Chapter 185: The King's Glory
The bell rang eight times before fading away, and the blade got closer and closer to the bell tower, and the vague figure on the bell tower gradually became clear. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The tall figure was wearing a tattered gray robe, and his gray-white skin was wrapped in bandages.
He wears a hat that looks like two small wings on his head, a broadsword behind his back, and a huge shotgun at his waist.
The man seemed to sense the Torture Blade's arrival, and after ringing the bell, lowered his gaze to the Torture Blade's transparent body.
Tortureblade noticed his gaze and simply lifted his stealth state, and the eyes under the ghost's mask looked directly into the man's eyes.
"Welcome home, little hunter." A low, solemn voice came from the man's mouth.
Hearing this voice, Torture Blade's spirit suddenly perked up, "Sure enough, he still retains his reason." β
Tortureblade then quickened his pace and climbed the stairs up the bell tower.
After climbing to the top, the man turned to look at the Torture Blade that had climbed up and said, "Little hunter, you are wise not to attack the hunters here. β
Torture Blade couldn't see his face under the bandages, but he could feel the majesty and loneliness in him.
"The hunters here are crazy, why didn't you leave here?" Tortureblade asked, looking at him.
The man turned to look at the wandering hunters on the ground, and said with kindness in his voice, "It's crazy, but they're not monsters, they're still hunters, they're still my countrymen." I will not let those filthy disasters trample the entire Raven City, even if I cannot leave it for the rest of my life, I will protect this city and my people. β
"People?" Tortureblade heard a special word.
The man turned to look at Torture Blade and said, "Maybe it's been too long since no one talked, and the etiquette of conversation has been forgotten." My name is Tengan, the lord of Raven City, and the leader of all hunters. β
His eyes widened when he heard the torture blade, he had heard the name in Oviz's mouth yesterday.
Looking at Tiangan in surprise, he asked, "City Lord... How many years did you live? β
Tortureblade remembers very well that more than seven hundred years ago, the entire Raven City was completely insane.
"I don't know how long I lived." Tiangan sat down and said calmly.
Tortureblade sat down and asked, "How can you survive this long?" β
Tengan whispered, "Aftermath of the heart." The aftermath of my mind was to slow down the aging of my body tremendously. The speed should be one-fifth of a normal person. β
Torture Blade was horrified in his heart after hearing this, and did not speak.
Tiangan looked up at the torture blade at this time and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to actually recapture the spirit of the Apocalypse Hunter." Thank you so much. β
Tortureblade shook his head and said, "It's not a recapture, it's a reluctance to steal this pair of spiritual treasures at the expense of my two precious friends." β
As he spoke, the Torture Blade lifted the spirit and looked at the ground with sad eyes.
Tiangan patted Torture Blade on the shoulder, and suddenly said, "When you were being attacked by Zhenguo, I noticed your blood suit. Are you missing something? β
Tortureblade nodded and said, "I've forgotten something, and I can't find my Sword of Glory." β
After hearing this, Tiangan was silent for a moment, then stood up and looked into the distance and asked, "Have you seen the corpses of those hunters?" β
Tortureblade nodded and asked curiously, "What's going on then?" β
"In the beginning, the disease of madness was only found in a few hunters with low strength. Other hunters, in order to avoid being infected, killed the hunters and burned their bodies with fire. β
After a pause, Tiangan looked at it and said simply, "And it's me..." It was I who personally executed them. β
After hearing this, Torture Blade stood up and said, "But that's not the source. β
"I know... I know... For those hunters... In my endless life, there is only that one guilt that I still can't let go. Tiangan squeezed the armrests with both hands, and his body trembled a little.
The fist of the torture blade clenched slowly, and he didn't know what to say now.
Tengan continued, "Hunters are not only tools for killing, nor are they feared spirits. Little hunter, you have to remember. The hunter is just a man, a poor man who has lost his feelings. β
Tortureblade nodded silently, not speaking.
Tengan's tone was firm, "My glory has been tainted by the blood of my kindred, and I am not qualified to leave here." So I swore to protect my poor people. Even if I endure eternal loneliness and loneliness, I will protect them. β
Tortureblade slowly raised his head and asked, "Why!?" β
"For I am their king, their trustworthiness king. The people put their trust in their king. And the king had compassion on his people. Even if the king's true people are gone, the king will guard their corpses, and the guardians belong to their cities. β
"The King of the Dead..." Tortureblade muttered these four words.
Tiangan turned his head and said flatly, "In the original battle with the Four Kings of Calamity, I lost a lot of equipment. But only this Lone King shotgun was not lost. β
Hearing this, Tortureblade set his eyes on the large gun in his hand.
