Chapter 139

The snow is shaking, and deep gullies are spreading across the earth. It looks like something is turning over and twisting deep in the earth's crust, and its claws are successfully tearing the whole ice shell apart.

Ferry III and his last ten Knights stood under the bones. They were shocked to see what happened in front of them, and once again felt how small a creature human beings were between heaven and earth.

"Come on, come on! Climb up

Ferri III made a prompt decision.

Deep gullies began to appear in the snow under their feet, and the cold water was pouring out of the cracks, and soon the place where they stood would be submerged. The only way to survive was to find a foothold, regardless of respect or disrespect. Ferry III took the lead to use his sword as a spade and pick, and climbed up along a huge semicircular skull.

The skull is as big as a hill.

When they got to the top and stood in a crack in the bone, there was only the sound of water in their ears.

"Who is the geographer who proposed that there was no land in the far north?"

Asked Ferri III, laughing at himself.

"It's not bad. If we can go back alive, we can help him to prove that there is no continent in the Arctic ancient land. Except for ice, it's all fuckin 'sea."

The sea water gushing out from the crack has already submerged the ice sheet they just stood on. In the fury of the dragon like sea water, an ancient corpse, whether it is a God, a devil or a demon, gradually shows its complete appearance from the thick snow. The sea carries white bones, and Ferri III, standing on the lonely boat like skull, feel like they are in an old story for a moment.

The story is that the God was angry and brought down the flood that inundated the earth. The only human was sitting on the lonely boat, floating on the vast sea, as if to wander all the time.

Ferri III was silent.

All of them didn't speak any more. They fled from their homeland. The world was empty A kind of unspeakable sadness and desolation overpowered these steel knights.

"What's that?"

In the silence, suddenly a knight pointed to the north and exclaimed. His voice was full of shock and fear.

Everyone looks in the direction he's pointing.

I don't know how thick the ice from the sea has swallowed up everything, the sky cold moon like some kind of indifferent looking down on the years of eyes. And under that eye, at the end of the world, on the horizon of the polar region, there is something beyond imagination, black, huge, ferocious, desolate

What is that?!

In a flash, Ferri III understood why the snow would crack.

Because in the deepest part of the Arctic ice sheet, some of the most terrible beings are angry, and its anger tears here. In the distance, the shadow is like a snake. What kind of snake can tear the whole ice sheet apart as easily as white paper? Around the black snake, there is a dark fog rising up, as if it is fighting with something else.

What kind of people can fight against it?

Ferri III couldn't imagine the answer.

He had no time to think about it, because a huge vortex began to appear on the sea, with an area of thousands of square meters, and all the bones washed up from the snow were drifting towards its center. The whirlpool is like another eye opposite to the white moon in the sky, which is legendary -

sea eye!

They can't do anything more.

Ferri III held the handle of the sword and watched the skeletons standing by himself and the Knights being sucked in by the whirlpool and quickly falling towards the center of the whirlpool that seemed to devour all the light in the world.

The sound of the water broke his eardrum. Before he sank into the darkness, Ferri III finally looked up at the sky.

Countless black butterflies hover above the sky, blood like red rain.

………………

"What are you holding in your hand?"

The snake of the world roars furiously to hide his fear and horror.

It has been shrinking in the Arctic for so long, enduring the cold, laughing at the gods and hell in the bottom of its heart, and building its own nest of metamorphosis with its bones. It firmly believes that, waiting for the arrival of the millennium, it will appear in an unprecedented manner after the bloody battle of all.

Whether it's the holy court, the Dragon killer, or any other descendant, it will be stunned and helpless to watch it crowned king.

It repeatedly describes the dream. After describing it for so long, the devil who broke into the ice broke it in the most brutal way.

Loss and horror are mixed together. The snake of the world stares at the devil with its golden pupil.

The devil was standing on a piece of ice floe, surrounded by black water and white bones, scales and flesh mixed, making it like a slaughterhouse. No more poetic silence. The snake of the world is full of bone scars, and the devil is no better. Both sides of the fight are dripping with blood.

But the wound on the devil healed at an incredible speed, as if there was some will to protect him from beginning to end.Looking back at the snake of the world, no matter how small the wound on its body is, it is difficult to heal.

