Chapter 400 Undefeated Three
“Your Highness Ivan, your move can indeed effectively prevent the two sides from meaningless fighting, thereby retaining each other’s strength to fight against the northern barbarians and sea barbarians...”
< br>At this time, a bearded soldier commander holding a helmet spoke and said in a solemn tone.
"But will the rebels agree to your proposal?"
"No need to worry about it." The tall and strong second prince smiled lightly. "As early as when the armistice agreement was signed, I sent an envoy to negotiate with Joseph Sigamali, the Lord of Longdong City..."
"They didn't want their warriors to suffer too much, so they readily agreed to use the 'Battle Ceremony' to decide the outcome of this war."
"That's it." The bearded captain nodded. said.
Soon, everyone started talking.
Rather than going to war and sending troops to attack the rebellious city-states, more than half of them preferred the plan of His Highness the Second Prince.
There are two hundred city-states in the Doro Kingdom, and rebels occupy a quarter of them. Based on the number of the opponent's city-states, both sides only need to send a hundred warriors each to fight in a battle.
This loss is completely acceptable.
What's more, everyone here has great confidence in their own warriors. It may be difficult for the rebels to take the lead in the "Klein Colosseum" and win the war.
"Your Highness Ivan, may I ask, do we have candidates for the two warriors from King Klein's City who will participate in the war?"
Texel, who was standing next to Gilan, said in a deep voice. asked.
Hearing this, everyone also looked at the second prince, who was bathing in the sunshine on the high platform.
Ivan took a deep look at Texel and nodded.
"Of course we have a candidate." He said calmly. "Since I personally proposed this plan, I should also express it... My father and brother have left one after another. I am afraid that some people will question the strength of my royal family."
The second prince paused for a moment and then said:
“So I decided to send two members of the royal family as warriors to participate in this ‘battle ceremony’.”
“Idrissa, Ilig, are you two willing to fight for me? Fighting for the royal family? ”
As soon as the words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.
The two young men standing in the royal team were both startled, and then their faces turned pale and they broke out in cold sweat.
In an instant, the scene fell into silence.
Because the two people named by Ivan were his biological brothers, the third prince and the fourth prince.
Everyone looked at each other and seemed to have guessed His Highness Ivan’s plan...
Logically speaking, when the eldest prince died of illness, Ivan Klein, as the second heir, should inherit the throne.
But he was obviously merciless, and was prepared to eliminate the only two remaining "competitors" without giving any chance to ensure that he would become the King of Doro 100%.
On the other hand, His Majesty Augustus died on the front leg, and the eldest prince died on the back leg. It was really strange... But everyone present was not stupid and did not question this.
Even if they knew that His Highness the Second Prince did it, what could they do? What's more, there is no evidence yet!
"Brother Wang, you..."
Third Prince Idrissa gritted his teeth and spoke with a trembling voice, a hint of pleading in his tone.
Unexpectedly, Ivan turned around, stared at his two younger brothers, and asked:
"What? Are you unwilling to fight for my royal family? Do you want me to take action personally..."
Ivan said, shaking his head in disappointment.
"That's right...Although I will succeed to the throne, if I die in the Colosseum, you can also become the king."
"No, Brother Wang."
Fourth Prince Yilig quickly explained.
"It's just that our talents are mediocre and our weapons are sparse. If we join the war, we may embarrass our father..."
"No, you will embarrass your father if you don't go."
Ivan sounded indifferent.
"Outsiders will only say that the Klein royal family is greedy for life and fear of death, and I am afraid they have lost their fearless spirit and glory."
Hearing this, Idrissa and Ilig's faces were ashen. They knew that once they participated in the war, they might not be able to come back alive...
While everyone remained silent.
A deep male voice sounded:
"Your Highness Ivan, I volunteer to participate in the 'Battle Ceremony' and enter the 'Klein Colosseum' to fight on behalf of the two princes."
Everyone heard the sound and looked around, only to see a handsome man with wheat complexion, strong muscles and perfect body shape, taking a step forward.
This man is none other than the commander of the First Corps, Tessel Eugene.
"Texel." Ivan looked down at the man with an impatient tone. "Although you have good military power, why do you have to fight on behalf of the royal family?"
