Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 439 The Lord of the Rings (4k)

The never-ending music and singing once again echoed in the sky above the atrium.

Listening to the extremely cheerful tune, the Lord of the Court continued to rub his hands in front of the fire to keep warm.

"Although this hope seems too small, it is at least better than doing nothing."

Mr. Conan smiled bitterly and said:
"You seem to think too highly of me. I am just an insignificant pawn, at best a pathfinder."

The great lord looked at him and smiled:
"But the one behind you is not."

"I know, I know, but I'm afraid you've placed too much hope on me."

Mr. Conan is quite aware of his position.

The Lord of the Midgard only values ​​him because he has no choice, but he himself obviously cannot really think of himself as a big shot.

Because, on the Baratheon side, I was really just a pathfinder.

Of course, this may also be an opportunity.

Mr. Conan couldn't help but wonder what role he could play and what he could gain from it.

It is human nature to consider one's own interests.

There is nothing to denounce.

That is, the development of things will always exceed people's cognition.

Just when the Lord of the Court was still chatting with Mr. Conan.

An attack that was completely beyond the imagination of everyone in the atrium has come!

The sky was suddenly torn apart by a blinding red light. With a deafening roar, countless burning meteorites rained down on the ground, instantly setting the entire city on fire. The streets collapsed under the violent impact, and flames and thick smoke engulfed the sky.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The guards' roars were drowned out by the loud noise of the explosion.

The warriors in the atrium responded hastily, but this attack was far beyond their imagination.

Many people didn't even have time to react before they were completely submerged in the meteor-like attack.

"what happened?"

Amid the huge roar and vibration, Mr. Conan seemed very panicked.

As a standard Heather family traveler.

He had never seen such a big scene in his life of traveling through time, which was far worse than his previous time in prison.

In sharp contrast is the Grand Lord of the Courtyard who has survived the long years.

Looking at the vibration that almost put out the campfire in front of him.

He stood up very seriously and said:

"This has never happened before. Even the Kingdom of Abel that launched the rebellion only wanted to gain more say and land. It was not to directly replace the High Court and become the new decision-maker."

The authority of Highgarden, or Midgard, has been shaken in its long history, but no matter how turbulent the days are.

No one dares to fight up the mountain!

Because challenging the authority of the High Court can be considered as being dissatisfied with the agent.

And if we go straight to Lingshan, that would mean we are really not taking the goddess seriously.

"Follow me, let's go and see who is so bold!"

The power of frost spread under the feet of the Lord of the Court, and then froze the entire temple.

This was both the Lord of the Court venting his anger and using his authority to protect the temple.

The attack of fire meteorites continues.

But the High Sequences in the atrium were already trying to resist.

And initial results have been achieved.

The only problem now is who's going to launch the attack!
The atrium is the center of power and culture in this world.

It can be said that almost all the wisdom of this world is concentrated in the atrium.

Even so, the people in the atrium had never seen such a person.

Its appearance is similar to theirs, but on the top of its head and exposed parts of its body, one can see obvious horn-like growths.

It was a completely new creature that had never appeared in their records!

And full of power.
The brilliant magic ring in his hand freely exerted its power.

The Midgard warriors who had previously discovered him and tried to fight him had already been transformed into steaming scarlet skeletons under the power of the ring.

Among them there are even two demigods, which are rare in the atrium.

Looking at this scene, the Lord of the Central Court felt his blood boiling and he was furious.

In particular, most of the Midgard warriors, including the two demigods who had died in battle, were disciples he had personally trained and raised!

"How dare you!"

The howling north wind came from the mountain top, carrying with it the biting frost, instantly covering the entire battlefield.

"In the name of winter, I will grant you eternal silence!"

The voice of the great lord was like the breaking of a glacier, shaking the heaven and earth. His figure was looming in the wind and snow, as if he had merged with the cold winter. Every wisp of cold wind was his will, and every snowflake was his anger.

