Throne of the North.

Chapter 462: The Chosen One is the Dragon Monarch, the War of Regicide

Brener is a legendary magician. If there is a ranking of the strong men in the empire, Brener will definitely be among the numbers that can be counted on one hand.

This time he came to the North, not because of the order of the Emperor of the Empire, but as a legendary magician he was also free.

Ryan was indeed looking for a magician who could help him analyze the Braille on the sword, but that kind of magic did not require the arrival of a powerful legendary magician like Brenna.

Ryan still took out the sword. Brenna looked at the dagger. White lines appeared in the void for no reason. These lines twisted into the shapes of various lives. They were souls. Brenna preserved these souls through unknown means and kept them by his side.

So... the frozen land territory might be overcrowded at this moment.

As a large number of souls dissipated, the last tiny figure fell down and reached out to touch the brand on the sword.

"This kid."

Brenna's face was full of kindness. He reached out and stroked the soul child's head, then slowly spoke:
"More than a hundred years ago, I had just escaped from the war in the pan-dimensional world."

"A giant dragon from another world descended on the Norris continent. At that time, the North had just arrived. I followed the dragon and found that it was about to die. Before it died, the dragon blessed a child and called him the Chosen Dragon."

"I was a little curious, so I observed for some time, and finally I used the power of the legendary gift to kill the child."

Brenner returned the dagger to Ryan and continued:
"This sword describes a very scary story."

"Under the will of a great being, He discovered that humans can carry the devout faith of humans and make the faith pure. Then the great being turned the human who carried the faith into its own believer. Then He was able to perfectly receive the pure faith, which was the nourishment of the gods, and they turned it into the Taisu in their bodies."

"The first great being to do this is called the Lord of Dawn."

"The last one... maybe there will never be a last one. Unfortunately, the Empire discovered this secret last year."

"If only we had discovered this sword earlier. It records a great being who used the Chosen Dragons to collect the faith of mankind in order to restore his own divine origin."

Brenna began to speak the truth recorded on the dagger.

"Every Dragon Chosen is a hero of mankind. Countless humans regard the Dragon Chosen as a brave man who saves them and a king who fights against the evil dragon. So they pray for him to succeed and devote their faith to him."

"But the Dragon Chosen are the humans chosen by the dragons."

"The great being uses the Chosen Dragons to collect the faith of mankind. The Chosen Dragons, who carry all the faith, will succeed or fail in killing the evil dragon. However, regardless of the result of success or failure, the Chosen Dragons will have only one ending."

"That's because we got too close to the great being and became his followers, becoming - a dragon."

"The hero who slayed the dragon became the dragon king who ruled over mankind. After a period of time, the world once again saw the Chosen Dragon. That Chosen Dragon would walk the path of the Chosen Dragon again."

This is an evil conspiracy. The great being shapes humans into heroes of the human world and natural kings, and then at the last moment turns the Chosen Dragons into giant dragons, repeating what happened in this world.

The purpose is to harvest faith.

"Only humans can bear the faith of humans. Great beings can only absorb the faith of their believers. However, not every great being uses methods as warm as the sun."

"The sword shows that someone discovered the secret and recorded it in a special way, hoping that someone will find it and uncover the conspiracy."

"Look at the box. The Northern Baron of the Empire has discovered another incredible resource."

Brenner looked at Ryan with a smile, and his old smile made people feel a little creepy.

"I felt His death in the south, and almost forgot that I personally froze them with the power of the North. When Earl Clayton wrote to me, although I knew that you had been examined by Ivan, I was still a little worried."

Brian looked at Ryan without much movement, but it was obvious that Brian had the answer the first moment they met.

"It's great that Baron Ryan didn't become the Chosen Dragon. Otherwise, I can't think of any good reason to explain to His Majesty the Emperor."

"Next, I plan to go to the North to find out the reason why the orcs are invading the south. Does Baron Ryan have any suggestions?"

Ryan was still thinking about the story that Brenna told him about the sword. He was shocked. According to Brenna, it seemed that many things could be explained.

The dragon kings of Nidhogg are able to accept the power of human sacrifice because they were all once - human.

They are the Dragon Chosen Ones. Every Dragon Chosen One, as long as they do not die prematurely along the way, will eventually become the new Dragon Monarch.

That world will never change.

There are no dragons in that land, and all dragon monarchs are transformed humans.

Brener's voice brought Ryan back to his senses, and he shook his head and replied:
"Sir Brener, I'm sorry, my army didn't find any strange movement in the North. Only the Eternal Emblem of the Ghoul, Hobii, has awakened, but we don't know where he is. The evil god's followers that appeared in the Andara Kingdom before were also caused by him."

"Hobiyi, what an ancient name. I still remember Him. Ivan must be very angry that I couldn't find His tail in the Andara Kingdom."

