter how strong his body was, he would be a fish out of water, only able to be slaughtered.
"This is also why I said that my body will never wake up. This curse is planted on my true spirit, unable to be stripped away, making me unable to find a home for my soul forever," Igor Saint said faintly, sipping a cup of tea.
"I once heard a saying that a person's physical body is a small boat, and the soul is the boatman on the boat. If either of them leaves the other, they will gradually fall into nothingness," Li Wei looked at the saint who was only a soul in front of him and asked: "Then how have you lived to this day with only your soul?"
Even if the other party was a legendary or even a stronger powerhouse, as long as they hadn't become a god, they would have to follow this law.
A soul without a home would not only not achieve longevity, but would instead fall into nothingness at a faster rate.
Digen was also able to survive until now because he had the nourishment of the dragon crystal, plus a god personally used great power to make it a dragon soul of a legendary weapon.
"An interesting saying," Igor Saint nodded, and then asked a seemingly unrelated question:
"Do you know the innate talents that the Twelve Saints are born with?"
"I only know that they were bestowed by the Goddess of Holy Light, but I don't know what the specific talents are," Li Wei shook his head.
"Accurately speaking, these talents are what we are born with, and the goddess guides them out for us," Igor Saint said.
"And my talent is eternal soul separation. As long as I leave my physical body, my soul will never dissipate, regardless of external interference or anything else."
"Absolute?"
"Absolute."
"So amazing?!" Lord was finally moved at this moment.
Anything involving "absolute", "100%"… even if it's catching a white blade with bare hands, cannot be underestimated. This means that even a sword cut down by a god can be caught by an ordinary person with bare hands.
At this level, it can no longer be explained by pure talent magic, it is more like a manifestation of a "rule" or "law". It can be said that the old scholars of those mage towers are researching magic with this as the ultimate goal.
It is the ultimate manifestation of magic.
"For Igor Saint, the curse of that fallen god servant can hardly be said to be a curse or a blessing," Fatir interjected.
This is true immortality, almost like a god. Although it is in a soul state, it is enough to make countless people jealous and go crazy.
But obviously, a saint with a morality even higher than a great virtuous monk does not think so. A bitter smile finally appeared on his calm face: "No, this is precisely the most vicious curse for me."
If someone else said this, Lord would give the other party two international gestures, because this is typical Versailles.
But if it were the great virtuous saint in front of him, he would only shake his head and sigh: "If it were me, I would be happy beyond words."
He has the shortcomings and advantages that intelligent creatures should have, and naturally also has the common diseases shared by intelligent creatures.
That is, the fear of being reduced to nothingness, of all that one is dissipating between heaven and earth.
The stronger one is, the more they fear, and he is no exception.
Therefore, he couldn't be happier about the prospect of longevity. Heaven knows how envious he feels every time he hears Sophia and Aisha chatting about how long the elders of their clans have lived.
He doesn't even measure up to a fraction of their age.
“Getting back to the main topic, how did you manage to turn the tables in the following ten years?” The lord shifted in his seat, steering the conversation back on track.
“It involves three aspects: the artifact Ephesos, granted by the goddess; the talents of the other two saints; and finally, the Holy Light Trial.”
“Let me start with the Holy Light Trial, because it concerns the method of advancing to Legend. Whether in ancient times or now, advancing to Legend is a complete elevation of rank, from soul to body, equivalent to breaking through the boundaries of the mortal realm. This is why, once one advances to Legend, regardless of race, their lifespan breaks through limitations and reaches new heights.”
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“Each faction has a different method for advancing to Legend. Creatures like dragons, favored by the gods, can even become Legends simply by sleeping and encountering some opportunities.”
“Our Holy Light Church's method for advancing to Legend is the Holy Light Trial. Those who have reached the Epic rank will go to the 'New World' belonging to the Holy Light Church to complete the advancement ceremony and ultimately become Legend-level powerhouses.”
“The reason why the Holy Light Trial is linked to turning the tide is that the New World used by the Holy Light Church for trials is a world absolutely devoid of magic!”
“Whether it's Holy Light, magic, or other elemental powers, none can be used.”
“And then?” Li Wei vaguely seemed to glimpse the birth of an earth-shattering plan.
