Chapter 353 My son Yeats has the qualities of an emperor! Stud is a Wisdom (7K)
Dark fog covers the island of Avalon.
The skeleton war horse stood in front of Yeats, the eye sockets on both sides of the metal mask burned with blue flames, and its breath flashed with silver arc lightning.
The knight in black armor sat upright on horseback, exuding the aura of death, his voice had a metallic texture, and said in a low voice:
“I once collected three swords. All swords are called "holy weapons" by people, and one of them is the golden sword [Ziu Vayus]. ”
Yeats's heart moved and he asked:
"Besides the Golden Sword, what are the other two swords?"
"The Sword in the Lake [Broken Steel], Eternal The sword [Durandel]," the King of Wild Hunt replied.
Yeats was slightly startled.
I am very familiar with the origins of these three swords!
The Sword in the Lake [Broken Steel] was King Arthur's sword in its previous life, also known as "Excalibur". It is a famous holy sword. The scabbard of the Broken Steel Sword is ten times more valuable than the blade and can restore the sword holder's injuries. .
The Sword of Eternity [Durandel], the sword of Roland, the first paladin in history, is also known as the Sword of Immortality. No matter what kind of trauma it suffers, it can be restored instantly.
The Golden Sword [Jiovaius], in the previous life, was the sword of Charlemagne, also known as the Golden Sword. According to legend, it was recast from the fragments of the Spear of Longinus. It has the power to influence fate. Power.
The above three swords were collectively known as the 'Three Holy Swords of Europe' in previous lives, and they were all once collected by the King of the Wild Hunt!
Yeats was thinking wildly.
You don’t also have a big move like ‘King’s Treasure House’, right? Throwing dozens of rare swords with one wave of his hand?
"The Broken Steel Sword is sleeping at the bottom of Avalon's Lake...but..."
The King of the Wild Hunt pulled the reins and looked back at the Avalon Lake at the end of the black mist, slowly He said slowly:
"I have lost the qualifications to be the Emperor of the People, and the Sword in the Lake will not regain its luster in my hands."
The dull voice coming from under the helmet, With a hint of sigh.
"For now, let the Sword in the Lake continue to sleep until the next human emperor is born."
Yeats was slightly startled, his eyes puzzled, and asked:
"Human Emperor? What kind of strong person is qualified to be called Human Emperor? A king of a country should not be qualified to receive such a title?"
"Since he is Human Emperor, he must represent the entire human race and be superior to others. Elves, orcs, dwarves, demons and other powerful foreigners!”
The King of the Wild Hunt had a hint of pride in his tone, then shook his head slightly and returned to the topic:
"Now, it's not time to talk to you about this yet, let's talk about what happened just now..."
Yeats rubbed his chin, thoughtfully.
The Human Emperor should be compared to existences such as the Elf King and the Orc Chief.
The elves are noble and arrogant, focusing on nobility and blood. The Elf King not only has the noblest bloodline, but is also the most powerful elf. His elegance and strength represent the entire elves. Coupled with the natural longevity of the elves, a generation of elf kings may rule for thousands of years.
The Human Emperor changes relatively quickly. Alexander, Lorraine, Solomon... There should be many humans in Zhongting Continent who have received the title of "Human Emperor". This may also be related to the short lifespan of humans.
However, what does the King of the Wild Hunt mean when he says that he has lost the qualifications to be the Human Emperor?
Yeats stared closely at the King of the Wild Hunt's helmet until the King of the Wild Hunt couldn't hold himself back and said in a deep voice:
"What are you thinking about?"
< br>"I'm thinking, there won't be skeletons or ghosts under your armor, right?"
"Haha, ghosts...maybe."
The King of the Wild Hunt laughed hoarsely, and his tone gradually became serious.
"Perhaps...I am indeed a ghost who has survived to this day because of my obsession..."
The atmosphere became a little solemn, and Yeats also understood that it was not the right time to ask questions, so he secretly deduced.
