"What two dutiful sons! I wouldn't be surprised if they went to pay homage to the 'true Creator' one day. ”

Klein complained in his heart, he still had some doubts about working with the real creator. But on second thought, although the real creator is an evil god, at least he never took the initiative to make a move against Crane.

Instead, Amon and Adam, one tried to invade the Grey Mist, the other tried to capture him, and in the end, it was Ulorius, who believed in the true Creator, who saved him.

Compared to these two brothers, the real Creator is simply a good man!

Klein thought for a while, and immediately asked:

"Have you ever heard of the name Saslier?"

Eight kings of angels, three mutiny, two loyal, and two dutiful sons. Everyone's position is very clear, but the 'dark angel' Saslir has not left a single word in history.

Mobet was stunned, shook his head slowly, and said:

"Never heard of it."

The name of 'Dark Angel' Saslir disappeared after the Cataclysm? Buried? Klein established the fact that the 'Dark Angel' had really died in that betrayal?

At this moment, the ascetic Snowman, who was facing the stone wall, spoke in a deep voice:

"Sasriel is the 'Dark Angel,' the leader of the King of Angels, the one closest to the Lord."

At this moment, the entire cave shook for a moment, and the familiar tyrannical aura of madness descended rapidly!

The 'King of the North' Yurisian has been found!

Succeeds the elf Shatath, a former Rune soldier who guards the entrance to the cave. As soon as Edward's body shook, he saw a huge figure descend from the sky and land on a huge rock covered with thick ice nearby, and the wings covered with skin did not retract and continued to spread, almost obscuring the surrounding light.

The condensed dream armor of ice crystals, and the extremely violent dark blue dragon eyes, immediately came into Long Zel's eyes!

Sensing the danger almost instinctively, he immediately took the iron-black straight sword and jumped to the side, rolling away from where he was standing.

The people in the cave also looked for cover on the spot, but in the cramped environment of the cave, there was no safety at all. The giant's breath will completely bury everything inside the cavern, freezing its enemies completely.

But before that, the four-meter-tall giant had silently blocked the entrance of the cave, knelt on one knee, and stuck his broad, straight giant sword in front of him.

The dawn-like light spread, creating an illusory wall that protected everyone behind them—

It was not for nothing that they dared to choose a cave as a shelter.

Almost as everyone waited, the frost dragon 'King of the North' Yurisian opened its mouth and let out a deafening roar!

"It's more like a scream than a scream...... And, why doesn't it breathe? ”

Such a thought crossed Grossell's mind, and he almost subconsciously looked up at the dragon.

Behind the dragon covered in brilliant ice-blue dream armor, a black shadow was rushing towards it.

Those were two knights in black armor with scarves covering their faces!

One of the knights leapt into the air, the ring mark on his chest burning, and the scorching flames filled the sword in his hand, slicing a scorching half moon in the air.

Syllable!

As the flames melted, layers of ice crystals vanished, dreamy shards of armor cracked, and the sword slashed across the dragon's head, causing it to let out a deafening scream. Pale blue blood flowed out and condensed rapidly, and the frost dragon's ugly head shook wildly, stretching from back to skull, almost exposing its torn wounds to the air.

And it was only then that Grossell saw the dragon's miserable appearance clearly-

In addition to the new wound, it has more scars on its body.

Especially on its tail, the thick and powerful dragon's tail is gone, leaving only ugly scars covered in ice crystals.

At the dragon's scream, it didn't dare to stop for the slightest, flapping its wings covering the skin and flying into the distance.

It was clearly not directed at Grossell, but merely passing through.

"Who's that?"

Grossell looked at this scene in a daze, a little confused.

Is there anyone else in this world who can chase the 'King of the North'?

Like Grossell, Klein also saw the black-armored knight and recognized his identity immediately:

"Ring Indian Knight!"

Although it was only for a moment, the other party's face towel and the ring print on the chest were really recognizable, and it was difficult to recognize them.

Even the opponent's weapons are equally recognizable-

The Ring Indian Knight's Straight Sword, the longest melee weapon of all Black Souls, is not one of them.

