I Will Be The Crowned King

The deep words were like the shrill cry of a night crow, circling in the minds of the three of them; as if some kind of instinctive voice was issuing the final warning over and over again, not to look directly at the existence in front of them.

The stiff Ian stood on the spot like a sculpture, fine cold sweat oozing from his forehead and neck, and the blood in his pupils spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was only at this moment that he finally realized what a terrible mistake he had made - he seriously underestimated the determination of the indigenous cultists and the reckless downline of "some people".

They actually let Harold swallow the egg of the Fallen God? !

For a middle-aged man who is over forty years old, has never been exposed to the three major magics, and has never completed the "branding", it is impossible to resist the power in the fetus; he will be transformed by the "Meteor God" who has not yet been born. The container that hatches itself is gradually absorbed as nutrients, twisted and mutated bit by bit, and finally completely swallowed and occupied.

And this kind of "unqualified" container is destined to fail the normal birth of the fetus; St. Isaac mentioned this aspect in his notes, the vicious incidents raging by the old gods in the era of sect splitting are very serious Part of it is the bloodline of a certain "apostle" born by mistake, causing a tragedy brewed by a chain of events.

Those cultists... Are they planning to sacrifice a precious fetus and destroy the entire Beluga Harbor?

He actually ignored all of this, and even secretly instructed Anson Bach to alarm the pagans, intensifying the conflict and accelerating the incident.

The Knights of No Faith... The entire Crecy family, perhaps because of their own mistakes, will usher in an unprecedented disaster!

Ian's mind was a mess, struggling desperately with his body that could no longer move. He looked down at his companion and found that Derek, who was holding two knives, was also motionless.

Next to him, Karno was still kneeling on one knee. He closed his eyes tightly, and clenched the long spear submerged into the ground with his trembling hands.

He had to raise his head, look hard at the "part" of Harold's face, and force a smile:

"Good evening, Harold... Your Excellency Speaker, what's the matter?"

Harold raised his eyebrows, his long and dense eyelashes wriggling along with his rolling eyes:

"What's the matter? This should be the question I should ask... You guys came to my house uninvited and made a mess here, don't you think you should explain it to me?"

"Also, what is the 'speaker' you just said, some kind of honorific title?"

It seems that the fetus has eroded the brain... The smile on Ian's face became stiffer: "Yes."

"Besides, we have nothing to do with the chaos in the warehouse, it's all... Anson Bach did it! We're just here to save our friends and want to take them away and that's all!"

He deliberately mentioned Anson Bach, wanting to use this as a breakthrough to see how much the other party's memory and reason are still preserved, so as to confirm his next move.

The ceiling of the big warehouse is just above his head, but now there are soldiers of the garrison army everywhere outside, and the other party can even see through the hidden barrier he made. If you want to retreat, you must find a suitable opportunity.

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, Harold's eyes showed a trace of confusion, completely forgetting that he had mentioned this name less than three minutes ago: "Anson Bach, what a familiar name... Who is he? "

"No one!" Ian said quickly, and at the same time exchanged glances with Karno, who happened to have his eyes open, everything was silent:

"It's just a nasty little person who is not worth mentioning. You don't need to pay too much attention to it."

"Little people?"

Harold's expression suddenly turned cold: "You call the colony's garrison commander, that guy who completely 'killed me' is a little guy?"

"Uh... yes."

Facing Harold, who was sensible for a while and then demented, Ian, who tried to calm down, said very firmly: "Compared to the respected Speaker Harold, he is just a little guy who is bullying and bullying."

"That's right." Harold nodded slightly, and then a confused look appeared in his eyes again:

"Who are you talking about?"

Ian Clemens: "..."

Just when the situation reached a stalemate, a violent explosion sounded from below the warehouse again, and the shrill screams were mixed with heavy military boots and neat platoons of gunfire.

Ian's pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and he immediately realized what was going on—the guards came in.

Judging from the sound that the other party is near the gate, they should be preparing to break the door to rescue the affected residents surrounded by the fire; and this passage is one of the corners closest to the ceiling, considering the structure of the entire warehouse... The position they are standing now happens to be the soldiers. directly above.

Harold also heard the voice, and his confused face was slightly startled. Just as he was about to lower his head, the gunshots resounded like a shower.

"boom--!"

A stray bullet passed through the gap between the floors and the stairs, and brushed lightly from Harold's side; the hot lead bullet crushed the squirming hairs, causing yellow-green pus to spew out.

Staring blankly at the small wound, the confused Harold didn't seem to understand what happened.

"Derek - do it!"

Ian with round eyes roared, he decisively abandoned the useless revolver, crossed his open hands in front of him, and clenched it into a fist.

The Wild Hunt knight who couldn't move and Karno, who was kneeling on one knee, instantly felt relieved. From head to toe, they were light as never before, as if they had just experienced a rebirth.

At the same time, Ian froze all over, and the blood vessels in his body burst out one by one, "Puff!" He fell to his knees.

呲鎯——

The Wild Hunt Knight, who was freed from the shackles, did not hesitate, and resolutely rushed towards Harold, who was still confused. The bright silver blade was twisted and deformed in the rolling heat wave, and it made an ear-piercing scream.

Just as Harold was about to be torn to shreds, the eyes on his forehead turned sharply, staring at him.

Derek, who didn't have time to dodge, had bloodshot eyes, and the blood that overflowed his ears spurted out. His cheeks instantly swelled into purple red, as if it would explode in the next second.

"Pfft!"

The pitch-black spear protruded from the floor under his feet without warning, and stabbed Harold in the forehead with precision; the penetrated eyeballs exploded like water balloons, and the spear tip entered Harold's skull cavity along with it. .

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!"

Harold, whose brain was smashed by the tip of the gun, screamed hysterically. The other two eyeballs turned white, and the hairs on his body began to grow crazily. Arthropod tentacles...

Derek, whose face was covered in blood, seized the opportunity... He didn't pounce on Harold, but raised his foot on the spear to take advantage of it and shot straight to the ceiling.

"Clang!"

Under the sharp blade, the ceiling of the warehouse was torn apart; the howling cold wind poured into the passage along the breach, making the three of them agitated.

"rush out!"

Carno, who was clutching the spear, also roared hoarsely. He supported Ian, who was already unstable, with his shoulders, and stabbed forward sharply. The blood plasma gave off a strange scorching stench; instead of volatilizing, the bubbles scorched.

Glancing at his partner behind him, Derek's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, but he immediately became determined again.

Although he didn't know why Ian insisted on their retreat, he didn't even know what it had to do with the situation of the Crecy family, Anson Bach's attitude, or the politics of Moby Dick.

As long as he is still the leader of the Faithless Knights, he must obey!

But Harold didn't intend to let go of this upcoming prey... The savage "hairy tentacles" flocked to the Wild Hunt Knight frantically, trying to capture him alive.

The wild hunter knight jumped up and rushed towards the sea of ​​​​stars without hesitation, followed by tens of thousands of tentacles, like flowers blooming in a sea of ​​fire.

At this moment, the trembling Ian suddenly opened his clenched right hand, comparing his fingers to snapping fingers with great difficulty, and then...

"Snapped!"

The crisp notes played in everyone's ears at the same time. Derek under the night sky was like a chalk drawing on a blackboard, and was "erased" little by little. First, the arms wielding two knives, followed by the head, the torso... in Dissolved in the starry sky without a trace.

Countless tentacles stretched out from the ceiling, but in the end they were all empty.

The frightened Harold's eyes widened, and his bulging eyeballs vibrated violently, as if he had encountered something incredible.

Sure enough, he is not proficient enough to use his own power... No, I am afraid there is no chance to become proficient. Even his brain has been devoured. It is difficult to say how much of this body still belongs to "Harold", not a normal hatching egg of the Fallen God. , it's only a matter of time before it gets completely out of control.

Relying on experience, Ian was confident enough to kill the egg of the Fallen God that had eroded Harold. Even if it was just himself and Karno, it would be easy to kill him by fighting and ambush, and the difficulty was far less than the ambush of Anson Bach.

