Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 488 Guild Weapon Clues? Opportunity! Opportunity! Opportunity!
The solemn top of the tower.

"It's him!"

A near-out-of-control scream echoed throughout the hall.

A group of mercenary monsters serving him, and two "managers" NPCs who help manage and operate the "Starry Sky Lookout".

Everyone stared in astonishment at Imralis, the usually calm and prudent "butler."

Such an inappropriate behavior from the other party!

It hasn't happened for hundreds of years.

This was a serious breach of decorum for Imralis, who touted his status as a butler and represented the living symbol of an ancient and rigid class system.

"Lord Imlalis."

A scantily clad, mature-looking NPC, her watery eyes filled with confusion, asked, "What happened?"

"Butler" Imralis did not answer, his eyes fixed on the platinum-armored figure displayed on the "crystal screen".

"Knife, sword, hammer, spear!"

"Four weapons encircling the body, platinum-gold armor—yes, that's the style of weaponry!"

"It's here...it's here..."

"That's right, it's him... even if it isn't, there must be some connection."

The "butler," Imralis, kept muttering to himself, his hands clenching and unclenching, revealing his inner tension and the unspeakable situation he was in.

In a trance!
A series of triumphant laughs and the cheerful figure of a young man echoed in my mind.

The opponent, wielding a guild weapon that was more precious to all the guardians than a world-class item, gracefully waved goodbye as he departed.

They left with him.

There are also those from the outside world, who, faced with their ugly side, tremble with fear, their legs weak, like insects, their weak and despicable companions.

...Unstoppable!
The moment that lord took the guild's weapon, almost all control of the entire guild was in his hands.

The three guardians could only voice their objections; they could certainly try to seize it, but they couldn't!
That is a desecration of the authority of the supreme and great god-kings.

And then, and then…

died!

The corpses have vanished without a trace, unable to be resurrected like the departed god-kings, and the guild weapons have also disappeared.

There was a "click".

Clench your fists.

Even if you find and kill those weak insects who claim to be heroes who save the world one by one, you still won't find any clues.

The only useful intelligence...

"Chance!"

The "Butler" Imralis's eyes widened, unusually bloodshot, as he stared at the platinum armor in the image as if he were about to devour someone.

The magnificent [Floating City] must not be lost!!

This is not only the expectation of the gods to descend again, but also the place that all their guardians must absolutely protect.

His keen insight made him vaguely aware that something was amiss.

But it concerns the whereabouts of the guild's weapons!

Without a second thought, "Butler" Imralis quickly activated "Message" to transmit the information to the three Guardians.

"Lord Leoric Zhen".

"Oh, Imralis, what's up?"

"The thing is like this..."

"what!"

"Butler" Imralis heard the roaring vibration in his heart, shook his dizzy head slightly, thankfully he was prepared.

The first person he notified was Lord Guardian Gros Hornfury, for almost the same situation.

of course.

Faced with such a clue, even he could not remain calm, let alone the guardians who cared more about this matter.

"Did you notify Jiao Nu?!"

Ok?
The "butler," Imralis, was slightly taken aback.

He thought Lord Leoric Zhen would ask for more clues, but he didn't expect him to suddenly ask Lord Horned Wrath at this time.

"Yes, I have already informed them."

Although the "butler" Imralis found it strange, he still responded respectfully.

"not good!"

Leoric roared in shock and rage, "Stop him!"

Before the "butler" Imralis could react, his pupils widened in shock at why Lord Leoric Zhen would speak like that, and he involuntarily took a step back.

As they are automatons, their faces do not show complex emotional changes, but their trembling fingers and the action of taking a step back are noticeable.

Everything speaks for itself!

The emotions of "Butler" Imralis at this moment.

I saw.

In the "Crystal Screen".

The familiar figure of Lord Gros Horned Fury appeared.

“Zhen…Lord Zhen, it’s too late, too late.”

"Butler" Imralis pressed a finger firmly against his temple to deliver a "message," his voice trembling slightly.

The bad feeling that had been nagging at it was amplified in an instant, though it could also be a coincidence.

But over 500 years of experience have taught the "steward" Imralis that there is no such thing as a specific coincidence in this world.

Especially that platinum armor!
Two hundred years ago, Mingming spent a lot of effort and even a lot of game coins but could not find the other party. Now, the other party has suddenly appeared.

This incident may in itself be part of another intrusion or probing plan!

"Guardian, I... I've fallen for your trap!"

"Butler" Imralis swayed his shoulders and spoke in a suppressed, almost apologetic tone:
"I'll start immediately..."

"Contract forces. The outer city is now in invasion mode. The Rainbow Bridge is open. The Aurora Gate is closed."

Leoric's dignified and calm voice rang out:
"Although Horned Fury is arrogant and a bit conceited, he's not stupid. Whether this is a trap or not, at least the clues to the guild weapon have appeared."

"This is also an opportunity for us!"