Could the obsession of the King of the Wild Hunt be related to the Silver Dragon Queen?
Suddenly, countless speculations emerged in Yeats's mind.
Is it possible that you are also the King of Destruction? To resurrect your lover and suffer for thousands of years?
I have lost my love forever, my eyes are broken, my heart is already like a dead tree, it hurts, it hurts so much!
The King of the Wild Hunt seemed to be aware of Yeats's distraction, cleared his throat, and said:
"In the final analysis, you are the only one suitable to move freely in the material realm, so I ask you to... [Jiuvayus] Retrieve..."
"The golden sword [Jiuvayus] is stored in the Roland royal family. It contains secrets that I will defend to the death... This sword must not be allowed to fall into The hand of the Holy See!”
"Secret?" Yeats asked in surprise, "What secret is there in the golden sword?"
"The [Longinus Spear] cannot be allowed to appear again."
The King of the Wild Hunt said solemnly Said: "This will strengthen the power of fate again. When the time comes, At this time, even if you are beyond fate, you will still be bound by the thread of fate, and you can't help it!"
Yeats was stunned on the spot, and his mind suddenly flashed to the judgment on the dark bridge shrouded in darkness in the shadow world! Those words spoken by the angel Uriel to himself.
Destiny is not an illusory existence, but will eventually appear in a concrete form, that is, the 'doomsday'.
There are many other descriptions of the end of the world, such as the Day of Judgment, the Twilight of the Gods, but ultimately it is an irresistible power from fate.
Yeats was silent for a moment and said:
"I still don't understand... What does the Longinus gun have to do with fate?"
"The Longinus gun The blood stained by the saint is a spear used to judge sins. I once sealed it into the golden sword. Once the fragments in the golden sword are taken out by the Holy See, due to the principle of causality, the power of fate will be further enhanced, and the end will become It’s even harder to stop!” the King of Wild Hunt said seriously.
Yeats said in astonishment: "Prevent...the doomsday?"
"Yes, to prevent the doomsday, this is a mission I inherited."
The King of Wild Hunt said:
"Some people have tried it before and won a tragic victory, but they paid extremely hard At a painful price, countless gods fell, and the faith of the gods gradually withered, and a new era was ushered in, but...the end of the world , or the day of apocalypse will come again."
The King of the Wild Hunt raised his head, stared at the sky shrouded in gray mist, and said in a solemn voice:
"What we can do. ...just resist firmly...just like the gods of the past, who made unremitting efforts to welcome the end..."
The huge flow of information made Yeats froze on the spot, startled, and said in surprise:
"Wait, according to this, the essence of Ragnarok is actually an apocalypse... It is an event caused by fate. And the day of the apocalypse? "
Twilight of the Gods, this myth is actually quite strange.
The gods have predicted the coming of the end, and have made great efforts to achieve this, but they still fall in the catastrophe of Ragnarok.
But if this catastrophe is caused by the gods in the heaven now, then it is easy to understand... This is essentially a disaster caused by the old gods and the new gods fighting for power!
The belief in the old gods still remains on the continent.
The existence of Judgment Day is to completely purify the so-called heretics. Those who believe will live, and those who disobey will die.
Yeats hissed.
I have never respected the gods. When the end comes, won’t I just be left in the cold?
“Resisting fate is not fighting for faith, but fighting to live!”
The King of the Wild Hunt looked at Yeats and said:
"Before me, there were people who tried to fight against fate, but ultimately ended in failure, and existence was wiped out."
" I used to be the Human Emperor, now I'm the Wild Hunt, but it's hard To stop the torrent of fate."
"Fortunately... there is you, Yeats."
Yeats smiled bitterly: "I'm not even a saint, I'm just a little ant, just come here. Every holy land can crush me to death.”
"But four apostles have already fallen in your hands."
The King of Wild Hunt's tone suddenly became stern, saying:
"And, you have the Silver Sword! Back then, Even I couldn't get the recognition of this main artifact because I hesitated during the test! Sometimes I desperately want to leave, but I don't know that my fate has long been firmly tied to this world!"
