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Hearing the words of the undead, Mile Ryan was surprised at first, and then relieved.

The king betrayed his soldiers.

Although this may sound a bit bizarre, considering the actions of the lost prince, it is not surprising.

Just as the undead said, the lost prince of Gondor, in order to obtain immortal life and youth, under the bewitchment of the evil wizard, ordered this fleet to sail to the sea of ​​death.

In the sea of ​​death he sacrificed the entire fleet and all the soldiers who obeyed him, using the lives and souls of these soldiers as sacrifices in exchange for the eternal life he longed for.

Has he succeeded?

unknown!

Mile Ryan doesn't care about it now.

He looked at the angry undead and said in a deep voice, "I understand your anger and hatred..."

"understand?"

The undead warrior roared and pointed his sword directly at Mile Ryan: "How can you understand that we respect him so much, believe in him, regard him as the greatest king, and don't hesitate to leave our parents, wives and Children, set foot on this endless sea, in exchange for his ruthless betrayal!"

"How can you understand?"

"Such pain!"

"Such hatred!"

"How...how can you understand!!!"

The roars of the undead overlapped together, and if the waves continued to slap the hull, the power of death intensified, eroding the defensive barrier of the white ship, and quickly dimmed the white light.

Facing the angry questioning of the undead, Mile Ryan took a deep breath, suppressed his startled heart, trembling arms, and said solemnly: "You are right, no matter what, I can't understand your words. Pain and hatred, the crime of betrayal can only be paid for with blood..."

Between the words, he suddenly fell to his knees.

"Mell Ryan!"

Seeing this scene, everyone seemed to realize what he was going to do, and they stepped forward with an exclamation.

"Don't come here, this is Gondor's own business!"

Merrian stopped everyone's movements, turned to the angry undead, and said, "Although this cannot make up for the crimes of the past, if your anger can be calmed down a little and your hatred reduced a little, then you can take it, no matter your life. It's still a soul, you can take it as you like!"

"Charge at will?"

"Hahaha……"

"Do you think sacrificing yourself can cleanse all this?"

"You are as hypocritical and self-righteous as your ancestors!"

Looking at Mile Ryan, who was kneeling on the ground and speaking sincerely, the undead sent out disdainful ridicule and mockery.

This is a matter of course.

They were originally soldiers loyal to Gondor, but they sacrificed themselves to the sea of ​​death for the king of Gondor. They spent several epochs in the endless darkness, and their souls have never been able to rest and liberate. Endure the pain and torment of the dead day and night.

Such pain, such hatred, in fact, Mile Ryan can calm down with a few words?

These undead can still maintain part of their sanity, and it is already an incredible thing that they are not completely twisted into crazy and chaotic evil spirits.

They also want them to accept Mile Ryan and let go of the hatred that has been entangled for thousands of years. Isn't this a nonsense?

"I know I can't!"

Facing the disdainful ridicule of the undead, Merrian looked calm and said: "But this is the only thing I can do, the one who betrayed you is the king of Gondor, and I am the blood descendant of the royal family of Gondor, so I should bear this responsibility. and I implore you to spare the rest of the people here."

"Mell Ryan!"

Hearing his words, Morsi and the Holy White Knights of Gondor who had heard the news were all panicked, and they were about to step forward to stop his actions.

But Bai Ying reached out to stop them, and said in a deep voice, "Let him handle this by himself."

"But……"

"Respect his decision!"

The white eagle stopped everyone, and the undead also responded to Merrian's words.

"Let them go?"

The undead warrior's eyes swept across the white boat, and finally locked on Merrian, and said with a sneer: "What qualifications do you have to tell us about conditions, or do you think you are the royal family of Gondor, you can ask us whatever you want? What about giving orders?"

"no!"

Merrian shook his head and said calmly: "I have no qualifications to order you. This is my request. As a Gondor, I make a request to you, who are also Gondorians!"

"Gondorian?"

Merrian's words made the undead fall into silence. After a long time, the undead warrior raised his head and roared angrily from under the empty helmet: "We are no longer from Gondor, from your ancestors. The moment you betray us begins!"

"That's right!"

"We are no longer serving Gondor!"

"The descendants of the betrayal will be buried in the sea of ​​death!"

