Huh? Are they all real?...

This is something that could absolutely excite a man beyond measure.

Little Accardo, and even his personal guards, were all parched.

They felt a burning flame within their chests, an urge to be released.

The king's command is the only channel.

So Alucard placed his hand seriously on his chest and said:

"I will definitely live up to your trust!"

"Then please!"

Accardo Jr. left with his guards.

He must return to the Arcado family's stronghold to stop all malice.

And as they left.

Moen took out his Sequence 7 potion from his pocket.

Six grams of Rosetta's serpent tears from the depths of the New World, six grams of Efar lizard scales hidden atop the Eldon Mountains, and six grams of immortal ice that can only be found in the deep ocean.

And 66 grams of either Silver Light Spring or Pure Living Wine.

Together, they make up Moen's Sequence 7 potion.

But most importantly, the songs of the elves are also needed.

Moen opened the potion bottle and watched quietly as the seal disappeared, and the potion began to mix and take effect.

When the medicine turns completely bright red.

Moen crushed the gem from Rose Lorian.

Regardless, this transcends time.

And now, it has also transcended space.

Beneath the glorious sacred tree.

In the old royal palace, which still has not been reopened, Rose Lorian, who was buried in countless intelligence reports, looked up in a daze.

She heard singing, her own singing.

But when did I sing? And for whom did I sing?

The bewildered goddess left the palace.

Amidst the rustling of the sacred tree, the goddess listened intently to the melodious song.

This is a love poem by Shakespeare, and it is also a love that was finally delivered to the goddess's hands because of a long-awaited accident.

When you are by my side, even the night turns into a refreshing morning.

I do not desire any other partner in this world but you.

Besides you, my imagination can no longer conjure up a single image that I can love.

For whom do I sing? I sing for you!

Amidst the watchful gaze of the sacred tree and the goddess's perplexity.

A gem representing the tears of the gods gently fell from the sky.

The moment the tears of the gods fell to the ground, the king, who belonged to the goddess yet also did not belong to the goddess, finally returned to the earth.

Chapter 220 The Road to Kingship (3k)

Moen's new path to Sequence 7 ability is similar to Moen's yesterday's reappearance in Sequence 10.

That is, one can reclaim the power associated with a place that has a close past connection to oneself.

It was retrieved from three different locations on three separate occasions.

The number of attempts is much more generous than yesterday, when there was only one attempt in sequence ten.

However, compared to the unconditional retrieval in Sequence 10, there are additional location restrictions.

But there are just too many places related to Moen.

For example, here, in the Bathory family's castle.

Moen has the power to reclaim his two identities.

One is from the ancient Second Age, who, in his quest for the Holy Grail, once severed the finger of the first Grand Duke of Bathory here, but that is not the power that should be reclaimed now.

Therefore, what Moen has now retrieved is naturally the power of the Moon King.

Vlad Zebes Tagura, the elegant Moon King wielding a long spear.

The only regret was that his spear was no longer in his hand, and his armor was completely shattered.

The armor of the Bathory family guards was undoubtedly of the highest quality, but it was clearly no match for the power of the Supreme Being.

So Moen is now almost shirtless.

After shaking his head and chuckling a few times as he looked at his attire, Moen strode towards the main city of the Bathory family.

Above Moen's head, countless pure white lights, though barely perceptible, truly enveloped the entire sky.

While indulging in her own actions, Aurora concealed everything from the beginning.

She didn't want more people to know about everything here.

Especially other goddesses.

She wanted to end the enormous upheaval she had caused in a quiet yet powerful way.

Moen didn't care at all.

It would be more accurate to say that Moen was somewhat grateful to Aurora.

If he hadn't discovered her secret, even after sending Ms. Lily away, Moen wouldn't have dared to crush that emerald in this place.

In a flawed history, Aurora nearly destroyed everything, and now she's helping to fix it all.

Moen's smile became increasingly undisguised.

And in front of Moen.

The Bathory family's guards and courtiers were almost everywhere, both in the sky and on the ground.

The moment Moen appeared.

They all raised their weapons at Moen.

Having reattached his tongue, Tos stared at Moen, who had come before him, with a ferocious expression.

"You actually dare to come back?!"

Moen didn't stop, but asked curiously:

"You actually dare to show your face?!"

That one sentence made Tos laugh even more distortedly.

Does this guy really think he's something?

He's just an earl from a remote area. It's one thing to rely on his father, but what can he use to fight me here?

I brought my entire team with me!

"You madman, break his limbs! I want him alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tos's pupils shrank rapidly in fear and incomprehension.

The spurting blood almost filled his vision.

The Bathory family's proud soldiers, their well-trained courtiers.

They died instantly, all of them pierced through the body by spears and lifted high off the ground.

He didn't even know what had happened.

"how?!"

"What the hell did you do?!"

Tos's arrogance has completely vanished.

He collapsed in a daze amidst the blood-soaked jungle, staring blankly at the incomprehensible being before him.

"It seems that not only do those nobles dislike you, but even your father really dislikes you, to the point that you don't even know the things you should know most."

puff.

The spear that shot from the ground pierced through Tos's body almost without any resistance.

Seeing that Toth still looked completely bewildered, Moen didn't bother to explain further.

The soldiers and courtiers naturally had no idea who they were.

That would greatly shake their will to fight.

If even the eldest son of the Bathory family, Kotos, didn't know, then it can only mean that his behavior at the banquet made everyone think he should die.

Above Moen's head, the continuous bursts of fire from the giant cannons illuminated almost the entire sky, turning the still-night sky into daylight.

The Arcado family's fortress has already engaged the Skyfleet fleet.

Even the Bathory family's fortress trembled violently, a tremor that Moen could feel.

After glancing at her briefly, Moen looked away and continued walking forward.

And at the gates of the Bathory family's main city.

The main city gates, which should have been tightly closed, had already been opened.

Duke Accardo, covered in blood, knelt on one knee before the gate.

Beside him were the heads of the last three demigods of the Bathory family.

“You are much more courageous than your son.”

Although Alucard was prepared to risk his life, he still wanted to preserve his family line as much as possible, so he approached his father beforehand and asked him to extricate himself from the situation.

Faced with his son's request, Grand Duke Accardo obviously did not drink the poison that had knocked him unconscious, but instead chose to shelter his son in the most dangerous main city.

Everything that has happened now is the best proof.

Upon hearing the king's praise, Grand Duke Arcado hurriedly bowed his head and said:

"It is what I should do, Your Majesty!"

As he passed by Alucard, Moen said to him:

“Go, little Alucard and your family will definitely need you.”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Accardo breathed a sigh of relief.

The son's choice was naturally correct, but for a supreme being, it was either absolute loyalty or absolute disloyalty!

Moen continued forward, while Grand Duke Arcado left the moment Moen stepped into the castle.

Accardo's fortress definitely needs him more.

The once bustling banquet hall was now empty except for two people.

They are two of the eight dukes.

I heard footsteps outside.

They remained seated in their chairs, speaking casually:

"I have fought for many years in my life and I have encountered many enemies, some stronger than me and some weaker than me, and there are countless of them."

"But I've survived to this day, and I'm still alive and well."

The Grand Duke, seated on the left, drew his sword from beside him. It was not a decorative ceremonial sword, but a genuine murder weapon, forged from the dragon bones he had personally slain in his quest for promotion.

He also placed an extremely vicious curse on it, which could easily pierce the scales and inflict a terrifying poison even on powerful dragons.

He held his sword horizontally in front of him, pointing it directly at the doorway, and said: