Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

Samir hid himself and looked over. The corridor was very long, with many rooms on both sides. Under the dim light, there were actually many orcs walking around.They were dressed in uniform, and judging from their dress and behavior, they were actually the army of the empire.

At this time, the group of orc soldiers was dragging an extremely thin orc forward. The orc had a pair of gray pointed ears, thin cheeks, and dull eyes, struggling only by instinct.He wailed weakly and miserably, tears kept falling, and the soldiers next to him were used to this scene, they just dragged him forward, stepped over the doors, and left dragging trails on the ground trace.

"I don't want to go, I don't want to go, let me go, let me go!"

A soldier led the way and even said impatiently, "Didn't you choose this yourself, Your Majesty?"

A hoarse scream came from the middle-aged orc's throat. He was dragged, his eyes staring forward, and suddenly collided with Samir's gaze.

Samir turned his head back and patted his chest.

Although the face was very different from the last time I saw it, Samir could still recognize that middle-aged orc man with his gray wolf ears and eyes. It was His Majesty the King.

How could His Majesty the King fall into this situation? He turned his head to look at the Eighteenth Prince. The Eighteenth Prince's expression was very ugly, and he pulled him back.

Samir held him down, and they slowly shrank into the back corner. Samir asked in a low voice, "Do you know that the former King is imprisoned here?"

The Eighteenth Prince whispered, "I have guessed this before, but..."

But actually seeing this scene still had a huge impact on him.

"Who locked him here." Samir and the eighteenth prince looked at each other for a moment, both of them had their own thoughts.

The Eighteenth Prince said slowly, "This temple was ordered by the current King, that is, my second brother."

Samir hummed, but the current His Majesty the King obeyed Noah's orders.

"Let's go and see what these soldiers are going to take him with." Samir took the Eighteenth Prince and waited outside for a while, finally finding an opportunity.The group of soldiers led the previous king into a room and left.

The cry of His Majesty the King soon came from the room, but gradually, the voice became weaker and weaker. Samir and the Eighteenth Prince stood at the door with the help of invisibility. There was a fence on the door. Looking through the fence, it wasn't just His Majesty the King in the room, there were actually two shamans in black robes.His Majesty the King was trapped on the stone slab, and the two shamans blocked their sight, unable to see clearly what they were doing.

But the content of their conversation came clearly.

"Number 62 is developing and developing well."

"I remember that No. 62 and No. 47 seem to come from the same maternal bloodline. Why do you have to make two identical ones?"

"Number 47 is dead."

"How did you die?"

"Don't ask if you don't know, anyway, 62 is definitely better than 47."

"If this continues, I don't know how long His Majesty can last..."

"Do your own thing."

Samir looked around the room, there was a transparent container inside which was soaked with thick and turbid liquid, and there was a cub inside. It looked like a gray wolf, but its face was very strange. Above, there is also a hose, which extends all the way to the stone slab. As His Majesty struggles, the hose is also shaking, making the cub in the liquid very disturbed.

"Why have I been struggling, add some medicine." One of the shamans said.

The Eighteenth Prince put his hand on the door and was about to rush in, but he forcibly suppressed his impulse.

He has always known that his father was imprisoned, but he didn't know that his father was going through these things... The brothers who suddenly appeared, the brothers who died inexplicably or disappeared had explanations, but even if he knew, what could he do? In this way, the eighteen princes at this time were full of fear and pain, as well as the sadness of being powerless to themselves.

After the former king in the room was drugged, he gradually calmed down. The eighteenth prince took a step back. He just wanted to leave here now.

Samir gave him a hand and said softly, "The cub in the container is Prince 62, right?"

The Eighteenth Prince opened his mouth. Although he didn't know those younger brothers very well, it was still hard for him to accept that his younger brother was born in this way.

Before he responded, a deep voice came from behind: "Yes."

Samir was startled, and the Eighteenth Prince turned their heads to look, and Nuo Exiu was standing behind them.

In the dim passage, Nuo Exiu stood there quietly with a mysterious smile on his face.

Outside the passage, a group of soldiers stood ready and pointed their weapons at them.

Nuo Exiu waved his hand, and the group of soldiers put down their weapons and left.He said to Samir: "Don't be so nervous. Didn't I say that you can go anywhere in the entire orc empire, including here."

Samir gave him a forced smile.

Two shamans heard the movement inside, and one of the shamans came out, saluted Noah, and looked at Samir and the others warily.

Nuo Exiu said, "It's okay, you can continue."

Only then did the shaman return to the room apprehensively and continue his work.

