Throne of the North

The violent elephant was crazy, trampling and destroying everything around it recklessly. Whether it was the orc warriors or other violent elephants, they were all within its attack range.

A witch ghost took the opportunity to climb up, and he pounced on the knight on the back of the violent elephant with a ferocious look, but the next moment he was slashed by the knight's long sword, and because of the violent elephant's violent footing, he fell straight to the ground.

Before it completely landed, the violent elephant's hoof, like a stone pillar, had already covered the witch ghost's body. A pool of blood and flesh appeared on the ground, but it did not affect the violent elephant's movements. It was still crazy. The witch ghost's speed made the violent elephant feel the pain and despair from its body. This helpless feeling made it irritable just like its tail could not drive away the mosquito on its butt.

It rushed in one direction recklessly and hit three violent elephants. The three violent elephants were caught off guard and were also pounced on by the orc warriors. The sharp bone blades could stab into the throat of the violent elephant, and the countless tetanus fragments on the violent elephant could only make these orc warriors pay a limited price.

The crazy elephant continued to charge, but the next moment its limbs were as stiff as brake wheels, and two hideous marks slid on the ground.

In front, Farrell's eyes were bloodshot, and his brutal blood made him stand in front of the elephant. The elephant was extremely afraid in front of him, and even the poison of the witch and the instinct of the elephant could not make it raise its courage.

Because the person in front of him was hundreds and thousands of times more brutal than it, it could feel the surging power in the other's body, as if to tear everything around it apart.

"No one can stop me from getting the legendary gift."

Farrell was in a very extreme state. He was trying to break through. Either he would become a legend in this war that determined the future of the kingdom, or he would die.

"You can't do it either."

Farrell grabbed the elephant's nose. The next moment, the sudden force like a gust of wind made the elephant's eyes burst. When two blood marks were scratched in the air, it was also the moment when the elephant was swung up by the huge force and became Farrell's weapon.

The tall, mighty and majestic elephant became Farrell's weapon. He swung the elephant covered with tetanus blades and smashed it towards the surrounding dusk followers. In less than a minute, the huge elephant's flesh and blood were shattered, and its bones were splashed in many corners of the battlefield. Within a range of seven or eight meters around Farrell, no warthog orc warriors dared to approach.

"Crush them! War belongs to the elephants!"

Farrell's elephant, and the elephants behind him roared, and launched a charge against the obviously over-evolved orc warrior army.

The elephant army resisted the most pressure. If there is really a legendary gift, Ryan thinks that Farrell's army leader deserves it.

Because he is one of the key figures in this battle that determines the future of the kingdom, this war is recorded in history, and only a few people can be highlighted.

Baron Ryan, the commander of the empire's legion, is one, Pastor Soto of the Church is one, the three princes of the royal family, no, it should be McPherson and Adams, two, and the nobles... should not be qualified to touch the legend.

The Farrell Legion, which almost determines the balance of both sides on the battlefield, is one, and the legendary magician and the cardinal may also be considered.

Among these people, at this moment, in the legendary battlefield that affects the course of history and the future, only the Farrell Legion Commander is at the peak of the Holy Domain, and he only needs the legendary gift to become a legend.

Therefore, he will also be the only Holy Domain in this war that has the possibility of becoming a legend.

Even the other Holy Domains on the battlefield are completely unqualified, because their foundation is not enough to support them to become legends.

Perhaps... based on the influence of this war, they can harvest some "legendary fragments"?

Gather ten such fragments, and maybe you can get the legendary gift.

Participating in an event that determines the world pattern and affects the course of history, maybe you are just a passerby in it.

However, if a person can experience ten or a hundred events that affect the world and history, then his own experience is a legend, even if it is written in a biography, it will be sold all over the world.

Isn't this a legend?

Of course, this is a bit far-fetched. At this moment in the royal city of the Andara Kingdom, Farrell is the last chance.

Perhaps this is also his only chance in this life. After all, if he fails, even if he survives by chance, he will be hopeless for life, and he will not be the boss of the Wing Canyon in the future. In many legendary events, he is only qualified to be a passerby, a more conspicuous passerby.

