novelsite Chapter 1473 Their respective battles
Chapter 1473 Their respective battles
Chapter 1473 Their respective battles
If General Shatterstar and his troops previously gave the blasphemous king Larcade the feeling of a "strong enemy", then now Heather's God's Chosen Torina and King's Chosen Millicent give Larcade a "sense of oppression".
The red-haired Millicent gave Lacade a vague feeling of familiarity, as if he had seen her somewhere before. The God-Eating Serpent carefully explored the depths of Lacade's memory and was shocked to find that this sense of familiarity actually came from the Valkyrie Marenia.
And Torina also gave Lakkad a sense of familiarity, and this familiarity made him very uncomfortable.
“Time is of the essence, so let us discard those cumbersome polite words and blaspheme King Lakkad.
My name is Millicent, Heather's Blade, and now the Keeper of the Tree."
Millicent swung her long sword and spoke calmly.
Torina, who was standing beside her, clasped her hands in front of her and said softly, "Nice to meet you, God-Eating Snake. I am Torina, the Chosen One of Heather who masters the Law of Dreams."
Then, they both said in unison:
"Please hand over the Great Rune you are carrying, as well as your life."
The next moment, a flash of knife appeared!
The God-Eating Serpent only had time to raise his Blasphemous Holy Sword before he felt an unprecedented huge impact force coming from the sword, which made his arm numb.
The surface of the Blasphemous Holy Sword was covered with the corpses of heroes and heroes who were devoured by the God Devouring Snake. These corpses were entangled on the surface of the sword, forming undulations and squirming. If it was a normal battle, these corpses would transform the injured lives into blood of the same origin as the God Devouring Snake to restore his vitality.
But now, a large number of corpses' arms were completely useless and were chopped into pieces by their Zanpakuto, and a large amount of blood and flesh fell like rain.
Why! Why didn't the Blasphemy Sword work? It was as if it was asleep... asleep? A dream?
The blasphemous king Lakkad suddenly found that his thinking seemed to be slowing down, and Tanis beside him was even more shaky and might fall to the ground and fall into eternal sleep at any time.
Is it the power of the woman named Torina? Speaking of which, there has always been a legend about "Saint Torina" in the border area. It is said that she is the master of sleep. Could it be this person?
Lacard grabbed Tanis without hesitation and threw her into the snake's mouth to chew hard. The powerful strength contained in the hostess of the Volcano Mansion was like a shot of adrenaline, and the blood in her mouth made Lacard's mind temporarily sober.
He was about to swing the Sword of Blasphemy to cast the Gmir lava magic, but at this moment, a large number of black and white butterflies appeared before his eyes.
"I will accept your Devouring Serpent and Lava Fire for now."
The last scene Lakkad saw in his life was a flash of knife light that rapidly enlarged from far to near.
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Step, step, step...
The sound of footsteps echoed across the vast square.
This is in front of the throne square of Rodel, the royal city closest to the golden tree. The Omen King, who was loyally stationed in front of the throne, held his crutches with both hands and slowly opened his eyes.
"I didn't expect it to be you..."
His voice was low and gruff, like sandpaper.
There was only one figure standing on the throne square, and that was the Blood King Mung with long golden hair and the Holy Spear of Mungwen in his hand.
Munger placed the Holy Spear on the ground with a dull thud and whispered:
"Why can't you see the situation clearly until now?
Do you know how many times I begged the selectors to let you survive?
But your stubbornness has finally led you to this path of no return, my brother."
After a few seconds of silence, Monger spoke again, his tone a little hurried:
"Let go, it's not too late! Come back to the underground world with me. The Selector promised to give me the underground world as a fiefdom. My Blood Dynasty will prosper underground, and this dynasty will also be your home.
You have been here for so long, has the Golden Dynasty ever been grateful to you? They just see you as a guard dog!
Now the future of the border area is clear. The future kings and gods are about to ascend their thrones, but there is no place for the Golden Dynasty in this future.
Wake up, Mungot!"
The Omen King Monggot slowly shook his head. His ugly appearance, which was tortured beyond recognition by the curse, was completely different from the current Blood King Mung. However, his aura as a king would never bow down before the Blood King.
“I… was born as a son of bad omen who has no chance of being blessed, but I am still willing to be the guardian of the golden tree.
It's not because I want to give back because I'm loved... but because I simply want to love the golden dynasty that my mother built."
The cane in his hand gradually burned in the golden flames, revealing the strange and distorted cursed sword inside.
Monger's face darkened, and finally he became calm:
"Even if the Golden Tree does not recognize your throne and rejects you from the thorns?"
"Yes."
"Even if your mother no longer considers you her own son, she won't even know what you did?"
"……Yes."
"OK then."
The handsome and blond Blood King Monger raised his Holy Spear. The blood flame from the Invisible Mother lingered on the blade of the spear. The crackling sound of the flames intertwined with Monger's cold voice:
"At least in the end, I will give you a ride.
This is the last thing I can do as your younger brother...Brother Mungot."
"Ha ha……"
Mongget also raised the cursed sword in his hand and pointed it at Mung, with a rare smile on his ugly and deformed face:
"You were a little brat who needed my protection to survive in the sewers. Let me see how much you have improved now... Monger."
Clang——! !
Both sides rushed forward at the same time, and the cursed sword and the holy spear collided fiercely!
No spectators saw or heard the burst of fire or the sound of metal colliding.
Only the golden tree looked down indifferently at this tragic duel between brothers.
At the same time, Heather's figure appeared on the top of the royal city of Rodel.
He put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, humming a song and walking leisurely, as if this was not a dangerous place full of dark spikes but a beautiful forest park.
Just when the attention of the entire border area was attracted by the battle between the armies in front of the spiral tower, Heather and Monger sneaked into the royal city of Rodel.
Everyone thought that only by gathering all the Great Runes could one break through the Golden Tree's rejection spikes and go inside the Golden Tree to repair the broken Elden Ring.
In fact, this is indeed the 'regular' process of repairing the magic ring. Defeating all the fragment kings carrying the Great Rune is simply the fixed process of the game.
But this does not work for Heather. His [Mythical Weapon Catalog] can repair any mythical weapon as long as Heather has the original body of the mythical weapon with at least 30% completeness.
But Heather is holding more than 50% of the fragments of the magic ring in her hand, and...
He raised his palm towards the countless black spikes gathering in front of him and said softly:
"Your thorns can't hurt me."
As he finished speaking, an extremely huge shadow tree rose from the shadow behind him.
The thorns of rejection that grow from the golden tree will cause any creature that touches it to suffer a torture worse than death, but in front of the shadow tree, they are as powerless as twigs under the gardener's shears.
Heather walked easily in the thorn jungle under the protection of the shadow tree.
The construction of the Star Sea Ark is nearing completion, the palace has taken shape, the Sky Dragon City is complete, and the Shadow Tree stretches its branches and drips with drops of grace.
But the Star Ark is still missing the last piece of the puzzle. Only with this piece of puzzle can it become a powerful life tool born from the level 9 world.
Now, the puzzle piece was right before Heather's eyes.
(End of this chapter)