Chapter 390 Will Win

"Can the people you, a priest of light, save compare to this lich?"

This question was outrageous, but it left James Watson speechless. He was really getting old, his brain was not as sharp as before, and he couldn't even see through the simplest essence.

When it was still the Supreme Judgment, James Watson firmly issued a pardon to Amber. The reason was simple: the lich saved people, and according to the rules, he should be pardoned.

But after resigning, James Watson felt more and more that Ryan was degenerating, and he even put Ryan's laws aside. The standards he had adhered to all his life were gone, and he naturally became confused.

Now that his son Cade has pointed it out, James Watson finally realizes how big his problem is.

Cade Watson looked at his father's aged face. Under the influence of alcohol, he mustered up the courage to say to him, "Father, you have retirement syndrome. All retired old men have this condition to some extent. Once you leave your familiar environment, you don't know what to do, and your mood gets worse and worse. I suggest that you still regard yourself as the Supreme Judge, who is just on vacation..."

James Watson interrupted angrily, "What a mess of advice this is. Positions are given by others, not used to deceive yourself. Aren't you teaching me to deceive myself?"

Cade Watson looked helpless. He knew it was like this. He couldn't adapt to this kind of rigid life since he was a child. He was his father's least favorite child because he was so lenient with himself.

"Father, even if I am wrong, I still insist on one point. No matter how you look at it, this lich is the savior of the world. I am not surprised if the Lord of Dawn blesses him the next day. You should not be fooled by him."

After saying this last sentence, Cade Watson quickly hung up the phone.

James Watson looked at the magic mirror that had lost its signal and sighed helplessly. Did he really misunderstand this lich? With this question in mind, James Watson left by boat. In any case, he was confused and had no right to make a judgment here.

Unconsciously, everyone who knew Amber had different cognitive biases towards him.

In the eyes of most Ryan people, Amber has always been the most typical undead, cruel, evil and powerful. He is a powerful enemy that Ryan needs to go all out to deal with.

In the eyes of those goddesses who had been deceived, Amberthur should be deified just for his mouth. Every word this lich said was a sharp blade to kill gods, like a butcher knife that Io used to tempt the gods to make mistakes. The experiences of these two goddesses, Rose and Shar, have proved everything.

In the eyes of the undead, Amber was the wisest man who had the most vicious and effective methods against Ryan in the past thousand years. In the past thousand years, have you ever heard of the Supreme Judge betraying? Have you ever heard of even the Holy Emperor's spirit being abducted? He was simply Ryan's nemesis, the most outstanding and typical undead.

But in the eyes of people like Cade Watson who are more insightful, Amber is a kind-hearted lich who speaks cruel and vicious words but does all the great deeds to save the world.

He ended the war between the two countries, saved the kingdom from falling into hell, and slew the invaders from the star realm... These achievements are almost comparable to those of the heroes in the Dragon War.

But no matter which point of view, it is actually only a part of Amber.

Amberxiu has lived in this world for hundreds of years, met countless people, witnessed many stories, and finally came to a conclusion.

The human nature of any intelligent race is the same. It is not the case that elves are only beautiful, humans are only greedy, or dwarves are only honest.

At most, it is affected by race, with a stronger tendency in certain aspects.

There are not many dragons who are completely unrepentant among humans. The extreme behavior caused by Ryan's extreme religion has been played out in various ways in various places throughout history.

When the Unholy Hymn was catching the Hell Knights, they also resorted to the white terror method of mutual reporting, and no one was nobler than the other.

Any kind of crime will occur in every country because it is the weakness of human nature.

Amber Xiu had thrown away this so-called racial stance a long time ago, and only the gold coins in his hands did not distinguish between good and evil.

The Ryan people are coming to kill him, so Amberxiu has to find a way to maximize the benefits of this matter instead of worrying about whether it is right or wrong for the other party to kill him.

Amberxiu walked around the island twice, arranged the ghosts to replenish the magic power of the magic circle and repair the damaged parts, and then hid in his own private space.

As James Watson said, Amber Xiu set up the stage this time to establish his authority, and it was in his plan for the Lion people to come and cause trouble. He could not avoid the battle, and he had to win beautifully, to let everyone know that Lion could not do anything to him, a lich, and when he caused trouble for Amber Xiu, everyone should consider whether they could be better than the paladins of the Lion Empire.

But Amberxiu didn't expect that Ryan would send out seven legends, as well as artifacts, and a complete legion... This force was enough to fight another annihilation war in the Unholy Hymn.

Then we need to adjust the original plan to ensure that everything goes well.

Amber was preparing in his private space, while Ryan had sent out his troops and had just boarded a large ship to go out to sea.

After the unclean hymn disappeared, the Ryans only needed to go beyond the border and find the coastline. There was no need to spend time building a dock, they could just build a teleportation array, teleport the giant ship, and then go out to sea.

