Chapter 469: Misty Mountain Kingdom

"Tell me what happened during the Zhongshan election. Leitch said.

"Because at the beginning, the Roland Empire did not decide which leader to crown as the king of the Misty Mountains, but left it to us to choose, and at the suggestion of the Roland Empire's envoy, we finally chose the election site in the Zhongshan camp, that is, the main stronghold of the Zhongshan tribe, which was also recognized by all the leaders. ”

There is no city or village in the Misty Mountains, and the Barbarians of the Misty Mountains refer to their gathering points as small battalions, battalions, and large battalions. However, in the Misty Mountain, there are actually three camps, which are the North Mountain Camp, the South Mountain Camp and the Zhongshan Camp.

"The election date was set for January 1 of this year. Out of trust in Griffos, the tribal leaders who went to participate in the election did not have many escorts with them, including the Great Chiefs of the North Mountains and the Great Chiefs of the South Mountains, and there were only a dozen guards around them. As he spoke, a fierce resentment suddenly burst into Rolf's face, "But it turns out that Griffos has betrayed the trust of all of us, this outright hypocrite!"

Although emotional, Rolf's narration did not stop there, and he tried to control his tone as much as possible: "Because our Misty Mountain warriors worship the strong, so at the suggestion of Graves, we divided the election into two processes, the first is a big competition between the leaders who are interested in participating in the campaign to choose the strongest among them, and the second is for all the leaders to vote to elect a great leader who can subdue all the Misty Mountain tribes!"

"Although nominally the tribal leader was eligible to participate in that election, in fact, everyone knew in their hearts that there were only two people who were really qualified to compete—the Great Leader of the South Mountain and the Great Leader of the North Mountain! As the most powerful warriors in our Misty Mountains, the two Great Leaders had the powerful strength of the Peak Battle Saint!" Although Rolf didn't have too much respect for personal force, when he mentioned the two great leaders of the Misty Mountains, there was still a trace of heat and reverence in his eyes.

"At first, the Great Leader of the South Mountain and the Great Leader of the North Mountain set up a ring respectively, allowing any tribal leader to go up and challenge, but it was no surprise that those challengers were easily defeated in the hands of the two Great Leaders! In less than half a day, the two Great Leaders defeated hundreds of challengers one after another!"

In the end, only Griffos didn't come forward to challenge. However, long before the election, there was news that Graves had no intention of participating in the election, and the relationship between Graves and the two big chiefs, Weng Son-in-law, so most of us believed it. So we weren't much surprised that Griffos never had any intention of making a move at that time. ”

"So, when the sun was just beginning to set in the west, the election ushered in the first major event - the Great Leader of the South Mountain vs. the Great Leader of the North Mountain, a strong duel between the two peak battle saints!"

I saw Rolf say with reverence on his face: "The two great leaders are worthy of being the powerhouses of the peak battle saint level, they can collapse the mountains and cut off the rivers with their hands; one by one, the primordial totems are flying and coiling, summoning countless powerful totem ancestral spirits, the sun is dimmed, and the clouds are dissipated! By noon the next day, the hundred-mile mountain in front of the Zhongshan camp was stunned and the two great leaders were flattened!"

"The two great leaders fought for a full day and a night, but in the end they still couldn't tell the winner. So the two big leaders discussed ending the battle, after all, the two big leaders had already understood that the strength between the two sides was half a pound and eight taels, and if they continued to fight, they would only lose both, and the election was more than that. ”

"But at this moment, Graves made a move!" It can be clearly seen that at this moment, Rolf's eyes flashed with a strong complexity, admiration, disdain, and resentment......

"Speaking of Grey Spirits, we are an outlier in the Misty Mountains, our Misty Mountain warriors respect the strong, but the number of times Grey Heads really fights is quite small, especially in the last hundred years, and I have never heard of him in any battles! Even in the face of the attack of the army of the Roland Empire, Grey Heads is more of a commander, but he himself is rarely involved in battle! This kind of 'cowardly' approach once made Grey Heads deeply despised by many people. ”

However, because of this, before the Zhongshan election, almost no one knew the true strength of Griffos, and even the two big leaders did not regard him as a threat to themselves. But it turns out that all of us are very wrong!" Rolf said with a strong shock on his face, "As soon as Graves made a move, he turned all of us on his mind!"

