Proof of the Sun King

Step by step, Malekith walked up the steps.

The pace of time slowly walked through the diamond and platinum steps of Asuryan. Malekith, who was over 7,000 years old, was there. Looking at the soulful eyes, before the flame of Asuryan, it was his shadow when he was 1700 years old. The asymptotic life silently took away his glory as the prince of the king-selection club. The moment he stepped into the holy flame, he lost all glory and status and became a witch king who was hated by people.

Malekith opened his mouth, he remembered an old ballad, how long has it been since he sang? Probably 5000 years old, right?

Stepping on the gorgeous steps with heavy steps, hot blood spilled on the floor, Malekith suddenly felt that everything was indifferent, anyway, if he failed, the whole world would be buried with him.

He recalled the time when his father, Elario, walked in the army camp of Nagaroth Kingdom with his baby in his arms when he was a child.

Keep going.

He recalled his failure to become the Phoenix King, his travels as a ranger to the Old World, and in what is now Brittany, he met his wife Alisara (yes, Malekith's The first wife had the same name as the little queen Elisara), a first high priest of Lilith, the goddess of the moon, and how sweet the newlyweds were.

It is a pity that after a period of marriage, Alisara discovered that Malekith was studying dark magic - the high priest of the goddess of the moon chose to leave silently, and the couple separated since then.

He recalled the pain in Malekith's heart as he continued to move eastward, and he could never forget that the first Dwarf High King held his hand on his deathbed, asking him to promise not to betray them friendship.

Snowy - Whitebeard! My best friend, my brother!

I'm sorry...really sorry.

He recalled how overjoyed he was when his wife Alisara asked to be back with him after a lapse of more than 2,000 years and accepted, how happy he was.

However, this news was heard by the witch queen Morassi. The witch queen charmed a high-elf prince and asked him to take the army to kill all Alisara and her guards. How he was angry and killed his mother He was tortured madly in prison. From then on, he lost the last trace of warmth in his soul. He lost his family and love at the same time. The only thing left was the desire for revenge. He let Morasi because of his mother. to help him get revenge.

Keep going, the flame is right in front of you.

The funniest thing has come. Now, everyone tells him that you are the orthodox Phoenix King?

Then what I have done before, all the consequences I have caused before, and the countless sacrifices I have made before, what are they worth?

Malekith couldn't help laughing.

Keep going.

The figure of the Witch King disappeared, leaving only a human figure screaming in the flames.

In the endless pain, Malekith's consciousness gradually blurred.

The world disappeared, leaving only the self scorched in the flames.

So, is this the end? So Malekith thought, I failed again, father.

Father?

Everything around him disappeared, leaving only a vast expanse of white.

A new scene appeared, the beautiful elf manor, the plump rice fields that were taller than people, and a beautiful and unparalleled figure who often appeared in dreams stood in the field and stretched out his hand towards Malekith.

Tyrion! ? When he saw the other's face clearly, Malekiston shuddered, and the Witch King quickly stepped back.

Oops! Malekith wiped his waist, but found nothing.

Where is my sword? ? ?

The handsome and unparalleled figure looked at Malekith's flustered look, and couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, sarcastically: "What's wrong, Malekith? You don't even recognize your father?"

"Father...Dear?" Malekith couldn't believe it, the Witch King hurried forward a few steps, his voice trembling.

"Ah, how did you become such a useless son after seeing your grown-up son? You really embarrass me." The first Phoenix King, the hero who saved the world, the legend who defended the glory of the elves, the founder of the Phoenix Dynasty, the explorer Jia Enario said coldly: "Thanks I gave you the name Malekith."

When the years quietly turned around with tears in their eyes, the tall, handsome, and invincible Elario was there. Looking at the soulful eyes, everything seemed to have returned to a far point, the new kingdom of Nagaris, the teenage Maleki. Si, his father taught him swordsmanship, his mother taught him magic, time flies, the young Malekith packed his bags and went to the Anulli Mountains to hunt.

As if it was just yesterday.

Tears had blurred Malekith's eyes, and the proud Witch King fell to his knees. He laughed loudly and said with a whimper, "Father? Son?

How many years has he not cried? 3000 years? 4000 years? 5000 years?

Tears streamed down Malekith's face. The Witch King gritted his teeth. He sniffed hard and said to Elario, "Father, can you come over here?"

"Huh?" Elario approached gently.

Malekith threw a punch and smashed it directly into the face of the original Phoenix King, he cried and roared: "You TM really married a good wife! Father, do you know what that **** Morassi brought me? How much trouble? Do you know how much pressure I have been carrying as your son? Do you know how much criticism I have endured? Everyone is saying, I am a child cursed by the blood of Kane! Everyone is afraid I, hate me!"

Elario's face changed slightly. The first Phoenix King stretched out his hand and pushed Malekith away. He said coldly, "Okay! He is very energetic. With this kind of strength, he is like my son."

"You're still this nasty look, father." Malekith burst into tears, but sneered.

"You look so annoying too, son." Elario said coldly.

Both father and son laughed at the same time.

"How old are you, Malekith." Elario's expression was still cold.