< br>Yeats was startled.
The King of the Wild Hunt spoke faster and said:
"Precisely because you have the Silver Mistle Sword, you can act under the eyes of the heavens without worrying about being noticed by the gods. After all, this is how the mistletoe hid from the gods and became the weapon to kill the God of Light! "
"Now, it's your turn to take up arms, Yeats!"
The words of the King of the Wild Hunt were sonorous and powerful, with deep expectations.
Yeats rubbed his swollen forehead, trying to ignore the inflammatory words of the King of the Wild Hunt and collect his thoughts.
What is the purpose of the Holy See? Wait for the Day of Judgment to arrive and accumulate strength for the Day of Judgment. To do this, you need to obtain the Longinus Spear fragments in the Golden Sword [Jiavayus].
The King of the Wild Hunt wants to take back [Jiuvayus], but it is difficult for him to move in the material plane. In addition, I have the Silver Sword to disguise my identity, so he thought of letting me fight for [Jiuvayus].
Based on my current status as a person chosen by many gods, if I wait for the day of judgment and do nothing, I will definitely be regarded as the first rebel leader to be executed.
In this case, why not just imitate Lucifer... On the contrary!
Having said that, the fight against the Holy See and Heaven must be considered in the long term.
Right now, the six-ringed warriors from all over the continent will gather in the Royal Capital of Roland to compete for the crown of the Knights Conference.
The championship prize [Jiu Vayus] is a treasure that he must win.
And only the six-ring masters participated in the competition——
Yeats glanced at the magic gun Gayaberg in his hand, and the details of getting along with Skach in the film world came to his mind. His eyes were slightly stern.
I might not be able to win the championship!
“Don’t worry, I had planned to go to the Roland Knights Conference to compete.” Yeats nodded and said, “The golden sword [Juvaius] you mentioned, I will do my best to use it. Bring it back!”
The King of the Wild Hunt nodded slightly, suddenly froze for a moment, and said:
"What did you say? You were planning to go to the competition?"
"Yes, because long before you, I already promised Lionheart that I would go to the competition. ." Yeats said calmly, "Just in time, two tasks were completed at the same time!"
The King of Wild Hunt: "..."
Then why did I waste so much time just now? What is it for...
"By the way, adoptive father!" Yeats coughed lightly and said, "I have something else that I want to ask you for!"
If you have something to do, you will call your adoptive father, but if you have nothing to do, just stop calling him?
The King of the Wild Hunt glanced sideways, saw the friendly smile on Yeats's face, shook his head and said:
"Tell me!"
"About [Nibo] "Dragon Root Ring", how much do you know?" Yeats asked tentatively.
"The Ring of the Nibelungs?" the King of the Wild Hunt asked in surprise, "Why do you ask this?"
Seeing the reaction of the King of the Wild Hunt, Yeats wondered: "Is there a curse on this thing? ? ”
“It is not a matter of curse, it is a matter of thousands of years of struggle between hell and heaven!”< br>
The King of the Wild Hunt said solemnly: "It was once an artifact used by the gods to control giants. Later it fell into the hands of the heavens and was used by them to control demons."
"Even The previous Hell Demons were unable to break free from the control of the Nibelung Ring and were forced to serve the Human Emperor.”
"To this day, this ring should still have the power to control demons. I guess that the Nibelung Ring is still in the hands of the apostles."
The King of the Wild Hunt paused and looked at Yeats, The tone was strange: "You wouldn't think Are you planning on getting this ring?"
"I'm just curious..." Yeats said thoughtfully, "According to my inference, this ring is probably in the hands of the healing angel Gabriel. .”
Curious? This excuse is too perfunctory!
The King of the Wild Hunt shook his head, but there was also a trace of surprise in his heart and asked:
"How did you make your judgment?"
"Teacher Skach told me that the Nibelung Ring and King Solomon's Ring are actually the same one."
