Mythic Card Master: Start with a Knight

Chapter 25 The King of Trolls, Bloodline Shackles

Todd is actually a student of Monroe, and his secret method of the violent bear was also taught by Monroe, who is the great knight of the violent bear.

The reason why the man was ordered by the royal family to track Chu Ming and his party was also because Monroe manipulated it.

The purpose is to get Todd to hand over the parchment to Lawrence.

The content on the parchment is very simple. It records a banquet that will be held two months later. The banquet list involves the famous troll nobles of the Lawton Kingdom and the [Troll King] behind it!
"King of Trolls Gavin Spears..."

Chu Ming muttered, suddenly thought of something, with a shocked expression on his face.

"Isn't this guy the core used by card masters in the real world to disturb the history of other worlds?!"

"After the disturbance failed, the history of the foreign world perished 3000 years ahead of schedule, and the card [Dawn Knight Gavin Spears] was also turned into fly ash, declaring the failure of human interference in the history of the foreign world."

"How he became the king of trolls."

Chu Ming suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

So the appearance of the so-called trolls and mad knights is all because of this man?
The card masters are really doing bad things with good intentions now.

Chu Ming re-read the contents of the parchment, and murmured, "Is the king of trolls, Gavin Spears, the source of all pollution?"

"of course not."

Lawrence didn't know when he woke up, and when he took the blood-stained parchment handed over by Chu Ming, he was stunned for a moment.

"I didn't expect Monroe's students to be so cowardly, they would rather accept death than face trolls..."

The old man shook his head, sighed, turned his attention back to Chu Ming's question, and told Jiawen's story in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Great Knight of Dawn, Gavin Spears, was born in the Spears family, one of the three pioneering knight families, and reached the realm of great knight at the age of 40."

"Originally, he had a bright future, but he was attacked by a dark creature and fled back to the capital with serious injuries. Afterwards, he seemed to be a different person. He often hid in the room and never went out. Dark creatures will eventually overwhelm the world."

"This……"

Chu Ming was silent for a while.

It seems that the disturbance of history by the card masters has really worked, rewriting Jiawen's fate of dying at the hands of dark creatures, but why does it seem that the subsequent plot direction is not right, it feels like the wrong script was taken.

While Chu Ming was still thinking, the old man's voice continued to reach his ears.

"At that time, everyone thought he was crazy. In order to preserve the family's reputation, his father locked him in a dark room and did not allow him to associate with anyone."

"Thus, one night three years later, a tragedy happened..." Lawrence's voice became lower and lower, "A dark creature suddenly burst out of the dark room, slaughtered the entire Spears family, and spread the pollution to the world. go out."

"And this dark creature is Jarvan who has turned into a troll."

As he spoke, Lawrence stretched out his right hand, and several clearly visible black lines pulsated in his wrist.

Chu Ming narrowed his eyes, "Is this the characteristic of a mad knight?!"

"That's right, this dark force exists in everyone. Gavin Spears is not the source, but the first communicator who caused the dark force to erupt."

"How can there be dark forces in human beings?"

Chu Ming subconsciously wanted to deny it.

If there are dark powers in humans from other worlds, then those card characters will also exist. In this case, it is impossible for the Institute of Darkness not to know.

Lawrence shook his head and coughed a few times, "With the blood shackles promised by the gods, it is naturally impossible for human beings to have dark blood."

"But what if I tell you that it's not human beings that are polluted by darkness, but the blood shackles themselves."

"?!!"

Trembling, the old man took out an animal skin book from his pocket and handed it to Chu Ming.

Chu Ming smoothed the cover of the book, and saw the title clearly—"Seven Thrones: Order and Kingship".

Lawrence took the hot soup from Ge Hai and explained: "The Seven Seats are the Seven Gods of Creation, the first gods in the age of mythology, which respectively represent order, war, armament, abundance, wisdom, the earth, and the dark night."

"The 'order' controls all the rules and order in the world. He represents order and kingship, and the blood shackles are exactly what he promised to human beings in order to maintain the stability of human order."

"When the distant era of the gods was buried by the years, the brilliance of the gods' divine power gradually dimmed, and the darkness returned."

"The bloodline shackles that represent the divine power of order have long since become dim, and the darkness has taken advantage of the void to pollute the divine power of order and the shackles on humans."

"This is why trolls can switch between humans and dark forms, because what is polluted is not humans themselves, but blood shackles."

"It's also why trolls like to choose knights as targets of pollution. Compared with other people, knights, as a part of order, are more friendly to them."

Chu Ming was stunned, "Does that mean that as long as the blood shackles can be broken, the troll can be wiped out?"

He could finally understand why Lawrence locked himself in the house all day.

What a lengthy and in-depth study it took to unearth this buried truth.

If Lawrence hadn't told him, he didn't know how many weeks he would have to go through to understand the truth.

Lawrence replied: "Theoretically speaking, the foundation of the mutated divine power of order is still order. If we can find the opposite divine power to cancel it, we may be able to break the shackles of the bloodline."

"It's just a pity..." The old man laughed at himself, "I have been experiencing failure for the rest of my life, and I didn't expect this time to be no exception."

"In my original idea, there was a natural conflict between the divine power of order and the divine power of war. We only need to collect enough divine power from the 'war' left in the world, and then we can use it to break the shackles of blood."

"But I overestimated myself."

Lawrence instantly became ugly and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Chu Ming hurried up to help the old man.

"Thinking to steal the power of the gods with mortal power is just a dream."

"For so many years, the weak divine power collected is simply not enough to compete with the blood shackles."

"On the contrary, it made my body full of holes."

"Boy, isn't it funny?"

Chu Ming shook his head.

"It's just a pity that it failed Monroe's expectations."

Lawrence rested in Chu Ming's arms for a while, and he recovered.

The old man put his hand into his clothes, took out the bottle of Youhong potion that Chu Ming had seen before, and handed it to him.

"The original bottle has been used by me, but I failed. This is re-extracted. I hope you can make good use of it."

Chu Ming took the mysterious medicine, and inadvertently saw the blood left on it.

He was dazed for a while, then lowered his head and asked the old man, "Did you use your own blood?"

Lawrence chuckled weakly and said, "Andrew, nothing can be hidden from your eyes."

Chu Ming squeezed the mysterious medicine in his hand, and then slowly let go of it.

(End of this chapter)