Throne of the North

The vast majority of human slaves are mindless zombies. If someone behaves differently, the problem will definitely not be with most people.

Because they will declare their right and impose capital punishment on their 'wrong'.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The crowd shouted loudly, and they looked angrily at the man kneeling on the bloody high platform, as if the man had done something to them that was outrageous to both humans and gods.

But in fact, they didn't know each other. It was just because of the surrounding atmosphere that they acted sonorously and powerfully when they looked at the man on the high platform.

"Kill him!"

Listening to the constant sounds coming from around him, Fan shook his head, feeling that the world was so chaotic, and the people around him were so loud that in his eyes they turned into demons roaring hoarsely in the darkness.

Fan shook his head, the world around him became clear, and he finally saw the faces around him clearly.

There was a strong wind above his head. He looked up and saw the sharp ax falling towards him. It seemed that he was about to die.

However, the sharp blade flashed across, and all the ropes that bound Fu'an broke. The executioner dropped the axe, and the rough man pulled Fu'an and ran outside. The human slaves in front of him were violently knocked away.

"What are you doing standing still? Run!"

Riding a mule, the two of them quickly passed through the busy market and rushed to a deserted place.

"Phew, finally ran out."

"Why are we running?"

Fuan asked, and the executioner sneered.

"You ate the tribute that belonged to the dragon master. If you hadn't run away, you would be dead right now."

"I just ate my own food, I was so hungry."

Fuan said firmly that it was an animal like himself.

Then he looked at the executioner.

"Why did you save me?"

"Because I don't think you should die like this."

The executioner said with some regret, now he couldn't go back.

"Maybe my head was hit by a big horned bull. It's okay now. We have nowhere to go. We may die here tonight. The monsters in the wilderness can easily kill us."

As soon as the words fell, a ferocious beast rushed out from under the shade of the tree. Before the two of them could get on the mule, the mule ran away in panic.

"Run!"

"Run this way!"

Fuan pulled the executioner in another direction, and they ran like headless flies until they calmed down and heard no sound behind them.

"That mule helped us attract the monster, and we're safe."

"Have you noticed how quiet it is around?"

"Is it normal for the wilderness to be so quiet?"

The two of them were a little nervous and moved close to the stone wall. Finally, their eyes suddenly opened up. The moonlight above their heads fell from the cave and shone on a huge skeleton.

"This is a dragon?"

The executioner shouted in shock. In front of them, there was a gray-white dragon skeleton. They didn't know how many years ago they were here, but now everything looked dilapidated.

"This is the tomb of a dragon king."

The executioner was a little scared, but Fu'an beside him had already crawled towards the dragon's head.

"What are you doing?"

The executioner whispered nervously, his whole body shaking.

"There's food there, I'm so hungry."

The executioner looked into Fu'an's eyes, and those blood-red eyes made him afraid, and he did not dare to stop Fu'an from moving forward.

"Be careful. This is the tomb of the Dragon Lord. If it is discovered, we will be dead."

Fan didn't hear this. He only felt hungry, just like he had eaten those sheep and cows before. However, the human slaves had no thoughts at that time, so they never thought about why a thin man could eat Dozens of cattle and sheep.

Fu'an was not full. On the contrary, he was even hungrier. From the bones of the dragon in front of him, he vaguely heard the dragon's roar. It was the dragon's call, tempting him to get closer.

He got closer and saw an emerald green light slowly floating in the bone dragon head, swaying like a will-o'-the-wisp, causing Fu'an's stomach acid to continuously secrete. He swallowed hungrily, and then rushed toward the light.

…

The sky was so close and the earth was so far away. The world seemed to be covered in heavy fog. Fan felt like he was swimming in this heavy fog. The wet mist surrounded him. He tried to get close to the sun in the sky, but in the end he struggled to reach the sun. Falling to the ground.

Seeing the earth getting closer and closer, the moment it was about to smash him into pieces when he fell, Fu'an suddenly woke up with a jolt.

Zi La La~~

The rich fat sizzles, the blazing flames of the campfire roast the plump rabbit, and the dark surroundings all set off the fragrance of the rabbit meat.

"Give."

The executioner cut the rabbit in half and handed one half to Fian.

Fuan wasn't very hungry, so he grabbed the stick and fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong with you?"

The executioner swallowed the rabbit meat and asked vaguely.

"I had a dream, a nightmare, and I almost turned into meat."

"That wasn't a dream."

The executioner's big, grease-covered hands slapped Fu'an on the shoulder. You really almost turned into meat today. Those people said they would chop you into pieces and offer them to the great dragon master, praying that its wrath would not fall on you. on their heads.

Fuan did not retort, but lowered his head and tore open the burlap clothes on his chest, looking at his beating heart.

Well, he saw his heart. In the huge wound, on the surface of the beating heart, cyan flames were burning, shrouded in mysterious power, depicting a pattern that Fu An couldn't understand.

Human beings in this world do not understand what writing is, and the entire world does not accept any education without distinction.

