PS: I've added a chapter for Alliance Leader Darkness Patriarch and Hua Bing Euchis!
Empire Calendar, May 2521, on the other side of the ocean, Lucia, First Temple, First City, Itaza.
The old demonic toad, Lord Kroc, was sitting on his golden holy throne and breathing softly. He closed his eyes until the footsteps outside disrupted his meditation.
A spirit lizard priest hurriedly entered, and even the temple guards who tried to stop him at the door were forcefully pushed away. The temple guards and a lizardman ancient blood warrior angrily signaled for him to scram. He had no right to enter directly. "You don't belong here!"
"I have something urgent to report to the Highlord!"
"The Highlord is hibernating!"
"I must immediately —"
"Let him in." Kroc's voice came from the hall, and the guards at the door who stopped the spirit lizard priest immediately moved aside and lowered their heads.
"Great Venerable, the situation isn't good! A corner of the Great Guardian Triangle has collapsed! " The spirit lizard priest immediately walked in front of Kroc and bowed. "Our race's old enemy has already projected dozens of demon armies into the mortal world. The seal of Zawhitak has been broken, and countless demons are surging out of the ruins. It's said that their commander is the Demon Prince Erebus, who calls himself 'Truth Seeker' and 'Hand of Fate.'"
"I know all about it." Under the huge lotus leaf, Great Venerable Kroc was a little slow. Ever since he was revived by that young ancient saint, Kroc had tried his best to change everything with his own power. However, as the Great Guardian Triangle continued to disappear or be destroyed, Great Venerable Kroc had already realized that some things could not be changed. "The dark forces have already descended, and the ancient enemy is about to arrive."
"The twin-tailed comet has appeared. This is the power of Sotigo," the lizardman ancient blood warrior said.
Above the colorful sky, a twin-tailed comet traversed the horizon and was moving at an extremely slow speed.
"Does Sotigo's bifurcation signify hope or … destruction? My Lord? "the spirit lizard priest asked Kroc. He lowered his body and bowed respectfully.
"Everything is a choice for the grand plan," Kroc murmured. Kroc muttered, his fat body moving under the cover of the lotus leaves. "Order War Leader Kouga and Ancient Saint Fugen to form an allied army. We must keep the ancient enemy firmly within Zahuitak."
"Yes!"
After saying that, Kroc immediately sent a thought to Hesoth, followed by dozens and hundreds of thoughts that spread to the several temple cities of the lizardmen.
Hundreds of demon toads woke up from their slumber and reached out a hand.
In the subspace, dozens of bright light spots of Order suddenly appeared in the midst of the raging winds of Chaos. They were connected to each other, and a brilliant star chart was lit up.
"Enhance the Great Protection!"
"The grand plan has failed! Now, prepare for the evacuation! "
The devastated world welcomed a moment of respite with the Demon Toad's actions.
Under the city of Aviheim in the Empire, the Aviheim River roared and turned into a bright red river of blood. When thousands of Terror Demons massacred dozens of villages along the river and approached the city of Aviheim, Kurfürst Marius Leitdorf gathered all the elites in Aviheim and prepared to defend the city. However, when the demon army was about to attack the city, a breeze blew and all the demons disappeared without a trace.
At the foot of the Eight Peaks Mountain, the allied forces of Supreme King Solgreen and Eight Peaks Mountain King Belega formed a shield wall and fought together against the sudden appearance of the Chaos Demon army. The human army of the three armies of the Wretched Lands was the first to be defeated by the Chaos Demons. Just as the dwarf colossi were activated and entered the battlefield, the blood-red rainstorm suddenly turned sunny.
In Midden, the King of Maggots, Epidemius, had unwillingly hidden in the forest. He was so close to poisoning the water source of Middenheim and infecting everyone in White Wolf City with the disease. However, due to the sudden decrease in the Wind of Chaos, he had lost the ability to resist the demon hunters and could only continue to wait for the right opportunity.
Tyrell had been troubled by the terrible plague and inexplicable disappearances for a long time. At night, the wonderful fragrance had taken away the souls of thousands. These struggling souls would be trapped in the silk throne of Lust for the rest of their lives until the Prince of Darkness got tired of it.
Brittania was probably the only nation that did not suffer too much damage. The Sun King Leon and his five descendants were standing amidst the corpses of countless Nurgle and Lust demons. The Goddess of Vengeance was drinking the demons' blood, and the psionic light ignited the Impurity of the subspace. The chaos in the Principality of Gisoleiox had been pacified.
In the south of the kingdom, the Chaos Demons were forced to submit to the might of Anglo and the Royal Guard. The World Eater geno prototype held his nephew in one hand and taught him how to fight. He sat on the head of the Khorasco demon, which had been split in half. The dwarf's divine weapons, Flesher and Ripper, were embedded in the demon's head. The other was smashing a Khorasco chariot, and the heads of two Khorasco dogs were removed.
Anglo coldly looked at the Khorasco army. He saw some familiar faces among them. The World Eater geno prototype knew that they were not friendly.
Some things had already snuck in.
The next second, the Khorasco demons disappeared along with their corpses. However, the Royal Guard and Anglo were not surprised. On the contrary, they were ready to welcome the Chaos Demons again.
The world was wailing, and the sky was burning.
Of course, there was one place that bore the brunt of the Chaos Demons.
It was the home of the High Elves, where the maelstrom was located, Ossouin.
Finnuba the Phoenix King was strolling in his Phoenix King courtyard.
Keda Duck had never felt so powerless before.
The maelstrom was shaking violently. Even though the White Tower archmages had invested all their manpower and resources, they still could not suppress the Chaos Demons.
Charles was in danger! Aeris was in danger!
The Chaos Demons appeared from the mortal world like a tide, destroying the manor and slaughtering the High Elves.
They needed the Phoenix King, but Finnuba helplessly realized that his most trusted right-hand men, the Tai brothers, and Prince Aeris, Azarion, were not around. None of the elite heroes and generals were in Ossouin!
If it were any other Phoenix King, they might have chosen to fight personally. However, Finnuba had always been wise and farsighted. He knew that the best and most suitable solution for him was to stay in the Phoenix King's courtyard and wait for Tyrion, Tegris, and the other elite heroes to return.
Indescribable pain and anxiety filled Finnuba's chest. The Phoenix King could not sit or lie down. He could not rest or think properly. He could only walk around the courtyard helplessly.
What made Finnuba even more pained was the voice of the Phoenix King, Asuyan, that kept ringing in his ears.
"Pəhəðə"
"Pəhəənəəalem"
"PəhərəʾƏ"
"PəhələʾƏʾʾʾʾʾʾʾʾʾʾʾʾʾʼ"
Finnuba did not understand what Asuyan was saying. However, the endless curses and heartlessness in the Phoenix King's cold and indifferent voice made Finnuba feel the same way.
This was the curse of the Phoenix King's throne. Now, with the instability of the Great Maelstrom, some of the words became clearer.
Ossouin was like spring all year round. When Finnuba felt cold, very cold. The Phoenix King put on a robe, but he was still very cold.
Now, he was strolling in the courtyard, enjoying the reflection of the stars on the fountain of the Phoenix King's courtyard. The Phoenix King looked up at the square sky outside the window and could not help but want to roar in anger. He wanted to expel all the depression, anxiety, and the whispers from Asuyan.
For the Phoenix King to be in my position, it's really …
However, Finnuba knew very well that if not for the Tai brothers, he would have died hundreds of times already. If not for the Tai brothers, he would not have been able to sit on the throne safely for two to three hundred years.
This terrible contradiction made Finnuba feel both despair and indignation.
In the past, Finnuba had crossed mountains and seas, and had also passed through mountains and seas of people. The azure sea was his to ride. At that time, the Phoenix King was heroic, confident, full of ideals, passion, and great ambition. He had opened up his own "Azure Sea Route" all over the world.
Many people said that when people grew old, they lived on memories.
While the Phoenix King was thinking about all this, the gorgeous fountain in front of him suddenly rippled. The Phoenix King subconsciously looked at the fountain, and the Phoenix King's pupils instantly shrank!
