Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 327 The Demon Dragon Comes
In the year 430 and [-] of the divine calendar, spring!
The rain in early spring has just washed the sky. In the long winter, the land that has been sleeping for more than five months is slowly recovering.

The melted snow on the glacier flows gently into the human world, nourishing the stiff earth.

From the depths of the distant mountains, there was an occasional roar, which was the sound of huge ice breaking.

The bears hiding in the tree holes and the wolves crawling together in the snow all used their ears to listen to the sound of the earth, and then woke up from the hazy dream.They run quickly, migrating towards the safe places in their memory... even if they haven't had time to store enough food and fat.

The mountains and forests began to become noisy.

Last year there was more snow than ever, squeezed thicker.

This also means that as the temperature gradually rises, a large amount of snow will melt into water, and then along the river...even in the low-lying mountains and forests, it will pour all the way and merge into the plain.

If not prepared in advance, it will be a huge disaster.

Some people say that a wise ruler should at least know that when there is a drought, he must prevent locust plagues.After a too long winter, it is necessary to prepare for flood control after the beginning of spring.

And Theobit VII is obviously not a wise monarch.

Only a relatively small piece of his land remained, relying on the 'help' of orcs and elves to barely support the country's army.

Of course, in exchange, he needs to lead his army to do things for the orcs and elves that they are not suitable for.

For example, plundering the population of other countries and selling them to orcs as slaves.

Another example is to kidnap some well-known craftsmen, artists, and writers and send them to the elves.

Under the persecution of the elves, craftsmen, artists and writers had to give up all their leisure time and create around the clock.

These are barely enough to say.

If those things that cannot be said are also included, then Theobit VII simply lost the face of his ancestors.

In the eyes of people in many other countries, Theobit VII has lost the dignity of nobility and the pride of a king.

People called him the 'King of Thieves', a king who no longer really deserved the title of king, he was more like a bandit leader who led a band of bandits.

On the outskirts of the Emerald Forest, the royal palace, which is considered luxurious but does not have much artistic atmosphere or solemn atmosphere, is simply located on the shore of the Yoder Lake.

And around the palace, apart from a very small number of buildings, there are more tents that are so simple that they can be withdrawn at any time.

Most of the people in the tent were disheveled and sloppy, men and women, at a glance... they were all virtuous.

They have strong muscles, rough skin, strong body odor, and covered with dirt and dust.

These people are not only the last citizens of the Rose Dynasty, but also soldiers of Theobit VII.

Of course, they are now best known as the notorious and loathsome bandits.

As for the Knights of the Rose and the White Wizards, which were once famous throughout the western world, they have long been shattered, and their last glory also bloomed during the reign of Queen Sophia.

They were buried by Queen Sofia herself.

A country that is no longer powerful should not have a 'weapon' that is still so powerful.This is what Queen Sofia once said.

But despite this, Queen Sophia was hated by the later Rose Monarch, thinking that it was because of her that the Rose Dynasty gradually became weak in diplomacy until it gradually lost all dignity.

On the shore of the lake, the interior of the palace, which looks gorgeous on the outside, is relatively simple in furnishings.Taking a closer look, many of its main components can be moved and disassembled... This is a mobile palace.

In the middle of the simple wooden floor, fish soup is still boiling in the copper crucible hooked on the huge fire pit.

The fish soup without any spices has a strong fishy smell even when it is boiling.

A few young girls who had lost their brilliance and vitality in their eyes were lying on the messy bed without a trace, and a barbaric figure was still struggling and working hard among them.

He didn't care about life and death at all.

The 'ministers', whose faces were covered with veils and did not reveal their true faces, walked in with brutal and lazy steps.

There are still blood stains on the hems of their shoes that have not been completely drained.

"Your Majesty, the expulsion from the Seventh Legion of the Condor Empire is about to reach the Emerald Forest. We must move the capital to a safer place." A 'minister' said rudely.

The still struggling figure suddenly stopped his frequent operations.

Then lift half of your body from the bed.

Several girls who looked like broken dolls were thrown out, and then hit the ground heavily.

Some 'ministers' even glanced greedily several times, with desire and resentment in their eyes.

