"Tell me …" Many could not help but admire Nairíos's move. He could not help but feel a sense of urgency!
Why did the Red Dragon Clan want to form an alliance with him?
If he only had the strength that he had shown in Nairíos's world, Many felt that forming an alliance with the Red Dragon Clan was a shameful thing. It was similar to marrying into the Red Dragon Clan's family. It felt like he was relying on someone else's charity to survive … It was a feeling that Many hated!
He lived his life on his own!
An unprecedented desire to improve his strength suddenly filled Many's mind. But he also understood that his strength had not been improved through hard work. The greatest credit came from Nairíos's dragon skeleton!
If he were to cultivate on his own, he might not even be able to break through to the Seventh Order by now. However, fate had allowed him to reach the peak of the Ninth Order, and he was only a step away from becoming a top-tier powerhouse. Yet, all of this was not enough to satisfy him.
Although he looked strong, the battle with Xia Wei made him realize that he was just an empty shell. He had strength, but he did not know how to use it. It was a very frustrating feeling. The role of a top-tier master on the battlefield was too important. The scene he had just witnessed had made Many understand a problem … There was a top-tier master in his territory who could look down on the entire Empire of Saint Reims. But it did not mean that he would be invincible when the enemies of the Abyss Race came!
"To be honest, I have two ways to help you achieve your wish."
Nairíos pointed at his body. He used his index finger instead of the thumb that ordinary people used. From this, one could see the cultivation of this Epic Dragon.
"The dragon skeleton … or in other words, my body is the fastest way for you to improve your strength."
Nairíos did not shy away from a problem that Many was unwilling to face. He had never dared to mention this to Nairíos. Perhaps it was because he felt that it was a little dishonorable, so he always avoided this question. "The other way is to go to my Dragon Territory."
"Dragon Territory?"
Many were stunned for a moment, as if they were unfamiliar with this term, but they soon understood what it meant.
"My home, the former home of the Black Dragon Race, the place that people once looked up to."
Nairíos used three short sentences in a row. The sorrow in his tone made many people turn their heads in surprise.
This was the first time he saw Nairíos's emotions, and he could not help but feel curious. In his eyes, Nairíos had already surpassed the scope of his understanding. In other words, those who had reached his level of strength were all "aliens" and not quite the same as normal people. But this scene made him feel that this experienced fellow actually had a "normal" side.
"Perhaps I can't explain our current relationship, but one thing I can be sure of is that the stronger and faster you become, the faster I will also … recover."
Nairíos leaned back in his chair and relaxed on the armchair. His eyes shifted away from Many and looked straight ahead. "Perhaps one day, I will reappear on this continent, or one day, I will disappear forever. All of this has become one of the most confusing variables."
Many listened to his whispers and felt that there were still many things that Nairíos had not told them — especially about the "prophecy"!
"The less you know, the better. You're right, but isn't waiting for death's arrival the most ridiculous behavior?
What's the difference between that and a pig waiting to be slaughtered? "
This was the first time that Nairíos spoke so much, especially the words that revealed his emotions. Many felt a little emotional after listening to him. He was just a small character, but countless coincidences allowed him to rise from an unknown mercenary to a level nine lord with more than 50,000 citizens and a powerful army. But many of these things were destroyed by the Abyss Race's army in an instant …
Would he be buried along with his territory at that moment?
Many felt his heart pounding. The feeling of knowing his own death made him very uncomfortable — it wasn't sorrow, but the helplessness of wanting to resist only to realize that everything was futile!
He had to believe that it was all true!
"What is your choice?"
"I want to know a fact." Many calmed his emotions and said softly, "Can these things change fate?"
"The flap of the butterfly's wings may cause a storm. I can tell you with certainty that as a butterfly, I have completed my mission. As for how big this storm will be, it's up to you."
Nairíos's gaze was as sharp as a blade, but his tone was as calm as the sea.
He had changed the trajectory of fate!
Many's eyes widened — he couldn't help but be shocked by this information, but he understood that he was currently in a strange state of mind and couldn't be rash in making a decision!
"Let me think about it."
"Clack."
The door opened, and Sylvia walked in with a tray in her hand. It seemed that she wanted to bring some drinks to Many. The weather was gradually getting hotter, but the glass of water in Sylvia's hand was covered in a layer of frost. It wasn't hard to see that Salia had helped as well.
"Nana?"
"Take a break."
Sylvia's eyes were lowered. When she entered the room, she inadvertently glanced at the armchairs opposite Many. In Many's eyes, Nairíos was still sitting there quietly, but Sylvia couldn't see the super champion sitting there at all. Ever since that day, Sylvia seemed to have returned to her usual self. She looked at Many with a stern smile, but the worry and regret in her eyes still made Many feel uncomfortable.
"Okay."