"I know that you were close to Idrissa and Ilig in the past, but this is not the time for you to show off your power. "Step back!"
Texel said nothing, did not retreat or refute, he just raised his head and stared at the second prince on the high platform.
When Ivan saw this, his expression became even colder.
"Your Highness, there is something that should not be said. After all, it involves the secrets of the Klein royal family..."
At this time, the red-robed priests in the "Scar Cathedral" came together , the rickety old man headed by him suddenly spoke.
On his wrinkled face, his eyes narrowed, and an inexplicable look flashed through his cloudy eyes.
“But for the future of the Dora Kingdom, maybe I should speak out.”
"Oh?" Ivan turned his head to look and said in a slower tone: "High Priest Atela, if you have anything to say, please speak directly." The blood of the Rhine royal family, he is the illegitimate son left behind by the late King Augustus..."
The high priest hissed.
“When he was still a baby, he failed to pass the examination at the ‘Scar Cathedral’ and was abandoned in the deep valley because of his frailty. However, he was taken in and raised by Priest Filippo.”
“Who? I didn’t expect that this little baby who could only live for a few months would have such great talent and will... Not only has he grown up healthily to this day, but he also has good martial arts and even became the first regiment of our Kingdom of Doro. Long.”
"We all made a mistake..."
High Priest Atela sighed with emotion and shook his head.
After hearing his words, everyone present was shocked.
Captain Texel...
Is he also a prince? !
Ivan's face froze as he stood on the high platform.
He looked straight at Texel with an incredible look.
Even Texel himself shrank his pupils.
No one present doubted the words of the high priest.
Because the "Scar Cathedral" is the state religion, its status is equal to that of the royal family. As the high priest, Atela has extremely high prestige, and it is impossible for him to tell such a big lie.
"It turns out they are my brothers..."
Ivan suddenly laughed.
He spread his arms and spoke in a friendly tone.
"Texel, I am very happy to hear this news. Then you will take the place of your two brothers and participate in the 'Battle Ceremony'. I believe that with your ability, it will be easy to win the championship, and you can also win the championship for I, the Klein royal family, will strive for glory.”
“When you return victorious, I will personally crown you with honors and grant you a territory!”
Although he said this, Gilan was still keenly aware of the vigilance and fear flashing in Ivan's eyes.
Obviously, Texel is a far greater threat to Ivan's status than the third and fourth princes.
‘In this “battle ceremony”, Ivan will never let Texel go easily. He will definitely interfere with it and strangle him in the Colosseum. ’
Jilan secretly thought.
Texel was still shocked by his life experience, and he responded in an emotionless tone:
"Yes, Your Highness Ivan."
"By the way..." The second prince thought of something else and looked around. "According to the rules, Klein will send two candidates, and Texel only has one of you." Ivan turned around, half-smiling.
"Idrissa, Ilig, why don't you discuss it and see who will accompany Texel on the stage?"
The third prince and the fourth prince They looked at each other with shame on their faces.
Neither of them wants to die, but they don't want to frame the other.
“I volunteer to follow Captain Texel.”
At this time, Gilan took a step forward and walked to Texel’s side. The latter looked at him in surprise.
"You are..." Ivan raised his brows, and the impatience in his eyes became stronger. "The deputy commander of the First Corps, Gilan Iros?"
He couldn't understand that he originally just wanted to use this to get rid of his two younger brothers, but someone always jumped out one by one to disturb him. plan.
Forget about Texel. Since he has Klein's bloodline, he can definitely threaten his status. It would be best to send him out to die.
But this little-known guy actually came to get involved?
"Gilan and I grew up together, we are brothers, and his strength is equally impressive."
At this time, Texel looked directly at Ivan on the high platform and said loudly.
“I believe that together, the two of us can defeat all the heroes in the ‘Battle Ceremony’ and finally win the championship for Klein!”
"To win this war, Jilan and I will go all out!"
Ivan was silent for a few seconds, and finally smiled.
"In this case, I wish you success..."
Hearing this, the third prince and the fourth prince breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads as if they were saved. .
At the same time, the two of them cast grateful glances at Texel and Gillan.
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Three days later.
Doro Kingdom, the royal capital is Klein.
Near the palace hall, in a spectacular huge ring-shaped building, more than 60% of the residents of the royal city gathered.