Tiangan touched the big gun in his hand and said, "This is the blood suit that symbolizes my mercy, and it is also the last blood suit I have left." β
"The hunter doesn't believe in the Heavens, but I believe it's a guide from the underworld. As a king, you should have compassion and kindness to your people. For the sake of this mercy and mercy, it does not matter how much pain is suffered, because it is the responsibility of a king. β
Hearing these words, Torture Blade suddenly remembered Xia and Shire, who had completely left.
Xia also has a kind of kindness, a kind of mercy that can be tolerated with all things in the world.
"Even if your true people are gone?" Tortureblade asked, looking up.
Tiangan grinned and said, "My people have always been there. Love knows no bounds, and I love our people, both in their souls and in their bodies. β
Tortureblade fell into a deep silence. This pity, this love, he could not feel. Because he's not a king, he's just a hunter.
Tiangan looked down at the torture blade and said softly, "Lord Apocalypse Hunter is willing to entrust his spirit book to you, which means that he is very optimistic about your qualifications. Little Hunter, I know from the look in your eyes that you have experienced grief and pain that ordinary people have never experienced, so I should believe that you will become a real hunter. A king of the hunt who can truly guide hunters on the right path! β
Torture Blade clenched his fists, and Oviz had said similar things to him before. He lowered his head and slowly raised his head, stared at the heavenly stem and asked, "What makes you believe so much in an unmasked person?" β
"A gut instinct to be a hunter." Tiangan said lightly.
Rumble!
At this moment, an explosion was suddenly heard in the distance.
The two of them turned their heads at the same time. Tiangan said lightly, "It's time to come, it's finally here." β
"Plague King!!" Torture Blade clenched his fists with hatred on his face.
In the distance, twenty dragonmen flew through the air, thousands of ooze giants walking in this direction.
Tiangan looked at Torture Blade, reached out and touched Torture Blade's dark hair, and said, "Hunters are always rational, don't be blinded by hatred. β
After hearing this, Tortureblade nodded silently and said, "I'm going to the Soul Hunting Pool, where Ovitz said I can find what I once forgot." β
"Oh dry! Hand over that hunter, I think I can make you live a little older. The plague king's resentful voice came from afar.
Sou! The giant's crossbow bolt was set up, but the plague king waved it into a cloud of dust.
Torture Blade turned his head and asked, "What should I do?" β
Tiangan slowly untied the bandages on his face, revealing a withered and ugly face.
"I will not leave my people." As he spoke, Tiangan put down the big gun in his hand, and then reached out and put it behind his back.
ClickΒ·Β·
The pure golden broadsword appeared in his hand. The sword was only a meter long, but it was the width of two palms.
The sword body is very simple, there are no ornate carvings, and there are no strange lines, just like an ordinary golden broadsword.
"My glory has been tarnished by my own hands, and today I want to wash away the sins I have committed in the past."
Tortureblade asked suspiciously, "What are you going to do?" β
"This is my sword of glory, sealed by the blood of its people, and it is no longer able to exert its true power. Now, I'll give it to you. I hope you will pass on my glory. β
Rumble! Rumble!
At the same time, twenty terrifying dragonmen in the distance, along with the Plague King, had already entered the area, and hunters were brutally killed.
Tortureblade looked at the hunters who had been killed, and his heart trembled.
Never indecisive, the torture blade grasped the golden broadsword and said with a straight face, "May the glory of the god-king shine on your path to glory." β
Hearing this, Tiangan bowed deeply to the torture blade, bowed, and jumped directly from the bell tower.
Torture Blade looked at his incomparably majestic back, trembling in his heart at the same time, he was also full of respect.
Slowly falling to the ground, Tiangan tore off his tattered clothes, revealing a black crown and a gorgeous robe.
As soon as the big gun was on his shoulder, a solemn look appeared on his dry face, and he looked at the hunting king in the distance and shouted, "People! Let's fight together to protect our homeland! β
Whew...
The deep voice came out, and it actually resonated with all the mad hunters present. As if the wolf king appeared, countless hunters let out a burst of howls.
BangΒ·Β· BangΒ·Β·
The giant called Zhenguo threw away his crossbow arrows at this time, picked up a terrifying long sword that was twenty meters long, and walked towards this direction with extremely heavy steps.
In an instant, the entire Dongcheng District was completely boiling. All the hunters who wandered around the sky gathered around Tiangan.
Seeing such a scene, Tortureblade felt a surge in his heart. Looking at those resolute and resolute backs, Torture Blade couldn't help but roar, "For the glory of the King Hunter!! β
Hearing Tortureblade's words, all the hunters turned their heads to look at Tortureblade at the same time. Then, with tears streaming down his face, Torture Blade found that an unusually bright smile and brilliance appeared on those dull faces.
"In order to... Glory to the King Hunter! A jagged voice was heard, echoing throughout the city.
"The hunter who has nothing should have been cut off long ago, and in the eternal river, all things will be destroyed. Only the spirit of glory can be passed on. β
Ethereal voices, coming from nowhere, constantly echoed through the city.
(To be continued.) )