I Will Be The Crowned King

With the familiar battle cry, Liza Bach, wearing a military coat and a three-cornered hat, bit a licorice stick, tore through the layers of snow, and appeared in the eyes of two stunned officers.

But the situation has not allowed them to continue to be surprised... At the same time when the big sheriff appeared, another torrential rain fell from the sky: thousands of objects with the smell of sea water mixed with sprays frozen into ice fell on the pier nearby.

Under the pitch-dark night, Alexei, who had just recovered his senses, narrowed his eyes desperately, and it took quite a while before he could see the true colors of these "raindrops".

worm.

A worm the size of a human head, with a baby face and eight pairs of palms, screaming "boom".

"boom--!"

Before the creepy infantry commander gasped, the monster who was staring at him was smashed to pieces before his eyes; yellow and green pus spewed from the boneless limbs and turned into pieces of broken flesh.

"Don't be dumb there!"

The big sheriff screamed and reminded, the steam gun in his arms made a piercing scream almost continuously; the compressed air pushed the lead bullets, causing the blue-green "plasma" to dance in the dark in the wind.

The technological crystallization from the Church of Order shows apart from its most terrifying side: its rate of fire depends only on how often the trigger is pulled by the finger before the compressed vapor in the air bottle is fired.

Lisa really loves this.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang...!!!"

Flesh and blood swirled in the darkness, but the number of worms was far beyond imagination, and not only fell from the sky, but also crawled out of the high-tide waters and flocked to the port ruled by the blizzard.

"call--"

Alexei, who finally recovered, raised the long knife again, and the long and narrow blade, which was dyed pure white by the ice and snow, instantly burst into flames. A little bit of Mars drifted into the air with the blade of the wheel dance.

When the flying snow fell from the sky, the dazzling fire broke out instantly; the worms crawling frantically towards the shore turned into **** of fire, reflecting countless twisted figures like sand waves.

"Norton, why are you still standing there, go!"

The commander of the second infantry regiment, who had just been scolded by the chief sheriff, shouted righteously to his colleagues who were also stunned behind him: "Gather the troops first, and then report to the commander-in-chief -- this trouble is not something we can solve by ourselves! "

Even with the cover of the crazy Lisa, the number of monsters has far exceeded the upper limit that three people can solve alone, not to mention that there is a ghost ship with a main gun on the opposite side, which already requires heavy firepower to solve it. trouble.

But Norton Crosell seemed to be frightened. He was silent for a while, and then pursed the corners of his mouth with a pale face: "No!"

"……What?!"

The inexplicable answer made Alexei stagger and almost get thrown by the worm in the face.

"I have so little information that I can't explain it to you too clearly, but...but we're afraid we can't go back!" Norton, who was breathing slightly, was covered in cold sweat on his forehead:

"Don't you feel that the darkness around you is... not right?"

Something is wrong?

Looking at his colleagues' expressions of exhaustion and panic, Alexei, who stopped, finally noticed something disturbing.

He slowly raised the flaming long knife in his hand, and it was only a few steps away, but the fire did not leave any shadow on Norton's face.

The worms that were ignited by themselves and turned into fireballs were also extinguished at the fastest speed; even if they were not, the burning speed was far faster than usual.

Nervous, he originally thought it was just because the weather was too cold, the air in the port was too humid, and there was no environment for the flames to continue to burn, but now it seems...

There seems to be more than one enemy to them.

………………

"He is omnipresent and intolerant of everything, every shadow under the sun is his kingdom, every darkness is his incarnation; all places that the sun can't touch are under his control."

"No one knows what he looks like, but anyone who looks directly into his eyes will be deprived of their soul and become a walking dead with only instinct left, losing consciousness, but at the same time unable to die, commanding a little bit of decay, and eventually turning into a dust."

"And the deprived soul will continue to curse all those who set foot on this land, trying to pull them into the same miserable situation as themselves, until it dissipates."

"When the light is swallowed up and the darkness comes, trying to look back at the guy behind him is the most likely target of his hunting."

"He... is the Shadow Demon."

Sir Carnot's cold voice echoed in the dry air for a long time.

The restless trio clung to the fireplace, staring intently at the roaring fire inside, daring not to slack off.

In the brightly lit lounge, the kerosene lamps in every corner of the room flickered and flickered, and the large chandelier in the center seemed to have become a bonfire in the cold wind. .

And outside the window separated by a wall, the whole world has been completely swallowed by night; nothing can be seen, nothing can be heard, like a terrible barrier, blocking all light.

"Can't go back? Assuming this story is true, that means that if you go back, the probability of seeing the 'Shadow Demon' will be greatly increased... Right?"

William Gottfried's words sounded abruptly, along with the sound of his heavy footsteps, the movement of writing and panting, and he seemed very busy:

"Shadow, that is to say, his power contains some kind of substance that can devour light... It is omnipresent, and if it is true, then there is already a factor that distorts the laws of nature..."

"Looking back will greatly increase the probability of seeing him... Well, this is a rather subjective action, involving the mental influence of consciousness and hypnosis, very much like black magic..."

"If my conclusion is correct, He seems to have highly bound his existence to certain 'rules'. This style seems to be quite popular in the new world, and it is very suitable for a special research topic... …”

"Your Excellency William!"

The former leader of the Knights, Ian, finally couldn't hold back his mood, and interrupted the other party's self-talk: "I know this may be a bit unethical, after all, we promised you to... believe in science."

"But even if it's just an explanation, can you tell us what exactly you're doing?"

"Ah, of course."

