Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 457 The Servant of the Satyr God-King: "The Temple of Mercenaries"

After dealing with these miscellaneous tasks.

"Ah."

The Elf King gave a nasal, disdainful look and continued striding forward, his gaze not even lingering on the mutilated corpses.

The existence and death of these guys were of no importance to him.

of course.

Such a direct attack would likely be seen as proof of intrusion, or would inevitably provoke hostility.

But so what!
He is the son of a god-king who has awakened the power of the "King's Manifestation," and a bunch of mere scum dare to point fingers at him.

"Death" is already the most forgiving gift!
The Elf King, with his heterochromatic eyes, gazed at the distant oasis while glancing at the sky out of the corner of his eye, though he was actually a little nervous inside.

It wasn't because of killing those bastards.

Instead, they were worried about the guardians who protected the legacy of the God-King.

"...Can't you see anything at all?"

The Elf King noticed the cloudless sky; not even a single cloud could be seen, let alone the legendary Sky City. His heart tightened further.
“Just before… we could see clouds covering an extremely wide area.”

He could now be more certain that his arrival had been discovered. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to observe multiple rainbows resembling water mist high in the sky while he was in the distant desert.

That's not a normally formed natural landscape!
……rumor.

The destruction of the eight god-kings was due to internal strife.

The Elf King agreed with this point; he did not believe that any being could destroy the supreme god-kings, and that was precisely why.

He dared not go here, not only because of his inferiority complex as an illegitimate child, but also because he was merely the offspring of the Forest Elf God King.

Legend has it that the guardians of Sky City are divided into different factions, and if the destruction of the God Kings is caused by internal strife, the relationship between these guardians will inevitably be extremely poor.

If this divine heir were to appear...

The Elf King was secretly on guard, his left hand gripping his magic staff tightly. No matter how much he denied it, fear was the greater factor.

Wow~
A whirlwind suddenly rose up, stirring up some yellow sand that flew everywhere.

"You shouldn't have killed them."

A calm and indifferent voice suddenly came from ahead.

The Elf King narrowed his pupils, turned to the side, and looked at the desert to his left, which had been empty before. His lazy gaze became much more serious.

I saw.

A figure more than two heads taller than him, a strong and imposing man resembling a goat, with his hands lightly clasped behind his back.

The goat-man wore a black cloak, and his clothes could be described as brightly colored, with a multicolored, strappy top and his chest half-naked.

He had no idea when the other party had appeared!

"Oh, and who are you?"

The Elf King spoke from his elevated position, likely sensing that his opponent was different from the previous scoundrels:
"A bunch of dust dares to overstep my noble bloodline. Granting them a painless death is already my greatest mercy."

Faced with this explanation...

The goat-man guardian's brown, horizontal pupils flashed with a strange light as his gaze swept over the "deer antler crown" atop the Elf King's head.

At a certain moment!
He seemed to see the former Forest Elf King, whose stubborn and extremely arrogant nature was not feigned.

This description... sounds a bit like a slander against the Forest Elf God King.

Not really!

The supreme and great god-kings should be high above, for they are the true masters and true controllers of this world.

Before the supreme and great God-Kings, all creatures in this world are merely lowly and inferior beings!

Even the mighty dragon race only has the right to bow down and lick the toes of the god-kings!

"The offspring of the Forest Elf God-King... That's incredible."

The goat-man guardian's expression remained unchanged, but a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him, including a hint of excitement.

The god-kings had many children.

However, a forest elf like the one in front of us, with offspring possessing strength above level 70, is not just rare, it's practically nonexistent!

In other words...

The forest elf before us has indeed inherited and awakened the power of the God King!
This is an unexpected surprise for them right now!

The goat-man guardian glanced out of the corner of his eye at a spot in the sky where an invisible eyeball was located.

"Divine Eye"

The 9th rank of intelligence magic possesses abilities such as invisibility, penetrating solids, and long-range reconnaissance.

This magic is part of the detection and reconnaissance system; it does not exist as a single magic!
The footage here is being transmitted back to Sky City in real time. Zhen should have seen it too, and he probably thinks the same way I do.

"My name is Gros Hornfury!"

