Leon once imagined what it would be like to see Uncle Woods again, what it would be like.

Maybe it was in the splendid palace hall that he led his loyal and brave knights all the way in, publicly announced his charges of treason, and then cut off his head with a sword?

Perhaps in the luxurious king's bedchamber, he appeared in front of him like a ghost, masking him, using magic to block his voice, slowly slicing him into pieces with a knife, and paying back the hatred of himself, his relatives, friends, and those innocent victims?

Perhaps it was during a royal hunt that he was ambushed in a bush in the wilderness, rushed out as he passed by, killed him with a sword, and then fled to the panicked shouts of the guards and soldiers?

Maybe it was at some celebration that he roared with the wings of his fighting spirit, and blasted the eagle wing sword directly towards the ground, and the eagle wings swept the land, blowing him and his lackeys to ashes, and he didn't stop at all, as if he just wiped a little dust off the sword?

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All kinds of imaginations, of course, include seeing His Majesty the King fleeing in panic on a battlefield where the army was defeated, sneering and angrily denouncing his cowardice, and then beheading him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, all of this is just imagination.

"I thought that when I saw you again, I would be mad with rage, or I would laugh and ......cry," he said calmly, "but it wasn't that exaggerated, and the stories in the story were all lies." ”

Although he was so calm, the momentum of the peak of the legend had completely exuded, even on the battlefield where legends gathered and the gods descended at this moment, it was quite conspicuous.

This proves that his heart is not as calm as it seems. Now he looks like an active volcano that has not yet erupted, at first glance it seems to be just an ordinary mountain, but in fact there is a violent force surging in his body, ready to erupt at any moment.

Both the gods of knights and the gods of orcs noticed this sudden momentum. But they're too busy right now to take care of this side of things.

Perhaps this man will be detrimental to the king of the Eagle Kingdom. But this war has been fought so far, and the key to determining the outcome is already the battle between gods, and it doesn't matter whether the mortal king is dead or alive.

Whether Woods is alive or dead, it's a trivial matter that doesn't deserve much attention.

Leon naturally felt the gaze of the gods and their gaze, and couldn't help but smile again.

He smiled calmly and calmly. It's like watching a new opera in a theater. However, this smile was as terrifying in Woods' eyes as the inquisitors of hell.

"You...... Aren't you dead?" he whispered, "I have confirmed your body with my own eyes!"

This answer was exactly what I expected. Leon smiled and said, "I don't need to explain to you what happened - with your strength and realm, even if I do, it will be difficult for you to understand." Anyway, I'm standing in front of you right now. Not dead. ”

He paused and couldn't help but smile again: "Still. You're dying. ”

Woods' legs trembled uncontrollably, he didn't feel like a coward who was afraid of death, but in front of this nephew, in front of Leon Igor, who was obviously dead but still alive, and was incredibly powerful, he couldn't help but be afraid.

This fear did not stem from his fear of death. There is also a fear of the heinous crimes he has committed.

Although he had deliberately ignored and even forgotten his crimes over the years, when Leon appeared before him, he could not contain the thought of that bloody night, of the crimes he had committed that would have been enough to be hung on the gallows several times.

Fear made him tremble violently. It was even a little difficult to even stand, if it weren't for the guards around him who hurriedly came to support him, I was afraid that he would have collapsed on the ground.

"Who are you!" shouted the guard, "Impudent, stand down!"

Leon looked at the guards with a smile and nodded with satisfaction: "Dare to scold me, you are also a good man!"

"Meet His Highness Leon!" "The leader of the King's Guard, the legendary priest of the Guardian God of Faith, Uschi, walked over and bowed to Leon, "I didn't expect you to be alive, congratulations!"

He also said to the guards who were facing the enemy: "Don't put on this posture, His Highness Leon claimed to be the first person under the legend more than thirty years ago. Now his realm is so high and his strength is so strong that I can't even see it clearly, and the comment of 'the future world's first knight' has probably become a fact now. If he really wants to do something, not to mention the defeat of our remnants, even if there are hundreds of thousands of troops to defend it, it will not help. ”

Only then did the guard come to his senses and understand Leon's identity.

Over the years, even though Woods has deliberately erased the deeds of the previous king of the Eagle Kingdom, his children, and his subordinates, Leon's story is too dazzling after all, and many people still know it.