William stopped his busy footsteps, and seemed to be quite happy in an indifferent tone: "The process is a bit complicated, so I will not explain the principle, but simply explain it."

"All in all, I'm trying to communicate with Him... the Shadow Demon."

"What did you say?!"

The stunned Wild Hunt knight blurted out, and Carno, who was expressionless on the side, directly raised his hand and preemptively pressed his head that he almost turned away.

"Communication... I've told you once, I'm a rune writer, and rune literature is a science for communication." William explained calmly, with a hint of undisguised disdain in his tone:

"This is a way of communication. With the help of runes, we can communicate very effectively with many things; and communication can help us eliminate misunderstandings, understand each other's goals and intentions, and find the key to solving problems... This is science, I am a the scientist."

"We want to stop the Shadow Demon, or we don't want to become a living dead and be deprived of souls, then we must establish effective communication with the Shadow Demon."

"Is it possible?" Karno asked indifferently, and at the same time increased his strength to hold the Wild Hunt Knight.

"Yes, but it needs to try as much as possible, and of course you have to wait for his response-communication is not a one-way thing." William shrugged:

"According to the breath of his overflowing, I have already sent a message, and the next thing is to wait and prepare the next message at the same time."

"So what message did you send him?"

"Oh, just a very simple word, I told him not to come near here."

"what?!"

"Your question is really incomprehensible. I really don't know what I said that I didn't express clearly enough?" William showed an unhappy expression again:

"This is just a simple message, let the Shadow Demon stay away, it doesn't have any meaning."

"You actually told him we were here?!"

"Yes, I specially conveyed the coordinate information very clearly." William snorted coldly:

"Look around us, do you think he we don't know we're here - oh, sorry, I forgot you didn't dare."

"you……?!"

"shut up!"

Ian forcibly interrupted the angry Wild Hunt Knight. He didn't even look at his companions, his sharp eyes locked on the bonfire in front of him:

"Your Excellency William Gottfried."

"Um?"

"I don't question your thinking, I just want to know one thing: Assuming your plan is successful, what is the probability that we will survive without a hitch?"

When the voice fell, Derek, who was still angry and restless just now, and Karno, who stopped him, stopped at the same time, and all attention turned to behind him.

The uneasy air suddenly became cold and biting.

"Thirty percent."

For some reason, William Gottfried's expression became much more serious: "Assuming everything goes well and the communication channels are not blocked, there is only a thirty percent chance that all of us will survive tonight unharmed."

"The success rate is at least twice as high as all the experiments I've done."

The three of Ian looked at each other, not knowing whether to be happy or desperate.

………………

"Boom!!!! Boom!!!! Boom!!!!"

The dazzling flames jumped up on the pale white shore. Hundreds of thousands of worms had just approached the shore, and they were torn apart under August's grenade: "Hospitality". Souls are trembling in ensemble.

But compared to their numbers, that's simply not enough.

Almost as soon as the explosion was extinguished, the worms that followed had already filled the blasted pothole, trampling on the ashes left by the companions, and continued to flock to the coast.

This time Lisa didn't rush to fire. After a few rounds, the big sheriff has begun to master the rhythm and the characteristics of the enemy... This worm is actually very fragile, so fragile that they don't even need their hands, and it will slowly die in the blizzard.

But before they die, they complete a "molt": spit out a worm that is one size smaller than the original, and then quickly grow to a similar or even stronger body, with or without some of the features of the previous one.

Either the flesh is tougher, or it's more cold-resistant, or it's missing a few tentacles, or it's more...heat-resistant.

This monster takes only a few minutes to complete the entire process of evolution and evolution.

Therefore, the best solution is to kill them at the moment when they just "degenerated", or burn a large number of them first. The monsters transformed in the next round will increase their heat resistance properties and lack the ability to withstand cold, and they will be directly frozen by the blizzard. die.

The roaring lead bullets kept roaring, and the petite figure of the big sheriff seemed to be an insurmountable barrier, blocking thousands of monsters from the shore.

"It can't go on like this!"

With one shot at the approaching worms, Norton shouted eagerly: "We have to find a way to signal the troops to get them to move closer."

"Damn it, don't you think I don't want to?!" Alexei, who was wielding a flaming long knife, looked quite agitated:

"It's useless! Grenades, flares, explosions... I've tried all the ways to make light and noise, and it's useless!"

"That force should block the transmission of light and sound. No matter how much we make a noise, they can't receive the signal!"

"No, it's just because you haven't made enough noise."

The sudden voice made the two stop arguing for a moment, and looked back at the same time.

The elf girl with a mocking smile stood between the two at some point.

Ignoring the surprised expressions of the two of them, she slowly raised her arms to the sides, palms up, and gradually raised them to the left and right, keeping them at the same height as her shoulders very naturally, and then...

boom--

The dazzling golden red illuminates the whole dark night.

Feeling the dazzling light behind them, the two who looked back at the same time in tacit agreement opened their mouths wide.

A fireball...a fireball so huge that its diameter or volume cannot be described at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ tore through the lead-grey dark clouds and the blizzard, and appeared above everyone's heads without warning, illuminating the entire sky. dark night.

Under the endless night, it was as dazzling as the sun at noon!

"I remember that in addition to the light, you also need a loud enough sound... right?"

The voice of the elf girl rang out.

"Uh...uh yes."

Norton was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized something: "Wait! You, shouldn't you want to..."

But still a step too late.

With a flower-like smile, Freya Mosesfield pointed her raised right hand down sharply.

In an instant, the sun fell from the sky!

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