my virtual kingdom

Chapter 211
As Balor Balrog drilled out of the crack, the entire tower was completely reduced to powder like a collapsed snowdrift.

The old man was lifted up by an invisible force, and slowly floated in front of Balor's eyes.

"It just so happens that I have this time." Barlow the Balrog stared at him and said slowly.

The old man was held up by the power of Ballow's demon, and he had no power to resist.

He smiled.

"It's been too long, when should I start, let me think about it"

The old man muttered to himself, "Oh, by the way, it should start from the time of the ancient Byron Empire."

He fell into memory.

"At that time, the rulers of this continent were not human beings. At that time, we humans were very weak, and all spellcasters and knights were extraordinary paths that appeared later.

At that time, the orcs dominated the entire continent by virtue of their powerful bodies and abnormal reproductive ability, the elves occupied the endless Morne Forest, and the humans lived in the gap between the two races.

To be honest, the human beings at that time were not much better than the current Goblins. "

Barlow the Balrog looked at him quietly, without any impatience.

"Later, the ancient Byron Empire was established. It was established by the first spellcaster of mankind. He was not only the pioneer of spellcasters, but also the savior of mankind!
He opened up the way of spellcasting, and human beings began to master extraordinary power, gradually gaining a foothold in the mainland, and even, with their amazing reproductive ability, human beings became one of the overlords of the mainland.

Later, the spellcasters opened up a new extraordinary path, knight!
Compared with spellcasters who require higher aptitude, the path of knighthood seems to be easier. Even if one cannot become an extraordinary knight, it is not difficult for ordinary people to become an advanced knight as long as they train hard.

That period was the period when mankind was most united.

Knights respect spellcasters, we follow them, and are even willing to sacrifice our lives for them, spellcasters selflessly protect humans and knights.

Although we humans were not the overlord of the continent at that time, I think that humans at that time were invincible.

Later, we became the overlord on the mainland, the orcs were almost wiped out by us, and the elves were driven to the southernmost part of Morne Forest, unable to hide.

At this time, the first human civil war broke out, the war between spellcasters and knights!
As a result, there is no doubt that the caster won.

They reduced knights to slaves, and almost every knight was controlled by them with a soul contract. They manipulated the life and death of knights at will! "

Speaking of this, the old man became excited, and after a while, he calmed down.

"This period is called the period of the magic empire! It is also the period when you were sealed."

The old man calmly looked at Balor.

An inexplicable aura was eroding his body, and the old man's withered face was gradually rotting away, but he remained unmoved and continued to narrate.

"During this period, countless knights resisted the spellcaster, but the spellcaster was too powerful, and the road of knighthood itself was opened up by the spellcaster, which is an imperfect road.

We have been suppressed.

Later, as the path of spellcasters was continuously improved, they became more and more powerful, fifth-level spellcasters, sixth-level spellcasters, legendary mages, and even demigods!

You should be very impressed with this demigod, right? "

The old man looked at Ballow the Balrog.

For the first time, Barlow's breath became erratic.

Obviously, the old man hit it where it hurts.

The old man ignored it and continued: "Later, the casters discovered that no matter what they did, they could not live forever. Even if they used various methods, they could only delay their aging. At most, they would turn into immortals in a few hundred years. dust.

These proud spellcasters couldn't accept that they became dust at all. At that time, the spellcasters had discovered that there were other planes outside our world.

They want to complement the extraordinary path of the spellcaster.

So, they thought of us.

Countless knights were regarded as fresh experimental materials by them, and no one knew how many knights died.

We hate them!But we are too weak.

It wasn't until 3000 years ago that things took a turn for the better.

We got a corpse by accident. No one knows the origin of this corpse. We guess that it should come from other planes.

We, who can only become sky knights at most, finally have a chance to transform again.

Blood Knight!That's the name we gave this metamorphosis! "

Baloo looked at the old man covered in black aura, and said slowly, "No wonder, I felt a special aura from your body. It turned out to be the corpse of a god!"

The old man seemed to have lost his sanity, only his mouth was still slowly narrating: "However, even if we become blood knights, we are still too weak compared to the legendary mages of the Magic Empire!
Until one day, the seal of the Holy Land was broken!The thirteen legendary mages of the Magic Empire all rushed to the Holy Land to strengthen the seal.

We knew the opportunity had come.

We sneaked up on them just as they were strengthening the seal!
But to our surprise, even so, they still did not choose to fight back, but risked their lives to strengthen the seal.

At that time, we didn't know that this large formation sealed you. "

Black air surrounded the old man, and his eyes slowly turned red.

"The magical empire that lost the legendary mage was finally defeated by us, and we knights, after thousands of years, finally turned around.

We cheer and jump for joy!Until we know of your existence.

As a result, this holy place has become the current forbidden place, and the most powerful blood knights of each generation will guard here.

However, compared to spellcasters, we knights are too low in combat skills.In the end, you escaped. "

"So, do you regret it?"

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Baloo's mouth.

"No!" The old man's shriveled body swelled up again, his explosive muscles knotted, his eyes turned blood red, "Even if we do it again, we will still choose to do this!"

"Because we hate them more than you!"

The old man almost gritted his teeth to say the last sentence. Although he has not experienced that miserable history, he knows that history and fully understands the actions of his predecessors.

After speaking, the old man completely lost his sanity.

He, no, its body has completely mutated.

A pair of horns sprouted from his forehead, and demon wings ripped through his back, ripping through his tunic.

It turned into a smaller version of Balrog.

It's just that this "small" is aimed at the Barlow Balrog. In fact, its height exceeds four meters.

"Your soul, I accept it!" Barlow the Balrog showed a ferocious smile.

On the old man's face, the wrinkles slowly disappeared, layers of horny layers formed on his face, and a line of tears flowed down from his scarlet eyes.

"I'm sorry"

This voice is inaudible.

It's just that his apology is destined not to be heard by the world.

"Roar!"

As soon as the old man transformed into an abyss monster, he let out a shrill roar, as if announcing its arrival.

The entire Andes Mountains seemed to be overwhelmed by this roar.

All the animals were trembling.

Including those evil creatures.

They sensed an aura that was far more evil than them, and it came from the forbidden area.

(End of this chapter)