Mr. Conan stood aside, with a flash of shock in his eyes. He knew that this great lord was no ordinary person, and even in his heart he had raised his imagination of the great lord of the courtyard as high as possible.

But Mr. Conan, who had never seen a High Sequence at its full strength, still underestimated this Undead.

The impact brought about by the Grand Lord of the Courtyard is a turbulent change that can be seen in almost the entire Lingshan Mountain.

It even caused the meteorites in the sky to freeze and shatter in mid-air.

He can no longer act as violently as before.

"The power of a natural disaster!"

Faced with such intimidation, Mr. Conan said this from the bottom of his heart.

He thought, in the face of such power, it should be impossible for that strange non-human creature to win, right?

However, even though the Grand Lord of the Court showed such momentum, the other party just stood there.

After standing there for a moment, he actually clapped his hands and said:

"Angel? This is the first time I've seen an angel on the Winter Path!"

"You know, before I came here, even I had only seen the demigods of the Winter Path. After all, all those above that were gone."

"I didn't expect to see a living Winter Envoy today. So are you the Sequence One Snowburial or the Sequence Two Eternal Silence?"

"I'm sorry. Normally I should be able to tell the difference between Sequence One and Sequence Two, but your situation seems to be different from the angels I know."

Judging from the tone of this guy, is he from that side???

Mr. Conan keenly discovered the truth.

The Grand Lord of the Courtyard also guessed this.

But he no longer had the heart to think calmly. His disciples were slaughtered by the enemy, and the sacred mountain he was guarding was trampled by the enemy.

The other party asked me as if he had done nothing?

"You damned lunatic!"

The howling north wind was literally pressing towards the other side.

This time the attack was no longer as shocking as before. The only thing it had was a silent but swift wind.

That is the wind that represents death.

Everything in the world will be completely shattered in this silent north wind, rest in peace! The other party was calm and unhurried, with a hint of irony in the corner of his mouth.

In his pride, he raised his hand once again, and a brilliant ring inlaid with golden gems flashed between his fingers, emitting a heart-pounding power.

"You are very powerful, and you may even be the strongest person in this world second only to the Supreme One. However, I have received the true glory!"

As he spoke in a voice that sounded like either contempt or piety, the ring suddenly lit up, and terrifying and insane energy swept out like a torrent, instantly melting the surrounding ice and frost.

The wind of death that could take away everything was also stopped.

Because in recent days, the holders of the nineteen magic rings have been using the magic rings to participate in high-end games at the beginning of the war of gods.

Therefore, the nineteen rings carefully forged by Lord Sauron seem to be very useless.

It sounds like it's very serious, but in reality, anyone who encounters this will be slapped twice and won't be able to fight back.

But that was really because the previous ring holders had been jumping levels to participate in high-end games.

And now, now is the occasion where the power of the ring can be truly demonstrated - it is not higher than uniqueness, but it is obviously higher than Sequence One.

Looking at the power that is so strong that it is almost abnormal.

The Grand Lord of the Courtyard was so shocked that his pupils shrank.

Unheard-of creatures, unheard-of weapons, and unheard-of power.

Countless layers of ice walls stood up in front of the Grand Lord of the Courtyard.

Trying to use this to block the opponent's powerful offensive.

But it was useless. In the face of that brilliant light, no matter how many ice walls the Lord of the Court erected.

Eventually they will be pierced.

So he looked at the courtyard and disciples behind him.

The Lord of the Court could only grit his teeth and head towards the glow.

First, the clothes burned rapidly in the light, then the flesh and blood were burned through, and finally the soul was burned directly.

But even so, the Lord of the Courtyard still stood firm where he was.

Until the light completely stopped.

The person holding the magic ring said with a hint of surprise:

"I hold the most lethal ring among the 19 rings. Even if it's an angel, it's incredible that you can withstand it."

In front of the Horned Man and behind the Grand Lord of the Court, a doomsday scene unfolded.

The once bustling atrium was now mostly reduced to scorched earth. Tall buildings collapsed into ruins, streets were engulfed in flames, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke and ash.

