Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master Chapter 1376: The Chiyan Tyrant
The celebration continued until the evening, and the clouds on the horizon were also plated with gold by the setting sun. It seemed that everything went smoothly. However, Lin Li standing on the viewing platform felt that the surrounding atmosphere did not seem to be very festive. Many people, including Bradlow, had no joy on their faces, but they were full of inexplicable worry anyway.
This makes Lin Li a little weird. Isn't this the most important day of Jindu Kingdom now? Why Bradlow and others have such expressions instead, are they dissatisfied with this celebration?
At this time, Lin Li saw Grand Duke Vidi not far away, so he lowered his voice and called the other person over, saying: "Grand Duke Vidi, how do I feel, you don’t seem to be very happy. If you don’t want to do it This celebration of the founding of the nation, is there someone who will force you to fail."
The Kingdom of Jindo is engaged in a celebration of national establishment with great fanfare, and big figures of all forces are invited to watch the ceremony. Now that the celebration is halfway through, the people in the Jindu Kingdom have become unhappy. Why bother to engage in this celebration in the first place.
"President Ferre must not be misunderstood." Upon hearing Lin Li's question, Grand Duke Vidi also felt that his performance here was not appropriate, so he smiled bitterly: "In fact, we don't I know if I should worry about it. After all, this is a legend that has been circulating for many years."
"What legend?" Lin Chan couldn't help being a little curious, what kind of legend was it that made the people of Jindu Kingdom unable to celebrate in such a day?
Grand Duke Vidi shook his head, and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "I don’t know the specifics, but it is said that the ancestors once predicted that there will be a huge disaster during the celebration of this year. It is coming. But what disaster is, we have no way to verify now, we can only stay on guard."
It seems that after listening to Grand Duke Vidi’s explanation, as the celebration progressed, Lin Li seemed to vaguely smell the smell of sulfur in the air. If it is already night, with the fireworks set off at the celebrations, there will be a smell of sulfur, but isn’t it still not set off yet?
Gradually, Lin Li felt that the smell of sulfur became stronger and stronger. It was already certain that this was not his own illusion. Where does the smell of sulfur come from? According to his common sense, it seems that only when a certain type of dragon or abyssal demon appears, it will be accompanied by a strong smell of sulfur, but there are no dragons or demons here!
Soon, the people on the viewing platform seemed to smell the sulphur smell, and the faces of everyone in the Jindu Kingdom became more and more ugly. At this time, Bradlow said a few words to the people next to him, and then the celebrations in the square seemed to have been ordered, and the performance ended hastily.
Under the arrangement of the army, people from all over the place quickly left the square, which quickly made the whole square empty. The troops that originally participated in the event also discarded their ceremonial guards at this time, set up their positions on the square, and were ready to fight at any time.
Those who don’t know the truth still don’t know what happened, they just think it’s probably part of the celebration. It has always been in the celebration of the establishment of the nation to show the military power of the Jindo Kingdom to the guests who came to the ceremony, and now it is no surprise that the Jindo Kingdom’s army is in a stand-out posture.
"Connorris, do you feel it?" Lin Li turned his head and looked to the side. As Connorris, he must be very familiar with the Abyss Demon, but he didn't know whether the smell of sulfur came from the dragon or the abyss. demon.
Connorris' expression also became a bit solemn at this time, and he said hesitantly: "This breath seems to have the smell of abyss, which really makes me feel a little familiar."
And at this moment, the earth suddenly began to vibrate violently, and the flat ground paved with lapis lazuli was also twisted and squeezed into the cracks. Especially in the center of the square, a huge protrusion appeared on the ground, and it was trembling like a life.
This sudden change made the celebration scene suddenly become chaotic. The armies that were standing in the square, were in the violent shaking and couldn't even stand firmly. Fortunately, those non-governmental teams have already withdrawn to the periphery of the square, otherwise the scene will be even more chaotic.