This is also the opportunity given to him by the Empire. The Violent Elephant Corps is not under the command of the Bright Judgment Corps, and he is also a corps commander of the Empire supporting the Andara Kingdom.

He must seize it.

"No one can stop it."

Knight Farel was extremely violent. He swung his giant hammer like a tireless city-destroying machine. While killing the orc warriors, he also frantically destroyed the buildings and land of the entire royal city. He followed his instinct, which was also the instinct of the violent elephants. War was only a part of them. The essence of the violent elephants was to violently destroy everything in front of them.

"So brutal?"

The arrogant girl Bogeld looked at the crazy Captain Farrell in front of her, and couldn't help but pull the armored bears back a little. The armored bears were not stupid either. They were also keen on the violent battlefield, but they were different from the violent battlefield. The essential difference between elephants is that they will not be controlled by the instinctive desire to destroy, but will intelligently seek the fun and joy brought by war.

Bang!

The shield blocked the bone blade. Bogard turned around and looked at several warthog orc warriors. She did not move. Volibear had already sprung out like a python, suppressing the orc warriors beneath him. The bear's paws and giant mouth would Orc warriors turned into broken corpses.

On the abdomen, several gaps were broken in the metal armor, and blood flowed out, making Volibear even more ferocious. It roared, as if it was going to compete with the violent elephants in the distance. The thunder mark between its eyebrows bloomed, and a thunder that was more than ten meters long It penetrated the front, knocking away the orc warriors and making them lose the power to fight Bogard.

The long sword kept falling on the bodies of the orc warriors, and Bogeld cut off the ferocious heads mercilessly. Bogeld on the battlefield was definitely the demon king who made the orcs also despair. Her cold emotions had no trace of any She has a soft heart and a ruthless fighting instinct, let alone an orc in front of her, even if the king of the kingdom stands in front of her, she will kill him without hesitation.

In her view, hereditary authority is wrong, and only the strong can become kings.

She is willing to become the legion commander of the Tundra Territory and a follower of Ryan. The ability of divine blessing only accounts for half of it.

The other half comes from Ryan's own strength.

Running within the royal city, war was the paradise for the armored bear warriors. Bogeld ruthlessly harvested the heads of the orc warriors. The advantage of this war ultimately fell on the side of the kingdom.

Watching this scene, Hernan's face was so gloomy that he could shed tears, and Huffman behind him also lowered his head.

"Damn the Holy See of the Dawn! Lord of the Dawn."

Hernan cursed, because Pastor Soto was always suppressing his power, preventing dusk from covering the sky of this royal city, not to mention that it was noon, and aside from the dark clouds, the sun was shining brightly, and the legend in the distance was The light created by the magician makes the land even brighter.

The terrifying power of faith is affecting the authority of dusk. Even Surtur at dusk cannot always keep his gaze.

"Your Highness, perhaps we have to deal with that Pastor Soto."

"Compared to the Cardinal, Pastor Soto has a reason to deal with you, and Cardinal Raymond is drowning in his own rights. As long as he sees you, he will lose his identity as the Cardinal. , he will leave on his own.”

"As for the magicians of the empire, you should understand that the magicians and you may not necessarily be enemies. Chenxi is what he needs to be wary of."

"If Stuart, the Shepherd, is injured, the Holy See will not miss the opportunity to kill him."

Baron Halfman said this. As a baron of a kingdom, he seemed to know a lot, but Hernan would not pay attention now. He looked at Priest Soto who was constantly releasing healing spells and various blessings among the Holy See Legion. , a legendary priest is so powerful, his blessing allows the legions of the Holy See to carry out tragic massacres against the Dusk Familiar.

Although he couldn't compare to the violent elephant army, Hernan didn't intend to endure it anymore.

"Traitors!"

A loud scolding resounded through the sky. Hernan floated in the sky. He looked down at the royal city. This is his kingdom, this is his throne, and everyone who dares to attack him at this moment belongs to the kingdom. traitor.

