Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

The Court of Giants.

Here, under the harmonious colors of orange-red and purple-blue, the dim sky does not bear the quality of time, forever frozen in the "twilight" moment.

Even life condenses here with the light of dusk and passes extremely slowly. Therefore, the giants generally live long lives because they live under the glory of the giant king and are protected by their beloved king.

At least it was like this for a long time before their king fell into a state of insanity from which he could not wake up.

In the more ancient times, when the ancient gods first appeared in the world, they were an uncontrollable harm to themselves and the outside world.

The extraordinary races began to develop from disorder to order, spending a lot of time fighting and reproducing, until madness began to settle in the blood, and the iceberg of reason surfaced, gradually supporting the fragile settlement life, forming a very primitive blood relationship. order.

Even though they were plagued by madness, most of those extremely powerful ancient gods took actions to control and rule their own races out of instinct.

Either unintentionally or intentionally, but they did find a way to fight against madness.

At that time, the concept of "anchor" was still unknown, but several ancient gods had ignorantly learned to use believers and the people who believed in themselves to stabilize their own mental state.

"Giant King" Ormir has his own kingdom, a magnificent royal court, his own queen, heirs, and giant people who admire and believe in him.

No one knows where Olmir came from, but in the "Decadent Forest" guarded by a small number of giants, it is said that the parents of the "Giant King" are buried, and no living creature is allowed to set foot in this area.

However, this does not seem to have much to do with recent events.

In the magnificent royal court belonging to the giants, the dusk light has been soaked in blood.

A huge figure wearing a sacred crown was standing in the square outside the King's Court of Giants. Behind him, a long trail of blood and minced meat was dragged out, like a red carpet leading to the door of the King's Court.

Before collapsing or being torn off, they were all part of a huge body. The Cyclops's blue-black body was unusually bloated, but full of strong power. His body seemed to be made of various unconventional tissues. Development contrary to normal sensory presentation.

Just seeing such an appearance will drive ordinary people crazy due to discomfort, their spirits will be shocked, and their bodies will begin to disintegrate and fail on their own.

Even the giants were not much better. While trying to evacuate the panicked giants nearby, the royal court hunters continued to pray to their gods and their king in great pain.

And their king is still moving forward, and he will roar wildly from time to time. Every time he roars, he will set off an orange-red storm, easily destroying nearby buildings that the giants were once proud of.

The invisible blades were like swarming piranhas, tearing apart tangible objects greedily, including giants with frightened faces. Their flesh and blood became weak, and even their souls decayed and dissipated under the shroud of the storm of light.

"God of Honor" Bradl held up his giant sword condensed from the dusk light, and tried his best to hold up a dimmer shield to protect several bewildered giants behind him.

But Bradl's efforts didn't quite save them.

After seeing that strange and counterintuitive figure with green and black skin, the bodies of those giants quickly weakened.

They supported each other and wanted to escape far away, but it became extremely difficult to lift their legs until the same twisted knots bulged from their bodies, then exploded like blisters and reassembled into twisted flesh and blood.

These giants were unable to resist the out-of-control erosion, and their eyes gradually lost emotion, becoming either dull or crazy, and then they struggled together to fight.

Bradl shouted loudly, asking the giants who were unable to fight to retreat as quickly as possible. However, the number of victims continued to increase, including members of the Royal Court Stalkers.

Every giant who gets close to that figure will not be able to hold on for long before he shows signs of losing control and then completely loses his reason. Even a saint will be affected.

Similar to the expressions of the hunters in the royal court, Bradl also looked at the figure wearing the crown of glory with fearful eyes and disbelief - how could he lift the sword towards his god and his father? ? How dare He do this?

"Your Highness Bradl! We need to stop the king, we can't let the king continue to lose control!"

The leader of the Royal Court Stalkers, "Light Killer" Milgungen shouted in pain, because there were signs of losing control in his body. In order to maintain his sanity, he briefly retreated from the road that blocked the figure. .

This process had been repeated several times, and Milgungen didn't even know if he would have another chance to return.

The huge and crazy "Giant King" roared again, and the "Storm of Light" rolled up, crushing the two members of the Royal Court Stalkers.

Milgungen's face was extremely ugly. Just last night, he and the two loyal young giants were sitting by the campfire, enjoying barbecue and wine. The blood-like wine was awarded to the new members by the king.

And now, their blood is poured out on the royal court they defend.

