Chapter 562 - Chapter 562: Chapter 513 National Effort (4K)_2 (1/2)
Chapter 562: Chapter 513 National Effort (4K)_2
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“However, this also comes with a price.”
Felix sighed, a sadness evident on his face, as he said, “The people of this country will expend their life force to maintain the barrier’s maximum operation, so a lot of people will definitely die in this war.”
At the same time, Moter, the reincarnation of Lucius, sat quietly by the window in his study, his fingers unconsciously caressing a map on the table. It depicted the land soon to become a battlefield. His gaze occasionally fell on familiar place names, a complex emotion indescribable in words—apprehension and unease about an unknown fate—surged in his heart.
In the room, the lamplight flickered, casting a warm golden hue on everything around, but it failed to dispel the chill in his heart.
He tried flipping through a few ancient tomes, hoping to find a hint of tranquility, but the pages seemed to dance with brutal descriptions of past wars, burdening his mood even further.
Moter put down the book, clasped his head in his hands, and closed his eyes.
“I really am different from Lucius. If it were him, he would never resent the arrival of war.”
His thoughts ran wild like an untamed steed, unceasing in their fervor. He thought of his family, worried about whether his performance would bring shame to the Fischer family, fearing deep down that war might bring not only the glory of victory but also endless sorrow and separation.
“How could I be so weak…”
Moter’s heart was filled with unwillingness to leave his loved ones, especially his gentle wife. They were supposed to share life together, yet now they faced separation, riddled with uncertainty about the future.
In fact, since getting married, he realized that he had become increasingly weak…
Perhaps it was Elena who had changed him…
Moter startled slightly, suddenly realizing what he shared in common with Lucius, for the Lucius of the past had also been changed by his loved ones…
He stood and paced back and forth in the room, each step echoing his inner struggle and contradiction.
Finally, he halted, his gaze resolutely fixed on the darkness outside the window.
He knew that no matter the turmoil and tension, he would have to stand up and face the coming war, for the sake of his Fischer family, to meet everything that lay ahead.
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The barrier activated.
It was a massive crimson barrier that in an instant enveloped the entire Seven Luminaries Mainland on the Ouden Continent.
Within this realm shrouded by the crimson barrier, the prayers of the people were incessant, resembling a grand and moving symphony, with each note bearing the weight of hopes for the future.
Somewhere in a city near the Imperial City, an elderly priest stood at the forefront of a crowd. He held an ancient magic wand, his eyes closed tightly, his lips moving silently, leading the people in a solemn prayer ceremony.
His voice was calm and forceful, as if it could pierce the clouds and reach the sky:
“O great Gods, please hear our humble request, beneath this crimson canopy, we seek your protection, let your radiance illuminate our path, guide us toward victory and prosperity!”
In the crowd, a young mother clutched her child tightly, tears shimmering in her eyes, as she whispered softly, “May my child grow up healthy, far from illness and disaster, may his future be filled with light and hope.”
Not far away, an old man, with the support of the youth, knelt on the ground, trembling. His voice was weak but heartfelt:
“O God, I have lived through countless trials, witnessed the rise and fall of the Seven Suns, now in this critical moment, I pray for you to bestow on us wisdom and courage, let us protect this land that we deeply love!”