Below, Elden Juggernaut

Dunn Wright——

You are a hero! !

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Chapter 130 Rodel and Montgomery

The autumn wind blows, and the fallen leaves bring messages from afar.

In Galid, the much-anticipated battle between the Valkyrie and the Broken Star has come to an end, and the result of the war has made the golden princes completely unexpected.

The two demigods used the strongest blow to bring the Shattered War to an end, but they neither decided the final victor, nor did they lose their lives as the conspirators expected.

Both Valkyrie and General Broken Star were wounded, and were rescued by their respective subordinates. Since their respective 'kings' were unconscious, there was no point in continuing to kill.

The Sacred Tree Army embarked on a journey home. As losers, they have a military strength of up to 5000 people.

Under the leadership of Finley, they collected military stations along the way, and forced Stonewell to shed a wave of blood, then crossed the border and went northward, and no one along the way dared to stop them.

As the winner, the Red Lions had no idea of ​​chasing them. They brought Lataen back to the Red Lion City and completely lost their movement. However, the scarlet flower did not bloom after all, and the rich Gelid did not lose because of this war is too big.

It was just a faint news that General Broken Star was not seriously injured, and he was trying to recover from his injuries.

This created a strange situation. The two most powerful princes were both injured, but neither was injured at all. It seemed that when their respective 'kings' recovered from their injuries, they would still be the strongest contenders for the throne.

Fighting but not completely defeating, defeating but not completely defeating, this situation is enough to make all those who are waiting hard bald.

For the conspirators, the Golden Tree still has the military power to suppress all monsters, and for the Golden Tree, it seems that they can give them another chance to fight.

Victory is not complete, and defeat is not defeated.

This kind of result is the worst for the black hand behind the scenes. If the scarlet flower blooms, the two armies will definitely be wiped out, completely shaking the foundation of the current order, and leaving the guardians of order with no choice but to slowly prepare for the backup plan.

As for the tens of thousands of troops and the hundreds of thousands of lives of Gelid, they are really insignificant in the face of "righteousness".

But why didn't the scarlet flower bloom?

This doubt lingered in the minds of all the big men, and gradually, they had clues.

An unknown swordsman intervened and used some means to prevent the scarlet flower from blooming. According to Lataen's own admission, it was——

Broken Hero, savior of Galid.

The Red Lions erected a stele of the unknown sword for him, and the Gaelids are extolling him, while the returning Sacred Tree Army is spreading his epic to the borderlands.

Preventing the scarlet flower from blooming, preventing the earth from turning into a bad land, and saving hundreds of thousands of people from disaster, this feat is worthy of praise, but to the big shots, it is as disgusting as eating flies.

Who cares about the life and death of these people, they must decide the outcome, or withdraw from the competition together!

Da da da......

The rushing hooves of the funeral horses sounded, and the autumn wind blew the ink-like cloak of the night cavalryman. He was rushing along the Yatan Avenue towards a male city.

The towering golden tree is close at hand, and under the tree is a huge city, its walls are as thick and tall as a mountain, and there are still many ordnance and tents left in front of the gate, which are left by the king's coalition forces many years ago .

Some villages are scattered around, and the residents standing on both sides of the road are in good spirits and decently dressed. All kinds of carriages, wagons, and traffickers come and go, which shows the prosperity of this place.

The city wall is covered with golden tree flags, and knights in gorgeous armor can be seen everywhere. Nearly a thousand steps of white marble stairs go up, and both sides of the stairs are full of well-armored infantry. They are as motionless as statues. The autumn wind rolled up the tassels.

This is the center of the junction, where the golden tree is located, the royal city Rodel.

The Night Cavalry stopped at the bottom of the stairs and jumped off their horses. Seeing the nobles walking back and forth on the stairs avoiding them one after another, they cast disgusted glances. A few sneers appeared on their faces under the helmets, and they went up the stairs.

The iron armor touched the weapon, and he held his sword and walked towards the main gate of the outer city of Rodel. As a person of evil omens, it is normal to be "direct descendants" of these arrogant and greedy golden trees, even if they once knelt down and cheered for the rest of their lives .

The main gate of the outer city is impossible for common people to pass through, but there is a huge knight standing at the gate of the city. He is wearing a golden armor and holding a thick and huge round shield.

"What's the matter."

There is no disgust in the voice, but it can't be considered close.

The Night Cavalry didn't talk nonsense, and directly raised the scroll in his hand: "I have to report the urgent military situation."

"About what?"

"Battle of Galid, can you let go?"

The Golden Tree guard paused for a moment, then retreated half a step to get out of the way.

'These stubborn fools. 'The Night Cavalry cursed in his heart, nodded slightly, and walked straight in.

King Elden has disappeared, and Rodel's garrison force temporarily obeys the Blessing King Menggot, but these are not the latter's direct descendants after all, and their military power should be in the hands of King Elden, following strict military laws, Refuse to do anything beyond the scope of responsibility.

Coupled with the secret of King Blessing being the son of an ominous omen, so many times Menggot had to sit in the king's city and dare not show up easily.

