C6 The Death of the Renegade of the past

Location: Sky Province, Solitary City, Blue Palace

Main Character: Sky Supreme King Dragonborn, Chief Minister

"Your Majesty, do you really need to issue this edict?" There were now only two people left in the Blue Palace of Dugu City. One was the Dragonborn, the supreme king of the horizon, who was sitting on the throne, and the one kneeling at the head of the throne was his chief official.

The one who had just spoken was the chief official. He looked at the edict that Liu Tianyu had personally written, and his voice could be said to be incomparably trembling. It could be said that the contents of the edict were extremely difficult to understand. On the contrary, the edict was written very simply and clearly. Anyone who could read understood its meaning, but only the chief official would be so trembling.

The edict read: Forsworn Massacre Order, from today onwards, the Supreme King announced that all the Forsworns were barbarians, and that all the citizens of the horizon had the duty to eliminate barbarians to protect themselves, their families, and even the entire horizon, and to pick up weapons to protect themselves.

Starting from today onwards, every city will set up a reward counter. Everyone can take the head of the Forsworn to receive the bounty, and the head of the Forsworn is ten gold coins.

To destroy a Forsworn stronghold to obtain either a heart of thorns or a head of a Ghost Lady from the crow as proof, to be directly conferred nobility after verification, and nobility promoted by a rank.

Those who captured or killed the "Mednach" would be directly conferred the title of lord, and would be qualified to become a dragon's blood warrior or even a dragon's knight. They would also be honored by the supreme king of the horizon himself, who taught the dragon's roar.

There were only a few hundred words written on the edict, and it was simple and clear. The Chief Minister could foresee how crazy all the citizens would be after this edict spread across the horizon. At that time, the entire horizon would be filled with blood and gore again. After all, just the head of a Forsworn could be exchanged for ten gold coins, which was enough for a family of three to eat and drink for a month.

Let alone the fact that capturing or killing the ragdoll king could make him a lord, a dragon warrior, a dragon rider, and even the supreme king, a pure-blood demi-god Dragonborn, would personally teach him how to roar. What kind of concept was that? The descendant of the Supreme King!

"Huff!" The Head Minister took a deep breath. To tell the truth, when he saw the last reward, he was beginning to lose control of his decrepit body. He wanted to grab the rag doll with his knife, because becoming a dragon's blood warrior meant forever being young, and no longer suffering from illness, and if he died, he would die in battle, or he would die of old age, not to mention the extraordinary power of a dragon's blood warrior.

But the rest of his reason suppressed his excitement. After all, he knew that the sky could no longer bleed, even if it was the Forsworn. After all, the original Storm Cloak Rebellion was a counterattack against Suo Mo and the final Sky Unification War.

It could be said that the current horizon was completely empty. Although he did not have a good impression of the Forsworn bandits, the current horizon should focus on revival, and that group of Forsworn might also be able to recruit them...

"I know what you are thinking." Just as the chief minister was about to speak, the Dragonborn with his left hand on his head interrupted the chief minister's words of advice.

"The Forsworns attacked the city of Marcasse last month, and the city of Marcasse was almost lost, and after this battle, the Forsworns became more and more open and unrestrained, and they now dared to attack the merchant group during the day, kill the travelers, and even sneak attack the army. Just two days ago, the Forsworns directly robbed a town.

By the time the army arrived, all that was left was the burning town and the charred bodies, including the baby."

The Dragonborn calmly narrated the Forsworn's crimes with a very cold voice, as if what he was narrating was not the crime of the Forsworn, but rather an ordinary fight between two people, but the chief minister, who knew the character of the supreme king, immediately lowered his head to the point where it was about to touch the cold floor.

It could be said that the more calmly the Supreme King recounted an event, the more furious he became. Now he could not help but mourn for the Forsworns, because he knew that they were really going to be exterminated.

However, the Dragonborn's words were not finished. "After pushing it forward for a little longer, it would be when the damned Sharp Ears from the Divine Prefecture sent out twenty thousand troops to encircle and kill me with the Empire. When we passed by Richi, the Forsworns did not use their glorious tradition of guerrilla warfare to attack the Sharp Ears of the enemy of the humans. Instead, they took the initiative to lead the way to Marcasse.

