Leon had imagined what it would be like when he saw Uncle Woods again. What kind of feeling would he have?
Perhaps it would be in the magnificent palace hall, where he would fight his way in with loyal and brave knights, publicly announce his treason, and then cut off his head with a sword?
Perhaps it would be in the luxurious king's bedroom, where he would appear like a ghost in front of his sleepy eyes, block the sound with magic, and then slowly cut him into pieces with a sword to repay the hatred of himself, his family, his friends, and those innocent victims?
Perhaps it would be in a royal hunting activity, where he would ambush in a bush in the wild, suddenly rush out when he passed by, kill him with a sword, and then leave amidst the panicked shouts of the guards and soldiers?
Perhaps it would be in a celebration, where he would come with his Fighting Qi wings and directly blow the Eagle Sword towards the ground. The Eagle Wings would sweep the earth and blow him and his lackeys into ashes, and he would not stop at all, as if he was just wiping a little dust off the sword?
…
There were all kinds of imaginations, including seeing the king fleeing in panic on a defeated battlefield, sneering and angrily scolding him for his cowardice, and then beheading him.
However, everything was just his imagination.
"I thought that when I saw you again, I would be mad with anger, or maybe I would laugh and cry …" he said calmly. "It turns out that it was not so exaggerated. The stories in the stories were all lies."
Although he was so calm, the aura of a top legend had been completely released. Even on the battlefield where legends gathered and gods descended, it was quite conspicuous.
This proved that his heart was not as calm as he looked. Now he was like an active volcano that had not yet erupted. At first glance, he seemed to be just an ordinary mountain, but in fact, there was a violent power surging in his body, ready to erupt at any time.
Whether it was the God of Knights or the Orc Gods, they all noticed the sudden appearance of this aura. But they were very busy now and could not spare their hands to take care of things here.
Perhaps this person would harm the king of the Eagle Kingdom, but the key to the outcome of this war was the battle between gods. It did not matter whether the mortal king was dead or alive.
It didn't matter if Woods was alive or dead. It wasn't worth too much attention.
Leon naturally felt the gazes of the gods on him, and when they looked away, he couldn't help but laugh.
He smiled calmly, as if he was watching a new opera in the theater. However, in Woods's eyes, this smile was as horrible as the judges of hell.
"Aren't … aren't you dead?" he said bitterly. "I saw your body with my own eyes!"
"This answer is within my expectations." Leon smiled and said, "I don't need to explain to you exactly what happened. With your strength and state, even if I did explain, it would be difficult for you to understand. In short, I'm standing right in front of you. I'm not dead. "
He paused for a moment and couldn't help but laugh. "However, you're about to die."
Woods's legs trembled uncontrollably. He didn't think of himself as a coward who was afraid of death, but in front of his nephew, in front of Leon Igor, who was obviously dead but still alive and powerful beyond imagination, he couldn't help but be afraid.
This fear came not only from his fear of death, but also from the fear of the heinous crimes he had committed.
Although he had deliberately ignored or even forgotten his crimes over the years, when Leon appeared in front of him, he could not help but think of that bloody night. He thought of the crimes he had committed that were enough for him to hang on the gallows several times.
Fear made him tremble violently, and it was even a little difficult to stand. If it weren't for the guard next to him who hurriedly came to support him, he would have collapsed on the ground.
"Who are you?" the guard shouted. "Rude man, step down!"
Leon smiled at the guard and nodded with satisfaction. "You dare to scold me. You are a good man!"
"Greetings, Your Highness Leon!" The head of the King's Guards, the legendary priest of the God of Faith and Protection, Wookie, came over and bowed to Leon. "I didn't expect you to still be alive. Congratulations!"
He then said to the guards who were on guard, "Don't put on this posture. His Highness Leon was known as the first person under the legend more than 30 years ago. Now his realm and strength are so high that I can't even see them clearly. I'm afraid that the comment of 'the future first knight in the world' has now become a reality. If he really wants to do something, even if there are hundreds of thousands of troops around us, it will be useless, let alone a few of us. "
The guard came back to his senses and understood Leon's identity.
Over the years, even though Woods had deliberately erased the deeds of the former king of the Eagle Kingdom, his children, and his subordinates, Leon's story was too dazzling after all, and many people still knew about it.
