Lanhuadis 46
Civilian area.
Half an hour will be up.
Antonhal pulled out the last spike from Xiercheng's body.
These long spikes are used to block bloodline induction.
Every time you remove one, the induction will become stronger.
This young man, who looked like Xiercheng but had a completely different temperament, suddenly jumped up and stabbed Antonhal with a feather sword that was almost completed!
"madness."
Anton Hal instantly crushed the weak and powerless feather sword, but saw the young man transform his hand into a feather wing and stab it into his throat!
Xiercheng's purpose was not to kill him, but to find the right opportunity to commit suicide!
"wishful thinking."
Anton Hal clamped Xiercheng's wrist with one hand. After twelve years of imprisonment, the young man's wrist was terribly thin, weak and fragile.
He examined her for a moment. "These hands holding a sword are the most beautiful. What a pity! I kept them for you out of kindness, but you didn't want them. Instead, you murdered the king in public."
Xiercheng's dark eyelashes drooped, but even in this situation, his back remained as strong as a bamboo, and he never lowered his head. He spoke weakly, "...You're dreaming of using me to threaten my family."
Antonhal: "Has backbone."
He easily broke both of Xiercheng's wrist bones and smiled, "Just look at them."
Xiercheng said nothing, paused for a moment, and looked up at the bottom of the altar.
He was trapped in the coffin and could see the situation below clearly.
Tens of thousands of civilians held torches and knelt on the ground devoutly. Those kneeling in the front were particularly fanatical, treating Anton Hal like a god.
Antonhal: "We swore to protect nothing but a bunch of ignorant and lowly creatures. Even if you are Felix's son, what does it matter? After I became a Nine-Marked, they kneeled without a trace of backbone. Whatever I say, it goes."
Twelve years ago, during the Sky Crack, the Doyle family did make outstanding contributions, but suffered heavy casualties. Even though Anton Hal had ambitions, it was undeniable that he did what he should do in fighting the Sky Crack.
Xier Cheng was sweating profusely. "...It's not their fault. It's the inherent shackles of our race."
Antonhal raised an eyebrow and released his wrist. "Alright. Time's almost up. I'll give you a chance. Climb out of the coffin, kneel on the ground and kowtow to me, and I'll allow you to commit suicide. How do you do it?"
"You may think that I am lying to you. But what if I am not lying to you? Your brothers and sisters won't have to be involved with you."
Xiercheng was silent for a few seconds, put his arms on the coffin lid, and climbed out with difficulty, lying on his back.
His shoulder blade was pierced by the chain, his wings could not be extended, the patella of his right calf was missing, and his hand bones were broken.
"I'm out of strength. Please come closer. The king's shoes are dirty. Let me wipe them for you..." This was the first time he was so humble.
Antonhal took two steps forward.
Xiercheng moved slowly, then bit Antonhal's calf, tearing off a piece of flesh, and half of his face became bloody.
Antonhal kicked him away in shock and anger!
“Damn it!”
Xiercheng fell to the ground, choking and laughing.
"Idiot, idiot, come here when I tell you to. You're more obedient than a dog, hahahaha."
"You want to break my spine, humiliate me, and make me beg for the impossible? I'm the child of Emperor Felix! My father, the king, and my mother sacrificed their lives to save the world, not for me to kneel before a filthy bastard like you who uses forbidden techniques to raise his tattoos!"
Facing Antonhal's furious gaze, he was not afraid at all. In front of the tens of thousands of people below, his eyes were as clear as stars: "A fake emperor, he will always be a fake emperor! So what if he is packaged well? So what if the people are forced to submit to him out of blood?! You! Are fake!!"
"In our clan's history books, you will always be a false emperor!"
Anton Hal looked at the piece of meat he had bitten off and suddenly he was no longer angry.
"I will erase your Herbert family's footprints in history."
The victors write the history books, and the losers are the little girls who allow the victors to smear them.
Antonhal said coldly: "If you can't speak, don't even bother with your tongue."