Many got up to take the glass of water that Nana handed over, gently pulled her, kissed Nana's lowered forehead, breathed in gently, and felt slightly relaxed in the somewhat enchanting fragrance of her hair. Sylvia stood quietly and closed her eyes slightly — she was savoring the rare peace and warmth. Perhaps these would be extravagant memories every second in the days to come.
For a few minutes, the two stood motionless. In the end, Nana gently opened her eyes and looked up to respond to Many's kisses, but quickly turned and left the room.
Nairíos quietly watched the scene in front of him without any reaction. After knowing that Sylvia had left, he didn't say anything again. Many's feelings were very complicated. The atmosphere in the study was very heavy, making Many feel a little depressed. He opened the window to get some fresh air, but the moment he stood up, he found that Nairíos had disappeared from where he was.
"I'll wait for your answer."
A faint voice flashed through Many's mind, and then there was no more.
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"Remember to shrink the formation!"
The sergeant gave orders to the soldiers in the distance, and from time to time, patrolled the front and back of the team.
This was an army of about ten thousand people. They set off from Silias and headed for the Khlim Forest — their destination was self-evident, the Sith Court in Klimt's territory.
Marquis Barton finally made a move.
This army looked extremely elite, with all kinds of soldiers, and most of them were engineers — this was prepared for a siege, and there were many craftsmen among them. Marquis Barton naturally knew how difficult it was to attack the Sith Court. Among the few dangerous cities in the Empire, Sith Court was ranked at the top. At the same time, this army was also equipped with a cavalry team of about five hundred people. Just this cavalry team alone had more than eight hundred logistical personnel. Carriages loaded with the armor and lances of the knights were currently moving in the army.
The weather had already entered the hottest days of the summer. The sun shone fiercely, and the soldiers were sweating profusely from the armor they were wearing. Lifting their arms to wipe their sweat was the most common sight on this journey.
The commander of the army was a general from the Southern Faction. At this moment, he was on horseback looking into the distance, thinking about the upcoming battle in the Sith Court with narrowed eyes. From time to time, he would take out a tactical map and look at it, calculating the geographical location and available resources around the Sith Court.
But the sound of a horn in the distance suddenly interrupted his thoughts. The general saw the soldier who delivered the order galloping towards him on a warhorse, and he immediately jumped down. Without even catching his breath, he reported loudly, "General!
The scouts sent out at noon are all missing!
The second batch of scouts for radiation reconnaissance has not returned yet!
There might be a situation ahead! "
"Be alert, cavalry, prepare for battle. Level two combat readiness!"
The general did not hesitate to give the order to the advisor next to him. But just as the two generals were conveying these orders to their subordinates, the horn suddenly sounded!
Sh * t!
Under such circumstances, it was easy to suffer heavy losses. Because it was a forest, the visibility was very poor. At this moment, although the battle formation had repeatedly emphasized the need to shrink, most of the soldiers gradually spread out due to the long journey, and the cavalry did not even put on their armor … Although the entire army repeatedly let the scouts continuously scout to avoid being ambushed, it seemed that they still encountered some unexpected situations!
To be honest, the Khrim Forest used to be the base camp of the undead, and the soldiers were originally afraid of this place. But Marquis Barton's statement left them no room to refuse. Although this marquis repeatedly promised that there would be no accidents in the Khrim Forest, basically no one believed his words.
"It's the undead!"
The infantries at the forefront maintained a state of combat readiness. They immediately stopped advancing, raised the shields in their hands, and formed a defensive formation on the narrow road. The archers raised their longbows, nocked arrows, and aimed at the front … There was a large army there. The swaying figures of the zombies and the rotten smell coming from afar made the soldiers tense up. Even the sounds of insects and birds in the surrounding forest had disappeared. Everything fell into a deathly silence … And the soldiers also found that the air in front of them carried a layer of white fog!
"Defend!
Stabilize the formation! "
"Archers, get ready to shoot!"
A series of orders were quickly conveyed, but all of them were drowned in the next moment by a loud bang.
"Boom!"
An indescribable sound suddenly spread throughout the forest. At this moment, the entire army that was stretched into a snake formation suddenly stopped moving!
The soldiers suddenly found that the ground under their feet had suddenly turned pitch-black, and then it was as if they had fallen into a huge swamp. They found that their bodies were sinking uncontrollably, and everything around them was sinking as well!
Warhorses, carriages, long-handled weapons in their hands, and even the trees in the vicinity were all sinking into the ground!
This situation left all the soldiers at a loss!
They tried their best to move their legs, but found that they were sinking faster and faster!
The black ground was like a ferocious beast that was eager to devour people. In an instant, all the soldiers and their commander were completely swallowed!
In less than a minute, the army of more than ten thousand people had completely disappeared from the ground!
There were five mages in this team, but only two of them reacted instantly and used Levitation to float in the air. At this moment, they looked at the scene in front of them and didn't know what to say!