01 The Fate of Colwin (Part I)

The quiet Ullin rattled, and the woodcutters began their day's work early in the morning, and the axes gnawed at the bark like wolf teeth, and gradually a tall and stout tree fell, and the dust flew up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Ullin's ability to regenerate is terrifying, and no matter how much the woodcutters cut it, it will not diminish, and it is said that Wizman gave it this ability to regenerate.

In towns, merchants are carefully examining magic stones such as opals or rubies with magnifying glasses, apothecaries are trying to sell their latest achievements, alchemists are hammering iron to red, and shops are stocked with all sorts of town shop equipment. As far as the eye can see, there is no fighting, no exploitation, and no poor beggars.

This is the era founded by Weizman, called the Age of Sin.

Sunlight shrouds the vast expanse of Ullin, and through this lush forest, you can see an old castle with Gothic architecture, surrounded by many thorns and roses.

In the main hall of the castle, a handsome young man in a silver robe sat on a throne inlaid with countless brilliant gems, and he carried a brilliant red magic ring on his finger, which was a testimony of his love for Catherine, and the ring always had a colorful flame on it.

"The Imperial Family, as the 'Son of Heaven and Earth', controls the fate of the vast plane and plays a key role in the process of changes in the galaxy. However, since Emperor Wangfan was sealed by the [Wise Man] Nochametius, there has not been a new emperor so far, so it is not a problem. However, we, the royal family of St. Fidam, as the lord of all things, are in charge of the eight planes, and the lives and deaths of hundreds of millions of people up and down. We must not delay the great cause because of selfishness. Do you understand?

The majestic and powerful roar of awe-inspiring emancipation originated from Wizman Santa Fidam.

(Wizman, formerly the strongest mage and silver master god in the tenth plane god and demon realm, is currently the sole ruler of the nine parallel planes.) ๏ผ‰

This bleak world is not Wiezman's hometown.

His hometown is in the realm of gods and demons, in a world where the Olympian gods and Lucifer demons are fighting and fighting, in a world where the flames of war have burned the beautiful life to ashes.

For the gods of the gods and demons, Weizman is simply an out-and-out traitor, a weak and incompetent deserter! He is also a scum of the gods! The shame of being hated by the people of the world! In the era when the gods and demons were in a great war, in the years when blood and glory were embedded in the shadow of swords and swords, in that era when crying and grief were intertwined into a maze and tied to the humble soul, Weizman was able to leave resolutely and resolutely and strangled the Great Demon King (the king of the demons) Yaxu ยท Lucifer's responsibility is placed on the golden god Zeus (the main god of Greek mythology, and in this book the master god of the gods and demons).

However, in retrospect, it was all old things that had evaporated from the world with the flying sand.

Today's Weizman is the people of the Age of Sin, honored as the "King of Weizman".

The years are like a shuttle, and the passing years are like flying shadows, cutting out a period of youth. Thinking about the debauchery of King Weizman's life, it is like Qinglian stained with a few points of mud and dust. Vertical and horizontal, invincible, such a pinnacle of kings, but only (wife) Catherine Nepton is particularly fond of it. And among the sons, there are only seven people who can make him proud, and he can't help but give that rough thumbs up.

Compared with the beginning, King Weizman, who is the king of the ******, no longer has the sense of majesty and oppression that he had when he was the silver lord of the gods and demons world, but instead has a gaze full of tolerance and harmony, a gaze full of benevolence and true affection, and a gaze that is like a cold charcoal burning between the freezing rain, which can truly benefit the people.

And the sage monarch was carefully assisted by a legendary prophet, Nochamisius Kellyenu, a black-robed man with a layer of scaly gold on his arm, his deep eyes burning as cold as ice, and his holy and looming white skin, all adding a bit of mystery to him.

Nochamesius Kellyenu divided magic into one hundred and fifty levels based on its purity, attack, damage, and destructiveness at different stages, as well as a variety of factors.