Nuo Xiu took Samir's hand and said, "I've finished what I should see, let's go, there's nothing else to watch."

Nuo Exiu pulled Samir out as if no one was there, and from the beginning to the end, he didn't even look inside at His Majesty the former king.When we got outside, the sky was approaching dusk, and the sky was dyed a bright red.

There was a carriage outside, not the one that Samir and the others took when they came over, but the one that Nuo Xiu often used when he went out.

Nuo Exiu helped Samir into the carriage, and the Eighteenth Prince also sat on it in a daze. He used to think that Nuo Exiu was very dangerous. He had indirectly understood some things that the fourth brother did, but he had never felt it so intuitively. Nuo Exiu never cared about the royal blood, he didn't have any feelings, and used all of them as tools, including his father.

Nuo Exiu lowered the car curtain, and only a thin layer of red spread through the car curtain into the spacious compartment.

The Eighteenth Prince sat in the corner, and Nuo Exiu sat down next to Samir, playing with his fingers, and said, "This is just an experiment on mutated blood."

The Eighteenth Prince moved his lips, but did not speak.

Instead, he had nothing to ask, and all the answers were just to confirm his conjecture.

Nuo Exiu continued: "The reason why the experiment was set under the Holy Blood Temple is because the father once believed in the Holy Blood Church."

The Eighteenth Prince silently turned his face away.

For the orc empire, the royal family has always believed in the god of orcs, the god of war, and the god of ice and snow.These three have always been the mainstream beliefs, and there is no conflict with each other.The Orc Empire has a complex and unique belief environment, where the churches have always been in a state of checks and balances, and the royal family will never allow any church to dominate.

But His Majesty the previous King believed in the Church of Sacred Blood.

"Father, he is a weak and incompetent king." Nuo Exiu said lightly: "The Orc Empire is in his hands, and the national power is gradually weakening. He is lustful and greedy for money. He didn't do anything, but he still has his own ambitions. There is a man who claims to be a god. The apostles of the Church of Blood came to him and said that to improve the blood of the royal family through a certain method, all he needed was an experimental product, and the merits in this age would be beneficial in the future, as long as he succeeded, it would be enough to make him famous forever."

"I can't say whether the experiment was successful or not. In the end, it was a monster with a mutated blood like me. However, my father listened to the words of the Church of Sacred Blood, regarded the Church of Sacred Blood as a standard, publicized it, and announced that the Church of Sacred Blood was ruled by the royal family. The fourth church recognized."

"In short, the Church of Sacred Blood developed rapidly and oppressed the space for other churches to exist. For a while, many citizens joined the Church of Sacred Blood under the coercion of force, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction. This church was originally just a little-known church. It's just a small church, I didn't expect the father to carry them to this level."

"The Church of Sacred Blood has done a lot of blaming things. They wantonly abducted many females of different bloodlines to provide for the father to raise more children... Some people reported their harm to the father, but were killed by the Sacred Blood Church. King Father couldn't hear the voices of the ministers and the people, and was obsessed with creating a better bloodline, but he failed many times."

When Nuo Exiu said this, he put his cheek with one hand and said: "The only one with mutated blood was me, but I was crazy and stupid at the time, and then my father had an idea to call adventurers with a lot of money, maybe they can Solve my problem."

Samir said hoarsely, "Then I came, didn't I."

"That's right, and what I didn't expect was that you actually solved my problem. By accident, the Church of Divine Blood achieved its goal and got a successful test product. Since then, the Church of Divine Blood The forces in the orc empire became more and more rampant, and it was not until the father abdicated and the second brother became the new king that the Church of Sacred Blood was suppressed."

Nuo Exiu blinked at the Eighteenth Prince, with a smile on his face: "Generally speaking, I am actually fulfilling my father's dream now. Since he wants more blood, he should give birth by himself. The lower part of the church must also be in line with his idea. There are indeed some mutant bloodlines, but the quality is relatively poor, and the father needs to work harder."

He said the last sentence with some regret, Samir listened and thought for a moment.In this story, Nuo Exiu was the test subject. He didn't say a word about what happened before Samir came or after Samir left.

Samir still remembered what he saw in his memory. Noah, who had just woken up and was weak, was dragged away, where the apostles of the Church of Sacred Blood and His Majesty the King were waiting for him.

Today's scene is almost exactly the same as that memory.

Samir sighed slightly, he leaned against the car wall and closed his eyes.

This is the origin of the hatred between His Majesty the King and Nuo Exiu, and it is not a matter of outsiders...

