The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

A pitch-black undercurrent rises from under his feet, spreads out in all directions in an instant, rushes across the ground like a black shadow, rushes past the feet of pedestrians, and finally gathers at the foot of the city wall. into a black prison.

"Everyone of Aerys, I order you here in the name of the Dark God, and become my followers!"

A line of soldiers wearing silver armor came here through the crowd. They comforted the residents and said, "Don't worry, we are His Majesty's personal guards, and we will definitely rescue you."

The deputy captain heard the sound and looked in the direction of those people, tears of hope flashed in his eyes, but at this moment, a cool hand fell on his shoulder, and the man's voice instantly dragged him into hell:

"In the past, solve them."

He collapsed in an instant, grabbing the dirt and crawling away desperately, "No... I can't do it... These people are warriors from Wangcheng!"

"Don't be so unconfident," the man chuckled and pulled him back. His right hand clasped the vice-captain's neck. The black secretion from his fingertips corroded his skin and penetrated into his neck like a spider web, and finally there A black living cocoon was left behind.

He slowly let go of his hand, "How do you feel now?"

The deputy captain stood up with a pale face, like a puppet on a string, he lowered his head and murmured: "Darkness is with me." Rush to the pro-guard.

"Stop!"

The soldiers warned, but the man, shaped like a beast, ignored their warnings.The magician among the soldiers raised his staff, causing the snow on the ground to fly into the air, condense into translucent ice needles, and shoot towards the madman extremely sharply.

Panting heavily, the man swung his epee, black mist filled his sword, he cut off those ice needles powerfully, he continued to rush towards those people, the powerful impact knocked down the leader in front, and then he raised He raised the long sword in his hand and pierced the man's abdomen without hesitation.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Kylia was stunned. This is not the combat power of a half-demon at all. Even a powerful orc can hardly pierce the armor with a sword, not to mention that these people are wearing the strongest personal guard equipment.

Camillo narrowed his eyes, and seemed to be very satisfied with this performance. He turned his gaze to the rest of the trembling members of the self-defense force, "Are you still expecting that the demon king's subordinates will save you? In their eyes, you are just Lowly slaves, regardless of whether there is a dragon as a gift, it will only be a matter of time before the half-demon becomes a slave, and these people will escort you to the capital at that time."

"You...you are a devil!" A man fell to his knees in fright, crying tremblingly.

Camillo remembered that this person's name was John, and he also remembered by the way: "By the way, your wife's lungs are infected with dark poison, and she may not live long, but if you are willing to follow me, I can cure it." she."

Kiria screamed: "How can you threaten others with treatment!"

"I, I am willing!" John immediately threw himself at Camillo's feet, "As long as you can save her, I am willing to do anything!"

Someone came out hesitantly, "Can you really cure the dark poison?" Subconsciously, he already used honorifics involuntarily.

Camillo put his hand on John's shoulder, and then looked at the others with a smile on his face, "I can cure everyone, whether it's health or strength, just come and get what you want, and I will always treat mine kindly." believer."

On the other side, the vice-captain continued to fight. He had already defeated half of the soldiers in the squad. The rest of them were pale with fright, holding their swords tremblingly. Knowing that the chance of defeating a god is almost zero, some people who know the time began to kneel down and beg for mercy: "Your Majesty the Dark God, please let me follow you too!"

A young man with brown hair shouted, "What are you doing? If we surrender, he will kill us!"

Camillo stood up, looked at these people quietly for a while, and then said: "My dear vice-captain, leave that brown-haired boy, and kill all the others."

The man who received the order let out a loud cry, then rushed to the enemy without a trace of hesitation, and chopped off the soldiers' heads like a harvester.

Camillo stepped on the blood and walked towards the brown-haired boy in the middle.

It was a dissatisfied guy, he seemed on the verge of collapse, his face was covered with the blood of the people around him, "w-why did you let me go, I just- just didn't beg for mercy." He kept trembling and said.