The reason why the Ring of India Knight was able to injure the 'King of the North' Yurisian in the air, and even leave a scar on its huge body that was almost enough to tear it apart, was because the Ring of India Knight's straight sword was long enough.

Using combat skills, the Ring Seal Knight's straight sword with flames is completely worthy of being a real forty-meter-long broadsword!

And if nothing else, this Ring Seal Knight should have been summoned by Ember.

Although not recorded in history, the Ring of India Knights also participated in that dragon hunting war. They fought alongside the Silver Knights, and although they had not learned the dragon-hunting miracles of the Protoss, their own dark power was enough to slay the legendary Immortal Dragon.

This power even terrified the Protoss, who sealed all of them in the Ring of Seals in a deceptive way.

It is no exaggeration to say that the individual strength of the Ring Indian Knights is not inferior to that of the Silver Knights, and some of them are even stronger!

And when it comes to dragon hunting, they're the real experts, like the Silver Knights.

"Help!"

Grossel roared, and without hesitation, he lifted the wide-door greatsword and rushed out of the cave.

No matter who the knight is, as long as he helps hunt the 'King of the North', he is a friend!

Outside the cave, roll to avoid the first round of attacks by former Rune soldier Ronzel. Edward saw the 'King of the North' Eurasian soaring and wanted to distance himself from the Ring of India knights who were chasing behind, so he hurriedly stabilized his body and pushed out his left palm diagonally without hesitation.

Then he proclaimed in the ancient Hermetic language:

"No flying here!"

Suddenly, the frost dragon's sky-like wings seemed to hang ten times a hundred times its weight on something invisible, and it became extremely difficult to flapp.

The 'King of the North' let out an angry roar, and a huge sound wave penetrated into Ronzel's ears, causing him to shake involuntarily.

With a whoop, the sky-obscuring wings finally fanned down, lifting all the snow and frost around them and scattering them into the air. Yurisian, although difficult, managed to fly.

'Knight of Punishment' Ronzel's expression became extremely solemn, and his mouth once again uttered a sentence composed of ancient Hermetic words:

"Those who disobey should be punished!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure bounced up, and it was even faster than the high flight of the frost dragon Yurisian, as if he had gained an unknown power.

Bite!

Long Zel spread out his body in mid-air, swung the iron-black straight sword in his hand, and slashed at the neck of the 'King of the North' in a gesture that was bound to hit.

At that point, the ice-crystal-like pieces of armor had obvious cracks and spread a little around, but this didn't make Yurisian bleed and hurt.

Compared to the Ring of Seal Knights, who nearly tore apart the dragon with a single blow, Dragonzel's attack was noticeably less powerful.

The frost dragon may not even feel the pain, its blue eyes locking onto Dragonzel, his expression cruel and tyrannical, roaring and opening his bloody mouth.

I can't beat him, I can't beat you?

It raised its front paws, and Ronzel was in mid-air, with nowhere to dodge.

At the critical moment, a hurricane blew and pushed the 'Punishment Knight' in black armor away, and Yurisian's slap hit the void, causing a blasting sound and failing to hit the target.

As soon as the elven singer Shatas rushed out of the cave, he did not hesitate to make a move, saving Ronzel's life.

And under the hindrance of a few people, the Ring of India Knight finally caught up with the frost giant again!

The knight with the flaming sword slashed at the dragon's neck again, causing the dragon, who was about to chase Dragonzel, to swoop down with a roar and swoop down—

Under the influence of the 'Knight of Punishment', even it is not so easy to fly.

And it is even more impossible to dodge enemy attacks in flight.

So continue to maintain a stiff flight posture, it is better to dive down-

Kill that damn elf by the way!

Wow!

The flames pierced the sky, melting the snow and ice, and the temperature around them rose a few points.

But the blow was missed, and the dragon that swooped down avoided the knight's slash, like a rapidly swooping plane, and the 'King of the North' Jurisian swooped down on the petite elf below, in the spirit of the traditional board.

No one doubts the power of the dragon's collision, it is absolutely dead!

At this time, the gray-blue figure that made people safe grabbed it and blocked the swooping route of the 'King of the North'!

The giant Grossel once again touched the ground on one knee and stuck his broadsword in front of him, which humans simply could not use.