But the Eighteenth Prince couldn't say anything that had nothing to do with me. After all, one was his elder brother and the other was his father.

After Nuo Exiu finished explaining, he asked Samir, "Why didn't you go to the arena today?"

Samir said: "I went, but I don't have a game today."

Nuo Exiu hummed, and then said, "I'll go to the next game, okay?"

"Okay." Samir readily agreed.

After this incident, Samir still went to the arena to participate in the competition every day. The Eighteenth Prince was no longer as happy as before, and he was sad every day, not knowing what he was thinking.Samir understood him very well, and said that he didn't have to accompany him anymore, but the eighteenth prince naturally refused.

Later, Nuo Exiu also came to the arena several times. Even with him watching, Samir's performance was no problem. With the increased combat experience over time, Samir can directly reach the finals even without using the dragon's power and magic.

On the day of the final, the sky began to snow.

It often snowed in the Beastman Empire, and there were always snow stains on the ground, and it was extremely cold that day.Nuo Exiu put down the glass of blood wine, and hurriedly said to Samir: "I have to deal with it in advance, but I will definitely come to the final."

Samir was holding the blood wine, which exuded a faint aroma, and he said, "Okay."

Nuo Exiu left, and before the Eighteenth Prince came in, Samir slowly poured the cup of blood into the potted plant by the window.

The red soil absorbed the blood wine and became even redder, and the potted branches instantly showed a little bright red veins.

The Eighteenth Prince stood behind him and asked, "Let's go?"

Samir knocked on the wine glass, made a crisp sound, and said, "Let's go."

They got into the carriage, which drove more slowly today because of the snow.Samir put on the white mask, went backstage, and won a few more matches later, even against the Blood Lion. After entering the finals, the popularity of the white mask recovered, and even attracted more attention than before.

The one who received the same attention as him was the Nether Snake.

The staff member said to Samir with a complicated expression: "Do you know who is the other finalist?"

Samir: "Ghost Snake?"

"How do you know?" The staff didn't care, and said, "So, you played against him in today's final. Speaking of which, you and him happened to be right. This is the third time, and you won the first two times." If there is a loss, this time it happens to be the final..."

Samir buttoned up his mask, raised his sword and said, "Will there be any special rewards for winning the final?"

Staff: "Naturally there will be many rewards in the arena, and the most important thing is that you can meet the members of the royal family."

Samir clicked his tongue, and before going on the field, the staff secretly said to him: "You must win, I bet a lot of money on you."

"Don't worry." Samir said, "I can't lose twice on one person."

He came onto the stage with a sword in his hand, and the Nether Snake slowly came up. The audience first cheered, and then gradually fell into silence.

After all, it was the final, and the outcome at this time deeply affected their hearts and wallets.

Samir looked up at the viewing platform, where besides the eighteen princes, Nuo Exiu also came, and beside them, His Majesty the King was sitting.

Samir rushed forward with his sword in hand.

Compared with before, the Nether Snake became stronger again. When Samir passed by him, he could smell the faint smell of blood on his body.This battle was longer than any previous one, and it was also more exciting than before. The black mist once again enveloped the field, and the Nether Snake was hidden in the black mist and completely disappeared.

All the spectators were eager to see the situation in the arena clearly. They looked forward, and after a while, they saw Samir flying up from the black mist. He swung his sword, and countless white sword lights lit up from behind him. , around him as the center, and then smashed to the ground, covering every inch of the ground without leaving any gaps.

The Youming Snake was forced to appear in the sword rain, Samir flew down, the silver sword light split the black mist like lightning, he stabbed the Youming Snake, the sword body broke with a sound, the skin scales of the Youming Snake shone with light, Samir dropped the sword directly, a blue lightning flashed in the palm of his hand, and struck directly at close range.

The Phantom Snake's pupils dilated, and Samir was no longer limited to ordinary attack methods, all kinds of magic were thrown at him.There was lightning and thunder in the field for a while, mixed with wind blade rain and snow, the Nether Snake could only retreat steadily.

The Nether Snake half-kneeled on the ground, most of his body was wounded, Samir slowly landed in front of him, and said, "Admit defeat."

The Nether Snake was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "You are not an orc."

Samir: "It's normal for you to lose to me, don't take it to heart."

The Nether Snake looked at his hands: "Even if you change your bloodline, it won't work, you haven't even exerted your full strength yet."

Samir: "Are you not reconciled?"

The Nether Snake shook his head, he didn't feel much about winning or losing, and said lightly: "But in this case, I am very worried about that plan. And I don't understand why you are trapped by him since you are so powerful."

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