“The Ephesos Sword prohibits the use of spatial magic within a certain range, just enough to cover the entire New World. The talents of the other two saints are interdimensional teleportation and knowledge of true names.”
“Interdimensional teleportation, requiring only knowledge of the target's true name, can teleport even gods to a predetermined location. Knowledge of true names guarantees knowing everyone's true name.”
The lord vaguely guessed something, but was just one step away from understanding. He asked, “The talents of the two saints aren't unlimited, are they?”
“Correct. Each use will consume a tremendous amount of magic power, and may even increase several times depending on the strength of the enemy.”
“But when the entire material world is about to fall into the hands of chaotic and evil creatures due to our foolishness, every powerhouse who once cast a vote of approval has an inescapable responsibility! There is no time to hesitate any longer.” Igo Saint spoke powerfully, while also regretting his past foolishness.
If they had known that this tragic war would follow, the powerhouses at the time would probably have preferred to become mortals and live out their lives in mediocrity.
“All the powerhouses who cast votes of approval sacrificed their own magic power, releasing unimaginable power to the two saints.”
“Our planned succeeded—all the corrupted god servants, undead knights, undead dragons, liche kings… even the most ordinary undead, were collectively teleported to the magic-free New World by this largest-scale teleportation magic in history.”
Igo Saint's voice was like a sailboat sailing on a turbulent sea, each crashing wave and each rise and fall making people tremble with fear: “Undead without the support of magic are just ordinary skeletons. Corrupted god servants without the divine arts they rely on are nothing more than fellows that any holy knight can easily defeat.”
“With the spatial restriction of the Ephesos Sword, they have no way to leave this world, and can only watch as the magic power in their bodies gradually dissipates until they become withered bones.”
“All of this is truly shocking.” Even the lord of Highcliff Keep, who was used to seeing great storms, couldn't help but sigh.
This was a grand undertaking that could only be completed by the powerhouses of the entire world, requiring the right timing, location, and people.
But the effect was also significant, directly solving the problem of these evil creatures that could destroy a world once and for all.
“After this war ended, the few survivors felt that this so-called Holy War was entirely caused by their foolishness, and were ashamed to record it in history. This is why the world now knows so little about this period of history, and why research on teleportation gates is forbidden.”
“People eat when they are hungry and drink when they are thirsty. In my opinion, this is nothing, it is all for survival, but I didn't expect such bad luck.” Li Wei shook his head.
To be fair, the blame for this war cannot be placed on anyone.
It can only be said that fate was unkind. Who would have thought that the New World they found was fine the moment before, but was occupied by corrupted god servants and undead as soon as the teleportation gate was established?
“Perhaps.” Igo Saint shook his head.
“Please continue.” As an observer, Li Wei was unwilling to continue commenting on this heavy history.
“After the Holy War ended, the top powerhouses of the material world either died or were injured, and the other participating races were also severely weakened, suffering heavy losses. But at least the war was won. They went to the world that was free of undead and closed the teleportation gate. Those who were unwilling to leave their homeland retreated back to their hometowns to recuperate.”
“Among those who remained in the homeland were seven of the twelve Holy Saints who were still alive. In order to solve the problem of the villains imprisoned in the magic-free New World and completely eliminate these hidden threats, we used ourselves as a reference, with the help of the goddess, to create the 'Holy Word Codex'. This is the only atonement we can make for this world.”
“That's why the main function of the 'Holy Word Codex' is to enhance physical strength, right?” The lord tapped the table, a thoughtful look on his face.
“Yes, although magic and divine arts cannot be used in the magic-free world, the power of one's own body is not restricted.” Igo Saint smiled slightly.
“The Holy Knights who have cultivated the 'Holy Word Codex' will definitely be able to easily deal with the corrupted god servants who have lost their divine arts.”
“At first, everything went smoothly. The Holy Knights could also undergo the Holy Light Trial while conveniently eliminating these corrupted god servants.”
“Even if the magic power of the material world was completely reduced to nothingness, the Holy Knights with the 'Holy Word Codex' would not be too affected, and would still possess great strength. Battle Qi also began to emerge at this time, marking an era of blossoming talents.”
Igo Saint looked at Li Wei and sighed: “But an accident happened…”