The ground cracked, as if torn apart by the claws of a giant beast, and the scarlet light of lava could be vaguely seen in the cracks.

Further away, the outline of Mount Babylon was vaguely visible. The ridge that symbolized sacredness and majesty was now engulfed in flames. The mountain collapsed, and boulders rolled down, as if even the heaven and earth were wailing.

However, in this picture of destruction, there is a miraculous pure land - starting from the Grand Lord of the Courtyard, an invisible force has drawn a triangular area behind him.

In this area, the vegetation is still lush and green, and the city walls are still standing, as if time has stopped and the disaster has never touched it.

The Horned Man stood in front of the Great Lord, looking at this piece of pure land in surprise.

The figure of the great lord stood firm, like an unshakable iceberg. Under his feet, frost spread, clearly dividing the scorched earth from the pure land.

The North Wind and Winter had been shattered by the Horned Man, but he had not!
He still looked directly at the Horned Man, his voice low and cold:
"What are you going to do? Destroy everything just to prove your power?"

Even the Lord of Midgard had to admit that he and the entire Midgard were no match for this man.

This was a situation that was completely beyond our expectations.

It seems to be to show respect for the strong.

The horn man tidied his clothes respectfully and bowed and said:
"I have no hatred against you. I came here only to take away a treasure stored in Highgarden. The reason why I chose to resort to force is because you belong to Highgarden and are my enemy!"

With Eve's guidance, the Horned Man was sure that the final right hand was at the top of the mountain, which was the so-called High Garden.

He had little confidence that he could defeat the goddess who was immersed in sorrow.

Even if he brought their last remaining hand.

After all, he is not Sequence Zero.

Therefore, he must eliminate the enemy's forces as much as possible before the battle.

The atrium must be destroyed!

"You really came here for the Goddess!"

The horn man smiled and shook his head:
"No, I'm not here for your goddess. I'm only here for that treasure!"

"But I think your goddess will definitely not give that treasure to me. So this is the only option. I sincerely mourn for your ending."

"If possible, please allow me to send you away without pain."

The Horned Man's voice made everyone in the courtyard glare in anger, but they were helpless.

The opponent's strength was beyond their endurance.

It seemed that death was inevitable.

"Wait a moment!"

At this time, Mr. Conan himself was surprised to find that he was standing in front of the bloody Lord of the Courtyard, blocking the Horned Man.

"Oh? You are, you are a stranger? Why are strangers here?"

The horn man, who originally didn't want to pay any attention to Mr. Conan, stopped because he was surprised to find that he was a stranger.

Seeing that the other party really stopped, Mr. Conan said without caring about anything else:

"I am the king's messenger. I represent the Lord of Baratheon, the great Majesty Trajan, and of course the equally great Majesty Ansha!"

"So, Horned Man, I advise you to stop immediately. I admit that you are extremely powerful, but I don't believe you want to be enemies with more Supremes!"

Hearing this, the Horned Man laughed, and said sarcastically:
"That's the theory."

"so?"

Mr. Conan felt that a miracle was about to happen.

"But unfortunately, before I managed to escape, my companions had already died because of your majesty!"

"What???"

No, this means that not only did I fail to convince the other party, I even added fuel to the fire?

"Are you surprised? I'm surprised too, because I still don't know why they suddenly called me. I would have had more aftertaste!"

The attack of the goddesses not only killed his companions, but also destroyed the treasures kept on their bodies.

If he could bring those with him, he was confident that he could defeat a heartless goddess by sacrificing his life.

"So, I must kill you!"

The brilliant colored ring was lit up again by him.

He has already wasted a lot of time, it's time to end it.

However, this powerful force soon disappeared.

Because, a hand pressed firmly on his ring.

The ring that once seemed like his third arm and could be wielded freely seemed to have disappeared at this moment, completely cutting off its connection with him.

A voice also sounded at this time:
"Forgive me for being late."

(End of this chapter)