Chapter 17: The Omen of Darkness (Table)

Darkness is coming. Devoured everything the boy knew.

His past, present, and future are all gone, only the infinite darkness and infinite emptiness.

Being alive becomes never alive, denying the existence of everything, pure chaos and silence.

Such a shijie is really terrible (sad).

"Ahh

"Awake?" a voice asked.

The werewolf boy was still confused, looking at the young knight in front of him, who was slightly older than him, and was stunned for a quarter of an hour before he gradually remembered everything that had happened before.

"This is?" "The base of the Knights of the Northern Heavens of Pantorakan. Knight Arthur replied briefly.

"How long have I been in a coma?" "A week. "A week?!" the werewolf boy was startled, almost jumping out of the hospital bed, but the pain kept him back.

"The village. What about the village?" "I'm sorry, but there are no survivors other than you. The knight looked indifferent, as if the life or death of the villagers had nothing to do with him: "All the bodies that can be found are well buried." "Yes. A haze appeared on Bediwell's face, "Xiexie you, young knight. I owe you a favor. "Not [the young knight], I'm Arthur Kelton, the silver knight. "Rest well." The therapist says that your bones have regenerated smoothly, but if you move around, you may break somewhere. "No," the werewolf boy scrambled to his feet, enduring the pain all over his body, "I want to see your leader." Arthur sneered disdainfully, "Oh, do you think the Heavenly Knight will be so easy to receive you?" "Don't laugh! this is important!" the werewolf boy said busily, "The guys of the Fierce Fang Clan are going to open [the Shijie Wall]!" "The Shijie Wall?" Arthur looked out the window, "You mean [the end of shijie]?" "Far away at the end of the sky, an ancient wall rises from the ground, stretching into deep space, and on the endless horizon. It isolates the living beings of the earth in this walled land, dividing the whole earth in half.

Arthur looked out the window at the looming shadow of the wall in the distance.

Is there really an end to shijie?

"Whatever you call it, it's [Shijie Wall]. Bediville continued, "If you know about Shijie, you should also know that thanks to that there is only a large [dark region] in Eastern Europe, where you can only see the sun for six hours a day, and the whole dark region is either a barren wasteland or a miasma-filled poisonous swamp." "-I know. The conditions in which the Hungarians live are indeed harsh, which is why you continue to invade the Glorious Lands (Western European countries) and loot food and weapons. "The young knight grabbed the white road.

"No, only the fangs are robbed, and most of the other races are living in their own lives in the dark realms!" Bediwell defended the orcs, "but everyone lives honestly, living with those limited resources for generations. Until—"Until?" "Until one day, the Romani (Kitsunes) discovered the remains of an ancient man. They deciphered the information in the ruins and discovered a fact that made them angry.

[Shijie no Wall] didn't exist in the first place. It was built by your ancestors, the Agnu, the Celts, the Romans, the Egyptians, and other ancient peoples. The orcs were originally slaves of the ancient people, and were forced to undergo genetic modification in order to allow them to live in the dark regions and manage the walls of Shijie. "Weishenme? It's just a broken wall, is it that important?" asked Arthur, puzzled.

"Nobody knows. Some people say that the outside of the wall of shijie is the end of shijie, and the wall of shijie is used to block the flood from the end of shijie. It is also said that there is no end to shijie, and the other side of the wall of shijie is the golden continent of the East, where gold is everywhere, and food and wine are endless. Both hypotheses sound like a lie. Arthur sneered disdainfully.

"Whatever the facts," Beddeville continued, "there are many among the orcs who think that the wall of shijie should be opened. It doesn't matter what's on the other side of the wall, the important thing is that as long as the wall no longer exists, there will be more sunlight in the dark areas, and everyone's life will not be so hard. "Nice idea. However, this assumption is not possible in the first place. You're talking about-that-a-shijie wall, right? No matter how powerful the attack is, you can't scratch a single flower mark, and it's incredibly hard to be a huge wall. The jishu of the ancient people, we are estimated to be unable to surpass it in another thousand years. "Of course, it can't be opened with strong means. "But what if I told you that there was a key to open it?" "The key?" "A magic sigil guarded by the seven orc clans and passed down from generation to generation among the clan chiefs." That is the fragment of the key that opened the seal of the wall of shijie. Taken together, the seven pieces are a complete key. Arthur looked into the werewolf boy's heart with a sharp eye: "That's why the tigers are chasing you, right?" "Well, you know that too. My clan has been wiped out, and I'm probably the only survivor of my clan. I can't tell you where the key fragments of my clan are, but the other key fragments have fallen into the hands of the fangs.

Originally, four of the seven major clans did not agree to open the wall of Shijie. But those vile fangs!—they plotted against the chiefs while they were at the clan assembly, and the chiefs' keys were robbed.

My father, the patriarch of our clan, had anticipated that he would be killed before the assembly, and gave me the fragment of Zuihou's key for safekeeping in advance, so as to prevent the fragment of Zuihou from falling into the hands of the Fierce Fang Clan. But our clan was immediately besieged by the Fierce Fang Clan, and Zuihou was still wiped out. "I see. You're having a hard time, too. The knight said disapprovingly, he did not show any mercy, or that he never knew what mercy was: "Well, then, as long as you hide the fragment of the key in your hand, the Hungarian jihua will never be able to carry it out? Bediwell sighed in despair, "The orcs, including the three clans that had already supported Jihua, plus the other three clans who had to support Jihua because they had lost their patriarch and were afraid of being wiped out, they had a combined army of three million.

Each of the orcs is stronger than you humans.

Even if you form a combined army with the countries of Europe, the number of people will not exceed two million, and you will still not be able to balance the huge disparity in military strength.

In the past, they did not make particularly conspicuous moves against the countries of Western Europe in order not to be alarmed. But now, they are aware of my presence, and they will do whatever it takes to get the fragment of the key in my hand—what are you going to do then?" Arthur looked at Bedeville without a trace of emotion on his face: "At that time, I had to kill them all. "—Are you serious? Are you crazy?!" Arthur was silent. The werewolf boy could see from the knight's eyes that the other party's words were by no means casual.

This knight boy, at least he had seriously considered the almost crazy practice of fighting against millions of beast ** armies alone.

Crazy?

The knight in front of him did kill the tiger leader with a single sword with great ease.

The leader of Bedeville, who had no chance of winning at all, was indeed killed in seconds by this seemingly powerless young knight in a simple and almost boring way-

What is this sacred?The trump card of the Pantoraken Knights?-

Or are the knights of Pantoraken so strong, as strong as monsters?!

Perhaps, there is really a glimmer of hope.

Perhaps, everything is not as bad as imagined.

The werewolf boy climbed out of bed and fell to his knees: "Knight Arthur, please teach me swordsmanship." I want to be strong, no, I have to be strong, I have to stop the orcs. Arthur was at a loss for a moment: "Even if you ask me to teach, I don't know how to start." My swordsmanship is quite special, and it was developed to match my own physique. Even if others are reluctant to learn, they will not be able to play its due effect. The knight paused.

"Uh, yes. I can't teach you [my] swordsmanship, but I know that a man can teach you swordsmanship, [yours alone]. "My swordsmanship?" "That's right. That person is, a genius [instructing others in martial arts]. Arthur said.