He waved his hand, and Gidon immediately stepped forward, holding a dagger in his hand, pinched open Xiercheng's mouth, and was about to cut off his tongue.
——whoosh!
The pitch-black feather sword with golden patterns came whistling and directly pierced through Giddon's palm.
Giddon screamed.
The pressure of the seven royal patterns descended instantly, and Carlos' figure appeared in the night sky, looking down at Anton Hal on the high platform.
His blood-red eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and the blood-burning technique directly raised his physical fitness and mental strength to a higher level!
The next second, the second seven-pattern pressure descended, and Xilting, holding the feather sword, stabbed directly into Antonhal's heart.
The third and fourth seven-pattern pressure.
Dorothea and Carmi appeared beside Xiercheng, one on the left and one on the right, and ran away.
Xiercheng recovered from his shock, "Xiaowu, Xiaoliu..."
Jia Mimi raised an eyebrow at him, "Third brother, you didn't expect that I have grown up so much."
Dorothea took in Xiercheng's physical condition. She suppressed the anger in her heart and quickly escaped according to her original plan.
Antonhal grasped Xilting's feather sword with one hand, "Very good, they are all here."
Xierting couldn't move at once, and all the blood in his body was clamoring for surrender.
A hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder, and Carlos appeared behind him. He pulled hard and threw Xilting in the direction where Dorothea and the other two were escaping.
Carlos: "Let's go!"
The force of the throw was so great that Xierting's body kept retreating. In a daze, Carlos's cold face was still reflected in his eyes.
A violent energy wave erupted from Carlos!
Self-destruct!
Xierting's pupils suddenly shrank: "Second brother——!"
Carlos knew that they could not do anything to Anton Hal. He had prepared for self-destruction before coming. He was not stupid enough to really fight with his younger brothers and sisters. This was the only way to buy some time.
Anton Hal didn't expect that he would face a life-and-death battle right from the start. He cursed inwardly and sneered, and Wang Wei crushed him in an instant!
However, his nine patterns were not perfect, and his royal might was not complete. The self-explosion that a normal king could easily suppress was actually suppressed with great effort by him.
Anton Hal secretly resented that his nine patterns were incomplete. Apart from the royal power and blockade, he could not use the rest of the king's abilities.
But these two are enough.
He added his mental strength into it, and Wang Wei increased instantly, almost reaching perfection.
"return!"
The two words were like chains, pulling at Gamimi and the other three. They had already flown hundreds of meters, but now they were suspended in the air, being slowly pulled back by a force.
Carlos: "Don't—think—"
Blood slowly seeped from his earlobe, and the power overflowing from his body became more violent.
Antonhal frowned, thinking that he was really in the way, and decided to just rip out Carlos' heart. Xiercheng had already been a successful bait, so whether the others were dead or alive was irrelevant; he only wanted flesh and bones.
Just leave one person alive at the end, so there is no need to worry that Wendoline won’t come.
Yes, Antonhal has only one ultimate goal.
His fingers had already pierced into Carlos' chest. At the critical moment, a blood-red light wrapped in a strong sense of oppression directly snatched Carlos from Anton Hal's hands, and he retreated a hundred meters!
Wendoline held her brother's collar with one hand, her face frighteningly cold.
"You act on your own initiative. Who gave you the courage to blow yourself up?"
Carlos coughed, his eyes flickering: "Eldest sister..."
Wendoline was covered in thin armor and had obviously just rushed from the front line. She didn't even have time to change her clothes before she came to the civilian area to rescue them.
Antonhal's angry expression just now disappeared completely.
Staring at the eight royal patterns on Wendolyn's blood-red wings, it was like seeing the most delicious food in the world.
Antonhal: "Wendolin, you are finally here."
Wen Duolin looked at her third brother not far away and slowly clenched her palms.
She said coldly, "Carlos, take them away. I'll take care of this."
"No one can leave."
