Throne of the North.

Chapter 321 The Kingdom's Successor, Emperor Feng's Legendary Gift!

In order to complete the establishment of an extraordinary legion, there is a basic and common characteristic, that is, huge wealth.

In the Province of the North Wind, the Flying Wolf Cavalry and the Dragonblood Warrior Legion of Count Winter and Count Sauron were all because the two families once possessed a large amount of wealth. For example, Count Winter’s family may have originated in a certain world, and he came to the empire with the remaining wealth of a world.

For example, Count Sauron, who stood in the ancient Borean Province, could bathe in powerful dragon blood in his glorious past, which was definitely not the blood of an ordinary dragon.

There is also the Griffin Legion of Grand Duke McReynolds. Those strong griffins are powerful monsters in themselves. Ordinary nobles would have a headache raising a few of them, but the Grand Duke can own tens of thousands of them. The wealth of the Griffin Mountains and the possible existence of otherworldly planes help him own the Griffin Legion.

In short, without sufficient wealth, one cannot support the Extraordinary Legion, which is the most advanced toy that can fight against the power of gods.

The Carlos family has a Kamikaze Corps, with archery skills that can shoot flying birds from a thousand meters away. It can be said that apart from the elves, they are the best archers in the southern land.

This is all thanks to...the Carlos family's obsidian mine.

It is natural glass, also a precious gem. This simple description alone is enough to explain its value.

But at the same time, Obsidian has another alias in this extraordinary world.

Dragon crystal.

The Carlos family controls this huge wealth, and thus owns the Kamikaze Legion. Even the World Crossbow, which is not sold by the Elves Gate, is mounted on the Unicorn Fortress.

"obsidian……"

Farrell's eyes lit up, then he stared at Ryan.

"How do you know such news?"

"My father told me, of course."

Ryan glanced at Legion Commander Farrell. Where else could he get the information? From his father, of course. To be more precise, from his mount, the amber dragon.

Obsidian is one of the few good things that can be used to trade directly with dragons without causing the other party to violently expel them.

But as far as Ryan knows, obsidian should exist near the sea, right? Here in Carlos... maybe the extraordinary world has its own extraordinary reasons.

"Besides Carlos, the other three noble lords also have some unique wealth."

"The Harper family owns the redwood forest and one of the few copper mines on this land."

"The Olson and Flynn families grow a lot of flax, black wheat, and apples with unique flavors. A small amount of these crops can become a condiment for delicious food, but they themselves haven't even discovered it."

"We can trade these things. We can transport them to the south of the empire through the North Wind Avenue. You should know that if we transport them directly from here to the empire, we have to go through several noble territories and a kingdom. The tariffs are enough to make the Carlos family give up."

"We have now given them the opportunity to turn their resources into wealth. The nobles of the empire are very wealthy and can sell them at a high price."

Under Farrell's shining eyes, Ryan left the Unicorn Fortress and visited the Carlos family as a noble.

Under the hostile gazes of the crowd, Ryan met Archduke Carlos, a white-haired old man, in the castle by the lake.

"Your Excellency Archduke Carlos, Imperial Baron Ryan Clayton sends his greetings to you."

"Imperial nobles, what are you doing in Kalos?"

Before the Grand Duke could speak, Ian Carlos, the commander of the Kamikaze Corps, shouted out in anger. The failure of the Kamikaze Corps was blamed on him, so he did not have a good face towards the Imperials and could even be said to be resentful.

"Ian."

Archduke Carlos called out, and Ian saluted respectfully.

"Father."

"Baron Ryan is our guest."

After saying that, he looked at Ryan and asked:
"We no longer have the strength to launch an attack on the Violent Elephant Legion. Why did the nobles of the empire come here?"

"We will pay a fortune to redeem the Unicorn Fortress, but to McReynolds, not the Empire."

The Grand Duke is well aware of the Empire's greed. Taking back the Unicorn Fortress from the Empire and taking it back from the Grand Duke of Griffin are two different concepts.

