Chapter 187 White Saint (3)

“Bang!”

Swish!

It's a string of sparks.

The penetrating effect of the Deathly Flying Spear is very useful. The rusty armor on the Dusk Guard cannot block the sharp spear tip and is easily pierced through.

The Dusk Guards fell to the ground, their originally tall bodies shrank quickly, as if they were dehydrated in an instant, and turned into a stiff corpse. Ron's throat moved slightly. Although he had seen this scene many times, he was still a little uncomfortable. The main reason was that the Dusk Guards looked too bad after turning into mummies. They were wrinkled all over, like rotten and shriveled tree trunks, but they still had the shape of a human.

A layer of gray-black mist was still floating above the Dusk Guard, which had already turned into a mummy. As a summoner of the dead, Ron knew very well that this was the resentment condensed on the Dusk Guard.

As an assassin, Sharin, who was extremely fast, took on the responsibility of cleaning up the battlefield very well. She quickly walked to the body of the Dusk Guard and fumbled around. After a while, she actually found something.

It was a yellowed skill book.

"Battle Song..."

Charlene took a quick look and handed the skill book to Ron.

This is a skill similar to Irelia's Aura.

However, the effect is not as powerful as Irelia's aura, and it doesn't last as long or cover as large a range.

But, overall, it's still a pretty good skill.

The Dusk Guards in the game world are completely stingy. Killing them will not drop any items except for pitiful experience points. But the Dusk Guards in the real world are different. They have been in the Dusk Temple and have been maintained in the state when they died in battle 8,000 years ago. The things on them will also become the rewards of exploring the Dusk Temple.

It’s a pity that there seemed to be no such thing as storage rings eight thousand years ago, otherwise the harvest would have been even more exaggerated.

Ron 's stomach growled.

The Temple of Dusk is always shining with golden light. In addition, the mechanical clock in his arms seems to be unable to work normally after entering the Temple of Dusk due to inexplicable interference. The feeling in his stomach becomes a standard for judging time.

He licked his lips and glanced ahead. The progress was even slower than his speed. Even with Agnes's assistance, the Dusk Guardians in the real world were more difficult to deal with than those in the game, and there were more of them.

At the same time, the area of ​​the Temple of Dusk was also larger, which slowed down Ron's progress. According to the reaction in his stomach, two days should have passed now, but he still hadn't reached the source of the plague.

Fortunately, although the area has increased, the overall layout is not much different from what Ron remembered.

"Kill off the Dusk Guards in front, then turn left. There is a maze over there. Let's take a short rest inside the maze." Ron said.

Agnes, Ifrit and the others were no longer surprised that Ron was so familiar with the Temple of Dusk. After getting rid of the Dusk Guards, they turned left as Ron said. Sure enough, a towering, golden wall appeared in front of them.

There is only one door on the wall that stretches for hundreds of meters and cannot be broken. That is the entrance to the maze.

After entering the maze, Ron asked everyone to stop. He took out pots, pans, and ingredients from the storage ring. Looking at the pile of things in front of him, Ron couldn't help but sigh.

In the entire team, he was the only one who could cook.

Lucia? Too much thinking.

Lydia? She was once a princess, but she had never cooked before.

Charlene? She had basically relied on buying food before, and her cooking skills were slightly better than Lydia's, but only slightly.

Ifrit? Dragons eat mostly raw food.

Agnes? She was a noble lady, and later a princess. In short, she had nothing to do with the kitchen.

Every time at this time, Ron missed Cecilia especially.

When that girl was around, he didn't have to worry about these problems at all.

I don’t know what happened to Irelia, Cecilia and Seraphina!

…

The chaos in the Dusk Continent is inevitable after all.

The city of Larnaca is just the beginning.

Although the disaster in Larnaca City caused a large number of casualties, even Saint Christian herself proved that the young god was a terrible threat and must not be allowed a chance to grow up, otherwise it would be an uncontrollable disaster.

But unfortunately, for a kingdom that had been at peace for too long, most of the lords did not take these warnings seriously.

Young God?

No matter how exaggerated the story was, didn't he still get killed in the end?

Although two or three thousand people died, it didn't matter. As long as it didn't affect the lord's life of luxury, not many people cared.