Antonhal smiled slightly and formed seals with his hands, "The King's Domain is sealed."
A dim golden stream spread out like water, completely blocking and suppressing the area within a radius of ten miles!
Wendoline felt like a mountain was pressing down heavily on her shoulders, but she could still stand steadily. However, Carlos and others could not even feel the mental strength in their bodies.
Anton Hal did it on purpose.
He didn't use the royal domain blockade at the beginning because he knew that Wendolyn would come back around this time, and he wanted to wait until now to catch her in one fell swoop.
The king will kill his fellow tribesmen within the blockade of the royal domain as if they were chickens or ants.
Antonhal laughed: "Domain Guardian Tyrant? I don't know if you can protect your own life today, and the lives of your Herbert family."
He selectively ignored the youngest child of the Herbert family.
He was just a sick child with congenital deficiencies, and he felt that any question he asked was unnecessary.
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Ning Ren didn't know what the situation was like in the civilian area.
There is still one hour left in the countdown.
The time that is approaching every minute and every second is like a death warrant.
Ning Ren tried for a long time but failed. Not only the audience in the live broadcast room were anxious, but the system was also anxious to the point of sparks.
He was wavering between unconsciousness and lucidity, his tongue covered with wounds caused by his own bites - if he hadn't lost the strength in his hands, he would have strangled himself long ago.
Bai Ya shook him: "Erigalan? Wake up!"
The young man opened his eyes while holding the four blood-golden heart fires. Even though Bai Ya knew that he was blind, he still dodged subconsciously.
Ning Ren: "Take me to find..."
Bai Ya: "No, I want to take you away now."
Ning Ren: "Where to?" Where else to go.
The Eastern Region belongs to Lan Huadis's world. Even if they escape for a short time, how far can they escape?
Bai Ya said seriously, "I'll take you to the Northern Territory."
When the word "Northern Territory" came out, the young man was stunned.
Bai Ya's words dragged him back to his childhood memories of heavy snowfalls and pink catkins flying all over the sky:
"The Northern Territory doesn't have the distinct four seasons of the Eastern Territory. Even the wind there carries a chilling aura. A cold autumn breeze can leave the ground covered in a thick layer of yellowing leaves.
Spring is very short, and the further north you go, the more likely you are to have only two seasons: spring and winter.
The Red Horse Tribe are grassland elves. They are best at planting. Wherever they go, green grass spreads everywhere. The fruits they grow are also very delicious. I can invite you to try some..."
What emerged in the boy's mind was the particularly arrogant young patriarch, and him and a little red bear, sitting on the high city wall, bidding farewell to their friend in the sunset.
"Oh, and there's also the Serpentine Tribe. Don't go there, or they might take you hostage to have children. It's said that the queen of this generation of Serpentine Tribe gave birth to twin sisters. What a blessing!"
The crown that fell when Queen Yulila died still seemed to glow faintly in Ning Ren's memory. He had never witnessed the death of his elder, but he had heard his father tell Yulila's story when he was young.
She has made mistakes, but she is worthy of the crown.
"As for the White Feather Clan, well, I won't say much. They're a bit old-fashioned, but they're pretty good to children."
Ning Ren looked at Bai Ya who strongly recommended the Northern Territory to him. When this guy was young, he had a lot of hair. No one would have thought that decades later he would become an uncle who had to tie his hair neatly to cover up his hair.
Bai Ya didn't seem to notice the boy's strange mood and continued, "Oh, there is another place, the Mi tribe."
"They're not easy to mess with, but they're the richest. They're probably just a coal boss who made his fortune through brute force and minerals."
This... seems to be a good statement, quite vivid.
Ning Ren seemed to be thinking of something and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Bai Yaxin felt half relieved, and the hands behind his back that were making hand gestures changed slightly. This was a branch of the Word Spirit - it was immersive and could make the listener be drawn in by him and develop a yearning feeling.
"The heir of this generation of the Mi clan is quite good. I heard he has great talent, but I don't know if he has the ability to lead the clan..."
some.