The former might have directly angered this elderly grand duke to death.

The latter would allow him to dance with Grand Duke McReynolds at a banquet.

"I am here only on my own behalf."

Hearing this, Ian next to him couldn't help it anymore. After looking at his father who had no intention of stopping him, he shouted loudly.

"Represent yourself? A mere baron is qualified to stand before the Grand Duke?"

He said sarcastically, so Ryan no longer responded in a friendly manner.

"At least, I think my army will not be wiped out in one charge when facing the Violent Elephant Legion."

"Perhaps, the army under the command of a baron like me is more powerful than the extraordinary army under the command of the Grand Duke you mentioned."

Ryan didn't look at Ian, but stared at the Grand Duke, an old man who inherited the title after the Pan-Dimensional War of Gods. He possessed wisdom and sophistication far beyond that of a fool like Ian.

Sure enough, when Ian was furious and the momentum of the Holy Land Knights was overwhelming, the Grand Duke did not react at all.

Behind Ryan, Mr. Rose raised his hand under his robe and threw a metal thing at Ian.

The bronze metal twisted in mid-air and turned into a wristband, which instantly fell into Ian's hand. In just a moment, the Holy Domain Knight found that the blood in his body seemed to be frozen and would not obey his commands. The powerful Holy Domain pressure also dissipated at this moment.

He looked at the arm guard locked tightly on his hand in horror, then looked at Rose behind Ryan in shock.

"It's just a gadget, it doesn't do anything."

Rose nodded slightly. The little thing he mentioned took Knight Ian a full ten seconds to tear the arm guard on his hand into pieces with great force, and his hand was already bloody.

"There should be priests from the Holy See in the Carlos territory, right? I think their healing skills can heal Knight Ian's injuries."

Ryan finished speaking and continued to look at Archduke Carlos.

"The Carlos family's wealth, the most precious Kamikaze Corps, has suffered a devastating blow. If the Carlos family wants to maintain this wealth, they must have a large amount of money to purchase materials to rebuild the Kamikaze Corps."

"I brought the sincerity of the Ryan family. I can't give you what I got from the deal with the elves, but I also believe that the elves can't give you what I made with them."

"And I can guarantee that after the transaction is successful, the Violent Elephant Corps will never leave the Unicorn Fortress and appear on this land again."

On the other hand, if you refuse, the Violent Elephant Army will appear.

"Who are you to force my father? The supreme bloodline of Carlos, the king of this land!"

Ian roared, frustrated and even more angry at the existence of the empire.

"Me? A baron from the northern border of the empire."

Ryan sat in the chair and looked at the Grand Duke calmly.

……

North of the Andara Kingdom.

This is already the border of the kingdom. When more than 90% of the population lives in the south, the northern border of the kingdom is vast and sparsely populated. The wasteland everywhere is overgrown with weeds. The few weak noble territories have long been abandoned. No one knows where the heirs of the nobles have run off to. In short, they are unwilling to stay in this cold, wealthless, and socially isolated place.

This place is adjacent to the North, and like the Empire, the endless mountains block the cold winds from the North, giving this land a chance to breathe.

It is quiet here almost all the time throughout the year.

But today was different. Continuous flames fell from the sky, crashing onto the ground and creating huge craters. This attracted humans who were observing this scene to come closer, and they knelt on the ground in awe of the gift from the gods.

However, the giant yellow python that crawled out of the big pit didn't think so. Its eyes were gloomy and cruel. It stared at the giant long-haired lizardman that crawled out of another big pit. They roared threateningly at each other, and then rushed towards the humans kneeling on the ground.

“These are my people!”

A roar was heard, and then the giant python and the long-haired lizard man froze in place as if they had been struck by lightning, and the next moment they knelt down in the direction where the sound came from.

Hernan, dressed in royal attire, walked out, followed by some strange-looking creatures, even hundreds of hog orcs, each of whom was about two meters and five meters tall.

Hernan looked at the python and the lizard man angrily.