If you want to interfere with the border land, you need the vest of 'Evil Omen Demon' Markit. Anyone who wants to desecrate the golden law, whether it is a prince or a golden hero, will be dealt with by him.

This is a huge secret. Once the identity of the two is revealed, the fans of these golden trees will overthrow the rule of King Blessing.

"That's why we are His Highness's sharpest knives." The discriminated Night Cavalry raised his head. He could feel the undercurrent after the failure of the Battle of Gemir Volcano, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

Whoever touches this secret, whoever threatens His Highness's rule, will be killed by the Army of the Night!

However, he also understands the hostility of the nobles. The Son of Omen is an ominous symbol in the Golden Tree, and the Night Legion following the 'Evil Omen Ghost' has also been implicated. There is even a ridiculous rumor circulating in Wangcheng:

Although Markite has made outstanding military exploits, he has bewitched the great King of Blessing, and the nobles can't even see the face of the king all year round. He can be said to be the most mysterious among the princes of the Golden Tree.

The cavalry didn't enter the inner city, they shuttled back and forth in a dilapidated shanty town, and finally saw their master in a simple and dilapidated courtyard.

The figure was wearing an old cloak, with a hunched body, sitting on a small bench looking at the golden tree in a daze, and when the cavalry approached, he suddenly made a sound.

"Enrique, are you back?"

"Yes, my lord." The cavalryman knelt on one knee. As the price of amnesty, this general who was born as the Son of Omen was not allowed to set foot in the inner city of Rodel.

Thinking of this, he felt resentful again. As a top powerhouse, the savior of Wangcheng, he was forced to create two identities because of his identity as the son of ominous omen, and he didn't enjoy the glory of being the "regent" at all.

"My lord, there are bad rumors in the city, should we..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man raised his hand to interrupt, and Markit, or Menggott turned around, revealing an extremely ugly face.

His hair is gray and his face is covered with distorted horns. This is the ominous Horn of Omen. People with this appearance will not end well.

The children of the common people will have their horns sawed off, and the blood of the royal family will be imprisoned in the Rodel sewer, but he came out at the most critical moment, and did not take revenge because of the pain, but carried the king's blood. heavy burden.

But Menggot knew that he could not convince the public as the son of a bad omen. To defend this crumbling dynasty, he created another identity.

On weekdays, he is the blessing king who sits in the king's city and enjoys the glory.But to the outside world, he fought under the name of Markit, and gained fame in the Rodel defense battle. He can be said to be Rodel's number one general, and then silently endured the treatment that did not match his military achievements.

"You know, I don't care." Mengget shook his head slightly, showing a serious expression: "You are not allowed to make trouble!"

He is walking on two legs now, and those city defense troops, knights, and golden heroes are all managed on behalf of King Elden, and they can only do some obvious things.In the dark, the Night Legion directly under Markit can really do things.

The Black Night Cavalry was very helpless, but he could only nod heavily: "I obey, my lord, but there are a few nobles who want to find out your identity relationship, do you want to..."

"Secretly search for criminal evidence, I will find a way to expel it." Meng Gete sighed, he is a prince who is walking on thin ice, and it is difficult to reveal his identity as the King of Blessing, let alone become the king of Elden, but he is cold the hearts of many who persuade.

'I don't mean to commemorate this power, but as soon as I leave, these people will immediately fight for power and profit, and the golden order will completely collapse. '

Meng Gete's mind was full of troubles. He was planning to give way to the winner after the battle of Gelid, but he never thought that he would suffer a loss for a long time.

"Is the investigation clear?"

"Well, it has been confirmed by multiple parties, and the credibility is very high."

"Then let me take a look."

Meng Gete took the scroll, and when he opened it, he frowned instantly. Leaving aside the huge amount of data and the investigation process, there are a few things at its core.

First, there was indeed an unknown swordsman who prevented the scarlet flower from blooming, causing Lataen to be severely injured and unconscious, but he did not become a madman who lost his mind. He is currently recuperating in the Red Lion City.

It is a hero to save tens of thousands of people.

Meng Gete nodded in agreement. He looked hideous and ugly, but in fact he still had a heart of compassion. It was a pity that the red lion shrank across the board, and it seemed that he was not planning to unify the border.

Just seeing the second point, he froze and turned his head like lightning.

"This swordsman has a relationship with Monk and the others, that is, the death devouring incident??"

He was very concerned about this matter. After receiving the news, he immediately arranged a follow-up investigation. He didn't expect this hero to be one of the targets he wanted to get rid of quickly.

"After Mr. Oleg and the Death Hunter searched for clues, it was confirmed that he was the one who killed Monk." The Night Cavalry nodded firmly.

how come?Wait, is Devouring Death related to Crimson Corruption?His goal is not to save lives?

The position determines the purpose. If Tang En is just an ordinary knight, he can't say that he can erect a monument in Rodel to praise his achievements, but if he is not on the side of the Golden Tree...

Montgothet immediately became serious, no wonder he had a changed mind, but both exist independently of the Golden Order, the former is fine, but the latter is still a mystery at present, we know that there is a witch and a swordsman, But the opponent can swallow the doomed death, and its threat degree is still higher than the scarlet corruption.

