I will be crowned king

Along with the roar of the trembling dome, pale white thunder fell instantly, like a towering tree with thousands of branches, supporting the entire night.

The raging lightning broke the dead silence of midnight and turned the ruins into a sea of ​​​​fire that boiled instantly.

"Pah...pah...pah..."

The next second, slightly hollow footsteps came from the burning ruins; as if they had consciousness, Lieyan followed the footsteps and separated a passage for people to pass through.

Walking out of the sea of ​​fire, Anson, who was still in disbelief, slowly raised his head and looked up at the stars.

So...I'm back?

It wasn't until the last moment when he opened the door that he finally understood the principle of his "traveling through time and space" - using the word "lucky" to describe the whole process seemed to be sorry for the risk he took.

Thalia made the right bet. Nolula, who has mastered the three major magic pathways at the same time, is indeed the key to opening the door to the land of rest; as long as the tombkeeper lifts the blockade of the "cemetery", as a member of the tombkeeper, he can Enter, or allow any spellcaster to enter the resting land in his "identity".

The question is, which resting place - or more precisely, when?

Nolula, who has mastered the three major pathways at the same time, is like a key that can open a fixed lock. But the difference from normal people's understanding is that he can not only open the present, but also the "future" and "the future". "Previous"; having no idea what happened, I opened the "lock" and entered the resting land thousands of years ago.

Rune once clearly mentioned that only those who are invited can enter Boredim. As a "traveler", he must not have been invited, so the answer is obvious - he is using Nolula's qualifications.

Up to this moment, the "past self" and the "future self" are still on the same timeline.

In order to return to the future, the method August gave was "blood sacrifice" - using the trial mechanism of the Original Tower and the power of the apostles, he sacrificed himself and gained the power to travel through time and space. .

And here’s the problem!

Nolula opened the door to the Land of Rest for herself, and returned to Boridim a thousand years ago - but it seemed that she had traveled through time and space. As long as she could find a spellcaster with similar abilities to Nolula, she would be fine. We returned safely to Beluga Harbor at the original time.

Of course, there is a high probability that it does not exist; even if it does exist, how to convince the other party is still a problem.

Therefore, in order to return to the original time, he who had not "travelled" in the past unknowingly performed a "travel" and returned to Moby Dick Port on another timeline, and forcibly merged the two timelines in his own time. The body is overlapped.

In other words, until he finds the right way to leave his resting land, he is both "Anson Bach" on the previous timeline and "Anson Bach" on this current timeline; both in Beluga Harbor, Also in Boredim's Prime Tower.

The process seems simple, but in fact it is extremely complicated. The simplest thing is that you must successfully travel to a time when "you don't have yourself", otherwise the end result will not be that there are two Anson Bachs at the same time, but the time will fail and the soul will be scattered. problem.

Even now that I live in two timelines at the same time, my seemingly good state is actually dangerous and abnormal - will the apostles notice the abnormality, will there be apostles from the past or some monsters who can use the information I left behind? If the loophole "travels", will I be torn in half because of the two worlds, and my body and soul will be separated directly...

Frankly speaking, it's not impossible, and it's huge.

But no matter what, I succeeded - although if I hesitated for a moment or was interfered by other spell casters, I would definitely be shattered by the two timelines and my soul would leave my body - but I succeeded.

And the condition... is quite good.

Feeling his body at this moment, Anson raised the corners of his mouth slightly and raised his right hand gently; although now he no longer needs any movement to expand his domain and abilities, some habits are engraved in his memory.

"Snapped!"

In an instant, every corner, every figure, every breath, temperature, sound... of the entire Beluga Port poured into Anson's mind.

The "superpowers" that were originally limited to the scope of spell casting no longer have any distance restrictions, and are no longer even limited to the screen; as long as you wish, it is entirely possible to cover the entire new world in an instant - but the result is that your consciousness is directly affected by the huge amount of information. Blast to pieces.

