I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

Chen Zhou didn't take the Crown Prince's abrupt request for help seriously.

"I don't understand what you are saying, Nost. I am just a prophet. Do you need me to perform "divine magic" or "alien exploration" for you?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Master Blissot."

Nost's tone was particularly bitter, as if he had suffered countless grievances.

Those who didn't know would have thought that he was not the second prince who would inherit the throne in four days, but a criminal who was about to be beheaded in public.

However, from his own perspective, he only has a few days left before being beheaded in public.

“You are a prophet who has predicted fraud, fire, storm, and a series of events that followed. I believe you should also understand the current cold war between Dundarion and Kling.

"Those dark elves will never sit back and watch the handover go smoothly. The cursed ones that appeared in Rexonrent during this period are the best proof. They will definitely take action during the succession ceremony!"

It wasn't even just the Kling Dynasty, there were other nations that didn't want to sit back and watch Dundarion become a world power, as well as the Vientiane Society that was once hunted nearly to extinction by the Dundar royal family, and almost no one could ensure the smooth conduct of the ceremony.

In fact, even Chen Zhou predicted to Donal and others that Nost would be assassinated.

"But what does this have to do with me?" Chen Zhou looked at the worried-looking Second Prince in confusion. "You should have made this decision without a plan. It's too late to ask for help now."

Nost shook his head repeatedly, his heart filled with bitterness.

The succession to the throne was not his wish, but the request of an ancient being who was powerful enough to fight against the gods.

As for the inside story, it’s a long story.

Four months ago, Nost, who was traveling abroad, was tragically killed in a fire caused by an unscrupulous prophet...

"excuse me."

Chen Zhou explained solemnly: "That incident has nothing to do with me. I am also a victim. The simulacrum I created with a lot of magical materials has all melted."

Nost shrugged and did not comment.

In short, just as he was about to be buried in the sea of ​​fire, the storm blew out the fire and blew him into the sky.

At the critical moment, the ancient relic that he had accidentally obtained before - a protective ring suddenly showed its power and saved Nost's life when he was almost doomed.

It turns out that the ring is actually an ancient artifact in which the soul of the ancient Eol Archmage lies dormant!

Unfortunately, the soul in the ring was too weak to completely save the holder from danger, and was carried by the storm and waves to the original destination of the fraud gang.

Nost, who was stranded on the Island of Scams, finally returned to his country smoothly with the help of his excellent illusion skills and the guidance of the soul in the ring.

Just as Nost was expressing his deep gratitude to the Ringwraiths, the latter, who had come to a safe environment, revealed a shocking secret.

It turns out that during the War of Disaster, the gods did not completely destroy the flying city of Eol and its civilization and wisdom. There are still a large number of artifacts and even weapons that are powerful enough to kill gods sleeping in the many ruins of Eol.

If they could find any one of them, the Dundarion Empire could end the Cold War and become the world's only superpower.

King Bertrand, who holds great power, is obsessed with the threat and secret meetings of the Kling dynasty and is determined to find a magic weapon that will determine his victory.

However, the soul in the ring has its own set of requirements.

First, the Dundarion Empire must recognize Eol's own god as the state religion...

After Nost finished telling about his experiences over the past four months, Chen Zhou looked at him with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Alphonse was really ahead of his time.

I never expected that the old man who was obviously at least several thousand years old would not only play the system joke, but also the grandfather joke!

Chen Zhou himself is still at the stage of selecting a random unlucky guy!

"So you really agreed?"

"We have used methods including but not limited to high-level prophecy to investigate the words of the Ringwraiths and found that there are no lies or malice in its words.

"This means that a divine weapon powerful enough to end the Cold War really exists... Do you think there is a ruler who can resist the temptation of such power?"

Although I am not talented, Chen Zhou recognizes a Duke of Winter who can withstand temptation and test.

But before he could argue, Nost sighed helplessly: "Although I think my elder brother is more suitable to be the king, as the host bound by the ring, I can't stay out of it."

However, the Ringwraiths can only provide knowledge, and the Eolian God of Gaming has not yet regained his power.

Faced with assassinations from various forces, it was difficult for the Dundarian Empire to ensure the smooth progress of the ceremony.

Therefore, Nost remembered the unforgettable prophet.

"Mr. Deng Bliss, you must save my Dundarion!"

After hearing this, Chen Zhou pondered for a long time and said, "Maybe I have a way. Show me your ring."

Nost immediately stretched out his left hand and showed the mysterious ring he had obtained unexpectedly.

It was a mithril ring in the shape of an Ouroboros with its head and tail connected, emitting dazzling magical light and mysterious runes under the arcane vision.

The moment he saw the ring, Chen Zhou, who was slacking off at home, became excited.

"It is indeed Alphonse's work."

"Yes, the art style of this thing is Asta's Weaver Empire, and has nothing to do with Eol of Ezantiya."

Under normal circumstances, divine beings cannot enter Ethandia, and the interference they can do there is very limited.

In addition to people like Chen Zhou who sneak across in physical form, using some kind of object as a medium to carry their own power and relying on the holder to influence the entire world is a very common method for residents of the outer world.

This ring works on the same principle, it can serve as a carrier of Alphonse's divine power and interfere with the holder to a certain extent.

"Nost, I do have a way to solve this matter, but you need to make a decision immediately."

Nost's face lit up: "What decision?"

"The decision to give up the ring. As long as the ring is gone, Bertrand will no longer have any hope of obtaining the artifact, and everything can temporarily return to normal."

Giving up the artifact... is indeed a foolish choice that requires a decisive decision.

Nost didn't care, but the problem was -

"This ring is bound to my soul, I can't take it off."

"What soul binding? Isn't this a cursed item?"

Chen Zhou was puzzled: "Is it really impossible to take it off?"

"I can't take it off. I've tried "Break the Barrier", "Remove the Curse" and "Dispel the Magic", but none of them can remove the magic effect on it."

In this case, Chen Zhou decided to teach Nost a mysterious spell.

"Nost, I have a spell that will work. Repeat after me - Hakura Matata."