After the undead warrior, the remaining undead also roared one after another, setting off the pitch-black sea water to impact the defensive barrier of the white ship, and the situation was already out of control.

"No!"

Merrian was not afraid at all, stood up and looked at the undead, and said: "Whether it is life or death, your body and your soul are all flowing with the blood of Gondor, and the one who is not worthy of human beings is the king who betrayed you, Not you soldiers!"

"Stop your words!"

"The blood descendants of the betrayer are still weaving lies!"

"Do you think you can get our forgiveness in this way?"

A group of undead roared in anger, the pitch-black sea slapped the hull of the white boat, and countless pale skeletons and illusory spiritual bodies climbed upwards.

However, Merrian still did not stop, and shouted to the undead: "You can take my life, my soul, but as a Gondorian, I implore you to make way, this white The ship carries hope, the only hope to fight against Sauron and save the world!"

"Gondor?"

"Middle-earth?"

"Hahaha……"

The undead warrior laughed wildly in the sky and said, "What Gondor and what Middle-earth have long passed, they are all the dust of history, and now in this world, where is Gondor and Middle-earth!"

"Yes, Gondor has become history, but the blood of Gondor is not dead!"

Merrian suppressed his words and said sharply: "In this world, there are still blood of Gondor, your blood, our blood, your descendants, our descendants, and now they are facing the Sauron demon army. Do you allow your bloodline to be cut off and your descendants to perish, tell me, people of Gondor!"

The last words sounded like a thunderous explosion, causing the surging undead to stagnate, froze in place, and the Kuroshio that hit the white boat temporarily subsided.

"..."

After a long silence, the undead warrior raised his head and looked at Merrian: "There are still our bloodlines, our descendants in this world!"

"Of course!"

Milerion spoke loudly and said, "Although Gondor is gone, the blood of Gondor is still there. One day, the light of the White Sacred Tree will shine on the world again!"

"White Sacred Tree..."

The undead warrior murmured and stared at Merrian. After a long time, he said, "How do you prove it?"

This made Merrian silent, and finally shook his head and said: "I can't prove it, I can swear to Iluvatar with my life, I, Merrian, the descendant of the royal family of Gondor, the descendant of King Elessar, will I will take up the responsibility of the King of Gondor and fight for the White Sacred Tree to the end of my life!"

"boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, a thunderstorm fell in the sky, as if responding to his oath.

"..."

Luo Ning raised his head and looked at the cloudy sky and the flashing thunder light. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

"King Elessa!"

"very good!"

The undead warrior stared at Merrian and said coldly: "Then prove to us that you are the true descendant of King Elessar and are qualified to bear the hope of Gondor!"

"prove?"

Merrian frowned and asked, "How to prove it?"

"Let it prove it!"

The undead warrior raised his hand sideways and pointed to the place where the mist was surging behind him.

Following his movements, a huge flagship slowly sailed out of the fog.

"That is……"

"The King's Flagship!"

Looking at the huge flagship, before everyone could exclaim, they saw the center of the flagship and slowly paid a throne.

It was a rotten throne, and on the throne sat a skeleton with a crown on its head.

The skeleton's hands are leaning on a long sword, a long sword with rust and decay.

Meierian's pupils shrank, and he lost his voice: "He is..."

"The remains of the betrayer!"

The undead warrior stretched out his hand, pointed to the long sword in the skeleton's hand, and said: "He betrayed us, but he did not obtain the immortal life he longed for. That evil wizard took his soul, and the holy sword of Nasir was also because of him. The betrayal has completely lost its brilliance."

After that, the undead warrior turned around, his scarlet eyes locked on Merrian, and said, "If you are really a descendant of King Elessa, then let the holy sword of Nasir shine again."

"Ok!"

Hearing this, including Luo Ning, they all turned their curious eyes to the long sword in the hands of the skeleton.

Nasir holy sword!

The symbol of the royal family of Gondor, known as the certificate of the king!

A few epochs ago, the Holy Sword of Nasir was held by King Elendil of Gondor and carried it to form an alliance with the Elves, launching the famous "Last Alliance" war against Sauron.

At the end of that battle, Sauron relied on the mighty power of the Lord of the Rings to fight the Alliance army and the heroes alone.

