A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The noise of the altar's collapse was so loud that almost at the same moment it happened, everyone in the valley could hear the roar that was almost like a mountain collapsing.

After completing his mission, Keyhos had just arrived at the altar to join the crowd. Before he could speak, he felt the earth shaking, which made the horse under him neigh.

He tightened the reins hard, controlled the mount, and turned his head to look in the direction of the loud noise.

In the center of the valley, a large piece of flat land surrounded by stone houses suddenly opened a large gap, and it quickly collapsed in all directions.

The flame fence that was originally lit in the black ditch around the altar was in pieces in an instant, and a large section was broken.

And the altar surrounded by flame fences completely collapsed into the gap.

The aftershocks were still there, and broken stones on the edge of the collapsed altar were falling into the huge gap. The bluestone slabs on the edge were still cracking toward the outer edge.

But in this dangerous situation, the knights on the edge of the altar rushed over one by one regardless of the danger, climbed down from the broken edge, and at the same time nervously shouted something below.

what happened?

Kayhos was confused for a moment, and the next second, his heart was shocked.

Could it be——

He suddenly turned his horse's head and galloped to the edge of the collapsed altar.

There were broken stones in front of them, making it impossible to ride in. Caijos dismounted and ran over quickly.

At this time, a middle-aged knight hurriedly ran towards him.

When he saw this person, Kaihos felt his heart tighten even more.

The person who came was a knight captain among the elite knights brought from the palace. He should stay by Garlan's side every step of the way.

"Where is your Majesty?"

With a faint hope, Caihos asked eagerly.

"His Majesty was on the altar just now and was unable to leave when the altar collapsed."

The altar collapsed so unexpectedly that it happened almost instantly, leaving no one with time to react or rescue.

The knight commander bent over and knelt in front of Caihos, his eyes filled with annoyance and deep self-blame.

He clenched his fists.

When he thought that he had failed to fulfill his duty to protect His Majesty, he wanted to commit suicide to apologize - but now, he must remain useful and find His Majesty!

Kayhos's mind buzzed and went blank for a moment.

"Where is Lord Heimos?!"

His eyes swept over the collapsed pit in front of him, which had been completely covered by countless rubbles, and he gritted his teeth and asked.

How could I let His Majesty encounter such danger when I have been by His Majesty's side all the time——?

"Lord Heimos also fell down."

The Knight Commander replied hoarsely.

Kaihos was startled for a moment, and then immediately came to his senses, taking a deep breath.

"Immediately send an emergency summons, call everyone to rush here immediately, and clear the passage as quickly as possible."

Bursting rage surged in Caihos's eyes.

He stood on the collapsed rubble, looking murderous.

"Also, pass my order. Except for a few useful guys, all the cult believers here will be dealt with directly on the spot."

The Knight of the Burning Sun said, with a cold tone and a sinister look on his face, which made people shudder.

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Snap.

Snap, snap.

Tiny gravel rolled down from the pile of rocks, making a subtle crashing sound.

It's just that this place is too quiet, so this tiny sound seems extremely clear.

The body with almost half of its body buried in the rubble had been lying on the ground for a long time, motionless until the small stone rolled down and made a slight movement, which woke it up.

The dusty eyelashes moved slightly, and then slowly lifted up.

The color of pure gold shines through.

After Garlan blinked several times in confusion, he gradually came to his senses and sat up with his hands propped up.

Fortunately, although half of his body was buried, it was covered with small gravel and soil, so he was not crushed by the heavy rocks.

His hair was covered with dust and turned gray. In this dark environment, the original bright golden luster could hardly be seen.

The clothes on his body also became tattered during the fall. As soon as he sat up, he felt pain in his body.

Looking down, he saw many scars on his arms, legs, and body. Although they were only superficial scratches and bruises and not serious, there were constant stinging sensations.

Looking away from the pile of rubble around him, Garlan stood up with his hands on the ground while looking around.

