Chapter 353 My son Ye Zhi has the potential to be an emperor! Soha is a kind of wisdom (7K)

A black fog shrouds the island of Avalon.

The skeleton warhorse stood in front of Ye Zhi, with blue flames burning in the eye sockets on both sides of the metal mask and silver arcs of lightning flashing from its nostril.

The black-armored knight sat on his horse, exuding a deadly aura of death. His voice had a metallic texture and he said in a deep voice:

"I once collected three swords. Today, each of them is called a 'holy weapon'. One of them is the golden sword [Giuvayus]."

Ye Zhi's heart moved, and he asked, "Besides the golden sword, what are the other two swords?"

"The Sword of the Lake [Broken Steel], the Sword of Eternity [Durandl]." The King of the Wild Hunt replied.

Ye Zhi was slightly surprised.

I am very familiar with the origins of these three swords!

The Sword in the Lake [Broken Steel] was King Arthur's sword in his previous life. It is also known as "Excalibur" and is a famous holy sword. The scabbard of the Broken Steel sword is worth ten times as much as the blade and can heal the injuries of the sword holder.

The Sword of Eternity [Durandel], the sword of Roland, the first paladin in history, is also known as the Immortal Sword. No matter what kind of wound it suffers, it can recover instantly.

The Golden Sword [Giulvaeus] was the sword of Charlemagne in the previous life. It is also known as the Golden Sword. According to legend, it was recast from the fragments of the Spear of Longinus and has the power to determine fate.

The above three swords were collectively known as the "Three Holy Swords of Europe" in the previous life, and they were all collected by the King of the Wild Hunt!

Yeats was daydreaming.

You don't have a special move like 'King's Treasury', do you? Throw out dozens of rare swords with a wave of your hand? "The Broken Steel Sword is sleeping at the bottom of Lake Avalon... But..."

The King of the Wild Hunt pulled the reins, looked back at the Lake of Avalon at the end of the black fog, and said slowly: "I have lost the qualifications to be the Emperor of Man, and the sword in the lake will never shine again in my hands."

A dull voice came from under the helmet, with a hint of sigh.

"For now, let the sword in the lake continue to sleep until the next emperor is born."

Ye Zhi was slightly startled, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and asked:

"Human Emperor? What kind of strong person is qualified to be called the Human Emperor? The ruler of a country should not be qualified to get such a title."

"Since he is the Human Emperor, he must represent all of humanity, and be superior to the elves, orcs, dwarves, demons, and other powerful foreign races!"

There was a hint of pride in the Wild Hunt King's tone, and then he shook his head slightly and returned to the topic:

"Now, it's not time to tell you this yet, let's talk about what happened just now..."

Ye Zhi stroked his chin, thoughtfully.

The Human Emperor should be compared to the likes of the Elf King and the Orc Chieftain.

The elves are noble and arrogant, and they value nobility and bloodline. The Elf King not only has the most noble bloodline, but is also the most powerful elf. His elegance and strength represent the entire elf race. In addition, the elves are born with longevity, so a generation of Elf Kings may rule for thousands of years.

The succession of Human Emperors was relatively rapid. Alexander, Lorraine, Solomon... There should have been many humans in the Central Plains who had been given the title of "Human Emperor". This may also be related to the short lifespan of humans.

But what did the King of the Wild Hunt mean when he said that he had lost his qualifications as the Emperor of Man? Ye Zhi stared at the King of the Wild Hunt's helmet until he could no longer hold back and said in a deep voice:

"what's on your mind?"

"I was wondering, under your armor, there might be a skeleton or a ghost or something like that?"

"Hehe, ghost... maybe."

The King of the Wild Hunt laughed hoarsely, and his tone gradually became serious.

"Perhaps... I am indeed a ghost who has survived until now because of my obsession..."

The atmosphere became somewhat solemn, and Ye Zhi also realized that it was not appropriate to ask further questions at the moment, so he made a secret inference.

Could the obsession of the Wild Hunt King be related to the Silver Dragon Queen?