The chest swelled and the muscles of the limbs also became contoured. The executioner did not notice anything strange about Fu An. When he turned his head, Fu An had already wrapped his clothes tightly.

"Is it cold? We were able to survive a night in the wilderness. If we go back, I will sleep with any woman I want."

He was a little regretful. He couldn't sleep with a woman anymore, and he would definitely be arrested and beaten to death if he went back.

"We'll go back tomorrow."

Fu'an stood up, and the executioner looked at him in shock, not because of what the other person said, but because he suddenly discovered that Fu'an had become much taller.

"You, you, how did you become like this?"

Fu'an clenched his fists, and a deafening dragon roar came from his body. The terrifying dragon's power covered dozens of meters of land around him, but Fu'an didn't seem to feel it. He only felt his current state. Ok scary.

After lifting up the executioner who was lying on the ground, Fuan said:

"No one can kill us tomorrow."

Early the next morning, the two began their return journey. The executioner had no purpose or direction and could only follow Fu'an.

In the evening, they saw their hometown, a small town.

However, they stood there blankly and did not move forward.

In the sky ahead, I saw a huge black thing flying in the sky. It fell from the sea of ​​clouds, with clearly visible traces of water flowing on its wet dragon scales. And below it, a sea of ​​fire spread in the town, and people They wailed and fled among them, but the dragon's flames blocked all the gaps, the collapsed houses killed every human being who panicked, and the suffocating smoke drowned every slave who tried to yell.

Next to Fu'an, the executioner was trembling, looking ahead in disbelief, and then rushed toward the sea of ​​fire.

After reacting, Fu'an chased after him. He was very fast now. He hugged the executioner tightly and dragged him back.

"Those who can't be saved, those who can't be saved, let's run."

Yesterday, the executioner grabbed Fu'an and ran all the way. Today, Fu'an put the executioner on his shoulders and ran away from the dragon without looking back.

…

In the distant sky, solitary smoke rose straight into the sky. The executioner looked in that direction aimlessly, as if he was oblivious to the barbecue handed over by Fu An.

"The dragon destroyed our hometown, where should we go?"

After a long time, the executioner began to gnaw on the barbecue silently, and as he ate, he began to ask Fu'an about his next plan.

"I don't know, but I heard from the herding father that the land in the south does not seem to be ruled by the dragon monarch. Maybe we can go there."

"The closest one to us is the Blue Butterfly City. Dad said it is the most beautiful place in Muspel. Every spring, countless blue butterflies hatch and fly all over the countryside."

"Dad also said that the town we are in is the southernmost land of Esil, so if we go south, we should be able to reach Blue Butterfly City soon."

The executioner had no objection, because his past knowledge of the world was all limited to that town with less than a thousand people, and he knew nothing about the outside world.

"What are you going to do when you get there?"

Fuan asked, and the executioner shook his head.

"I don't know. I used to cut off the horns of cattle and sheep for the Dragon Lord. Those horns were too hard and the owner didn't like them very much."

"There is no dragon monarch in Blue Butterfly City, so I might be useless."

"Then you follow me, I'm going to take revenge on the dragon."

"I'm going to kill it and avenge my hometown."

"It's not just your relatives who died in that flame. Don't forget that I have also lived there for many years. Dad has never told me his story until now. He said that he once followed the Noble Dragon Selection. ”

"He hasn't told me what he did before."

Fu'an's eyes became firm, and the two fell asleep like this. The executioner felt very uncomfortable and tired, so he slept very hard, so he didn't see Fu'an running wildly in the dark night without any restriction of vision. Rush towards the charred ruins that have become wreckage.

Early the next morning, the executioner was surprised to see that Fuan was holding two swords. They seemed to be a set. The swords were not very long, and there was an ax next to it.

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"These two swords, dad said he used them to scratch the dragon monarch before, causing the dragon to shed blood."

The executioner didn't believe it. He was knowledgeable. He had seen a giant dragon walking on rugged stones. The hard and sharp stones turned into powder, and there were not even scratches on the dragon's scales.

"Your axe."

Fuan handed the ax to the executioner, and the latter reacted.

"How did you find it?"

"I ran very fast. I went back to look for it last night."

Looking into the executioner's eyes, Fan shook his head regretfully.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see anyone alive."

The two of them picked up their bags and headed south. The land was not rugged. It could be said that they walked for a long time and all they saw was a hopeless plain.

"It is said that countless wheat is grown in Blue Butterfly City, and it is golden all year round."

Fan's words made the executioner look longing. When he was about to ask, Fuan pulled him behind the earth slope.

The ground rumbled, and the two raised their heads quietly. They only saw the direction they came from. Tall and mighty horses were running wildly. On the backs of the horses, they were armed to the teeth, and only their eyes revealed their vision from the gaps.

Hundreds of cavalrymen were running at a terrifying speed. They quickly ran from a distant place to the front, and then rushed to the south.

"Who are they?"

"Are they still human?"

