Just when Wang Xiaotian was shocked by the mysterious and vast battlefield, in the deepest part of the Great Wilderness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

An ancient and ancient giant city is crawling on the land full of crises, the gray-black city wall precipitates the breath of history, and an inexplicable breath flows on the wall of the city.

Outside this mysterious and majestic city, there are endless mountains and hills, and the towering trees are intertwined into a sea of green, which seems to be calm and beautiful, but it is in this primitive atmosphere, the terrifying aura contained in the occasional beast roar makes the silver powerhouses tremble, and one or two birds that spread their wings indulgently, looking closely, they are several meters in size.

This is the Orc King City, this is the center of the Great Wilderness, and this is the forbidden area where the golden powerhouses have to move forward cautiously!

"The earth and the conquest of the throne are coming!"

An old, decaying, and majestic voice echoed through an empty, slightly dilapidated hall.

As this voice fell, an incomparably bright light crossed the main hall, and a simple, majestic, with a hint of war intent, a trace of domineering throne slowly emerged from the void and hovered in a corner of the main hall.

The Throne of Earth and Conquest!

When the throne was completely materialized, a slightly embarrassed figure appeared on the throne, and the pale and frightened appearance looked so comical on such a sacred and majestic throne that people couldn't help but frown.

After the throne is concrete, the shape is simple and atmospheric, and there is a strong barbaric atmosphere on it, such a throne, his master should be a majestic and majestic king, not this slightly pale, thin existence.

"Human?!"

An angry voice echoed in the hall, different from the old and decaying voice in front of it, this voice contained powerful thoughts, full of aggression, presumably the owner of this voice must be an extremely aggressive existence.

"The king of the earth and conquest of this generation is actually a human being!" the voice was so startled and angry that even the dullest person could hear the anger in it.

......

Wang Xiaotian, who had come back to his senses for a long time, looked around in a daze, his mind was still on the vast and shocking battlefield.

After hearing the great being shout "I have come, I have conquered", the starry sky around him shattered like a mirror, and then the whole person spun around, and inexplicably came here.

Looking at the surrounding scene, Wang Xiaotian's pale face gradually began to calm down.

Quaint, atmospheric, and dilapidated.

This is Wang Xiaotian's evaluation of the big hall around him, the bronze casting hall, empty and silent, in this huge hall, Wang Xiaotian noticed that there was actually life around him.

"Human, you are so bold that you dare to tarnish the glory of the king!

When Wang Xiaotian came back to his senses, the voice gradually said calmly, but that calmness made people feel chills.

Wang Xiaotian followed the prestige, and he suddenly found that in addition to himself, there were more than a dozen seats around him, each of which released a different breath, some were free and casual, making people seem to be swimming between heaven and earth, which made people feel refreshed; some were majestic and heavy, like a big mountain, firmly located on the world; and some were bloody and fierce, like a fierce beast that chose people to devour, and people couldn't help but emerge the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood......

And Wang Xiaotian's seat contains an atmosphere of atmosphere and battle, just like a warrior who never gives up.

Opposite him, a strong werewolf with snow-white hair, wearing a leather armor, looked at Wang Xiaotian calmly, and his eyes without a trace of fluctuation were like looking at a dead person.

"Whatever the Bloodhoof Minotaur thinks, the glory of the king is not to be tarnished! Human, wait! I, King of the Winter Wolves, will find you and tear you to pieces!"

Just dropped a sentence without a head, and this powerful werewolf turned into a shower of light in front of Wang Xiaotian and disappeared!

"I, witness this moment!"

The old, decaying voice that had begun echoed across the hall again, and the voice could not hear any emotion, no anger, no fluctuations.

"The battle for the coronation of the King of Earth and Conquer! will be presided over by the King of Winter and the Cold Moon, and we will witness the rise of the throne!"

As soon as the words fell, a blue light shot out directly from the werewolf's seat opposite Wang Xiaotian, and quickly sank into the statue in Wang Xiaotian's hand.

The statue, which was originally golden and full of fierce fighting spirit, seemed to be sealed by something at the moment, and on top of the minotaur statue, a blue crown was attached to it like a seal.

Wang Xiaotian witnessed this scene in a daze, he didn't know what it meant.

And around Wang Xiaotian, on several thrones, a total of nine eyes were staring at this scene with different meanings, some of these eyes were doubtful, some were hostile, and some had a trace of kindness......

Unlike the white-haired werewolf opposite Wang Xiaotian, these figures on the throne seemed to be covered by something, and Wang Xiaotian couldn't see through it.

Click!

A crisp voice sounded in Wang Xiaotian's ears, and the surrounding scene was like a broken mirror, the throne, the main hall, and the figures were all shattered like things in the mirror.

Wang Xiaotian looked back and suddenly found that he had actually returned to the altar in Greystone City.

......

And just after Wang Xiaotian returned to the altar, in the legendary orc king city, on the quaint and dilapidated hall, those figures were communicating.

"The king of the earth and conquest is actually a human being! I see, the bloodhoof minotaur is really completely declining, and this time the crowning of the king is afraid that it will fail again. The voice was flirtatious, casual, and lackluster.

"Not necessarily, this human can project his own projection here through the artifact, which means that he has won the support of at least tens of thousands of orcs, and he has embodied the throne with the power of faith, proving that he still has a certain strength. A calm voice analyzed.

"The winter wolf is angry, the human can't bear it!" a cold voice interjected.

"Yo, how can this person also have time to come to the Hall of Kings!" The flirtatious voice looked at the owner of the cold voice with some surprise, as if it was very surprised by the cold voice.

......

Just as this group of giant-level orcs was discussing, on the first sequence of the twelve thrones, an old, tired gaze stared at Wang Xiaotian's seat for a moment with a hint of thought.

And none of the kings present noticed this scene, otherwise, I am afraid they would not have discussed it so enthusiastically.