Chapter 171 Help me become king!

The black knight's tattered cloak emitted a dark purple light, as if it was some kind of existence in the void. A faint green gas emanated from his facial armor, like a life form from another dimension.

They held sickles and lances respectively, with hazy black clouds floating around them. The skeleton warhorses they were riding stepped on the black clouds and chased after them. Pale skeletons emerged in the black clouds, stretching out their bony hands viciously as if to grab Byrne.

Byrne kept fleeing, and when the skeletons approached, he immediately controlled the fire to burn a large number of skeletons in an instant, and was full of vigilance in his heart.

Those two black Death Knights were the undead summoned by powerful monarchs through necromancy. They possessed powerful strength of mid-level qualitative change. It would be difficult for him to deal with even one Death Knight, let alone two.

He knew very well that his current situation was extremely bad!

Just as Byrne was preparing to fight to the death, he suddenly heard a voice calling out in his mind.

"Wake up..."

He suddenly felt the world beneath his feet tremble slightly, and immediately realized that he was about to wake up and someone in the real world was calling him to wake up.

So that's what it is. Byrne suddenly realized that it was definitely a backup plan left by Viscount Best!

Although he didn't know what exactly happened, he could guess something in his heart.

Viscount Bester can communicate with people in the real world in some way. Once any changes occur in the spiritual world, the people over there will be responsible for awakening the sleeping extraordinary people.

However, awakening still takes time. Although it may only take a few seconds or even a moment in the real world, it obviously takes longer in the spiritual world.

Byrne suddenly felt a sense of alarm and snapped his fingers.

“Bang!”

I saw a black knight filled with the breath of death waving a huge sickle. The next moment, a black crescent composed of pure death energy swept over.

“Swish!”

After he dodged by changing his position, a black half-moon passed by the place where his feet were just. The power was so great that it actually cut out a deep groove.

Byrne almost broke out in a cold sweat, but before he could recover, another black death knight's attack arrived.

It raised the lance in its hand, and hundreds of skeletons swooped down from the black cloud, accompanied by wailing and despair.

"flame!"

He once again gathered the flames in front of him to hinder the skeletons' attack, while the black knight holding a lance charged towards Byrne's position!

Byrne was about to snap his fingers, but suddenly noticed another terrible thing!

At the same time, another black knight holding a sickle raised the black sickle in his hand again, but did not drop it immediately, as if he wanted to wait until Byrne dodged before launching an attack.

Oh no!

Fear rose in Byrne's heart. He knew one thing very clearly, that it was impossible for him to teleport continuously without interruption. The coordinated siege of the two qualitatively transformed mid-level monsters was indeed full of danger. He might very well die in the spirit world!

“Wake up!”

Suddenly, Byrne's eyes widened and he took deep breaths.

He stared at the unfamiliar pitch-black ceiling and realized that he was awake. The black death knight, the black clouds and the skeletons seemed to have never existed.

"Are you awake from your dream?"

An old and powerful hand came in front of me.

Byrne saw Viscount Best standing beside the bed and smiling. The white-haired old man was reaching out to him.

So he grabbed the old man's hand and slowly stood up.

There were many sleeping extraordinary people around. They were all sleeping on different beds with their eyes closed. Their bodies trembled from time to time and their faces looked very ugly.

And some masked black servants kept bending over in the underground space and using strange incense to try to wake up those who were still sleeping.

Suddenly, a tall, red-haired man woke up, wailing and shaking wildly.

"Antoniusen! I'm Antoniusen!"

Hearing "Antuson" again, Byrne was startled. Deep down, he knew that the man must have died in the spirit world, which is why he shouted "Antuson"!

Some people who died in the spirit world would dream of "Antuson" and then become increasingly crazy.

Then, he saw the man suddenly attack everyone who was still sleeping!

“Hahahahahaha!”

A large amount of frost burst out from the man's body, as if he wanted to freeze everyone around him, and madness burst out of his red eyes!

Byrne immediately realized that something was wrong. Those sleeping people had no ability to resist at all, but it was too late for him to save them!

Suddenly, he vaguely saw something like a liquid running out from the shadow of Viscount Best, absorbing and swallowing all the frost released by the man, and then disappearing.

What is that?

Byrne was stunned for a moment, sensing an ominous aura emanating from that thing.

"This guy's situation is not good!"

As Viscount Best spoke, he calmly came to the man's side, casually stretched out his hand to hold him down, completely eliminating the man's strength to struggle and resist.

“Ah, ah, ahhhhhhhh!”

The man kept wailing and shouting, his eyes red, trying to resist the power of Viscount Best, but it was of no avail.

Byrne came over and couldn't help asking, "What on earth is An Tusen?"

Viscount Best released even more powerful force in his hands, knocking the man unconscious in the blink of an eye.

The old man put his hands behind his back and shook his head calmly.

"I don't know. It feels like a spiritual epidemic or something like that... Only people who died in the spirit world occasionally get it. Basically, once someone is possessed by 'Antuson', that person will gradually become more and more crazy, and eventually even think that he is 'Antuson'."

"If it comes to the final situation, it will be completely hopeless."

Viscount Best stared at the people who were still sleeping. Renzo and Abel from the Lion Family, and his two younger brothers had not woken up yet.

There was no worry in his eyes.

"Let's get out of here first, Byrne. I have something to talk to you about. They... I don't know how many of them will wake up in the end."

"Don't worry, I have already made a backup plan. Even if another crazy guy shows up in this group, nothing will happen."

Viscount Best said this calmly, then left the underground space, and Byrne followed him.

After leaving the underground space, Viscount Best brought Byrne to a study in the mansion. It was very luxurious and spacious, with more than a dozen huge brown bookshelves, each seven or eight meters high, filled with various books. There were even wooden ladders specifically for servants to use to get books.

There were no servants in the study at this moment, just the two of them.

Viscount Best took out the black cross brooch and showed it to Byrne, then said with a smile:

"Byrne Fischer, thank you for your sacrifice. Finally, I got this 'Cross of Time'. It contains the possibility of making people go further and can give extra time for training. Originally, my talent was not enough to reach the level of a monarch, but with this, I can!"

Byrne stared at the black cross brooch, and he knew deep down that the secret treasure from the spirit world was the most important gain from this journey into the spirit world.

"Chris Fisher from your family, he also has a good chance of reaching the monarch, and even you have a slight chance."

Viscount Best paused, and his tone suddenly changed, becoming more intense.

"When I truly achieve the level of a monarch! Byrne, I will help you reach a higher level as well. Then I will lend this black cross brooch to the Fisher family..."

After hearing this, Byrne could not help but feel grateful and nodded immediately, saying, "Mr. Best, the Fisher family and I will always be grateful for your generosity!"

Viscount Best laughed, shook his head and continued speaking.

"It's not enough to just thank you for your generosity, Byrne. What do you think of the country of Syat?"

Byrne was silent for a while, and finally said:

"Our country is only the weakest among the four eastern countries. We are not as strong as the northernmost powerful country, Carnia, and are gradually being left behind by the Lorn people's 'chess piece', Valer."

Indeed, Carnia, the northernmost of the four eastern countries, is undoubtedly the most powerful country. Although the first king of Carnia has retired behind the scenes, he still has great prestige like a god in the hearts of the people.

Valer, located below Carnia, was originally the weakest of the four countries, but it is close to the Lorn Empire in the west and has risen rapidly in the past thirty years with the support of the Lorn people.

As for the old enemy Rhea, let’s not talk about it. The Syat people still think they are stronger than Rhea, although the Rhea people also think they are stronger than Syat.

Viscount Best sighed, his eyes revealing deep helplessness, and said, "You may not know that Viscount Xavier 'Black Hawk' and I were classmates back then, and with the support of the royal family, we once went to study abroad in the most powerful Lorne Empire on the continent."

Byrne couldn't help but recall Robert Taylor and his message: "The dumbest thing a person can do is ask 'You promised me, did you?'"

Viscount Best looked to the west and said slowly, "We will never forget our study abroad experience in those years. The gap between countries is really too big!"

"The strength of the Loen people lies in their civilization. They can already make cities float in the sky, build huge cities underground, and even open up lands on other continents and even in other worlds. The nobles can enjoy the fruits of the labor of countless foreigners who have sacrificed their lives and worked hard just by sitting at home."

"Even the biggest gap between us and them is not something as straightforward as 'strength'."

"If it weren't for the constraints of the gods, they would have easily unified the entire Oden continent, and the constraints may not last too long..."

Byrne fell into deep silence. As a reader, he had actually heard about those things a long time ago.

Lorne has long been more than just the most powerful empire on the continent of Oden. It is also a colonial empire well-known throughout the entire world of Krad and feared by the locals.

There seemed to be flames in the old man's eyes. He reached out and grabbed Byrne's shoulders, his tone full of strength and determination!

"Byrne, you are a smart man and can see the difficulties Syat is facing. Syat's history has long been determined, but its future is something we can change together!"

"I want you to help me become king!"

Byrne suddenly raised his head in astonishment and saw Best Rhine staring at him silently. There was no usual indifference in his eyes, but instead there was majesty, pride, and a lion-like ambition!

"Byrne! As long as I can reach the monarch level, my life span will be greatly increased, and the future we want will not be impossible to achieve!"

Until this moment, he finally knew what terrible ambitions Best Rhine had deep in his heart! Deep in his heart, a certain passion and ambition also surged out.

Byrne also stared at the aged Viscount Best and responded with certainty:

"The Fischer family will always serve you and clear obstacles for the Rhine Lion family, and I, Bayern Fischer, will look forward to the day when you become the new king of Siat!"

(End of this chapter)