"Escape! Escape! Escape! Escape forever. We are the great Rose Dynasty, the former Condor Empire, and we can only linger on our breath... When... When, a mere Seventh Legion ... Can you expel us easily?" The king's anger did not affect the emotions of the 'ministers'.

The so-called death of the master humiliating the officials... obviously cannot be fulfilled by the bandits.

If the king cannot give his courtiers the dignity and honor they deserve, then the courtiers naturally have no obligation to sacrifice their lives for the king.

"Let's go! Let's all go!"

"But... where else can we go?"

"Omir, the capital of orcs? Are you going to be a slave there?"

"Or take advantage of the so-called affection of that stupid woman back then, and continue to beg hard, begging my... my cousin who has no blood relationship at all, to give us a piece of land enough to live on?"

The king put on his clothes and got out of bed.

His body is seriously overdrawn.

Some messy potions fought each other in his body, not only failed to solve the curse from the Seven Gods on him, but also greatly shortened his lifespan, and made his spirit become more and more chaotic.

"Your Majesty, we can go deeper into the Emerald Forest. We can also arrange some songs and dances and dress up as a song and dance troupe... I think the elves will welcome us..." A 'minister' has not yet said After all, the cold blade had already cut off his head.

The bloody corpse fell into a pool of blood, twitching weakly.

Theobit VII, eyes glowing red, looked at everyone ferociously.

At this moment, he seemed to be struggling to lift the steel knife in his hand, and looked at everyone with a stern look on his face. Facing the same masked people, he might not even be able to tell who these so-called 'ministers' were. Not the group of people he promoted in the first place.

"Theobit...a cursed name, but do you know why starting from Theobit II, the subsequent kings all use this damned, cursed name?"

"Because our final glory is tied to this name, only we are still called... His Majesty Theobit! The Western world... will continue to have our voice."

"No matter how destitute we are, in everyone's heart, we must still recognize... I... Theobit VII is still a king. No matter how they deny it..."

"And you... and you! You are trampling on the last dignity of a king."

"Throwing the last glory of Siobbit into the cesspit, the real stink is unspeakable."

"Song and dance troupe?"

"Show what? Let a king show off his strong thighs to the elves? And windy twist his ass? Or...in the ignorant, monotonous forest, soaring high notes with those ridiculous birds?"

"Fight! Fight! Fight! Don't you even have the courage to fight?" Theobit VII only felt dizzy, took a heavy breath, and sat back on the bed slumped.

The shriveled chest, like a weak bellows, rose and fell rapidly, but failed to activate the body's functions.

"Your Majesty, the strongest among us is only a third-tier professional thief, while the Seventh Legion of the Condor Empire has four fourth-tier blood generals, and there are more than ten knights who have reached the earth knight stage. There are also some ignorant priests and magicians... We are definitely not rivals, maybe just a meeting, we will perish, and you... will also become the king of subjugation." A 'minister' said sarcastically The tone was 'kindly' discouraging.

And the minister had already pulled out the dagger, which was not only a kind of defense against Siobbit VII, but also a kind of threat to guard against his sudden rage.

He is the third-tier professional thief.

Theobit VII waved his hand... and then said indifferently: "Let me... think about it!"

When the crowd dispersed.

Those girls who died with unrepentant death, lying beside the fire pond, in their dilated pupils, it seemed that the swaying firelight was still reflected vaguely.

Snapped!
It seemed to be the sound of being torn apart.

And it seems... It's just the sound of wood burning in the firepit, and the wreckage breaking.

The crazy laughter of Theobit VII radiated from the palace and gradually rippled in all directions.

At the same time, all mythical existences felt a strong wave surging above the world.

A crack in space was forcibly pulled open.

Taking Siobbit VII as the coordinates, a terrifying, gigantic and ferocious figure is about to descend on this world.

When he revealed the ferocious head with five heads, the Seven Gods of the West unanimously unified their thoughts for the first time.

The powerful seal made of seven rays of light wanted to fill up the torn holes in the sky and expel the foreign invaders directly.

"Weak...and ridiculous foreign god!"

"You have polluted and invaded this world, and now... I have received an invitation to cleanse this world of moths. Are you... ready to welcome your eternal nightmare with a grand ball?"

(End of this chapter)