Camillo stared at the boy, "What's your name?"

"...Jeremy."

Camillo tidied up the other party's hair patiently, which made the boy even more nervous, only to hear the man sigh, and a low but soft voice sounded in his ear, "You look a lot like a man I used to know people."

The ambiguous tone made Jeremy nervously move his Adam's apple up and down. There was a voice in his heart clamoring to live, to live. He was even ready to become a child prostitute. I heard that many people rely on this Survived on the battlefield, but at this moment, the man let go of him, twitched the corner of his mouth, turned and walked away, "Just kidding, I don't kill underage guys."

Camillo almost suppressed a smile and walked away, child molestation...what the hell, he has no interest in a young body.

He treated all the patients who were infected with dark poison according to the agreement. Fundamentally speaking, this was not a cure. He just took back the dark elements that belonged to him, and then he used these dark elements to build a huge cage, and put the zero level into a cage. in it.

"Are you satisfied now, is a spacious cage better than chains?"

Zero crawled in the cage, a pair of magnificent purple eyes stared at him with great aggrievedness: Who are you, why did you lock me up?

Camilo heard its voice as expected, but he didn't want to pay attention to it. It has reached such a point, but it can still be so timid and patient. It really is a disappointing ornamental dragon. When will it grow up? .

Zero stretched out his front paws and scratched the cage, begging him again: "Can you let me go, I'm going to find Camillo...

Camillo paused, then closed his eyes helplessly, "You still don't recognize me?"

Zero turned around in the cage, then tilted his head, obviously not understanding what he meant.

Camillo stared at it for a long time, and finally couldn't bear to admit defeat, "Damn it, I'm Camillo!"

Zero froze in an instant, with his mouth slightly open, and his wings half-closed, like a dragon-shaped statue. Only Camillo, who was familiar with it, knew that this was an expression of surprise.Then Zero brought his head closer again, sniffed hard, and shook his head very seriously: You are not him.

"Do you have to use smell to identify people? Can't you rely on appearance and voice!" This embarrassing situation is too tormenting.

Zero shrank back from being yelled at by him, and then carefully murmured in his heart: But people obviously look the same...

After a while, Kylia climbed up the hill to find Camilo, and saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground, behind a huge black cage, the fairy dragon shrank in it very aggrieved, and looked at Camilo carefully.

"Ka, we need to talk!" Kiriya's voice sounded very angry, "How can you lock up Zero, why do you use treatment as a threat to make those people worship you, and why do you block the royal city, this is not at all The you I know!"

"Zero can't recognize me anymore, so you can't recognize me either?" He looked down at the ground, his voice a little hoarse.

Kylia frowned, and said in a soothing tone: "Your smell has changed. This is really a very troublesome thing for dragon beasts."

"What about you, do you hate me too?"

"Ka... that's not what I meant." Kylia's voice softened, she put her arms around Camillo's shoulders, smiled and said, "At least the problem of dark poison is solved, and you survived , I am still happy for your coronation."

"You have no idea what I'm feeling right now, the tormenting feeling that I hear other people's inner conversations all the time, and the darkness inside me fighting me, either I control it or it controls I."

"I'm using the divine power left by Vanessa now. This power will become weaker and weaker. If I can't have my own believers immediately, I will quickly become weak and be swallowed by the darkness."

Kiria was stunned, the news was really hard for her to digest, "I thought God's power was endless, but I didn't expect..."

Camillo laughed in a low voice, but the smile gradually enlarged, and finally turned into a laugh with his head up: "Hahaha, you actually believed it, I'm teasing you, what kind of expression do you have, you are actually sympathizing with me?"

He continued to laugh, and left Kylia alone, "Hahaha, it's ridiculous that mortals actually sympathize with a god."

Kylia stared at his back, frowned slightly, then she opened the notebook she carried with her, and recorded the following line:

Extreme excitement, night, ten o'clock.