The blood drips down, making the sea turbid quickly.

"It's a punishment for betrayers."

The devil didn't answer the question of the snake of the world. He appreciated the unhealed wounds on the snake of the world and was smiling.

"How could you hurt me?" The snake of the world is still hovering, it can't believe to look at the wound on its body that won't heal, "what are you using?! The dragon bone sword can't have this ability! "

"Don't you want to be king? There can't be such a noisy king in the world. You should learn etiquette, sir The devil said, he looked helpless and slowly raised what he was holding.

I don't know when the dragon's long sword has disappeared. What the devil holds in his hand is a white scepter.

The king had put it on the devil's shoulder like a scepter with white bones.

For a moment, there seemed to be a dead silence around.

The snake of the world stares at the white scepter. Greed, anger, fear, desire Complex and extreme emotions mixed in its pupils, and it roared hysterically, full of reluctance and disbelief: "you took the scepter! It's you! It's you

The huge snake body danced wildly again. The iceberg was shot by the snake tail, and it was broken into ice debris. The sea water turned into huge waves.

Only the place where the devil stands is still as quiet as ever.

"He gave you the scepter!"

The snake of the world growls.

"Why else do you think I can survive?"

Said the devil softly.

He was holding the white bone power, and the black dress was loud by the wind, with a black fog like track on the edge. Butterflies flying around him, he seems to stand at the junction of yesterday and tonight, a person through the past and now.

"How could he give you the scepter!"

The snake of the world is still unbelievable, or unacceptable.

"Yes, why?"

The devil asked himself in a low voice.

God has given us the greatest power, and at the same time, he wants us to take it at the greatest cost.

Low sigh through a thousand years of light and shadow, reverberated in his ears. Some people are covered with blood, and their pupils are still reflecting heaven and earth.

The devil closed his eyes and held the scepter in his hands.

The devil of hell lies all the time, and the king of the world is born without trust, so what? More distant than eternity, is their oath, more heavy than life and death, is their contract.

Your majesty, do you really want to give the scepter to a devil full of lies? Are you not afraid that your royal city has changed its owner?

Well, if that's your order

…… Your majesty?

Good night, your majesty.

I am your first knight and will be your last.

The devil opened his eyes:

"it's the duty of a knight to fight against traitors for the monarch!"

The iceberg is broken, the white bone is ashes, the giant snake is strangled, and the black butterfly flies like a sword.

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Barren sand beach, rugged black rock, crossflow magma Once again, he dreamed of hell, and saw the pale cold moon fall from the sky, into the endless abyss, and the sky became bloody forever.

The king awoke from his dream again.

The room was quiet, and the candle was burning slowly not far away.

When the king heard his breath, he rolled out of bed and went to the window.

It was late at night.

There are some dark clouds in the sky, the moonlight is hidden in the dark clouds, and the earth is dark.

On the desktop by the window, there are some organized documents. The top one is the investigation about the Mason family and the prigny family reported by the director of the interior.

The king reached out and picked it up.

There is an affinity between the prigny family and the Mason family. Today, Lady Anne, the wife of the Earl of prigney, and Lady Catherine, the wife of Baron Mason, are sisters. The territory between the two sides also has many borders. The Maisen family can successfully occupy several harbors in the central coast without the support of the prigny family.

The prigny family's territory is located in the county of Collington, just at the intersection of an important tributary in the middle reaches of the Domar River, in the southeast of the Rose Palace, across the middle road between the palace and the southeast coast.

The king turned over the documents he had read.

At this time, the dark clouds in the night sky were blown away by the wind, the moon was hanging in the sky again, and the moon was cold and clear on the earth. The moonlight came in through the flower window and cast the king's shadow on the ground.

The king put the document back. He turned to look out of the window.

In the courtyard, the rose bush is indistinct under the moon.

The king watched the rose under the moon, silent.

Some pictures flitted before his eyes, about dreams, vows and the past."As a devil, I ask you with rare kindness, do you understand the outcome of the contract you are about to sign?"

"I will never be redeemed, I will never be at peace, I will be abandoned by the world."

"It's a pleasure to serve you, my majesty."

"Hello, knight."

The contract is established.