Suddenly, countless speculations emerged in Ye Zhi's mind.

Could it be that you are also the Ruined King? You have suffered for a thousand years just to revive your lover?

I have lost my love forever, and everything around me is ruined. My heart has long been as dry as a tree. It hurts, it hurts so much! The King of the Wild Hunt seemed to notice Yeats's distraction, cleared his throat, and said:

"In the final analysis, you are the only one who is suitable to move freely in the material world, so I ask you to retrieve [Jiu Wa Yu Si]..."

"The golden sword [Giuvaius] is kept in the Roland royal family. It contains a secret that I swear to defend with my life... I must not let this sword fall into the hands of the Church!"

"Secret?" Ye Zhi asked in surprise, "What secret is in the golden sword?"

"We cannot allow the Spear of Longinus to appear again."

The King of the Wild Hunt said in a deep voice: "This will strengthen the power of fate once again. By then, even if you are beyond fate, you will be bound by the thread of fate and have no choice!"

Ye Zhi stood there in a daze, and suddenly his mind flashed back to the words that the angel of judgment Uriel said to him on the dark bridge shrouded in the night of the shadow world.

Destiny is not an illusory existence, but will eventually appear in a concrete form, namely, 'doomsday'.

There are many other descriptions of the end of the world, such as the Day of Judgment and the Ragnarok of the Gods, but in the final analysis, it is an irresistible power from fate.

Ye Zhi was silent for a moment, then said:

"I still don't understand... What does the Spear of Longinus have to do with fate?"

"The Spear of Longinus is stained with the blood of saints. It is a spear used to judge sin. I once sealed it into the Golden Sword. Once the fragments in the Golden Sword are taken out by the Holy See, the power of fate will be further enhanced due to the principle of causality. At that time, the doomsday will become more difficult to stop!" said the King of the Wild Hunt solemnly.

Ye Zhi was stunned and said, "Stop... Doomsday?"

"Yes, to stop the apocalypse, this is a mission I inherited."

The King of the Wild Hunt said: "Some have tried before and won a tragic victory, but they paid an extremely painful price. Countless gods fell because of this, and the faith of the gods gradually withered, and a new era came. However... Doomsday, or the day of apocalypse, will still come again."

The King of the Wild Hunt raised his head, staring at the sky covered with gray fog, and said in a concentrated voice: "All we can do... is to resist firmly... just like the gods of the past, who made unremitting efforts to welcome the end of the world..."

The huge flow of information made Ye Zhi stand there in shock. He said in astonishment, "Wait, so the essence of Ragnarok is actually a doomsday... a day of apocalypse caused by fate?"

Ragnarok, this myth, is actually quite strange.

The gods had predicted the coming of the end of the world and made great efforts to achieve it, but they still fell in the catastrophe of Ragnarok.

But if this catastrophe was caused by the gods in the heaven, then it would be easy to understand... This was essentially a disaster caused by the old gods and the new gods fighting for power! And the belief in the old gods still remains on the continent.

The existence of the Day of Judgment is to completely purify the so-called heretics. Those who believe will live, and those who violate will die.

Ye Zhi hissed.

I have always been disrespectful to the gods. When the end of the world comes, won’t I just die? "Resisting fate is not fighting for belief, but fighting for survival!"

The King of the Wild Hunt looked at Yeats and said:

"Before me, there were people who tried to fight against fate, but they failed in the end, and their existence was wiped out."

"I used to be the Human Emperor, and now I am the Wild Hunt, but it is difficult to stop the flow of fate."

"Fortunately... I still have you, Ye Zhi."

Ye Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "I am not even a sanctuary. I am just a small ant. Any sanctuary can crush me to death."

"But four apostles have already fallen in your hands."

The Wild Hunt King's tone suddenly became stern, and he said:

"Moreover, you have the Silver Oak Sword! Even I failed to gain recognition from this main artifact because I hesitated during the test! Sometimes I desperately want to leave, but I don't know that my fate has long been firmly tied to this world!"