The boy answered silently in his heart.
All races in the world exclude each other. There is no other city like the City of Chaos that can provide a resting place for other weak races.
He was a very responsible leader.
He's also a very cute dad.
"But I don't recommend you go there. There's not even any grass growing there, and it's very boring. How about you come with me to the Northern Territory for a few years? There are a lot of interesting places there. The Eastern Territory is really too chaotic right now."
White Crow: "Come with me."
The hexagram has been revealed, Erigalan, you can only survive and avoid death if you go to the Northern Territory.
All his seriousness was hidden under frivolity and indifference.
"I've been there..."
The voice was too soft for Bai Ya to hear clearly: "Where to go?"
Ning Ren smiled.
He has been there.
It’s just a pity that I didn’t have the opportunity to grow up there, and I never got to go out and see the most beautiful scenery I’ve seen, which is the sky full of stars, the rolling pink waves, the city of ice and snow, the sunset over the city wall, and the ancient dance under the moonlight.
He said to the system, "Tongtong, can you let me see the situation in the civilian area?"
The system nodded and relayed the message to him.
The situation in the civilian area was clearly imprinted in Ning Ren's mind.
Wendoline led her younger brother and sister to retreat to the edge of the blockade of the royal domain, and the feather sword in her hand continued to drip blood.
In the dense forest, they retreated step by step.
Countless tribesmen holding torches pressed forward step by step, and the royal family was also forced to obey.
In the front was Anton Hal walking slowly. He was like a cat teasing a mouse, and was determined to watch the mouse get into a desperate situation.
Until there is no more room to retreat.
Xiercheng looked at the barrier blocking the royal domain behind him, his eyes slightly red, "I'm the one who implicated you."
Dorothea: "What are you talking about?"
Wendoline paused, "I told you, you'll be fine."
She looked at Antonhal calmly: "You can suppress Carlos's self-destruction, but you can't suppress mine. The self-destruction of the Eight Patterns can shatter your false kingdom."
Antonhal's expression changed slightly, then he smiled: "You dare not. Self-destruction is uncontrollable." He pointed at the civilians behind him, and pointed at Carlos and others, "You don't want them to die with you, do you?"
Wen Duolin: "All you want is the complete me. If I self-destruct, you will never be able to become a Nine-Mark."
Some commoner spoke in a pinched voice among the crowd: "Your Majesty, let the useless people go, and leave Wen Duolin, the son of the Sinful Emperor, behind."
As soon as these words were spoken, many civilians responded.
A member of the royal family of the royal court saluted and requested, "Your Majesty, for the greater good, let those who are not involved go. Once you have completed your Nine Marks, it will be easy to capture them, won't it?"
Wen Duolin was slightly stunned and glanced at the people who spoke.
They stood behind Antonhal, some of them looked fanatical, but most of them were silent eyes.
It seemed as if he had said something without realizing it.
A member of the six-striped royal family of the Bernie family, a family that was friends with the Herbert family, secretly sent a message to Carmimi, expressing his guilt:
"sorry."
sorry.
Millions of people have tears in their eyes.
sorry.
They had to stand against them.
If they were from another race, if they had the possibility of successfully rebelling, they would not be so silent. But they happened to be Lanhuadi people.
The king, with the blessing of blood, becomes a god.
Even the royal family of Lanhuadisi could not rebel against the king, let alone the common people.
There were some sober people among them, and not all of them were bewitched by Antonhal and incited by rumors.
Therefore, this method is the only way to give the Herbert family as much chance of survival as possible.
They seemed to have foreseen the dark rule of the next hundred years. Apart from silence, their eyes were filled with despair, pain and depression.
Wendoline sighed inwardly.
This is why she never regretted being stationed on the front lines for more than a decade.
Antonhal said slowly: "If you commit suicide, I will naturally let them go."
Wen Duolin did not give in: "Let them go, I will leave it to you."