Spellcasting is no longer limited by the original range, but the further away from the open domain, the harder it is to control, and it is also easy to fail. Once it enters the domain of other conjurers, there is even the possibility of being backlashed - as long as it does not exceed the domain that can handle it. The amount of information, as a conjurer, my own strength is unlimited.

"The Council of Five Hundred has not fallen yet...Secondly, the Third Infantry Regiment has suffered a lot...Lisa's mood is a bit low, Freya hasn't woken up yet, and Louis is actually with the Faithless Knights? And Ah Lexie, Norton, Carl..."

The familiar atmosphere gave Anson a real feeling of "coming back", and at the same time he roughly figured out the situation - the tombkeepers who couldn't find him seemed to have turned their target to Nolula, but the Shadow Demon had already been there before. He was severely injured by Freya in the battle, so now it is the Lord of the Abyss who really leads the invasion.

Perhaps it has something to do with the environment. The Lord of the Abyss is obviously not as strong on land as before at sea; but it is precisely because of this that Beluga Port has been able to persist without falling until now.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel like He is afraid of something. Could it be that...

Just when Anson was "overlooking" the entire Beluga Harbor in his mind, the surrounding flames suddenly disappeared, and dozens of strange flesh and blood tentacles suddenly spewed out from the surrounding ground, attacking at the same time like a closed cage.

Just when he was about to be swallowed by flesh and blood, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared in the gap between the tentacles.

"boom--!"

With a loud noise, the tentacles covered by the explosion were instantly carbonized and turned into ashes flying in the sky.

Unscathed, with no scorch marks even visible on his clothes, Anson stood in the center of the ashes, slowly opening his eyes and scanning the figure twisted into a pile of mutated flesh and blood.

"How bold...Aren't you afraid of being blown up to the sky with yourself at such a close distance?"

With an obviously distorted and distorted voice, Phil Cressy, who could only be regarded as "slightly humanoid", emerged from the darkness: "In other words, during the period when you just 'disappeared', you mastered What unknown power?"

At the same time as he spoke, the eyes of the six heads of Fair Cressy turned scarlet at the same time, and uneasy magical reactions began to spread to the surroundings like a rampage.

Facing the "old enemy" who almost sent him away, Anson looked very calm, and his expression even seemed a little distracted.

Louis, Lisa, Alexei, Norton, Fabian, and the three people from the Faithless Knights... Why is there an unknown guy who seems to be aware of his own magical reaction?

Wait, this is...Wilhelm Gottfried?

That technical advisor? !

Anson's expression suddenly became wonderful.

"You seem to be much more confident than before, dear Brigadier General."

Phil Cressey slightly narrowed the eyes of the two heads on the left: "Being distracted in front of the enemy is very different from your past extremely cautious style."

"Could it be that during the period of disappearance, you finally looked away completely?"

Although the tone was teasing, the leader of the mutated Faithless Knights had tensed his nerves.

wrong.

This guy's change was far more than just his mentality... Even though he was so close, he couldn't feel the existence of his consciousness at all, as if the flesh and blood body in front of him was just an empty shell.

And that magical reaction that lasted only a moment, but was comparable to that of a tombkeeper... Whose was it?

Is this guy in front of me really Anson Bach?

"of course it's true."

A familiar voice sounded from behind, and a rough palm gently placed on Feier's head on the left shoulder: "If you don't believe it, you can try it."

"puff--!"

Feir, who was suddenly startled, dodged decisively, and at the same time detonated his held head; his brain containing countless negative emotions spewed out.

Anson, who was standing there, was instantly sprayed with brain matter; yellow-green gelatinous pus adhered to his clothes and exposed skin, and completed the penetration at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feier, who had already hid ten steps away, secretly rejoiced. He already knew that Anson had some kind of ability to resurrect from the dead, but in any case, as a conjurer, his mental power was not stronger than that of ordinary talented people. Enough with the negative emotions...eh? !

Looking at the pus that had disappeared from his body, Anson still stood there without any reaction, and even curiously brought his right hand closer to smell it.

Feir's expression froze instantly.