Yeats said: " The Ring of King Solomon was originally given to the Human Emperor Solomon by Gabriel, one of the three apostles, and the price was..."
"The price was the Human Emperor's soul." Wild Hunt. The king sneered, "The soul of the strong is extremely precious."
"I was entrusted by someone to investigate the Nibelung Ring, so I asked you for advice." Yeats said, "If you If you know anything else..."
"In my early years, like you, I inquired about the whereabouts of the Nibelung Ring, because after all, it is one of the ten main artifacts and has power that is far beyond the reach of the Sword in the Lake."
Crazy. The King of Hunting muttered:
"As for what I know...the Ring of the Nibelungs and the Hammer of the Storm are both made by the same dwarf master craftsman and are forged from a metal called [Magic Gold]."
“Magic gold, a metal that has special properties, can be extracted The energy contained in other metals is stored and used by it, so the Nibelung Ring has the magical effect of 'turning stone into gold', and even epic weapons are vulnerable to the Storm Hammer."
"Hell Demon's The tokens, the seven demonic artifacts, are also made of magic gold. In addition, the Nibelung Ring is bound to be short of energy. If the heaven wants to restore the power contained in the 'Nibelung Ring', it will inevitably use the demonic artifact. idea.”
With that said, the King of the Wild Hunt looked at Yeats and suggested:
"If you want to investigate the Nibelung Ring, you might as well take a long way first and start with the demonic ritual artifacts. You might gain something. ”
The seven demon gods of hell each have their own representative ritual weapons, such as the Blood King Spear, which represents the jealous demon god.
Yeats had a vague premonition that during this trip to the Roland Knights Conference, not only would he encounter masters sent by the Holy See, but there would also be undercurrents from the forces of hell.
The Demon God of Hell does not pay attention to faith, but uses desire as the source of power. In addition, humans are a race where desire is greater than faith. This is due to nature, so the Demon God will be incarnated in the human world much easier than the apostle.
"The Nibelung Ring has the power to control the devil..." Yeats thought to himself: "Then if I get the Nibelung Ring, wouldn't I be able to control the devil to work for me?"
The Lord of the Rings has a curse and must be destroyed. It does not exist... Yeats thought of the plot of "The Lord of the Rings" and secretly thought... When the Lord of the Rings is in my hands, it is my treasure!
Yeats made up his mind to wait until the domestic situation stabilized before heading to the Kingdom of Roland.
First, participate in the Knights Conference and compete for the championship prize, the golden sword [Jiavayus].
Second, investigate the whereabouts of [The Ring of the Nibelung].
Currently, Yeats has the quasi-grandmaster-level spearmanship trained by Skach, Queen of the Shadow Realm, and the blessing of Avalon. Looking at the entire continent, he is also the top powerhouse.
Calculating the time, the time for the Moonlight Divine Selection Ceremony is not far away.
If you can bear the inheritance of the two divine choices of Dark Night and Moonlight, and at the same time use the two major schools of Dark Night and Moonlight freely...
Even if it is the top competition in the continent, you will be able to win the championship with ease!
"I understand."
Yeats looked at the black-armored man on the skeleton horse and said solemnly:
"Father, you can go on your way with peace of mind!"
The King of the Wild Hunt choked on his words.
This boy will really trouble me!
The King of Wild Hunt coughed and talked about the reward:
"As long as you can complete this important task, I will teach you how to use [Crazy Armor]."
"Crazy armor?"
Yeats was slightly startled, and then his eyes lit up.
“Seriously?!”
[Frenzy Armor], the top blessing in the Wild Hunt genre, has the effect of summoning the phantom of the demon wolf Fenrir to devour him and cover himself with a layer of berserker armor.
Previously, when fighting against the divine beast Lemuel, the King of the Wild Hunt temporarily lent the eternal spear ‘Gangnir’ to Yeats.
But because Yeats could not bear the divinity of ‘Gangnir’, he used a [Crazy Armor] to bless him as an intermediary to bear the divinity.
Armor, coupled with transformation, is a man's romance.
