On this night, the residents of the Blue Rock Fort felt the oppressive atmosphere in the fort.

The occasional dull footsteps outside the window, the occasional sporadic sound of muskets, and the hesitation of the recent death of the Lord of Grimlockburg gave most of the castle residents a hint of despair.

Tomorrow, will the sun still be warm?

Tomorrow, will the Blue Rock Castle still be stable?

Tomorrow, will the heroic Thales family still be the leaders of the Blue Stone Castle?

Most people don't know that many people are silently praying to the god of war for his people, for the god of war to calm the war on the earth and return the once rich holy land.

In this anxious waiting, the day dawned.

When the first rays of sunlight hit the fort and dispelled the darkness hovering inside the fort, a large number of soldiers rode rickshaws around the streets to make announcements.

The soldier's hoarse voice continued to spread through the air inside the fort: "Verando, the son of the marshal, is about to succeed to the throne, and the coronation ceremony will be held in the Temple of the God of War!" ”

Verando, the fourth son of Marshal Thales, was ten years old, and the more than 5,000 inhabitants of the castle knew the news.

The fact that a ten-year-old child was able to declare his succession to the throne the day after the death of the Lord of Grelocle Fort greatly surprised some well-intentioned people.

Many people thought that the death of the main battle of Fort Glilot would be a catastrophe for the Blue Stone Castle, even if the Blue Stone Castle would not collapse because of this catastrophe, at least it would be chaotic for a while, but they didn't expect it to be stable the next day.

After a while, the official documents on the bulletin board of the fort and the piles of more than twenty human heads next to them were discovered, which caused an uproar.

More and more people gathered around the bulletin board and looked at the official documents. At the same time, point at the head on the edge of the card.

Someone applauded: "I don't know which adult in the castle came up with the idea." This hand is really powerful. This Lowe has a gloomy face, and I have long seen that he has a problem. ”

Someone was horrified by this method: "The lord of the new castle seems to be much more ruthless than the lord of Grilllockburg." ”

There were even more people in the crowd who were shocked: "I actually looked away, I didn't expect the fourth son, who has always been low-key and unknown, to be such a ruthless character!" ”

This contrast makes some people regret it.

They all realized that this Verandu was not simple, and the moment when the Lord of Greylock Fort had just died yesterday was actually the best time to disrupt the Blue Stone Castle. And now, just one night has passed. The overall situation has been decided, and outsiders no longer have the opportunity to secretly stir up the storm.

This thunderous method shocked some people's hearts.

The news from the soldiers, the head of the mole on the bulletin board, caused a large number of residents of the fort to rush towards the temple of the god of war inside the fort.

At this time, a large number of soldiers were stationed inside and outside the Temple of the God of War, and these soldiers not only guarded the entire temple, but also checked all the sniper shooting points within a radius of one mile, especially the high walls of the fortress, which were checked over and over again, and there were airships patrolling the sky constantly.

The three Commanders of Bluestone Castle had all seen the courage of the young Castle Lord last night, especially Grimman, who had just made a mistake. He spared no effort to find out the movements of every mouse in the fortress.

He couldn't afford to make a mistake again. Otherwise, even if the castle master can forgive him again, his other colleagues will not tolerate him, and his subordinates will look down on him, and an incompetent person is not worthy of being the leader of the Blue Stone Castle.

Outside the Temple of the God of War, it was already crowded, and most of the residents of the castle had arrived, and they wanted to watch the coronation of the new castle lord.

This was Rollin's intention, and although doing so would increase the likelihood of accidents, he was too young to be questioned about his age, and he needed such an opportunity to show himself.

At about nine o'clock in the morning, when the sun filled every corner of the Blue Stone Castle, he came out of the manor on the ceremonial mechanical turbine and drove slowly along the only avenue in the fortress towards the Temple of the God of War.

Luo Lin stood on the mechanical turbine that resembled a car, dressed in a solemn black military uniform, with the revolver that never left his waist pinned to his waist, and his hands held the handrail on the wheel, with a solemn expression.

He didn't smile or wave, because his third brother had just died in battle, and what he needed most at this time was to walk solemnly.

This ceremony is not only a coronation, but also a remembrance of the death of a brother.

Although he is only ten years old, he is already one meter six meters tall, and although his face is young, he is already seven or eight points like Marshal Thales ten years ago, especially with his face tense at this moment, the natural majesty is the same.

For a moment, the onlookers forgot to cheer, and they felt a kind of spiritual pressure from the neatly lined up soldiers, from the ten-year-old child.

The mechanical turbine roared softly, crushing the earth towards the Temple of War, the wind blowing the young lord of the new castle in his hair and his military uniform, as if baptizing him.

It wasn't until the mechanical turbine that Rollin was riding was far away that a middle-aged man in the crowd whispered: "It's really strange, just now I thought it was Marshal Thales sitting in the car!" ”

"Nonsense, Verando was originally the son of the marshal!"

"The Lord of the New Castle is not the same as the Lord of Greylock Castle, there is something sharp about him, which is strange and scary." Someone commented on this, and he shrank his head, as if frightened.

"You coward, you're frightened by the head on the billboard." Someone laughed at him: "The castle master is powerful, do you want our Blue Stone Castle to be bullied?" ”

In any case, the purpose of Rollin's public coronation this time was achieved.