There are also many Doro people from other city-states.
Tens of thousands of men and women gathered in the "Klein Colosseum", and the seats were almost full.
In the turbulent scene, countless eyes fell on the center of the Colosseum, where two hundred strong men were standing in the open space.
These are strong men selected from various city-states by both the kingdom and the rebels. Just to compete for the championship and win the war.
Gilan and Texel were among them.
‘It’s not easy for anyone to come to the “Battle Ceremony”...’
Gilan looked around, observing the other contestants.
He developed his spiritual vision and combined it with the "guidance prompts" to judge the strength of these people. In the end, it was discovered that the weakest ones were all at the ultra-limit level.
There are many mystics among them who have already embarked on the "Path of the Fire Sword", but they are all spiral shells, growing with their flesh.
'There are 22 people who have been around for a long time, and there are still a few people whose spirituality cannot be clearly seen. They should be the same as Texel, belonging to the fifth level...'
Ji Lan's eyes narrowed.
‘The Kingdom of Doro is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and is worthy of its reputation as a country of warriors. ’
In the front row of the auditorium, the Klein royal family, the captains of each regiment, the ministers of the kingdom, celebrities, and the city lords of other city-states were all seated.
Everyone is looking forward to this grand fight.
Witness the end of the civil strife and the ascension of Ivan Klein to the throne.
Surrounded by the high priest Atela and several ministers, Ivan walked to the stone platform extending from the Colosseum auditorium, overlooking the two hundred warriors below.
He explained the rules loudly, encouraged everyone in a king's tone, and then announced the start of the battle.
The "Battle Ceremony" is divided into three rounds.
The first round of melee.
The melee lasted for half an hour, and those who survived participated in the second round.
The second round of fighting beasts.
Contestants will fight together with the released beasts, and there are restrictions on weapons and armor. The final survivor will enter the third round.
The last round is heads-up.
Two people are randomly selected to fight one-on-one, and the cycle repeats until the final champion is selected.
The rules are clear and concise.
Accompanied by a huge bell that resounded throughout the Colosseum——
Dang! !
Tens of thousands of men and women in the audience shouted excitedly, even stood up and waved their fists.
“Kill!!”
In an instant, two hundred powerful men dispersed on the field, working in pairs with their companions. While defending and avoiding, they were looking for A good target.
"Gilan, let's go over there."
Texel patted Gilan on the shoulder, pointed in the direction, and then stepped forward without looking back.
Jilan looked in the direction he pointed.
That is the lower right corner of the Colosseum. There is an open space under the nearly ten-meter high wall.
"Okay." Jilan responded simply and followed closely.
In this process, he has quietly started his "crazy state" and always maintains his strongest state.
The two of them went one behind the other, as fast as lightning.
But during this process, two men from the other team cut in midway and attacked with cold expressions.
One of the opponents was holding a big sword and the other was carrying a long-handled axe. They did not restrain their killing intent.
Texel was in front of Gilan and bore the brunt of the attack.
But he had no intention of stopping at all. He flicked the round shield on his left arm and blocked the incoming sword with a clang, and immediately thrust out the spear from his right hand.
There was a scream.
Gilan only saw a blurry afterimage, and then discovered that the opponent holding two swords had been stabbed through the throat by Texel.
This level 3 "warrior" was instantly killed by Texel in one glance!
At the same time, another person's long-handled ax whirled and danced, sweeping across.
Jilan stepped forward, stabbed out the Laughing Sword in his hand, and accurately hit the side of the axe.
Ding! !
Mars shot out, and the expression of the strong man holding the ax changed.
The rapier actually intercepted his own axe? !
And the terrifying force coming from it was so unbelievable that his hands were numb from it!
Ji Lan flicked his wrist and raised the flower basket cross sword to push the man's ax away.
He took a step forward, his figure flashed, and his long golden-red hair rose like a ray of sunset.
Pfft!
Jilan passed over the man's body, and the sword in his hand pierced the man's eyebrows, throat, and heart at the same time in the blink of an eye.
The strong man holding the ax plopped and fell in a pool of blood.
Gilan quickly took action and touched the bodies of the two blockers one after another. The colored numbers in his eyes jumped twice, from "10" which originally bottomed out, to "178" again.
(End of this chapter)