Why is this happening, why does such a terrible thing happen?

The respected "God of Morning" is not here either. He and the respected giant queen "Harvest Goddess" left the Giant King's Court. If they were still there, the king would not have lost control to this point.

However, they left a few days ago. Under the king's order, they were going to the Kingdom of Silver to meet with several envoys to discuss cooperation in the crusade against the elves——

It's all such a coincidence.

"coincide".

The little thought in Milgungen's heart seemed to let him touch the embryonic form of some kind of malice.

The dragon clan was severely damaged by the "Sun God", Herabogen's betrayal, and the whereabouts of the "Dragon of Nightmares" Alsuhod is unknown.

The giants and dragons are mortal enemies, this is something that every giant knows.

If there is a border war with the giants, the elves who hate each other and accuse each other of betrayal cannot do this, but for the "Dragon of Nightmares", it is not difficult to influence and distort the king's mental state. .

Dusk is tilting towards night, almost sinking into darkness.

——

"God of the Morning" Badheir, the eldest son of the Giant King.

After his persuasion, his mother, "Harvest Goddess" Omi Bella, stayed in the Kingdom of Silver, waiting for "the messenger who agreed to meet".

Omi Bella did not accompany Badheir back to the Giant King's Court, and what she didn't know was that this also caused him to lose the last chance to meet Ormir.

By the time the messenger arrived in the Kingdom of Silver, it was already too late.

There was no "messenger" from the beginning.

The "God of the Dawn" has his own plans and the courage to take action for this ambition.

All he needs is to get rid of his mother, because this is the person he cares about most - Badheir is unwilling to let Omi Bella know about his dark greed, his blasphemy against his father's authority, and the deeper hidden truths. Hatred.

Compared with the much-loved young son of the Giant King, the Giant King Ormir had not completely gotten rid of the troubles of madness when Bardheir was born. What remained in the mind of the young prince most of the time was his gentle and amiable mother, and his father who was so terrifying that it made him shudder.

It was not until the birth of his youngest son, Bradl, that the Giant King's mental condition completely stabilized, but Badheir's memory had already remained under his father's terrifying majesty.

The jealousy of another giant king's son, the coveting of getting closer to the throne, and even the identity of the "Nightmare Dragon" Alsuhod's mortal enemy, all faded away in this desire that fermented day and night.

After the fall of the "City of Miracles", the giants marched towards the outer reaches of the mountain range where the giant dragons were located and intercepted a group of remaining dragons as agreed with Daribog.

Badheir was the leader, but he concealed a little unexpected gain - Alsuhod's whereabouts.

Badheir did not tell anyone about this, including the humans who were allied with him. Badheir could not say that he liked them. He did not like the "Sun God of Creation", which made Badheir feel that he saw another attitude. "Giant King".

Equally majestic and powerful, equally unmatched, it will always hang above His head.

So Badheir found the place where Alsuhod was hiding without anyone knowing.

Alsuhod is a nasty evil dragon, but no matter how disgusting it is to Bardheir, he is still a descendant of Angerweed.

Because it saw that Badheir wanted something, the evil dragon did not escape, but looked down at the giant king's eldest son, who was far less bulky than the dragon, with a joking look in his eyes.

"If I hadn't gone back, someone would have known I was here."

"I can give you a story, but I only write nightmares. Are you ready to face this nightmare?"

"I've already decided."

Alsuhod's laughter was filled with chills: "I hope you can still be so determined when the day comes when you wake up from the nightmare."

Badheir didn't know what price He paid—until much, much later.

But His plan succeeded. No matter what was behind it, other than Al Suhod, or there were more complicated promoters involved, Badheir didn't care much about it.

The Giant King is dying.

His father died.

When Badheir rushed to the Giant King's Court, he saw the falling dusk, and he knew that everything he wanted was approaching his arms.

Of course, if it were Badheir himself, he would definitely not be able to face the mad Giant King.

But Badheir is a "rational" giant. He knows how to rely on his own mind to collect help that is not paid attention to by the proud giants.

He also has allies.

The floating shadow curtain spreads across the horizon, like a flowing and spreading night, slowly but powerfully pushing away the dusk that makes everything decay.

Please note that regarding these historical processes at the end of the Second Age, except for a few "outline plots" for which the original texts are available, most of them are and can only be made up by me. You can just take a look and point out any inconsistencies. .