Old days in the box

Chapter 163 It’s okay, I can change my hand
Zhou Xiao looked at the blood race with satisfaction from outside the screen and did not continue to give Taiyin guidance.

He has already given all the power that should be given. What to do next depends on Tai Yin himself.

What Zhou Xiao is interested in is this new deep-diving vampire fighting force.

When he and Brother Cuntou first designed the Frozen Throne model, he never expected that the power of transformation blessing would be so powerful.

Facts have proven that stacking buffs crazily on one person really works.

Taiyin himself is a demigod with divine blood, and he has become very powerful after being strengthened by the Chosen One.

After that, he received so many kinds of death power, which directly merged and mutated with his divine bloodline, binding all the power to his bloodline.

This was great. He directly transformed into the ancestor of the blood clan and formed his own army through blood ties. The efficiency was much higher than transforming one by one.

On the screen at this time, Taiyin took Frostmourne back to his waist, and then turned to Freya.

"You didn't disappoint me in the end and chose the right path." Freya looked at the Emperor of Death walking towards her and said with a sigh of relief.

In the end, no conflict broke out between them, and Taiyin did not willingly be used as a weapon by other gods. This was enough for her.

After all, as a comrade who had fought side by side, Freya didn't want them to be at odds with each other.

"I still have to formally apologize to you for breaking into your holy land and climbing your giant tree for miracles - I couldn't think of any other way at the time." Tai Yin smiled.

"What are you going to do next? Continue to follow my Lord's guidance?"

"No need, the great existence has given me the power to fight back against fate, now it's up to me."

Taiyin turned around and looked back at his own Frankish kingdom, already having the answer in his heart.

"The Vampires obey the order and all of you will follow me back to Frank!"

The first-generation vampires who had been transformed by Taiyin's blessing all raised their arms and shouted, obeying the emperor's order and leaving the Eastern Continent.

Frank warships soon sailed away from the shores of the Eastern Continent again and returned to the coast of the Frankish Kingdom.

His Majesty the King landed from Marseille, and then immediately took a carriage all the way to the Hall of Mirrors in Versailles.

These steam carriages pulled by fierce horses all ignited green will-o'-the-wisps under Taiyin's touch, turning into ghost carriages speeding down the road.

People along the road had never seen such a strange scene before, and they were all stunned on the roadside.

The soldiers responsible for guarding various urban areas immediately sounded the alert and loaded their muskets.

If they hadn't seen His Majesty the King, whom they were familiar with, sitting on the carriage, they would have even thought that some hellish army had suddenly attacked!

Taiyin's style has always been arrogant and high-profile, so he naturally won't restrain his features like Freya.

Soon, a large number of ghost carriages had brought him back to the city of Versailles. The fierce horses turned into ghosts and ghosts and smashed open the gate of the Palace of Versailles and violently broke into the Hall of Mirrors.

Zhou Xiao's camera also followed him all the way, wanting to know what his next move would be.

Tai Yin led the deep-diving vampires out of the car and walked towards the Hall of Mirrors like a victorious king.

The guards who were ordered by the king to guard this place were stunned when they saw His Majesty walking towards them, with one hand wrapped around the blue flame spirit like an amorphous ghost hand, and his hair turning pale.

"You're doing a great job, there's no need to panic."

Taiyin laughed, patted their faces with his vengeful hand, and strode into the Hall of Mirrors, leaving only the bewildered guards behind him.

At this moment, the Hall of Mirrors has long returned to silence. Since Taiyin left, he has ordered the place to be closed again.

He walked into the dim hall, and tiny candlelight was lit on both sides of the corridor and on the wall lamps. The light it brought was very weak, and he could only barely see the road ahead clearly.Taiyin walked inside and walked through the luxuriously decorated corridor.

His vampire brothers all followed him, crowding into the empty and magnificent luxurious hall.

In the past, it had been his least favorite place, and he even considered razing it to the ground.

For him, this place was not only a symbol of the pleasure-seeking Frankish royal family throughout the ages.

It is the most conspicuous and famous faith church of the Odin Cult.

Almost every messenger and royal family who visited the Frankish Kingdom would suggest to him to visit the Hall of Mirrors, which was like a thorn in his heart that he would not be willing to take out.

So before that, he not only vigorously suppressed the Odin Cult, but even the Hall of Mirrors was sealed off for a long time, lest he see this place and think of Odin, the bastard god king.

But today, at this moment, he wanted to return to this place like never before.

Under Zhou Xiao's gaze, Tai Yin strode into the Hall of Mirrors. At this time, there were weak candles swaying in the Hall of Mirrors. Everything was silent. There was only one person standing in front of the throne, seemingly waiting for his arrival.

The only remaining pope of the Odin Religion, Fros.

He learned that His Majesty the King had made a high-profile visit to the city and was heading towards the Hall of Mirrors. He also heard that His Majesty was driving a strange ghost carriage and looked strange, so he came to the Hall of Mirrors in advance just to confirm Tayin's condition.

"Dear Pope, have you missed me?" Tayin opened his hands, his rough voice echoing loudly in the hall of mirrors, with a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, what have you done to become like this?" Fross frowned and looked at the unrecognizable Tayin. At this time, he did not look like a mortal emperor, but more like a king of death who controlled the netherworld.

"Isn't that what you often want to persuade me to do - pray to the gods?"

Taiyin said as he walked through the mirrored wall to the throne.

"I listened to you and prayed to a god, and guess what? He answered me."

Pope Fross looked at Tyin in front of him and sensed the overwhelming terrifying power in his body. His divinity was even more powerful than ever before, but this divinity was no longer pure, but filled with the aura of death. He shuddered.

"You actually provoked such evil power... The supreme god Odin will be very disappointed in you." The Pope shook his head.

"No, my dear Pope, I think he will be very proud of me." Taiyin sneered and strode towards his throne, "Do you mind giving in?"

Fross was stunned, turned around and saw the "Sorrow of the World" behind the throne, and then realized that Taiyin came for this extraordinary artifact.

"With all due respect, with Your Majesty's appearance, the God King will not recognize you, and the World's War will not be open to you..."

Taiyin is the king, and Fross has no right to stop him. He can only slowly move out of the way in front of the throne.

But in his opinion, the World's Sorrow is so divine that it is impossible to respond to Tayin like this. In fact, since the emergence of this extraordinary weapon, no one has been able to control its power.

"How will you know if you don't try." Tayin sneered as he passed by him, and the wraith arm made a horrifying burning sound and crackled.

Taiyin crossed his throne and came to the extraordinary World War.

As one of the most famous extraordinary artifacts in the western half of Europe, World War has always been considered a symbolic miracle of Odin. The divine power contained in it is pure and powerful, capable of piercing all opponents of the holder and even tearing apart space. , Breaking down territorial barriers.

The moment he saw this artifact, Zhou Xiao, who was outside the screen, suddenly realized what Taiyin was thinking.

At this time, Taiyin stretched out his hand to grab the World's Sorrow, and several golden lightning bolts instantly exploded from the gun, repelling his hand and preventing him from getting closer.

But his expression seemed to have been expected, and he was not surprised. He just retracted the hand of flesh and blood, and instead raised his own hand of resentment condensed from infinite black mist!

(End of this chapter)