Demon King

To the south of the Kingdom of Reynolds, there are continuous orc clans. Orcs have primitive racial habits, hunting and snatching are their way of survival, and their production capacity is very weak. Township·Village·Xiao·Said·Net

Orcs are born with a strong body and are a group of thugs that cause headaches for most races.

The southern region of Friega has been in the midst of war, and the Kingdom of Renault and the orc clan have fought endlessly for several years.

The Earth Wolf clan is the largest orc tribe in the south of Reynolds, and is also the leader of more than a dozen clans. The tribal leader of the Earth Wolf clan is called the Great Chief, named Nordan.

One early morning, Chief Nordan, as usual, rode on his own wolf and prepared to lead the tribe to plunder a village. At this time, a faithful eagle swooped down and landed on the wooden frame at the entrance of the animal hide tent, with bird legs. It was tied with a letter box and covered with fire paint.

An orc took off the letterbox, handed it to Nordan with both hands, and respectfully said: "Warchief, there is a letter."

"I'm not blind." Nordan cursed and pushed away the orc's head, and quickly finished reading the letter. His ugly face twitched, and he spat on the grass next to him, cursing in a low voice: "Smelly-bitch-bitch. !"

Nordan calmed down the wolf, and shouted at the tribe: "Clean up the tent, let's go home!"

...

Some people think that the gods have set a timetable, stipulating that different things will happen at different times, and that timetable is also called destiny.

Fate is a very strange concept. It can be used as a reason for anything to happen. "Futility" may be a synonym for "fate".

Odin Continent is the most prosperous land. Whether it is kingship, belief, knowledge, wealth, or art, it has developed to its peak in Odin Continent, and the area is the same. The size of Odin Continent is five times the size of Friega.

The continent of Odin is the center of the world, and in the central area of ​​the "center of the world", there is a place surrounded by hymns and gospels. It is a place of pilgrimage in the hearts of millions of believers, and it is the heaven in the secular world, gathered here. Beliefs around the world are inclusive of all rivers.

Church headquarters, Holy Land Eden!

Everything here is white, spotless, without the slightest filth, just like the kingdom of God.

In the center of Eden, is a glorious shrine, with white golden light flowing on every brick, and there are hymns echoing in the dark, as if from heaven, here is a place of pilgrimage, a miracle.

This shrine has an official name-the courtyard of the gods!

At the same time, this is also the venue for the annual prayer ceremony. In normal times, the courtyard of the gods is closed and no believers and members of the church are allowed to enter. Legend has it that this tradition has been circulating for thousands of years and began when the church was just established. .

However, in this ordinary morning, the pope and the patriarch secretly gathered in the deepest room of the shrine, a restricted area that has never been opened to members of the church below the rank of cardinal.

Few people know what secrets are hidden in the restricted area of ​​the shrine.

The pope wearing a gorgeous robes and a crown stood side by side with the patriarch wearing a plain white robe, looking at the deepest direction together, motionless. Township·Village·Xiao·Said·Net

After a long time, the patriarch spoke with an old tone: "I feel it."

The pope nodded, his voice was also very old: "Me too."

"The repulsive power of the main world to the secondary space is weakening, and the blessings of the gods are slowly disappearing."

"It's time……"

"No..." The patriarch slowly said, "It's just that the schedule has been advanced."

The pope did not speak, but his fingers tightened a little bit tighter.

"Who appeared?"

The patriarch condensed the deepest part of the restricted area, and the vicissitudes of life and wise eyes flashed a galaxy-like scene, as if through the limitations of space, he saw something that had happened, he slowly said: "The forgotten Appeared……"

"Who would it be?" The pope said gravely.

The patriarch pointed to his ear, "The will of the world gives me guidance, I can only hear one word."

"What word?"

"……King."

The pope was silent for a while before asking, "Where is the crow?"

The patriarch faintly said: "In the dark, I saw a person who couldn’t see his face or figure clearly, but I saw the fateful breath lingering around him. He had already touched three crows. And the forgotten, he is likely to be the node of fate."

Pope: "Look for him?"

"No, fate cannot be found," the patriarch sighed: "When the time is up, he will naturally appear."

The two big shots were silent.

After a long time, the pope slowly said: "Where is the god?"

"I don't want to try to figure them out." The patriarch replied flatly, "What should be known should always be known, and what should happen should always happen."

The pope shook his head lightly and looked to the deepest part of the penalty area, meaning: "In any case, we were prepared."

...

one year later.

Snow Wolf Town was still deserted. Zidal and a hunter companion were drinking and chatting in the tavern. The door of the tavern was pushed open. Zidal glanced over it subconsciously. Suddenly, his arm shook and the drink splashed on the ground with a **** expression on his face. The hunter partner next to him asked in confusion: "What's the matter with you?"

They followed Zidal's line of sight, and they all were taken aback, feeling that the people who walked into the tavern were familiar.

It has a short white head and a burly figure, as if I have seen it before.

One year later, Ivo's appearance has not changed much, and his aura has become more powerful, like a savage beast. He caught a glimpse of Zidal and ignored him, and directly ordered a glass of malt from the tavernkeeper.

