The swordsman's tower returns from the other world

Something's wrong, something's wrong!

Something...is wrong!

The system popped up a prompt.

[Ingestion of unknown blood]

[Recognizing...Recognizing...]

[The blood of Wendigo has been obtained]

[Backward analysis in progress]

[Bloodline induction has been obtained]

[You have obtained the qualifications of the Ten Kings Court]

[Bloodline Countermeasure Detected]

The Origin Stone Altar seemed to have turned into a bomb that continuously erupted with pulses. Under the touch of the white glaze and Bozhuo Kasiti, an unprecedented glow erupted, and layers of light swept across in all directions like flames. , pushing everything except the white glaze and Bozhuo Kasiti outwards.

[Counter-suppression is being carried out against bloodline countermeasures]

[Points are being consumed...]

The countless rays of light that erupted from the Origin Stone Altar passed through Bai Glaze's body, as if a bucket of paint had been poured onto his body, coating Bai Glaze's body with a layer of dazzling white light.

Bozhuo Kasiti let go of Bai Glaze's lips and looked at everything in front of her in shock.

【Switching form. 】

[You have invested 50 points to strengthen the switching form. 】

【Your desire has been answered. 】

[You have obtained the form: Wendigo (from Terra)]

【Wendigo (from Terra)】

[Explanation: When blood enters the soul, when death is no longer the end, this is Sakaz. 】

[Pure-blooded Wendigos are one of the oldest bloodlines of Sakaz. Their secrets are directly connected to the beginning of this land. 】

[Effect: Become a pure-blooded Wendigo. The powerful Sakaz witchcraft and physical strength are the advantages of the Wendigo. At the same time, the door to the Sakaz Royal Court has been opened to you. 】

The white glaze wrapped in light is getting higher and higher.

The full power in his body made Bai Glaze feel like venting. The power that could be felt without any action made Bai Glaze feel like he had become the devil again.

But before he could completely transform into another form, the Source Stone Altar once again erupted with dazzling light. This time, Bozhuoka Siti and Bai Glaze were enveloped in it.

………………

Bai Glaze opened his eyes in confusion.

In front of his eyes was a blurry space, where black and white were intertwined. There was no color except for it, just like the world in a black and white movie. Although the outline of the world could be discerned, there was no color.

At this time, he was standing in an ancient stone hall.

In the center of the hall, there is a round table and ten seats.

Both the round table and the seats are carved from stone, and each seat is carved with a completely different stone carving.

At this time, there were people sitting on several seats, but it was unclear how to see them.

Bai Glaze turned his head and looked to his side. Bozhuo Kasiti appeared beside him, but she seemed shorter?

Bai Glaze lowered his head and saw that Bozhuoka Siti had not become shorter, but that he had become taller. He was now about 1.8 meters tall, which seemed to be his most primitive form.

Next to her, Bozhuo Kasiti glanced at Bai Glaze and said nothing. She just raised her hand and pointed to the seat in front of her with her back to the two of them.

Countless wars are engraved on the back of the chair. Wendigos wearing war helmets and even their whole heads turned into bones fought hard. Their enemies were endless, ranging from tall lava giants to invisible dark monsters. , revealing the wildness.

She wanted White Glaze to sit on that seat.

Bai Glaze shook his head.

He ignored Bozhuoka Siti and stepped forward. This place did not seem to be the real world. Bai Glaze could feel that everything around him was so strange. The hall in front of him seemed to be just an illusion of nothingness. Even when he stepped on the stone The sounds coming from the texture of the ground are all so vague.

Bai Glaze walked past the round table, turning a blind eye to the people in those seats, as if they were not worth mentioning to Bai Glaze.

The people in those seats seemed to be angered by Bai Glaze's arrogance. Some people wanted to get up, but they seemed to be restrained in place by some kind of force.

Bai Glaze came to the other end of the stone hall and found a staircase going up.

Above the stairs is a closed stone door.

Bai Glaze moved forward without hesitation.

Behind Bai Glaze, Bozhuo Kasiti also came to Wendigo's seat and sat down lightly and elegantly. That seat had been waiting for a successor for too long.

After sitting down, she lowered her head and looked at a dark crown that appeared on the round table.

Bozhuoka Siti did not put it on in a hurry, but held the crown in both hands, ignoring the other figures wearing crowns, looking up at the stairs and Bai Glaze's back.

Then, he slowly raised the crown and put it on his head.

Bai Glaze was different from the world she saw. To Bai Glaze, the round table in the Ten Kings Court was just an illusory white shadow, but to Bozhuoka Siti, it was a real space.

She could even smell the blood in the air and the stench of burning torches in the air.

………………

Bai Glaze steps forward.

One step after another, without stopping.

Until the stone door appeared in front of me, it was simple and solemn. There seemed to be something carved on it, but I couldn't see clearly.

Bai Glaze didn't care, he stretched out his hands and pushed open the door.

Behind the gate is a... colored space.

Red carpet, black crown, scarlet throne... and yellow and white ancient stone pillars.

The space at the door is a new hall, belonging to the only king of Sakaz.

Bai Glaze stepped forward, and after entering this space, he finally saw his appearance clearly, as if only this space could accommodate his body.

Bai Glaze stretched out his hand, and a cane emerged from nothingness and appeared in his hand.

The red carpet paved a path under his feet, leading him to the front. Bai Glaze stepped forward and finally saw the final throne clearly.

What a ferocious seat it was, made up of countless edges and corners, shining with the dark golden light of the Origin Stone, and every edge seemed to be dripping with blood.

There is already a figure on the seat.

