Although most of the people here had seen the knights who came to summon them on the dragons, and thus knew that the future Emperor Falun had more than a plurality of dragons, when they really stood here, facing the encirclement of the dragons, they still couldn't help but tremble, their expressions were terrified, and they unconsciously faced the window shaped like a broad sword, and desperately retreated, forming a crowded circle in the empty hall— Even Kerribben and Cremar were a little surprised, and the only person who could laugh out loud at these monstrous beasts was His Majesty, who rose from his throne and waved his hands, his face covered with a brilliance that even the best of sycophants could not describe—and he walked out, and the wind from the summit blew his robe and the robe inside and straightened his steps, as if at any moment he would fall from the surface of a volley of bridges, and fall to pieces. But he did not show a hint of panic, and no one dared to stop him or save him with pretense or sincerity, and everyone watched as he walked to the point where the belvedere connected to the corridor, and a tower-like black dragon (it was more slender than its companions) hung its head, and it was not clear whether it was saluting the emperor or examining him seriously, but then people began to guess that the meaning of this posture should be the first, for the dragons, one by one, bowed their heads in the direction of the emperor.

"This is my dragon!" the Emperor shouted, and then he turned to the restless courtiers and knights in the hall, "Look, my subjects, this is my dragon!" he cried out proudly, stretching his arms into the air as hard as he could, as if trying to grasp something with all his might.

Then, a smart man finally thought of what the emperor needed most now, he hesitated for a moment, stepped out of the circle where people snuggled up to each other, and also raised his arm: "Long live the emperor!"

The people suddenly realized, and immediately afterwards, most of the courtiers and knights began to shout: "Long live the emperor, long live Falun!"

There was a glittering light in the Emperor's eyes, this cry should have been passed down from generation to generation when the silver dragon left this plane, the evil lich ruined everything that his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather should have, but now that he has taken it back, it will be the whole Falun, and even the whole continent, the banner of the silver dragon will fly around every corner, the king and the grand duke will bow down to him, and even the gods must respect him.

"If Gredy knew that the eggs she had worked so hard to collect would eventually become a half-human to show off and decorate," said the lich, "she would have been mad." ”

"Perhaps we ought to see the face of King Grenada," said Kerribben, "and you know, these are supposed to be his." ”

King Grenada just felt a little regretful.

He didn't know that Greday had so many dragon eggs - after all, most of them had been snatched or stolen by Greday in various despicable and shameless ways when the dragons were forced to move to another plane, not to mention King Grenada, and even his father didn't know where they were. However, it was impossible for him to continue to submit to Gredi's rule and live in humiliation. Even if he could break his spine and deceive himself with empty glory and false power, what use would it be, others might not know, but this new king, who was smarter than the previous dragonborn, discovered it early on, and he was just a retreat left by the red dragon Gredy just in case- To this end, she deliberately used her own flesh and human embryos to create Fouquet, the dragon blood that Fouquet drank for many years was the eldest son of the red dragon on the verge of death, and Gredi's move was not because she still had a mother's love for her child, but just to test whether this spell from the bottomless abyss could achieve her desired purpose - the answer was yes, of course.

Like Fouquet, every cup of dragon blood he drinks comes from the red dragon Gredi, and under the catalysis of magic, his body has established an unshakable connection with Gredi's soul, and once Gredi suffers some irreparable defeat in the process of becoming a god, she must discard her original body, or the law of impatience dictates that this body must collapse and rot, and she can rely on the new king's body to revive in this plane again- To this end, she could endure all sorts of petty provocations from the new king, allowing him to associate with an Eya elf,** and bearing children, and she always ensured that the new king was second only to her in Grenada, lest one day she would have to face an ambitious challenger after taking possession of this body.

Because of this, King Grenada would not allow her to continue to live, and he didn't even leave her time to finish the last sentence, he didn't need to, even if Grenada still had a valley dragon egg, he couldn't shake his killing intent, after all, no matter how powerful Grenada was in the future, could there be any unusual meaning for a person whose body was taken away and whose soul was assimilated and devoured?

I have to say that what makes him unhappy is that it may be his children - no, don't get me wrong, he is not missing Kelmen, Kels, or Mitkot - his poor eldest son, although he is still alive, is almost no different from dead, King Grenada, as a dragonborn with strong blood, his lifespan may be as long as that of a dragon, Mitkot was removed by him and others after several defeats, and he stayed in the royal capital of Grenada, just like Kelmen once was, Spending his time with a strong woman all day long - probably because he didn't want to face a father who was just using him and full of malice.

King Grenada misses his son, the black-haired dragonborn Cremar who is half of the blood of the Eya elves, and he regrets that he should not ignore this child too much, as he should have been wary of the fact that Cremar was able to survive Gredi's abuse and his indifference, escaped from the malice of Kelmen and Kels, and became the last disciple of the demigod lich Edal of the Seventy-Seven Islands. If not, then he should have taken a serious look at Cremar when he returned to Grenada again, at least, when Cremar asked for territory that belonged only to him, he shouldn't have mistaken him for the tender feelings that belonged to the elves— The black-haired Dragonborn may have a desire to save the humans, but Krefa's strength and agility are unquestionable, and the Warlocks of Grenada are still studying how intricate his magic was to make such a large city like a ship on the moody seas.

