Chapter 475: The New King (I)

Those who left early did not cheer, but stood on both sides of the street with more people.

Then, behind them came many weaker races, among them, the taller ones such as the deer people carried high flagpoles and waved flags, and the smaller ones carried drums, gongs, horns and other musical instruments, but did not play, including dozens of swanmen with harps on their backs.

When we reached the east gate of the city, the instruments suddenly played in unison.

There were also some flutes that were so quiet that I didn't even notice.

The sound of gongs, drums, and horns beat out the heroic rhythm together, and I suddenly felt hungry and returned to the scene of the Resurrection Festival sacrifice, and saw the people in the village singing and dancing to celebrate.

Then several eagle men flew up from the gate, pulled a long strip of golden cloth apart, and hung it across the gate.

The strip of golden cloth was twice as wide as the gate, as if it had a gold border on the blue-gray gate.

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......"

The swanmen also flew into the air and began to play their strings, the beautiful sound of which drowned out the noisy gongs and drums.

In fact, it was those who beat the gongs and trumpets and slowly lowered their voices.

Then a priest stood at the gate and shouted, "Young warriors, pass through this gate of victory and start your new life!" ”

"Coax ......"

There was cheering from the general audience in the back, and I looked left and right.

Zhao Ritian smiled indifferently, and whispered in Huaxia: "Boring ......"

Sheena Greenwind is much more serious, and I reckon the others are similar.

After walking through this gate countless times, the name has been changed to the "Gate of Victory", and there are people who greet it inside.

The gongs, drums and horns followed the procession, and the flying swanmen kept pace with us, and the sound of the harp was heard in the sky all the time.

The sound of the piano is actually much better than the sound of gongs, drums and horns, the sound of gongs and drums and horns is suitable for use on the battlefield, the rhythm is fierce, the power is strong, it makes people listen to the blood boiling, and the effect of boosting morale is excellent.

The sound is much softer and more beautiful, and the sound is relaxing.

There were people on the road ahead, but there were fewer and fewer people, and more people followed.

"It's still too small," Leo said, "and if it were Earth, the streets would be filled with cheering crowds on both sides......"

"Go back and squeeze with them," I said, "I'll help you get back!" ”

"Hehe, then thank you in advance." Leo said.

"Remember to bring Zhao Ritian with you," I said, "by the way, he'll stay here, right?" ”

"Then I don't know," said Leo, "maybe the soul will be sucked back when it is dead......

"And how are you going to face him when you go back?" I asked again.

"There's nothing to plan for, I guess I won't be able to touch it." Leo said, "Unless we still retain these magical cultivations after we go back, but I don't think it's probable, after all, there are laws to suppress it." ”

We chatted like this, in fact, it was all to relieve the tension and pressure in our hearts.

"Are you ready?" When I walked not far from the temple square, I asked.

"I can burst out with the strongest strength at any time," Leo was also much more serious, "Don't hold me back this time, otherwise you won't have a chance to counterattack, yesterday it was a player against Enpixi, today it's a player against a player!" ”

"Here we go again!" I said, "Are you really that nervous?" ”

"This is a habitual complaint, not to relieve stress." Leo said.

The referee priest stepped out of the queue and led us to the altar made of the remains of the Behemoth, in front of which another firewood had been prepared.

"Warrior Bihon," shouted the presiding priest, "light the flame on this side!" ”

I didn't know why, Leo said, "It's time to pretend to be thirteen......"

The pyre waiting to be lit was much larger than the cauldron we were carrying, but it was still small in front of the remains of the Behemoth, and I thought for a moment, and let go of my hand to let the other eight continue to carry the shelf, inspiring anger in one hand.

Then I lifted the whole cauldron with one hand and threw it into the air!

The cauldron the size of the table, weighing almost as much as a Kodomon, was thrown higher than the altar by me.

"Coax!"

The audience that followed shouted loudly.

Naturally, the other eight people also looked up at the brazier in some surprise.

The brazier rose steadily, reaching its apex, drawing a gentle arc towards the fire.

"Wow-"

The audience continued to exclaim, and I took a few steps forward, accurately caught the brazier, buckled into the firewood, and the fire was ignited instantly.

"Coax ......"

The audience chanted again.

Next, nine of us stood in front of the fire.

Then the priests surrounded the altar, and the royal family and patriarchs also got out of the carriage and stood on either side of us.

