"Ahem, ahem......"

The girl in the teal robe walked slowly through the forest, without a trace of other expression on her face.

From time to time, she would cover her lips and cough incessantly, and a trace of blood would cough up from her lips.

"Tuso, Tuso. Selena propped her hand on the trunk of the tree, and she looked ahead, looking in the direction of the Tuso, and there was a look of exclamation on her face.

The fate of the Tuso people has reached a critical place at this point.

Everything that is destined will be predestined.

Selena knew that she believed her perception was correct and that nothing could be wrong.

The goddess of the River Styx is above.

May you be blessed by fate.

Selena silently made a few gestures of protection, marking several unique marks and symbols on her chest and forehead.

"Miss, your ...... hurt" A simple and rigorously dressed, with two dark and delicate mustaches, with an old-fashioned face, as if an old butler from the ancient century appeared on Selena's side, bowing slightly towards Selena, showing his respect, but in this respect, it revealed a kind of toughness and firmness.

This is an old man who can only be cultivated by a noble family that has been passed down for thousands of years, and what is embodied in him is definitely not just etiquette.

"Grandpa Desai. ”

Selena smiled and gestured to the old man about his etiquette.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Desai, I'm fine. Selena saw that the old man wanted to say something, she slowly shook her head, with a faint but determined look on her face, and said, "Although I was a little injured the last time I fought with that wizard, this is just a small matter, and I will be able to recover later." ”

When talking about Morin, Selena couldn't help but show a hint of fear on her face, obviously she had planned everything before, but at the last moment, Morin managed to escape, which left a shadow on her.

But then, Selena laughed slightly as if she had thought of something.

"The most important thing is that everything is finally back to fate, and there are no more troublemakers of fate. ”

"Grandpa Desai, you should be able to clearly perceive it, the king, demons, and terrible demons of the Tuso people, they have already opposed each other on the ancestral platform, this is the fate of death, and after that, everything will have an end. ”

"Fate, this is fate......"

Selene muttered to herself, the expression on her face was strange, a little infatuated, more of a fanatical religious worship.

In the next moment, suddenly, the expression on Selena's face changed suddenly.

Burst!

As if she had been stimulated by something, her heart shook violently, and she instantly spit out a large cloud of blood mist.

"How come, how come......" The expression on Selena's face was extremely flustered, and even a little panicked, which was very different from what she looked like just now, she kept muttering to herself, "The demon is dead, but the demon actually killed the king, and the demon actually killed the king......"

Selena clutched her chest, a look of disbelief on her face.

Her body shook weakly, and finally she fell to the ground.

"Fate, fate, ......"

"What the hell is going on. ”

Selena's face was dejected.

............

The expression on Thorne's face was hollow, not a hint of change or anything else, just hugging Sheena's corpse tightly.

He didn't make any other moves, only afterward, when he saw the huge Wyvern Phantom in the sky, he raised his head in shock.

The sound of the dragon's groan in the sky became louder and louder, and by the end, it had become a dragon's groan that resounded all around.

Recite!

The huge dragon shadow appeared in the air, constantly changing, hidden or appearing, and it seemed to have an indescribable vastness and solemn beauty, as if it were the most precious thing in the world, not to be touched or desecrated.

Thorne looked at the sky, the expression on his face dazed.

Dragon.

Dragon.

This is the dragon, the noblest dragon in the legend.

The dragon flew high in the air, constantly changing, its body spreading, revealing its head from time to time, and its eyes looked at it with endless majesty.

Dragon.

This is the inheritance of the Tuso people, the most secret and other things, the nine-winged wind god flying dragon.

Roar!

Suddenly, Melda's corpse glowed and flew towards the sky, and the huge wyvern phantom in the sky turned around and rushed towards Thorne with a loud roar.

The killing intent in it was completely displayed in an instant.

What the?!

Thorne felt the impending killing intent, and his face couldn't help but show a shocked expression.

At this time, Thorne suddenly understood that the wyvern recognized Merda, and after discovering that Melda had died in shock, the angry wyvern wanted to attack him and kill him to avenge Melda.

In an instant, the wyvern was already in front of Thorne.

Thorne wanted to do something, but it was completely too late, and besides, the phantom of this wyvern was so powerful that even if he had any defenses, it would have no effect.

A palm stretched out from the side, blocking the flying figure of the flying dragon, and then, Mo Lin's figure slowly emerged.

"Eva Nos Carmenhale......"

Mo Lin's lips twitched slightly, and he kept muttering to himself, his fingers intertwined like butterflies through flowers, forming witchcraft runes, and the witchcraft runes combined with each other, and in an instant, they turned into huge transparent silver chains that flashed with each other.

Whoa!

The transparent silver chain surged forward in the air, and after a slight shake, it completely bound the flying dragon that seemed to be invincible and invincible.

With a bang, the Wyvern Phantom fell to the ground, making a muffled sound, and the huge Wyvern couldn't help but let out a cry of pain at this time.

"Mr. Morin!"

Thorne spotted Merlin who appeared in front of him at some point, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hmm. Merlin nodded slightly, his gaze fell on the whiskering and struggling Wyvern Phantom in front of him, and a strange look appeared on his face.

On the ground, it is the true power of the legendary 'wind', the nine-winged wind god flying dragon.