"Invasion? Ha! Fine, let them come!"

Upon hearing these words, "Butler" Imralis's tense mood eased slightly. Indeed, this level of probing or intrusion was nothing at all.

Hundreds of years ago!

Their enemy is the whole world, so what?
……but.

"Butler" Imralis still had a bad feeling, as the guild weapon was a matter of life and death for [Floating City].

The fact that it hadn't appeared for 200 years suggests that the enemy didn't know much about guild weapons, and its sudden appearance at this moment indicates that it's not surprising.

Does this situation mean that the unknown enemy who took the guild weapon already knows something about it?

—The border region of the southern desert.

The battle between the Elf King and Zesshi Zesshi continued, with the two gradually retreating towards the outer perimeter in a theatrical manner.

the other side.

The battle between Platinum Armor and the two Frostborn Banshees continued. His silver-white armor was covered with marks of frost and magical attacks, and he appeared to be in a steady retreat.

Swish!
The air rippled.

A tall, imposing goat-man appeared directly in the center of the battlefield, his simple black cloak swaying slightly, his open chest revealing his thick muscles.

The cuffs on both arms were casually rolled up, revealing forearms covered with light gray short hair, exuding a sense of primal power.

The goat-man looked up at the location of the platinum armor, a cruel sneer flashing in his brown pupils.

There was a "click".

A barely perceptible cracking sound came from the goat-man's left hand.

I saw.

On the goat-man's hands were ten magic rings, neatly arranged.

A crack appeared on the magic ring on the ring finger of the left hand, but it was clearly still usable.

however.

Gros Horned Fury casually took off the ring and tossed it into his mouth. Then he raised his left hand again, and the ring on his index finger gleamed faintly.

"Dimensional Lockdown"

An invisible magical energy barrier quickly enveloped the area.

Click!

The ring on my index finger has cracked.

Gros Horned Fury quickly removed the ring, threw it into his mouth, and stretched out his left hand towards the platinum armor.

The magic ring on my thumb flashed!
"One-sided duel"

Click!

"Preparations complete."

Gross's horned goat-like face grew even more smug with a smile, though to outsiders it appeared somewhat menacing.

Based on current intelligence, this platinum-armored individual should be a warrior. However, just to be on the safe side, "Dimensional Lockdown" will be used in conjunction with "Unilateral Decision" to completely prevent the possibility of the opponent escaping using teleportation skills.

Gros Horned Fury then leisurely removed the magic ring from his thumb, stretched, and his gray-black spiral horns gleamed with a metallic chill.

This back-and-forth retrieving of the magic ring is really a hassle!
Unfortunately.

It does not possess the abilities of the supreme and great god-kings.

It is said that it is a powerful ritual called "paying for in-game currency".

Normally, any race can only use two magic rings, one on each hand, although it is also possible to wear them on all fingers.

But it's meaningless; the only ones usable are still those two rings!

However, this restriction can be broken through the "pay-to-win ritual," allowing other fingers to be equipped normally as well!
Thinking of this.

Gros Horned Wrath deeply admired the supreme and great god-kings, and he revered the power difference between ten magic rings and two magic rings.

Anyone who can count numbers can understand that insurmountable gap!
"Oh, hello everyone."

Gros Horned, noticing everyone's gaze, seemed to only then realize that the goat had opened its mouth, smiling to reveal its neat teeth.
"Would you like to hear an epic piece?"

now.

The fighting between the two sides has ceased.

To be precise, the moment Gros Horned Fury appeared, the two Frostborn banshees and the Elf King simultaneously stopped their attack.

Jue Shi Jue Ming and Bai Jin Kai naturally stopped their attacks as well.

The air freezes!

Jue Shi Jue Ming unconsciously gripped the cross-shaped scythe tightly with both hands.

This strange goat-man who suddenly appeared unabashedly unleashed pure malice.

They clearly didn't know who the other person was.

The phrase "absolutely certain death" carried a sense of unbeatable ferocity, and the veins at the corners of his eyebrows throbbed.

The moment the character "章" landed.

boom! !

Without warning, Gros Horned moved, and the solid snow beneath his feet crumbled, turning into towering ice fragments.

Ignore the absolute death and the absolute life!

A gray afterimage traversed hundreds of meters in an instant, appearing in front of the platinum-armored figure.

"Wild Symphony!"

The black fist shadow was like a shooting star. Before the platinum armor could complete its defensive movement, the fist had already imprinted itself on the solid chest.

puff--!
The air wave exploded.

The silver-white figure transformed into a falling meteor, tumbling nearly a hundred meters across the ground before crashing into a slightly protruding ice layer with a tremendous roar.

"Oh?"

Gros Horned Furious raised an eyebrow. He noticed that as Platinum Kai flew out, the four weapons wrapped around his body also flew out with him.
"A complete set of connected equipment?"

I made this judgment in my mind.

Gros Horned Wrath landed mid-air, his knees slightly bent, and he shot out like a spring.

