Heart of the Castle

Chapter 686 Conspiracy trap, who is the prey
Prince Perrick's journey to meet the legendary powerhouse was much closer than the Lord of Ashes imagined. He did not go to the camp of the Scourge Knights at all. The big bat just flew out of the undead army camp. The range of sight began to decrease in height, and then changed back into the elegant figure of the vampire prince in a noble dress in a cloud of gray smoke.

"Your Excellency King Regent, Leviston," he bowed deeply to the dark void, his voice was still polite, but his tone was different from when he was at the Bone Altar just now, it seemed sweeter and softer. "Fortunately, the Council of the Dead has already believed our statement, but there have been some small deviations."

The nothingness fluctuated for a moment, and then it seemed as if a translucent curtain was pulled back, revealing the figures of Levi Ston, Sir Rodriguez, and Eupondra the Headless Horseman. Mr. Dish, who presided over the construction of the alchemy battering ram in Green Castle, also arrived.The old magician changed into a simple gray robe, which was full of stitching marks and cobweb dust accumulated for an unknown amount of time. A black iron necklace inlaid with white shells hung on his chest, and the pendant was engraved with a The head portrait of the kindly smiling old man looks like a grinning skeleton upon closer inspection.

If the Lord of Ashes, Kemia Krondo, or other members of the Council of the Dead saw Mr. Dish's current outfit, they would probably not be able to help but scream. The members of the first-generation council were no different, and what they were holding was not even the usual wooden cane, but a long white bone staff made from the leg bones of some magical beast.

This attire coupled with the blue-gray complexion made the originally kind and amiable old magician look a lot more mysterious. In addition, the two death knights standing beside him exuded a cold aura. If it is changed, it will make Prince Berik wonder if he has found the wrong place.

"Thank you, Mr. Bamilian?" Li Wei's tone also seemed a little hesitant. The pale guy in front of him, with two curved fangs sticking out between his red lips as if he had just sipped blood, was clearly one. A real vampire, he couldn't be associated with the chief eunuch with a sweet voice and a fat body anyway.

"Sleepless eyes, always pay attention, Your Excellency the Regent, no matter what changes have taken place in my appearance, the heart that is loyal to the Kingdom of Arthur and to you in my chest will never change." Prince Berwick— — Or the Chief Bamilyan said in a sad tone, while pressing his hands on his chest.

Li Wei tried his best to resist the urge to look away, and waved his hand, "Now I'm sure it's you, my lord." At least from the tone of his voice, Li Wei didn't show his inner emotions, "Just now you said that there are some problems in the plan. What aspect does the small deviation refer to?"

"It's the identity of the legendary powerhouse, Your Excellency the Regent, I really want to bring the topic to Sir Rodriguez, but what those liches think of is the identity of Master Frederick." In the eyes of Chief Bamilian A dark green light flashed, "My identity is a vampire prince after all, I can't show that I know the dead Andusias too well, and I can't show that I have secretly communicated with the regent of the Kingdom of Arthur, so until the end , and did not think of a suitable excuse to change their minds."

Li Wei looked carefully at the Bamilian for a few seconds, as if he wanted to confirm whether he was lying, but it was obviously never easy to succeed, even if he changed his body, the eunuch was still able to express sincerity with this new face. believable expression.Then the young griffin lord turned his head, with a hint of worry in his eyes. "Master Frederick," he said to the old magician who was dressed as a deceased person, "this deviation may cause a lot of trouble, should we revise the plan?"

"No need at all, Master Levi." Mr. Dish replied without thinking, his voice and appearance were equally uncharacteristic, he was more like a lich than a lich, as if the cold and vicious river of Styx was quietly flowing on the tip of his tongue, "In our plan, these liches who sued the Council of the Dead were not counted as help. It is enough to let them stand still. There are no high-level undead joining the battlefield, and no amount of skeletons, zombies and wraiths will pose enough threats."

"At least they will cause some damage to the defenders of Dirk City." Li Wei frowned, and his eyes swept over the large-scale undead camp not far away, looking at the bone towers erected like forests and glowing with green light They stopped for a while on the cemetery. "Mr. Dish, after all, there are tens of thousands of undead troops. I want to reinforce the first regiment of Griffins. What can you do?"

"Master Li Wei, I'm afraid it's not easy. Using the portal may alarm the corrupt lord, and if riding a griffin to enter from the sky, there is a high possibility of being discovered by resentful spirits or vampires." Mr. Dish pondered for a moment, Then he shook his head and said, "And there is no need for that. Although there are tens of thousands of low-level undead, as long as Seraph Rist Robinson appears, they will melt faster than the snow under the summer sun."

Li Wei's eyes flickered, "Seraphim's strength is certainly trustworthy, but he is only one person after all, and while losing the original power of light, Rist Robinson has also lost his legendary field, Even if he can still display legendary combat power, he can't fight against tens of thousands of undead by himself, right?"

