Heart of the Castle

Chapter 694 Deke sieges, dies and withdraws
Prince Perik's body trembled undetectably, but the content of the Ash Lord's sharp questioning was not beyond his expectations. Judging from his performance during this period, he has completely supported the Griffin From the standpoint of the lord, it would be strange if the head of the Council had no doubts.

However, this answer is not easy to make. Prince Berik is very clear about what kind of mission he shoulders, and his answer will largely determine whether this mission can be completed.Although the arrival of the Seraphim destroyed many low-level undead, it was far from the point where the army of undead was wounded. If the tens of thousands of undead in the current camp came out to attack Dirk City, then the Griffin Lord would He had to make a choice between the soldiers and civilians in Dirk City suffering heavy casualties or Seraph Rist Robinson not being able to join the battle in time.

There is no doubt that the results of these two choices are quite bad.Sweat was dripping from Prince Berik's forehead, and his eyes were lowered to the ground to conceal the anxiety and uneasiness in his eyes.

Seeing that the blood-sucking prince didn't answer right away, the Lord of Misfortune was the first to raise the withered bone stick in his hand, and the dazzling electric light immediately condensed into a spherical shape on the stick head, and the other three council members also made similar moves. And this time, the magic they chose was the elemental magic with great lethality, not the dark magic that they were better at but was almost ineffective against the blood-sucking prince who was also an undead creature.

Although the Lord of Ashes, Kemia Krondo, did not make a move, it is not difficult for the Lord of Misfortune and three liches with the power of a great magister to defeat or kill a blood-sucking prince. .If it is outdoors with an open terrain, Prince Perrick may still be able to escape by virtue of the vampire's ability to fly at super high speed. chosen.

If Prince Berik is really just Prince Berik.

The years experienced by the members of the Council of the Dead may be several times or even dozens of times longer than that of Bamilyan, the head of the court, but the eunuchs have the absolute upper hand in terms of sophistry skills, even if these liches spend The time spent studying sorcery and magic is all spent studying sophistry, and it is impossible to compare with the natural eloquence of the Bamilian chief.

Of course, the vampire prince's body was much stronger than the fat and bloated body of the chief eunuch, but for Bamilian, who never planned to use force, it made no difference whether he was strong or not.Facing the menacing threat of the four members of the council headed by the Lord of Misfortune, the head of the palace in the form of Prince Berrick showed a sad smile, and then sighed heavily.

"Brothers of the Council," he said, his tone was frank and straightforward, full of a unique persuasive force, "I think you must have misunderstood me, yes, I—Vampire Prince Perik I have surrendered under the banner of the Griffon Lord and offered my loyalty to him, but this is not because of greed for life and fear of death, but to sue the future of the organization of the dead..."

"This is betrayal!" The Lord of Misfortune roared out of his mouth, and the mummy's head of the withered bone staff also opened its mouth wide and let out a piercing hiss.The lightning is dazzling and crackling. "Master Speaker, Berrick has admitted his betrayal. Please use the supreme power of the head of the council to deprive him of his seat in the council and then execute him to death!"

The Lord of Ashes had no expression on his skeleton face, only the undead flames in his eye sockets flickered on and off. He didn't say a word, and the bone scepter in his hand lightly tapped the ground at his feet, looking at the Lord of Misfortune. There seems to be some degree of skepticism in the proposal.

The voice of Prince Perik sounded again, with the fanaticism that can only be seen in martyred fanatics, "My Lord, this is not a betrayal! If the council finally decides to execute me, then I can only accept it." ...However, I would like to remind you brothers that this also means that the possibility of negotiation between the council and the griffin lord Liviston has been cut off."

The Lord of Misfortune turned his head and urged, "Sir Speaker, give an order." His upper and lower jaws tapped out a thirst for blood, "Let me execute the traitor, and then the whole army will attack Dirk City!"

However, the Lord of Ashes didn't reply right away, the undead flames were burning quietly in his eye sockets, and his gaze was always fixed on the face of the Vampire Prince, so that Prince Berik could even feel the pressure contained therein. "Prince Perik, if the corrupt lord Anliott is defeated, will the council... still have the qualifications to negotiate with the Griffin Lord?" When Kemia Krondo finally spoke, Prince Perik suddenly felt easy.

"Sir, of course I have the qualifications." Prince Perrick said in an unquestionable and decisive tone, "The Council now has what the Griffin Lord needs very much, more precisely, what the Scourge Knight needs ——Seven Secret Treasures of the Undead."

For the first time, Lord of Ashes, Kemia Krondo felt that the bone scepter in his hand was so heavy that he needed to use all his strength to prevent it from slipping out of his grasp. "So, the Death Moon Orb lost by the Lord of Bones... and the Eye of Blood Death that you keep are all in his pocket now?"