Those bull ghosts and snake gods fighting among themselves?But the blooming of the scarlet flower should be beneficial to him. There is no reason to stop it. Could it be that there is some deeper conspiracy involved?

The person has been confirmed dead, and Menggot scratched his head and couldn't think of the reason, but he can confirm one thing.

This mysterious force that suddenly appeared is undoubtedly the enemy of the Golden Law!

"I see, you continue to search for that witch, and be sure to dig her out."

"Understood, then do you want to dig deeper for this swordsman? I found that he seems to be related to both Lataen and Marenia."

"The man is already dead, so there is no point in digging deeper. Besides, no matter what conspiracy he has, at least this matter is commendable." Menggot did not deny Tang En's achievements because of his position, but just looked up at the ancient Turned into a golden tree.

Majestic and bright, like a pillar of Optimus maintaining the order of the junction, only order can people survive, but the current situation gave him more ideas.

The throne is vacant, and more and more hidden dangers have emerged, and Lataen and Marenia don't look like they can recover in a short time. As for the other princes, they are not even qualified to ascend to the throne.

In just a few minutes, this embarrassing demigod had already stood up.

It's time to tell Mr. Two Fingers that he can't hesitate any longer. As long as the real King of Elden can be chosen, everyone including himself can become a sacrifice!

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Chapter 130 Six Recalling the Fade

Rodel Inner City.

The buildings here are gray and white, looking monotonous and majestic. Looking around, there are gorgeous houses and majestic palaces everywhere. Because the buildings are too dense, it looks like a maze, and outsiders can easily get lost in it.

The inner city is divided into civilian area, noble area, temple area, and palace area. The terrain gradually rises, and the middle is divided into fragments by various walls and towers.

This is the core of the core of the junction. The huge golden tree seems to have opened an umbrella to keep out the wind and rain. Looking up, it seems that the supreme will is watching every resident benevolently.

On the wide stone road, luxurious carriages painted with various family patterns jingle and jingle, and the door curtain is lifted, revealing the beautiful faces of noble ladies. The nobles whispered to each other, thinking about the glory of the past, and even the servants held their heads high head, with pride written all over his face.

In the squares full of exquisite sculptures, well-dressed bards are playing the harp and singing softly:

"City of Gold, City of Eternity, you are the center of the Borderlands, and beyond your walls is wilderness."

The people of Rodel are proud. They are the closest to the Golden Tree, and they live in the most luxurious and magnificent city. The fountain square like a work of art, the perfect sewer system, the majestic palace and the big book containing countless knowledge Museums, and of course churches that can be seen everywhere.

As the best place, this is also the safest city. Even though it was breached by an ancient dragon many years ago, the corpse of a huge ancient dragon that looked like a town was frozen above the city, like a hunted specimen for conversation. An epic of pride that can be told till the end of time.

Priests, witches, perfumers, emissaries...

All kinds of people can see that after staying here for a long time, the half-clothed people in the war-torn borderland seem as unrealistic as an illusion.

A kind-hearted duke's daughter once heard about the suffering of the outside world. She opened her pure eyes and said incredulously:

"Why don't they eat cake?"

Of course, this kind of inexplicable arrogance also has an end. The palace complex near the inner side of the golden tree is an area that nobles have no right to set foot in. Just to the right of the huge golden tree, there is a building that looks like a military fortress from the outside.

At the entrance of the building stood several church emissaries wearing dark blue cloaks, holding swords or hammers, standing quietly.

This is not a church, but a special area called the 'round table hall', in which there are no knights except for the witches and priests, but in the depths, there is a meeting room, and the round table in the center has been around for many years Haven't used it, but still looks like new.

Around the corners of the hall are some sculptures, including fire, stone spears, sickles, and hammers, which seem to be a history of human civilization evolution.

A group of priests and witches came together, and at the front was a middle-aged witch with a good face. She was petite, with green eyes and gray hair, fair skin, and a high nose bridge, exuding an elegant and intellectual aura.

And the robe on her body was crimson, obviously slightly different from the witches outside the round table, and she also held a strangely shaped staff in her hand.

"Is this round table finally going to come in handy?" She glanced at the round table, as if sensing something, then nodded slightly to the colleagues following behind her.

"Everyone, please be calm, I'm going to meet Lord Two Fingers."

Witches also have hierarchies, and the highest-ranking ones are called 'interpreters', just like the saints in myths and novels, who are used to translate instructions from higher-ranking ones.

As the most outstanding finger-explaining witch in the church, her words naturally made all the senior leaders of the church nod their heads.

"The Shattered War has no results. Master Two Fingers must have important instructions when he summons you. Go and return quickly."

The witch nodded again, and pushed open the door of a room next to her.

crunch.

Inside the room, the ceiling emits a dim light, illuminating a small hall. Apart from those unidentifiable sculptures and murals, there is a strange and huge thing inside it that attracts attention.

It was a palm, a palm with only two fingers, like a weird statue enshrined on a high platform, this is the lofty two fingers, and the personality is above the demigod, even in In the Golden Order, it also plays an extremely important role.