I Will Be The Crowned King

Midnight, Beluga Harbour.

Under the dark dome, the boiling sea rolled up round after round of towering waves, and when the waves faded, thousands of worms flocked to the ruined shore.

These three-headed monsters with baby faces and spider-like bodies howled excitedly, turning into a "wave of flesh and blood" and rushing towards the town, leaving only dark red traces behind them.

And in the streets and alleys of the city, the aboriginal fanatics who swallowed the eggs of the evil gods are still revelling; they are unarmed, and even have only a cloak from head to toe; but this still does not prevent them like a tide Flock to the landmark building of the entire Beluga Harbour - the Council of Five Hundreds.

The snow and ice in the sky have quietly melted away, and the shadows obscuring the vision have faded away early, but the long night has not yet come to an end.

"Stay steady - watch out for the flanks, and be careful not to be overwhelmed!"

In the middle of the narrow street, Alexei, whose face was covered in blood, was waving his half-sabre while shouting in his already hoarse and swollen voice: "Don't be nervous, try to aim and fire!"

The dazzling gunfire illuminated the narrow streets full of flesh and blood, illuminated the horrified expressions of the Storm Legionnaires hiding in the fortifications, and illuminated thousands of worms with scarlet eyes and shrill roars.

The monsters fell into pieces under the guns of the soldiers, and the melted flesh even became part of the fortifications, but Alexei did not breathe a sigh of relief, only endless exhaustion and despair.

Withdrew from the port to the streets close to the city center, even if he had made full preparations, the entire 2nd Infantry Regiment was still divided into pieces by the tide-like monsters; more than 600 soldiers can still gather around now There is less than one company left.

Even Norton Crosell and his 3rd Infantry had lost contact as they retreated and got stuck somewhere they didn't even know.

And the enemy has no sign of stopping, let alone when it will end.

On the other side, Louis Bernard, holding an elf girl, is leading the "forced to open" trio of unbelievable knights, trying their best to control the situation outside the gate of the parliament - or, slaughtering any fanatic who tries to get close to the parliament. .

In the face of a sudden and inexorably dangerous situation, the young knight could not think of any effective solution at all, and he didn't even know what to do or how to do it at the moment.

If it is said that the liberal rebellion in Sail City, he can directly rush to the Governor's Palace to kill the "master behind the scenes" of Phil Crecy, and try his best to maintain the situation to avoid the loss caused by the rebellion; then when the enemy becomes the aboriginal people God faction, after the mastermind was a blasphemous mage-level gravekeeper, the situation was completely beyond his ability.

After realizing this, the young knight chose the last thing he could do—since he couldn't stop it, he would delay as much as possible.

With the sharp blade in his hand, he fights until he can no longer fight.

With this pure and ultimate idea, Louis Bernard, who was wielding a long knife, stood guard in front of the gate and didn't do anything he thought.

As for the trio of Knights of No Letter... They really want to run away, but the current situation obviously does not allow them to have such an extravagant idea.

Freya was in a coma, Talia went out, and Anson Bach disappeared. Now, Louis Bernard is the highest fighting force in the entire Beluga Port. Once he dies, the entire Beluga Port will completely lose the room to change hands.

Even if you don't think about what happens after tonight, you must not let Louis Bernard fall, at least...not too fast!

In the dead darkness, only the screams of sharp blades tearing flesh and blood, and the mad prayers of madmen one after another, converged into hymns praising death and heresy.

No one knows when it began, just as no one knows when it will end.

nobody……

"So didn't I say, I don't know!"

In the rest room full of runes, William Gottfried, who was tied to a chair by several guards and soldiers, had a helpless expression: "I am a scientist, not a ring of order!"

"you do not know?"

Carl Bain, who was sitting across from him, snorted coldly, almost holding a sign of "I don't believe it": "Dear technical advisor, tonight's events can't be easily passed without knowing. ."

"Just the 'masterpiece' you left on the wall in this room is enough for the Tribunal to invite you to have a good cup of coffee with them."

William shook his head: "You are wrong."

"Wrong?" Carl laughed: "Why, do you really think that when I say coffee, it's just coffee?"

"No, I mean, based on my problem, drinking coffee is not enough to describe it." William said solemnly: "Even according to the most magnanimous degree of the Church of Order, I would probably have to completely smash my corpse into thousands of pieces to relieve the hatred."

"In fact, I was wanted by the Clovis City trial long before I came, and their understanding of me is still at the level of a small amount of research materials and the slander of my colleagues, all of which are superficial misjudgments - modestly said , my destructive power to the church is at least impossible to lose to that megalomaniac of St. Isaac."

Carl Bain: "..."

"As for arrest, with your excellent judgment, you shouldn't do this kind of detrimental behavior." William continued to say to himself as if he didn't notice his situation:

"The object of your allegiance is a gifted conjurer, his fiancee is a famous thousand-year-old blood magic family, and his 'sister' has a mutation from head to toe, as for your colleagues... There are so many secrets I don't even know where to start."

"Being able to occupy a high position among this group of people and be so well-loved, I don't think you should do such a stupid thing to set yourself on fire." William pouted and looked at Carl seriously:

"Although I am more dangerous than all of you combined, I am now a technical advisor to the colony. My salary is the protection given by the Franz family and the Storm Legion. My job is to solve the technical aspects for you. problem."

"You can always ask me for answers in any trouble; trust me, you trust science."

The words fell, and looking at Carl Bain with a solemn expression and a worried face, William showed a relieved smile.

