Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 243 Crazy King Siyate

The scenery in the Valley of Bones has become hazy and mysterious, as if you are in an otherworldly fantasy world. The humid air is filled with faint water vapor, and everything becomes light and soft, as if time has stood still in the white mist. Average.

"Chris?"

Byrne searched for a long time in the thick white mist, but found nothing unusual around him.

But Chris was not found either.

Last time March disappeared suddenly, and this time Chris disappeared. He kept beating in his heart, feeling that the whole thing was not that simple.

After searching for a period of time, for some reason deep in Byrne's heart, the voice of Viscount Bester suddenly emerged.

[Byrne, you’re sorry for me...]

【You're the one who's sorry for me! 】

"Ok?"

Byrne frowned tightly, not having a nervous breakdown or becoming emotionally disturbed by the appearance of a voice, but he did become more vigilant.

Viscount Best's voice appeared more and more frequently, but he remained unmoved. Then he heard the voices of other dead people, such as the voice of John the Sea Merchant, the voice of Priest Valan of the Poseidon Order, and the voices of the brother and sister. Voices, even my father’s voice.

Lucius's voice gushed out in Byrne's mind, as if he was not far behind him, and Byrne only had to turn around to see him.

[Byrne, save me. 】

[I'm in so much pain, Byrne, why don't you come to save me? 】

[Look back, look back at me, Byrne, I am your father! 】

【Only you can save my soul. 】

Byrne was completely unmoved.

Deep down in his heart, he knew very well that the voices of the dead were actually just things that confused him.

【Bye! 】

【Why did you abandon me! 】

[Why didn’t you come back to save me in the first place? 】

"Lucius" kept roaring behind him, but it couldn't make him waver.

Byrne took a deep breath and answered calmly:

"Stop saying these useless words. I don't know what happened after Viscount Best's death. However, my father's soul will definitely return to the great Lord of the Lost. How can you capture and torture him?"

The souls of the Fisher family will return to the great Lord of the Lost, and everyone's soul will rest in peace. They always believe in this!
"And my father sacrificed himself voluntarily..."

His eyes were red and he said: "So, how could he complain that we didn't go back to save him?"

Byrne's eyes were cold and his face was expressionless. In fact, the anger deep in his heart was about to burst out. This weird valley actually used his father to "prank" him!
He just wants to destroy this place!

At this moment, the thick white mist gradually dissipated, and those voices disappeared.

Byrne suddenly saw Chris' figure, as if he was hundreds of meters away from the beginning, very close to him.

The silver-haired man stood calmly on the side of the canyon, staring at the tall wall that looked like white jade, standing completely motionless.

"what happened?"

Byrne breathed a sigh of relief, then walked over, reaching out his hand to take Chris' arm.

He saw that Chris's eyes were calm and he didn't speak for a long time.

Finally Chris nodded and said:

"Quiet."

What do you mean?
Byrne was slightly stunned. For a short period of time, he didn't understand what Chris meant at all. He seemed to feel something about this valley, so quiet...

He was stunned for a moment and immediately asked:

"Could it be that this valley has something to do with the Ascension to the Gods on the Quiet Road?"

Chris nodded slightly, but did not continue to explain, but remained silent.

Why is this happening?

Byrne couldn't understand. He was stunned for a long time and muttered to himself:
"The Valley of Bones left by a certain Apocalypse strongman is actually related to the God Ascending Master of the Silent Road?"

"Perhaps this will be an opportunity for Chris!"

-

The royal capital of Siat.

It is made of snow-white marble, with gem-like stained glass windows and a majestic white spire. The entrance to the palace is set off by tall classical arches, and the porch is decorated with exquisite reliefs and magnificent paintings. When people participating in the celebration banquet entered the palace, they felt as if they had stepped into another world. Bright crystal chandeliers hung in the vast hall, the floors were paved with magnificent carpets, and the walls were decorated with exquisite murals.

The beautiful gardens in the palace are well-proportioned, with sparkling pools and lush trees and flowers surrounding them. Bathed in the sun, it seems like a mysterious fairy tale land.