"You have betrayed the great king."

"You will pay for your betrayal."

"The bloodline of the Andara royal family is so stupid."

Ryan sneered, and Hernan looked over. There was a strong killing intent in his eyes, but in the end he swallowed up the power of dusk in Wangcheng. As a result, devil-like horns grew on Hernan's head, and flames Shrouded in his body, the whole person was bathed in flames and pressed down towards Pastor Soto.

The raging dusk flames came, but they were not Hernan's method. The sword hidden in the flames was the real killing move.

When the flames spurted out, the sword fell from the sky and hit a snow-white cover, making a deafening roar.

The next moment, dense cracks appeared on the Holy Glory defense shield. The moment Pastor Soto raised his cane, the shield shattered. The priest's face changed drastically, and he hastily activated the nineteen blessing methods solidified on his body.

The majestic holy light burst out from the sky, from the earth, and from Pastor Soto's body, covering the battlefield between him and Hernan, barely able to block the attack of the flaming sword.

"How is this possible..."

"Foolish mortals, you know my name, but you don't know why I exist."

Hernan stood on top of Priest Soto's head, looking down at the legendary priest below. He sneered, and then waved the flaming sword again.

"Surtur, possesses unimaginable power."

Stuart said this from a distance. He was reminding Pastor Soto that because the battle between him and Raymond was not over yet, Pastor Soto could not die like this.

Unimaginable power, what is unimaginable power?

When the flaming giant sword struck down again, Pastor Soto no longer dared to take it hard. At the critical moment, the holy light on his body flashed with him appearing a hundred meters away, but it was precisely because of this that the Royal City's On the ruins, a gully of thirty to forty meters appeared. The gully was not long, but very deep.

An unknown amount of domestic garbage can be buried at a depth of more than ten meters. This is the power of Surtur's sword.

"Mortal, you can't avoid it."

Hernan's voice was majestic, and Pastor Soto was horrified to find that two walls of flames suddenly appeared on both sides of him. They were closing, and in the middle of the flame walls, the big sword was raised again.

This is not a wall of fire, but a path forward for Surtur, and he, Pastor Soto, is already standing on this path.

The big sword fell from the sky, as if the roar of ancient times came. Priest Soto still dared to support him. Today's Surtur is more than twice as powerful as the previous Surtur.

"It turns out that you used your power and reputation to gain the authority to descend. No wonder you want your vessel to become the king of the Kingdom of Andara."

Behind the barrier of divine magic, Pastor Soto finally discovered some secrets. He resented Raymond. If he had not run away before and given up the royal city, dealing with Surtur would have just released [Ghoul] again. .

But now, in front of the prosperous Hernan, [喰] will definitely not play a big role.

So……

"Divinity Prism!"

A huge six-sided crystal is suspended above Priest Soto's head, a magical prism, which is similar to a mage tower. It can store faith and divine power.

True divine power is not used for offense or defense, but to activate other divine arts.

Pastor Soto raised his head, with a look of madness in his eyes. Holy light filled his body, and his eyes turned white at this moment.

The release of some divine spells requires a price. Just like the believers below have to pay the price of their lives to maintain their terrifying fighting power, he, Pastor Soto, also needs to pay to gain powerful power.

Especially the magic of releasing divine power.

Divine Magic·【Judgment of the Holy Word】

In front of Pastor Soto, the snow-white holy light was flying like thousands of flying catkins. They turned into ninety-nine white chains, locking Hernan in mid-air before he could react.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword slowly flew out of the void, as if it had descended from the kingdom of heaven. Its body was filled with unimaginable power. Many people on the battlefield even subconsciously avoided looking at them because they would look at them for one more second. His eyes might be blinded.

"Surtur, welcome the wrath of our Lord!"

Pastor Soto shouted, but just when he was about to swing out the sword of judgment from the Holy Word, the world in front of him changed.

The royal city disappeared, and even the sky and the earth became distant and blurred. All that remained in his eyes was the boundless dusk and flames. He instinctively wanted to escape with palpitations, but how could it be possible.