Yeats has longed for the blessing of [Crazy Armor] for a long time, but he is not strong enough and does not know how to speak to his adoptive father.
Now that he is a strong man in the sixth ring, his adoptive father proposed to bestow this blessing on him, which undoubtedly made Yeats happy!
“Don’t be too happy too soon.”
The King of Wild Hunt warned: “Although the crazy armor can greatly enhance one’s combat power, it will also continue to erode the host’s vitality! "
"It doesn't matter if you eat away your vitality, I just got Avalon's blessing."
Yeats smiled and said: "If that doesn't work, eat some food stewed by the imperial monster. , the energy and blood consumed will be replenished!”
The King of the Wild Hunt was stunned for a moment.
With his culinary attainments, he does have the confidence to say this!
"Then, after the duel conference ends, I will find a way to meet you again..."
Black mist rolled, lightning and thunder thundered, and the King of the Wild Hunt rode a skeleton horse and volleyed into the sky. Leap, escape high into the sky, echoing with his deep voice full of expectation.
"I believe in your future...Yeats...you even have the potential to become the Emperor of Humanity!"
The strong wind and black mist disappeared together, and the scent of wild hunting gradually dissipated.
Yeats looked up at the sky, feeling strange.
Accidentally, I asked you to plant a flag again...
My son Yeats, does he look like a human emperor?
The surrounding black fog gradually dissipated, Yeats shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind, and searched for the whereabouts of Lionheart and Theresa.
Soon, the three of them met again in front of the teleportation array filled with spatial fluctuations.
The black mist blocked each other's sight. The Lionheart King knew nothing about the conversation between Yeats and the King of the Wild Hunt. When talking about what had just happened, his face was heavy and he said:
"The King of the Wild Hunt...how did he break into this realm?"
"Let me explain."
Water mist spread from the lake. Come, condensed into the elegant and beautiful image of Vivian, the fairy in the lake.
She was wearing a lake blue dress, her slender hands were placed on the backs of her hands, her clear eyes were staring at the direction where the black mist dispersed, and she said softly:
"On the body of the King of the Wild Hunt, there are traces of the old master. , so he can rush in here..."
"Old Master?"
Lion The King of Heart frowned slightly and said: "Are you talking about Lorraine?"
Vivian nodded and said: "He seems to know this field very well, and even the loopholes in the field are very clear. Clear, but don’t worry, I have fixed the loophole and this will not happen again.”
"Lorraine..." Lionheart murmured to himself, "Legend has it that he was betrayed by his henchmen and fell into death..."
"However, you don't have to worry like this. "
The late old man did not look at Yeats, but stared at the blonde princess in a white dress, and said:
"Because...the one beside you is not Lancelot on the lake, but It's Gawain on the white horse..."
Lancelot is widely known for his affair with the queen.
Gawain is the origin of the term "Prince Charming".
Teresa knew the origin of these two allusions very well. She subconsciously glanced at the young knight beside her, her heart beat faster, and then she nodded gracefully and said calmly:
" I will remember your teachings, Father."
Leave the teleportation array.
It was late at night when we returned to the Royal Astrology Building.
Starlight falls from the octagonal dome.
Teresa supported the Lionheart King. The old king could not hide his fatigue on his face and waved his hands:
"I won’t see you off, Yeats..."
Yeats also needed to go back and digest the improvement brought by [Blessing of Avalon], nodded and said:
"Your Majesty, please rest early."
Looking at Yeats's retreating back, Teresa asked softly:
"Father, there are many long-established masters in the Knights Conference...Why do you think more highly of Yeats than of Colin?"< br>
The Lionheart King laughed dumbly and gently stroked Theresa's head. He did not answer, but said gently:
"You still have a lot to learn..."
A trace of sadness flashed across the Lionheart King's eyes.
However, I can no longer teach you...
The sadness was fleeting, and the Lionheart King's body seemed a little thin in the cold wind, and he said softly:
"It's night, go back. "
Teresa nodded and held the old king's hand. It was the first time she noticed that her father's figure had become so stooped.