Ye Zhi was stunned.

The King of the Wild Hunt spoke faster, "It is precisely because you have the Silver Mistletoe Sword that you can act under the noses of the heavens without worrying about being discovered by the gods. After all, that's how the mistletoe deceived the gods and became the murder weapon that killed the God of Light!"

"Now, it's your turn to take up arms, Yeats!"

The words of the King of the Wild Hunt were sonorous and powerful, and carried deep expectations.

Ye Zhi rubbed his swollen forehead, trying to ignore the King of the Wild Hunt's inflammatory words and sort out his thoughts.

What is the purpose of the Church? Waiting for the day of judgment and accumulating strength for the day of judgment, in order to obtain the fragment of the Spear of Longinus in the Golden Sword [Giulvaeus].

The King of the Wild Hunt wanted to take back [Jiu Vayus], but it was difficult for Him to move in the material plane. In addition, I had the Silver Oak Sword to disguise my identity, so he thought of letting me fight for [Jiu Vayus].

Given my current status as someone chosen by many gods, if I sit and wait for the day of judgment to come without taking any action, I will surely be treated as the leader of the rebels and be the first to be executed.

In this case, why not just follow Lucifer's example... and rebel! Having said that, the struggle with the Church and the heavens still requires long-term planning.

Right now, all the six-ring warriors from across the continent will gather in the capital of Roland to compete for the title of the Knights Conference.

The champion prize [Jiu Vayus] is a treasure that he must win.

And the competition that only six-ring masters participated in——

Ye Zhi glanced at the magic spear Gayeberg in his hand, and the moments he spent with Skach in the Shadow World emerged in his mind, and his eyes were slightly cold.

I may win the championship! "Don't worry, I was planning to go to the Roland Knights Conference to participate." Ye Zhi nodded and said, "I will do my best to bring back the golden sword [Giu Vayus] you mentioned!"

The King of the Wild Hunt nodded slightly, then suddenly froze for a moment and said, "What did you say? You were planning to go and participate in the competition?"

"Yes, because I had already promised King Lionheart to participate in the competition long before you did." Ye Zhi said frankly, "It's just right, we can complete two tasks at the same time!"

King of the Wild Hunt: "..."

Then why did I spend so much time talking just now?

"Oh, godfather!" Ye Zhi coughed lightly and said, "I have something else I want to ask you!"

You call your godfather when you have something to do, but not when you don’t?

The King of the Wild Hunt glanced at Ye Zhi and saw the friendly smile on his face. He shook his head and said, "Go ahead!"

"How much do you know about the Ring of the Nibelung?" Yeats asked tentatively.

"The Ring of the Nibelung?" The King of the Wild Hunt asked in surprise, "Why are you asking this?"

Seeing the reaction of the King of the Wild Hunt, Ye Zhi wondered, "Is this thing cursed?"

"It's not a matter of curse. It involves the game between Hell and Heaven that has lasted for thousands of years!"

The King of the Wild Hunt said solemnly: "It was once a sacred weapon used by the gods to control the giants. Later, it fell into the hands of the heavens, and they used it to control the demons."

"Even the former Hell Demon God was unable to break free from the control of the Nibelung Ring and was forced to serve the Emperor."

"Today, this ring should still have the power to control demons. I guess the Ring of the Nibelung is still in the hands of the apostle."

The King of the Wild Hunt paused, looked at Ye Zhi, and said in a strange tone: "You are not planning to take this ring, are you?"

"I'm just curious..." Ye Zhi seemed to be thinking about something, and said slowly, "According to my guess, this ring is most likely in the hands of the healing angel Gabriel."

Curious? This excuse is too perfunctory! The King of the Wild Hunt shook his head, but there was also a hint of surprise in his heart, and asked:

"How do you make that judgment?"

"Teacher Skach told me that the Ring of the Nibelung and the Ring of King Solomon are actually the same ring."

Ye Zhi said: "And the Ring of King Solomon was originally given to the Emperor Solomon by Gabriel, one of the three great apostles. The price was..."

