Rod's mage hand picked up the long sword, and the phantom of the Ruined King appeared on the sword, looking at Rhodes through gritted teeth.

"You...... You ruined my last chance!! ”

"Don't be stupid." Rod waved his hand, interrupting the unwilling roar of the Ruined King, "Do you still think you have a chance?" They've already found you! ”

"How is that possible?! Discover why I left it alone! ”

"You look so stupid." The corners of Rod's mouth tugged downward, revealing a look of pity, "You don't even know what the doctrine of the Qianjue Sect is......"

The teachings of the Qianjue sect - what is that?!

"Hospice care - I will help you fulfill your possible last wish, and in return, your sword is mine, and this is a small agreement between me and Qianjue."

A "small agreement" that can decide its own destiny......

At this moment, the Ruined King was completely stunned.

When did you become an inconsequential existence in someone else's mouth?

However, there was obviously not enough time for him to sigh now—Rhodes had already picked up a fireball, held it in his hand, made a gesture ready to launch, and spoke again.

"Say it quickly, your last wish, I'm in a hurry."

“…… I hope you'll remember my story – and pass it on! ”

"Your story?" Rhodes frowned, obviously not expecting such a request from the ruined king, "I'm not a bard......"

"Then go to the bard!" The Ruined King suddenly raised his tone, "I don't care what you do, but you must leave the whole story to the world in its entirety, or I will destroy this sword!" ”

"Okay, calm down—" For the sake of his equipment, Rod had to patiently agree, "It's hospice, I promise you." ”

The Ruined King didn't end up telling Rod his name either—Rhodes chose to call him Death, a name that fits perfectly with his story.

Most of the legends about the Dead are true, and it is true that he fell into madness after losing his wife, but it all has its own premise.

And the full story is not the same as the legend.

……………………

He is a talented fellow, and although he does not have a guardian mother, he has the same talent as Medivan and has the same hobby as Medivan - dancing.

At that time, he was still a prince, an inconspicuous one among many princes, usually obsessed with spells, and seemed to be weak and weak, not heroic at all.

At that time, Mourn's father was already old, everyone was making political investments, and no one paid attention to Mourning, although Mourn loved to dance, but he was never the protagonist of the ball.

Every time a waltz sounded in the hall, Death would return to his tower, dancing with the shadows - of course, sometimes the dance partner was a puppet, depending on Death's recent research projects.

Until he met Aisha.

Aisha is a girl who is always full of energy, and many times even looks like a tomboy.

Although she is the youngest daughter of a rising political star in her country, Aisha naturally dislikes places full of people, preferring instead to escape to her father's field of vision to find the existence she is interested in.

At a ball, Aisha escapes halfway and slips into the Dead Tower, who hated being disturbed by others the most, but after seeing Aisha, the ghost magically lifts all the restrictions on the Mage Tower, and invites Aisha to dance with her with a red face.

On the top floor of his tower, he completed his first pas de deux.

Everything that followed was as beautiful and logical as a fairy tale.

With the help of Aisha's family, Death ascended to the throne, and Aisha's father also gave his daughter to Death.

A hundred years after Aisha's father, his granddaughter Callista succeeded him as a general.

He still loves to dance, but this time he has his favorite dance partner.

If it is a fairy tale, the end of the story may be "the king and queen live happily" - but people always grow up, and fairy tales are often just the best part of a story.

As his comprehension of magic became more and more thorough, he also felt an indescribable suffocation.

Under the pressure, the delicate Death did not hold back, and violated the oath he had made when he was studying magic, and used the forbidden prophecy magic.

He prophesied about his country

But what makes it difficult for Mourn to accept is that the results of countless prophecies all lead to destruction, which makes Mourn fall into extreme self-doubt.

Is there something wrong with the spell, or is destruction inevitable?

The reason for this is unknown.

In order to find out the truth of the prophecy, he neglected the country, became tired of politics, and delved into the pile of old papers, looking for clues that might clarify the prophecy.

The people of the royal family have a lot of complaints about the funeral, only the funeral's wife Aisha silently accompanied the funeral, and the two spent countless sleepless nights together.

The husband and wife were in love with each other, as if they had swapped places with each other - Death studied the prophecy while Aisha circled the court.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the pas de deux in the middle of the night.

In the process, he discovered the thousand-year-old reincarnation of Valoran, discovered that the undead seemed to be able to avoid this reincarnation, discovered a little information about the god of death (Qianjue), and even learned a little about Mordecaesar's past.

