After Becoming The Tyrant

In the city of Jolin, Earl Warry was in the room on the tower. He looked at the glorious battlefield and put his hand on the badge of the sword hanger on his chest.

In the age of legends, human beings who had to gather together to survive because of their own insignificance gave birth to the initial concept of "country", so "king", the authority pursued by the gods, was born in the first country.The first monarch in the world is the authority itself of kingship, just as the names of the gods point to the corresponding authority.

The gods fought for the authority of the "king of gods", but they did not expect that the authority over everything in this world was finally born among the most humble races.

After the Battle of Twilight, the gods buried their bones. In that war, the king was betrayed and fell, but he didn't really die.Legend has it that after the end of the era, the original human kingdom, the Legrand Empire, stood on the ground thanks to the efforts of the Qiangwei family.The Holy Lord can entrust himself in the past, present, and future in order to revive him by tampering with history, and the king, as the authority of "royal power", can naturally enter the budding of national consciousness in the Legrand Empire in the same way. The moment of revival, born again on the earth.

That time is 1000 years.

Thousands of years have passed, no matter how hard it is for faith to suppress the sparks of thought, the dawn of humanity flashes in the long river of history, and commercial ships cross the sea.The successors of the Rose family from generation to generation will revitalize a fragmented country.When William III unified the 36 states and the Legrand Empire once again formed a unified empire, the royal power was revived.

The king was born again on the earth on the night of St. Val's death.

He was born to be king.

From that moment on, the gears of fate began to turn.

Lord Wally opened the box he had brought, and took out the most important thing inside.

Tablet of Lower El Prophecy.

"After 1000 years, the earth will be turned upside down like Tao Jun, and the lowest one will be on the top, and the humble will dominate the cemetery...the birthplace of the gods will no longer exist." He read the above prophecy, And on the back of the clay tablet, there is a newly interpreted motto, "Flip up and down, repeat for thousands of years, never stop."

The unknown wise man thousands of years ago made a prophecy proven by history.

Thousands of years ago, the gods were high above the earth, like riding on the clouds, and mortals were pressed down layer by layer, like slaves or ants.Humble and insignificant.However, 1000 years have passed, the gods sleep forever in darkness, the gods become pawns, mortals dominate the world on top of the bones, and when the bottom one reaches the top, the changes in the world are completely reversed.

The world and history are constantly in turmoil and never stop in such changes.

It was the same a thousand years ago, and it will be the same a thousand years later.

………………

Hell, Blackstone King City.

The millennium's war ended at the moment when the angel fell. On the dark red sky, the law sealed all the cracks.Meng La walked in the dead black stone castle, the wind ran through the corridors, bringing the sound of strings from the main hall.

The devil sits before the throne of bones, and in his hand is the golden harp that appeared on the night when the king was assassinated.His pale fingers plucked the strings, playing an elegant and low melody, the melody was like a million angels dying, and like a million ghosts snickering, half happy and sometimes sad.

"Come to the story of the death of the king, my dear.[1]"

He sang in a low voice, his pale fingers plucked on the strings, the moonlight only illuminated half of his face, and the other half was hidden in the darkness.

"Some were deposed, some died in war

Some are haunted by the specter of their dethronement

Some were poisoned by their wives, others were killed in their sleep

All were murdered—[2]”

The ancient operas are still like poisonous snakes swimming in the night, gorgeous, cold, and mocking the world and human beings with malice.There was a mocking smile on the devil's pale face.He is the first devil of hell, the vicious and chaotic realm. He has never liked those stupid humans who can't tell who is protecting them and who is eating them—kowtow to wooden idols, The monarch who protected him cursed.

How stupid they are, ridiculously stupid.

So why should his sovereign go out of his way again for these people?His lord belongs to hell.

Across time and space, he played a small trajectory when he signed a contract with the king again.He wrote a "destiny" about the future, trying to guide the king to a dead end before the arrival of the Millennium Kingdom, so as to teach him to bring His Majesty back to hell.