"The price is the soul of the Human Emperor." The King of the Wild Hunt sneered, "The soul of a strong man is extremely precious."

"I was asked to investigate the Ring of the Nibelung, so I came to ask you for advice," Yeats said. "If you know anything else..."

"In my early years, like you, I also inquired about the whereabouts of the Ring of the Nibelung, because it is one of the ten main artifacts after all, and it possesses power that the Sword of the Lake cannot even begin to match."

The King of the Wild Hunt pondered and said, "As far as I know... the Ring of the Nibelung and the Hammer of Storms were both made by the same dwarf mastersmith, and were forged from a metal called Magic Gold."

"The metal Magic Gold has a property that it can extract the energy contained in other metals, store it and use it for its own benefit. Therefore, the Ring of the Nibelung has the magical effect of 'turning stone into gold'. Even epic weapons are vulnerable to the Storm Hammer."

"The tokens of the Hell Demon God, the seven Demon God ritual vessels, are also made of magic gold. In addition, the Nibelung Ring is bound to be lacking in energy. If the Heaven Realm wants to restore the power contained in the 'Nibelung Ring', it will inevitably target the Demon God ritual vessels."

As he spoke, the King of the Wild Hunt looked at Ye Zhi and suggested, "If you want to investigate the Ring of the Nibelung, you might as well take a detour and start with the magic ritual artifact. Perhaps you will gain something."

The seven demons of hell each have their own representative ritual vessel. For example, the Blood King's Spear represents the Demon of Jealousy.

Ye Zhi had a vague premonition that on this trip to the Roland Knights Conference, not only would he encounter masters sent by the Holy See, but even the forces of Hell would be undercurrents.

The devil of hell does not value faith, but takes desire as the source of power. In addition, humans are a race whose desires are greater than faith. This is in their nature. Therefore, it is much easier for the devil to send down an incarnation in the world than an apostle.

"The Ring of the Nibelung has the power to control the demon god..."

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "If I get the Ring of the Nibelung, won't I be able to control the demon to work for me?"

What kind of magic ring is cursed and must be destroyed? It doesn't exist... Yeats thought of the plot of "The Lord of the Rings" and thought to himself... Once the magic ring is in my hands, it will be my treasure! Yeats made up his mind and went to the Kingdom of Roland after the domestic situation stabilized.

First, participate in the Knights' Conference and compete for the championship prize, the golden sword [Giuvayus].

Second, investigate the whereabouts of the Ring of the Nibelung.

Currently, Ye Zhi has the quasi-grandmaster-level spearmanship trained by the Queen of Shadow, Skah, and with the blessing of Avalon, he is also one of the top powerhouses in the entire continent.

Calculating the time, it is not far from the time for the Moonlight God Selection Ceremony.

If I could inherit the two divinely chosen traditions of Dark Night and Moonlight, and use both schools of Dark Night and Moonlight with ease...

Even if it is the top competition in the entire continent, winning the championship is a piece of cake!

"I understand."

Ye Zhi looked at the black-armored man on the skeleton horse and said solemnly:

"Godfather, you can go on your journey with peace of mind!"

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The King of the Wild Hunt choked on his words.

This kid is really giving me trouble!

The King of the Wild Hunt coughed, and then talked about the reward.

"As long as you can complete this important task, I will teach you how to use the [Crazy Armor]."

"Crazy armor?"

Ye Zhi was slightly startled, and then his eyes lit up.

"Are you serious?!"

[Berserker Armor] is the top blessing in the Wild Hunt school. Its effect is to summon the phantom of the demon wolf Fenrir to devour you and cover you with a layer of Berserker Armor.

Previously, when fighting against the divine beast Remiel, the King of the Wild Hunt temporarily lent the Eternal Spear 'Gungnir' to Yeats.

However, Yeats was unable to bear the divinity of Gungnir, so he blessed him with a [Mad Armor] as a medium to bear the divinity.