…
They all had injuries.
Ning Ren felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw his third brother whom he had never met.
Bai Ya: "Don't be dazed, hurry up, it's not safe here, are you going or not? If not, I will knock you out and carry you away."
"You won't."
Ning Ren coughed a few times.
He managed to sit down against the tree trunk and found the growth record book left by Gamimi.
"You won't force me to do anything without my consent."
The white crow choked.
【Countdown half an hour.】
Ning Ren calmly opened the title page and left a message.
The scene of the confrontation in the civilian area replayed in my mind while I read the messages above.
His father, the king, and his mother, whom he had never met, were in the front, followed by his brothers and sisters.
[My eldest sister's feather sword can sweep across the Eastern Region, and it can also protect you from growing up safely. — Wen Duolin.]
Wen Duolin, who was in the civilian area, was covered in blood. She used the Blood Burning Technique to the next level and said, "Say it again, let them go!"
The eldest sister who would secretly play with the little dolls was very domineering and protected more than just him.
[Welcome to the newborn, may Xiaoqi always be happy and safe—Second brother, Carlos.]
He was protected by Wendoline, and he also protected his younger brothers and sisters behind him.
The space on the title page of the third brother is empty and has not been written yet.
He was carried on the back of his fourth brother in the civilian area and was barely able to stay conscious.
[Together with Third Brother's share, Xierting will become an eternal barrier protecting Erigalan—Fourth Brother, Xierting.]
Xierting looked at Wenduolin's back with tears in his eyes.
Ning Ren hadn't seen his brother or sister cry in all these years. This was the first time he saw tears in the eyes of Xierting, who had always been strong.
My little brother, Errigalan, please always be the cutest, happiest, most innocent, and most carefree child~ —Fifth sister, Dorothea.
Dorothea clenched her fists, her eyes reflecting the clusters of fire.
My older brothers and sisters used to protect me, but now I have people to protect too. Little Six is getting older, hahaha. Little Seven is so small, come let your brother hold you! From now on, Sixth Brother will take you out for some fun! Grow up quickly, Little Seven—Sixth Brother, jiamimi.
Jamimi clutched Dorothea's sleeve, afraid she would rush forward. Even the mischievous sixth brother wanted to protect his sister, who was playing with him, at a critical moment.
Ning Ren only read the title page, then closed the book and put it aside.
【Countdown 20 minutes.】
He clicked on the live broadcast room mall, and the system shuddered, thinking that he wanted to buy sharp props to remove the wings. As a result, Ning Ren only searched for [Refreshing Pills] and bought one.
This was one of the few medicines he could buy, and the price was three thousand star stones each.
The only effect is to refresh the mind and restore physical strength. After taking one pill, all fatigue and sleepiness will disappear. The effect lasts for three to six hours.
Side effects: After the drug wears off, you will fall into a deep sleep for three days after falling asleep.
The side effects were too scary. If he fell into a deep sleep for three days for no reason, his brothers and sisters would probably torture Dr. Lan Huadis all over again.
I never thought that one day he would actually buy it.
After purchasing it, it automatically appeared in his pocket. Ning Ren took it out and ate it. A second later, his mind became clear, his fatigue disappeared, his strength returned, and his mind became extremely clear.
Bai Ya: "What time is it, and you're still eating candy?"
Ning Ren: "Take me to the civilian area."
Before Bai Ya could refuse, he pleaded, "I'll be fine. Let me watch from a distance. Just for a moment. I owe you one."
“…”
The white crow paced back and forth, and amid the exclamations of Nymanson and Grandma Laura, it pulled Ning Ren and flew back.
"Don't talk about whether it's owed or not. I don't like that word."
Ning Ren: "Okay. Consider it as your repayment for the meal you had at my house."
Bai Ya finally smiled: "Then the price of this meal is quite high."
He piled armor on himself and Ning Ren, mainly because he was a foreigner and Antonhal's royal power had no effect on him.