Very good... As expected of the Chief of Staff of the Storm Legion, he is very aware of the value and importance of technical personnel like himself, and also understands the very simple truth that professional things should be handed over to professional people.

The soldiers of the guard company guarding on the side couldn't help shaking their heads... This "new" technical advisor was obviously not clear. When the chief of staff usually showed this expression, he was struggling with how to clean up those disobedient thorns.

Biting the cigarette **** that flickered and extinguished at the corner of his mouth, Carl, who had an ugly face, was silent for a long time.

For a moment, he felt that he had returned to the stormy night in Thunder Fort, with most of the infantry regiment guarding himself in the dark passage, silently waiting for the final result of Anson's battle with that monster.

The same isolation, the same powerlessness... There is no difference, the self who does not belong to that crazy world, can't do anything.

Nearly a hundred fully armed adults curled up trembling in the corner, and finally rushed to the monster and pulled the trigger, only a little girl who was not as tall as a rifle.

Of course, it's not just any ordinary little girl.

Carl turned his head and swept his eyes to the corner of the room to reflect the girl's figure; Lisa, who was uncharacteristically, was not as noisy, temperamental, or rushing out as usual, holding the rifle in an unusually calm manner, curled up and waited. in the corner.

The tender face that lost the smile even made him feel a little sad.

So Carl took a deep breath, sat down silently in front of William, snuffed out the cigarette **** that was about to go out, and said with a serious expression, "Your Excellency William Gottfried."

"I know that you are very powerful. Being able to find the secret weapon left by Miss Talia, and being able to command the guys of the Faithless Knights, is enough to prove that you are extraordinary. It is probably difficult for a guy like me to threaten. Got you."

"But even so, I am the chief of staff of the Storm Legion. Although I don't want this position at all, since I have done it, then I must be responsible for this position."

"You said you were our technical advisor, that's good, because I need you to solve two problems now: first, how can we deal with those **** out there who are making trouble in Beluga Harbor; second, what happened to Anson Bach? , why did he disappear, and what must be done to bring him back?"

"Answer my question, we are allies, otherwise... I might be a little more rude than I am now."

Carl sniffed and stared straight at his face: "You can think that I am ordering or threatening you, but in fact... I am sincerely begging you."

"By the way, if I can, I don't want to explain to you at all how important that **** Anson Bach is to... The Storm Legion, you should also see that we scum all revolve around him; he If something happens, hehe, we don't need us, and there are more dangerous guys looking for trouble for you."

"I understand your difficulties, Your Excellency Chief of Staff."

William pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded sincerely: "You are a really good person. Only good people would threaten others with such a tone when they are forced to help."

Carl didn't say anything, just nodded lightly.

"But I still have to say, I may have to disappoint you." William sighed, his expression more bitter:

"I don't know how to defeat the grave keeper of the Resting Land. Originally, we still had a little hope, but now... I don't know, maybe a sincere prayer like a devout believer can be useful?"

"As for Commander-in-Chief Anson Bach... I just learned about the 'secret weapon' that Talia prepared for him through the runes, which can play a decisive role at a critical moment."

"And what exactly does that secret weapon do, what happened to Anson Bach, I don't know - at the moment he disappeared, what took him was a power comparable to an apostle, or even a higher level; if there is enough time , I might be able to tell you what happened, but right now...we don't have that slack."

"I can only tell you good news that is not good news. The reason why the grave keeper will attack Beluga Harbor is for two purposes, and the most important one is Commander-in-Chief Anson Bach, whose existence and The grand plan of the Old Gods is closely related!"

"Big plan?"

Carl was stunned for a moment: "What are you talking about... the grand plan of the... Old God faction trying to rise up and rule the world again?"

"No, I'm talking about the real big plan, the three major ways to revive, welcome the return of the three old gods, and create a big plan for a perfect existence." William said in a daze:

"Frankly speaking, they shouldn't have much interest in ruling the world-that is, managing the 'low-level life' in their eyes; but some kind of power in Ansen Bach seems to arouse their coveting."

"What power?"

"I don't know, and I've repeated it several times." William sighed: "All the information I got was through communication with the tomb keeper through the runes on these walls, but no matter how sincere they are, It is impossible to tell me such important information."

"You don't know?" Carl's face became more puzzled: "So what kind of good news is this?"

"The good news is that because Anson Bach is missing, they won't get this power anymore - the big plan can't succeed, the whole world is safe!"

This answer made Carl silent for a while. After nearly ten minutes, he completely resisted the urge to shoot him before he said, "What about the other one?"

"Another... what?"

"...You said that the gravekeepers attacked Beluga Harbor for two purposes. One was Anson, and the other was what?"

"It's fear!"

"fear?"

"I don't know why, and I don't know what the reason is, but the tomb keepers...they are afraid." William said solemnly: "It was out of fear that they started so impatiently. This massive attack."

"I don't know what the real reason is, but there are not many existences that can make the grave keeper of the Resting Land feel fearful~www.novelmt.com~ If you think about it carefully, I am afraid there is only..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Looking at William who was suddenly stunned, Carl couldn't help frowning: "Only what, did you finish talking?"

"This, this is impossible..." As if he was stimulated by something, William's expression was suddenly full of shock, stammering, and he couldn't even speak completely.

Almost at the same time, Lisa, who was still obediently in the corner just now, also raised her head abruptly, a look of incomparable surprise appeared on her dirty little face: "This breath, this breath is..."

"Anson?!"

The blood-stained Louis stood in the middle of a corpse, looking at the darkness in the distance and muttering to himself.

At this moment, lightning fell from the sky, tearing apart the long night.

"boom--"

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