The goat-man slightly puffed out his chest, his entire figure becoming more imposing, and his voice becoming higher and more majestic:
"He is the servant of the supreme and great Satyr, the god-king!"

The names of the eight god-kings are supreme names that cannot be profaned. According to the god-kings themselves, each name symbolizes some incomprehensible and ineffable power and meaning.

and so.

The god-kings forbade the dissemination of their names, instead referring to them as "race + god-king".

"what?"

The Elf King looked puzzled and somewhat surprised.

Why is Gros Hornfury, who was just a moment ago so indifferent, suddenly introducing himself so solemnly?

"Many people have inherited the bloodline of the God-Kings!"

A terrifying aura gradually emanated from Gros Horned Fury; his brown pupils became dangerous and horrifying, and the air in Wushan began to distort.
"This is no reason for you to desecrate this sacred and supreme land!"

“Telling you my name is to let you know clearly who killed you; this is a special privilege as a descendant of a god,”

"So……"

Boom!

A man-eating aura erupted from Gros Horned Fury, surging in like a tidal wave, turning the normally scorching desert into a chilling cold.

The smell of corpses and blood was so strong it seemed to seep out from the hair and flesh of the person on the other's body.

A faint red light flickered in Gros Horned's eyes as he looked at the Elf King as if he were looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

This murderous intent and bloodshed are not a mere illusion or a bluff!
Five hundred years ago, the Eight Desire Kings descended.

First, they experienced the extermination war waged by the Dragon Kings, and then they reached the peak of their rule over the continent. This process was entirely forged with blood!
The nations and races that Gros Hornfury alone could not be clearly remembered, even as a pastime for himself!

A moment.

"Wait...wait a minute."

The Elf King felt the hairs on his body stand on end; it was as if he were being suffocated by an invisible force, making it difficult to breathe.
"You actually came here for a few scumbags... I came here to..."

Are you ready to die?

The last few syllables of Gros Horn's voice had a strange rhythmic quality, like the prelude to a song:
"A symphony of death!"

Bang!Bang!
Gros Horned Nu raised his hands slightly and struck the two black lacquered animal skin drums hanging at his waist, producing a crisp yet deep sound.

It's like flipping a switch on a musical score!
The Elf King's pupils dilated instantly. Before he could explain, he shouted in a panicked voice, "Behemoth!"

Om-!
The ground shook.

The massive figure of the Earth Elemental suddenly burst forth from the desert, its terrifying aura of level 87 surging into the air.

"Kill him!!" the Elf King commanded as he retreated. *Whoosh—*

The Earth Elemental moves through the desert at a speed several times faster than on normal ground, reaching the enemy in almost an instant.

Wow!
He raised his two rough fists, each imbued with various metallic properties, and clasped them together in front of him, then slammed them down with unstoppable, terrifying force.

Face the full force of the earth element!
Gros Horned simply raised his eyelids, making no move to dodge, and a layer of brownish-red bear-shaped phantom appeared around his body.

—Whoosh!

Centered on the area of ​​the collision, the desert ground in the entire region suddenly sank, and the invisible shock wave rippled the sand and gravel in the area, swirling up rolling yellow sand.

Gros Horned stood still, taking the punch without a scratch.

"Is this your full strength?"

“What a disappointment.” Gros Horned’s eyes flickered slightly, as if he could see the Elf King behind him through the massive body of the Root Earth Elemental.

"This—how is this possible!"

The Elf King's face turned deathly pale.

The Elf King wouldn't be surprised if the opponent blocked or dodged with a weapon, but it was beyond his imagination that the opponent could withstand the attack entirely with their body.

suddenly.

"Ninth-tier magic—Storm!" The Elf King's pupils contracted, and he quickly activated the magic.

Using the earth element Behemoth's senses, the other party's figure vanished!
It takes about one minute.

The primal earth element and the intense magical fluctuations vanished completely.

Gross, with his goat-like face, chuckled lightly, picked up the unconscious Elf King from his hands, and glanced at him: "You're lucky, you ran into me."

The claim that he "killed the Elf King" was obviously false!

He needs to be tested.

To determine more intelligence!

Gros Hornfury remained standing in the same spot, not returning, seemingly waiting for something.