An elf with a golden mask and azure eyes appeared from the fountain. Finnuba subconsciously looked for his weapon, but just as the Phoenix King, who had not been on the battlefield for a long time, grabbed the hilt of the longsword at his waist, a black-haired, skinny, and slender elf stood behind him. The elf's body emitted light, and he looked like a ghost. "Seaman, do you still remember how to hold a sword and how to use it?"
"Of course!" Finnuba pulled out his sword and waved it a few times in vain, but all he could hit was an illusory shadow.
Seaman was very depressed because he realized that his swordsmanship was really bad, especially when the elf looked at him with a mocking gaze. It was as if the elf was looking at a monkey waving a wooden stick in his hand.
"Continue, continue." The black-haired elf's voice was playful and cruel. He looked at Finnuba and gestured for him to continue.
Finnuba began to retreat, and the Phoenix King's forehead was sweating profusely. He kept retreating until his hair was soaked with sweat. "Impossible, absolutely impossible. The magic barrier of the palace is the masterpiece of the archmages of the White Tower, and it has not been broken by external forces. How did you get in?"
"Guess. Aren't you Assur very good at guessing?" The black-haired elf laughed. "Try your best to guess, just like how you guessed Assur's will. The previous Phoenix King … except for my father, didn't they all guess?"
Finnuba retreated to a cabinet. The Phoenix King's weak body shook the cabinet, and the glass bottles on top of it spun back and forth. The Phoenix King hurriedly looked at the entrance of the palace. The Heaven Guards and White Lion Guards who were supposed to be there were not there!
"Why did you stop guessing?" The black-haired elf, or Witch King Malecis, sneered. "Indeed, the protection magic of the Phoenix King's palace has troubled me and my mother for a long time. Whether it was my mother's Hekati Sorceress Assembly, Hal Gunsey, Heliben's Kane Assassin, or my number one warrior 'Poison Blade' Urien, none of them were able to break the protection magic barrier of the palace. Fortunately, you have a close friend who provided me with a little help."
Finnuba's eyes widened. "Tegris!"
"Everyone … including my team of advisors, said that the Sailing King Finnuba is a wise and intelligent Phoenix King. It is indeed true!" Malecis gave full approval, and the Witch King almost gave him a thumbs up. "You are really good at guessing, Finnuba. No wonder they chose you as the king. It is said that the most important quality of the Phoenix King is to guess the various hints of the nobles, the various schemes of the elite princes, and the daily occurrences in the Phoenix King's palace."
As he spoke, Malecis laughed wildly and clapped his hands. "The master of guessing, the Riddler of Lothar, Finnuba! Assur's affirmation! With countless fire-resistant spells, fire-resistant tools, and fire-resistant secret spells, another 'orthodox' Phoenix King! "
Finnuba's face suddenly turned red. The Phoenix King clenched his fist and began to fight back. "It is said that there is an idiot who does not know anything and could not wait to walk into the sacred fire of Assur himself. Let us guess, who is he?"
The black-haired elf's smile was hideous. Finnuba's words pierced through his sturdy armor. But when he remembered the 'truth' that Tegris told him, Malecis quickly became indifferent. "It doesn't matter. Now you have seen it. A new battle for the heavens is about to begin. The elves need a hero. Assur needs a true descendant of Ainarion to become the Phoenix King and save the elves."
"That will also be Tyrion! Malecis, don't even think about it! "Finnuba put down his sword. The Phoenix King roared," I would rather the throne … "
"The throne has never been yours. Mortals are always like this. Once you get it, you become it, and you think it is yours." Malecis suddenly became indifferent. "Tyrion? Incompetent, a subject under the skirt of the Eternal Queen. He never inherited the true bloodline of Ainarion. He only inherited Cain's curse. Oh, and his precious daughter … "
"That is my daughter!" Finnuba's mouth was agape. The Phoenix King used his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead and struggled to defend himself.
"Your daughter? Wow! That's awesome! " Malekith was stunned for a moment before he laughed maniacally. "I'm wondering what Tyrion fed you. He actually made you willingly admit that Alissanda is your daughter? You really don't care? "
"Of course, I don't care. As long as it is for Assur's future." Finnuba gritted his teeth. The Phoenix King's forehead was bulging.