He raised his head and looked up. It was pitch black wherever he could see, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He could only roughly judge that he fell from above together with the broken stone slabs of these altars, and the place where he was now seemed to be a small stone house. There were stone doors on both sides of the front and front, leading to different places. direction.

Although it is very old, judging from the architectural layout of this stone house, this place should be a side house at the corner of a palace.

In other words... this is a palace hidden underground?

As Garlan stood up, the dust on his body and hair fell down, causing him to choke and sneeze several times.

The light underground was really dim, and he couldn't see his face. He didn't know that his face was now gray and black, and dirty. Coupled with the tattered clothes and scratches on his body, he looked quite ugly. Embarrassed.

After confirming that Heimos was not here, Garlan reached for his waist.

When he touched the cold hilt of the sword hanging firmly on his belt, he felt a little more at ease.

At least the weapons are still there.

With this in mind, he thought for a while, cut off a piece of his hair, and threw it in front of two stone doors. Finally, he chose a stone door with a faint breeze blowing, and stepped in.

Behind the stone door is a stone corridor. As soon as you enter, the light becomes dimmer and you can only vaguely see the situation a few meters in front of you.

The entire corridor was empty. He was walking here alone, and he could only hear his own footsteps echoing in the stone corridor.

Being alone in such a narrow and claustrophobic place made Garlan feel very uncomfortable.

We have to find Heimos quickly.

he thinks.

Although this corridor was quite old, the stone slabs under his feet were fairly flat, so Garlan accelerated his pace.

He and Heimos fell from above together, and somehow, they ended up in different places.

In this situation, it would be better for him to join Heimos as soon as possible.

Moreover, after falling from such a high place, he was lucky to be fine, but he was a little worried and didn't know if Heimos was injured.

The stone corridor is very long. He has been walking for a while and still has not seen the end. Moreover, the corridor has several turns and forks in the middle. From this, it can be judged that the entire underground stone palace must be extremely huge.

Garlan always chose the path where he could feel a little breeze and continued walking. As he walked, he wondered how many years this huge stone temple had been underground.

I don't know how long I walked like this, but suddenly there was a sound coming from the front, which seemed to be from the upper side.

The feeling of walking alone in silence is really uncomfortable. The dark stone corridor seems to be endless, giving people the illusion that they will wander here forever and never return to the human world.

When he heard the noise, Garlan felt relieved and couldn't help but let out a breath.

He ran forward quickly, and there was another fork ahead, with two stone steps extending up and down.

Naturally, Garlan ran up there without hesitation and reached the end of the stone steps. He looked up and saw a wooden door above his head with a lock on it.

It's just that over time, most of the wooden door has rotted away, and there are gaps between the wooden boards.

He drew his sword and struck hard, splitting the wooden door open.

The accumulated dust and sawdust fell on his head, adding another layer of gray dust to his already dusty body.

Garlan was choked and coughed a few times, and then quickly climbed up from the wooden door above his head that was split open by him.

Climbing out, he came to a spacious side hall.

Unlike the dusty dilapidated corridors and stone houses below, this place is much cleaner and tidier. Burning oil lamps are hung on the walls, and it is obvious that there are people here all the time.

Garlan vaguely guessed that what he just fell into was the bottom floor of this huge stone palace, because he had been walking up the corridor and now reached the middle floor of the stone palace.

Just as he was looking around, the sound he heard in the underground stone corridor sounded again, not far ahead.

He ran forward quickly.

Rounding the corner of the stone wall, Garlan saw the source of the noise at a glance.

I saw a thin child being pinned to the ground by a man in a black and blue short robe.

The noise Garlan heard just now was caused by the little boy's escape.

The child's slender limbs were waving and struggling desperately. Even though he knew it was futile, he still punched and kicked the man who was holding him down. His movements were so crazy that he looked like a dog that was caught by a hunter and was desperate and desperate. A struggling young beast.

Although that little strength couldn't hurt him at all, the man was impatient with the little boy's struggle and simply slapped him.

There was a snap.