Mr. Dish showed a smile. Due to the blue-gray complexion and cold temperament on his face, this smile added a bit of a gloomy feeling, which made Levi feel a little creepy. "Master Li Wei, please wait and see, to see what Seraphim can do. It's not only the realm of light that can deal with the army of undead."

Li Wei took a deep breath, touched the hilt of his waist with his hand, "That's all right, Sir Rodriguez, and Captain Upondra, have the two troops entered the scheduled battlefield yet? "

"The champion knight is in place, Master Levi." Sir Rodriguez replied in a deep voice.

"The Calamity Knights are also ready." Eupondra said in his muddy ventriloquism, and then added, "The several accessories issued by Master Frederick have also been distributed to each death knight. .”

"Okay, let's split up and leave later, and then show the corrupt lord a good fight." Li Wei thumped the palm of his right hand with his clenched left hand, "Boss Bamilian, the surveillance report I will leave the affairs of the council of the dead to you, if there is any movement of those council members, please notify us through that magic whistle."

If the expression on the face of the Bamilian chief was not a refusal, at least it should be called reluctance. The intelligence minister and court chief probably never had such an "exciting" and "adventurous" experience. Hearing After Li Wei's words, his already pale face was now like a lump of rancid curdled milk.

"This is really a good job, Your Excellency the Regent." He complained with a sad face, "If I don't come back alive, don't forget to engrave this sentence on the tombstone, poor Reinhardt is buried here The head of the Bamilian court, he devoted himself to his duties and dedicated himself, not only gave his life, but also shed the last drop of his blood for the kingdom."

"If we fail, no one will need a cemetery," Mr. Dish interjected grimly. "The dead always make the best use of everything, not even a corpse."

So the Bamilian manager tightly closed his mouth, but his face was even more ugly, already white with gray.

"But you can rest assured, Chief Bamilian, our chances of failure are very small. With Sir Rodriguez and Rist Robinson, two legendary powerhouses, plus the power of Master Frederick, it can be counted as a corrupt lord." Anliott is the weak side." Li Wei said in a soothing tone, "As long as there are no problems on your side and you inform us of the movement of the Council of the Dead in time, this last loophole will be filled."

After listening to Li Wei's explanation, Director Bamilian's face obviously improved, and he also knew that he could not refuse this request. In any case, it is better to monitor the council of the deceased who is not hostile, than to face corruption directly. Lord Anliott is much better. "Just follow your orders, Your Excellency the Regent, and may the gods in the sky take care of our plan." The steward bowed deeply, then transformed into a huge bat, and stretched out a pair of bats with countless golden lights faintly glowing on them. With the dark pattern's wings, it flew back towards the camp of the undead army.

Li Wei watched the bat disappear from sight, and then slowly withdrew his gaze. "Mr. Dish, why did we choose to let the Lord Chancellor of the Palace take on this important task?" There was a hint of suspicion in his voice, "Benevolent Father God, although Chief Bamilian has never shown any hostility towards us , but I always feel that his loyalty is not worthy of full trust."

"Because he is the most suitable candidate, Master Li Wei. Even if you search all over the northern border of the kingdom, you can't find someone who is better at concealing his thoughts and deceitful words than Chief Bamili Yang. If you were among us I’m afraid there’s no way for the other people to use the vampire prince’s skin to hide the liches from the Council.” Mr. Dish explained, and then added with a secretive expression, “And from now on...he will also That's trustworthy."

"That's right, Your Excellency the Regent. I have never seen a person or undead with such superb acting skills. If I hadn't just killed the blood-sucking prince Perrick, I wouldn't even be able to be sure of the difference between them." Eupond La sighed with emotion, "It seems that the conspiracy of the corrupt lord Anliott has no chance of success from the very beginning, even if the Scourge Knights did not submit to His Majesty the Cursed World Black Sun, or sued the Council of the Dead for enforcing the plan with all their hearts. Liott's plan will eventually fail."

"If that's the case, although we can still win the final victory, the loss will be much greater. Whether it is Dirk City or the Griffin Knights, they will be hit hard." Li Wei patted The shoulder of the head knight, and said to him frankly, "So I want to express my gratitude to you, Captain Upondra, you made the best choice, which not only avoided an extraordinarily difficult battle, but also indirectly saved the Many lives in Dirk City were lost."

"But to the Council of the Dead, my choice should be a kind of betrayal." A helpless bitter smile appeared on Eupondra's face. "It's ridiculous to say that the Knights Templar in Rest that originally belonged to the Soul Comforter was finally destroyed as an enemy of the Kingdom of Arthur, while the Knights of the Scourge that originally belonged to the deceased finally became a member of the Kingdom of Arthur."