(Level 1~10 Shallow Scholar (Honmo), Level 11~20 Spellcaster (Seal Demon), Level 21~30 Junior Magician (Sub-Demon)

Level 31~40 Shura Guardian (Holy Demon) Level 41~50 Nirvana (Demon Venerable) Level 51~55 Great Nirvana (Demon Sect)

Level 56~60 New Monk (Demon General) Level 61~70 Dragon Yuan Inheritance (Demon Emperor) Level 71~80 Vertical and Horizontal Mage (Demon Tyrant)

Level 81~90 Miracle Child (Demon God)Level 91~100 Creation New Source (Demon King)Level 101~120 King of the Temple (Temple King)

Level 121~130 Nebula King (Realm King)Level 131~140 Cosmic Saint King (Uo)

Level 141~150 Ten Thousand Demons Sect (Yineng King))

And King Wizman's magic level had already reached level 149.9 when he opened the era, and he was only a little short of entering the Enumerable King stage, but in order to create a blank plane, he chose to give up the opportunity to advance to the Enumerable King.

And the protagonist of this work, Corwin St. Fidam, is the eldest son of King Wizman, and the orthodox heir of the future St. Fidam's family.

Colwyn St. Fidam, because of his youth and talent, was naturally agreed by the people of all the planes that he would be the heir to the throne when King Wiezman died.

Colwin's eyes were as red as flames and magma, and the glow shone with a few golden rays, a sign of a king. His aura like the fire of purgatory was terrifying, and when he changed into armor, the murderous aura always covered his whole body. Tens of thousands of delicate and complex magic arrays will appear beside him, white magic flames gushing out one after another, and the noble battle armor will be as red as if it has been calcined by flames.

The magic weapon that can be worthy of such a powerful figure is the ancient king's tool and the prince's sword. Of course, he also has a rarely used sword, named Soul None (named after Catherine), which contains the eightfold Demon Seal cast by Xue Jia, the (authoritative elder) of the Kelly Enu clan, which is a birthday gift from the aged Xue Jia to little Corwin.

However, fate is always so unfair, and no one in the world can be said to be perfect, and neither is Colwin. Colwin's nature is a bit arrogant, resulting in many mistakes, killing innocent people, the red gold king's pupil seems to be covered with a killing fog, when he was a child, he was punished by King Wiezman many times, so that there are no scars and bruises on his body, Colwin's mother, Catherine Nepton, when she learned about it, her heart was like a knife.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with Colwin's execution of the criminal, cruel, and dehumanized cold-blooded soldiers. However, when he was young, he did not realize how much persecution and destruction that kind of behavior would cause to the family and lovers of the deceased in life and spirit. There was even a faithful woman who committed suicide by throwing herself into a lake because her husband was beheaded by Colwin.

And now, Corwin was faced with King Wiezman's solemn advice, but he had to nod his head disapprovingly.

King Wizman couldn't help but keep a straight face and shouted, "Colwin, what kind of attitude do you have!"

Colwin stretched his waist a little indifferently, shaking his head lazily, like a pendulum clock moving alternately from side to side, and replied, "Yes...... Be...... Hahu - my father's heart is about the world, unlike me, the king of war, who speaks nicely, he is a true king under one person and above ten thousand. But he had to fight the rats all day long, and he was stained with a fishy smell of blood. Really, why are those rats so self-conscious until they die?"

King Wizman grinned, "Mouse, Corwin Santa Fidam, you are just too arrogant. You dare to call them rats because our royal family is strong, and according to you, if we encounter a stronger enemy, you will not also become a rat in the mouth of others. โ€

Colwin pouted, "Father, you're just messing around, so I don't admit it." I'm not wrong anyway!"

"Colwin, the price of overconfidence can be a brief ache or a long loss. I really hope that you can restrain that restless blood and stop worrying your mother. โ€

A hint of cunning flashed in Colwin's eyes, and he said, "Anyway, I'm not wrong. Father, why did you beat me? Moreover, if you dare to hurt me in the slightest, I will sue my mother, and I know that you listen to your mother the most, father. โ€

Suddenly, the main hall was shrouded in silence, and the yellow leaves outside the hall fell, as if dancing in the air, snickering, laughing at the famous king who was actually a seed who was afraid of his wife.

The prophet Nochamesius knew that it was King Wizman's family affair, and quickly looked away and looked around as if nothing had happened.