Chapter 428: Don’t disturb her sleeping

Bai Glaze didn't realize how big a shock his behavior brought.

The most pure and noble bloodline of Sakaz was invaded and even suppressed in reverse, providing Bai Glaze with a key to the royal court of Sakaz.

This is something that has never been done before.

The royal court, with witchcraft and blood as its foundation, and spirit and soul as its essence, will appear in front of all qualified people and open its doors to them.

The power of the material world is recognized by the same clan, and the spirit enters the royal court, and then puts on its own crown. At this point, it can be regarded as a king of Sakaz.

The Royal Court has lasted for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. The unique racial characteristics of the Sakaz determine that their inheritance will never be cut off. The souls of all Sakaz who died in the material world will become the Royal Court. a part of.

For example, the throne of Bozhuoka Siti is engraved with the racial memory of the Wendigo. It is condensed by the countless victims of the Wendigo in the past years and even the spirit of the previous king. Sitting on this seat means receiving the Wendigo. The recognition of Diego’s ethnic group.

The white glaze had a chance to sit on it.

This was what surprised Bozhuo Kasiti the most.

A person who is not even Sakaz has the qualifications to enter the Sakaz royal court. Even ten thrones are not worth stopping for him.

Bozhuoka Siti was greatly restricted in this space. She knew that she had only one option: walk over, sit down, and put on the crown, otherwise she would be forced to leave this space.

If she could raise her hand to signal Bai Glaze to sit in that position, she was already trying her best to resist the oppression from deep within her bloodline.

But Bai Glaze not only has no restrictions, but even steps forward like a free man, walking up the steps that even the Ten Kings are not qualified to step on.

If the thrones of the ten kings are constructed by the spirits of the ancestors and victims of each ethnic group, then the entire hall, including the white-glazed stairs, is a symbol of the entire Sakaz spiritual world.

The place it leads to is the holy land above all Sakaz spirits, and it is the original connection of this chaotic ethnic group composed of multiple races.

Above the ten kings, Sakaz's belief is also the reason why all countries are frightened and still resist Sakaz to this day.

Devil.

The ten kings have the qualifications to meet. In the reality of Terra, the current monarch of Kazdaele is Traces, but only the ten kings who can enter the depths of the bloodline know that the throne of the Demon King has not been changed because of Traces. Turn on.

The door to the throne of the Demon King has always been closed. Even Tracys, who has the most orthodox royal bloodline, can only push it open and enter.

But he didn't sit on it. Although the Ten Kings couldn't see the status of the Demon King's seat, they could sense that it was still an empty seat.

Bozhuo Kasiti sat on the throne, her hands falling naturally on the armrests. She looked at the stairs at the end and the door that was easily pushed open by the white glaze, and was silent.

Bozhuoka Siti didn't know why her lover could enter Sakaz's bloodline.

But she knew that her lover would not become the devil.

The other kings on the seats were restless. Their figures were shrouded in the blurry black mist. Their faces could not be seen clearly, but their features could be seen.

The Blood Demon Lord, the Scavenger King, the Banshee Lord, the Shapeshifter... the eyes behind the black mist were locked on Bozhuoka Siti, trying to find out some clues about the white-haired man from her. .

………………

Bai Glaze looked at the throne in front of him.

The armrests and backrest of the throne were towering and towering, as if they were made for giants, but the seat itself drooped down to make the girl sitting in the seat more comfortable.

Bai Glaze couldn't be more familiar with that girl.

Amiya.

At this time, she seemed to be helping Bai Glaze process the documents and then fell asleep tiredly. Her delicate little face was so cute. She tilted her head slightly and rested against the back of the chair. Bai Glaze could even hear a faint snore, which was heart-wrenching. Live with love.

Above her head, hovering quietly was a black crown.

The crown seems to be composed of several prisms connected by a black hoop. It is simple but ferocious, and the simple structure has a solemn and sinister meaning.

Bai Glaze's gaze did not stay on the crown, but looked around.

He is looking for the person he is looking for.

Sure enough, in the black shadows on both sides of the throne, there was a figure standing on each side. The two figures looked so illusory, as if entering here was already their limit. Even the throne in front of them couldn't do it. Able to retreat to both sides of the throne and quietly wait for the opportunity when the throne becomes vacant.

Thick black fog shrouded their bodies, and their white and pink hair could only be seen clearly through the moment when the black fog drifted away.

The current king of Kazdaele, Tracys.

and his sister, Theresa, the leader of the Tower of Babel, the predecessor of Rhodes Island.

Perhaps before Bai Glaze entered this space, their figures were still solid, and they were even qualified to come to the throne and take a closer look at the black crown.

But when Bai Glaze entered, everything gave way, and the former candidates for the throne retreated to the side. Black mist enveloped their perception, making it impossible to see Bai Glaze clearly at this time.

Bai Glaze turned back and stared at the black crown.

In the space, many tiny sounds gradually appeared.

Some of those voices are full of majesty, while others are approachable, some are male or female, some are vicissitudes of life or are immature, as if the throne in front of them is talking to Bai Glaze.

"Please put it on."

"The survival of civilization is reserved for you."

"You have this qualification..."

"Lead us..."

Those fragmentary voices seemed like irrational persuasion, just a... way to confuse.

Bai Glaze stayed with his cane, making no movement, and the expression on his face was solemn.

Seeing that he was still hesitating, the voices became louder and louder, and even the throne made of countless prisms in front of him trembled, and illusory faces vaguely appeared on every surface of the prisms.

They shouted and urged noisily.

"Put it on!"

"You are the devil, and this is the seat reserved for you!"