With the abnormal appearance of Hopra Square, the smell of sulfur in the air has become more and more intense. At the same time, thick dark clouds gathered in the sky in a blink of an eye, tumbling and accumulating as if they were about to press on top of a person's head. Among the dark clouds, countless blood-colored lightning flashes jumped and leaped, and the sound of the thunder sounded with the sound of ghost crying, making this space become like a hell.
The huge protrusion in the middle of the square was like a small hill when it was arched up, and the lapis lazuli slabs of great value were scattered and collapsed, but then fell back as if exhausted. The shocking force produced by this fall, ripples spread to the surroundings, as if the ground of this square became the sea in the wind and waves.
Finally, it seems that enough power has been accumulated, the protrusion in the center of the square suddenly erupted, until the top seemed to break through an opening, and then a large amount of hot magma sprayed into the sky. For a while, the sky and the ground were all red with magma, and heavy smoke and dust also enveloped this space.
The magma sprayed high in the sky, scattered in all directions, like a meteor shower. Jindu Kingdom's army did not play a role at all at this time, but was burned into chaos by the rain of fire. There were lit human-shaped torches everywhere, screaming and rolling on the ground, or running in all directions. I don't know how many soldiers died in the rain.
And between the flames and black fog, a tall figure is slowly rising from the crater, not being affected by the hot lava. His body was wrapped with a hotter and more dazzling fire, and even the hot magma looked much dim.
With the appearance of this figure, a huge breath that trembles the soul swept the entire space in an instant. The fighters of the Jindu Kingdom, faced with this terrifying aura, no longer had a trace of courage in their hearts, and desperately fled to the outside of the square, only hating their parents for not giving themselves a pair of legs.
Seeing such a scene, everyone on the viewing platform also became extremely ugly. Naturally, the Jindu Kingdom was because of the disaster, while the representatives of other forces were somewhat dissatisfied with the Jindu Kingdom's practices. In their view, the Kingdom of Jindu's celebration of the establishment of the country seems to have long been thinking about pulling himself and others to prevent disasters.
"It's true, the prophecy is true!" Bradlow looked at the center of the square, his face turned pale, and his lips murmured with trembling.
And Bradlow, the important royal family members and ministers, all face panic and despair. Obviously, these people are also more or less, have heard of the so-called prophecy about this change.
"Your Majesty Bradlow, I don't know what you mean by the prophecy?" The Maharaja Heigl of the Octopus asked Bradlow with a bad expression. Originally, they had a feeling of being blocked for others to prevent disasters. Hearing what Bradlow said about the predictions, the feeling in their hearts became even stronger.
Bradlow came back to his senses, just looking at the faces of the representatives of those forces, I knew that they might have misunderstood. Of course, strictly speaking, it can't be completely misunderstood. The Jindu Kingdom invited representatives of these various forces to observe the ceremony, and it is indeed a little precautionary.
But frankly, everything is obviously impossible. If Bradlow really said that he had that meaning, I'm afraid the representatives of these forces will immediately leave without looking back. In that case, it is really hard to say whether the Jindu Kingdom alone can survive the predicted disaster.
Therefore, Bradlow can only be a strong spirit.' Said to the representatives of various forces: "I'm really sorry, in fact, we didn't believe in this very old prophecy. Otherwise, we I would rather change the date of the founding celebration than let everyone accompany us through this disaster."
Regardless of whether it is true or not, Bradlow’s explanation still played a little role, making the suspicion in everyone’s eyes fade a little. After all, people like them have also participated in the Jindu Kingdom’s founding celebration more than once, and this time is actually not much different from usual.
Although it can be seen that the Kingdom of Jindu did some preparatory work during this celebration, but that preparation did not play much role in the face of this disaster. On the contrary, it made the Kingdom of Jindu more. Greater loss. Those fighters are all elites of the Jindu Kingdom. Although they seem vulnerable to this disaster, they are also very powerful forces to be placed on the battlefield.