"Ahem, Colwin, what are you talking nonsense? Teacher Nochamisius can look at it? Save me some face in front of your teacher. โ€

"Hehe, I don't want to do it. Who let you, father, say that I owe a lesson? โ€

"Oh, you take those people's lives too lightly, they are all living lives. They had the right to continue to live, but if it weren't for some elm heads, they wouldn't have been able to open their minds, so why bother?"

"Cut, in the end, don't you have to kill?"

"Well, why don't you understand? I wish I could find an eldest daughter-in-law sooner and take care of your brute nature, by the way, Samantha recommended her niece to me last time, so it would be better to ......"

"Oh, that's not necessary, Father. No, you are so cunning that you should be called the fox of Ullin. Father, the military camp you asked me to take charge of was as huge as the endless ocean, and my legs were so tired that my legs were weak. How can you have any leisure to care about marriage? Then the father and the son will return to the barracks immediately. โ€

The red crystal cloud shoes on Colwin's feet suddenly emitted a strong light, and his body was like a line of red silk, and he didn't know where the other end of the red silk was connected, and it was as if it had been pulled away in an instant, and he disappeared.

King Weizman looked worriedly at the shadow that had long since dispersed, and asked, "This kid is always so blind. Master Nochamisius, what do you say, what will be his future fate?"

Nochametheus respectfully lowered his head and closed his eyes to concentrate, turning on the power of prophecy in his mind, and his eyes faintly glowed with a rainbow halo, like a beautiful summer wine. Nochametius clearly saw that on the towering peaks of the dark mountains, the layers of dense mountain stones had become a grand cemetery, on which the six characters "Unfilial Son Corwin" were deeply engraved.

Nochamesius shuddered, and suddenly opened his eyes, which were as big as lanterns, and this frightened appearance also made King Weizman frown a little.

"What's wrong? Nochamisius, what are the difficulties in Corwin's fate?"

"Ancestor, alas, it would have been easy if it had only been difficult and dangerous, but ...... This...... Worst...... It's really terrible...... It's 10,000 times worse than the hardships. โ€

"Oh, Nochametheus, don't beat around the bush when you speak, you're in a hurry to kill the king. What is the calamity of my son?"

"Ancestor, judging from the inverted image of the Pool of Fate, His Highness Corwin ...... his destination."

"How's the end?"

"The soul of His Highness Corwin will be buried among the rocks and rocks, and there will be no return. And the corpse will be bitten by the Elder Eagle Dragon, and the soul bones will be devoured by the greedy ghoul. โ€

"Nochamisius, what are you talking about, no return, the Elder Eagle Vulture Dragon, and the Ghouls, who will provoke those undead monsters when they die!"

King Weizman was so angry that cracks appeared on the throne in an instant, like the old turtle that had gone through the wind and rain, and the remnants of the shell on his back. The entire palace trembled like a predatory bird, and the inlaid magic crystal was almost shattered by the aura. King Wizman picked up his wand beside his throne and walked slowly towards Nochametius, restless and breathless, as if a lingering symphony was playing in his heart.

Nochametheus knew that King Wiezmann must be on fire at this moment, burning every inch of skin and liver and intestines. But he didn't dare to deceive the sage king, so he confessed Colwin's fate.

"So, Nochametheus, is there no other way for my son to survive?"

"It's not that there is no room for survival. Unless it is infused into the body of His Highness Corwin with the blood of the Imperial Clan and the power of eternity. And it is necessary for the demon soul to be born together, and the soul to be imprinted, so that it can work. There is no other way out. But...... But it's like a dream encounter. Even if you forcibly take the blood of Emperor Fan to save him, without conditions such as eternal power, I am afraid that there is nothing you can do. The Ancestor. โ€

"How so? Colwin, Colewin, my child! He is now in strength and strength, and he is the most pleasing of my sons, and my heir to the time to come, and if he dies, will not my family and my great cause be buried in the rest of the rabble?"

"Ancestor, there's no way around it. โ€

"But...... But he's ...... That's right...... Catherine ...... Catherine is a little crazy and sick in love with Corwin, and if she knew about it, it would definitely cause an uproar and bloodshed, and she must not be allowed to know about it, otherwise...... Otherwise, the consequences will be dire! Nochametius, you must keep your mouth shut about Catherine. โ€

"Understood, Ancestor. โ€

Nochamesius folded his hands into fists, pressed his waist slightly, and replied loudly with a bow.