Volume 13 Chapter 47 Our King
The people standing outside the fortress have never seen the forces that belong to Duland. They only saw the power of the Chosen Guardian and the power of Rochester, and they also saw the former crumble under the oppression of the latter. Until all the Chosen Guardians were wiped out and the Holy Mountain trembled in the black wind, people still didn't see the purple color that belonged to Durand, not even the slightest.
Then, at a certain moment, a boxing sound was heard by everyone.
It's a very ordinary sound.
And this boxing sound was not accompanied by dazzling light, nor was it a violent collision.
This sound is not an exclamation point, but more like a full stop, round and faint, extinguishing all the light and fire, extinguishing the black war fire that has burned to this day, like turning off a switch, making the qiฤ on the holy mountain abnormal, all returning to normal in an instant.
The holy mountain should not have a sky-high fire, there should not be a violent energy, the holy mountain should be majestic and calm, just like now, from the perspective of everyone, the black tornado suddenly dispersed, and the holy mountain under the sun was a mess, gray-faced, like a wolf who had just come out of the desert, but at least, the holy mountain had become calm.
"......" people are silent.
Then someone asked:
"It's over?"
"Seems to be."
"Win?"
"Yes."
"What about Lord Duland?"
"......" people were silent again.
The whole sacred mountain looked empty, without any sign of life, and it was so quiet that one could feel panic, until someone pointed to the top of the mountain and shouted, "Look. โ
I saw that the holy mountain slowly regained its golden light, and the Chosen Guardians began to come back to life! The Holy Mountain also revived in the golden light and began to repair itself.
It's just that I still haven't seen Duland.
There was no movement, no one walking to the holy mountain, which was a subtle psychology that seemed to be afraid of the past. Fear of facing the possible bad outcome.
The stunned Qing, who had already mentioned yรฌ three times to help Durand and was beaten down by the fat man three times, raised his chin, jumped on the high platform hard, and said loudly: "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up and greet Master Duland! Aren't you happy that we've won? Master Durand must be waiting for us on the mountain! โ
As a brainless fan, he never thought that Durand would lose or even die in battle.
This time, the stunned head Qing did not ask for the opinion of the hot fat man, and this time the fire fat man did not rush up to beat the stunned head green.
This time, the stunned youth responded, and people began to move, and then accelerated. In the blink of an eye, the crowd gathered and swarmed towards the Yongzhan Fortress!
"Hey, hey! I said, can you slow down, why are you all so fast, shouldn't you follow me? "The stunned green was squeezed around, and the wolf was unbearable.
The fat man grabbed him by the back collar and said helplessly: "I'm really convinced of you, the strength is so bad, and the brain is not good." How the hell did you get to where you are now? โ
As he spoke, the hot fat man took a few steps, even though he was in a bad state now, he still overtook everyone including Nightwing and Lanzi in an instant. The first to come to the holy mountain with a stunned youth. People followed, turning into a tidal wave, pouring into the fortress and climbing the holy mountain. But there is no trace of zร i on both sides of the battle. The top of the hill was empty, and there was nothing.
How so?
The fire dragon held Long Lan'er, as well as the hands of many dragon clansmen. He said, "Let's use our secret art together to search for Lord Duland." โ
"Yes!" Long Lan'er and the dragon clan members carefully gathered in a circle and began to cast spells.
Silently, he found a place to sit down, and then said to the large number of surviving white-fist herdsmen beside him: "We can survive and continue to live in the future, thanks to Duland." Now, let's join forces, give me strength, and I must find him. โ
Nightwing and Lanzi held hands, light and darkness intertwined between the two, and they had already cast the secret technique left behind by the Liangyi Judgment and began to search.
Countless battle mages are doing their best, all in their own ways, looking for the traces of Durand after the war.
Vivien, Edson, Kent, White Tiger, Tekken...... The herdsmen are also running to find it.
Snell looked at Andrea, who had already woken up, and Catherine, and asked, "The two of them are the strongest and have the most powerful means, have you found them?" โ
โโฆโฆ Still looking. โ
Where the hell is Duland?
Nobody knows.
Sporadic cries gradually sounded on the holy mountain, some people were unwilling to accept such a reality, but in the blink of an eye they were stopped by others, Durand must still be alive, people firmly believe in this, and hope to verify this anyway, because if not, then the story is too sad.
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At this time, Durand was walking on a dark dirt road.
Da, da, the footsteps came out in the distance, there was no echo, and the space around was very empty, although it was full of darkness, it did not give people an eerie and terrible feeling, only peace and serenity.
Durand didn't know why he was here, he just walked all the way forward, as if he was dictated and driven by instinct, and didn't want anything.
Until a ray of fire appeared in front of them.
Durand was stunned for a moment, and walked forward, only to see a bonfire on the dark dirt ground, and a pot of water on the fire. A woman walked leisurely and comfortably on a stone next to her, saw Durand coming over, stretched out her hand to greet her, and said, "Come, take a sip of tea and then leave." โ
Durand looked at the woman's face for a moment, then smiled and nodded, and also found a stone to sit down by the campfire, and reached out to take the tea handed by the woman.
took a sip and said, "Thank you, the tea is delicious." โ
"Hey, why are you so polite to me?" The woman grinned, her face was very young, and when she laughed, her eyes were crooked like crescent moons.
She held the teacup in both hands, looked at Durand seriously for a long time, her eyes became softer and softer, and finally whispered: "Long time no see, Duland." โ
Durand smiled in return: "Well, I didn't expect to meet you here, Ellie." โ
"How are Uncle Gordon and Aunt Elaine?"
