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

   Chapter 124 Old-fashioned

   Coles stepped back with a roar from his throat, and the already red-hot Betrayer's dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, splashing a few tiny sparks.

  Blake's wreckage fell onto the obsidian round table, and the two crows that were resting on his shoulders fluttered and fluttered in fright. But in the next second, they were blasted into a black mist by an invisible force, and then slowly inhaled into Coles' body.

   "How? The taste of complete betrayal."

   The fragments of those memories kept flashing back in Coles' mind, and Bilis's voice seemed to come from far away.

  Coles was speechless for a long time. He didn't immediately appreciate the power that the half-step Void King's position brought him, nor did he feel the Black Crow's Hope that three-quarters of the realm was already under his control.

   He just silently looked at the black burn mark on his palm.

   In the Moon Realm, will is the power itself, and the memories left by the other party are burning his palms like fiery flames.

  Although he has been promoted to a high-ranking Moon Realm existence, he can completely repair this scorched wound in an instant, but he does not want to do so.

   The wreckage that fell on the round table began to dissipate into dust, and Blake's body had long since dissipated in the sarcophagus of the Holy Sepulchre.

   The wound caused by this memory is probably the last trace of the other party's existence.

   Coles slowly raised his head to look at Bilis and said:

   "It's not great, your worries are too much. I've already come this far, I don't need this kind of thing to continue to show my determination."

  The Whispering Queen asked him to use "betrayal" to seize Black's remaining power, which was undoubtedly the last temptation to him.

   But in fact, there is no need for temptation at all, because since I was in the Holy Sepulchre a thousand years ago... No, since I read about the promotion ceremony of the Void King earlier, this day has been doomed.

  Coles finished speaking, and the scene of the surrounding round table hall collapsed. In its place is a magnificently decorated temple. Under the sparkling crystal ceiling, marble columns full of magnificent reliefs slowly rise, and exquisite lamps are lit up.

  The maids made of gold and silver walked around the shrine with trays, and brought the inexhaustible wine and delicacies to the long table covered with white tablecloth in the center.

   The bread placed in front of the rotten lady Camilla quickly grew spot mold, and maggots began to crawl out of the steak and roast chicken beside her.

   "Should I stay away from here?"

   Seeing that mildew began to appear on the white tablecloth, he asked.

   "These things are just decorations on the surface. Before I obtain the Seed of Hope and complete the final 'reversal', my grasp of the authority of hope is extremely limited."

   Coles, who was sitting at the end of the long table, replied.

   "Then the question is, when will the seed of hope be delivered by that person."

   The pale poet Poke picked up the golden goblet, took a sip of the wine inside and said.

   "Or he won't come."

   said the Dark Tide Lord.

   The food in front of him also began to deteriorate rapidly. It's just that different from rot, those foods are slowly melted into a thick black liquid that exudes a foul smell.

   "No, he will come."

   To this, Bilis simply replied.

   Then He continued:

   "And that clown will come too, so let's start the ceremony now."

  …

   Along the direction of the coordinates, William "flyed" within the unpredictable moon.

   At this time, William's clothes were extremely strange, and he looked like a robber who accumulated equipment by robbing caravans.

   He wears a gorgeous blood-red helmet with bat patterns on his head, and a pair of bright silver hollow gauntlets on his hands. Although these two pieces of equipment are incompatible, they look like extremely complicated and exquisite noble equipment. But he was wearing a tattered tan robe, and the robe was wrapped in rusted chains, which made him look more like a sinner about to serve a sentence.

   In terms of weapons, in addition to the eternal trial II, William's final choice of spell agent is a crystal staff covered with spikes. It looks rough and heavy, and it feels like it can be used directly as a melee weapon in addition to being a magic medium.

in addition…

  William couldn't help thinking of ten rings of different colors and shapes on his fingers.

   This is not possible in the game...

   In the game, due to the restrictions of the equipment bar, players can only wear one ring on each hand, but after crossing over, there is no such restriction.

   As a result, his winning rate in this battle has increased a lot accordingly.

   Of course, from the perspective of the combat power on paper, it is still a very slim winning rate.

   But then again, he obviously already knew that what was waiting for him in front of him was the hunting trap of the Moon Realm, so why did he continue to drill into it so perseveringly?

  For some reason, William suddenly thought of this question.

Since I learned about the incident a thousand years ago, I have been thinking about the solution of the whole thing—how to prevent Coles from becoming the fourteenth king, how to prevent what might happen Plane fusion...

   However, until now, he seems to have never thought of the option of running with the seed of hope directly.

  Why did you risk your own life as a bargaining chip to stop this catastrophe?

   Now is not in the game, there are countless opportunities for trial and error, and there are countless strategies for reference. If you fail, you fail, and there is no chance to do it again.

   But this question did not trouble William for long, and he quickly got the answer.

   Because William Kane would not have made such a choice.

  William Kane will not be indifferent when the entire continent is under the threat of the Moon, nor will the loyalists be denied the rewards they deserve, and the traitors will not be punished accordingly.

  From the moment he was determined to use the name, he could not disgrace the meaning behind the name—the meaning he had given to the name.

   William Kane had no reason to do so.

   As if to match William's state of mind at the moment, the confused lunar space around him suddenly became brighter. The originally fickle Moon Realm acquired a highly symbolic shape in the blink of an eye, which also meant that he had entered a Moon Realm field.

  The moon realm of the fourteenth Void King who has not yet been born, Black Crow Watch.

  This place looks like a sea covered by a storm, and in the middle of the sea, there is a lighthouse flickering.

   But William only glanced briefly at the lighthouse that seemed out of reach.

   His eyes were quickly drawn to a figure not far away.

  A thin boy wearing a robe made of feathers, with a pair of jet-black wings spread out behind his back.

  It has pale skin like milk, amber pupils like some kind of raptor, and its hands extend out of Senhan's claws.

   Although it was in the storm, there was no sign of getting wet, as if the rain was consciously avoiding him.

   "Lord Judge, I haven't seen you in 1008 years. This is really a long time."

  The high-level Moon Realm existence opened his mouth and said, and its not loud voice passed through the raging storm and clearly reached William's ears.

   To this William replied:

   "Really? It's not too long for me, it seems that just a little over a month has passed."

When   William said this, he used the storm spell [Rage Sound].

   Visible sonic waves hit Coles with storms and waves.

   But before they touched each other, the three claw blades swept across in an instant, tearing the storm apart.

   "Even if you don't want to reminisce about the past, you wouldn't use this level of attack, right?"

After the storm caused by   【Voice of Rage】 dissipated, Coles wiped the water on his face and said calmly.

   "I just don't like another person talking to me in a dry suit when I'm wet. It gives me a condescending feeling."

  William replied lightly.

  Even though the storm was torn apart, the ton of seawater hit Coles, drenching him.

   Coles seemed to be stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said:

   "This is not like your previous style, it seems that this thousand years is indeed long enough."

   Then, without waiting for William's reply, he continued:

   "Although it's a bit old-fashioned to say this, Lord Judge, you shouldn't be here today."

   To this, William just nodded and said:

   "This sentence is really old-fashioned as a last word."

   The next chapter recommends getting up tomorrow morning, don't wait.

   (end of this chapter)