Brenner said with a smile like a teacher, and Ivy League Ivan, one of the ten legendary magicians of the empire, also looked like a student in front of him.

Before Brener left, he left Ryan a magic scroll.

"There is a legendary forbidden spell in it that can help you, Baron Ryan, fight against the giant dragons transformed by the Dragon Chosen, but it can only deal with one."

"As for its power, it may not be able to kill the sleeping frost dragon in the north, but any inferior Chosen Dragon within a 300-meter range will surely die."

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Excellency Brener."

Ryan was a little excited. This was a forbidden magic that could kill legends.

"Brenna has never been merciful. Do you know why the Dawn Church put him at the top of the kill list?"

When Master McKen heard that Brenner had been here, his smile disappeared and he became serious.

"Whether it is the Church of the Dawn or the Church of the Light of the Empire, they all serve the same great being. No matter what they are like, they appear to be kind and tolerant in the eyes of outsiders, representing the warmth of the dawn and light."

"The legendary magician Brenna definitely does not belong to any of these teachings."

"He collected the souls of all his enemies and sealed them in a divine artifact, so that those souls could never be freed and would wail forever. That artifact was even forged from the skull of a god."

"If you look for Brener's past, you will find nothing except the original title [Undead]."

"My teacher, the creator of the Highland Warhorse and the founder of the Empire's Life Magic System, who is also known as the Blood God, once commented on him and believed that he might be the second blasphemer in this world."

"Lich and the undead take Brener as an example, and the demons of the abyss also fear the magic that controls the soul."

Each of the ten legendary magicians who serve the empire has terrifying power and a frightening past. Ever since the empire introduced magicians and expelled the clergy of the Holy See, the ten legendary magicians have never been replaced.

Fortunately, such a powerful legendary magician did not stay in the Frozen Territory for long.

……

"This world, the hero they prayed for, would become a ruling and brutal dragon monarch."

"Who could have imagined that? Those who knew this secret are all dead."

"If nothing unexpected happens, they will probably be immersed in this world forever. Every fifty years, they will be immersed in the joy of the arrival of the Chosen Dragon and the overthrow of the Dragon Monarch's rule."

"No outsider can come to this world. After all, even the spiritual panel cannot successfully tear open the plane door to enter this world. Even a magician who is good at space cannot enter here."

"Fortunately, this world has welcomed their true king."

Ryan stood on the hillside, pointed to the fertile wilderness ahead, and said it with a smile.

The humans of Nidhogg are slaves of the dragon. The great beings play them in the palm of their hands and wantonly harvest the humans who can provide the most faith in order to enhance their divine origin - Tai Su.

They need heroes, real human heroes.

Master Ryan simply couldn't refuse.

"Sir, are we going to kill the Chosen Dragon?"

"No, not yet. Before he becomes a dragon lord, he is still a human being, fighting for the sake of humanity."

"But before that, we also need to change the world."

Ryan turned around and looked at the followers with different mentalities behind him: Brand, who was determined to be righteous, Bogeld, who was sloppy and listless, Brock, whose eyes were unfocused, Egil, who was stroking the giant wolf with aggressive eyes, Namijis, who was careless and wearing fox skin, Ulf, who was worried about wolf skin, and Rose, the extraordinary dean of the top alchemy in the sanctuary, who was feeling the metal factor contained in this world, and Archmage McKen, who was greedily breathing in the vigorous vitality brought by the dragon to this world...

"Everyone, let's go kill the king first."

Ryan's voice was not loud, but it was like a strong wind, making the flags of the thousands of majestic troops behind him flutter.

...The relationship between the Chosen Dragon and the Dragon Lord remains a secret.

In the city of Odin, Millie carefully walked through the narrow passage and entered a deserted house with food wrapped in tree bark. Under the rule of the dragon monarch, it was common for people and entire families to die.

The human slaves had long been numb to death, but Millie's eyes still showed a desire for a prosperous life.

"Eat quickly, don't let others find out."

The aroma of the grilled meat of some unknown bird was so strong that Millie couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She looked at the bird leg handed to her by Fuan, took it and stuffed it into her mouth.

"It turns out it's so delicious. No wonder grandpa wouldn't let me eat it when Uncle Sven asked me to bring it to him."

Millie said greedily, and then handed some unknown herbs to Fuan.

"I found this for you. It will make you feel better soon."

"Thank you."

Fuan said gratefully. He knew that these herbs were useless for ordinary people, but he didn't want to discourage a little girl.

Who knew that what Millie said the next moment would shock Fuan so much.

"You are the Lord Chosen Dragon, right? I saw you guys go to the mountain the other day. The Dragon Lord destroyed the place in anger. Everyone ran away. You are strangers."

Being wary of strangers is an instinct that will never disappear among the natives, and Millie is much smarter than others.

"Can I come with you?"

"My father was a follower of the Chosen Dragon. I'm sure I can do it, too."