But the hand holding my own was so strong, so warm, so...reluctant.
The night is like a curtain.
The stars are vast.
The stars are turning, at dawn.
A gorgeous shooting star streaked across the night sky.
A rising star shines brightly.
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Wick Harbor.
The night is dark and the candlelight is flickering.
Thomas, who had gained weight, leaned on the recliner, took a bite of a biscuit with cheese, and drank it with a sip of wine, letting out a sigh of relief.
“Isn’t this what the king eats?”
"Are you kidding me?"
In the shadows, Duke Lannister straightened his back, wiped the gem-encrusted dagger with a handkerchief, and said coldly:
"Don't change the subject anymore. , what are you thinking about joining hands with me?"
"You are the one kidding me, Your Excellency," Thomas said helplessly, "I am in Wake Harbor, sharing a family relationship with my child. Le, why do you still come to persuade me?”
“Because you have a grudge against Yeats”
"Duke Honeysuckle has been kind to me," Thomas corrected.
Duke Lannister narrowed his eyes: "Then don't you want to repay him?"
Thomas was silent for a moment, put down the wine glass, and said with a serious look on his fat face:
"Then, let me tell you directly."
"I am all ears." Duke Lannister smiled.
"You are no match for Duke Honeysuckle." Thomas said coldly, "Even if you and Duke Vic were put together, they wouldn't be able to make waves this time!"
Lannister wiped his dagger and said calmly. Question: "Why?"
"First, I have experienced Yeats's strength. No one can match it among the five-ring heroes. I suspect that he has started "Secondly, Yeats's teacher, named Candela, is the most promising person on the entire continent to achieve the Holy Realm!" Thomas asked, "Don't you know?" To the smoke of the new era? Candela must be the leader of the new era!"
Lannister was silent for a moment and said coldly:
"Of course I smell it, Your Excellency Duke, the era of knights is over, and the truth will be within the range of the cannon!"
"The reason why I purchased the magic cannon and the emperor-level magic crystal at all costs is because Welcome the changes of the new era!"
"What's the use of the magic cannon? Will Master Sixth Ring not run away?" Thomas sneered, "What you should consider more is the issue of the heir, Your Majesty. Once I succeed to the throne, won’t I take action against you?”
“That’s why I should support your majesty’s nephew. The Roland Kingdom will also send Master Sixth Ring to help me achieve my goal... What about you? ? Thomas, do you really have no complaints?" Duke Lannister encouraged.
Thomas fell into silence, staring at the wine glass on the table. The terrifying scene of the Moon River falling appeared in front of his eyes, and a chill spread from his head to the soles of his feet.
Finally, Thomas sighed.
"I'd better eat some cheese. Do you want a piece?"
Seeing Thomas's attitude, Duke Lannister's eyes gradually became cold and said:
"Master Harper of the Astrology House is a centrist, and will support whoever ascends the throne; I have the blood of Fred the Great, and the Sun Fighting Lion will not take action against me; I have my own way to deal with Colin and Nelson... ..."
"As for the most famous royalist, Yeats Brondi, he is only a young man of seventeen years old."
"Even if it is true, as you said, that he is attacking the sixth ring realm, can he really be promoted to the sixth ring?"
Thomas hesitated to speak.
He actually said this just to scare Duke Lannister.
The seventeen-year-old Sixth Ring Master is indeed a bit fanciful!
"Then, I'll take my leave first." Duke Lannister stood up, his back blending into the night, "No need to see you off!"
Thomas rubbed his double chin, his eyes were thoughtful, and he called:
"Come here, bring a pen and paper!"
Calvin walked out from behind the screen and looked at Thomas who was writing furiously. He said in surprise:
"Father, do you want to...send it to Morning Frost Ridge?"
Thomas raised the parchment and admired the content of the informant letter. He was satisfied. Nod:
"Study is a kind of wisdom!"
......
(End of this chapter)