And then there was the city of Marcasse. After persisting for a month, other than the castle, all of it had been lost, and the group of sharp-eared men had at least pretended not to kill anyone, but they had swept through the entire city, while the Forsworn lackeys had made the "Cars in seven days."

The population of the entire city of Marcus fell from five hundred thousand to two hundred thousand. If I had not defeated the Imperial Army in time and rushed to the aid of the city of Marcasse, defeating the Sharp-Eared Army and driving away the Forsworn, I am afraid that the population of the city of Marcasse would have been reduced a little! "

When the Dragonborn said this, there seemed to finally be a slight change in his tone, but this change was more like the precursor of a storm, causing the Chief Minister to feel that his back was completely drenched with sweat. His eyes were fixed on the floor, and he did not dare think about anything else.

"Chief Minister, tell me, why would I let go of these Forsworn?" The Dragonborn used what seemed to be a question sentence but was actually a statement as he asked the chief minister. His eyes seemed to be filled with confusion.

"No, Your Majesty, your edict is very correct. The Forsworn indeed deserve to die a thousand deaths, and I will now issue it to the entire horizon." The chief official quickly kowtowed and spoke extremely quickly.

The Dragonborn glanced at the Chief Minister and continued: "At that time, when I was investigating the Forsworn in Marcasse City, I was caught by the guards indiscriminately and thrown into the Silver Blood Family's silver vein. At that time, I was very angry, and then when I was in prison, I met Mednach. Mednach told me to listen to an old Forsworn tell a story, and then I learned about the cruelty of the people of Marcasse, and then I escaped with them. As a result, you also know the result, after all, it was called "Macas' Tear."

The Forsworns could be said to be working together from the inside and outside, and almost took down Marcasse City. But I knew, no matter if it was the Forsworns or the Silverblood family, they were all bad people, but the civilians were innocent no matter what, and then I got hot-headed and didn't care about anything else, and in the end, the Forsworns were forced to retreat, and the Silverblood Family could be considered to have been annihilated.

And my reputation in the Forsworn and in the city of Marcasse was quite notorious, but I did not regret it, because I had at least saved the civilians, and I had become my own hero, because no matter what, we were all human beings, and so I had always maintained a tolerant attitude towards the Forsworn, but it was obvious that they did not appreciate it.

Since they believe in the Demon God and help the elves, and they don't treat humans as humans, then naturally we don't need to treat them as humans. Let's just treat them as hunting human-form beasts, or treat them as sharp ears. Oh, no, sharp ears are a little better than them. Hmm, just don't treat them as humans. Alright, you can leave."

The tone of the Dragonborn suddenly became unusually relaxed, but if the Forsworn were to hear this relaxed tone, he would probably feel a chill run down his spine, but it was also impossible for them to reach the Dragonborn and hear it.

The Chief Minister stood up, bowed to the Dragonborn, and then quickly left the Blue Palace as if he was fleeing, leaving only the Dragonborn's figure still sitting on the throne. Accompanying him was a flickering light, as if indicating his current mood.

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Location: Rui Chi, Forsworn's final camp

Main Character: The Supreme King of the Sky, Dragonborn, the ragged King Mednach

Time: One year after the imperial edict was released

After the Forsworn Slaughter Order was issued, the entire Sky Province began to boil, setting off a tide of Forsworn hunting. Everyone entered deep into the Rich Hill, and the figures of adventurers could be seen in the mountains, forests and even caves. Their enthusiasm and fanaticism could be said to be extremely rare, and every day, countless people would bring the heads of the Forsworns to the bounty places set up in each territory to receive the real gold coin rewards.

Occasionally, someone would even succeed in demolishing the camp of the Forsworns and obtaining the heart of thorns or the head of the Ghost Lady the Crow before heading to the Solitary City, and after it was verified by the Overgod himself, the Overgod directly held the noble awarding ceremony for the lucky warrior on the very same day, which caused all the enthusiasm in the entire horizon to explode.

Although there were people who fell on the path of hunting the Forsworn every day, their enthusiasm did not decrease at all. Even the speed at which this group of adventurers cleaned up the Forsworn exceeded the speed at which the regular army cleaned up the Forsworn.

Under the double pressure, the range of the Forsworn's activities became smaller and smaller, and even food was completely scarce. Some Forsworn even had no choice but to start killing each other, and some Forsworn saw that things could not be surrendered for hope, but someone like him who took the initiative to expose himself, was undoubtedly hit by a gun and killed, with his head cut off and taken to receive the reward.