"6982 years old, father." Malekith stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and the Witch King recalled with difficulty, and then said, "But I didn't count my time in the Chaos Wasteland and Chaos Realm."

"That's long enough." Elario said bluntly: "My lifespan has not reached a fraction of yours."

"Then should I be happy or sad?" Although Malekith was still crying, he sneered: "Be happy, your descendant Tyrion has drawn the sword of Kane, and now no one is his opponent. ."

"...It's not surprising, do you know why I put the Kane sword back?" Elario said indifferently: "I have long thought that this day will come, but sooner or later, just like me and Kale Many - the parting of the dragon trainers, the parting of the elves is also destined."

"Why?" Malekith waited for his father's answer.

"Because the battle situation is too desperate." Elario said lightly: "Even if I draw the sword of Kane, I can kill any demon that appears in my sight, but the chaos is endless, and I am a Human beings lack skills, so the demise of the elves is doomed, so Caledor proposed the 'Maelstrom Plan', at that time I categorically refused to lead to a break, and the elves now evaluate me as shortsighted and stupid, right?"

"That's a bunch of ignorant cowards," Malekith said through gritted teeth, and the Witch King resented the cowardice of the elves.

"There was a reason for my choice at the beginning." Elario nodded: "Because Caledo's plan actually has a very low success rate, we all know now that the Maelstrom has succeeded, and then push forward on the premise of success, naturally Come to the conclusion that I'm an idiot, but what if it doesn't work out?"

"The elves will be destroyed immediately." Malekith nodded.

"Yes, the situation at the time was that I still had hundreds of thousands of troops and more than 20,000 dragon knights under my command. If I didn't implement the Maelstrom plan, I could at least protect Ulthuan for decades, but if the Maelstrom plan failed. The result of draining all of Ulthuan's magic power is that within 7 days, Ulthuan will be completely occupied." Elario said lightly: "All magical weapons and magic circles will fail, and the elves will soon perish."

Malekith fully understands that although there is a limit to whether it is too late to die late, how many people are really willing to give it a go instead of fighting to the end? In the battle royale game of the countless slave arena of Nagaros, only one person can eat chicken at the end, why are the gladiators still fighting with their lives?

"I didn't approve of this plan at the time because the success rate was too low, and I didn't give up the Maelstrom plan, I just needed time to consider and make trade-offs, but the result was that a few days after I rejected this plan, Caledo directly Betrayed me and started this plan." Elario's face was full of indifference: "I only knew at the most critical moment that the ceremony had begun, and I was forced to leave Morasi and you with the dragon knights to protect those who did not The traitors and people who are willing to accept my commander-in-chief, I will unite all the forces that can be used to face the four strongest demons under the command of the Four Chaos Gods, what am I doing? I am not for the tomorrow of the elves?"

"But they betrayed you!" Malekith yelled.

"Yes, they betrayed us." Elario looked very indifferent: "These surviving people did not save the compatriots who were affected by Kane, nor did they appreciate our sacrifices, they just repeated suspicion and discrimination for fear that there would be another A crazy warrior to rule them, why not let you become the Phoenix King, because the whole elves owe me so much that they can't pay it back, so they just don't pay it back, the court of elves is always full of bureaucrats and politicians, we have always There are too many politicians."

"You have to remember, Malekith, we don't owe the elves anything, on the contrary, the elves owe me a lot, a lot." Elario said coldly: "You became the Phoenix King not because of everyone's recommendation. You just got back what was meant to be yours, that's all."

"That's all," Malekith repeated.

Yes, I am the son of the Phoenix King, and the Phoenix throne should be mine! I owe it to the high elves, and I don't need anyone's approval or mercy.

"The splendor of the elf empire can still be reproduced, it's up to you, Malekis." Elario nodded lightly, the first Phoenix King sneered, and he fixed his eyes on his son: "If it is my son …”

"Have you ever loved your mother? Father." Malekith understood completely.

"If venting the desire for meat (harmony) and the pursuit of beauty count as feelings, maybe I like it a little bit." Elario said casually: "I have only loved one woman in my life."

"Eternal Queen Estalia?" Malekith was stunned for a few seconds.

"Um."

This way, it's good, I don't have any psychological pressure to deal with my mother.

"After you become the Phoenix King, remember to marry the Eternal Queen Ela Ruili, that is a good woman, treat her well." Ela Rio nodded: "If there is someone you are sorry for, it is Finnuba, treat him well. daughter."

"Daughter???" Malekith's face was dull: "Wait, isn't Ela Ruili the nominal wife of Finnuba and Tyrion's lover?"

"Ella Ruili is Finnuba's daughter. When the last false king, Bell Hazel, was in power, Finnuba was already involved with the previous Eternal Queen, and Ella Ruili was Finnuba and the previous one. Child of the Everqueen, who was born after Finnuba came to the throne."

Malekith felt particularly confused.

"Remember, Malekith, you are your own master, you have my blood in your body, you have always been your own master, you have always made decisions for yourself, always have been. When the people abandoned you, you never Bow down to his people, you never bowed to God when our God was against you, and in the end, you won't bow to Chaos, right?"

"Yes, Father!"