Millie opened her eyes wide and looked at Fuan and the other two.

The small group has gained a new follower, and Fuan still wants to take back his own armor.

"Only with the armor can I have the ability to resist the flames of the dragon monarchs. Otherwise, we can't kill them."

That night, the Chosen Dragons once again caused chaos in the city of Odin. On the mountain peaks, the roars of dragon warriors and mad dragon nightmares resounded, followed by a fierce battle among the Chosen Dragons.

In the dark corner, Millie walked towards the ruins on the mountain with a beating heart. This was the former rich area, but the so-called rich area was only compared to the human slaves at the lower level who were often sacrificed.

Because of the destruction caused by the dragon lord Drummond, everyone here fled. Millie ran in the ruins towards the location of the armor.

The armor was heavy, but Millie lifted it up easily, and she also had the power of the followers of the Chosen Dragon.

At dawn the next day, there was not much discussion about what happened last night in the city of Odin. The human slaves in the land ruled by the dragon did not care about any unnecessary matters.

“Grandpa Zion, why didn’t Millie go out of town today?”

"The Chosen Dragon is so dangerous. It would be bad if the dragon gets angry again."

Sven walked into the door and saw old man Zion sitting on a chair sighing.

"What else are you doing here?"

"Grandpa Zion, if you want to protect yourself, you need strength, not anger."

Sven was not sad, his bard skills gave him the ability to resonate with his audience.

"You're right. Millie went to find her own power. He ran away with the Chosen Dragon."

Zion said helplessly, causing Sven's eyes to widen.

"Dragon Chosen?!"

Sven's eyes turned ugly. As a bard, everything that happened in the world was just a bystander to them. They only needed to record the stories.

But as a human being, we cannot just be a bystander.

"When did he run away? I'm going to chase him now."

"You're going to chase him? What are you going to chase him with?"

Grandpa Zion said coldly, and Sven was also a little angry.

"Why don't you stop her? If Millie follows the Chosen Dragon out of Odin City, she will be in danger."

"Is it not dangerous to stay in Odin City?"

"I can feel that the Dragon King is more easily angered than before. It didn't show up last night. Maybe when it shows up again, it will destroy the entire Odin City."

"Before, I didn't stop her father from leaving, and now, I won't stop Millie from leaving."

“They all have their own things to do.”

"Hey……"

Sven sighed and planned to go up the mountain to find the Dragon Lord and continue to hunt down the Dragon Chosen.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Sven turned and opened the door, revealing an alchemy apprentice disguised as a slave.

Uh... after becoming miserable alchemy apprentices, these guys actually have no big difference in their depressed expressions from the human slaves outside.

"Lord Ryan sent word that we will be away for a while."

"Where?"

"We don't know yet, but we are going to take some of the weapons away."

……

West Wind City.

In the west of the world, there would be a life-destroying wind, so there was this wind-blocking city. However, in Ryan's opinion, it was probably because the sea breeze contained too much salt, causing the land to become too salinized, and thus the vegetation was no longer lush.

West Wind City also has a dragon monarch, the dragon monarch Rhinedat, who rules this land. Since he is awake all year round, the dragon monarch always takes a nap and brings more salty wind from the West Sea.

Bogeld, who was carrying the big flag, had a terrifyingly bright look in her eyes. Ever since she heard that Ryan was going to attack the dragon, her expression had never faltered for a moment. She became the standard-bearer of the army in a heroic manner.

"My armored bear brothers have a pity for missing this war."

The Armored Bear Legion was still being held down by Ryan because of the heavy losses they had suffered previously.

Bogerd didn't care, as long as he could participate in the war.

"That Dragon Chosen has arrived too. He's coming to West Wind City too. What is he doing here?"

A soldier nearby responded.

"Lord Ryan, I heard from those native recruits that there is a legend in West Wind City that there is a river flowing here. The river is the coldest in spring, but at the deepest part of the river, there is warm water that can wash the skin and bones of the Dragon Chosen, allowing the Dragon Chosen to withstand even more powerful power."

Ever since he got the answer from Master Brenna, Ryan has found it difficult to look directly at these things that help the Chosen Dragon. Washing the Chosen Dragon's skin and bones is probably changing the physique into that of a dragon.

But speaking of this, Ryan looked at Brand.

"How does your body feel? Is it still affecting you?"

Brand felt it, shook his head and said:
"Its remaining will is being crushed bit by bit."

The improvement brought by the blessing of the dragon spirit is still continuing. Once Brand has withstood the test, his physique will become terrifyingly strong, and may even surpass Ryan's current physical strength.

As a heroic unit, Brand still has the last bit of the power of the Stag Spirit in his body, which is no less powerful than Ryan who was sublimated by the Dragon Emperor.

Just like Bogold, this girl walked in the front, and the lightning under her feet charred the ground.

The army stopped and Ryan saw the West Wind City.

(End of this chapter)