For example, when he was 14 years old, he participated in the knight contest incognito and won the crown. At that time, there were predecessors who praised him and said that he was destined to become the first knight in the world, surpassing his predecessors.
Over the years, the knight contest had been held twice. Although the scale and influence were not as great as before, the legend had always been spread among the contestants and also reached the ears of the guards.
No matter how high Woods' status and power were, he couldn't do anything to the knights who came from afar to participate.
He could control other people's mouths, but he couldn't control the mouths of these knights.
Many of the guards knew about Leon's story. Most of the guards also knew about the grievances between Leon and Woods. Now that they understood his identity, not to mention those who were originally hesitant, even the guard who had just protected the king was stunned. He didn't know what to say or what to do.
Was he going to defend the king?
With His Highness Leon's identity, as long as he raised his voice, he would be the king. And His Highness Woods would naturally become a traitor. It would be considered a light punishment if he was hung on the gallows.
Leon smiled and his eyes fell on the trembling face of Woods. "Uncle, I want to talk to you. Are you interested?"
"Of … of course …"
After getting a positive answer, Leon nodded with satisfaction and asked, "I have always wondered why you want to start a rebellion? Whether it is wisdom, force, talent or seniority, what do you have to be a king? What gives you such absurd confidence that you dare to sit in that dazzling position? "
Woods' face suddenly turned red, not because of shame, but because of anger.
"Why!" He shouted, "Because I am not wise enough, not strong enough, not talented enough, and not old enough, so I can't be a king? What is this reason! I am also the son of the eagle, and the blood of the eagle flows in my body! I have also followed my father to the battlefield! I have also gone out to govern one side! Whether as a general or as a lord, where did I not do well! "
Leon recalled for a moment and nodded in surprise.
Thinking about it carefully, what Woods said was really reasonable. Although he was not good at all as a general or as a lord. But after all, he was still competent and did not make any obvious mistakes.
To put it bluntly, in terms of his performance, among the kings of the countries on the Main Plane, there were really few who were better than him.
"But, from grandfather's point of view, there are obviously better heirs than you. Why did he choose you?" Leon thought for a moment and said, "Let's take you for example. You already have a lot of children now, and you're already old. When you want to pass the throne, will you not pass it to the best child? "
Woods' face turned red. "Of course I will pass it to the best child, but even if it is not a good child, can't he want to be a king?"
"If it is just 'want', of course it is not a problem. But it is not possible to start a rebellion for this."
Woods clenched his fists. Because of anger, he did not care about fear at the moment. "I want to be a king, but my father did not pass the throne to me. In this case, what else can I do besides a rebellion? "
"Forget it," Leon said lightly. "Back then, I wanted to be a hero who could fly across the sky on a giant dragon, but in the end, it was not like this …"
"Forget it?!" Woods' eyes widened, and he almost could not help but jump up. "How can this kind of thing be forgotten! This is my lifelong dream! "
"Leon! You were born to be so outstanding, just like a god walking on earth. There's nothing you can't learn, and there's nothing you can't do. Even … for you, even the throne seems insignificant. But this does not mean that you are qualified to deny my dream! "
"I am qualified!" Leon's face was cold, and he said in a deep voice, "If there is anyone in this world who is qualified, it is me!"
He pointed at his chest. "Do you remember? You shot me an arrow from behind. Half of the specially made poisoned crossbow penetrated my body, and the arrow tip even came out from my chest. "
"Not to mention anything else, just with this arrow, I am qualified to deny your despicable dream!"
His voice was stern, and there was a strong majesty radiating from him, like an angry god coming to the mortal world at this moment.
For many years, as Sui Xiong's Archbishop, Leon had been clearly feeling Sui Xiong's power and momentum, which had influenced him imperceptibly, and even made his soul have some characteristics of a god. At this moment, when he was angry and showed all his power, this majesty had a feeling of a god, which made the gods who were fighting fiercely look at him again.
"That momentum, that feeling …"
"The Void Mask? It is his breath, yes. "
"I remember now. This human is the high priest of his church!"
"… I see, this guy is really far-sighted!"
"Don't worry about that, do the thing in front of you first!"
The eyes of the gods retreated again, and this time Leon did not even pay attention to them.
He just looked at Woods majestically, as if looking down from the clouds at the dust under his feet.
"Woods Igor," he said, "your trial begins now!"
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