"That's right, Mr. Speaker, and not only the Death Moon Magic Orb and the Eye of Blood Death, but also the Armor of Obscuring Souls kept by Captain Upondra has also fallen into the hands of Mr. Curse World Black Sun." Berik The prince smiled apologetically, "Not long ago, when I arrived at the Scourge Knights with the order of the council, Captain Eupondra had already led the entire knights to submit to the Cursed Black Sun, so just staged such a It's a large-scale illusion show that is both illusory and real."

The Lord of Ashes fell into deep thought again, but this time Prince Perik didn't wait long, because accompanied by a low roar in the distance, the bone scepter in the Lord of Ashes' hands suddenly let out a series of hoarse and mournful screams, and then the surface burst open. There are countless cracked fine lines, and countless dark green smoke emerges from the fine lines, like slender fingers, convulsively rising to the sky.

"Lord Chancellor, your scepter..." The Lord of Misfortune blurted out in uncontrollable horror, and the other three liches also showed shaken expressions, but the Lord of Ashes seemed to relax a lot, and then held up the bone power in his hand rod, and slammed it heavily on the ground.

Shocks erupted in the room.This scepter is not only a symbol of the supreme power of the council, but also a legendary magic equipment with quite powerful magic power. However, this time, he was mercilessly thrown to the ground by the Lord of Ashes. With the ear-piercing sound of cracking, a burst of dazzling green sparks rose from the bone scepter, and then it turned into countless fragments and splashed everywhere, like a rain of bone needles. scattered.

"Sir Speaker, are you crazy?" the Lord of Misfortune said in amazement, "That is the bone scepter jointly created by the seven members of the first council of the dead, the symbol of the council's supreme power!"

"What symbol of supreme power?" The Lord of Ashes asked back in a cold tone, "Maybe this thing once had such a meaning, but in the hundreds of years after all the members of the first council disappeared, this thing was just the puppet chairman's It's just a symbol!" He stomped on the broken wreckage of the scepter with his foot still in his anger, his tone seemed to contain a little sadness of memories, and also seemed to contain some kind of joy of being freed from shackles. "Now that the last member of the first generation who created the Bone Scepter has fallen, the Council of the Dead can finally have a real leader and free will!"

It took the Lord of Misfortune nearly half a minute to comprehend the true meaning of the words of the Lord of Ashes, "Sir Speaker, you mean to say that the Lord of Corruption...His Majesty Anliot has already..." His voice choked and came out of nowhere The panic and joy in his heart became a mess, and it was firmly stuffed in the throat of the Lord of Misfortune, and the sound he squeezed out could hardly be heard clearly by himself.

"...has... fallen?"

The Ash Lord's eyes slowly swept over the remains of the bone scepter scattered all over the ground, and then turned to the direction of the crystal ball. As expected, he saw that the crystal ball was already in chaos—— No detection magic can withstand the aftermath of power emanating from legendary powerhouses fighting each other.

"It seems that this is true. The corrupt lord Anliot has fallen. Although it is not clear how much the Griffin Lord has paid, the winner of this war... will not be the abyss demon."

These words from the Lord of Ashes caused a satisfied smile to appear on the face of the court steward who was using the body of the vampire prince, and at the same time a heavy stone fell to the ground in his heart.He stuffed the small clay balls that he held tightly in his palm back into the hidden pocket of his dress, thankful that he had completed the mission without any risk, and recalling that he was about to regain the trust and attention of the regent. Can't suppress the happy expression.

"The next step is nothing more than bargaining, and this is what I'm best at." Bamilian thought proudly.

Seeing the sky in the distance flickering with flames and holy light, Flame Wheel Knight Wilps, the head of the first Griffin regiment, stood at the head of Deke City all the time, ordering the whole army to be on alert.The fierce battles over the past few days have left many deep or shallow scars on his fiery red armor. The blackened face, the beautiful beard that had been carefully groomed was tangled into a ball because of not combing for a long time, the face was deeply imprinted by exhaustion, and there was a thick blue-black around the eyes, only the sharp gaze like a falcon Still unchanged.

"Master Wilps, please order to attack." The young Grunwalm knight urged again, the right hand held on the hilt of the saber at his waist was even aching due to excessive force. "Look, look over there, Master Li Wei and the others are in a hard fight, and can we just waste time here?"

"Knight Grunwalm, please respect yourself!" The stern voice was accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps. Sir Haihua, nicknamed "The Robe of Death", appeared from the night wearing an iron blue armor. The eyes on the back flickered, "Your Excellency the Regent has clearly pointed out in the magic communication that the task of the first regiment of the Griffins is to defend Dirk City, rather than rushing to reinforce the battlefield. The battle there is not just mastered." Ordinary knights with vindictive seeds can participate!"

"Of course I know, Lord Haihua!" Grunwalm replied fiercely, "Maybe it won't do much if we go to reinforce, but at least it can attract part of the enemy's attention, which may give Levi The troops led by your lord create chances for victory. What's more, lord Wilpus already has the strength of a sword-wielding lord, and there are no fewer than ten people in the first regiment of Griffin who have the strength of a great knight. In any case, it is a force that cannot be underestimated. strength."

