Chapter 1447
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"Three days later, the Son of Saint's trial will continue as usual!"
After killing Sanchez in one blow, the Fear Fiend King could not be bothered with the scattered flames. He instructed the Son of Saint's teams and turned to leave.
From the Fear Fiend King's point of view, the 'flame of revolution' was Sanchez's power. As long as Sanchez was killed, the scattered flames would be completely negligible and would not cause much of an impact.
This was a "common sense" understanding. Unfortunately … the power of a certain bastard had never been related to 'common sense'.
Oduin sneered. A single spark could start a prairie fire. It would be an unforgivable mistake to overlook any bit of "fire of revolution".
Subsequently, the Fear Fiend King sent over ten Legend Fear Demons to the Bone Wasteland to organize the 'Son of Saint's trial'.
"Son of Saint, report to the Bone Tower immediately."
Standing on a tall tower at the entrance of the Bone Wasteland, a Legend Fear Demon shouted loudly.
"This is … Lord Gandos? His Majesty the King of Terror sent him over? "
"Lord Gandos is one of the ten Demon Generals under the King of Terror and is deeply trusted by His Majesty the King of Terror. Lord Gandos is extremely powerful. "
"Looks like His Majesty places a lot of importance on this trial!"
"Something happened just now. His Majesty definitely wants to prevent something similar from happening again. It's normal for him to send Lord Gandos over. "
The Sons of Saints discussed fervently while Oduin smiled.
"It's useless no matter how many people he sends."
Oduin glanced at the Legend Demon standing on top of the Bone Tower and shook his head with a smile. "Lord Gandos? I hope you have not been oppressed. Otherwise, you will also become a great 'revolutionary'. "
The Sons of Saints all walked towards the Bone Tower to verify their identities and receive their military tags.
The Bone Wasteland had a rune array set up by the Fear Fiend King. Other than the Fear Royalty, anyone who entered the Bone Wasteland would be instantly killed by the array.
Each Saint had brought a group of troops with them. In the Son of Saint's trial, commanding the army in battle was the key test. These troops were not the Fear Royalty. To enter the Bone Wasteland, they needed a military tag. Otherwise, they would be killed by the array.
"Every Son of Saint is allowed to have a maximum of ten thousand troops. Each Saint could only receive 10,000 military tags. Don't try to hide anything. Don't try to bluff your way out. Otherwise, you'll die a horrible death! "
In front of the White Bone Tower, a group of demons handed out military badges to the Holy Sons.
"You're Nefarian?"
When Oduin arrived at the Tower of Bones, the demon in charge of issuing military tags looked at Oduin in surprise and nodded. "Not bad. A bloodline as pure as yours is already very rare! Which family are you from? "
"Family? I don't have a family! "
Audubon shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. Where did he come from?
"No family?"
The Legendary Demon nodded and didn't care too much.
It was said that Nefarian came from a lowly background. He was probably a descendant of a Dread Royal who fooled around outside. This sort of thing was very common in the Abyss of Fear.
"That's enough. This is your 10,000 Army Token. Take it! "
After registering Nefarian's name, the Legendary demon grabbed a storage pouch and handed it to Oduin.
"10,000 Army Tokens …"
Oduin opened the storage pouch and saw 10,000 black Magic Iron Tokens. He shook his head. "Actually … I only have a Nightmare Horse and a guard. I only need one token."
"A guard?"
The Legendary Demon was stunned.
You only have one guard and you want to participate in the Holy Son trial? You intend to fight 10,000 people alone? What an idea!
"Poor! No money! Can't find a guard! "
Oduin's reason was too strong. The Legendary Demon was speechless.
"Alright, with your bloodline, even if you fail the Holy Son trial, you'll still have a chance to shine. Forget it, that's it! "
The Legendary Demon waved his hand at Oduin. "Go! Go! "
"Yes!"
Oduin kept the storage pouch and turned to leave the Tower of Bones.
"10,000 Army Tokens is just a basic allocation? Even if I only have one guard, they still gave me 10,000 Army Tokens. "
Oduin weighed the storage pouch in his hand and smiled. "Seems like … these Army Tokens can be used for some tricks?"
Oduin returned to the 'encampment'. Yes, encampment. Every Holy Son was given an encampment to station their troops.
As a Holy Son, Oduin naturally enjoyed the treatment of an 'encampment'. Unfortunately, the encampment was empty. There was only Zaire and a Nightmare Beast. How could it be so shabby?!
"Your Highness Nefarian, we …"
Zaire looked at the troops stationed around him and compared them to his own body. His knees went weak!
During the Holy Son trial, each Holy Son's troops would fight. His Highness Nefarian's troops … I'm the only one!
You want me to fight so many alone? Zaire said, "I can't do that!"
"I'm very strong, but my troops are the weakest. They're not to be trifled with, nor are they a threat. This way, won't the Holy Son trial be very safe? "
Oduin knew what Zaire was worried about. If it was a normal Holy Son trial, it would be too difficult for Zaire to fight the troops of the other Holy Sons.
"Your Highness is wise!"
Although Zaire was helpless about the fact that he had the weakest troops, he heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Oduin's words. At least … he wouldn't die too miserably.
"Zaire, do you have any cloth or leather?"
Not only were there no troops in the encampment, there wasn't even a tent. Other than riding on the Nightmare Beast, Oduin could only sit on the ground.
"Cloth or leather? I … I don't have any. "
As a wandering demon, Zaire's most valuable asset was the Nightmare Beast. Now that the Nightmare Beast was Oduin's personal mount, he had nothing.
"Forget it! I'll do it myself! "
Oduin had no choice but to use his' True Soul Imprint 'to make a black cloth and a flagpole from the system's vault.
Taking out the flagpole and hanging the black cloth, Oduin took out a pen and ink and started writing on the black cloth.
"Your Highness, are you making a war flag? The great Nefarian war flag, I'm looking forward to it! "
Before Zaire could finish his sentence, Oduin had already raised the flag. Seeing the demonic words written on the black cloth, Zaire was dumbfounded.
"Selling military tags. Hurry up if you want to buy?"
Is His Highness Nefarian doing business? He … he wants to sell military tags?
Your Highness, you're a great pure-blooded royalty, you're the pure-blooded descendant of the King of Terror. Isn't this … too embarrassing?
"Nefarian is selling military tags?"
"He … he … he's too creative!"
"That works too? You can sell military tags? "
"Every Holy Son only thinks that they don't have enough tags. Who has one for sale? This Nefarian is really interesting! "
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