Chapter 468: Ascending to the Throne
This time, Marc is really dead.
Wren saw his soul rise in the wind, rising rapidly along the illusory long line of faith condensed in his soul, and with a loud bang in the air, a majestic blood-colored gate opened, behind which an endless landscape of mountains and grasslands, and the outline of a large and rugged red fortress.
This is the kingdom of God in Grosch, and the divine power that emanates from it is terrifying.
Marke's soul rose to the door of the kingdom of God, and two tall orc gods armed with giant axes and wearing red armor came out to greet him, welcoming his soul into the kingdom of God.
The blood-colored gate then closed, and the vision from heaven vanished.
Wren breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground. He killed Marke, afraid that Grosh would send down divine punishment to avenge his chosen one, and if the goddess of magic lost her mind at this time, he would be finished.
"Your Majesty!"
A terrible scream rang out over Kingsland, and the guards finally believed that Marc was dead.
There was excitement and churn in the Dragonborn army, and people chanted Wren's last name. From this day on, his name will live down in Congatro for generations to come, becoming the brightest figure in this cold land.
"Augustus!"
"Augustus!"
"Augustus ......"
The cheers of the Dragonborn army overpowered the gloom clouds on the walls, and Wren finally relaxed, reaching out to catch two items that had fallen from the wind, both of which were Mark's relics.
One is the dimensional space ring.
He checked it, there were not many valuable things in it, except for a few pieces of armor, weapons, and food, there were only a few hundred golden dragons, sorry for Marke's kingship, but the most valuable thing was the dimensional space ring itself.
The other is a Mithril necklace, its pendant is a finger-sized amber crystal, the bright yellow amber is beautiful, and several rings of delicate and intricate runes are frozen inside.
Wren carefully discerned that it was an elven rune, and it was obvious that this magic item was from the hand of an elf.
Slightly use soul power to go deep into the amber and activate the runes, and suddenly get information about this magic item, and I can't help but be a little surprised.
It's called the "Amber Citrine Pendant" and it's of extremely high quality, reaching an epic level.
Wearing it on the neck to activate it will melt into the skin, and when attacked, it condenses a layer of amber-like crystal protection, which can not only resist physical attacks, but also has a very strong magic resistance, which is a very rare double protection.
Its physical defense, Wren had already seen in the duel just now.
That is, his own warhammer power is too strong, and it is a little difficult to break this layer of amber crystals if he is another legend. I haven't tried magic resistance, so it shouldn't be much worse than a blood-colored cape. Moreover, its crystalline defense does not conflict with other spell protections, and can be stacked to take effect, and wearing it is almost equivalent to an extra life.
Such a precious magic pendant can fetch at least 300,000 gold at the Modu Auction House!
Putting away the amber citrine pendant, Wren saw the "Messenger of Fury, Infinite Fury Power" not far away, this legendary two-handed hammer may be his biggest trophy of the day.
He said it was possible because he wasn't sure if he could get it.
Looking up at the sky, Grossh's aura of divine power had completely disappeared, and there seemed to be no movement. A legendary weapon is placed in front of him, it is a lie to say that he is not tempted, the effect of infinite rage is covetous, Wren thought about it, and walked over.
Dylan Lauberdier of the Dragonborn army couldn't help but clench his fists when he saw this.
The Rage Hammer is the ancestral treasure of the Lauberdir family, and for thousands of years, it has been a status symbol of the Duke of Lauberdier, and now that he is the Duke of Lauberdier, it stands to reason that he will be the new owner of the Rage Hammer, but Wren will obviously not give it up.
Emilys, Duke Fischer and others all noticed Dylan Lauberdire's abnormality and cast their eyes, and he could only force his composure and squeeze out a very unnatural smile.
Wren walked over to the Raging Hammer and bent down.
When his hand was about to touch the handle of the hammer, he suddenly sensed extreme danger, and the will of truth warned him that if he continued to stretch out his hand, something terrible would happen.
This dangerous aura comes from above.
Sure enough, Grosh wouldn't allow anyone other than his followers to get the Wrath Hammer, a weapon he had made for novices, and it wasn't easy for a god to build a legendary weapon.
Wren's hand froze, hesitated for a few seconds, and reluctantly withdrew it.
He opened an arbitrary door.
Dylan Lauberdire looked at any of the doors that opened in front of him in disbelief, hesitated for a moment before entering, appeared beside Wren, and bowed: "Your Excellency, Speaker." ”
"Three million golden dragons. ”
Wren pointed to the hammer on the ground and said, "You can get it." ”
A burst of ecstasy came over his heart, and Dylan Rauberdier's mind turned sharply, and a very embarrassed expression appeared on his face, "Your Excellency, three million golden dragons is too much. My vassals and I have just handed over a ransom to Your Majesty to empty the Duchy of Lauberdire......"
