"God-King Skovard!"

In the ancient temple of kings, the guardian of the temple, a majestic giant with a rocky body, shouted:

"Evildoers who drink evil powers! You don't deserve this holy trial, get out! ”

The 5-meter-tall rock giant roared, he raised his fist, the god-given body contained unimaginable power, in the ancient legend of the Viku people, this rock giant named Younas is a messenger of the gods, he can shatter a mountain with a single punch, and in the past countless years, many legendary Viku warriors have tried to defeat Younas to pass the power test set by Odin, but none of them have succeeded.

Now, a new challenger has emerged!

But he... But he is an out-and-out villain and a fanatic.

Dressed in dark green iron armor, the demon's inscription flowing with the power of evil energy, and the last remaining eyes of the tall Viku man shone with the flames of evil energy, he held a flaming war knife in his hand, and looked at the rock giant roaring at him with a disdainful gaze, his voice hoarse, as if he had drunk a deadly toxin and poisoned his throat.

"I'm a Viku! Old dazed bastard, which of Odin's admonitions tells you that a Veku can't take part in the trials he left behind? ”

"You've drunk evil power! You have fallen! ”

Younas stood in the hall of steel, blessed by Odin, the power of the Guardian of the Orthodox Titan shining behind him, and he rebuked like a judge:

"Your flesh is no longer pure! Your will is no longer noble! Your soul has fallen into the abyss... You are no longer the warrior that Odin longs for! You've tarnished those two words, now, get out! While you can still move, otherwise, I will personally "send" you out! ”

"So what?"

The god-king Skowald carried the flaming evil sword on his shoulder, he spat rudely and disdainfully at the sacred earth at his feet, he looked at the rock giant in front of him in front of him, and a cunning light shone in his eyes:

"I won all my strength on my own! I am the most powerful Viku in this fjord, and I am the God-King! Even Odin can't ignore my power, let alone you! You idiot! ”

"Enough!"

Younas didn't want to waste any more time with the villain in front of him, thousands of years ago, he accepted the will of Odin, the guardian of the Titans and the chief administrator of the Saints, to preside over the power trial of one of Odin's three trials in this temple of kings, and only the warriors who passed this trial were eligible to continue the next two trials.

Only warriors who have fully passed the three trials are eligible to travel to Valgard, Valhalla, where they will receive the Shield of Agrama, a supreme artifact of endless glory, from the supreme Odin, and represent Odin's glory to go to the Land of Shadows to defeat the rebellious Hela, the queen of Hades, and her legions of dead souls.

It's an ancient legend that has shrouded the land of Stormfjord for tens of thousands of years, but from the first day the legend was sung to the present, no one has been able to pass the three harsh trials...

And as the host of the power trial, the rock giant Younas was endowed with powerful divine powers by Odin, which no mortal could match.

However, at the moment when Younas, who became extremely angry because of Skowald's provocation, raised his fists and wanted to smash the scum in front of him full of evil energy into a meatloaf, Skowald secretly took out a blue stone war hammer from his backpack behind his back, and the moment Younas's fists smashed down, the God King laughed and raised the war hammer high.

"Idiot!"

"The earth is in my hands!"

"Bang"

The hammer of Kazgros, which was removed from internal control, burst out with the purest power of the earth at this moment, the sacred object used by the Titans to shape the world has irreversible control over all rocks and soil, and the body of the incomparably powerful Younas in front of him is also composed of rocks...

"Boom"

The cruel Skowald had no intention of keeping the presiding officer of this trial of power, he had no intention of sharing this glory with the others, he was going to kill Younas and make him the last and only victor of Odin's three trials.

"Die, die! Rubbish! ”

The dazzling blue light shone in the hands of the Evil God King, and the scream of the rock giant Younas was accompanied by the sound of the stone cracking and rippling in that light, and after ten seconds, the God King withdrew the holy hammer, and the rock giant who had tried to judge him had turned into a piece of rubble on the earth, and no one could see his original body anymore.

"Trials of power? Ha, I passed! ”

The brutal God-King held the hammer of Kazgros in front of him, and he looked at the powerful holy object, and his sparkling one-eyed eyes flashed with greed, but alas, it was lent to him by the cunning Dreadlord, and he had to return it after passing the test of strength, which somewhat upset Skowald.

But thinking that in the future he would inevitably hold the more powerful shield of Agrama, the god-king was relieved.

When he gets his hands on the legendary artifact shield that can make the wielder truly invincible, will he still obey the commands of the arrogant Dreadlords? No! Of course not!

"At that point, I'll let them know who's the master!"

With a low laugh, Skowald put the hammer back into his backpack, then bent down to remove a shard, glowing golden crystal from the remains of the rock giant Younas, and walked into the deepest part of the sacred temple of kings, where a strange mechanical device would be visible to any engineer with experience as a masterful engineering device.

But the God-King was just a rude Viku warrior, he didn't care what it meant behind it, he just put the golden shard into the black engineering instrument according to the legendary method, and the next moment, a ray of light shone on Skowald's body, and after the light disappeared, a strange spell appeared on the god-king's forehead.

It was the rune of Rune used by Odin, which represented the winner of the test of strength, and only with this rune could one be qualified to continue the next test of will and courage.

Once the different runes represented by the three trials have been gathered, the door to Valagar will be opened for this warrior.