It turns out that using the mutation of the power of blood to separate the two major pathways, this is why as a blood mage, he was able to usurp the power of black magic from Nolula's clone... Looking at the remaining magic reaction on his fingertips, he finally figured out After clearing up his previous doubts, Ansen suddenly realized.

The reason why the Sea Knight is rare and special is that it contains mutations in three major pathways at the same time, and its evolutionary direction far exceeds the power of all bloodlines, so it has the possibility of having "more than one ability".

For example, Louis' original "all-round strengthening" was a combination of blood magic and black magic, and the "manipulation of water vapor" he awakened later was a variation of curse magic.

Fair Cressy was obviously aware of this, and incorporated the power of black magic that did not belong to him into himself, and achieved an almost perfect combination with the original blood magic.

only……

"That's it?"

Anson waved his hand casually, with a half-smile expression on his face: "Becoming an enemy of the Bernard family, betraying the Storm Legion, sneaking into Nolula's base camp, abandoning the Knights and joining the Gravekeepers..."

"I thought that even if it didn't cause me any trouble, it would at least delay time, but..." Anson resisted the urge to laugh: "I just had the idea of ​​making a plan, and it ended?"

"Dear Phil Cressy, are you like this just for...this little ability?"

The moment he finished speaking, several tentacles covered with tumors and pustules broke through the ground at the same time, attacking Anson from under his feet and from both sides.

The calm Anson stood there, still showing no signs of trying to dodge.

"boom--!"

The fire crackled, burning the tentacles into charcoal; everything seemed the same as before, until...

Tens of millions of black shadows tore apart the carbonized flesh and pounced on Anson's body.

Oh... Looking at the black shadow that instantly enveloped him, Anson raised his eyebrows and snapped his fingers. The golden-red fire once again covered his body, like the flames of a storm sweeping around.

But this time, the figure like a locust easily crossed the sea of ​​fire and pounced into Anson's body.

"Puff-puff-puff-puff! Puff! Puff..."

Ansen, who was covered by thousands of black shadows, made a heart-wrenching sound of biting flesh, and dark red blood spurted out in all directions.

"That's right, just for 'this' ability."

Accompanied by Youyou's distorted voice, the middle head of Phil Cressy revealed a mocking smile: "I wonder if this little unexpected surprise will satisfy you?"

As he spoke, more tentacles began to break through the ground, walking leisurely and squirming, moving closer to Anson, who was covered in black shadow.

Seeing the figure that showed no signs of resistance and whose aura was getting weaker and weaker, Phil Crecy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If given the choice, he actually didn't want to use this trick.

Integrating his consciousness into flesh and blood, and then turning it into a physical attack in a spiritual state, he mastered the technique of combining the two magics after obtaining the power of Noulula's black magic.

It seems very powerful and can directly attack the enemy, but the enemy cannot cause damage to the flesh and blood that does not have a physical body... But if the opponent is a black mage, this behavior is simply as dangerous as taking the initiative to remove the defense and completely exposing the weakness in front of the opponent!

But it's okay, after all, Anson Bach didn't... didn't... have...

Feir's consciousness suddenly seemed to fall into a pool full of colloid, becoming slower and sluggish little by little.

The tentacles that had been approaching Anson seemed to have run out of energy, and gradually stopped moving, fixed in their final position like a sculpture.

The next second, the black shadow covering Anson's body gradually faded away, and a gentle smile appeared on his intact cheek.

This...how...how is this possible...Fel Crecy's eyes widened when he finally reacted, but his sluggish consciousness caused the simplest movements to be slowed down dozens of times.

"I see... using black magic to integrate consciousness into flesh and blood. No wonder I failed to counterattack at first. I thought this was a special skill that only the Lord of the Abyss can master."

Looking at Phil Cressy, whose consciousness was gradually being controlled by him, Anson's lips slightly curled up in a confident arc:

"It took a total of three minutes and 17 seconds from gathering intelligence to completing the plan... You really gave me a lot of unexpected surprises."

The title of this chapter is "An unexpected surprise"