Wren saw through his mind at a glance and bargained for Grossh's protection.
The price of a legendary weapon is around five million gold shields, and the value of the Rage Heavy Hammer is obviously higher, and he only asked the other party to pay three million gold dragons, which is already very generous.
If it weren't for Grosh staring, he would have dared to ask for 10 million golden dragons!
"I can't get it, but I can't get anyone else. Wren narrowed his eyes, "You have half a month to raise money." ”
Duke Dilan trembled, and hurriedly agreed: "Yes, Your Excellency." ”
Wren nodded in satisfaction and entered the arbitrary door, leaving only Duke Dilan in place. He stepped forward with joy and grabbed the handle of the furious hammer, lifted it with some effort, injected soul power, and a stream of blood-colored energy passed from the hammer handle into his body, and suddenly his strength skyrocketed into a violent state, and the grip of the hammer became very easy.
"It's mine!"
Dylan Lauberdire was thrilled that he had been recognized by Grosch as the new owner of this legendary weapon. Although he just owns it, and he is not favored by Grosh like Malke, and gives him divine magic to promote the Chosen One, but it is enough.
However, thinking of the three million golden dragons, he was a little sad, gritted his teeth, and said in his heart: "It seems that I can only sell some more family property." ”
Wren returned to Emilys and changed into a perfect outfit.
"Congratulations on the victorious return of His Excellency the Speaker!"
"Congratulations, sir!"
Everyone said hello and offered heartfelt words, this was the most dangerous and wonderful duel they had ever seen. Before the duel, Wren said that he was invincible under the Holy Spirit, and including Emilys, actually didn't believe it, but now they were completely convinced.
Marke's terrifying strength died in the hands of Wren, who else could be Wren's opponent except the Holy Soul?
Everyone was in awe and awe, and their eyes at Wren were more respectful than before.
"Wren ......"
Emilys cried softly with her eyes rolling.
"Everyone, prepare for the siege. Wren laughed, "Don't worry about Marke's plan to burn the city, take Kingsland and win the final victory that belongs to us!"
"Why?" the crowd was puzzled.
Because it was far away, Marc deliberately controlled the wind to cover up his voice, so they didn't know what Marc said to Wren before he died.
Wren was about to explain when two portals opened next to him.
The two Speakers of Kaigard and Cleos came out of it, and Kaidejia said: "The Red Dragon Circle is temporarily invalid, and the two legendary wizards have also left, Your Majesty, you can rest assured that you will attack the city." ”
Emilys was confused, didn't she say that it would take at least two hours to destroy the Red Dragon Circle, and it had only been less than two quarters of an hour.
"There is no threat of burning the city at all, it's all a lie from Marker. Wren explained simply, and the voice of all things heard that the city was beginning to be in turmoil, and urged: "Attack the city first, lest those vassal lords destroy and plunder the city, block the three city gates, and not one of them is allowed to escape." ”
"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.
Emilys did not hesitate and commanded the Dragonborn army to move in three directions, attacking the city gates at the same time. The Ultramarines flew into the sky on the fire dragon, and soon approached the walls of Kingsland, and the dragon-shaped bunkers did not react, allowing the fire dragon to pass through the city, spewing hot breath.
The Red Dragon Circle really didn't work!
When everyone in the Dragonborn army saw this, they were all in high spirits.
Rumble!
The wizarding regiment teamed up to cast a spell to blast open the city gates, and the Knights of the Spear Wing took the lead in rushing in, followed by centaurs and transcendent legions of major families, and several giant dragons also hovered unscrupulously in the sky, showing off their might, and from time to time swooping out dragon breath to burn the enemy.
After forty years, the royal capital of Congatro was once again baptized by war.
Wren was not involved, and there were only remnants of the defeated army left in Kingsland City, and there was nothing to be done. He stopped Cadegar and Cleos and whispered a few words.
The faces of the two speakers changed in unison and looked into the distance.
"Leave it to us. Cleos said with a serious face, "It can't run." With that, both he and Kadegar teleported away in an instant.
Wren was naturally talking to them about the pair of spirit wind bucks and the "endless spring breeze".
It is Malke's soul companion, Marc was killed, its soul was also counterattacked, and it was seriously injured, even if it was extremely fast, it was the first time to get Mark's instructions to escape, but it was impossible to escape from the pursuit of two legendary wizards.
Marc did not intercede for the Spirit Stag before he died, believing that it was safe, but not knowing that it was destined to die at the hands of the wizard of Wizeland.
Wren is now at a low point in strength, with less than two percent of his soul power left, and this matter can only be handed over to the two speakers.
He sat cross-legged in the camp and meditated.
The fierce fighting in Kingsland continued from the afternoon to the evening, and then gradually stopped.