Most importantly, the Death Reckoning found that a new millennium was about to come.

But the information found wasn't enough to make the death change everything.

He was still looking for a chance to save his country—but no one but his wife could understand his thoughts, and everyone thought that the king was starting to become mediocre and insane.

Fortunately, there are still loyal Iron Regiments, and loyal Calista, and the country is stable as a whole.

But later, as he ignored the government for a long time, something happened after all.

The leader of the Iron Order was killed in a battle and succeeded by Hecarim; During a royal meeting to attack the Assassins, a vassal king suddenly launched an assassination, and in a trance, Calista struck the Assassin's poison blade, which grazed the queen's arm, and the queen was poisoned.

It was a life-devouring poison that no one could cure—not even the Dead himself, and it was in this situation that Calista left the world to find an antidote, and Hekarim came to the center of politics.

The grief-stricken Mourn did not bother anyone anymore, for the only one who understood him was now terminally ill, and even if he exended all his strength, he could not stop the Queen's life force from passing - and in the end, the Queen died in Mourn's arms.

And without Aisha's circumstance, the country gradually declined.

Finally, Calista, who had high hopes, returned, with news of Fuguang Island.

When the desperate Dead heard about the existence of the Fountain of Life, he thought a lot, and he desperately needed Calista to take him to Fuguang Island, but Calista refused.

It was up to him to explain to him that he could use the poison, but Calista always believed that it was wrong to do so and that the dead should not exist in the world.

In desperation, he imprisoned his niece, General Calista, the general.

After Calista was thrown into prison, Death implied that Hecarim had deceived Calista and finally managed to make it to Fuguang Island.

Before leaving, he left the hilt of his sword to his own people, and claimed that whoever had the hilt of the sword was in his hand when he returned, and who was his successor - Mourn and Aisha had never had children.

And when the royal family was fighting frantically like hyenas grabbing food, he left the royal capital with the Iron Regiment and the elite of the whole country, rode the wind and waves, and came to Fuguang Island.

On Fuguang Island, Yan recognized the huge amplification circle based on the entire island, and remembered the information he had found before, and finally thought of a solution to everything.

Occupy Fukko Island!

While researching the poison in the queen's house, Mourn had mastered this method of devouring life, and with this strange poison, Mourn was stunned to find a way to transform the living into the undead—the curse of the Ruined King.

And in the eyes of the dead, now is the best opportunity!

Calista stops Death again - this time, Hekarim takes out Callista and kills Death...... There was no blocking.

With no one on the island to defend themselves, the Iron Regiment raided the area.

He found the fountain of life as he wished, and then carried his queen into the spring.

The queen woke up, and she held her up excitedly, trying to turn around in a circle to celebrate the reunion as she had done when they first met and danced, but the queen, who had become a ghost, rebuked her.

Aisha said that she was disappointed, saying that she really did something wrong this time.

At this time, the mourning was the same as before—but Aisha's words still made his heart ache.

Under the interweaving of countless pains, he finally became completely radical and unable to recognize himself, and in his opinion, even Queen Aisha betrayed him.

In despair, he chose to release the curse of the Ruined King.

From that moment on, the mourning was finally free of concerns.

Since the living can betray, then everyone should die!

Since then, he has become the king of ruins, and he is determined to face the whole world as the king of the dead, facing this world that seems to him to be cold and cruel.

The country is destroyed, and the mourning is happy to see; The Race was killed, and the Mourning felt painful—in Mourning's view, the rest of the royal family...... Damn it!

Rod didn't know if the narrator was the deepest self of the Seal of Death, or the last obsession of the Seal, but he had become a quiet listener, quietly listening to the story.

As the Dead speaks, the clouds on the Isle of Shadows have gradually dissipated, and the sun is shining once again on the cursed land.

Mourning was still muttering Aisha's name, and Rhodes was burning a flame of life in front of him.

The flames were blazing, as if a graceful woman wearing a laurel wreath and a long gown was dancing.

Mourning, who was getting fainter and fainter in the sunlight, quietly looked at this beating figure, his eyes were full of tenderness - when the dancing flame stretched out his "hand", Mourn also stretched out his hand.

He joined the dance.

The flames swirled, and the Mourn danced the last tango with the flames.

"Aisha - Aisha ......"

Rod closed his eyes, and the white flame of life purified everything and slowly extinguished, leaving not even ashes left.

Since then, Valoran has never had a ruined king.