Only then did he dare to bring Ning Ren back like this.
Ning Ren immersed his consciousness in the four words [Courage Deprivation] on his information board.
This was the first time he looked at these four words so calmly and truly.
[Courage Deprivation] Above, two chains crossed, locking up his so-called courage.
Ning Ren thought.
Can courage really be blocked?
Can this power that comes from the heart and emotions be locked up by a cold program?
Or, he had always locked up the ignorant child in the City of Chaos.
Ignorance is the breeding ground of fear, but it can also give birth to reckless courage.
But where courage can be born, there is not only ignorance, but also... love, emotion and responsibility.
People need to have awe of death and life, but they should not use awe and fear as an excuse for cowardly escape.
【Countdown to ten minutes.】
Antonhal recovered from his initial shock. Instead of giving in, he sneered, "Sure, go ahead and blow yourself up."
"So what if I can't become a true Nine-Marked?"
Without the real Nine Patterns, he is the king of Lanhuadis.
But he was sure that Wendoline would not self-destruct.
There are so many people from the tribe here, not only for show, but also as a threat.
He raised his hand, “These are my people!
The tribesmen behind him were silent for a moment, and then, led by the fanatical people, shouted in unison: "Our King! Our King!"
"I am willing to die for my king!"
"Kill the son of the Sin Emperor!"
Antonhal was satisfied: "There's also the Third Army. Carlos, would you consider it again?"
【Countdown five minutes.】
Bai Ya landed silently with Ning Ren in the sky far above the civilian area. The area blocked by the royal domain was wide, but not too high. Lan Huadi's people could not fly, but he could.
The sky is the safe place.
You can see the general outline here, but you can't see what's happening inside the forest.
Bai Ya thought Ning Ren would be nervous and worried, but when he turned his head, he was slightly stunned.
There seemed to be something different about his friend.
Ning Ren's temperament became exceptionally quiet, and the fork in the road of fate actually transformed into two paths under his feet. One was a dark cliff symbolizing death, and the other was a rugged path symbolizing life.
"If I choose to go to the Northern Territory with you now, will you still agree?"
Bai Ya, of course: "I couldn't ask for more."
The rugged path brightened up.
It turns out this is his second path.
【Countdown three minutes.】
"Don't you still have a little brother? I promise you that you will stay here quietly and I won't catch him." Anton Hal felt that this was his biggest concession.
The sound of blood dripping was clear in the forest. Wendulin clenched her palms and then suddenly inserted the feather sword into the ground.
Carlos understood what his eldest sister meant.
They couldn't let the lives of these people be destroyed in the self-explosion.
Xierting smiled, and Xiercheng struggled to get down from his back. Even though only one leg was intact, he stood upright with the support of his brother.
Dorothea took a step forward and joined them, as did Carmimi.
Although they didn't say much, they demonstrated with their actions the character of the descendants of emperors.
They have the arrogance and dignity of royalty, but also responsibility and persistence.
Xiercheng sighed in his heart. It was such a pity that he didn’t meet Xiaoqi.
After the silence settled, a member of the royal family could not help but plead, "Your Highness Wen Duolin has been guarding the front lines for many years. Please protect Chang'an in Lanhuadis. Please..."
He didn't finish his words because Antonhal killed him.
"Who else?"
So no one stepped forward.
Antonhal reached out and grabbed Wendolyn, and brought them to the empty platform.
A bloody curse mark was drawn below.
He couldn't wait even a moment and wanted to drain all their strength now.
【One minute left.】
Ning Ren turned around and headed towards another path.
The two chains above [Courage Deprivation] were wrapped around his ankles, and he paused.
"This road is destined to end in death. It cannot be changed through the mall as you think."
A childish voice trembled in his heart.
A little boy with gray-blue hair and a red cloak pulled at the chains and begged him.
"If you take this path, I will never be able to recognize my father again. I don't want to die again."
Ning Ren suddenly realized.