Elendil challenged Sauron with the holy sword of Nasir, but the power of the Supreme Lord of the Rings was too powerful, Elendil was killed by Sauron, and the holy sword of Nasir was also stepped on by Sauron broken.

At this desperate moment, the earth-shattering reversal came. Isildur, the son of Elendil, suddenly stepped forward, picked up the broken blade of Nasir's holy sword, and chopped off Sauron's finger wearing the Lord of the Rings.

Although Ronin didn't quite understand how Isildur, a human being, held a so-called holy sword that could be smashed by Sauron's foot, and how he cut off Sauron's finger wearing the Lord of the Rings, but this is the truth. No matter how unreasonable you are, you can't veto him.

In this way, the holy sword of Nasir became famous in the first battle, and in the holy war of the Lord of the Rings, which was started again thousands of years later, it was recast by the craftsmen of Rivendell in the elf valley, and handed over to the destiny by the elf lord Eldron himself. The destined king - in the hands of Aragorn.

Since then, the holy sword of Nasir has once again been a treasure of the inheritance of the Gondor royal family, a symbol of royal power, until it was taken out of the sea by the lost king and disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the rusted Nasir holy sword in the hands of the skeleton, the prototype could hardly be seen, Mile Ryan was both pleasantly surprised and heartbroken, and murmured: "The Nasir holy sword has become like this..."

"come on!"

The undead warrior didn't talk nonsense, raised his hand to swell the pitch-black sea, paved a road between the white ship and the black ship, and said, "Come and prove to us that you are qualified to carry the hope of Gondor and reproduce the glory of the White Sacred Tree. !"

"good!"

Mile Ryan's eyes narrowed, and he was about to step out of the white ship and walk towards the black ship.

"Wait a minute!"

The undead warrior stopped his movements and said coldly: "Before this, I want to remind you one thing, our hatred has not dissipated, our anger has not subsided, in the process of you taking the sword, all the undead All will attack you to vent our hatred and anger!"

"How can you do this!"

Hearing this, before Mile Ryan made a sound, Miss Hammer Morsi stood up and said with wide eyes, "Isn't this going to kill him?"

"Humph!"

The undead warrior snorted coldly, ignored Morsi at all, just stared at Mile Ryan, and said, "The decision is in your hands, you can accept or reject it, we will not force you."

"I accept!"

As soon as the words fell, Merrian gave an answer: "If it fails, it is also the result of fate, and I accept it calmly!"

After all, he didn't care what everyone's reaction was, he stepped out of the white boat, stepped on the road paved by sea water, and walked towards the throne above the black boat.

"Mell Ryan!"

"Your Highness!"

Looking at the back of him leaving, Morsi and the other holy white knights were worried and could not wait to rush forward to stop him. Fortunately, he still had reason and suppressed his impulses.

"Roar!"

"traitor!"

"Pay back your blood debt!"

As soon as Merrian stepped out of the white boat, the undead flew towards him, turning into dark undercurrents and rushing into his body.

"Well!"

The undead entered the body, death eroded, Mile Ryan let out a muffled groan, and his body shook, almost falling down and falling into the sea.

Fortunately, in the end, he still steadied his footsteps and walked forward with his body supported, allowing the undead to shuttle through his body and devour life.

This is by no means a beautiful experience, the spirit body of the undead death, they will take away the life force in Mile Ryan's body, in the most brutal and cruel way, just like...Ling Chi!

Every undead, every undercurrent, when passing through Mile Ryan's body~www.wuxiamtl.com~ will tear a ray of life out of his body, bringing him a pain like a steel knife scraping a bone, making his body feel like a A little bit of aging, weakness, weakness.

But Mileryan ignored it at all, and still walked forward, with countless undead wearing and biting, taking away the vitality in the body, the hair became gray, the skin was full of folds, and the muscles quickly slackened.

In the blink of an eye, a young man who was in full bloom and youthful, became an old man with a rotten life.

But he didn't seem to notice, his eyes became cloudy, and he stared at the skeleton on the throne. .

"Mell Ryan!"

"Your Highness!"

Seeing this scene, all the people on the white boat were unmoved, except... Luo Ning.

He didn't put his eyes on the protagonist of Mile Ryan at all. He looked at the cloudy sky above, and slowly rubbed his chin with his right hand, not knowing what he was thinking.