Armor, plus transformation, is the romance of men.

Ye Zhi had longed for the blessing of [Crazy Armor] for a long time, but he was not strong enough and didn't know how to ask his adoptive father.

Now that he was already a six-ring warrior, Ye Zhi was undoubtedly delighted that his adoptive father proposed to bestow this blessing upon him! "Don't be too happy too soon."

The King of the Wild Hunt warned: "Although the Wild Armor can greatly enhance an individual's combat power, it will also constantly erode the host's vitality!"

"It doesn't matter if it eats away at my vitality. I just received the blessing of Avalon."

Ye Zhi smiled and said, "If it doesn't work, eat some food stewed by the emperor-level monsters, and the consumed energy and blood will be replenished!"

The King of the Wild Hunt was stunned for a moment.

With his attainments in food, he does have the confidence to say this!

"Then, after the Duel Tournament is over, I will find a way to meet you again..."

Amid rolling black fog and thunder and lightning, the King of the Wild Hunt rode his skeleton warhorse, leaped into the air, and flew high into the sky, his deep voice full of expectations echoing in the air.

"I believe in your future...Ye Zhi...You even have the potential to become the emperor!"

The strong wind and the black fog disappeared together, and the breath of the Wild Hunt gradually dissipated.

Yeats looked up at the sky, feeling strange.

I accidentally let you plant a flag again...

My son Yeats, do you have the qualities to be an emperor?

The black fog around him gradually dissipated. Ye Zhi shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind and searched for the whereabouts of King Lionheart and Theresa.

Soon, the three of them reunited in front of the teleportation array that was emitting spatial fluctuations.

The black fog blocked their sight. The Lionheart knew nothing about the conversation between Ye Zhi and the King of the Wild Hunt. When he talked about what had just happened, his face was heavy and he said:

"The King of the Wild Hunt... How on earth did he get into this realm?"

"Let me explain."

The mist was diffused, drifting from the lake surface, and condensed into the elegant and beautiful image of Vivian, the fairy in the lake.

She was wearing a lake blue dress, with her slender hands resting on the back of her hands. Her clear eyes stared at the direction where the black mist dissipated, and she said softly: "There are traces of the old master left on the King of the Wild Hunt, so he can rashly barge in here..."

"Old master?"

The Lionheart King frowned slightly and said, "Are you talking about Lorraine?"

Vivian nodded and said, "He seems to know this area very well, and even knows the loopholes in it. But don't worry, I have already fixed the loopholes, and this won't happen again."

"Lorraine..." The Lionheart King muttered to himself, "Legend has it that he was betrayed by his confidants and ended up in a desperate situation..."

"But you don't have to worry about that."

The old man did not look at Ye Zhi, but stared at the blonde princess in a white dress and said:

"Because... the one beside you is not Lancelot on the lake, but Gawain on the white horse..."

Lancelot is widely known for his affair with the queen.

Gawain is the source of the term "Prince Charming".

Theresa knew the origins of these two allusions very well. She subconsciously glanced at the young knight beside her. Her heartbeat quickened a bit. Then she nodded gracefully and said:

"I will remember your teachings, Father."

Leave the teleportation array.

It was already late at night when we returned to the Royal Astrology Building.

Starlight shines down from the octagonal dome.

Theresa supported the Lionheart King. The old king's face was exhausted. He waved his hand and said, "I won't see you off, Yeats..."

Ye Zhi also needed to go back to digest the improvement brought by [Avalon Blessing], so he nodded and said, "Your Majesty, please rest early."

Looking at Ye Zhi's receding back, Theresa asked softly:

"Father, there are many famous masters in the Knights' Conference... Why do you think more highly of Yeats than Colin?"

The Lionheart laughed in silence, gently stroked Theresa's head, and did not answer, but said gently:

"You still have a lot to learn..."

A trace of sadness flashed across the eyes of the Lionheart King.

But I can't teach you anymore...

The sadness was gone in an instant. The body of the Lionheart looked a little thin in the cold wind. He said softly, "It's getting dark. Let's go back."

