At the end of the starry sky, there is a ruins abandoned by civilization.
A young man dressed as a troubadour jumped through the rows of tombstones. These ancient stone tablets were already dilapidated, and the king's name engraved on them also fell into ashes as the ancestral fire was extinguished. He stepped on the history that no one cared about and climbed the steps.
Innocent singing sounded in the starry sky.
"The big cigarette stick is stuffed in my mouth~I only smoke the fifth generation~"
The bard hummed a childlike rhythm, and when he reached the highest point of the ruins, the song came to an end.
"Beyond, try it now~it makes my lungs itch~"
He stood on a high platform made of several huge fragments, the shadows of the thrones surrounding him.
Thirteen thrones reaching the sky stand here, and extremely pious prayers are engraved on the thrones. They are both thrones and tombstones.
Even the starlight cannot reach here, and further up, the darkness is restless.
In the center of the high platform, human-shaped firewood was burning cracklingly, but the firewood was almost exhausted and could only illuminate the throne.
The firelight flickered on the troubadour's cynical face.
"Oh hello, 1st generation."
He greeted the firewood.
"The fire is about to extinguish, but Wang Ying is nowhere to be seen... When I was in my senior year of high school, I just came into contact with Dark Souls, and I thought this sentence was shocking. Then I wrote it on the college entrance examination essay, but the teacher who corrected the exam was blind. Just give it 20 points, you’re a worthless guy.”
The bard lit a cigarette and looked up at the tall thrones that blocked the darkness.
But the only response he received was dead silence and the sporadic crackling of firewood.
"You can't say anything anymore..." the troubadour smiled bitterly, "I clearly left a hole for you to spit on, but you should ask me 'What is the topic of the essay'? It's really boring..."
He took a long drag on his cigarette and then discarded the butt immorally.
"I am a kind-hearted person, and I will tell you even if I have something to say. Even if you don't ask, I will tell you that I wrote "Raiders of the Lost Ark". In 800 words, I described the story of Chinese high school students setting fire to the British Museum and snatching back the national treasure. Applause. applaud."
Clapping his hands mindlessly, the bard turned around and left.
"I'm here to inform you that the last brave man is about to take the stage."
The firewood that had been burning for thousands of years flickered for a moment.
His tone was a little sad.
"If you keep persisting...you will pass the level soon."
.........
Letania, on the high tower of the royal city.
The long hair under the woman's crown was lifted by the wind passing through the top of the tower. She leaned on the throne made of bone and iron, looking at the clear north.
"It's dark." Wang suddenly said.
The guards and priests on the side looked outside the tower one after another. It was obviously only afternoon, why was it getting dark?
"Where is the nearest legion stationed to Volemud?"
No one answered her for a while. Where did the strangely familiar name Warren Mud come from?
It's no wonder that the officials couldn't remember that the last time a small town on the border of Northland was mentioned was when the Duke of Northland changed his title.
Finally, a military attache emerged from the crowd, clenched his right fist and performed a military salute:
"Reporting to the king, there is a garrison in the town of Waramud, with a number of three hundred. The commander is Captain Frey Stewart."
"What I'm asking is," the woman repeated coldly, "where is the nearest legion."
Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the military attache, and he quickly replied: "Nabrusdu, Northern Province, if I remember correctly, the Blizzard Legion is resting in the city right now."
"How long does it take to get to Warrenmudd?"
"If we march at full speed, it will take about half a day."
"Tell them that no matter what the cost, I will see the legion's flag in Warram within an hour at the latest."
The Witch-King stood up from her throne, and the scepter symbolizing the royal power of Leitania appeared in her hand.
She held the scepter high, and the iron thorns and bone spurs on the throne seemed to come alive, entwined with the tail of the scepter. The dragon-wing-shaped blade at the top of the scepter bound a dark green magic bead. After the scepter was connected to the throne, the magic bead suddenly opened its vertical pupils and looked directly at the north!
Weird space fluctuations and wailing sounds came from the Iron Throne. As the spells were launched, they became more and more intense until the entire throne came to life. The steel turned into a body, thorns guarded the queen, and the space was torn open with dragon claws made of bones!
"If I can't come back, my brother will be your new king."
The ministers were shocked and restless.
"Send an order to all the Leitanian troops to march to the north immediately. Anyone who delays will be killed."
After giving the last order, she looked at the Northland coldly, with suppressed excitement in her beautiful eyes——
"Tell those drunken monarchs that the devil is back."
.........
The sky in Waramud Town was as dark as night.
"The brave... is you!!"
Demon King Dia stepped on the void with her bare feet, and Peter, who was an inch away from her, was struggling to resist the strong wind that tore the world apart.
The five magic rings he wore on his left hand all lit up at this moment, but a moment later, one of the valuable magic rings exploded into pieces, and the remaining four may not last long.
Tia didn't even make a move, forcing Peter to this point with just coercion.
Peter is about to cry but has no tears. How can I become a brave man?
I'm not, I don't have you, don't talk nonsense!
The future that appeared in the crystal ball made him feel twice as big as his head.
Did I marry the devil?
Looking at the red devil with white hair floating in the sky, Peter seemed to hear the BGM playing against the boss playing in his ears.
"Damn it, baby, why are you doing this?" Peter said with a sad face, "Do you want to sit down and talk? This will be the relationship from now on. Domestic violence is not good, right?"
What responded to him was a strange spear coiled with red thunder.
Seeing the familiar gun appear in Tia's hand, Peter had a real sense of facing the devil directly.
The long-range graduation weapon in the game - Gangnir!
Peter's eyes suddenly shrank, he couldn't be locked by this gun, otherwise he would definitely die even if he ran away!
Gungnir, which is made from branches of the world, is the most difficult point in the first blood bar in the Demon King's battle. Once it is locked, it cannot be dodged or blocked. It will be hit hard regardless of the hegemony, and it will be disarmed and damaged by lightning, causing It's the mythical type's penetrating damage. One hit will cause you to lose half of your blood, and you will be frozen for a long time and eat the devil's whole set of close combos.
This loss of half of the blood refers to the max-level character. He is a useless person at level 45, and his attribute points have not yet touched his blood. He will definitely die if he is locked!
Peter no longer hesitated, and while there were still two defensive rings in his hand, he took off the magic scroll that had been hidden on his lower back.
There is a small forward swing before Gangnir starts, and he can still say a few words.
So Peter raised his middle finger to the devil.
"You still want me to marry you with such a bad temper? Bye bye."
As soon as he finished speaking, the magic wave that was no less powerful than the Demon King disappeared in an instant, and Peter disappeared into the air.