He used the bone scepter bestowed on him by the king, and he could intervene in the fate of the king's initial return to the soul before it was completely branded on the world.It's a pity that even after 1000 years, his majesty is still the same as before.The king rescued the Duke of Buckingham, quelled the mutiny, and sealed off the Black Death—as before, brilliantly and decisively.

His change failed.

The millennium kingdom is opened, and the king and the world are inseparable.

He has no choice but to serve his monarch with all his heart, and his majesty will eventually return to hell after everything is over.

For the king, there is nothing but the country.

And all kings die.

"...death grips the king

Built its court in the hollow crown of the temple. "

Such is the fate of kings.

The king standing at the end of the world, came all the way for his people and country, exhausted.The devil saw his end at a glance.He is the power of "royalty" itself, a monarch born in response to people's prayers and history.There will always be a day when people no longer need "royal power", and the moment when that day comes is the king's death.

He doesn't know what his destiny is, so he can do anything to save his people.When he knows the future, he won't do it again.

thought the devil.

Then the devil spoke, concealing malice and sarcasm, and asked:

"As a devil, I would like to remind you with rare kindness, do you understand what the end of the contract you are about to sign will bring to you?"

"I shall never be redeemed, I shall never be at peace, I shall be forsaken by the world."

The monarch replied calmly.

——He already knew what his destiny was.

Why would someone be able to walk towards it so calmly and calmly, knowing that their fate is so miserable?The soul that bears such a heavy fate and countless sufferings but is always peaceful is beautiful enough to make all hell creatures covet.

He leaned over, smiling.

"Then, as a deal, I will be loyal to you. And the moment you are abandoned, your soul belongs to me."

"it is good."

That was the only condition of the contract.

The devil put down the harp, he stood up, pulled the keel sword from the throne, and began to depict an ancient and complicated formation with the bone throne as the center.The servants of the blood race came in with sticky blood, and the blood was poured into those lines.The bloody formation surrounding the throne is like the fate of the king himself.

As a king, there will never be peace.

………………

The earth is drenched in blood and fire, and the stars streak across the sky, heralding unusual moments.

"I've been thinking about meeting you," Theold said. "It's the greatest moment of our time."

The wind was blowing his white robe, his attitude did not show much hostility, but just like what he himself said, he crossed the abyss and led thousands of troops just for this destined to be the most exciting moment of the era.It doesn't matter how many bones and seas of blood are in the middle.

The alchemy chariots of the twelve moving castles changed their forms again, becoming tall towers rising from the ground.This is no longer within the scope of alchemy, but the power of gods.According to the legend, God has twelve towers used to fix the heavens. He used these twelve towers as the cornerstones to establish his kingdom of God.

What Siolde brought was not only twelve siege chariots, but also twelve towers of the Kingdom of God.

He is now the only god in the world.

Everyone on the battlefield can feel this terrible change.The tower rose from the ground, and the world suddenly became extremely small. Although the pope standing in front of the tower, although he still looked like a mortal, he was as majestic as heaven and earth, making people want to kneel and submit.The Holy Army had rolled over and fell to its knees, and Legrand's army gathered behind the king.

The world has become a stage, and there are only two people who decide this stage.

"Flip up and down, repeat for thousands of years, never stop. They will abandon you, just like the prophecy said that the earth will turn up and down, the lowest slave will become the master, and you will die because of it." The twelve gods behind Theold The tower of the country erupted with strong light, passing through the sky, "I didn't expect that even so, you would protect this country and fight for it-don't you think it's sad?"

"Then let them abandon me," answered the king sharply, "then let me die."

The flames were raging, and the wind was raging.The raging fire soared into the sky like a snake, and the sound of the bronze bell rang heavily in an instant.In the sound of the bell, the Throne of Bones floated in the sky.

A king born to protect his people will never become a dragon that slaughters his people.

The dragon slayer will always be the dragon slayer!