♂

More monsters are piling up something, some kind of building out of wood, dirt, and other materials. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info [Zero ↑ Nine △ Small ↓ Say △ Net And there is a black stone throne in front of these things, and the one sitting on the throne is Archimedes who disappeared in the woods that day.

As if waking up from a deep sleep, a fiery and flamboyant aura appeared from Archimedes, so the flame cloak behind him was blazing, and two fires in the black iron helmet lit up, and the man who had been sitting on the throne for several days and nights moved his body slightly, he sat up straight, and the momentum of the whole person became extremely strong.

The working monsters fell to the ground, offering unreserved loyalty to Archimedes, and the man on the throne waved his hand, and the monsters continued to work. After three days and nights, a gate was erected. The man who sat on the throne finally stood up, and the flaming cloak spilled countless sparks, leaving a corridor of flames on the land along the path the man had walked.

Archimedes stood in front of the gate, and the monsters who had completed the work quietly receded on both sides, and when Archimedes raised his hand, flames began to climb along the lines on the door from the bottom of the gate, and the patterns of the fire trees and stars were built from the lighted lines, and when all the patterns were lit up, there were waves of fire erupting from the cracks in the door. As if the door had reached the bottom of the volcano, Archimedes took off the iron glove he wore on his right hand and swiped his thumb on his index finger, and a shallow wound immediately appeared on his index finger, and a shimmering sparkling blood flowed out of the wound, forming a drop of blood. [Zero ↑ Nine △ Small ↓ Say △ Net Archimedes flicked his fingers, and the blood bead floated towards the door and flew into the crack of the door. Immediately, there was a fire in the door, and the two doors of the gate slowly opened.

The fire in the door was blazing, like the surface of the sun, and from time to time a stream of fire was whisked out of the door like a ribbon, and the air was hot and smoky as it swept by. At this moment, a long howl sounded from inside the door, followed by heavy footsteps, and a figure appeared in the faint light of the fire in the door. A moment later, the figure burst out of the door, an orc more than two meters tall, with a faint glow of fire under his crimson skin, and a burning hair on his head. Dragging a rugged battle axe, the orc saw Archimedes, knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice: "Anzu, the soul of the fire beast, is here to wait for His Majesty's dispatch. ”

Archimedes nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the orc stood up and dragged his tomahawk to the other side.

Figures emerged from the door.

Behind the orc, a dragon emerged through the door. Its body was so large that it had to bow its head as it slid out of the door, and after trying to get it out of the door, the dragon roared in the sky. Its body is like being made of countless black rocks, with fiery red magma flowing in the cracks, and a row of rock thorns growing from the back of the head, each of which is as red as blood, always bright and bright, resonating with the dragon's breath. After a long roar, the dragon bowed its head and spat out the human words from his mouth: "Astor of the Dragon's Breath, here is at your Majesty's request. ”

After the dragon, a female king covered in fire, a giant with flame wings on his back, and a fire demon with a flickering fire all over his body walked out of the gate one after another. Finally, a majestic aura emerged from inside the door, and all but Archimedes retreated. A moment later, a figure walked out of the doorway. This figure did not have the massive body of a dragon or the furious wildness of an orc, but the sense of majesty in him was only below Archimedes.

Out of the door came a man with perfect facial features and a crystal armor like black glass. Behind him, a crystal wheel is suspended in the air, and the crystal wheel slowly rotates, and red, blue, green, and purple streamers escape from the wheel, and it continues to rotate around the man, like a satellite circumspiring star. The man with a perfect face came to Archimedes, put his hand lightly on his chest and bowed, "Hersus, the flame of the firmament, is here to wait for His Majesty's dispatch. ”

Emerging from the gates are all high kings, each of whom has a strength to rival that of Twilight. As for the last king, even above Twilight, Mitinas, the ancient fire of the abyss, was a few points inferior to him. If Mitinas were here, he would have been amazed to hear the name of the Flame of the Firmament, for in that burning world, the name of the Flame of the Firmament would have been so powerful that it would have been in the sky.

In the Burning World, the Flame of the Firmament, the Wrath of the Earth, and the Might of the Sea of Fire are the three giants of that world. They stand high above thousands of kings, and only the king of kings can rule over them.

Archimedes turned, his gaze darting over the forests and the earth, even across the Bylegon Empire, past the Principality of Shadows. He saw St. Ophora, known as the land of elves, whose eyes trembled as those of Idava. His gaze crossed across the ocean, the endless icebergs and the unknown life beneath the ice, and he saw countless sea tribes desperately burrowing into the deep sea to avoid his gaze. At last his gaze fell on the eastern lands, where the people in bright red robes were looking at the sky in horror in the beautiful palaces, they could not see him, they could feel him, and they knelt on the ground in fear and kowtowed desperately.

"As you can see, the planet is big enough for so much life. So what are you waiting for, take our army, go to conquer, go to plunder. The twilight of the entire universe begins on this planet. Archimedes raised his finger to the sky.

Anzu the orc lifted his battle axe and roared, striding through Archimedes' right side, followed closely by countless firehorns. The dragon Astor spewed fire as he walked to Archimedes' left, followed by a flaming beast. One after another, kings passed by Archimedes, each with an army that sailed through the primeval forest in the night like rivers of fire, marching in all directions of the empire. The Bylegon Empire is just the beginning, and eventually, their flames will spread throughout the Heavenly Star.

The triumvirate of the burning world, Herthers of the Flame of the Firmament, remained. Archimedes said in a deep voice: "The work here is up to you, I have other work to do." Herthes, mercilessly destroy all life on this planet, and let the flames burn around every corner. ”

Helthes smiled beautifully, "As you wish, my king." ”

Archimedes raised his head and looked at the night sky: "This era will come to an end." ”

A light rose into the sky and disappeared into the night. At this moment, Archimedes left the Heavenly Star, and no one knew where he went. The primeval forest suddenly became quiet, and in a large forest, only Herther stood still. After a moment, the king smiled faintly: "This army is not enough. ”

Behind him, a dense black shadow loomed through the gate.