The Dragonborn had issued an edict when he had just registered as the supreme king of the horizon, giving the Forsworn a month to return to the city and hand over his weapon. In that case, he could let bygones be bygones. If he didn't return to the city within the deadline and hand over his weapon, he would have to bear the consequences.

And under the flagrant call of the ragged pseudo-king Mednach, the number of Forsworns who came down the mountain in a month to surrender actually did not exceed four digits. It was obvious that the return of the ragged pseudo-king seemed to have allowed the barbarians to find their backbone and continue to resist, but it was clear that they could only suffer the consequences of their own actions.

On this day a year after the edict was issued, the number of deaths of the Forsworns had already reached the hundred thousand mark, and the remaining Forsworns had already been chased to the last camp of the Forsworns. This camp was led by the ragged fake king, but right now, they were like caged beasts, completely surrounded on the mountain, surrounded by the Dragon Blood Army led by Ralfof and the Node Warrior Army.

The woods had long since been cut down to make sure they could not break through at night, and in the sky, there were at least two figures of dragons flying and roaring, proclaiming their status as overlords of the sky.

On the other hand, in the Forsworn's camp, although the last Forsworn had gathered, there were at most ten thousand people in total. Moreover, most of them were old and weak, sick and disabled, and they were only able to fight against over three thousand people. The army at the foot of the mountain was not only the elites of the elites, but there were also as many as twenty thousand of them, and there were even huge dragons circling in the sky. It could be said that they were in a hopeless situation.

Not to mention fighting, as long as the people and dragons surrounding them were there and kept surrounding them, it would be fine. The Forsworn's current food could only hold on for a week's time, and it wasn't as if they hadn't thought of breaking out of the encirclement. Once, at night, they split into four groups of people and broke out from four different directions, and the result was that they were directly killed and returned.

The camp was close to twenty thousand men, but now there were only a little over ten thousand, and most of them were wounded. Thousands of them had been turned into corpses at the foot of the mountain by the powerful Nordic men, leaving them there forever, and they had probably done only about a tenth of the damage they had done to the Nordic people.

Mednach, the ragged king, looked even older when he first met the Dragonborn. In the first half of his life, after being captured by the Silverblood Family, he was locked up in prison for more than twenty years. Although he was weather-beaten and his hair was white, he still looked very well, and his body was also very strong. He was sixty years old and looked like a middle-aged man.

But now, in just a few years, not only had his hair gone completely white, but his wrinkles had also piled up, and he looked as if he were a sick man, with a very thin body, and now he was probably the only one who could still breathe and his heart could still beat, compared to the necromancer's zombies.

He had come to understand the situation he was in now. It could only be described as hopeless. He had been tortured in the mines of the Silverbloods, but he had not given up hope. Now, as he looked at the dragons soaring in the sky, he smiled sadly at the tent at the foot of the mountain, which could not be seen.

"'The false king of the horizon, my king, is calling out to you from the hillside, saying something that seems to want to speak to you again, and within the day.'"

Just as Mednach was looking at the dragon in the sky and the densely packed army of Node below, a heart behind him was taken out and replaced by a special plant - a heart of thorns - and it interrupted his thoughts, or rather woke up his sparse consciousness.

"Dragonborn? What did he want? Or perhaps it's better to say that it's already like this now, what else can I give him? Now we are surrounded by his army and his pets, and even the food can only last for seven days, and he doesn't have to do anything but keep besieging us, and all of us will die on the mountain, and why should he even see me? '"

Mednach said through gritted teeth. Now that he heard that the eyes of the Dragonborn were still burning, he felt extremely regretful. Why did he bring the Dragonborn out of prison? Even if he didn't kill him, he would leave him in prison. That way, there wouldn't be so much to do next. He would have been able to regain the throne of Marcasse and rebuild the Forsworn Kingdom a long time ago, but what would the result be? Because of the existence of the Dragonborn, everything had disappeared.

The first attempt to coordinate with the outside failed, and the second attempt to contact the Divine Prefecture to attack Marcasse City together. After much difficulty, they managed to break into the city and only the fortress remained, but after that, the Divine Prefecture's army was defeated by the army led by the Dragonborn and they hurriedly fled the horizon.