The altar was originally a very large high platform, and any of the ribs of the Behemoth were longer than the body of the Kodo Beast, and the twenty-six ribs were like two palms with thirteen fingers, spreading out towards the sky, this area was larger than an ordinary house, plus the surrounding table, it was not a problem to stand hundreds of people, and now there were nine players, more than a dozen royal families and dozens of patriarchs, plus more than a dozen referees and priests, it seemed very empty.

Then, presumably, it was time to award the laurels.

"I'll have to hide," said Leo, "and there's a master in the temple coming out." ”

I said, "Didn't you say that the high priest was nothing powerful?" ”

"Who said the High Priest was the strongest?" Leo said, "Don't say it, then you can act when you see the opportunity......" and then he was silent.

We just stared at each other and waited, and no priest came to tell us what to do next.

The royal family and the patriarchs stood there calmly, as if they had experienced it many times.

Only King Chadan III's eyes were a little gloomy, and it seemed that the previous joy was pretending to be full of energy, and now it is a little unbearable.

Next, I am afraid that the high priest will come out and announce the new king.

I tilted my head a little to see that the square was already being crowded with onlookers, but the closest to the altar were the delegations of all ethnic groups and the city guards.

Under the watchful eye of all people, I will be crowned, the orcs will have a new king, and today is the last day of the entire Young Warriors Conference, and it is also the most important day, and it is also, the most dangerous day!

But I'm more concerned about getting the championship crown now and letting Atayal know!

Unfortunately, it's been a whole day, and I haven't seen Atayal yet, and it seems that they are also performing important rituals in the temple.

I was thinking about it when the temple door opened.

A group of temple guardians ran out in two columns, two people stopped at intervals, stood facing each other, and opened a path through the crowd, and then the temple people walked out.

The first one was still the old high priest, he was wearing a beautiful robe today, the decorations on it were too many to count, and the dead tree cane in his hand was also dotted with many jingling talismans, and the whole person slowly walked down the steps, walked through the square, and ascended to the altar, the whole process was very slow, but the whole audience was very quiet, and everyone showed the utmost patience and respect, and watched the high priest come to us.

The people behind the high priest were even more patient and followed, and seemed to be older than the high priest......

The High Priest finally stood before us with a kind smile on his face.

Then he spoke: "Ten years, and then it has passed, and I am ten years older......"

The presiding priest hurried up to remind him, and he looked at the audience in a bit of a daze, and then moved the staff in his hand.

Then, his words spread throughout the square: "Ten years have passed, and I, ten years old, but I am very happy that another group of excellent and powerful children have grown up!" You are the hope of the orcs! ”

This time, we didn't need to be reminded by the priest, but we said in unison, "Thank you, High Priest!" ”

The high priest then said, "Don't thank me, this is what you have won with your strength!" ”

Then, he turned to face the audience and shouted, "Citizens of Animo City, people of the Orcs, today is a good day, we will welcome the most powerful warriors of the new generation, and the new king, cheer for them!" ”

"Coax-"

This time, the cheers were overwhelming, more than any previous ones.

I only feel that the audience has been shouting and cheering all these days, and they should have been tired of shouting, tired of shouting, but I didn't expect the high priest to raise his arms and shout, and they could still burst out with a frenzy far beyond the past.

Without exerting all their strength, they shouted and waved their arms vigorously.

The band stopped under the stage and also beat along, adding to the lively atmosphere.

It was a long, long time before the cries of the mountains and the tsunami slowly subsided, and the high priest continued, "You may already know the names of the strongest warriors, but I will still say their names. ”

Then the presiding priest handed him a piece of vellum paper, and he squinted at it for a few moments before saying, "Well, Champion, Bihun Bloodhammer from the Minotaurs!" Who is it? ”

I quickly stood up and said, "High Priest, I am Bihon!" ”

Then King Chatan III came over with a plate in his hand, and inside was a wreath of flowers made of branches.

That's it, the crown of champions?

If it weren't for the energy fluctuations on it, I would have thought it was an ordinary branch......

The High Priest personally brought it to me, and I immediately felt a very comfortable breath, as if the effect of the healing technique spread throughout my body, and my whole body relaxed.

Then the high priest gave the others a reward.

Finally, when he presented the award to the prince of Tigama, he suddenly said: "By the way, the new king is, Hasatch Rhine!" "I want to talk about "Memoirs of the Bull Head" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~