because i am stel

If you want to take it, you must first give it.

Godslayers have no need for mortals, so create demand for them.

Proclaim the prestige and glory of the king, and present treasures and playthings to the king.And the most important thing is to have ordinary subordinates, companions, and even friends around the king.And once successful, the king's thinking can be slightly swayed - this is a conspiracy, because those self-proclaimed selfless people who came up and took a lot of responsibilities for the godslayer have long since died without bones left.That is to say, this level of guidance and temptation will not be regarded as an offense by the godslayers and will lower their anger.

Thus, the world became what it is today.

There are still more than 200 countries on the land, but in fact, it is not the secular authorities that rule the country, but the associations, churches, or sect forces that bring together the great knight-level powerhouses-the secular rulers are nothing more than They are agents based on the relationship between supply and demand, because they have a powerful force that is deeply rooted in history and can easily subvert the country in which they are located.And when the godslayer is born, these powerful forces that dominate the kingdoms on the earth will flock to support the new king, and serve the godslayer as a servant.

This is the custom and the iron law.No matter how weak a country is, once it becomes the territory of the godslayer, even if it was a small area one second, it will become the top class in the next moment.

Therefore, when the confirmed seventh king of the current world is born on the earth, the world will be turbulent because of her alone.

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【The woman with the umbrella, wearing a red plaid skirt...】

The knight Ji in the red dress shuddered. The cold night wind on the Romanian wasteland made her vision a little blurred. She exhaled lightly a mouthful of slightly warm air. With the mobilization of the mantra, her sober thoughts returned to her mind again. middle.

Twelve hours have passed since the battle of gods that started from Milan ended.As a high-ranking member of the famous Italian magic association, Grand Knight Erica Brauntry had no choice but to give up the action within half an hour after chasing the trace of God War.

How can you not give up?

According to the battle report sorted out by the most authoritative evaluation organization in the magic world-Greenwich Sage Club.The battle between the born seventh king and the disobedient Sirte reached the top of the atmosphere from Milan only a few minutes after the battle started, a remote area that even the king who is not good at air combat can't touch.After the second sun went down, the place of battle moved to the territory of Poland.

That's right, Poland.A distance of 37 kilometers from the starting point of the battle, Milan.After that, the battle between the gods and the king started from the outskirts of Warsaw, across Slovakia, Hungary, and then across the entire territory of Romania, and finally at the mouth of the Danube River and the border of the Black Sea.As a result of this war, 100 large and small rivers stopped flowing, [-] large mountain ranges collapsed, and more than [-] million square kilometers of land was turned into wasteland!

Counting population and property losses is already a foolish thing. Even if the king seemed to avoid densely populated areas on purpose, the war caused considerable damage to the three traversed countries.And because of this, Erica, who originally planned to rush to the new king immediately after the war of gods, and offered her loyalty to the king on behalf of the association Red Copper Black Cross, was blocked by the local magic association on the Romanian border Dozens of hours.

[Erica, you are a knight, a descendant of the lion heart who inherited the name of the scarlet devil before he was a child.At all times, be graceful and unhurried. 】

She pressed her chest and breathed lightly.What caught her eyes was the vast wasteland filled with coke, cooled lava, and wind-eroded mountains—she vaguely remembered that in childhood geography, Romania’s coast was a vast plain and suitable for farming, but now it seems that The textbooks for young children need a re-annotation.

[The title that the sages will assess for that king is King of Extinction.Although there are also alternatives such as the King of Fire and the King of Embers.But as expected, we still need to emphasize the destructive ability of that king... Tsk, destroying three countries at once and abolishing more than 100 million square kilometers of land, even in historical records, such fierce battles rarely exist . 】

There is no one around.Romania's magic association only allows her to enter the territory alone.With the karma of having a word-of-mouth relationship with the king in the city square of Milan, she managed to get rid of the 'accompanying' of the watchers on the surface.This kind of thing would never have happened in the past, because at least the major associations in Eastern Europe still had a nominal and unilaterally recognized lord, the 'King of Swords'.Even if the subordinates are fighting openly and secretly, at least there will not be too obvious conflicts in matters related to royal power.

However, this time was different from usual.

Who made the King of Swords, who had always ignored and listened to people, not even be able to take a sword when he intervened in the battle between the Seventh King and Surte the Disobedient.And was severely blown away by the spirit vision of many witches who are not afraid of death, and flew from Slovakia to the Baltic Sea, almost hitting Stockholm?

Although it is not that there are no associations who choose to go there immediately to offer courtesy and relieve the king's worries, it seems that the warlocks in Romania have chosen another way.

Anyway, the king doesn't care.

That's right, don't care.

[The Romanians' calculations seem to have gone wrong. If they can get the permission of the King of Extinction, they will immediately make a big publicity and set their names.However, they have not responded yet and are unwilling to let go of the blockade. Presumably, they should not be able to have actual contact and communication with the king. 】

Walking into the wasteland, the high heat seeping from the bottom made her frown—outside the wasteland, too much leyline material was evaporated into the atmosphere, causing severe rainfall and cold air currents.And that's why she was shivering from the cold wind in Romania just now.

However, the interior of the wasteland is completely different from the exterior that is a few meters away - after only a few steps, the heat under your feet is uncomfortably hot.And then hundreds of meters deep into the wasteland, she even saw the stream of flames flowing in the valley!

【According to the association's investigation, the seventh king's real name is Shirtel. Born in the countryside of Milan 17 years ago, he was lonely and helpless since he was a child. All his relatives died in a magical accident and he was also suffering from illnesses. Although he has found many people who had contact with the young seventh king, It's a pity that there is not even one person who is familiar with Wang and can talk to him. 】

She crossed the natural broken bridge over the lava lake, and jumped on the forest of stone pillars with a history of only a dozen hours.The smell of sulfur is everywhere in the air.You can even vaguely see the primitive fire elves playing and floating in the boiling flame pool.

There are also a few shadows floating not far away - obviously, they are envoys sent by other associations.After the king became king, no witch dared to spy with her spiritual vision.And even the most experienced fortune-teller can only roughly confirm that the seventh king of purging is in this wasteland.

There was a dull sound on the ground, geological movement, and it seemed that a volcano was brewing—the beautiful knight in red dress subconsciously quickened his pace, and when he passed between two huge rocks that corresponded to each other like a door, he bumped into another one. Fiery air.

Stabbing the sword into the rock wall, the strong wind almost blows her away.A few minutes later, she finally climbed to the top of the giant rock, and then, the former entrance to the Black Sea came into her eyes.

Danube.

She could no longer see the blue Danube.

For an active volcano sits right on the seashore, and hot streams spill out of gaps into blue rivers—the blue Danube becomes the red Danube, and the great steam overflows into the gray The clouds and the cooling flames flowed into the Black Sea together.

She saw a large number of lights on the land farther away. It was a ceremonial guard, and the Romanians prepared a grand welcome ceremony for the king and sang hymns.However, it is obvious that the objects of welcome of the guard of honor did not appear in the ceremony.

Erica took a few breaths, but didn't go in that direction—the godslayer was never a creature who would be honored when invited, and who cared about social etiquette.Since Wang ignored them and did not leave, he must have his own private affairs to do.

What will happen?

Several overlapping mountains appeared in front of the knight. She tried her best to climb over, but what appeared in her eyes were more pools of flames and flowing fire.Passing through the overlapping hideous landforms, hotter areas came into contact immediately.

[According to the inference of the Sage Association, the Seventh King had already defeated a pillar of god before contacting Surte, and it was unknown.And according to some traces in the battle of gods.It can be determined that the seventh king is using the oriental martial art.The body has the "three flowers and five qi" that only immortals in mythology will have.The earliest origin of the theory of "three flowers and five qi" is Yun Yazi who compiled "Zhou Yi Can Tong Qi" in the legend. 】

【So, the sages would guess that Yunyazi should be the first god that the Seventh King attacked.And the way she defeats the gods should be to use wisdom, or the place of battle is in the fairy's cave.Only in this way can it explain why the Seventh King, who was ill for a long time, held power before he crusade against Sirte.And this also means that the Seventh King may be more inclined to think in the way of the Eastern Immortal. 】

She still remembered that after obtaining this conjecture, the wise man initially wanted to give the seventh king the title of "Emperor Yanwang", which simultaneously demonstrated the seventh king's two achievements in the Eastern and Western myths.But considering that this might be regarded as a provocation by the martial arts king, it was eventually abandoned.But even so, the word 'dijun' still guided Erica's thinking.

【If the king thinks in the way of an oriental immortal, then...】

She turned her head and flew towards the volcano located by the Danube River with her magic spell. The scorching heat made her skin burn, and the rich flaming gas from the crater made the emissaries other than her daunted. .

Even a great knight cannot survive in the magma for a long time after turning on the magic shield, but if he only stays for a while, then he can barely survive!

[Have eyes, don't you know Mount Tai? 】

She stood at the crater, looked at the magma that was boiling and gushing out from below, and looked at the welcoming ceremony that happened to be far away from the volcano—on the entire wasteland created by God War, it looked like this There is only one volcano.

——The immortals in the east like to play this kind of game that is far away in the sky and close in front of your eyes.One leaf blinds one's eyes and does not see Taishan's tricks.

So she widened her eyes, and suddenly jumped into the lake of flames!

come down.

What came head-on was scorching fire.

The moment Erica crashed into the flame pool, she almost couldn't help turning around and giving up this stupid guess.However, in the end, the knight's self-confidence and pride still made her not stop at all.

She fell into the pool of flames.

She penetrated an invisible barrier.

And when the panic and joy in her heart surged like a tide, she saw a vast space appearing under her feet!

- Bet right!

Stepping down lightly, what caught my eye was a piece of black land floating in a sea of ​​flames—the land was flat without any superfluous things.It's just that in the very center of the black earth, there is a pitch-black throne!

She saw a girl with red hair and black dress slightly closing her eyes on the throne. That pretty face was much younger than she first saw, and slightly bigger than herself, which completely matched the description in her spirit vision and memory—— The girl leaned on the throne, holding a black and red giant sword in her arms.And around the throne, there is an invisible, colorless but qualitative fire.

【Levantin... Is that the power obtained by the Seventh King from defeating Surte the Disobedient? 】

And the young girl knight knelt down on one knee the moment her feet hit the ground.

"My king, please forgive my sins. I accidentally disturbed your dormancy, and I am extremely sorry!"

She saw the girl raise her eyes, and when those crimson eyes were staring at her, she felt as heavy as a mountain pressing down on her body—it was obviously a newborn godslayer, and she felt it. But it was as terrifying as Surte, who had met and disobeyed before.And she subconsciously wanted to speak for herself.

"Your Majesty, my name is Erica Brauntree. I am the Great Knight of the Red Copper and Black Cross of the Italian Magic Association. Please give me the opportunity to serve you and share your worries."

Her words brought about even heavier pressure on her will.When the flaming-haired girl straightened her waist, she almost saw the word 'death' appear in her eyes.

She almost lost her manners and showed an ugly look.

But just before that, she heard the whisper of the Flame-Haired Daughter resounding through the dark land.

"I'm in a very good mood now. If you disappear from my face now, I can pretend that I didn't see you."

Knight Erika, tongue-tied.

She didn't know what she did wrong.He just smiled miserably and decided to obey the king's order.She didn't know how to get out of here at all.But since it disappeared immediately, then the only option is to jump into the magma.

However, at the moment when she was about to leave, she froze again.

No, it refers to the wrong object.A mere knight is not worth the king saying 'pretend not to have seen'.

These words were not addressed to her!

She turned her head abruptly—

A boy with blue hair and white clothes and a strange line between his brows stood not far behind her.And the moment she stared at the boy, an unimaginable sense of fear swept over him like substance.And before submerging her, it disintegrated beside her like a wave hitting a rock!

A layer of invisible protection appeared on her body due to the escape of the breath around the young man - so it turned out that the king's gaze did not criticize.But asylum!

And the boy in white passed her as if she didn't exist.

"He who slew our kindred, O fool of the earth. I am the victor, I am Urusragna of hosts. I only desire defeat so as not to descend from myself. I wanted to awaken The ancient Baal of the Mediterranean sought victory and defeat, but your skill truly astounds me."

The young man smiled lightly and clapped his hands.

Around him, multiple phantoms with different faces flickered endlessly.Those are the ten incarnations of the God of War, corresponding to ten different levels of power.

"It's fine to let you have one hand for the sake of being a woman, but fool, do you want to run away?"

From under that handsome face, provocative and contemptuous words were spoken.And just as he wished, the flaming-haired girl who was dormant on the black throne raised her sword and got up.

"You are courting death yourself." The girl's face was not moved by the provocation. "I gave you a chance."

And the next moment, she held the black and red giant sword.

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Gan, more than 6000 words... I knew it would be divided into two sections

Chapter 120: The Will of the Demon King

The air fell into a moment of silence.

Then, a pure light flashed.

Starting from the volcano on the border of the Black Sea, a line of fire pointing to the Mediterranean extends outward for a long distance of nearly a thousand kilometers.Both the sky and the clouds were divided in two by this blazing line of fire, and even the good night in the western hemisphere was divided by the blazing fire and light.