The third time last year, he took advantage of the fact that the Dragonborns had yet to unify the world to attack Marcasse City again. This time, there were no reinforcements, but a red dragon appeared in the sky, leading the dragons that blotted out the sun, to support Marcasse City. They spat out flames and frost from their mouths and lightning burned the two hundred million Forsworn soldiers that he had gathered with great difficulty.

They could only split up and retreat again. And while they were retreating, the dragons would dive down from time to time as if they were toys for fun, swallowing them into their stomachs for lunch, or grabbing them in their claws and throwing them into the sky and smashing them into meat paste, a scene that Mednach would never forget for the rest of his life.

The former capital of Marcus City could be said to have already become his City of Nightmares, and the Dragonborn had also become his inner demon. It could be said that the current him would almost go crazy as long as he heard anything about the Dragonborn.

"I, I don't know, the Dragonborn is saying that he only wants to see you right now, and it's just the two of you talking to him without bringing anyone else. Do you want to see him?" Heart of Thorns said carefully as she looked at Mednach, whose face was flushed red, who was gnashing his teeth, and whose eyes were burning with fire.

"See you? Hahaha, why can't I see you? Well, didn't you say that guy is on the side of the mountain? Well, why can't I see him? [That guy is a king. I am also a king. I am his senior!] [How could I be suppressed by the vigor of a young man like him?] I'll go right now!" Mednach looked up to the sky and laughed crazily, then pushed away the Heart of Thorns and said firmly.

"This, King, aren't you afraid that he will trick you into assassinating you if you go see him alone? King. Why don't you see him at night, and then we can ambush him at night; and if we seize him, or kill him, then the Node and dragons will be in chaos, and we'll be able to break out of it! "

Heart of Thorn quickly stopped him when he saw that Mednach was really going to meet the Dragonborn.

Mednach immediately looked at the Heart of Thorns with a smile that was not a smile, causing the Heart of Thorns to feel goosebumps all over and it quickly lowered its head.

"Let me ask you, have you ever fought a dragon?" Mednach suddenly raised an irrelevant question to the Heart of Thorns.

"Uh, no, Your Majesty. If I can defeat the dragon, we wouldn't be trapped." The Heart of Thorns answered Mednach's question honestly.

"And don't say such impractical words. You can't even beat a dragon, and he has already killed countless dragons. Why would you ambush him?" After Mednach finished speaking, he glanced at the Heart of Thorns, and without saying anything else, he directly headed towards the mountain waist.

The Heart of Thorns still wanted to say something, but Mednach left without bothering with it.

The Dragonborn, who had been waiting halfway up the mountain for a long time, could not help but smile when he saw Mednach's figure appear in his line of sight, but he did not know what that smile meant.

When Mednach arrived at the mountainside, he looked at the face of the Dragonborn, as if he wanted to connect him with the face from a few years ago, but he realized that he could not connect the two of them together. The Dragonborn who had escaped with him back then actually had a very ordinary appearance, as if he was a complete stranger.

He had simple black hair, and a faint sense of weakness about him, and he was wearing the same prison uniform he had been wearing before.

And now the Dragonborn was not only extraordinarily charming, but his long black hair was even more flamboyant, his figure was incomparably perfect, and his bones emitted a noble and dignified aura, while he was still wearing his own custom-made dragon robe. In short, the current him could be said to have undergone a tremendous change compared to before.

As for himself? Still nothing had changed, nothing more than that ragged king, the only difference being that once he had been a prisoner, now he was a free man, but perhaps soon he would be a prisoner again.

"You've changed a lot, King Mednach!" The Dragonborn directly opened his mouth to speak to the incoming Mednach, breaking the silence.

"Humph! You have also changed quite a bit, Dragonborn!" Mednach snorted coldly and replied respectfully.

"Well, don't get me wrong. What I mean is, you're like a zombie when you're compared to what you were before. If you hadn't been breathing, I'd have thought you were dead, and your men had brought you back to life and turned you into a zombie." The Dragonborn spoke bluntly about his current appearance and condition.

Mednach coldly snorted and continued, "Haha, then it was really all thanks to you, Dragonborn. If it weren't for you issuing the Forsworn Slaughter Order, killing us all and sending out your army and pets to surround the only Forsworn we had left, how would I have become like this? I'm going to thank you for this. '"

"Well, don't thank me, it is what you deserve. After all, it is what you and your people have earned for yourselves, and you should thank yourself." The Dragonborn made a thoughtful expression and said.

