Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

The never-before-seen sight made everyone in the town vigilant. The archers on the brightly lit city wall were ready to shoot, the lighting spells continued to rise into the sky, and various defensive equipment were slowly activated and made sounds. However, However, all of this has no effect in the eyes of the young man.

[Six Disasters], that is the disaster that exterminated many ancient civilizations. The number of people and the quality of equipment have almost no effect on them. Even the source-level 1 powerhouses who are comparable to gods cannot escape from their hands. That's why they're scary.

The defenders above the city were fully armed, but this did not make the roiling fog recede. In fact, on the top of the city, the gloomy-looking Carmen and the soldiers around him had already felt that something was wrong, because they had frequently attacked them at night before. The heterogeneous people, there is no movement today.

As monsters who are enemies of human beings, the aliens will naturally not understand today's special situation. If they did not come, there is only one possibility, that is, they will not come. On the other hand, the nearby creatures also responded.

On the vast horizon in front of the town, countless monsters and animals are rushing from afar, just like any herd of beasts fleeing disaster. Those who run fast survive, while those who lag behind are overtaken by the mist and buried in it No more sound.

The ground was gradually being swallowed up, and the sky could not wait and see. Looking at the strange silver mist that was motionless inside and slowly advancing towards the town, the fear of the unknown hit everyone's heart. With rapid breathing, Carmen gave the order to attack. However, neither arrows nor spells have any effect.

The overwhelming fog approached so quickly, it seemed irresistible, until amidst the noise, a thin figure stood on the top of the city.

"That person is..."

"Master Roja, what is this?"

"...back off."

Amidst the soldiers' commotion and Carmen's questioning, the black-haired boy gave an order in a low voice, and then stepped up to the highest point of the city's outer wall surrounded by mana.

At this moment, the boy's figure was reflected in everyone's eyes. The archers put down their arrows, and the conjurers stopped their spells. No one dared to make any noise on the city wall full of soldiers, because everyone could feel it. The moment Roja appeared, something changed.

The inexplicable sense of oppression suddenly disappeared, and the tumbling mist stopped. He stood in front, protecting everyone like a shield.

Everyone watching the boy held their breath, observing the changes ahead and dared not speak, but in this silence, two colors of light, ice blue and dim yellow, emerged from the boy's body, the sound of freezing water vapor and the collision of gravel The sound came out of nowhere, he stepped forward, his golden pupils burned like candles, raised his head before the thousands of troops, and stared at the void.

Under the gaze of the black-haired boy, the silver mist surged unbearably. In the dark, Roja seemed to feel the sight of something facing him through the mist. fight for the front.

Time passed bit by bit, Roja's mantra was burning like a lamp, and the hazy animal shadow formed by the freezing air began to appear vaguely, and the illusory figure also flashed behind the boy accompanied by the howling wind. Under the influence of the power of the earth, his expression was as calm and indifferent as if it had been frozen, but the light in his eyes told the monster in the distance why he would never flinch.

The long confrontation began from then on. In the night wind, the torches held up high crackled, and the sound of nervous breathing oppressed the nerves. After almost half the night, the monster who was far away from the boy finally made the decision to retreat. The mist suddenly shrunk and disappeared like an ebbing tide.

"Back, back?"

"Then, that bastard has really retreated!"

"Shia! Long live Roja-sama!"

Looking at the silver mist disappearing into the night, the people on the city wall who came back to their senses gradually became noisy. The soldiers who stood for half the night and were highly nervous during the long confrontation shouted Roja's name, Carmen and others People rushed forward.

And at the highest point, the black-haired boy who heard the cheers of the crowd also slowly restrained his breath, the frozen soil maker and the wind caller disappeared, and the light of the two colors gradually went out, but in the golden pupil , but endless worries filled Roja's eyes.

Looking in the direction of Tucker Fortress ahead, the young man understood that everything is not over yet, rather it has just begun.

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In the gloomy castle, Brian Eric came to the dark room again after a long time. The hot tea on the table was fragrant, and a little candlelight was shining in front of him. Beside the candlelight, his face was hidden in darkness and light. The handed over man is still hard to see.

[Collector], this is the only person in the headquarters of the Tasting Club who can not show his true face in front of him, and he is also the nominal leader of the only large-scale organization hidden in the church-controlled country.

It cannot be seen, cannot be touched, and even entering and exiting the room where it is located requires extremely high authority. He is like a ghost, which makes people only hear his voice, but he also has knowledge and abilities that make people unable to resist thoughts, just like A prophet standing in another dimension is generally awesome.

Just like now.

"They made a move."

Beside the candlelight at the end of the table, the voice of [Collector] came to the ears of the man with a cold face, as if it came from afar, telling a terrifying truth while being gentle.

"The time is ripe, you have mastered what I gave you, the [gate] has already been set, your opportunity has come, and the rest is your own choice."

"...that's not what you said a few years ago."

"That's true, but Brian, the world is changing, and fate is also unpredictable. The accident in the Akate family is also the same as the death of your child. But judging from the current situation of the Akate family child, you lost It's not wrong."

The magnetic voice of the man in the darkness echoed in the space, as if explaining and sighing:

"Awakened people reappeared in that family. This was an unexpected accident, and it was also the reason why the prophecy was broken. This was man-made force majeure, and Eric's family has come to where it is today because of this."

"So, why do I believe it will be successful this time?"

"Simple, because times are changing, Brian."

Facing the question from the cold-faced man at the end of the table, [Collector] said so and raised his hands, as if presenting the world in front of the man.

"The countdown to destruction has begun. The ancient beings have recovered one after another. This is the calm before the outbreak. All the contestants are scrambling for resources. The calamities with will are accumulating strength for the mother god. The servants of the savior have also begun Restlessness."

"In this era, the rhythm of fate has been disturbed. Although the existence of the Akat family is special, it is far from invincible, and this is your last chance. After all, the remnants of the Three Clan Alliance have been inspired by him. It’s about to break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly.”

"..."

The man's words in the dark made Brian's almost expressionless face even more gloomy and cold, but it had to be said that it hit his weakness. With the current situation of the Theociety of St. Meister, once Princess Noelle breaks through again, wait and see I am afraid that the local nobles will completely fall to the alliance between Heathcrete and Akat, and Brian's long-term plan will also be ruined.

"The revival of the Eric family is a difficult road. In the troubled times to come, the power of the Church will be concentrated again, and your wishes will be shattered with the general trend of the times. You should know this best, Brian , no, Fielder Eric."

The man softly called out Brian's past name, and uttered future predictions and advice, but these words made the man with a cold face narrow his eyes. Brian looked towards the end of the table in front of him, and asked faintly:

"...If I choose to act, I will take everyone away and let me fulfill my wish. What can you get?"

The man's question was abrupt and to the core, which made [Collector] pause, but he laughed again not long after.

"I'm not interested in management. The real power of the tasting is in your hands. I'm just a collector here, not a king. Your actions can arouse my interest and make me look forward to it. That's enough gone."

"Maybe it is true, but...you seem to know too much about that family, don't you?"

Brian stared at the front indifferently, while 【Collector】 was silent for a rare moment. The two sides looked at each other for a long time before the man's voice came out again.

"......you do not trust me?"