With the momentum he had deliberately created, most of the residents of Bluestone Castle recognized his succession, and few questioned him because of his ten-year-old age.

In fact, those who had the motive to cause trouble were killed last night.

In the main hall of the Temple of the God of War, standing under the statue of his god, Luo Lin bowed his head slightly, and the patriarch of the Temple of the God of War placed the dark golden crown of Therguin diamonds on his forehead.

"May the god of war bless you." The Patriarch recites a blessing prayer.

Suddenly, a beam of golden-red light with a killing aura fell from the void, enveloping Rollin's body in brilliance.

In the midst of the radiance, there was power that was constantly infused into Rollin's body, strengthening his power.

This power is certainly not divine power. Rollin's physical body has been cut off from divine power. Otherwise, it will cause resistance to the source of life.

This is a blessing from the Holy Force. The blessings that every fortress owner who believes in the god of war will receive are similar to the gods before the troubled times and the Warring States.

This blessing will give him the power of a lizardman, and will allow him to enter the Abyssal Mist Land without being corrupted by the Corrupt Aura.

As the golden-red light slowly faded, the Patriarch whispered, "May the turmoil in the mortal world cease, and may the people of God conquer the abyss." ”

This sentence is the blessing of the god of war, and the goddess of life and the moon god have similar wishes, all of which have the same meaning, that is, to hope that the civil war in the holy land will stop. Go back to the glorious cause of fighting the abyss together more than ten years ago.

Although the wish is good, the reality is very cruel.

For ten years, countless heroes have tried to put an end to this, and their means are to conquer each other and compete with each other, trying to conquer everyone and build a unified Terran kingdom again.

So far, no one has succeeded, and the entire land has been plunged into a near-never-ending war.

On the surface, the root cause of the current situation can be described in five words, that is: how many heroes in the world.

Everyone is a hero. No one is left behind, and no one obeys anyone. Everyone fights to win, but no one wins, and the strength of the human race is consumed in vain.

The Lizardmen Empire in the Land of the White Mist also seems to be bound by the gods. In the past ten years, they have been sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, never taking the initiative to attack humans, and not putting any pressure on the human race, which has made a large part of the people forget the danger of lizardmen.

In such troubled times, the Terrans are expecting a real hero!

Rollin knew why this situation had arisen, not because mortals were without true heroes, but because the Lord of Darkness would destroy any chance that might change the balance of the troubled world at the moment through some crucial accidents.

In this seemingly ordinary situation, there is a terrible will of the Immortals.

No matter how heroic a mortal is, how can he fight against a god who is like fate?

For ten years, Rollin had been thinking about how to break the deadlock of the Lord of Darkness, and by now, he had some countermeasures in mind.

Against the Lord of Darkness, all kinds of conspiracies are useless, because conspiracies require luck and are too random, which gives the Lord of Darkness a huge amount of room to operate, and any accident may ruin a good situation.

You can only use Yangmou!

Yangmou is nothing more than a change in the momentum, and change is bound to focus on the overall situation!

Step by step, tightly knit, just like a silkworm weaving a cocoon, a silk thread may be nothing, but a large number of silk threads gathered together, but it becomes an unusually strong cocoon.

Rollin's first thread was to defeat Wolf Castle.

There are two reasons, first, Wolf Fort is a bad neighbor, and if it is not removed, Bluestone Fort will never be stable. Second, Wolf Fort has an iron-rich mine in its hands, which is a strategic advantage that must be obtained.

How to defeat Wolf Castle is the most important question for Rollin at the moment.

Thoughts were surging in his mind, but Rollin had not forgotten the current situation, he bowed slightly to the statue of the god of war, and completed the coronation, at this time he was the lord of the new castle.

Then, he turned around and escorted the body of his third brother Gleelock, as the Lord of the New Castle, to Valhalla behind the Temple of the God of War.

This is the place where the coffins of the castle lords and war-dead commanders are placed. Thales' body is here, in the very center of Valhalla. Next to him were his two sons who had died in battle, and what Rollin had to do now was to place his third son, Gleelock, to his right hand.

Looking at this scene, the spectators were silent.

The Thales family is an emerging family, with only five male descendants, and now four have fallen, leaving only the last one, which makes people have to sigh the cruelty of fate.

The patriarch of the Temple of the God of War stood behind Verando, looking at the still thin and immature back of the ten-year-old lord of the new castle, he sighed in his heart and prayed silently: "O god of war, may you take care of your people, and may you have mercy on the last members of Thales. May you protect the blood of the Thales family forever. ”

But as soon as he finished praying, Rollin's side had not yet placed Grelock's body, and Dante, the commander in charge of the territory patrol, strode in, and reported to Rollin's side: "Castle master, the airship team of Night Wolf Castle has attacked, 7 ships have come, and their whole army is dispatched!" ”

It's coming so fast! Luo Lin was taken aback, and then understood that at this moment, any strategic effect will fade indefinitely, and the most important strategy is to meet the brave and win.

Real warfare depends not only on strategy and equipment, but also on the wildness of battle!

Luo Lin stood up abruptly and ordered in a deep voice: "Prepare to meet the enemy!" (To be continued......)