For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King

   Chapter 121 Black Crow Hope

   It took a few seconds for Cass to realize that those falling stars were not real stars, but things wrapped in space bubbles.

   And when they got closer, Cass could see that the bubbles were all armor.

   Dozens of armors of various shapes fell around Cass and turned.

   This scene is like in a legend, the witch living in the lake took out her collection and let the hero who completed the trial choose.

   But unlike the legend, the witch in the lake took out all her collections, and the judge here is…

  Thinking of this, Cas couldn't help but look up at the starry sky.

  If every star here represents a piece of the presiding judge's collection...

  The armors around Cass are either richly decorated, or simple in material, or strange in shape, or in classic style. The only thing they have in common is that each pair of armor is filled with a surging aura of power.

   As for the identification of enchanting equipment, Cass is undoubtedly a layman among laymen. He can only use the relic-level enchanted armor he is wearing now to compare with the dozens of armors.

   And the conclusion is that the holy relic-level armor he is wearing is like garbage compared to the armors around him.

   "Basically, all the artifact-level armors you can wear, with no side effects or within the tolerable range, are here. Do you want me to help you choose one, or do you choose one by intuition?"

   The presiding judge's words brought Cas's thoughts back to reality.

   All of them are artifact-level armor?

   Hearing this sentence, Cass felt a little confused in his thinking.

   How precious artifact-level equipment is, Cass only has a vague understanding, but no specific concept.

   He only knew that in the past, an artifact could cause a large-scale war between kingdoms. And now the only one who dares to claim that he owns an artifact and is not coveted by others is the Riel Royal Family, the Star Council and the Holy Spirit Church, the three pillars that maintain the empire.

   Even in the treasure house of the Rose Palace and the personal collection of the Duke of Thorns, there is not a single piece of artifact-level equipment.

   Cass swallowed.

   "Lord Judge, will this..."

   "This mission is very dangerous, and even these things are just a slight increase in the probability of survival for you."

  William said frankly.

  Kas recalled what the presiding judge had said earlier, this time the mission seemed to be facing the Void King.

   So he asked:

   "Then this time we are going to..."

   "I'll tell you the specific plan in detail later, but you have to remember - you may die this time."

  William said directly.

"me?"

   Cass asked calmly.

"us."

  William answered briefly.

   Then he continued:

   "So these things are just outside the body, you can choose with confidence."

  For a moment, Cass was moved by the generosity of Lord Judge.

   But he immediately had a doubt, since it was something outside his body, why did the Lord Judge keep them so carefully stored in this different space.

   It's just that before he had time to think about it, his attention was immediately drawn to those armors filled with powerful power.

"Is this ok?"

   After a while, Cass asked, pointing to a pair of silver scales that seemed to be made of dragon scales.

   He felt a faint sense of induction between him and the pair of scales, as if the blood vessels between them were connected.

  William sighed slightly when he saw this:

   "I guessed that you would choose this one. This one is indeed the most suitable for you, but for you, it is also the choice with the greatest side effects."

   said, William untied the space bubble wrapped around it.

   "This armor is an artifact created by the Blackwater Kingdom during the Bronze Calendar period. It is called the Scale of Orca. It is specially designed for the Wang Kou ceremony to enhance resonance... You know what I mean?"

   William said.

   Cass nodded.

   This thing can help him resonate more strongly with the power of the God King Oka, but at the same time it will also cause a greater burden on his spirit.

   Cass replied:

"Recently, when I was training against the authority of Death God Vera in the trial tower, I was able to defeat him while controlling my thinking. Even if I put on this armor, I believe that I can do it in a short time. Time to suppress that influence."

   But this is actually not convincing. After all, the illusion can't fully simulate the true strength of the enemy, and Simon, as a user of Vera's authority, is also an extremely amateur. Being able to control his own thinking and defeat him doesn't mean anything.

   But William nodded after thinking for a moment:

   "That's fine, just use this."

   said, he waved his hand, and the pair of scales flew into Cass's hand.

   Cass took over the scales and was about to ask what the mission was, but before he could speak, the armors floating around him flew into the starry sky and turned into stars again.

   At the same time, more "stars" fell.

   "The next step is to choose accessories."

   William said.

  …

  Imagine a gigantic storm where a single wave can snap a mast like a sugar cane, and then expand it more than tenfold in size.

   And that's what happens in Black Crow's Watch all the time.

  The sky and the ocean were twisted into one body in the storm. Under the light of flashes of lightning, the surging sea surface was constantly undulating like the back of a giant beast.

   At the center of this massive storm, there is a triangular black reef.

   And on that island reef, a misty lighthouse is standing. Despite the dim light and the appearance of being engulfed by a storm in the next second, it remained standing, illuminating the lost ships in the distance.

  The storm is the embodied despair, and the lighthouse is the embodied hope.

   Countless broken ships and pale bloated corpses littered the sea around the reef, and the closer they got to the lighthouse, the more numerous they were.

   They are the embodiment of the act of chasing the ethereal beacon of hope in the storm of despair.

   Hope and despair go hand in hand.

  If there is no beauty of hope, there is no cruelty of despair.

vice versa.

   Over the countless corpses, crows were circling.

  Occasionally, when the surrounding storm is a little calmer, they will fly over the corpses to peck at the corpse's eyeballs and feast on them. But soon, a huge wave will suddenly hit this place, swallowing those crows into the deep sea, without making a sound.

   "Is that how he stopped his power from growing?"

   Looking at this scene, Coles hovered over the storm and muttered.

  The corpses that were drowned not far from the Beacon of Hope were the best food to strengthen the power of the Father of Crows.

  The crows circling in the storm are an extension of the power of the father of crows. If they are allowed to swallow the products of the ultimate transformation of hope and despair, it can quickly restore its power and be promoted to the level of a quasi-void king.

   But for a thousand years, he has been consuming himself like masochism.

   Even if he couldn't control himself to swallow that power instinctively, he would immediately pull it into the abyss of despair.

   Coles shook his head.

   "You're wrong, Blake!"

   he shouted at the lighthouse.

   His words were engulfed by a storm, and no one answered his words.

   Coles took a deep breath, and then the black wings behind him spread like a cloud.

   At the same time, four huge phantom silhouettes appeared at the end of the storm. In an instant, the storm on the entire sea seemed to stop for a moment.

   "Look at the consequences of your choice back then, is this the future you look forward to?!"

   Coles shouted at the lighthouse again, this time the sound seemed to echo between the whole world.

   And this time, it was like an endless flock of crows who responded to him, and they flew towards him covering the sky.

   Thanks to Lisei, decimal43, jerry_, book friend 20210301105351289446 for the reward, thank you very much! !

   Thanks to all my friends for monthly tickets, recommended tickets and subscriptions! !

   Ahhhh! ! The free chapter does not count as the number of updated words, and a chapter asking for leave is wasted for full attendance! !

   (end of this chapter)