"Who gave you permission to eat my people?!"

Next to him, a floating head, Baron Williams, shouted majestically, "Kneel down!"

The giant python turned into a naked banshee. If it weren't for her head full of hissing snake-like hair, she would have been a woman that fascinated the nobles.

Kneeling down in front of Hernan, the banshee crawled on the ground, trembling and begging for mercy.

"Great dusk, please forgive my sins."

Hernan came before those humans and revealed his royal identity.

"I am His Highness Hernan of the Kingdom, the heir to this kingdom and the future king."

Hearing his words, the humans became even more awed and called out to His Majesty the King.

This scene made Hernan extremely enjoyable, and he stood there intoxicated.

But the next moment, his expression became gloomy and angry.

"Damn it, father, why and on what basis did you want to deprive me of my identity? This kingdom is mine! It's mine!"

"Only I, Hernan, can save the cursed bloodline of the royal family. Why should he deprive me of my identity?"

"No one can take away my kingdom."

Hernan looked at the south with resentment, because he was the heir to this kingdom.

"Your Highness, you have always been the master of this kingdom. The Lord's will favors you, and He will grant you the power to regain the throne."

Next to him, the floating head Baron Williams said this, and Hernan laughed as he looked at the strange shapes that continued to appear around him.

"Yes, that's right. I will take back my identity."

"I will sit on the throne that is mine, and not even my father can stop me."

There was a murderous look in Baron Williams' eyes.

"Your Highness, your father is a heretic. He is a damned believer of the Dawn. He even dared to let the priests of the Holy See kill the great dusk."

"His crime is unforgivable."

Hernan's eyes also changed at this moment, becoming majestic and lofty.

"Yes...heretic."

"Damn you Chenxi, how dare you blaspheme the will of the gods."

"They will pay, and we will avenge the great Twilight."

Hernan's tone became cold and eerie. With every breath, several meters of soil under his feet were burned by flames, and the appearance of dusk was reflected on the charred land.

He is immortal and returns at dusk to take revenge on all his enemies.

……

The negotiations with the Carlos family were not smooth, but Ryan was not in a hurry. He knew that these nobles were waiting for the end of the civil war in the kingdom, so he returned to the Unicorn Fortress and then returned to the Grand Dukedom of McReynolds.

"The war became fierce. The king kept issuing orders. The nobles' army could not refute the king's orders, so they launched a fierce attack on us."

Roland's voice also became serious, because the Griffin Legion was also besieged by four extraordinary legions. The clergy of the Holy See were strengthening the kingdom's army, and the army of Grand Duke McReynolds was retreating step by step.

Zichuan Plain.

Originally, countless purple sweet potatoes could be grown here, but now it has become a military battlefield. More than 100,000 soldiers trampled on this land, turning all the fields into mud. The armies of both sides charged on a road with no way to retreat, and a bloody battle broke out.

The sky was surrounded by griffins. This was a forced choice. The Griffin Legion had to help the Grand Duke's army. Otherwise, facing the kingdom's army that was blessed with the magic of the Church and many knights, these peasants would be no match at all.

Griffins descended from the sky and charged towards those extraordinary knights. They were powerful, and were magical beasts that ran on the ground and flew in the sky. The power of each griffin's claws terrified the knights who faced them. If they were not careful, both the knight and the horse would be thrown out, and not only would it be difficult to judge the severity of their injuries, but their mounts would also surely die.

The power of a griffin's wings, especially those of an adult one, could easily knock over twenty or thirty soldiers. The changes they brought to the war were enormous, and eventually the nobles had to send out their own powerful knights to rush to the battlefield, using the strength of silver and gold knights to fight against the griffins that fell from the sky.

"This war is a punishment for the betrayers!"

Daryl roared excitedly on the battlefield. No matter how talented he was in command, his strength as a Sanctuary Knight could not be faked. His powerful strength easily tore apart the armor of dozens of soldiers.

"Victory belongs to the king! Traitors will not die peacefully! The glory of the kingdom cannot be desecrated!"