About an hour or so.

"Guardian, the investigation is complete!"

"The anti-detection system did not trigger a response."

"Long-range observation has been extended to 1000 kilometers."

"No enemy forces exceeding the alert level have been detected."

No unfamiliar organisms were found.

"This can be confirmed for now."

"The unmarked heir entered the Great Desert of Hiero alone."

Gros Horned, having heard the message transmitted through the "Message" magic, responded, "I understand. Remain vigilant."

"Yes."

While talking.

Gros Horned Fury took out a strange magical artifact from his person.

The overall design exudes a cold, metallic feel, and is composed of a silver hinge and a pink cherry blossom rope structure, with two metallic rings connected by a chain in the middle.

The lines are beautiful and fit the curves of the wrist perfectly.

This is a magical artifact shaped like handcuffs, named "Sakura Rope of the Beloved," originally a small prop invented by a certain god-king for interactive games with his many wives.

Of course, that applies to the God-King.

Gros Hornfury, however, believes that this is a very practical restraint tool.

A spellcaster's power comes from magic; a spellcaster without magic is like a wild beast stripped of its claws and teeth.

The supreme god-king originally wanted to research items that could store magic power, but unfortunately he didn't succeed. However, he did develop an item that could continuously consume magic power.

That's right!

This "Sakura Rope of the Binder" will continuously drain the binder's magic power once it is tied to the binder's wrist, and will also inflict a weakness debuff.

Click! Click!
Two crisp sounds followed.

Gros Horned Anger placed the "Sakura Rope of the Crimson Servant" on the Elf King's wrists on both sides, and then, without changing his expression, grabbed the other's chin.

Apply pressure gently!

The Elf King's mouth opened unconsciously.

Gros Horned, expressionless, reached in and grabbed the Elf King's tongue, tearing it off violently.

Blood and bits of flesh spurted out!

"Ah...ah!"

The Elf King was jolted awake from his coma by intense pain, but after letting out a scream, he fainted again.

Just as a magician's power comes from magic, casting spells naturally relies on chanting.

"Removing the tongue" can restrict the ability to chant. Of course, there is also a method of "making magic chant-free" in magic enhancement.

and so.

The combination of "Pulling Out the Tongue" and "The Sakura Rope of the Servant" can prevent potential dangers, but it won't work against undead magic casters, especially skeleton types.

The methods for dealing with captured warriors are similar: "breaking their limbs" and "flower of the thorny spine".

"Here you go."

Gros Hornfury threw his blood-soaked tongue behind him.

Wow~
A sudden, icy chill appeared out of nowhere.

next moment.

A pale, wingless figure, resembling a harpy but without wings, silently appeared where the tongue had fallen.

Frostborn Banshee (Level 80) Mercenary.

Whoosh!
A tongue resembling a lizard emerged from the Frostborn Banshee's mouth, quickly coiled around the fallen tongue, and swallowed it whole, a blissful expression on her face.

"Keep a close eye on him."

“Temporarily imprison him on the central island of the Lake of Life in ‘Aeluntey’,” Gros Horned Fury said calmly.

Many pieces of information are still unconfirmed!

Even if he had a good impression of this Elf King, he would not bring him into Sky City.

The Frostborn Banshee stepped forward respectfully, grasped the Elf King with both hands, and a layer of frost quickly spread across his body.

Then it turned into a cloud of white mist and disappeared!
"With the mercenary monsters guarding the 'Hall of Mercenaries,' that's enough."

Gros Horned looked at the spot where the Frostborn Banshee had disappeared, a complex mix of emotions and anger welling up inside him.

Mercenary monsters are generally obtained from monster data books in the form of books. Unlike scrolls, which have certain restrictions, they can be summoned simply by consuming game gold.

These monster data books aren't expensive.

Most guilds store a lot of gold; the real expense lies in the consumption of in-game gold!
Although the "Frostborn Banshee" is also a mercenary monster, her origin is different. She was not summoned through a monster data book, but rather came from the "Hall of Mercenaries" in the outer city of Sky City.

【Sky City】is an urban stronghold. In addition to its own regular NPC population, it also has regular buildings and unique buildings.

(End of this chapter)