"The council of the dead should also be grateful for your choice, Eupondra." Sir Rodriguez said indifferently, "otherwise they will be destroyed together with the corrupt lord Arriot."

"Let's start to act, and pay back the first blood debt to the abyss demon for all the sufferings that Arthur's kingdom has encountered!" Li Weiston ordered in a sonorous tone.

"Repay the debt of blood to the demon of the abyss." Several voices responded in unison, and then Mr. Dish waved his bone staff. With the silver starlight falling, the invisible curtain was raised again, covering the figures of the Griffin Lord and others .

"Your attitude towards those bone pets of yours should be somewhat better! Anliott!"

A rough voice came from behind accompanied by a strong breath of sulfur. The corrupt lord Anriot frowned in disgust, then turned around, and the robe made of the softest human baby's skin followed his movements. Slightly raised, the strange runes composed of countless phosphorescent lights on the surface flickered endlessly.

"Your Majesty Ramsdong, the Lord of Berserk, you have no right to dictate my actions." Anliott's voice was even weirder than when he came to the Council of the Dead in the form of corruption, and his tone was more serious. It is an undisguised expression of almost hostile disgust, "Do you think I don't know what those fools who claim to be smart are thinking? Wrong, I know very well, they are nothing more than planning to get rid of my control , if possible, even want to eliminate my existence."

Accompanied by the sound of a war drum beating, Ramsdon, the Lord of Berserk, appeared in front of Anliott. This is an abyssal demon over four meters tall, with the same ferocious appearance and temperament as his brothers of the same race. A majestic body, a thick bronze armor protecting his chest and shoulders, simple and simple in shape, but the strong magical reaction can be easily detected by ordinary people; a pair of apes and hyenas grow on the head. The blood-colored pupils deeply sunken in the eye sockets are forever burning with bloodthirsty and brutal bloody red flames.

It seems that the Lord of Berserker fully fits his title, but if you try to deal with him with intrigue and tricks, you will be surprised to find how cunning and delicate heart is hidden under that vulgar appearance, even among the seven lords of the abyss. , and at least half of them have suffered a great loss from the Berserker Lord.

The corrupt lord Anliott is obviously one of them, so when Ramston appeared, he raised his vigilance as if he was facing a big enemy, and even summoned the sickle-shaped keel wand and held it tightly in his hand .

"No need to be nervous, Anliott." The Lord of Berserker squeezed out a ferocious smile, "I will not disobey the order of the Lord, at least not before the situation changes, but I want to know all your plans , since you know those bone pets of yours want to resist, why not let them suffer a bit?"

"The best way to teach fools who claim to be smart is to show a powerful force that they can't even imagine." The corrupt lord Anliot snorted coldly, and the dragonbone wand turned into a sickle-shaped light again, slowly Put it in his robe, "Destroying that little griffin and his subordinates is enough to wipe out the speculative psychology in these guys' empty heads."

"Destroy the little griffin..." the mad warlord Ramsdon repeated in a tone that made it hard to tell whether it was approval or sarcasm, "Anliot, that little griffin may not be so easy to destroy. Deceitful lord Shackles failed to do it, Plague Lord Yinchen Samael did not, and even the Burning Lord Dariga failed to do it, and in the end this one is known as the strongest among the Seven Lords of the Abyss."

"So you don't agree with the plan approved by the Great Monarch himself, His Majesty Ramston?" A green light flashed in the eyes of the corrupt Lord Anliott, "Or you are afraid that the little griffin might appear The legendary powerhouse?"

"We all know that Shackles is a coward who can only play tricks; Yinchen Samael is a good player hiding in the dark to release the plague and create death, but if you fight face to face, only these two of the seven lords of the abyss need to compete Only then do you know who is the last one..." Ramsdon the Berserker Lord curled his lips, and the contempt in his tone was so strong that it was choking, "But Dariga is different, he is the scariest thing I have ever seen The legendary giant dragon, perhaps the golden dragon king Lagrange who fell on the fault of the sky has stronger overall strength than him, but if they fight to the death, I am optimistic that the one who can survive is the burning lord Dariga."

Anliote raised his eyebrows in surprise, he did not expect Ramsdong to have such a high evaluation of Dariga, "So, you are not optimistic that this plan will be successful? His Majesty Ramsdong , then why didn’t you raise an objection to the Grand Monarch earlier? Now that the plan has been more than half in progress, how do you want me to announce the suspension?”

"No, on the contrary, I think this plan has a high chance of success. The little Griffin and his subordinates may be able to defeat Shakros and Inchen Samael, but it is impossible to have the ability to repel Darika. Ramstone shook his head and said, "So I suspect that Dariga has betrayed the abyss hell, and reached some agreement or contract with the little griffin privately. Anliote, this time I will do my best to help you complete it." Plan the target, but I want you to meet the Great Monarch with me after victory, and expose the truth about Darika's rebellion!"

(End of this chapter)