It turns out that it was never the chains that trapped him. The debuff was just an appearance. It was himself who trapped him.
That... self who hasn't grown up yet.
He said to the little boy.
"I am no longer completely the Aren of Chaos City."
The little boy was very stubborn, his eyes red and he refused to let go: "Then who are you?"
Ning Ren: "I am you, and also..."
"Eri Garland."
He finally acknowledged the name.
The boy let go of Bai Ya's hand.
The wings behind him, which were scarred by his beatings, stretched out, and the white feathers seemed to be dripped with ink, gradually turning into pure black like silk.
Bai Ya was surprised. He felt an extremely powerful force gathering strength from the young man beside him.
Ning Ren picked up the trembling little boy in his heart, but the little boy dodged away.
Ning Ren squatted down and asked him, "Do you remember what that stinky dad said when we first invited parents?"
The little boy thought about it and remembered.
He made a mistake and was punished by Teacher Jeremy and his parents were called in, but his father didn't teach him a lesson.
Instead, I praised him: "...You knew you would get a beating if you admitted your mistake, but you still bravely admitted it. This was your first bravery. Even though other children were willing to take the punishment for you, you still took the initiative to let the teacher punish you. This was your second bravery."
"Only a few children can remain brave forever, and you are one of them."
Ning Ren asked: "Do you still remember how you answered at that time?"
The little boy said: "Aren is the brave kid who has always been there."
Ning Ren smiled and extended his hand to him again.
"You've been brave once and saved Dad. Now are you willing to be brave again and save our brothers and sisters?"
The two seconds outside seemed like the little boy had been struggling for a long time.
He gently extended his hand.
"Yes, I do."
The boy's hand clasped with the child's hand, and the chain slowly disappeared.
[Courage Deprivation] is also gone from the information panel.
Ning Ren felt lighter all over. He smiled at Bai Ya and said, "Thank you. We will meet in the Northern Territory, but not now."
White Crow: "What do you mean?"
Ning Ren looked up at the platform and told Bai Ya that Anton Hal was like the devil in a storybook. Below the platform were his people who were deceived and oppressed, and his brothers and sisters were held hostage.
Before Bai Ya could reply, he murmured, "But in fairy tales, there must always be a hero who falls from the sky."
Bai Ya's heart skipped a beat. "What do you want to do?"
The young man took a step forward, and this step was a firm step on the road that was destined to lead to his death.
His figure was completely visible in the night sky.
After taking this step, he became the king of Lanhuadis.
The wings behind him instantly stretched out fully, with a wingspan of nearly three meters. Golden royal patterns instantly appeared on the black wings.
Bai Ya's hand, which was trying to pull him back, froze in shock.
One! Two! Three! Four! ...Nine!
There are nine in total!
Errigalan, his strange friend, is the king of Lanhuadis!
Buzz——!
The newborn king's mighty power descended majestically, instantly covering the entire kingdom of Lanhuadis.
This king's power is complete, heavy, benevolent and gentle.
The towers of the Tomb of the Fallen King shimmered in celebration at the emergence of a new king.
The people in the civilian area looked up in panic, then seemed to realize something, and crawled on the ground, stammering and trembling all over.
The young man above the night sky looked down at them. His light golden eyes were lifeless, but when he lowered his gaze, they were tinged with an inexplicable divine mercy.
On the platform were the eldest sister, second brother and others who were extremely shocked.
In a trance, Ning Ren seemed to hear the sound of the wheels of history rolling by and felt an indescribable heaviness.
He saw the name of Errigalan written in the yellowed history of the continent.
He saw a child who loved to wear red clothes, leaning on the bed with his chin in his hand, flipping through a book. Under the warm light of the stone house, he read: "Erigalan, the 621st King of the Eastern Region..."
His voice traveled through time and space, overlapping with the voice of the red-cloaked child, "I am Errigalan, the king of Lanhuadis."
At the fork in the road of fate, he finally made a choice.
The boy eventually becomes king.
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