The man's slap was so hard that the child's head was buzzing from the slap, his eyes turned gray, and he lay motionless on the ground.

The believer of the All Things Cult snorted coldly and picked up the child with one hand.

At this time, another believer also chased after him. Seeing this scene, he felt relieved.

"He actually escaped when we were short of manpower. This little brat is quite clever."

He complained as he walked towards his companion.

The superiors ordered them to evacuate urgently. He took the kid out of the prison and took him to transfer. Without paying attention, the cunning kid took the opportunity to escape.

The man carrying the child said coldly: "You know we don't have enough manpower, so keep an eye on it. It's a mess up there. We need to retreat quickly."

As he spoke, he handed the child in his hand to his companion.

The child who was being carried raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at the man walking towards him, reaching out to grab his hand.

There was deep-seated hatred on his face, and his eyes were full of evil as he stared at the other person.

Seeing that he was being handed over to the other party like a piece of cargo.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared in front of his eyes.

The silver-white sword tip penetrated the chest of the man who had already stretched out his hand and was about to grab him.

The cold light from the sharp sword tip reflected in the child's eyes, seeming to dispel the darkness in his eyes.

The child opened his eyes wide and looked at the strong man who couldn't resist even though he tried his best. At this time, he didn't even have a chance to struggle, and just fell straight down.

As the man fell to the side, a young man with dust on his face appeared in front of him.

The blood-stained sword edge in the young man's hand reflected a glimmer of light in the child's eyes.

The bright sword tip is reflected in the child's dilated dark blue pupils, from far to near.

past his ear.

He could even feel the chill emanating from the sharp sword blade as it brushed against his cheek.

A sword thrust down.

He heard the sound of the iron blade sinking into flesh from behind, and a scream before death.

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In the dark ruins of the Flowing Water Pavilion, Heimos stood there.

After placing his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, he didn't move again.

But his breathing has gradually slowed down, breathing out rhythmically, and his shoulders, arms, and even the muscles all over his body have slowly contracted, tightened, and bulged slightly without leaving any trace.

The invisible pressure spread out from his body little by little, carrying some kind of shocking force.

It was the posture of a beast ready to fight.

He can explode with terrifying lethality anytime, anywhere in the next second.

Regarding the strange sound surrounding this place and facing the unknown enemy, Heimos has raised his perception and vigilance to the extreme, and accumulated all his strength.

He stood there expressionlessly, lowering his eyes slightly, looking very calm.

"The Cult of All Things?"

he asked coldly.

There was silence for a while, except for his rhythmic breathing and the splashing of water, there was no other sound.

The other party seems to have left.

But Heimos did not relax at all, still scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.

Because he could clearly feel that someone seemed to be watching him in the darkness, and a cold breath faintly seeped out from the falling water and wrapped around him.

"……I see."

After a long time, that strange hoarse voice finally sounded again.

"You...have the aura of my god..."

"I see……"

"The person chosen by my god... After a long period of time, under the guidance of the great Mother Goddess of All Things, you have once again returned to God's presence..."

"The gods guide your return."

With a swish sound, a sharp light passed through the darkness.

The sword was so fast that the falling water broke for a moment.

Heimos, who was standing calmly and indifferently, raised his head, his golden-red eyes showing deep anger from the flying black hair.

There was even a ferocious look on his face.

It was like a monster that had its chains cut off and returned to its true nature, suddenly becoming violent.

He raised his hand and swung the sword that had just slashed at the flowing water, shaking off all the water droplets rolling on the blade.

Heimos had a sullen face and walked up the stone steps without saying a word.

Then, without looking back, he walked into the dark stone cave on the attic that led to nowhere.

When he entered the cave, the faint light from the ruins left behind him shone on him.

On his lower back, his clothes were torn when he fell.

On the brown skin exposed from the torn clothes, a faint mark about the size of a thumb could be seen, which had almost faded over time.

In the light red circle, the runes of the water of life and the runes symbolizing destruction and war are intertwined in a reverse shape.

——The rune symbolizing the religion of all things.

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