Now, the essence blood of the Nine-Winged Wind God Wyvern is on the ground, just ahead, and it is already at your fingertips.

"Sure enough, although the ancestors of the Tuso people spoke the language, everything and everything belonged to their own family, and everything belonged to the nobility. ”

"The legend is so, and so is the legendary king of the Tuso. ”

Merlin thought to himself.

At the same time, fortunately, Dadav and Gegra gave him some forbidden words and sealing techniques about the ancestors of the Tuso people, otherwise, it would be very difficult for Merlin to successfully subdue the power of the Wyvern in such a short time.

Although the essence blood of the Nine-Winged Wind God Wyvern looked like it could be obtained at any time, Mo Lin was still very cautious, and besides, the legend of the Tuso people was a legend after all, and no one knew what the truth hidden in it was.

With that in mind, Merlin turned and looked at Thorne beside him.

"Morin...... Mr. Morin!" Thorne looked at Morin as he looked at him, his face seemed to have regained his look and brilliance, and he struggled to his feet, staggering towards Morin.

"Thorne!"

Merlin stood quietly, the wind blowing, the black robes on his body were blowing like a flag.

Thorne looked at the expression on Morin's face, and couldn't help but be stunned, he wanted to say something, but at the last moment, he felt an indescribable weird feeling.

"Thorne, come, come. ”

Morin slowly stretched out his hand towards Thorne and said, "Go forward, go forward, Thorne, don't forget, from now on, you are the king, the real king." ”

"No, Mr. Morin, I'm not, I'm not a king, I'm a demon ......"

The expression on Thorne's face was stunned, and he subconsciously wanted to explain something.

But Maureen's next words interrupted him.

"No, Thorne, you're not a demon. Merlin looked at Thorne quietly and said, "Melda is dead, and now, you are the king." ”

"No one fights with you, Thorne, you are the king, you are the only powerful king. ”

Thorne was stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously wanted to say something.

"Go Thorne, go forward, go forward and get the recognition of the dragon, get the power of the dragon from you, complete the dragonization, and become the legendary son of the dragon. ”

Merlin appeared behind Thorne and said, "This is what should belong to you. ”

Thorne froze in place, dumbfounded.

He wanted to say something, but the expression on his face was dull and blank, and finally, for some reason, Thorne slowly stepped forward and walked slowly forward.

He stepped forward, and the wyvern phantom on the ground was constantly struggling and roaring, and at the same time struggling violently, but to no avail.

As if he hadn't heard it, Thorne slowly stretched out his hand towards the wyvern phantom on the ground.

The expression on his face was stunned.

Recite!

The wyvern let out one last roar, and finally, its head finally drooped.

Thorne was completely overwhelmed by a flood of silver light.

He felt a sharp pain all over his body, and a powerful force surged through his body at once, making him let out a roar.

Finally, not long after, it was all over.

Thorne appeared in place, gasping for air, he looked the same as before, but compared to before, he had changed completely.

The phantom of the flying dragon on the ground blurred and distorted for a while, and finally completely disappeared and faded, turning into a thin shadow and disappearing in place.

"Thorne. Morin's voice suddenly came again.

"You are king now, Thorne. ”

Morin looked at Thorne with some indifference and strangeness in his eyes.

But in the end, the expression on Morin's face had faded and disappeared.

Previously, Thorne received a part of the power radiation of the Nine-Winged Wind God Wyvern and became the so-called son of the dragon, and he obtained the complete essence blood of the Nine-Winged Wind God Dragon.

It's good, it's good.

Merlin smiled slightly at Thorne, and then his body blurred and disappeared in place.

"Maureen, Mr. Morin......"

Thorne ran forward, his speed slowing down, and at the same time, he tried to say something, but finally said nothing.

King.

Yes, he's already a king.

Thorne turned around, he looked at Melda's corpse on the ground, at the corpse of Sheena on the ground, at the king sword left on the ground, at the blood spilled on the ground, at many, many things, at far, far away.

"Sheena. ”

Thorne hugged Sheena's cold corpse, and he pressed Sheena's head against his face, with a pained expression on his face.

However, after that, Thorne finally slowly put down Sheena's corpse, he felt the changes in his body, took a deep breath, and picked up the king sword on the ground.

An extraordinarily powerful feeling came over me.

Yes, I am king from now on.

Thorne laughed silently, and he stepped forward and slowly walked towards the bottom of the ancestral platform.

Above his head, there was a huge phantom of a wyvern dragon hovering in it, looking up to the sky and roaring, wordless sacred.

Under the ancestral platform, a lot of people have spontaneously gathered, they are watching quietly, and when Thorne appeared, the place was completely boiling.

"King!"

"Our King!"

"Thorne, you are the king of our Tusos!!"

The shouts of countless people came over and kept ringing.

Thorne occupied the edge of the ancestral platform, he was silent for a moment, and then he raised the king sword in his hand, and the expression on his face was extremely determined.

Mr. Morin, Sheena, Uncle Hank, Aunt Relian, Chara, Bowen, and Fanny......

Everyone, all of you......

I am the king.

No matter what the legend says, from now on, I will be king.

"Thorne. ”

"Remember my name"

Thorne's shouts rang out, as if resounding throughout the world, "Thorne!"