People in Ryan are not short of money.

The powerful national strength supported them in winning victory after victory, and the half of the desert that they swallowed up also continuously provided Ryan with gold dug out from the ground.

So although Ryan lost the game on the surface, what was really affected was only morale, and the impact on national strength was not that big.

The legion consists of thousands of elite soldiers, fully equipped with professions such as mages and rangers, and a large number of light priests, who can cast powerful group spells.

Because they are all elite troops, the supplies are also the most advanced space pockets and teleportation arrays, so there are no auxiliary soldiers in the legion, and they are all the most elite soldiers.

The seven people leading the team are all legends. With the cooperation of such a fully armed elite legion, it is really too easy to kill a lich. At least according to common sense, Amberxiu can only escape and cannot be the opponent of this legion.

Therefore, Cyril Roland, as the commander-in-chief of this expedition, was very confident.

Cyril Roland just turned 55 this year. He was promoted to Legend at the age of 42 and is considered a very talented paladin. Cyril Roland is also the leader of the Knights of Judgment. He led this army to kill countless undead and monsters. He killed countless evildoers who believed in evil gods with his sword.

This time, the sword in his hand was the Blood of Losander, the sword that the Holy King had worn back then.

It is rumored that after the Holy King slew the evil dragon, he received the blessing of the Lord of Dawn and merged a drop of the god's blood into his sword, thus creating the Blood of Lashandar.

Compared to the Dragon's Armor, the Blood of Lathander is less famous, but it is the real treasure that all paladins dream of.

The Dragon Armor is bound to the royal family and can only be used by those of Arthur Ryan's bloodline. The Blood of Lathander is the highest honor that the holy knights can pursue.

Previously, only the Silver Moon Knights were qualified to use it, and each time it was used, a very complicated and solemn ceremony had to be performed to bring this sword out of the church where it was enshrined.

After so many years of baptism of faith, the blood of Lathander is more powerful than before. Just by holding the hilt of the sword, Cyril Roland can feel the power of holy light in his body resonating with it, and he is stronger than ever.

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

This powerful feeling also made Cyril Roland feel pressured. He went to the battle with the blood of Lathander. If he failed, it would be an unforgettable crime.

"Ahem, let's check again to see if everyone's equipment is normal, if the supplies they brought are sufficient, and if anyone is uncomfortable with sea voyages..."

Cyril Roland walked around the boat several times, checking everything several times like a person with obsessive compulsive disorder.

His deputy couldn't help but remind him, "Ceril, you should take a rest. We will use magic to speed up the voyage. It will take only three days to reach the location of the undead. In your current state, will you still have the energy to draw your sword when you see the undead?"

Cyril Roland heard this and said helplessly: "I know, but I just can't help it. I can't let go of the hilt of the sword. We can't lose."

The deputy said quickly: "We won't lose either! No undead can resist the blood of Lathander. Believe in the power of the Lord of the Dawn and believe that He will stand behind us."

Cyril Roland took a few deep breaths, nodded and said, "You're right. I'll go to the bow to get some fresh air."

Leaving the stuffy cabin, Cyril Roland came to the bow.

The giant ship capable of carrying thousands of people was very stable. There was only the sea breeze blowing, and not much shaking was felt.

Cyril Roland felt much calmer after blowing some wind. He was a little nervous, which was not right for a battle-hardened general, but when he thought about the honor this time related to the reputation of the Lord of Dawn, Cyril Roland couldn't help but be nervous.

Just as Amber Xiu guessed, this artifact was too important, so important that even the legendary strong man forgot about himself.

Cyril Roland was breathing in the fresh air when he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He felt an unusual breath coming from the depths of the ocean.

The next second, dozens of huge tentacles pierced the sea surface, trying to tie up the ship.

"It's a sea monster!" The soldier on the watchtower shouted belatedly and began to blow the horn.

The ship was powered by magic and sailed at a very fast speed. It was far away from the coastline not long after it went to sea.

What the ocean has the most is huge sea monsters, but I didn't expect them to come so soon.

Cyril Roland looked at the tentacles that were thicker than pillars. He took a deep breath and raised his right hand.

"Holy Light, in your name, destroy the evil here!"

Cyril Roland shouted loudly, and endless holy light power surged out of his body, transforming into platinum lightsabers all over the sky.

The rain of swords fell and cut off all the tentacles in an instant. The giant beast hiding in the deep sea let out a shrill scream, but was soon locked by the lightsaber and then cut into pieces by the sword light.

When the incomplete body of the sea monster floated to the surface, Cyril Roland placed his right hand back on the hilt of the sword.

This time, we will definitely win! The lich will also be like this sea monster, completely destroyed under the baptism of holy light.

(End of this chapter)