At the end of the starry sky, a ruin abandoned by civilization floats.

A young man dressed as a troubadour, bouncing through the rows of tombstones. These ancient stone tablets have long been dilapidated, and the names of the kings engraved on them have also sunk into ashes with the extinguishing of the ancestral fire, and he has stepped on the history that no one cares about, and climbed the stairs.

The song of innocence resounded in the starry sky.

"Big cigarette stick stuffed in the mouth ~ I only smoke the fifth generation ~"

The troubadour hummed a childlike rhythm, and when he reached the highest point of the ruins, the song was sung to a close.

"Beyond, try it~Tickle my lungs~"

He stood on a high platform of several massive fragments, surrounded by the shadows of the thrones.

Thirteen heavenly thrones stand here, and the most pious prayers are engraved on the thrones, which are both thrones and tombstones.

Not even the starlight could reach it, and beyond that, the darkness restlessed.

In the center of the high platform, the humanoid firewood is crackling and burning, but the flames are about to run out, and they can only illuminate the throne.

The light of the fire flickered on the cynical face of the troubadour.

"Oh ha-yo, a generation."

He greeted the firewood.

"The fire will be extinguished, but the king will not be seen... When I was in my third year of high school, I had just come into contact with Black Soul, and I felt that this sentence was explosive. Then I wrote it on the college entrance examination essay, but the teacher who corrected the paper had no eyes, so he gave 20 points, a guy who didn't have a taste. ”

The troubadour lit a cigarette and looked at the tall thrones that had blocked the darkness.

But all that responded to him was a dead silence and the sporadic crackling of fires.

"Can't you speak?" the troubadour said with a wry smile, "You obviously left a slot for you to vomit, you should ask me 'what is the topic of the essay', it's really boring..."

He took a sharp puff on his cigarette and then discarded it immorally.

"I'm a kind-hearted person, and I can't see a groove or spit out. If you don't ask, I'll tell you, I wrote "Raiders of the Lost Ark", which describes the story of Chinese high school students who set fire to the British Museum and snatched the national treasure in 800 words, applauding. ”

Clapping his hands to himself, the troubadour turned and left.

"I'm here to inform you that the last brave man is going to take the stage."

The firewood that had been burning for thousands of years jumped for a moment.

His tone was a little sad.

"Hold on to it...... It was cleared quickly. ”

.........

Letania, above the tower of the Intramus.

The woman's long hair under the crown was lifted by the wind that pierced through the top of the tower, and she leaned on a throne of bone and iron, looking out over the clear north.

"It's dark." The king said suddenly.

The guards and priests on the side looked out of the tower one after another, it was only afternoon, why was it dark?

"Where is the nearest legion to Volynmud?"

No one answered her for a while, where did Warrenmud's name come from?

It's no wonder that the officials can't remember that a small town on the border of the Northland was last mentioned when the titles of Duke of the Northland were alternated.

Finally, a military attache came out of the ranks, clenched his right hand into a fist, and gave a military salute:

"Back to the king, there is a garrison in the town of Warrenmud, three hundred, and the commander is Captain Freyster."

"What I asked," the woman repeated coldly, "is the nearest legion." ”

Cold sweat broke out on the corner of the military attaché's forehead, and he hurriedly replied: "Northern Province Nabrusdu, if I remember correctly, the Blizzard Legion is now resting in the city." ”

"How long does it take to get to Warrenmud?"

"If you march at full speed, it's about half a day's journey."

"Tell them that, no matter the cost, I will see the flag of the Legion in Warren in an hour at the latest."

The Witch King rises from his throne, and the scepter, a symbol of the kingship of Letania, emerges in her hand.

She held the scepter alof, the iron thorns and bone spurs on the throne as if alive, tangled with the tail of the staff, and the dragon-wing-like blade at the top of the scepter bound a dark green orb. After the scepter was connected to the throne, the orb suddenly opened a vertical pupil and looked straight to the north!

Strange spatial fluctuations and wails emanated from the Iron Throne, intensifying as the spell was unleashed, until the entire throne came to life, steel turned into a body, thorns guarded the queen, and the dragon claws made of bones tore through the space!

"If I don't come back, my brother will be your new king."

The ministers were shocked and restless.

"Order the entire army of Letania to immediately march to the north, and those who delay will be beheaded."

After she gave the final order, she looked coldly at the Northland, her beautiful eyes suppressed excitement-

"Tell those drunken monarchs that the Demon King is back."

.........

The sky in the town of Warren Mud is as dark as night.

"The brave... It's you!! ”

The demon king Tia stepped barefoot on the void, and Peter, who was an inch away from her, was struggling to resist the wind that tore through the heavens and the earth.

The five magic rings he was wearing on his left hand were all lit up at this moment, but after a while, a valuable magic ring exploded into pieces, and the remaining four probably wouldn't last long.

Tia didn't even make a move, and she forced Peter to this point by coercion alone.

Peter wants to cry without tears, how can I become a brave man?

I'm not, I don't have you, don't talk nonsense!

The future that appeared in the crystal ball made him head and two.

Lao Tzu married the demon king?

Looking at the white-haired Crimson Demon King floating in the sky, Peter seemed to hear the BGM ringing in his ears when he fought the boss.

"Rely on the young girl, what are you doing?" Peter wept and said, "Do you want to sit down and talk?" It's all this kind of relationship in the future, and domestic violence isn't very good, right? ”

In response to him was a strange spear coiled around Red Thunder.

Seeing the familiar gun appear in Tia's hand, Peter had the real feeling that he was facing the Demon King.

The spear in the game is a graduation weapon - Gungnir!

Peter's eyes shrank suddenly, he couldn't be locked by this gun, otherwise he would definitely die even if he ran away!

This Ganganir, made of the branches of the World Tree, is the most difficult point of the first tube of blood bar in the Demon King War, once it is locked, it cannot dodge and cannot be blocked, ignoring the hegemonic body will definitely hit a hard stun, with disarming and lightning damage, and the damage caused by the mythical system is penetrating damage, and most of the blood will be lost after taking a hit, and it will also stiffen for a long time to eat a complete set of close combos of the Demon King.

This drop of most of the blood refers to a full-level character. He is a useless person of level forty-five, and his attribute points have not yet counted the amount of blood, and he will definitely die after being locked!

Peter no longer hesitated, and took advantage of the two defensive rings left in his hand to remove the magic scroll that had been hidden in his waist.

There was a small forward swing before Gungnir started, and he could still say a few more words.

So Peter raised his middle finger at the Demon King.

"With this violent temper, you still want me to marry you? Bye bye-bye. ”

As soon as the words fell, the magic fluctuations that were no less than the power of the Demon King were fleeting, and Peter disappeared into thin air.