Zerg in the crystal wall system world

The Kingdom of Cyrodiil is one of the oldest and top powers among the existing blue blood nobles.

It is composed of blue blood of seven races with different bloodlines but similar mottos. Its existence can be traced back to the chaotic era before the birth of stars.

Since it accounts for nearly [-]% of human beings, if it is not counted as the rise of the empire, it should be the most powerful human country in the entire crystal wall system.In fact, Cyrodiil has always regarded itself as an empire since the era of chaos.However, in terms of claims, the empire under the emperor's leadership has always been very strong, forcibly downgrading the "Cyrodiil Empire"...

However, most of the blue bloods are not entangled in the titles of kingdoms and empires.Compared with the name "Cyrodiil", many blue bloods are more accustomed to calling them another name: "Dragon Worship Order".

Of course, this is fundamentally different from the Church of the True God. The source of power of the seven royal families does not come from the stars, but the blood contract signed with the dragon, and the power of the dragon can be shared.

Like the seven royal families of Cyrodiil, those who share the guardian's talents, responsibilities and beliefs through the blood contract have a common title: the guardian race.

At this time, Ola Fabir, the current king of Cyrodiil, the leader of the Dragon Worship, and known as the Lord of the Golden Dragon, was sitting on the throne, playing with a dart that was half the size of a palm and shaped like a fishbone.

The weight of the dart is just right; the shape is smooth and aerodynamic; Physically, there will still be a burning tingling sensation in the hands.

And most importantly, darts have the characteristics of wearing away the will, and can even carve scratches on the armrest of the throne that has been tempered by the will of successive kings.

In the capital, there are only a few dozen masters who can use the bones of the sub-dragon species to create throwing weapons with similar effects.

This was brought by the Seraphim, or the God of Light, a part of the body of a cobra-like insect swarm-the spine of the Hydralisk.

In front of King Fabir.

A priest wearing an ebony mask and a heavy black robe was dancing an exaggerated dance, chanting words, and the dull chanting sound echoed repeatedly throughout the hall.

"Priest, isn't it over yet?" King Fabir urged, "Is this the third time?"

"Sorry Your Majesty," the ebony priest stopped, "The river of fate is more obscure than I imagined."

"As much as you can harvest?" King Fabir ordered.

"I saw the descendant of Auda Viying fell into the endless sea of ​​insects. According to the dragon's blood pedigree, it should be Karpathius. But his position is covered, like a god's trick."

"That group of trash that can't do anything well." King Fabir cursed angrily. The God of Light had mentioned this earlier, and the insect swarm had already captured several true gods alive.

Then he asked, "What else?"

"I also saw ferocious tentacles spreading across the worlds, and the shadows of giant dragons mixed with them, acting as the sharp claws of the insect swarm, tearing apart everything that stands in its way." The ebony priest muttered, "There is even a long Tentacles crossed the endless barriers of the world, and approached the kingdom of the son of the dragon."

King Fabir paused for breath: According to the information revealed by the God of Light, they are far away from the area where the bug swarm broke out.If the prophecy is correct, the plague of insect swarms that was far away in the sky is about to come, and King Fabir can't help being upset.

"A group of soulless aliens who have obtained the power of a giant dragon." The ebony priest suggested hesitantly, "This is the most serious imbalance event since the birth of the stars. Perhaps, we should wake up the dragon ancestor..."

"It's not the time yet," King Fabir flatly refused. "During the Battle of the Red Moon, the dragon ancestors had already lost their normal thinking ability. When they wake up, they will only rush into the insect swarm without hesitation."

"Keep your senses and do what you can." King Fabir set the tone, "The only four guardians left are the giant dragons. Ensuring that the will of guardianship can be passed on for a long time is the greatest meaning of our existence."

"Are you planning to..."

"In the long run," King Fabir said decisively, "Didn't the Nexiuda family produce another awakened dragon warrior? Let him investigate first to determine the harm of the insect swarm."

"The son of the black dragon?" Priest Ebony said in a strange tone, "Perhaps you should reconsider, he is not someone worthy of entrusting important matters."

"It's him." King Fabir said with resentment in his tone, "Since you dare to provoke my daughter, you must be conscious..."

Before the words were finished, King Fabir's complexion changed suddenly.The ebony priest at the side also subconsciously clenched the bone staff in his hand.

The two looked at each other and saw each other's surprise at the same time: just now, they had a spiritual feeling at the same time.There is a grand and greedy idea connected to their hearts.

The feeling is fleeting, and ordinary people may ignore it, or just think it is a prophet who is divining his whereabouts.

But they are different. The blood contract signed with the dragon brought them some ancient knowledge.

"This feeling is... the nature of the forest chanter's question." The ebony priest immediately recognized it.

"Why do sharp ears appear here!" King Fabir frowned. The forest chanter, that is, the son of nature, would only be born from the higher elf tribes in Pudai. There are tens of thousands of worlds apart.

There are even more serious problems.From the fleeting connection just now, they felt a strong greed, as if to swallow them in their mouths.

"Being of the guardian race, according to the ancient contract, the forest chanter is our blood-sworn ally, and this attitude is not enough..." Ebony Priest wondered, "Could it be that the chanter has not awakened the memory of his ancestors? "

"No," King Fabir picked up the alien spine with the breath of a giant dragon again, "According to the news brought by the six-winged god, the insect swarm not only stole the power of the dragon, but also obtained the animal husbandry from the moon god." The power of tree people."

The ebony priest immediately recalled the prophecy he had just made: "Could it be that the approaching insect swarm tentacles will hit here?"

King Fabir has already summoned his servant: "Notify the court mage, search for traces of astral projection, and find the stowaway."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Priest Ebony again: "I will trouble you to continue to observe the fate, we need a more detailed prophecy."

The ebony priest responded and danced an exaggerated dance again.

However, the dance was not over yet.

"Uh-uh-eh-" A deafening strange sound exploded from high above the sky.

The sound wave spread to the whole world, reaching everyone's ears almost without exhaustion.But this is not thunder, or any other natural phenomenon.

It was the roar of a blue-blooded practitioner who had awakened the power of a giant dragon using a special technique.

"Greybeard!" The faces of King Fabir and the ebony priest changed drastically. This roar was almost the highest level of warning in the kingdom.It means that the place where the dragons rest, the Throat of the World, the holy mountain of the Kingdom, has been invaded.

"Their target is Dragon Ancestor!"

……… (End of this chapter)