After explaining, Bradlow saw that everyone’s expressions eased a little, and he quickly said to Lord Hagel: “March Hagel, I don’t know if Master Ferre’s magicweave scroll is with him. In fact, please be able to help our country through this crisis!"
The Tarzan magic pattern scroll was sold by the Octopus tribe at a record high price, and it was even more powerful than a **** when it suppressed the mad whale Rab. Therefore, Bradlow immediately thought of this, as if he had caught the straw, hoping that Maharaja Hagel could take action.
However, in response to Bradlow’s request, Heigl shook his head with a wry smile, and said regretfully: "Your Majesty Bradlow, if you said that there was such a thing, I might be able to Bring that magicweave scroll. But, apart from you, who knows that this kind of thing will happen at this celebration ceremony.
The magic pattern scroll was left for the elders of the clan to study and research when I was in the Hui clan two days ago. "
Haigel is also telling the truth. The Tarzan magic pattern scroll cost hundreds of millions of gold coins from the Octopus tribe. Even as the prince of the Octopus tribe, it is impossible to carry such expensive things with you all day long. With. What's more, for the Octopus tribe, the importance of the Tarzan Mageweave Scroll lies more in the value of research and learning, who will run around with nothing.
Hearing Hegel's answer, Bradlow and the senior officials of the Jindu Kingdom suddenly became ashamed. Who made them half believe in the prophecy and did not make adequate preparations for the prophecy early, otherwise it would be better to borrow the magicweave scroll from Heigl earlier.
Seeing the expressions of Bradlow and others, although Hegel was dissatisfied with their concealment, he was somewhat sympathetic, so he then reminded: "Your Majesty Bradlow, although I did not carry the Tarzan Mageweave Scroll , But don’t forget, the author of Tarzan’s Mageweave Scroll is still there!"
Bradlow and others were also a little flustered by this prophecy. For a while, I didn't expect that Lin Li, the author of the Tarzan Mageweave Scroll, would be on the viewing platform with himself and others. After being reminded, Bradlow didn't bother to thank Hegel, and quickly led everyone to Lin Li.
At this time, Lin Li and Conneris were standing on the viewing platform, watching the changes in the center of the square. As the tall figure stood out from the crater, the terrifying aura swept all over, Connorris's face suddenly turned pale, and even his body was trembling slightly.
Feeling the change of Connorris, Lin Li couldn't help but frowned slightly, and asked: "Connorris, it seems this guy~IndoMTL.com~you should be no stranger."
Connorris also came back to his senses at this time, glanced at the center of the square with lingering fear, and said in a difficult tone: "Ferre, it seems that the Kingdom of Jindu is going to be in big trouble this time. We should leave early. Good here."
Connorris has not been timid even when facing the sanctuary powerhouse since he got the perfect body. But at this time, his first thought was to escape. It can be seen that the guy who came out of the volcano did have a big background.
"Who is that?" Lin Li asked strangely.
"Red Flame Tyrant Mosali, the ninety-nineth floor of the abyss, the true ancient demon god, the creator of the endless abyss, the ancestor of all demons!" Connorris spoke of the figure in a trembling tone Identity, there is even more fear in his eyes.
The legendary endless abyss is a world that is completely demonic created by the joint efforts of the eighty-one ancient demon gods tens of thousands of years ago. Connorris was one of the eighty-one ancient demon gods, the demon **** who mastered conspiracy and deceit. There is also the tyrant Barak, who was killed by the high lord Osrik and used the magic crystal at the core of the eternal furnace, and is also one of the eighty-one ancient demon gods.
However, Connorris and the others, who said they were the ancient demon gods, did not really ascend to the gods. Strictly speaking, they were only the ancient demon. The only one who truly possesses the power of the god-level realm is the boss of the eighty-one ancient demon gods, the red flame tyrant Mosali who is known as the son of the ancestor demon. (To be continued [this text is provided by the Breaking Dawn Update Team@凡丶乐]. If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤first issue◢to vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)