Whoosh!
A silver-white spear was the first to fly out from the ruins of the ice layer.

"Goat Strike"

Gros Horned simply sidestepped and easily dodged, reappearing in front of the platinum armor, raising his hand to deliver a simple straight punch!

Whether this is a trap or not.

It planned to first defeat and torment Bai Jinkai before conducting an investigation.

puff--!
Just then, the ice beneath Gros Horned's feet exploded, and a silver double-headed hammer flew out, smashing towards its chest.

This was clearly a well-planned attack!
Following the trajectory of the attack, the silver double-headed hammer would strike him first.

Faced with such petty tricks.

Gros Horned sneered inwardly, completely ignoring the attack. His armor was more than enough to withstand an attack of that level.

However—bang!

The silver double-headed hammer struck his lower abdomen.

Gros Horned was startled, his body was uncontrollably knocked back, and even the silver double-headed hammer carried him backward a distance by inertia.

How is this going?

Even if the opponent's attack has a knockback effect, its goat-man race has a certain resistance to knockback and movement-impeding effects.

not to mention!
For some reason, its body was pushed out.

slam-la-

The ice shards slid down and made a sound as they rubbed against the surface of the armor.

The platinum armor flew out, the three weapons still swirling in front of him, his dark blue eyes fixed on Gros Hornfury.

"One of the three guardians of the Floating City!"

"Appeared!"

Instead of panicking, the woman inside the platinum armor felt a strange sense of joy.

"Reviewing State"

Deep in the underground palace.

The Platinum Dragon King suddenly opened his eyes, and his massive platinum body, which had been lying prostrate on the ground, stood up abruptly.

"Unexpected...it actually...did it really happen?"

An unexpected tone, seemingly incredulous, rang out.

【Floating City】!
The opponent can be described as the Platinum Dragon King, or even the mortal enemy of all existing true dragon kings.

As the sole survivor of the "Battle of the Eight Desire Kings"!
The Platinum Dragon King's hatred for it and his desire to destroy it never diminished in the slightest.

pity!

Previous campaigns to subdue them all failed, and now, even with all the True Dragon Kings united, they still cannot breach the Floating City!

Originally, I just wanted to use this incident to make a simple test.

did not expect!
It actually managed to attract a guardian.

Since they lost the powerful magical artifact known as the "Guild Weapon" left behind by the Eight Greed Kings 200 years ago, these guardians have almost never left the [Floating City].

This not only further determines the value of that "guild weapon"!

This also sparked a thought in the Platinum Dragon King: "An opportunity!"

An excellent opportunity to weaken the [Floating City]!

Ever since receiving the message from the Dark Dragon King, the Platinum Dragon King had vaguely realized that this century-old aftershock was probably no ordinary event.

What if an even more powerful enemy appears!
It's not hard to guess what choices such a corrupt entity as the Floating City will make in the future.

At least!

The true dragon kings would never cooperate with the other side.

There is a risk.

The Platinum Dragon King raised his head, his amber vertical pupils radiating killing intent. The next moment, a dense surge of primordial magic erupted.
"World Teleport!"

Intelligence leak?

The True Dragon King and the Floating City are mortal enemies, so there is no issue of leakage.

Swish!
A flash of white light, and it disappeared.

The Great Forest of Ivanshchensk.

Tang Zheng's originally composed expression became extremely solemn with the appearance of Gros Horned Fury.

The situation is developing!

This has exceeded initial expectations and speculations.

He didn't understand why the group of guardians, who had been so cautious and careful as to be observed by the Elf King, would appear under these circumstances.
We haven't thought this through yet.

Tang Zheng's eyes widened in surprise as he looked south. He couldn't see anything in his field of vision, but his shadow clone transmitted the scene from there.

A giant platinum dragon charged into the area that was under "dimensional blockade".

"The Platinum Dragon King?!"

Are you kidding me? What exactly happened?!

Tang Zheng finally understood what it meant for "plans to fail to keep up with changes." Neither the Platinum Dragon King nor the [Floating City] would develop as expected.

"Next..."

Tang was preparing to immediately order Zesshi Zetsumei to retreat. The appearance of the Platinum Dragon King was clearly not aimed at this divine being, Zesshi Zetsumei.
"Fight to the death! Retreat..."

Suddenly!
A crazy idea popped into his mind: Had the Platinum Dragon King left the Council Kingdom?

So--!
trap?

It's possible, but the probability is too low. There's absolutely no possibility that the Platinum Dragon King could cooperate with the [Floating City].

"Chance!"

A ferocious look appeared on Tang Zheng's face as he quickly chanted, "Higher-level Teleportation."

Objective—To evaluate the nation!

If plans can't keep up with changes, then adjust quickly!
He knew perfectly well that, according to the normal plan, no matter how hard he tried, he would barely be able to protect himself against the Great Tomb.

Sometimes you have to take a gamble!
(End of this chapter)