This is Surtur's domain.

"Mortal, do you really think that you ate my divinity last time for nothing?"

"I'm watching you."

The majestic ancient voice fell, and a pair of eyes condensed with flames appeared in front of Pastor Soto.

Pastor Soto closed his eyes, but it was no use. He still saw it, and his eyes began to shed blood and tears. This was the price for a mortal to look directly at the gods. Pastor Soto was not qualified to face the real gods directly.

Outside, on the battlefield of the royal city, Pastor Soto, whose soul and will was watched by Surtur's body at dusk, was stagnant in place. He was lost in thought. The holy light of morning surged through his body, but he still could not remove Pastor Soto from it. Bring back the dusk heaven.

"Mortal, you have been corrupted by me, how dare you continue to appear in front of me."

Hernan's voice echoed in the sky, and after his limbs were blocked, two arms grew again in the flames.

The flaming sword really fell. At the moment when the sword landed on his head, Pastor Soto finally woke up from Surtur's gaze, but as soon as he woke up, the flaming sword had already touched him. between the eyebrows.

A terrifying aura enveloped my heart, and unimaginable power and heat overwhelmed everything.

"No!"

Pastor Soto roared in horror, trying to block the sword with Judgment of the Holy Word in a desperate situation, but Judgment of the Holy Word was never used for defense.

The snow-white sword light penetrated Hernan, but under the flaming sword, Pastor Soto could not even leave behind the soul of the corpse.

"He died just like that."

In the sky, the clergy of the Holy See and the knights reacted and wanted to save Pastor Soto. However, the two saints who flew closest were also killed and seriously injured in front of the flames. This could not deal with the flames of Pastor Soto, but it was the saint. Once the domain is contaminated, there will be hopeless despair.

Ryan watched the traumatized Hernan fly back to the palace hall. It was very high and was one of the few places in the royal city that had not been destroyed. Hernan stood there, looking down at the war in the royal city in the name of the king. .

Under his gaze, the Dusk Familiar and the warthog orc warriors became even more powerful. The muscles of the orc warriors swelled, and they were bound to kill all humans in the royal city.

Ryan was not too panicked, because the Violent Elephant Legion was still there, and because his army was still at its peak. Did Hernan kill Pastor Soto?

That is to reduce the pressure on yourself.

You should know that the enemies of the empire are not only the dusk and the orcs in front of them, but also the struggle between the church, royal power and divine power, which is sandwiched between him, Ryan, and Pastor Soto.

He represents the royal power of the empire, while the other party is the spokesperson of divine power.

Now that Pastor Soto is dead, shouldn't he, Ryan, smile?

Ryan smiled happily, and then the next moment he opened his eyes wide and looked at the location of the palace.

"Your Highness, how is your injury?"

Huffman stood respectfully behind Hernan. Although Hernan's face flushed, he still said with all his strength:

"Just like last time, I won't die, as long as I become the real king..."

A dark dagger, the tip pierced through Hernan's heart. At this moment, the power of dusk appeared again in Hernan's body, and Surtur's will tried to descend again in his body.

"It's useless. This is a weapon specially forged for the gods."

The black dagger burned with a dark flame. Huffman covered his mouth and let go of his hand and stepped back. He was afraid of death, but he didn't take a few steps back before he bumped into the wall-like body behind him.

Turning his head, Huffman felt much more relaxed.

"Mr. Rosalind, you are finally here."

The tall knight hidden under the dark full body armor ignored Baron Huffman. After watching Hernan being gradually burned by the dark flames and the dagger falling to the ground, he finally spoke.

"Pick it up and put it away."

Baron Huffman did so, and then the black-armored knight took Huffman and disappeared instantly.

Lian, who saw the whole process, suddenly remembered the information about Baron Huffman mentioned in the letter that Appia sent back to the frozen land.

The baron had three letters, each written to three completely contradictory nobles.

Two-faced? The baron who communicated with the royal family, the Grand Duke of Griffin, and...Meyers?

"Hernan actually died in his hands."