Chapter 621

"The great lord of shadows is watching in the dark!"

The figures in the fog shrieked with laughter, like the cry of an owl: "but you need to offer sacrifices to satisfy the great Shadow Lord, just as you did 20 years ago!"

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It was in that year that he did not occupy a high position in the family. It was his eldest brother who really had the right of inheritance, who seemed to have gathered the glory of the gods.

In order to gain supreme power, he launched an attack on his successor's throne. After the defeat, the Duke met this organization which called itself "shadow hand" and served a god named "Shadow Lord".

Under the temptation of evil forces, he put forward his request and sacrificed his love... From that day on, although he became the Duke of Wellington, he felt that his heart had fallen into the darkness.

"What do you want this time..."

His voice was dry, like a thirsty desert traveler.

"The souls of all your children!"

The man in the shadow offered a price.

"What?"

The Duke of Wellington was shocked: "it's too expensive. I'm trying to keep the family. But if I die, the Wellington family will eventually fall into the hands of others. What's the point for me?"

"You may not know what I mean... I'm talking about the souls of all the children around you now!"

In the shadow, Jie Jie began to laugh, and seemed to be a little unwilling: "our Lord needs sacrifices. The stronger and the more perfect the better... Originally, if your little Arthur was still there, whether it was to offer his soul or the sword in the stone, it would be enough to make our Lord happy and satisfy any of your wishes, but now..."

"Then I have to add a request. You must save Arthur!"

The Duke of Wellington is well aware of the power of the Shadow Lord. Although he is not well-known in the land of Searle, the shadow hand is a huge dark organization with its influence in almost all regions.

And the power of the Shadow Lord is true, at least able to complete some miracles, which is much higher than those gods who have empty names but no power.

Perhaps, only the true God in the church who once showed his miracles can be comparable.

"Deal..."

Black shadow a smile, immediately that black card suddenly burning up.

The dark green flame dances wildly in the dark, just like the carnival between the devil and the devil

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"My king, as long as we cross the mountain in front of us, we can see the lion heart city!"

Within the barracks, after a day's March, 20000 troops camp and rest in an orderly manner, while Viscount Basil brings the scouts' rewards.

Because of the map, plus Garcia and a group of capitulating highland princes as the ghost, the blue dragon allied forces on the highland March can be said to be quite smooth.

"The other side has gathered tens of thousands of people. It seems that they are ready to fight to the end!"

Viscount Basil seemed a little excited: "why don't we just surround Lionheart and send other troops to sweep the whole highland!"

"Good plan!"

Wu Ming nodded in praise.

Once the highland is taken down, there will be a lion heart city left, even if there are tens of thousands of troops.

"It's just... A collection of peasants and serfs. Do you want me to stop?"

He said with a smile, "Viscount basil, I can assure you that the high wall of Lionheart can't stop me for a moment!"

"Our wooden gun troops have been used many times and a lot of gun barrels have been damaged, so we must rebuild them..."

Viscount Basil was a little confused. He didn't know where Wu Ming's confidence came from.

"When I came down a few years, did I have a wooden gun skill?"

Wu Ming looked at his back, but he was speechless.

Even if the wooden gun is not good, with gunpowder, if you dig a tunnel and blast under the city wall, it is also an excellent way to attack the city.

Of course, he has other preparations. At that time, he is not afraid of the strong defense of Shixin city.

The red lions rely on the protection of the city wall, and gather tens of thousands of people, want to let the lion heart city become his bog, how can this wish come true?

"Just..."

Wu Ming frowned.

At this time, the power of all the people in his body was surging and worshiping, which was almost as good as conquering the king. There was also the perception from the true spirit, which made him have a sense of danger.

It was as if a conspiracy against him had taken shape.

"This plan should be dangerous to me..."

Wu Ming eyes with excited color: "I almost thought, in this world, no one can help me!"

"Somebody

He thought about it and ordered him to go down.

Immediately a few Knights came in and saluted respectfully: "bring Arthur, and... Keep a close watch on the barracks. Stand by at any time. All the watchmen will guard near me!"

At this time, Wu Ming had enough time to deal with the general situation, even if the storm corner or the other princes rebelled, so his only weakness was his own safety, and Arthur was also an unstable factor.

After calculating these, we can make targeted prevention.