The triumphal ceremony ended successfully. During the three-day banquet in the palace, King Siat and the nobles exchanged cups and cups. Almost every noble became more loyal to their powerful and heroic king.

Darren of the Fisher family also got the opportunity to meet King Siat. Because of the contribution of the family factory to the army, he had a few words with King Siat.

However, the status of the Fischer family only goes so far. Those big families and big figures from the Zhengshen Church take up most of King Siat's energy and time.

When the banquet was completely over, King Siyat was alone in the hall of the palace, sitting calmly on the throne.

A slightly hoarse and weak voice sounded.

"Hehehehe..."

"We finally won."

"It's not easy, but so many people have died, so many lives..."

His face was pale, his eyes showed fatigue and worry, and his shoulders, which should have always been strong, were slightly stooped, as if they were bearing the weight of the entire country.

Even though he was wearing a gorgeous royal robe, his posture had lost its former majesty, revealing a kind of helplessness and fatigue. Even if he tried to hide his fatigue, he was still full of struggle deep in his heart.

"But did the Siyats really win? It took us several years, experienced so many things, and killed so many people, but in the end we only controlled a province.

"It's not enough at all, it's not enough at all!"

"Those Siyat people cannot die in vain!"

He was shaking all over, and suddenly he couldn't help roaring, and a crazy look gradually appeared on his face.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The next moment, the originally rational King Siyat's eyes became wild, and his expression changed erratically. Sometimes he was furious, sometimes he was full of smiles, and he might even burst into tears.

"I still have a chance to correct my mistakes..."

"As long as I can complete that ritual, I will be able to reach the throne of the monarch. By then, the Siyat people will be protected, and there will no longer be any danger in this country."

He took a deep breath, revealed a sharp look in his eyes, and murmured to himself: "Haha, even the Kanians will not be our opponents."

"This is the only way, isn't it? If I don't do this, I won't be able to live for many years after that guy Luo Men dies..."

"Both of us will die in a few decades, and when that time comes, who can protect Siyat?"

He finally convinced himself completely.

Rather than letting the Siat people become the rations of the Last Blood, the Star-Hovering Society, or the slaves of the Rhea people, my approach is undoubtedly the best!

The court mage "Silver Poetry" walked in slowly. The silver woman lowered her head calmly, but did not ask respectfully:
"How are you thinking about it?"

King Siyat looked at Bai Yinshi. He seemed to be completely convinced. He nodded lightly and said in a low voice:

"Let's start preparing for the ceremony. They sacrificed themselves for all the Siyat people, not for my selfish desires. I think they will understand me."

"Siyat people are always on the battlefield, and it is inevitable to make sacrifices in war, isn't it?"

Bai Yinshi was silent for a long time, nodded slowly and said calmly:
"Very well, kind and powerful King Siyat, you have made the right decision."

"He will answer your thirst, and his great power will tear the Rhea in pieces, and all the other enemies of the Siat."

King Siyat's expression suddenly became full of exhaustion again, and he murmured to himself:
"Are you kind? What you said is really ironic."

He slowly took out a beautiful golden Holy Grail. It was radiant, emitting dazzling light, and contained very strange power.

"My mind is already in chaos. The taboo rare item numbered ninety-three is really unbearable for people to pay after being used only once. Unfortunately, I was assassinated by the 'Black Starlight' and had no choice at all..."

"The power they carry is so powerful, but the price is very terrifying and frightening. It would be great if there was a way to be immune to the price."

Bai Yinshi shook his head slowly, frowned and said:

"You are too greedy. That situation is absolutely impossible. The power of the taboo naturally represents a terrible price. Even the false gods must pay for it."

Since the establishment of the church ten thousand years ago, in all the historical records that have existed to this day, no one has been exempted from the price of forbidden wonders.

Only a few people, including Bai Yinshi, knew that even the so-called "righteous gods" had to pay a price for using taboo objects, because they were the laws of the world and they could not violate them.

greedy?

King Siyat snorted coldly and shouted:

"If we were never greedy, then all the Siyat people would have died long ago! If we were not greedy, how could we snatch the place of survival from the indigenous people on the east coast?"

"Our mistake is just that we are not greedy enough!"

(End of this chapter)