"Mom and Dad, as well as the family members, seem to have been teleported away by the Chosen Guardian No. 1, in order to prevent Rochester from harming them." "As for where they are now, I don't know yet," Durand said. โ
Ellie thought for a moment. smiled: "Don't worry, if it's you, you will definitely be able to get them back." โ
Durand smiled and said no more, the two of them were quietly drinking tea next to the only campfire in this darkness, occasionally saying a few words, looking at each other and smiling, without much verbal exchange. Until a pot of water is drunk. The bonfire was also gradually extinguished, only some flickering sparks remained, Ellijie put down the teacup, got up and patted her buttocks, twisted her waist and stretched, and smiled: "Okay, I should go." โ
Durand also put down the teacup, got up and smiled: "I'm with you." โ
Ellie's eyes became more and more gentle, and she stepped forward. Just like the two of them have always done when they were children, gently help Durand take care of his clothes, wipe the dust off Duland's face, and help him comb his hair. Finally, he slapped the shoulder: "Don't be naughty, listen to your sister obediently, you shouldn't come here." โ
Durand spread his hands and smiled: "But I'm already here." He looked back again, then pointed to the boundless darkness around him. And there's no way back. โ
"Yes, there is a way back." Ellie took two steps back and pointed at the sky above Duland's head. With a smile, "Look, your friend has come to pick you up." โ
Durand looked up, and the darkness above suddenly dissolved, and a beam of light lit up, which fell on him. Durand flew uncontrollably. Vaguely, he saw Ellieje outside the beam waving to him and saying goodbye, and then Elliejie turned around and quietly walked into the darkness, gradually moving away.
The sparks are extinguished, and the bonfires are no more.
There are only two teacups left with residual warmth, one on the left and one on the right, placed on the stone, like two people snuggling up to each other.
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Yongzhan Fortress.
Stunned Qing Zheng said to the fiery fat man beside him: "Lord Fibo, I have experience in this kind of thing, most people are buried after a battle, I swear by my instincts, Lord Durand was accidentally buried here." โ
As he spoke, he kept digging the purple sand dunes beneath him.
The corners of the fat man's mouth twitched a few times, and he said, "I have already probed with my divine sense, there is nothing here, and Durand is not here." โ
"Ahhh Ahhh Stunned Qing suddenly screamed, "Caught it, found it, really, really, I don't lie to you!" โ
As he spoke, he suddenly held his breath and condensed, and pulled it out like a turnip, pulling out a dirty figure from the purple dune.
"Huh? What is this? It's not what I imagined. Stunned Qing didn't seem to expect to dig out such a black and dirty guy, but the fat man on the side was already wide-eyed, trembling and stretched out his hand to point at the man, unable to speak.
"I say......" said the man who had been dug up, "can you stop holding my leg and hanging me upside down?" โ
A moment later, in the entire range of the Holy Mountain, everyone heard the fire fat man's surprise and high-pitched and high-pitched shout that almost broke the voice: "Duland!! โ
When Durand reluctantly stood up again, a pretty figure threw herself into her arms, and Catherine hugged her father hard, crying and laughing and beating Durand in the chest.
Andrea, Nightwing, and Lanzi stood beside Durand with relief, gently supporting their man. More people converge from all directions on the sacred mountain towards the summit.
"Duland!"
"Haha, Duland, you're really alive, great!"
"Woo, Lord Duland!"
Both Fire Dragon and Long Lan'er breathed a sigh of relief, and then Fire Dragon asked puzzledly: "So many of us haven't found Duland, who found him?" โ
"Supposedly a silly battle mage." Smoke walked over, his face seemed a little depressed, "It's a stunned young man, he ran to the top of the mountain with the fat man and pointed to a place and said that Durand was here, and then lay down and planed for a while, and Durand was dug out by that kid." โ
"Is this all right?" The fire dragon glared, and then smiled, "Smoke, why don't you go to the top of the mountain?" You see, everybody is running there. โ
Xun sat down and said, "I can't run, it's good that Durand is alive, although I haven't passed, my heart has passed." But it's really too tiring. โ
"Huh."
On the other side, Snell looked at the demon dragon Rodgert who was slowly opening his eyes beside him, and said calmly: "Awake? You'd better lie still and stay still. โ
The demon dragon then lay still, rolled his eyes, and asked, "Did you win?" โ
Snell turned around and looked up at the figure of some wolves on the top of the mountain, which was constantly being thrown up and falling by everyone, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Well, I won." โ
In the corner of the Yongzhan fortress, a tall and majestic figure stood silently, it was Manus who had just woken up not long ago.
Manus also stared in the direction of the top of the mountain, and after a long time, he suddenly sighed, and the man who had always been immaculate scratched his hair helplessly, and muttered, "How do you feel that you are suddenly old...... Alas, this world really belongs to young people. โ
The cheers rang out loud and high, and when Durand finally got his feet down with the crowd coming back down, he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.
The fat man stepped forward, his face became solemn, and said, "Duland, now, you are already a well-deserved king in the hearts of all of us. โ
Durand said disgracedly: "What kind of king, with my current image, at least let me wash my face first." โ
The voice of the sword soul sounded in his heart: "No, Duland, you are really the king now." If you don't believe me, see for yourselfโ"
Durand was stunned, raised his eyes, and saw that everyone in all directions of the holy mountain, led by the fat man, knelt down on one knee, facing him, with no formalistic humility on his face, no deliberate deference, only gratitude, support, and trust from the bottom of his heart.
People looked at the figure on the top of the holy mountain who had experienced countless baptisms of wind and rain but was a little helpless at this moment, and they all shouted the same name at the same time: "Our ...... King!! (To be continued......)