"Graves is a shaman, it's well known. Speaking of which, our Highlander Shaman is quite similar to the battle mage to which Lord Viscount belongs, wielding strange shamanic powers as well as melee combat skills!

"At first, it was not Gravos who asked to participate in the campaign, but he was forced. Speaking of the word 'broken', the corners of Rolf's mouth raised a hint of obvious sarcasm, "When the two big leaders had just finished fighting, some tribal leaders encouraged Graves to come forward to challenge, and these agitators turned out to be supporters of the two big leaders all along! So although many people glared at these people angrily at that time, no one could raise any objections, after all, these were 'their own people'!"

"But as long as they are not blind, who can't see that these people have already secretly taken refuge in Graves? It was then that we first realized the powerful ambition hidden under Greyplays' hypocritical face!"

"Of course, there are also tribal leaders who are very dissatisfied with Greyfors's petty behavior of interfering in the two big chiefs just after the battle has just ended, and ask him why he finally backtracked after the news broke the news that he would not participate in the election?! But in the end, Grey Heads only replied lightly - he had never said such a thing himself! And in fact, no one could prove that this was said by Grey Heads himself, so there was no reason for the two big leaders to refuse Grey Lives' challenge at that time!"

"But to everyone's disbelief, as soon as he got on the field, Griffos actually threatened to challenge the two big bosses at the same time!"

Speaking of this, Rolf suddenly seemed to see the scene where Graves appeared at that time - a black bone mask in the shape of a sheep's skull, a tight-fitting half-length robe, and a black wooden staff in the shape of a tree branch. ”

"The battle between Grey Forge and the two Great Leaders was not long-lasting, nor was it too intense, but it was absolutely shocking—Grey Heads casually raised his hand to resist the Star Fall of the Great Leader of the South Mountain, and knocked it away with his backhand, smashing down three giant peaks in a row!

"In this way, almost in the blink of an eye, Grey Heads suppressed the Great Leader of the South Mountain and the Great Leader of the North Mountain at the same time, but the people present couldn't even see his true strength!" Even now, there is still a deep shock in Rolf's eyes, "You must know that the two Great Leaders are both peak Battle Saints, although the previous battle consumed a lot of their strength, but it is by no means something that ordinary Saint Rank powerhouses can compete with, but Graves was stunned to suppress the two of them at the same time, and severely injured the two of them!"

"Do you doubt that Graves has stepped into the realm of legends?" Looking into Rolf's eyes, Reich could guess what he was thinking.

"I do doubt it, otherwise it would be hard to explain why he is so strong!" Rolf said with a solemn expression.

"I don't think so. Leitch shook his head slightly, "Legend is a very special field, no one can say exactly how to really step into the field of legend, but there is one thing, the legend powerhouse must have participated in the big events that shook the continent! Before the Zhongshan election, Griffos didn't seem to have such an experience." ”

"Why—" Rolf wondered, bewildered.

"There is no more than one way to gain great power in this world, such as with the help of some powerful weapon, such as the Prophet of Thor's Guild who wielded Thor's hammer for generations, or to obtain the blessing of some powerful god, such as the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, or to destroy Ernest's Bow with his bare hands, such as the resurrected Troll King Mastag......"

A hint of strangeness suddenly appeared on Leqi's face: "Of course, if the opponent itself is greatly weakened, it can also be seen as a significant increase in his own strength!"

Rolf was really quick-witted, and he immediately reacted and said, "What does the Viscount mean is that the two great leaders have already been weakened by the hypocrite's secret tactics before they duel with Griffos?!"

"What's so strange about this? At that time, you were already in Griffos's territory, and because of the relationship between Weng and his son-in-law, and Griffs's always good old man's style, it is estimated that the two big leaders before did not have much precaution against their good son-in-law, if Griffos had planned for them, do you think they would have been able to detect it in advance?"