Most people are like this.

Only when a knife is placed on your neck do you know what horror is.

Soller State!

Kumboro State!

Covinas State!

Within two months, three states fell within the Kingdom of Granville.

With a total population of millions, less than one-tenth survived. The sky over the vast territory was filled with scarlet blood, creating a living hell on earth.

It is said that the lords and three marquises of these three states had no idea of ​​the disaster before it came. They just reveled every night. Even until the black beasts flooded the territory, they did not think of resisting. They wanted to run away, but it was too late.

What’s worse is that the three states fell and hundreds of thousands of black beasts spawned.

These black beasts also began to spread in all directions, leaving blood and gore wherever they went.

A tall young man was walking quickly on the street, followed by dozens of guards with decent strength.

There were noisy sounds all around, and the threat of the black beast did not seem to have much impact on the royal city of Adams. For these upper-class people living in the royal city, those disasters were still far away from them.

After all, this is the royal capital.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Whatever becomes of the rest of Granville, it is hard to see how it will affect Adams.

Civilians are still busy and merchants are still greeting customers loudly.

As for the nobles, they still lived a life of singing and dancing and extravagance.

But this young man was obviously different.

His handsome face looked gloomy, and there were wrinkles on his brows.

It is obvious that Antoine Holt, the eldest prince of Granville and heir to the next king, is under tremendous pressure.

Pressure... Before this, Antoine had never thought that he would feel this kind of thing one day.

He always thought that his destiny had already been arranged. He would grow up with the identity and status of the eldest prince, and then inherit the position of king after his father's death, which was a natural thing.

But all this was broken half a month ago.

His beautiful sister Dolores, who sometimes made Antoine almost unable to control his impulse and want to take action, invited more than 200 nobles to attend the banquet in the name of the eldest princess a few days ago. When all the nobles arrived, an army quickly blocked the scene and detained all the nobles.

Dolores' goal is very simple, money.

Naturally, this was strongly opposed by the nobles. They shouted angrily, saying that they would impeach the eldest princess in front of the king. This was a humiliation to the entire aristocracy! This shouting disappeared after Dolores picked out a few typical examples and brought out evidence of these nobles' crimes of killing innocent people and robbing women on a daily basis, and sent them directly to the guillotine.

Pay the money and live.

It's that simple.

When Antoine heard the news, he wondered if his sister had gone crazy. The royal family couldn't be so poor.

But before he could react, the money Dolores had extorted from the nobles had already been sent to various military camps and distributed to every lowest-level soldier.

Dolores then became the object of these soldiers' loyalty.

These soldiers even rebelled directly, overthrowing all the noble commanders who were originally above them, and from then on, they only accepted orders from Her Royal Highness the Princess.

This shocked and angered Antoine.

What is shocking is that Dolores was able to win the hearts of the troops in such a short time.

What made him angry was that these lowest and most humble soldiers, who should have been loyal to their father, or at least to him, the great prince, how could they be loyal to a woman like Dolores? Their loyalty was so cheap? Just worth a few silver coins? Of course, when he was angry and despised those soldiers, Antoine completely forgot that although the Kingdom of Granville was rich, it had not paid these soldiers for many years.

The nobles who were released after paying the ransom gathered in the palace, accusing Dolores of madness and vulgarity, and also wanted to get their money back. However... when 200,000 troops gathered outside the city, all the voices of opposition disappeared.

Only then did they realize that this princess was much crazier than they had imagined.

When Dolores has gained the support of most of the kingdom's soldiers, she is no longer someone that anyone can touch. Moreover, the Valkyrie Arianna also stands firmly beside the eldest princess.

At that moment, Antoine realized that he had never seen through his sister. Could it be that Dolores still wanted to be queen?

For the first time, Antoine began to doubt whether he could successfully inherit the throne in the future.

He couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he looked forward. Not far away was the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Dolores has the support of the army, so he also has to give himself some bargaining chips, because Dolores's behavior has offended the aristocracy, and it is impossible for him to get support from the aristocracy. The aristocracy now hates the royal family extremely.

However, we can try to get support from the church.

The best way is marriage.

He and the White Saint of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn! 　Here is the third chapter, there will be more later.

(End of this chapter)