The egg of the Fallen God is not a threat. The real threat is the heresy organization behind it and the "Meteor Gods" they believe in.

If they really intend to declare war on Beluga Harbor, the Crecy family must leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible - no matter how high Anson Bach's price is, as long as they are willing to let them go, they have to agree!

And now, he had to figure out how to retreat from the opponent without being noticed.

………………

"Retreat?!"

Looking at Anson who came in a hurry, Carl Bain was stunned.

This guy hadn't even opened his mouth to ask about the rescue situation at the scene, how long it would take for the fire to be extinguished, and the first sentence he said was to ask him to evacuate?

"That's right, and the sooner the better, don't stay alone!" Anson said without hesitation, his voice didn't seem to be joking at all:

"Retreat to the port with everyone. I have already asked Colonel William Cecil. As long as there is a signal here, the battleship Crown will fire on the entire North Plaza community and conduct at least four salvos."

"So try to find a way to let the people from the Faithful Alliance assist you to take away and retreat as much as possible from the nearby community. If you can't save it, don't think about it. Protect most people first!"

There was a hint of impatience in Anson's tone.

Almost before approaching the North Square, a strong magical reaction came unabashedly; the last time I encountered such a terrifying situation was when Clovis Cathedral and Mess Hornard had a heads-up match. .

In the big warehouse, there is at least one profane mage-level spellcaster.

Under normal circumstances, Anson is not afraid at all, but the problem now is that Talia is injured and can't shoot, and once she shows up, it will attract the Lord of the Abyss, and the situation will only get worse and not better... I must be at the least loss. On the premise, find a way to deal with the caster in the big warehouse.

Of course, if things backfired, it wasn't that Anson didn't consider the worst.

The big deal is to repeat what he did in Hantu, and take the storm division and fleet to sack the empire colonies in the whole new world. Wherever the 6,000 troops pass, try to wipe out the people, and nothing will grow; since Clovis can’t keep it, the empire will People don't want it either.

Although Clovis must be the one who suffers in the end, it is enough to attract the hatred of the imperial people; they were able to attract attention last time because of their own development of the vast land battlefield, and they created an imperial expedition force that drives high and low. His Majesty the emperor who is "proficient in strategy" will definitely want to re-enact the classics again.

It is also a good choice to fight to support the war on the ice sheet and the Imperial Expeditionary Force. Clovis may not make a profit, but the empire with a vast colony area and is destined to not be able to get much spoils will definitely lose money.

Once the Empire has attracted attention, Clovis will be able to find an opportunity to fight back; even with Major General Ludwig's intellectual...military talent, he will surely find that Han Soil is an important breakthrough.

As long as a full army of 40,000 people suddenly pours out of the Dawn Mountains, it is only a matter of time before the empire, which is difficult to take into account, chooses peace talks.

Naturally, with such a trick of killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred, Anson wouldn't do it until he was at his most desperate—that would mean giving up his promise to the Rune family, and whether he could return to the homeland alive or not would depend on Tully. Ya's mood~www.readwn.com~ and how important she is in the eyes of Archbishop Luther.

Although he feels that he can definitely stand the test, he can still avoid such a test.

Without any hesitation, Carl Bain decisively ordered the messengers to sound the rallying horn, preparing to organize the manpower to retreat from the warehouse.

The rescue work has been carried out so far, and in fact, the people who can be rescued have basically been rescued, and the rest can't be rescued, even if it is dragged on, it will not help; the reason why he never left is purely because he holds the last ray of hope and intends to save one more. Is an.

Looking at the large troop that gradually began to evacuate in batches, Anson, who was hiding in an inconspicuous place, took out "anonymous glasses" from his arms and put it on his left eye, ready to break into the big warehouse from the top and find a way to meet Lisa.

According to the information provided by someone's anonymous letter, it is very likely that she sneaked into the ground; but with such a big fire and the chaos inside, with Liza's rich combat experience, she should take the initiative to move to a higher place.

Just when he took out the Inquisitor's revolver and was about to sneak in quietly, a strange cry suddenly sounded from the top of the warehouse:

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

The voice was very familiar, it sounded a bit like...

Speaker Harold? !

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