Judging by Rolf's ugly face, it was clear that he also agreed with Reich's conjecture. Of course, this is still just a conjecture, after all, what is the strength of Griffos, and how he can easily suppress the two great leaders of the peak Battle Saint level, perhaps only he knows......

"No matter what, in the end, the two great leaders were defeated by Graves, and were severely injured by the hypocrite, completely losing their combat effectiveness, and the hypocrite naturally became the 'chosen', the strongest of the Misty Mountain!"

"Although Grey Forge impressed many tribal leaders in the first round with his strong strength, there is no doubt that the second round of voting is the most important!" Speaking of this, Rolf's face suddenly appeared extremely mocking and intense pleasure, "Even if the hypocrites of Grey Heads tried their best, it turned out that the tribal leaders who supported the two big leaders still accounted for the vast majority! In the second round of voting, the Great Leader of Nanshan received the highest number of votes, followed by the Great Leader of North Mountain, and the third place was him Graves!"

"But the winner in the end is still Griffos, right?" said Leitch abruptly.

"Your guess is right, Lord Viscount, after learning that he was defeated, the hypocrite of Griffois finally stripped off his hypocritical face - he sent a large number of elites to surround us all, and made it clear that everyone should choose him!

"And then Graifos managed to win the support of the vast majority of the tribal leaders, and finally won?" said Retch's eyes narrowing slightly.

"Yes, in the face of the threat of death, the vast majority of tribal leaders chose to change their position and choose Grey Forge instead, and it is because of this that Grey Fortune was able to win in the end! But not all of them are cowards!" Rolf's eyes flashed with pride, pain, and hatred at this, "including my father, even in the face of the butcher's knife around his neck, only in exchange for his disdainful spit, which he spat in the face of the hypocrite!"

"In the past, even if someone spat in front of him like this, the hypocrite would not only not be angry, but would even turn around and show his other face!" Rolff mocked, but then his voice suddenly sank, "But this time, Graves showed his cold and iron-blooded side - dozens of tribal leaders, including my father, were publicly executed for refusing Greyfors' demands!"

"After eliminating all voices that dared to oppose him, Griffos was officially crowned King of the Misty Mountains under the witness of the Ancestral Spirit of the Misty Mountains and the auspices of the envoy of St. PePaul, and the Kingdom of the Misty Mountains was established!"

"Subsequently, Graves, including the two great chiefs, crowned thousands of nobles, large and small, including me, a noble baron!" Rolf said 'honorable', but he was completely gnashing his teeth.

"In the end, Graves really allowed the Great Leader of the South Mountain and the Great Chief of the North Mountain to return safely to their respective tribes?"

Hearing Leitch's question, Rolf's face couldn't help but show a strong shock, but he still said: "No, the two great leaders failed to return to their respective tribes, and died violently on the way because of their injuries! Could it be that the viscount is suspecting that the death of the two great leaders was simply the work of the hypocrite?!"

"Does it matter now?" asked Richie faintly.

Rolf was stunned when he heard this, and after a while, he said with a bitter face: "It's really not important anymore-"

"Griffos's handwriting should be more than that, right?" Leitch then asked, his eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had seen through time and understood Hengyu!

"I almost wonder if Lord Viscount has a pair of eyes that can pierce through time!" Rolf looked at Leitch in shock, and then said with a complicated face, "But Lord Viscount guessed correctly, after 'confirming' the news of the death of the two great leaders, the hypocrite immediately sealed a large number of nobles from the Nanshan tribe and the Beishan tribe, from the duke to the baron, adding up to at least hundreds, which made the two most powerful tribes in the Misty Mountains now decompose into hundreds of noble territories that are conquest and dumping with each other!" What a wretched bunch!"

Luck ignored Rolf's emotional venting, and pondered for a while before looking at the southwest and sighing, "It seems that there is an amazing character in the Misty Mountains—"

(End of chapter)