Ten minutes later, the Hopeful God-King returned to his clan with a stone head, and he threw the rock-headed head at his berserkers who had drunk the evil powers, causing a burst of cheers, in which the victorious God-King returned to his hut, where an uninvited guest was already waiting for him.

"Huh"

The hammer of Kazgros was thrown to Tikdios, who was waiting there, and the God-King pointed to the spell on his forehead and said to the Dreadlord:

"The first trial is complete, my people are trapping the storm dragons, and soon, I will begin to challenge the second trial, in exchange for the lives of the storm dragons, I am sure that the dragon mother will be willing to give me some "help". ”

Odin's second trial of the will was presided over by the Storm Dragons of Stormfjord, who were blessed with the power of thunder and were Odin's family, and the Chief Administrator was rumored to have created the Storm Dragons to carry out his will.

"Excellent! The Council of Fear will always have your back, Skowald. ”

Tikdios put the blue glowing Holy Hammer into the space, it looked at the arrogant Viku people in front of it, and a trace of killing intent flashed in the heart of the Dreadlord, hehe, when this fool retrieves the shield of Agrama for the legion, this arrogant bastard will be worthless, and at that time, it will kill this guy with its own hands...

Because of the stupid arrogance with which he manifested himself before the eyes of the Council of Fear!

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While the operation against the "Shield of Agrama" in the stormfjord was going smoothly, on the ruins of Sulama not far away, fiery red maple leaves fell all over this weather-beaten land. The most magnificent city outside of Al Shara.

And it is worth mentioning that Ms. Mavi and his brother Garrod. The Song of Shadows was born in this city, the ancestral home of the Song of Shadows family, and it still exists in this city.

However, 10,000 years ago, when Queen Aishara's obsession with power led to a rampaging demon legion, the upper elves of this place already felt threatened, and before the threat of the earth and the sky collapsed, the leader of the city, the royal archmage of the Empress Aysara, Lady Elisander, in order to protect her city, had to activate an ancient artifact in that disaster, and used the power of ancient inheritance to protect her entire city.

And because of this early protection, the city survived the collapse of the explosion of the Well of Eternity.

In other words, the power of this ancient artifact can actually match the terrifying energy that shattered the entire world when the Well of Eternity exploded... This thing that sheltered the city of Sulama is not mortal, absolutely not!

Now, the Legion has secretly returned to this world, and this treasure that shelters the city of Sulama has naturally fallen into the covetousness of the Legion Demon.

In this ruined land close to the endless sea, and covered with fiery red maple leaves, from a distance, a semicircular purple shield was clasped on top of a magnificent elven city, and the shining purple arcane light seemed so bright and thrilling in the mist above the sea.

That's power, that's power...

"What are you thinking, Nightchildren!"

The true leader of the Dreadlord now, First Lord Casanatyr, stood impatiently outside the city shrouded in arcane magic, staring disdainfully at the elven swordsman in front of him who was armed with a unique magic blade, this guy was still wearing the ancient magic armor that was popular 10,000 years ago, which reminded Casanatire of the Burning Legion's invasion of this world 10,000 years ago.

"I have to say, it's been 10,000 years, but your taste is still so bad!"

The Dreadlord said in a cold voice:

"What did your woman leader say?"

The chief swordsman of the archmage Elisandr, the martial arts master who is famous in the entire city of Sulama, Max Milan, looked at the Dreadlord in front of him, in the ancient war 10,000 years ago, he had seen such a powerful demon on the battlefield more than once, and he still had fear of the war 10,000 years ago, which was a war that almost destroyed the world.

In the face of Casanatyr's questioning, Max Milan swallowed, and the noble swordsman hesitated for a moment, and then said to the Dreadlord:

"What you want is the lifeblood of Sulama... The Archmage has to be cautious, handing over the Eye of Amansur to you is simple, but what about this city, and its people? ”

"That's your business! Bugger! ”

Behind Casanatyr, Valimassas snorted coldly:

"Hand over the Eye of Almansur or die! It may take months for the Legion to conquer the entire world, but destroying the city in one night is enough! ”

"Then we will choose to resist to the end! Demon! ”

Max Milan was a little afraid in his heart, but he was even more afraid of Elisander, the great mage who had ruled Surama by power for 10,000 years, this magic swordsman pretended to pull out the magic sword with both blades behind his back, and the elite magic swordsmen behind him drew their weapons in unison, and put on a jade burning posture.

And just at the moment when the conflict was about to erupt, Casanatire suddenly stretched out his hand to stop the continued threat of Varimathas, the cunning First Lord squinted, it seemed to smell the fear in the heart of the demon swordsman in front of him, and it whispered:

"Why is it so serious? Ladies and gentlemen... We're here to talk business... But I don't think you can be the master, poor little friend, you see, I personally still want to settle this matter by peaceful means, why don't we follow you back to meet your archmage... Of course we won't let the people of this city die... We're not crazy. ”

The First Lord's eyes narrowed, and it soothed the demon swordsman in front of him in a gentle tone, of course, with a hint of the power of a low spiritual suggestion:

"I'm confident that I'll come to a really good deal with Ms. Elisand, an agreement that will be mutually satisfying..."

"Let your people open the door, Demon Swordsman!"

"Open the doors and welcome guests from the Legion... Surama will be born again, and we will help you! Trust me, you'll understand... I am friendly and I come with true salvation! ”

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