It's the same with calling the Knights and mages who can fight at the bottom. He doesn't plan to fight with each other alone. If he becomes the leader of the force, he will naturally use the mountain like sea of human life to cross the opponent, bully the weak with the strong, and bully the few with the crowd! Giving the enemy a chance to fight fairly at this time would be a double hit.

At night.

The campfires in the barracks were burning.

In the main account, there is a golden plate in front of Wu Ming. Among them are the golden lamb chops, borscht, fruit and so on.

On the other side of the dining table, Arthur was pale, but he could still maintain the noble etiquette. He saluted respectfully first, staring at the rich dinner unconsciously and swallowing: "thank you for giving me this opportunity to have dinner together!"

"Sit down!"

Wu Ming waved the waiter and the guard down.

Anyway, Arthur can't be his opponent at all, and these people are quite relieved.

But the boy seems to be a little unwilling. At least half of the present picture is pretending to cheat his sympathy.

Wu Ming was quite speechless and immediately drew out a broken stone sword.

At the moment of seeing it, Arthur's action was a pause.

"The king's certificate of the lion heart king only agrees with the real king's holy sword in stone!"

Wu Ming smile to show the glory of the sword: "it used to belong to you!"

Arthur was really shocked. Before conquering the king, it was incredible that he could take up the sword in stone. But the sword in stone at that time was just an ordinary stone carving sword.

Now that we shine, we can use our power.

"Am I not the real king?"

The blow to Arthur was unparalleled.

Although Wu Ming's appearance is light, his heart is a little solemn, and his strong spirit suppresses Shi Zhongjian's call to his master.

"The seal on the sword in this stone can be divided into four layers. The first layer is touch curse. No one who has not been recognized can touch it!"

"The second level is personal gain. Once inspired, the knight's abilities will be greatly improved."

"The third level is a small scale gain, while the fourth level should be to summon heroes to increase the battlefield scale greatly!"

Now Wu Ming can only analyze the scope of the second seal, but with his original quality, using the sword in the stone, no knight is the enemy of a sword.

"Now, it belongs to you!"

Arthur put down his knife and fork, his eyes fixed on the light of the sword in the stone, and his voice was dry.

As soon as he said this, Wu Ming felt that the resistance in Shi Zhongjian was weaker. He already had a guess in his heart: "is the contract and ceremony?"

Some magic weapons must defeat the original owner and obtain his approval before they can really change owners, just like a magic ceremony.

Of course, the core of sword in stone is not so simple.

"Arthur, as my prisoner, I give your father the right to redeem you, but until then, everything you have belongs to me at will!"

The approaching of the shadow made Wu Ming stand up and come to Arthur. His oppressive eyes fell down: "now... I want a cup of your blood!"

Under his gaze, even Arthur had to give in and cut his palm with a knife to inject blood into the silver cup.

"Very good!"

Wu Ming picked up the silver cup, his eyes shining, and thought silently: "with the technique of blood sacrifice, we should be able to break the third seal, which greatly increases the power of the sword in the stone. Besides still unable to summon the spirit, we should be able to bear all my strength."

Hoo Hoo!

At this time, the breeze blowing, blowing a corner of the tent.

A black stream of air poured in from the crevice, layer upon layer, forming a figure.

This strange scene made Arthur feel as if he had been strangled by someone and could not speak for a long time.

"A shadow?"

Wu Ming is calm, indifferent eyes glanced at the shadow: "you dare to assassinate me, not afraid of the guards outside?"

"Jie Jie... Guard? Under my silence, you can try! "

The shadow had a human figure, and his blood red eyes looked at Arthur again: "good... You are all here!"

"Who are you?"

A vague possibility emerged, which made Arthur feel a little ecstatic.

Whew!

At the next moment, the shadow rushed to Wu Ming like lightning, and a snow-white dagger appeared in his hand.

When!

Wu Ming held up his sword, and the sword in the stone burst out a golden flame. At the moment of collision with the dagger, the dagger was smashed, and the flame fell on black shadow.

"Ah

A scream came, the shadow roared and disappeared.

"Too weak! It's too weak! Not you! Let the real people out

Wu Ming held the sword with one hand and said solemnly.

"I... my lord..."

Black shadow roared out a few words, the breath on the body suddenly changed!

A vast and evil will suddenly came!