Strong winds, torrential rain, and atmospheric discharges build thunderstorms.The twinkling stars above the dark sky are exposed in full view.And the extreme climate caused by this sword fell on the lands of the countries where the fire passed.

In front of the throne on the pitch-black earth, the flame-haired girl who took a step lowered the sword she held in her hand.The line of fire burst out from in front of her, brushing past the knight in red skirt who was kneeling a hundred meters away without causing any damage to Erica.And she moved forward, taking a second step.

When the toes landed, the figure stopped in front of Erica who stopped thinking due to extreme fear and horror.And less than one meter away from Erika's side, the two feet of the military god infested with flames were turning into destroyed dust little by little.

"Beyond one's own strength." Miss Shirtel waved her hand casually, and the gust of wind lifted the remnants of the volcano that ruptured in the previous strike, together with the destroyed God's Foot, into the night sky.

The natural ending, as long as it is hit by Levantin with killing intent, no matter whether it is a god, a demon or other messy things, there is only the result of 'death'.This is true on Terra, and it is true in other dream worlds as well.

——Although this kind of attempt is only the first time in the dream world.But the first sword used the full force that this body can use at this stage, is it a little aggressive?

Miss Steele tilted her head slightly.

The hundreds of tons of formation materials that she lifted into the sky were turned into ashes with one thought of hers, just blowing on the ground with a pure storm and slight heat.In the distant screams, the welcoming ceremony on the other side of the volcano lost thousands of lights in an instant, and the king's will was successfully conveyed to the Romanian managers.

Get out of the way and get out of the way--although Miss Steele doesn't give a damn about what's going on over there.But such an interpretation can indeed be established and represents some of her ideas.

So the extra people left.

feels good.

Whether it's a peaceful and quiet night, nearly half of the strength in the body has been restored, or the terminal inflammation flowing between the blood vessels and nerves.It all feels good.

She breathes lightly.

The recast body is still not bound by the secret ritual, and the level of life stays in the realm of immortality because there is no need for too eager to fight for the time being.The emergency Rakshakui magic skill, which was used for emergency, was also removed, and the conventional power grabbing method was no longer used, but simply replaced by Levanting's flames.

End of the flames, inexhaustible strength.Under the premise of emphasizing absolute output, the ultimate combat power can be close to half of that in Terra.And if you don't go all out, then it will be about 30.00% stronger than the final state when defeating Sirte who does not follow.

Not too much, not too little.

Gently clenching a fist, the strength is filled with will.

— Levantine flows through my limbs.

——Well, if you think about it this way, it seems a little bit awkward... But since it's Lewandine, it doesn't matter.

She turned her head and looked at the ground that was broken and cracked by herself and Surte.

"I just heard that you called me king." She kept her eyes on, but said to Erica Brauntree, who was slumped not far from her side.

And the knight Ji in the red dress woke up from the extreme shock.

"Hey, you actually knocked down the Persian war god with just one blow—!?" She spoke incoherently, and almost subconsciously even dropped her other knee to the ground as if serving the Lord of faith.Then, Miss Shirtel's words reflected in her thinking.

"Yes, yes!" She quickly lowered her head. "I am the Italian magic society, Erica Brauntry, knight of the Red Copper Black Cross. I offer my loyalty to you only on behalf of the whole of Italy and the society I belong to. The seventh king of the earth, please tell me your honorable name... ..." She actually knew the name, but she didn't dare to say it here.

"Sirtel, you can just call me Shirtel." The flaming-haired girl did not change her posture. "And I'm actually the seventh among the godslayers... It's a bit different from what I expected. But it's not a bad thing, at least the reason why you appear here can be explained."

"The subject is stupid..." Erica didn't quite understand what she meant.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Well... Since you call yourself a subject, can you give me your body?"

"This..." The knight girl's cheeks were stained with crimson in an instant.She carefully glanced at Ms. Shirter, and found that she seemed to be at a disadvantage in terms of appearance, momentum, and even strength...or the one who took advantage.He lowered his head shyly. "If that's what you expect, Wang... Please, please, use me as you please."

"I think your understanding and my expression may not be the same... Forget it, anyway, you will know soon." The girl with red hair waved her hand slightly, and then asked casually. "What name will that sage give me?"

The knight girl in the red dress took several deep breaths, her chest throbbing as her hands were pressed.