"If it is for Assur's future, why did you react so calmly when Alissanda was in trouble? Why didn't you pass the throne to Tyrion earlier? So that he and his daughter could be legitimate? " Malecis saw the pained expression on Finnuba's face and continued to mock him. "On the contrary, after seeing that half of the White Tower is Tyrion's close friends and that the other princes are either his lovers or his allies, you worked so hard to build a good relationship with him, didn't you? Imrik is the only one who can stand against that brat. "
Finnuba was speechless. His hands clenched into fists as jealousy and envy gnawed at his heart and soul.
"It's said that the Queen of Eternity, Alariel, is a great beauty. What were you doing when your good brother, Tyrion, was having sex with your legal wife, the Queen of Eternity?" Malekith asked. "Oh! I remember now. He prepared a replacement for you. Those high-quality beauties! Then he could have sex with your wife! "
"The marriage between the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen is only … in name. It is just … a symbol … of Assur's … joint rule."
"Oh? 'Really?' I don't believe it. "Malecis pretended to be surprised.
Finnuba was speechless. The Phoenix King swore that this was the most embarrassing moment of his life. He had nowhere to hide in front of his cousin and nemesis, Shaman King Malecis.
Did he really not care?
How could that be?
However, he quickly launched a counterattack. The Phoenix King took a deep breath, and his expression changed from embarrassment to contempt. He slapped Malecis' face, but it only swept the air. "Ha, so what? Malekith, you annoying Shaman King, this is my barrier, my territory, this is my court, what can you do about it? You are just a shadow. You can't hurt me. I know, I know. The demons of Chaos have appeared all over Ossouin. My people need me, my kingdom needs me, the Elven Gods need me. I am the Phoenix King! "
"It's a pity. But according to Tegris, I am the one chosen by Assur, not you. Finnuba, it never was." Malecis indeed couldn't hurt Finnuba. The Shaman King regained his ruthlessness. "Although I don't completely believe him, the various prophecies, astrology, Old Woman Goddess Jasmine Haig, and Lilith's prophecy are all evidence. I think it's worth a try. But it's fine. If I can get Tegris, he will lose his value, or if I find out that the prophecy is wrong, I will kill him without hesitation. Unfortunately, you won't be able to see it."
A few chaos runes were written by Malekith, and soon, a portal opened. A Khorne Bloodletting Demon rushed out of the portal. Fennuba subconsciously tried to grab his sword, but the Khorne Bloodletting Demon was too fast. Fennuba wasn't skilled in martial arts, so he was quickly injured by the demon sword and claws. His throat was cut open, and blood spurted out of his mouth.
Blood dyed the fountain red.
Before his death, Fennuba mustered up all his strength and stabbed the Khorne in the forehead along with the Eight Pillars of Chaos insignia.
Sailor wasn't that weak!
The Khorne turned into ashes in pain, and Finnuba was already dead. The Phoenix King covered his throat and shouted at Malecis, "You will never win the hearts of Ossouin. You will never … cough cough … become the Phoenix King. You will never get Ossouin. You … will … only get … the curse."
"That's your curse, not mine." Malekis looked at the dying Fennuba, and the Shaman King's memories suddenly flashed before his eyes. The second Phoenix King, his best friend Beo Chanel, was also lying in a pool of blood. Malekis' voice was dull for a moment, but it finally showed some emotion. He muttered to himself in a barely audible voice, "I'm sorry, Fennuba. Everything was wrong from the beginning. You didn't learn your father's courage, only deceit. I didn't learn my father's persistence, only his stubbornness."
With that, the Shaman King's figure also disappeared from the Phoenix King's court.
Only Finnuba and his dying heartbeat were left in the courtyard.
Finnuba panted heavily. The Phoenix King suddenly felt very relaxed. He stopped struggling and allowed his body to slowly lose consciousness.
This was good too.
"Shut up! You bastard god! Go to hell with your curses and your beeping! "
Finnuba uttered his last words.
Then, everything returned to tranquility.
All that was left was the fountain that was dyed light red and the soft sound of water.
Finnuba, the Navigator King, had died here.
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