The tavernkeeper looked up and saw Ivo, his expression was taken aback, "Are you... still alive?"

Ivo shrugged, "Is it weird, the old rules, I'll take everyone's drink."

Zidal screamed in disbelief, "You actually lived in the Cold Night Mountains for a year?! How could it be possible?"

Ivo was noncommittal and took a sip of beer. The long-lost taste filled his mouth, and he let out a sigh of relief.

After staying in the tribe for a year, he was tired of drinking ice plum wine. He missed the taste of all kinds of beer and wine very much.

During this year, he lived very easily in the Cold Valley tribe, isolated from the world, and his strength steadily increased. His stamina once again touched the bottleneck, and he needed to break the next physical stamina boundary, only one step away from becoming a level 5 fighter.

There are many beasts in the Cold Night Mountain Range, and Ivo hunts day after day, finally unlocking the second seal of Metos and unlocking the second enchanting ability, which is a very powerful offensive ability.

It is the evening star and moon in the 336th year of the glory calendar. After a year of seclusion, Ivo will return to the dunya and solve some of the problems that should be dealt with.

He has always kept in mind the challenge agreement of the Royal Academy of Lasse, the three-year period is coming to an end, and Ivo will definitely not miss the appointment.

In addition, there are many things to pay attention to. The more important one is Augusta’s agreement that the period of the Mana Forge is five years. Now two years have passed, and there are still three years left.

However, after a year away from the outside world, Ivo lacked intelligence, so he decided to find out what happened this year, so he came to the tavern in Snow Wolf Town.

Ivo was about to inquire about information. Before he could speak, the tavernkeeper suddenly sneered and said in a hurry, "Young man, stop bragging."

Ivo was stunned, "Bringing?"

"No one can survive in the Cold Night Mountains for a year," the tavernkeeper said with an expression that you understand, "You didn't enter the mountains at all, haha, you can't lie to me."

Some hunters nodded their heads. They knew the danger of the Cold Night Mountains. After the tavern owner said, they felt that Ivo was telling lies, with a little contempt in his heart, but there was nothing on his face, so he drank by himself and stopped paying attention. Ivo.

Ivo shrugged. He didn't have to argue with someone who was irrelevant. He knocked on the table and asked the tavern owner: "Boss, has there been anything major in Friega these days?"

The tavern owner didn't care, and said casually: "The news reaches the far north and it has long been outdated. The latest news I know is six months ago. Do you want to hear it too?"

"I haven't been out in the mountains for a year, even half a year ago." Ivo nodded.

Unexpectedly, when the tavern owner heard the words, he suddenly looked impatient, and said in an admonishing tone: "Young man, honesty is a precious quality. It is very boring to insist on a debunked lie."

Zidal quickly stopped the tavernkeeper who wanted to talk more, and said, "It's okay, everyone has a young age."

Ivo couldn't laugh or cry, and didn't bother to ask the tavernkeeper any more. He shook his head, went straight to the corner, and found a table to drink.

Zidal hesitated for a moment, sat next to Ivo, and said, "Don't mind, the boss has a more straightforward character, but he is a good person."

Ivo didn't care at all, and responded with a smile.

"Young man, for the reason that you invited me to drink twice, I can take you into the mountain for free and really experience the atmosphere of the cold night mountain range." Zidal released his kindness and issued an invitation.

Ivo waved his hand, "No, I'm waiting for a friend."

"Friend?" Zidal looked puzzled.

At this moment, the wooden door of the tavern suddenly shook violently, and the wine glasses on the table kept shaking slightly, as if a strong wind was blowing outside. This attracted the attention of all the hunters. They walked out of the tavern one after another. They were surprised to find that the sky was suddenly dark. Looking up, he sat down on the ground with a plop.

The tavernkeeper was the worst, his voice trembling: "Dragon, dragon..."

A Frost Dragon hovered over Snow Wolf Town, and the shadow covered a small part of the town. The Frost Dragon's wings curled up in the violent wind, the windows of all the houses in the town were shaking, and the wind and snow were blowing.

The Frost Dragon landed slowly, stepped on the street cautiously, and did not step on the house.

The hunters huddled in the tavern in fear, but Ivo walked out calmly. Seeing this, Zidal hurriedly shouted: "Young man, come back soon, are you going to die?!"

Ivo walked straight to the Frost Dragon. Just when all the hunters looked nervous and thought he was going to be buried in the Dragon’s mouth, the Frost Dragon bent the dragon’s neck to Ivo and crawled obediently on the ground. Ivo was holding onto the Frost Dragon’s face bones. , Riding on the dragon head.

The hunters were dumbfounded.

Ivo patted Nebuldan's dragon scales, and Zidar said: "It's okay~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This big guy is my friend."

Zidal almost choked to death with saliva.

The tavernkeeper looked dull.

The hunters looked at Ivo in amazement.

Is this dragon your friend?

You are just farting!

This is simply how good your mount is! We are not blind!

Ivo slapped the dragon's horn, and Nebuldan knew it, fluttered his wings, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

The tavern owner swallowed hard, and shivered: "This guy... is true..."

The hunters looked at each other with amazement.

Who is this young man who can have a dragon as a mount? !

(To be continued.)