A dawn-like light emerged, erecting an unbreakable invisible wall.

Bang!

The collision between the Frost Dragon and the Giant Grossel was like a terrible explosion, shattering all the snow and ice around them, pushing them to the periphery.

Grossell couldn't hold it, and the ball flew out, rolling past Shattas and slamming into the mountain wall.

Crashed into the snow and ice hanging above, nearly creating an avalanche.

And Yurisian didn't go backwards, he just stopped where he was. The swoop was interrupted, and its two legs hit the ground, leaning forward, its neck swinging, and its mouth aimed at the elven singer Shatath.

However, at this moment, a dark shadow fell from the sky.

It's another Ring of India Knight!

Unlike the knight who wielded a forty-meter-long flaming sword, this knight held two broad greatswords in both hands, the shape of which was almost comparable to Grossell's weapons!

He combined his two great swords into one, and the blade ignited a crimson flame that almost boiled the air, and slashed at the head of the 'King of the North'!

Hoo!

The dreamy scales on its surface shattered layer by layer, completely melting under the flames.

The flesh hidden beneath the scales was also exposed to the flaming greatsword, pierced by its unhindered slicing.

Smack!

The dragon's head rolled down, and its body shook with it, and it fell to the ground with a thud, like a mountain made of ice and snow.

A pale blue and almost white light burst out from its body, stirring the flesh and blood, and quickly swam away, soon turning the huge dragon corpse into a thick, tall, snow-covered door.

"That's the end of it?"

Grossell, the giant who had just risen from the ground, was still a little confused.

He thought it was going to be a bloody battle, and that's how it should have been—

As a giant, he couldn't even resist the blow of the King of the North, and was directly knocked out.

If it really starts, I'm afraid it will end in annihilation.

But now, with the help of those two unknown knights, the battle was won with great ease.

And even without their participation, the King of the North would not be able to escape the pursuit of those two knights, it would only take some more time.

All eyes were on the illusory gate covered in snow.

Needless to say, everyone knows that this is the door to leave.

"Hello ......"

Grossell got up from the ground and waved to the two black-armored knights with a smile on his face.

However, the two knights only glanced at him, and then the figure quickly dissipated.

Jingle bell~!

The sound of bells shaking in the air was heard.

Grossel turned around and saw Ember walking out of the cave with the Spiriting Bell.

Ember put away the bell and spoke:

"It's time to leave."

Elf Shatas hesitated and asked:

"You summoned those two knights?"

Ember bowed slightly:

"Yes, I'm afraid of wasting time, so let them go to find the king of the north in advance."

“……”

Shatas was silent, she had been a little suspicious of Ember.

I think this person likes to talk big, and he can't be relied on at all-

As soon as they met, they said that they were going to the Giant Court, and when they were done, they said that they would help Grossell advance to Sequence 4. Isn't this obviously to see that Grossell is a good deceitful and deliberately makes up lies to gain trust?

But now that he looked, Shatas suddenly realized that what the other party said didn't seem to be all lies.

"Anyway, let's get out of here."

As if he was afraid that they would quarrel, Grossel hurriedly persuaded him and walked quickly to the door.

Crane stepped forward and looked around, and saw that the pale blue blood that had been flowing from the 'King of the North' was all gone, and it seemed that it had never existed.

Sure enough, a manifest, near-real monster...... Crane fell behind and watched as Grossel took a few steps forward, bent over slightly, and pressed his palms against the door.

Instead of stopping, Ember raised his hand and flicked a wisp of flame towards the gate.

Suddenly.

The gate that had been covered in ice and snow ignited a raging fire, turning into a flaming gate in the blink of an eye.

"This ......"

Grossel looked back at Ember with some confusion.

Ember didn't explain, but said:

"Just in case, open the door."

The giant didn't suspect much, and pushed the snow-covered gate open with all his might.

Silently, everything that everyone saw became illusory, and then it became transparent and disappeared.

Rows of brown and yellow bookshelves soon appeared in front of them, and the orange sun that had set to the horizon outside the window appeared.

A table with pens, inkwells, and paper emerges.

(End of chapter)