"Then, that's it." Elario smiled at Malekith, the first Phoenix King shook his hand, he turned into a thousand winds, and left: "Today is your birthday, Malekith, Happy birthday."

"Thank you." Malekith burst into tears again, and he wiped away the tears forcefully. He already didn't remember his birthday, but Elario did.

The original Phoenix King dissipated in the light and shadow.

The phoenix flies away, and its feathers fade away, leaving no trace in the distance.

Listening to the drizzle of the parasol trees, rustling its leaves, shaking the memory with the wind.

Eternal Elario, Eternal Defender, Eternal Legend.

The Temple of Asuryan opened wide, and Malekith came out intact. He was strong, handsome, and powerful, without any harm. The power of Asuryan shrouded him, and he was no longer a mortal. He is the embodiment of Asuryan's will and strength.

The big picture is set, and there is still hope.

Three days later, Lothern, the Phoenix Royal Court.

Thousands of people stood in the huge square, ready to witness the new king's enthronement. In the middle of the black guard square and the phoenix guard square, they finally took off their armor, and Malekith, who was wearing the phoenix king's crown, was there. Among the thousands of eyes, they walked towards the throne step by step.

Lilith, the goddess of the moon of the high elves, appeared, as did the pale queen of the dark elves, Olika, who stood in front of the high elves and the dark elves in the hall respectively.

Malekith walked to the center of the hall and knelt on the white carpet.

The supreme mage of Hosbaita, Tegris, began to read out the edict: "By the oracle of Asuryan, the lord of the phoenix, the **** of heaven, the edict said."

"I heard that Asuryan's blessings are constant and must be returned to the heir, so the four seasons are ordered, the world is Taikang, the first generation of Phoenix King's son Malekis, Wentao Wulue, Fengri Tianbiao, Shen Xiao Ela Ruiou My bow, I respect the gods above, and protect the people below, my resources are precious, and I am worthy of being a king, and now I honor the lord of the phoenix, Asuryan oracle, who ascends the throne as king, and is the twelfth king of the phoenix!”

"Long live the Phoenix King!" A somewhat chaotic shout resounded in the square.

In the silk and bamboo wind music, in the ensemble of accordion and clarinet, accompanied by harp and trumpet, Malekith the Phoenix King walked up the steps step by step. He looked at the Phoenix Throne in front of him with mixed feelings. , with joy, respect, anger, and sadness.

He could hardly put into words how he felt at this moment.

This is mine, all this is mine!

Even, 4500 years late, but did you see it? Father! I finally got everything I lost!

The thought of Elario made Malekith's nose sour.

Lilith, the goddess of the moon, was standing beside the throne. Olika held a silver plate in which was the crown of the Phoenix King. Malekith knelt down again. Lilith had a smile on her face. The goddess took the crown and raised it. , and then gently put it on Malekith's head: "Now, the era of the new king has come!"

"May the gods bless you, Malekith, the true Phoenix King!"

The petals of the phoenix flower are scattered all over the sky.

On this day, Ulthuan ushered in a new era.

Malekith walked down the steps, with Tigris and Imric following him, and the Phoenix King searched back and forth along the celebratory procession, recalling the instructions of Tigris: The Phoenix King must go to eternity The queen salutes and pays her respects, this is Ulthuan's rule, and the Phoenix Kings of all ages will abide by it.

He also noticed that many people in the crowd looked at him with fear, doubt and hostility~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Obviously, he, the Phoenix King, is not enough to convince the crowd, even if he has obtained the power of Asuryan , became the incarnation of Asuryan.

Soon, Malekith found the Eternal Queen, Ella Riley, who had only returned to Ulthuan three days earlier along the roots of the World Tree, and then rushed non-stop to attend his enthronement ceremony.

Ela Ruili and Malekith looked at each other, the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen met, and Tigris quickly reminded Malekith: "Your Majesty, bow."

"What?" Malekith was stunned.

"She is the Eternal Queen, greater than the Phoenix King, and now you are seeking her support." Tigris said anxiously: "Bow quickly, or all Ashurs will have opinions on you!"

Malekith's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly realized that even if he was on the throne, there was still a lot to do.

When he saw Ella Ruili's alluring face and her unique high affinity and ethereal and quiet beauty, Malekith swore that he had never seen such a big beauty who had such an appetite for him.

So beautiful!

Well, there is only one answer!

The new Phoenix King no longer hesitated, he quickly stepped forward, and suddenly knelt down on one knee. The Phoenix King reached out and grabbed Ela Ruili's small hand wrapped in white lace gloves, Malekith shouted loudly: "Ella Ruili Your Majesty, please marry me!"

The voice resounded throughout the entire Phoenix Royal Court, and could not be calmed down for a long time.

Tigris was shocked, Imric was shocked, all the high-elf princes and dark-elf Dreadlords were shocked.

Lilith and Orika were both shocked.

Ela Ruili also took a few steps back in shock, and the Eternal Queen subconsciously wanted to shake Malekith's hand, but she couldn't.

"Marry me!" Malekith repeated.

The entire Phoenix Royal Court was silent.

(End of this chapter)