And the Dragontooth Knights, Warlocks and Mages that Kremar took with him, as well as a large number of slaves...... These are the things that Grenada needs today, as it faces the oppression of the gods.

In the later period of Gredi's reign over Grenada, whether it is good, evil, disorderly, orderly, the scope of activities of the gods can be said to be reduced to a minimum, especially some primitive gods who do not care so much about faith, such as the earth god Chatti, who repeated the priesthood of marriage and fertility with Gredi, Gredi did not dare to directly let her priest encounter all kinds of unfortunate accidents, but as the real power of the kingdom, she could order her lords, lords and knights to resist and refuse Chatti's favor, and the people who dared to believe and worship Chati would be arrested as sinners, and then died miserably because of the false accusations。 More commoners, serfs because of their dull minds, can't discern the truth, they do whatever the "masters" say, not to mention, Gredi's temple will also give people who believe in Gredi "herbs", eat it without feeling hungry, cold and painful.

King Grenada didn't know why the gods of that time didn't care about Grenada—or because they had been around for so long, so they were a little demented and unresponsive? What he knew was that when Grendy had been destroyed for fifty years, the contradictions between the gods had once again come to the fore on the continent, and they had suddenly begun to pay attention to every temple and sanctuary, and some of the places where the lack of faith had become more apparent because of the orders of the lords, lords, and archdukes and kings— Followers of self-proclaimed good gods such as Tyre, the god of justice and justice, Rosada, the god of dawn, Suron, the god of the moon, and so on, are still a little hidden, and the priests of evil and tyrannical gods such as Talos, the god of storms, Laveta, the god of abuse, or Talona, the god of disease and poison, can be said to be straightforward in their demands - if it were just a temple, a sanctuary, some slaves, King Grenada can bear it, but they are demanding King Grenada's only loyalty, ha, is this a joke? They may not be aware of the power that King Grenada really wields and the disgust and hatred of being controlled. However, what worries him the most is the priest of the god of conspiracy Ciric and the priest of the god of thieves Musk, compared to the former, their attitude can be described as polite, gentle and amiable, and they do not ask for sanctuaries and temples, after all, Marsk's temples and sanctuaries are thieves' unions, and Ciric's temples and sanctuaries are basically in abandoned temples and mausoleums. But it is these people who are the most difficult to deal with, not only because of the strength of Ciric, or the cunning of Musk......

Thinking of this, the attendants of King Grenada came to tell him that the men he had sent to Mitkot had returned.

"Where's Mitkot?" asked King Grenada.

The knight, who was kneeling before King Grenada, bowed his head and took several deep breaths before finally giving an unpleasant answer: "He's gone, Your Majesty." ”

"What do you mean?" asked King Grenada, his voice indiscerning anything unusual.

"His Highness Mittkot...... Gone. The Dragontooth Knight tried to redeem himself: "The people who were watching him saw him go back to his room, but we didn't see him when we walked in. ”

King Grenada thought for a moment, and finally he leaned back on the chair that was too wide for him, "It's my fault," he said, "after all, I should have thought of ...... He's still my son after all, an heir, and if it weren't for Cremar, the only heir, someone might want him to be the king of Grenada, he's a bit too simple and easy to control, and a little bit of leftovers would be enough to satisfy him when he's lost everything. ”

The Dragontooth Knights heard him, but no one dared to speak.

The Dragontooth Knight, kneeling at the front, tried to raise his head slightly after a moment of unbearable silence, and he saw only a little light, from the blurred black shadow, and then the light suddenly grew larger, and his eyes widened to see that it was from the mouth of their king, and King Grenada's beautiful face, which favored a woman over a man, was twisted and strange by the wide open mouth, and a torrent of dragon fire erupted from his mouth, and in a moment it enveloped the entire hall. The Dragontooth Knights had only time to let out a miserable howl before they turned into a charred corpse—the flames vanished as quickly as they appeared, leaving little trace on the stone floor, walls, and zenith of the hall, except for the gold embedded in the obsidian, which had melted and dripped, and re-solidified into lumps. A small wind swept through the cracks in the closed door, and the corpses of the knights melted with the wind, leaving a thin layer of frost on the dark and dreary ground.

King Grenada raised his arm, covered his face and coughed lightly, "It's my fault," he said as if to himself, "but I'm very upset." ”

Immediately after that, he made a gesture, and a condensed ghost appeared in front of him, just looking at the red robe of the ghost, he knew that he was originally a capable warlock, but after death, he could only be used by King Grenada in this way: "Go," said King Grenada, "go to Ostal and tell him that King Grenada is willing to be a loyal believer in the One True God, Shirek." ”

The ghost bowed to him and vanished. King Grenada sat on his throne, hung his head and thought for a moment, then left the hall and returned to his chamber, which had been Greday's chamber, which, though he disliked, or more correctly, hated the ancient red dragon, no one could deny that Gredi's chamber was one of the few places of safety in Grenada and on the entire continent. King Grenada summoned a fire elemental creature in one of the vaults, a very large fire elemental creature in the form of a monitor lizard, and he was angry that King Grenada had used a coercive method to make him unable to move.

"Cremar ......," King Grenada shouted, and then he was satisfied to see that the movements of the fire elemental creatures stopped all of a sudden, and it seemed that it was not a rumor that his son had won the favor of the king of fire elemental creatures.

"Tell Cremar. King Grenada whispered, "I need his help." ”