In the night, dark clouds like a black sea obscured all the stars and moons, and they poured into the area where the magic energy was thin like a thousand horses. Fort Sava stood like a black beast on the mountain range under the thick dark clouds, and there was hardly any light to be seen under the dark clouds, except for the lights in the castle.

The demonic energy that frantically squeezed into this area brought with it a howling wind and a roaring thunderbolt that resembled the roar of the gods, and the electricity that resembled the fury of the gods. The howling hurricane uprooted the giant trees on the mountain, and the trees that required five people to hug were no better than a light branch in the hurricane, and the hurricane swept it against the hard stone wall of Fort Savoie, and exploded into dead branches with a bang; the electric light fell to the ground like a stout passage connecting heaven and earth, and every second dozens of lightning bolts formed under the black clouds, and the lightning fell to the top of the mountain like a divine punishment, striking scorching sparks.

Birds and beasts fled in panic, countless birds screamed to avoid the apocalyptic mountain world, the beasts panicked to avoid the lightning and fire, a giant bear awoke from hibernation, it protected its cub and fled, a blazing white electric chain cleaved at it, and the cubs in its arms were all turned into a mass of charcoal. The scorching smell of burning fat filled the air, and soon the stench was dispersed by the violent hurricane. The air was filled with the smell of dampness and decay, and the wind of the mountains and forests, with a huge amount of moisture, steamed in the light of the fires caused by lightning, and the white mist had dreamy colors.

But that dream is hell for the beasts!

At this time, a white light pierced through the black clouds and went straight to the sky, and in the hazy light, there seemed to be a great will to open its eyes. The blazing white light formed a huge rune to disperse the black clouds, and the runes were hazy and could not be seen really, but as soon as they appeared, they declared their sovereignty like an overlord. Black clouds funnel-shaped around the hazy Rune Throne, and the sky began to fall with a fluttering snowflake that covered it in the splashing firelight, and the white mist grew thicker in the snort, gradually spreading around the black beast on the mountain.

Charlotte under the blazing runes was like a demon god, holding a book in his left hand, standing quietly on the black steps, the wind, lightning, and white fog seemed to be afraid of his existence, and the area with him as the center of the kilometer seemed to form an invisible wall. Supernatural power could only hover outside the invisible wall, and without his command, he did not dare to go beyond the thunder pool by half a step.

This is Charlotte's ability to summon the future - the Half-Step King! His throne is not yet fully formed, but it has a basic prototype. He silently felt his power, and the reserves of the magic energy pool in his body had not yet surpassed the Nine Rings, but the nature of those magic energy had fundamentally changed. Magical energy is no longer an ordinary medium, each basic unit is as clear as crystals, and its interior is hazy and dreamy, like an unformed miniature world.

Al may not be able to propel Charlotte to the king, but now, including Nancy, who is standing beside him, he is sure that the theory he has built - Charlotte Clayderman - has the qualifications to become the king!

Envious eyes flickered in Nancy's eyes, and she sighed slightly, jealous of Charlotte's talent from the bottom of her heart.

She practiced magic in the early days of the Magic Empire more than 3,000 years ago, and considers herself to be a gifted person, and a powerhouse in the multiverse. But compared to Charlotte, that pride can only be shattered.

"How?" asked Charlotte, "not as expected, but will the power convince you?"

Nancy smiled calmly, "I will support you, I hope you can really solve the death tattoo in the future." ”

"Surely!" replied in a firm tone, turning to Fort Savoie, "she's coming! ”

It was also when Charlotte lifted the throne that all the powerful in the North felt that great power. Although Edwin's power can obscure the long river of fate and the perception of those supreme strong, the strong people in the northern realm who are close at hand are naturally not in this range. They didn't need to deduce the long river of fate at all, and they could substantially observe the rune of kingship that penetrated the sky.

Inside the Tower of Icewind, Dema and Dinah rose from their bedrooms, pushing open the windows to observe the area through the towering Mage Tower.

Ten kilometers west of the center of the tower, a hexahedral tower with a narrow bottom and a wide upper part stands on the side of the tower, like a loyal guard. Its silvery-gray exterior is covered with a maze of maze loops in which pale blue streamers flow like digital boards, where the engineers of the Mage Tower are putting the finishing touches.

Behind the newly built mage tower, a blazing white light could be seen shining in all directions, and the light spread over a small black cloud, as soft and ethereal as a glossed black feather. There is no need to trace the long river of fate, and Dema and Dema can feel the great will in that white light.

The will is familiar, but it also exudes a sense of alienation and strangeness. Dinah opened her mouth cutely and muttered, "That direction...... It's Savoie Fort, right?"

If the Supreme Tower and Sava Fort are connected in a straight line, the new Mage Tower will be located on top of this straight line. Even if you don't need to confirm the location, just looking at the location of the blazing white light can roughly locate its physical space.

"That's Charlotte!" said Dema, though firmly, with a look of horror on her face.

"That's the King of the Roots!?" Dinah shook her head violently, "Just kidding! How old is that guy this year?

"It's not a king, but it's only half a step away. Dema took a breath and made a judgment, "Anyway, Fort Savoie is in trouble." Would you like to go over and have a look?"

"Well, to be honest, I really don't want to be involved in a fight at this level. What kind of goddamn age of mythology is this?" Dinah grumbled, and the petite legendary master sighed that it was so cute, "Alas, what a worry-free guy. ”

"You order the Inner Ring Council to impose martial law on the whole city, and I'll go first. Dema replied and hurried out of the room. She had to use the Teleportation Array of the Tower to get to the teleportation area closest to Fort Sava and get to the center of the incident as quickly as possible.

At the same time, in an unnamed town in the north, Ramsay, dressed in a white robe, pushed open the window and looked at the world in a daze like a demon.

He had been standing in front of the window for a few minutes, and his expression had changed from shock to smile, and now he could no longer hide his joy!

"Hahahaha......" he laughed loudly, ignoring the insults of the rest of the guests in the inn, like a madman who had escaped from a mental hospital, "the time I have been looking forward to is finally coming! a new era! a new adventure! Ladies and gentlemen, please let me introduce that this is the time when the old king is dead and the new king is on the throne!"

Just as he said, countless powerful beings in the multiverse have sensed the inexplicable palpitations from the long river of fate, and they use their inquiring eyes to find the source of the palpitations, but the hidden river of fate has blocked their eyes that are enough to exhaust the universe.

In the process, the gods, who have been assimilated by the rules, feel the anger that wells up from the depths of their souls, a strong sense of crisis mixed with a sense of disgust at being blasphemed. And so, resentment grows in it.