At sunset, Wren received a notification from Emilys' microphone watch: "Wren, we have won!"
There was endless joy and excitement in her voice, and even a little trembling, as if she couldn't believe that she had really come this far.
"I'll come. Wren opened a portal and walked in.
The other end of the portal is located right in the middle of Kingsland, in front of a magnificent castle gate.
This huge castle is built on the only hill in the city of Kingsland, covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, built of light red sandstone, the seven-storey main fort looks like a dragon prostrate on the ground, the castle stands seven spire towers, the highest one is nearly 100 meters, surrounded by a tall city wall, a wide moat dug under the city, bringing in water from outside the city, the overall layout is like a small Kingsland.
This is the Red Dragon Castle, the residence of King Congatro and the control center of the Red Dragon Circle.
At this moment, corpses inside and outside the Red Dragon Fort were all over the place.
There were corpses of transcendents everywhere, and judging by their attire, most of them were Marker's men and the private army of his vassal lords, including giant deer warriors.
The Scaly Blood Guard has captured the Red Dragon Castle and cleaned up the interior of the castle and completely occupied it.
There are also sporadic battles in Kingsland, searching for the remnants of the enemy lurking.
Wren's voice of all things was heard from time to time with the screams of the transcendent being killed, and the frenzied cursing or begging for mercy from the nobles. He thought of the hatred of the Morth family, and the reason why the two princes had taken refuge with Emilys early was partly to avenge their sister, and it seemed that they had found the murderer, and the revenge was about to be avenged.
After this purge, there are very few heroes left who followed Mark to overthrow the Drogon Castle dynasty.
To the north of Kingsland there were still half of the royal realms that had not been conquered, as well as the Duchy of Etis and the Duchy of Brandon, but most of their armies had been destroyed.
Duke Brandon became a prisoner.
The Duke of Etis, whom he had never met, fled in the afternoon with the remnants of the Snow Eagle Guard, but was chased and shot by the Ultramarines, and he himself died under the breath of the black dragon Aegon.
Lose the duke, and these two principalities can be taken without much effort.
Congatro will once again usher in the reign of the Dragonborn.
Wren stepped on the blood-stained ground and walked into the Red Dragon Castle. Under the watchful eye of the Scaly Guard, he stepped up the stone steps and climbed to the square in front of the main fort on the top of the hill, where he could overlook most of Kingsland.
As the sun sets, the light red castle is darker, and the dark red reflection seems to give the castle a layer of blood.
Looking back, this ancient city with thousands of years of history is also covered with red light.
Wren glanced at his cloak, which was also bloody.
He walked into the main fort, the entrance of this hall called "Dragon Hall" is more than ten meters high, enough for the dragon to enter and exit, the internal area is thousands of square meters, with tall square stone pillars to support the dome, the surrounding walls are painted with the ancient legend of the dragon god Bahamut, the torches on the wall illuminate the dragon hall, the atmosphere is solemn.
At the end of the dragon hall, facing the main gate, there are seven steps, and on the steps are the platforms, on which is placed a strange throne.
It was a lump of iron covered with spikes, sharp horns, and twisted metal, and the back of the chair also had many spikes, made of dozens of black long swords, like a peacock's tail feathers on the screen, but each feather was a sword blade, and if you were not careful to sit on it, you would be cut.
This is the Iron Throne, the symbol of the kingship of Congatro, the throne of the kings of all ages!
Emilys stood at the foot of the steps, gazing at the throne.
Behind her, Valrogan, Astan, Dinkraj, Duke Fischer, Duke Dilan, and so on, as well as several dragons in human form, as well as the Scaly Bloodguard and the legends of the major families, all there, their faces full of excitement, joy, excitement, etc., all different, but they were all waiting for something.
"Your Excellency, Speaker. ”
The salute of a scaly guard alarmed the crowd, and they turned back to see Wren walking in from outside the Dragon Hall.
The blood-colored sunset behind Wren made it impossible to see his face, hidden in the shadows of the backlight, and although the footsteps were soft, there was a huge pressure in everyone's hearts.
It wasn't until Wren stepped into the light of the torches and saw the faint smile on his face that people breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wren!"
Emily greeted her and said in a gaffe, "We succeeded!
"I know, congratulations Your Majesty. Wren hugged her gently, stroked her back, and whispered, "You know what to do." ”
Emily felt a great sense of security, and her emotions quickly calmed down.
She let go of Wren and ascended the seven steps step by step, turned around in front of the Iron Throne, looked down at the crowd, took a deep breath, her beautiful face showed fortitude and majesty, and then sat down.
"See Your Majesty!"
The neat and mighty voice echoed in the dragon hall, and at this moment, the return of the dragonborn was announced, and the Drogenburg family once again reigned in the Kingdom of Congatro!