Hearing Kennan's arrogant declaration, several impulsive warriors of the Blackstone tribe immediately rushed forward. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After all, the Nords have always been known for their belligerence. In the face of the strong, there will always be a desire to compete. Not to mention facing such an arrogant opponent. If you can fight or not, let's put it down first, let's fight first, and then choose to surrender if you can't fight. This is how the Nords think about things.

Facing the warriors of the Blackstone tribe who rushed over, Kenan shouted, and waved his fists vigorously to fight with many warriors of the Blackstone tribe.

"Look at my flame armor. "A Blackstone warrior condensed into a thick layer of armor.

After a loud bang, the thick flame armor shattered, and the warrior who had been standing in place flew upside down.

"Flame breath. A Blackstone warrior opened his mouth, and a burst of flame erupted toward Kenan. Kenan walked up to the warrior who was constantly spitting flames from his mouth and punched him in the stomach. The warrior, who had just been spewing flames, fell to the ground clutching his stomach.

"Flame Slash. A Blackstone warrior swung a huge two-handed tomahawk and slashed down at Kenan.

However, only half of the tomahawk fell before Kenan caught it with one hand. After Kenan grabbed the tomahawk with one hand, he pulled it back with one hand, and the warrior holding the tomahawk involuntarily staggered towards Kenan. Kenan saw the opportunity and kicked the unsteady Blackstone Warriors out with a kick.

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In less than a minute, there were seventeen or eighteen warriors of the Blackstone tribe lying in the open space in front of the cottage.

Kenan looked at the Blackstone Warrior lying on the ground with no expression on his face, as if he had done something very ordinary. "Whoever is not convinced, stand up. ”

Many of the warriors of the Blackstone tribe who were still waiting and watching saw Kennan so brave, and they all extinguished the idea of coming forward to compete. If Kennan didn't show his skills, everyone was unconvinced and wanted to come forward to compete, and he could still be called a brave man, a man with courage. Then it would be foolish for Kenan to blindly go up and get beaten after he showed his muscles.

Anyway, in their eyes, Kennan is a Nord, and it is not a shame for the Nords to lose to the Nords.

Conversely, if Kennan could indeed recreate the golden age of the Nords, they would all feel honored.

At this time, an elder of the Blackstone tribe wearing a robe slowly walked out.

"On behalf of the Blackstone Tribe, I surrender to the First Warrior of the Rock Tribe, the Kenan Warriors, and hope that the Kenan Warriors will spread the glory of the Nords all over the continent. ”

Kenan saw the submission expressed by the Blackstone tribe and nodded with satisfaction, "The tribute will be sent to the Rock Tribe." I have to challenge the other tribes, so I won't delay much, warriors of the Rock Tribe, come with me. ”

Several Rock Tribe warriors who followed Kenan happily followed Kenan towards the next tribe. Only the Blackstone tribe was left with a dashing figure.

The elder of the Blackstone tribe looked at the envious gaze of his tribe's warriors and sighed, "Perhaps, the fourth golden age of the Nords is coming. ”

The sun rises and sets in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Kennan grew from a young Nord man who had just come of age to a stout Nord man. The posture is becoming more and more tall and burly, and the muscles have changed from wheat to bronze. If you don't know the details, it's really easy to think of Kenan as an out-and-out Nord.

During these three years, Kennan traveled extensively in the areas where the Nords lived. From the eastern hills of the mainland all the way to the Islands of Origin. From the Hogarth Peak in the north to the seaport of Curast in the south. Wherever there is a tribe of Nords, Kenan is there. It took three years for Kenan to conquer all known Nord tribes.

After conquering the last Nord tribe, Kenan sent a message to all Nord tribes that he would go to Mermaid Island in three months to worship the Ancient Tree of Life, where he would be crowned the fourth Nord king.

When the news broke, the world shook. All the Nord tribes naturally rejoiced when they received the news, and celebrated that the golden age of the Nords had come again. The human kingdom was shocked, and issued statements one after another, hoping that Kennan would give up his coronation as King Nord for the sake of peace and stability on the continent. Otherwise, an all-out war against the Nords will begin.

Kennan scoffed at this.

The more Kennan came into contact with the Nords, the more disgusted he became with the aristocracy vying for power and tearing each other down.

If it weren't for the immaturity of the time, he would have sent troops to raze these backward kingdoms. Ignoring the Human Kingdom's statements, Kenan returned to Mermaid Island on a Nord sailboat.

Compared with the whereabouts of the last time he secretly exchanged for knowledge, this time Kennan can be described as above board and full of momentum. There were thousands of representatives of the tribes who followed around. There are countless people who come to watch the ceremony on their own.

Surrounded by many representatives, Kenan slowly walked to the lake where the ancient tree of life was located, picked up a pool of lake water and drank it.

Well, it's a little cool, and it's a little sweet. Other than that, there is no special role.

Under the auspices of many tribal elders, Kenan completed the worship of the Ancient Tree of Life. When Kenan took the iron crown of power from the tribal elders, the Nords of the entire island erupted in wild cheers. The sound was wave after wave, like a rushing ocean crashing against the rocks. Several wanderers of the human kingdom who were about to make trouble at the coronation ceremony were shaken by the sound. Two of the unlucky ones were even shocked out of their hiding positions by the sudden burst of sound. In an instant, he was captured by several burly Nord warriors.

You must know that except for some tribal elders, who can participate in the coronation ceremony of Kennan, the king of Nord, the rest must be at least the existence of the tribal warrior level. Many of them were or had been the first warriors of the tribe. Trying to make trouble on such an occasion is like robbing an armed police dormitory with a kitchen knife.

When the many lurking wanderers were caught, the whole coronation ceremony had come to an end. Standing on a high platform, wearing an iron crown and holding a one-handed axe in one hand, Kenan shouted, "We Nords have survived on this land since the ancient times. We are brave, we are persistent, we are strong, we are united, and we deserve this vast land. We don't want to hide in the mountains, we want to be the masters of this land. There is no need to shed blood for a little food. You don't have to endure harsh demands for a silver coin or two. I, the first warrior of the Nords, the king of the Nords, Kenan, will lead you to conquer everything that is in sight, to spread the glory of the Nords to the entire continent, and to make our children and grandchildren the masters of the continent. The original ancestors blessed us, in the name of victory. ”

"Victory, victory. "The Nords are in a carnival.