"Kill them all!"

The soldiers were full of passion. They could not escape from the huge battlefield, so they could only fight with the enemy. As the war continued, the soldiers gradually became bloodthirsty, and dozens or even hundreds of people began to stop and surround the griffins.

The people who organized them were not knights, nor nobles, but soldiers who gradually emerged in this war. Their powerful fighting ability and the natural behavior of a leader made the surrounding soldiers who were already blindly obedient follow him, and with a command, they launched an attack on the soldiers.

A soldier dodged the griffin's sharp claws that knocked five or six people away, and seized the opportunity, stabbing the long hair in his hand with all his strength.

With a painful roar, even if it is a mortal against a monster, there is still hope of victory. At least at the moment, in front of a large number of ordinary soldiers, the griffin that did not have time to take off also lost its biggest advantage. As more and more long-haired creatures came over, the huge griffin also fell to the ground with a bang!

"victory!"

A soldier covered in blood stepped on the corpse of the griffin with a spear in his hand, roaring loudly. He was dressed in a shabby outfit, just a simple linen shirt. He might be a slave or a civilian soldier, but now he has become the leader of hundreds of soldiers around him who do not know each other, leading them to continue fighting on the battlefield.

"Master, our army is losing ground."

Grand Duke McReynolds, the Wind Emperor, was standing on the back of a griffin in the distance, and the butler beside him couldn't help but speak.

He was worried that the loss of the war would determine the fate of the McReynolds family.

"The life potion I bought from the Empire didn't have the effect I imagined. It's still not enough to counter the Blessing Magic of the Church."

Emperor Feng looked in another direction, where most of the knights of the Griffin Legion were fighting with four extraordinary legions. Outnumbered one against four, he actually had the upper hand.

"It's been so many years, maybe they have all forgotten my title."

Grand Duke McReynolds looked at the two battlefields and said slowly:
"Then let them see why the 'Wind Emperor' is the Wind Emperor."

As soon as he finished speaking, the butler next to him looked at Grand Duke McReynolds fanatically, then took a step forward and stepped on the sky.

He raised his head and kept walking forward. His originally hunched body became fuller in the process. After more than ten seconds, the butler's entire body had become strong and majestic.

He pulled out from the void, and a green knight's sword was pulled out.

Legendary weapon: Wind Soul.

He held the sword in both hands and raised it in front of his chest devoutly. Then a strong wind blew in the sky, and in the howling wind, blurry shadows were rubbed out.

Legendary title - Wind Emperor. If the Grand Duke is only powerful in wind magic, then he could have other titles. After all, the word Emperor is a bit sensitive.

So there is another reason for this title.

After being promoted to Legend, he was granted a gift, allowing him to have an army.

In the strong wind, an army of one hundred wind spirits appeared behind the butler. They held knight swords like wind souls in their hands and flew in the sky out of thin air.

They saluted the Grand Duke McReynolds, their Emperor, to whom they owed undying loyalty.

"His Majesty!"

The butler's title changed, and the power of the wind emerged from his body. The legendary pressure covered the vast sky, causing many extraordinary beings on the distant battlefield to hold their breath.

Grand Duke McReynolds stood on the back of a griffin, gazing at the army composed of hundreds of Wind Spirit soldiers, ninety of whom were Sky Knights, ten Sanctuaries, as well as the Steward and the Legendary Leader.

This army exceeds the power of the kingdom's court. Even around the emperor of the empire, there is no army composed of so many powerful guards.

"Your front——"

The Archduke spoke calmly, and the 101 soldiers responded in unison.

"Carry out His Majesty's will!"

In an instant, a storm echoed in the sky, and the legendary butler led a hundred terrifying wind spirit warriors to the battlefield. The power of each of them was enough to fight against thousands of troops. The moment they appeared at this moment, they reversed the battlefield of more than 100,000 people. Thousands of kingdom soldiers flew in front of them, and their lives were torn apart by the sharp swords.

(End of this chapter)