Sir Haihua's eyes flickered coldly, "If you rush forward like that, if you don't cooperate or plan, we will all die."

"Sir Howard, I'm not afraid of death, are you?" Grunwalm's tone could even be said to be very abrupt and rude. Sir Howard snorted angrily, and was about to refute, but Wilps But raised his right hand to stop him.

"Knight Grunwalm, everyone standing here is not afraid of death. We are members of the Griffin Knights, a strong shield to protect Arthur's subjects, and a sharp sword to defend the kingdom's territory. From the day we took over the military flag of the First Griffin Regiment, we swore to live and die together with His Excellency Levi Stern! So please don’t question Brother Haihua casually, understand?”

For a few seconds, Grunwalm was indignantly silent, but Wilps' oppressive gaze quickly made him bow his head. "Yes, Lord Wilps, I just... made a slip of the tongue." The young knight muttered in a low voice, "Sir Howard, please accept my apology."

"I accept it, and please forgive my attitude just now, Knight Grunwalm." Sir Howard nodded. "It's not that I don't want to support His Excellency the Prince Regent, but I'm considering the safety of Dirk City."

"The safety of Dirk City does not depend on whether we stick to it or not. If Lord Li Wei's army is defeated by the demons, how can Dirk City still be able to hold it?" It was a little more relaxed than before, but the meaning in the words was still as stubborn as a rock.

Sir Howard thought for a while, then shook his head with a wry smile, "You convinced me, Knight Glenn Worm." He turned to face Wilps, "My lord, I have to agree with Glenn Worm Of course, Dirk City is not as important as the Prince Regent's suggestion for the suggestion of the Worm Knight, so..."

Wilps frowned, should he give up the task of guarding Dirk City and dispatch the whole army to support Levi Stone?In fact, he was also hesitating in his heart.Although he firmly believes that the Griffin Lord will never lose to the demon, will it be a fierce battle with arduous efforts and heavy sacrifices?And as the person who swore allegiance to Levi Ston, how could he not abandon all concerns at this time and guard the Griffin Lord with the sharp sword in his hand?Just as Flaming Wheel Knight clenched his teeth and was about to give an order, a hoarse and strange shout suddenly came from the air.

"Quack, win, win, quack, celebrate, celebrate!"

The envoy with ominous black wings sent good news this time, and Wilps felt a surge of excitement, and immediately raised his left arm to the sky. At the same time, his whole body was ignited with fiery red battle energy, pointing out the landing target for the big crow.

In the dark night sky, a big crow with blood-colored eyes flew towards him like a sharp black arrow, and landed on Wilps' outstretched left arm. There was a tooth-piercing rubbing sound from the iron arm armor.Grunwalm and Sir Howard surrounded him almost at the same time, their eyes full of expectation and anxiety resting on the beak of the big crow at the same time.

"Tell me, Black Bird, do you have any more detailed news?" Grunwalm rushed to ask.In the end, the big crow gave him a contemptuous glance, "Doudou! Give it to Doudou!" The big crow raised its sharp beak and urged.

Wilps smiled wryly and took out a small cloth bag from his bosom. As a companion who had followed Liveston through the decaying swamp, he had a deep understanding of the greediness of these black-feathered messengers, so Also prepared as well as other sub-group leaders.

As soon as he untied the string that tied the mouth of the cloth bag, the big crow couldn't wait to jump over, put his head into the mouth of the bag, and when he retracted, he had already swallowed a mouthful of roasted peanuts, raising his head to swallow. "Two demons, demons. Kill them all, kill them all!" It announced proudly, then glared at Wilps with its little red eyes, "Peanuts are not good, we have to change them to hazelnuts!"

What made the big crow feel a little annoyed was that its request was submerged in the unanimous cheers of Wilps and others, and it was probably not heard. "Victory, victory, we won!" Cheers sounded from the top of the city, and then quickly spread into the city. The whole Dirk City was plunged into a sea of ​​joy, and countless lights were lit up in the streets and alleys. The people who planned to go out of the house one after another, raised their arms and cheered, and gave the most sincere praise to the Griffin Knights and the regent Levi Stone without hesitation.

Sir Howard was also delighted and excited by this great victory, but his nature was relatively calm, and he calmed down quickly. "My lord, it's not time to relax your vigilance. Be careful of the death throes of the deceased." He said loudly to Wilpus, causing the latter to regain his composure.

"Yes, it's not time to relax your vigilance. Knight Grunwalm, blow the horn and order the whole army to strengthen their vigilance. Don't let the army of undead accusing the dead take advantage of it... Barud, who is there?"

Following Wilps' stern voice, the fiery red, azure and blue-purple vindictive rays shone together, driving back the twilight that shrouded the city, and Sir Howard, Glenn Worm Knight, and Wilps suddenly separated. A sneaky figure was firmly surrounded in the middle.

(End of this chapter)