Fuan and the executioner asked at the same time, but the executioner had seen the terrible dragon warriors in front of the dragon monarch, so he didn't believe that any human could do this, and thus doubted the identity of this cavalry.

Fuan was a little excited.

"You see, we humans can also become powerful. In the Blue Butterfly City without the dragon monarch, we really have the possibility of killing the dragon."

On the other side, the cavalrymen who were marching quickly were also communicating.

"Lord Mikael, there were two natives there just now. Shouldn't we catch them and ask them?"

At the front, Mikael's eyes were angry.

"The mark of Rhino Horn Mountain will tell us the answer, and those two natives are too weak. They can't imprison our knights."

The iron hoofs trampled on the land, and soon, the vision in front became a wheat-colored world, with countless wheat floating in the wind. Even the well-informed cavalry of the Stag Legion were stunned at this moment.

"How much food is this?"

"Lord Ryan will be excited and crazy, right?"

As the guards of Lord Ryan, every knight attendant has deeply witnessed Lord Ryan's desire for food and his pursuit of food at all costs.

"Cut off some and store it."

Mikael ordered a knight to dismount and pull out the wheat and soil and hide it under his armor.

The cavalry was ready for battle. They had already seen the serfs on this vast wheat field and the patrolling human army.

"Capture them!"

The cavalry charged, running through the aisle in the middle of the wheat field, and rushed towards the soldiers. At first, there were soldiers who resisted, but the soldiers farther away, after seeing the soldiers in front of them being defeated in an instant, no longer had the courage to fight, and began to run towards the city built on the hillside behind them.

"Two of our soldiers disappeared here before, don't tell me you don't know where they are now."

Mikael's long sword was across the shoulder of a soldier, who was trembling, but couldn't speak with his mouth open.

"Hmph!"

With a sword sweeping across, blood gushed out from the neck like a column, and Mikael looked at the remaining soldiers.

"Don't you know either?"

"I, I know that Master Sharon helped them to stay on the stake and whipped them."

Mikael looked at the city in front of him. This city was too broken. Its walls were not even complete. There were several huge gaps. There were burnt marks on the ruins. That was the record left by the dragon. Through the gap, the streets inside the city called Blue Butterfly were also dirty and messy. The muddy land was even more turbid because of the water stains melted by the arrival of spring.

According to the news sent back before, the population of this city was about 10,000, and there were no knights.

The knight squire belonging to Lord Ryan was actually caught by such a mud-legged person!

Mikael's eyes were filled with anger, not only to these natives, but also to the two scouts.

"Attack!!!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light that burst out made the soldiers terrified. Then the cavalry began to attack the Blue Butterfly City.

This city has no gates, and the broken walls cannot stop the iron hooves of the northern war horses. When the war horses trampled on the land in the city, the surrounding humans began to flee in all directions, and Mikael quickly locked onto the clean area in the upper city.

During the charge, he saw the execution ground, which was used by the newly rising humans here to oppress the human slaves below. The purpose of the execution ground was to let the slaves see the consequences of resistance clearly.

So it is located at the boundary between clean and muddy land, and more human soldiers also gathered here.

"Kill them!"

Mikael has seen two knight attendants who were tortured to the point of being unrecognizable. They have the strength of formal knights, but they are still in the realm of mortals after all. When the number of enemies increases, they are no match.

According to the battlefield traces found by the marks left by the two people before, the two people should have been trapped, resulting in the death of the war horses, and the two were captured in the deep pit with no escape.

Hundreds of knight cavalry can charge the slave army of tens of thousands of people, not to mention that the human soldiers here are weaker than the enemies they have encountered before.

A war that was devastating. The weapons in the hands of the cavalry easily tore the clothes of the soldiers. The charge of the war horses knocked away all the approaching soldiers. Three hundred enemies were defeated in less than a minute. Mikael led the cavalry to continue moving forward.

"Catch them all!"

His loud roar resounded in the square. Soon, hundreds of humans dressed more glamorously than others were caught and looked at this strange army in fear.

"Master Sharon?"

"Are you a noble here?"

Mikael looked coldly at an old man with gray hair but exquisite combing. The latter was afraid to look at Mikael.

"I, this is mine."

This world has not yet defined the nobility, but has formed a social form of slaves. The people in front of us are undoubtedly the ruling class.

"Answer my question, when did Blue Butterfly City start to have no dragons?"

"One, a hundred years ago."

"My ancestors used to be servants serving the dragon monarch."

"Two, in the land of Muspel, which of the remaining fourteen cities has a dragon monarch?"

"No, no, not a single one, but every once in a while, a dragon will fall from the sky and destroy our city."

Lord Sharon answered fearfully, and Mikael also asked the last question.

"Did you order my soldiers to be arrested?"

"Yes, no, it wasn't me, it was those damn guys who took the initiative and arrested your soldiers."

"Kill them."

Mikael's long sword fell, directly killing the noble lord, and the knights behind him began to slaughter the ruling Sharon family indiscriminately.

Lord Ryan doesn't need so many nobles under his feet.