In order to prevent the ritual from being misused, the conditions for its use and establishment are extremely strict, and the Watchers will investigate and evaluate it after each use.
But once successfully recognized, regardless of the user's identity or strength, they will represent the Overwatch.
His will and choices are the will and choices of the Watchers!
The other party doesn't understand the meaning, but that doesn't matter, as long as there are witnesses who understand.
Ning Feng was quite certain that there were many people watching his every move.
Then the ceremony was established.
After the ceremony, Ning Feng straightened up, showing no obsequiousness or servility towards the legend before him, and calmly spoke:
"Your Majesty Reinhard II, the Hero King of the Kingdom of Reinhard, I have come here to ask you a few questions."
The king remained silent, looking at the outsider with an ambiguous expression, waiting for him to speak.
Dressed in aristocratic attire, exuding elegance and nobility, the scene resembled that of a foreign nobleman paying homage to the king.
But the nobleman's tone was quite different; he asked:
"Do you know about all the changes that have happened to you?"
Even though their status and strength are completely opposite, Ning's silence was not a friendly question, but rather a condescending inquiry.
The king, however, remained silent.
"Have you tried to solve it? Have you wanted to escape all of this?"
Silence remained, and the flame in the king's eyes gradually dimmed, as if he was losing interest in the person who had asked the question.
Having taken in all these changes, Ning Feng nodded and finally asked:
"And one last question, do you need any help?"
laugh.
A spark burst from the flames behind the throne, exploding in the air with a sound that resembled a sneer.
Ning Feng didn't seem to care about this reaction. After a pause, he smiled.
"Or, to put it more bluntly..."
The soul cannot find peace, repeating the same life day after day for thousands of years.
Are you angry?
Are you just going to let her play with you like this?
bring it on!
Join me in raising the sword of revenge against the true culprits who caused all this!
The devil's malice spreads rampantly, whispering seduction:
"Do you want revenge on her?"
The flames that had almost completely died out suddenly rekindled in the king's eyes, and the king, who had lost interest, instantly changed his attitude.
boom!
The flames burning fiercely in his eyes were even more dazzling than the bonfire behind him, like two suns exploding in his eyes.
What do you know?
They've taken the bait.
Smiling, Ning Feng smiled elegantly and said softly:
"I know more than you think."
Many, many.
Keep asking questions.
Let me see your true intentions!
Before Ning Feng could continue to consolidate the relationship, the king's demeanor suddenly changed, and he returned to his previous silent state.
Um?
However, although the king remained silent, Ning Feng could sense that all of this was merely a facade, and that anger was surging and boiling within the bones.
He was simply suppressing his emotions, not wanting to lose his dignity as a king.
After a while, Reinhard II, who was staring at Ning Feng, spoke.
He said:
"Words are weak and powerless."
“My father once said that foreigners are not trustworthy, that their words are all for their own benefit, and that they have no loyalty to the country.”
"Not to mention, as an outsider, your words are empty and impractical, and your power is extremely weak."
“If it were before, I would have kicked you out immediately.”
“But…you have Charlie’s keepsake.”
As if finally finding a suitable reason, the skeletal king resurrected and said:
"So, now I'm giving you a chance."
An iron sword drew a graceful arc in the air, landing at Ning Feng's feet along with its scabbard.
The towering king slowly rose from his throne, drawing his massive sword with an imposing air as he strode forward.
Winter, winter, winter.
With only his skeleton remaining, Reinhardt made slight clattering sounds as he walked, dragging his greatsword down the steps.
boom.
Ning Feng: !
His muscles involuntarily tensed up as Ning Feng's body reacted to the sudden surge of pressure.
"This is very bad..."
It seems I've said a bit too much and directly touched a nerve with the other person.
It felt like a simple stimulation that hit the other person's sensitive spot perfectly, with an outstanding effect!
As the pressure mounted, the king descended step by step, standing before Ning Feng like a mountain peak.
"Pick up your sword."
With his head bowed, he stared intently at Ning Feng and said, word by word:
"Come on, show me your qualifications!"
The pressure, like a torrent, poured down, impacting Ning Feng's soul and body.
Facing a legend head-on, and a legend of an extraordinary being at that, was an experience Ning Feng had never felt before.
Just as Ning Feng felt his body was about to reach its limit, he vaguely heard a soft laugh.
Hehe~
The uncontrollable trembling in my body disappeared, and the pressure on my body decreased sharply, not completely, but still bearable.
Before he could check on the cat's condition, Ning Feng looked back at the undead lord who was right in front of him.
"Although I really want to draw my sword right now, objectively speaking, my current strength is hardly your match."
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