For example, when he was fourteen years old, he participated incognito in knightly competitions and won the crown. At that time, the former of his predecessors praised him as destined to become the world's number one knight, surpassing his predecessors.

Over the years, the knightly tournament has been held twice, and although the scale and influence are not as large as before, the legend has always been passed down among the contestants and into the ears of the guards.

No matter how high Woods' status and power are, there is nothing he can do with those knights who come from afar to compete.

He can control other people's mouths, but he can't control the mouths of these knights.

Many of the guards knew the story about Leon. Most of the guards also knew about the feud between Leon and Woods. At this moment, I understood his identity, not to mention those who were already a bit of a rat, and even the guard who had just been protecting the king was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say or what to do.

Want to defend the king?

As His Royal Highness Leon, as long as he ascends to the heights, he is the king. And His Royal Highness Woods naturally became a rebel, and it was light to be hung on the gallows.

Leon smiled, and his eyes fell on the trembling Woods' face again: "Uncle, I want to talk to you, are you interested?"

"When...... Of course ......"

Having received an affirmative answer, Leon nodded in satisfaction and asked, "I have always wondered why you want to start a rebellion, whether it is wisdom, force, talent, or seniority, what is it about you that you can be king? What is it that gives you such absurd confidence to dare to sit in that shining seat?"

Woods' face turned red, not from shame, but from anger.

"Why!" he shouted, "because I am not wise enough, strong enough in force, not talented enough, not old enough, so I can't be a king? What is the reason! I am also the son of an eagle, and I have the blood of an eagle in my veins! I have also followed my father to the battlefield! I have also gone out to govern a party! Whether as a general or as a lord, what have I not done well!"

Leon recalled, nodding in some surprise.

Come to think of it, Woods has a point. Although he was not at all outstanding either as a general or as a lord. But after all, they are all competent, and they have not made any significant mistakes.

To put it mildly, in terms of his performance, there are really few kings in the current kingdom of the main plane who are better than him.

"But, from my grandfather's point of view, there is a better heir than you, so why did he choose you?" Leon thought for a moment and said, "Let's say you, you have many children now, and you are old. When you're going to pass on the throne, won't it pass it on to the best of the best?"

Woods blushed: "Of course I will pass it on to the most outstanding children, but even if it is not an outstanding child, can't you want to be a king!"

"It's okay to just 'think,' but it's not okay to start a rebellion for it. ”

Woods clenched his fists, and because of his anger, he couldn't care about being afraid at the moment: "I want to be king, but my father didn't pass on the throne to me. In that case, what can I do but rebel?"

"Forget it. Leon said lightly, "I wanted to be a hero who flew through the sky on a dragon, but it didn't ...... like that."

"Forget it?!" Woods' eyes widened, and he almost couldn't help jumping up, "How can this kind of thing be counted! This is my lifelong dream!"

"Leon, you are born so good, like a god walking in the world, there is nothing you can't learn, nothing you can't do. Even...... To you, even the throne seems insignificant. But that doesn't mean you're qualified to deny my dreams!"

"I'm qualified!" Leon said in a deep voice, "If there is anyone else in this world who has this qualification, it is me!"

He pointed to his chest, "Remember, when you shot me an arrow from behind, half of the specially made poison-hardened crossbow pierced through my body, and the tip of the arrow even pierced through the front of my chest. ”

"If nothing else, with this arrow alone, I am qualified to deny your despicable dreams!"

His voice was fierce, and a powerful majesty emanated from him, like an angry god, descending on the mortal world at this moment.

Over the years, Leon, as the high priest of Sui Xiong, has clearly felt Sui Xiong's power and momentum, which has made him imperceptibly infected, and even made his soul have a little god characteristics. At this moment, when he became angry and showed all his might, this majesty had some sense of godhood, which made the gods who were fighting fiercely look at it again.

"That momentum, that feeling ......"

"Masquerade, it's his breath, yes. ”

"I remember, this human is the High Priest of His Church!"

“...... I see, this guy is really far-sighted!"

"Leave that alone, do what is in front of you first!"

The gods' gaze receded once more, and this time Leon didn't even pay attention to them.

He just looked at Woods majestically, as if he were looking down at the dust under his feet from the clouds.

"Woods Igor. He said, "Your judgment begins now!" (To be continued.) )