Theresa nodded and held the old king's hand. For the first time, she noticed how hunched her father had become.

But holding my own hand, it feels so strong, so warm, and so... reluctant to let go.

The night is like a curtain.

The stars are vast.

The stars are turning, and dawn is breaking.

A brilliant meteor streaked across the night sky.

A rising morning star shines brightly.

* Port Wake.

It was late at night and the candlelight was flickering.

Thomas, who had gained weight, leaned back in a recliner, took a bite of a biscuit with cheese, took a sip of wine, and sighed in satisfaction.

"Isn't this what the king eats?"

"Are you kidding me?"

In the shadows, the Duke of Lannister stood straight, wiping his jeweled dagger with a handkerchief, and said coldly: "Don't change the subject. What do you think? Do you want to join hands with me?"

"You are the one joking, Your Excellency the Duke." Thomas said helplessly, "I am in Wick Harbor, enjoying the happiness of family life with my children. Why are you still trying to persuade me?"

"Because you have a grudge against Yeats."

"The Duke of Honeysuckle was indebted to me," Thomas corrected.

Lord Lannister narrowed his eyes: "Then don't you want to repay him?"

Thomas was silent for a moment, put down his glass, and said with a serious look on his fat face: "Well, I'll be frank with you."

"I am all ears." Lord Lannister smiled.

"You are no match for the Duke of Honeysuckle." Thomas said coldly, "Even if you and the Duke of Vic are combined, you won't be able to stir up any waves this time!"

Lannister wiped the dagger and asked calmly, "Why?"

"First, I have seen Ye Zhi's strength. No one among the five-ring heroes can match him. I suspect that he has already begun to impact the six-ring realm."

"Secondly, Ye Zhi's teacher, named Candela, is the most powerful person in the entire continent who has the greatest hope of achieving the Holy Land!" Thomas asked, "Don't you smell the smoke of the new era? Candela must be the leader of the new era!"

Lannister was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "Of course I smell it, Your Excellency. The era of knights is over, and the truth will be within the range of cannons!"

"The reason why I spared no expense to purchase magic cannons and royal magic crystals is to welcome the changes of the new era!"

"What's the use of the magic cannon? Won't Master Liuhuan run away?" Thomas sneered, "What you should be thinking about is the issue of succession. Once Her Majesty the Princess ascends the throne, won't she target you?"

"That is why I should support your Majesty's nephew even more. The Kingdom of Roland will also send a Six-Ring Master to help me accomplish my mission... What about you? Thomas, don't you really have any complaints?" Duke Lannister instigated.

Thomas fell silent, staring at the wine glass on the table. The horrific scene of Yuehe falling appeared before his eyes, and a chill spread from his head to the soles of his feet.

Finally, Thomas sighed.

"I'd rather have some cheese. Would you like a slice?"

Seeing Thomas's attitude, the Duke of Lannister's eyes gradually turned cold and said:

"Master Harper of the Astrology Building is a centrist. He will support whoever ascends the throne. I have the blood of Fred the Great flowing in my veins. The Sun Lions will not attack me. I have my own way to deal with Colin and Nelson..."

"As for the most famous royalist, Yeats Browning, he was only a young man of seventeen years old."

"Even if it is true as you said, that he is striving for the sixth ring realm, can he really be promoted to the sixth ring?"

Thomas hesitated.

He said this just to intimidate the Lord Lannister.

A seventeen-year-old six-ring master is indeed a fantasy! "Then I will take my leave first." Lord Lannister stood up, his back blending into the night, "No need to see me off!"

Thomas rubbed his double chin, his eyes thoughtful, and called out:

"Someone, bring paper and pen!"

Calvin walked out from behind the screen, looked at Thomas who was writing furiously, and said in surprise:

"Father, do you want to... send her to Morning Frost Ridge?"

Thomas held up the parchment scroll, read the contents of the letter of denunciation, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Stud is a kind of wisdom!"

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(End of this chapter)