Mednach clenched his hands tightly and gritted his teeth. His eyes were burning with flames as he stared at the Dragonborn. If looks could kill, the Dragonborn would have already been burnt to ashes.

"You said that the Forsworn Slaughter Warrant was a reward that my people and I fought for ourselves, not a reward that you gave. You are really shameless." Mednach said as he gritted his teeth.

"Did I say something wrong? Can't you get this reward for what you and your people have done? Or do you think it's not enough? Well, do you think the bounty isn't enough? That should be enough. There are so many people after all, and I remember the joy of a brave man who singlehandedly destroyed one of your camps to be made a baron by me." The Dragonborn said in surprise.

Mednach opened his eyes wide, as if he was about to jump out. His right hand also held onto his sword, wanting to pull it out so that he could stab it into the Dragonborn's head and chest. He wanted to see what kind of head and heart it was, to actually be shameless to such an extent.

"Isn't it only right and proper that my people and I should want to drive the Node out of Rich and rebuild the kingdom? The Node people have taken our land, destroyed our homes, and slaughtered us. Do we have to greet them with smiles and thank them for everything they have done? " Mednach really could not take it anymore and directly questioned the Dragonborn.

The moment the Dragonborn heard Mednach's question, he immediately regained his dignity as a king and answered Mednach's question: "Yes, you did the right thing. Bandits broke into your house and tried to kill you for wealth. It's not wrong for you to resist, but it's your fault.

First of all, your Forsworns have no bottom line when it comes to recruiting members. As long as they are willing to join you, even if they are criminals who have committed heinous crimes, they will be willing to accept.

Second, if you want revenge, then gather your strength and fight a decisive battle openly, instead of constantly carrying out terrorist attacks to make Rui Chi panic.

Thirdly: you are human beings, after all. When I was at war with the Unification of the Sky, when the Great Land sent its army to besiege me with the Imperial Corps, I wouldn't have cared if you hadn't attacked that group of Sharp Ears, but you helped them lead them into the city of Marcasse, which is no doubt a betrayal of human beings.

After the fourth siege of Marcasse City, you directly treated it as a carnival, and carried out a indiscriminate slaughter. You wantonly raised the butcher's knife to the human race, causing "Carcas Seven Days." Tell me, is it worth it for me to issue this reward for you Forsworns with the four crimes that I have summarized for you?"

When the Dragonborn was finished, his beautiful obsidian-like eyes stared intently at Mednach, and an incomparably terrifying aura burst out from his body, causing Mednach to feel as if he was facing a dragon. He couldn't help but take two steps back reflexively.

But he suddenly thought of his dignity as a king, and immediately stopped in his tracks. Then, he firmly walked in front of the Dragonborn, walked to a distance of only 10 centimeters, and replied while looking straight into the Dragonborn's obsidian eyes.

"I admit my crimes, but it is necessary. We can do anything now to restore our nation, and to drive out the Node, and we will pay any price! History is written by the winner! " Mednach said word by word.

"I really didn't expect you to be so conscious. I really didn't expect you to have the conviction to restore your country when you were already at the end of your road. I don't know whether I should praise you or condemn you for your madness." The Dragonborn shook his head, sensing Mednach's incurable.

"Cut the crap. Just say it. What are you looking for me for?! Dragonborn!" Mednach no longer had the mood to continue arguing with the Dragonborn. He only wanted to know the purpose of the Dragonborn looking for him.

"Do you want to fight to the death in glory and preserve your last bit of dignity, or are you going to be trapped on the mountain and starve to death without any dignity?" Mednach wanted to get straight to the point, and the Dragonborn also helped him.

"Aren't you here to persuade them to surrender?" Mednach's eyes were filled with disbelief. He had not expected that the Dragonborn would invite him out not to make them surrender, but to let them choose how they would die.

"When the Forsworn Slaughter Order was issued, there was no reconciliation at all. Can't you even see that? It wasn't that no Forsworns wanted to surrender before, but their heads had already been cut off to receive the bounty.

I have already said, when I first unified the universe, that I will let bygones be bygones bygones if you surrender within a month. But because of your call, you have long since lost the opportunity, so don't entertain any impractical illusions." The Dragonborn said with cold eyes.

"Alright, alright, alright. Since that's the case, just wait and see. We'll meet on the battlefield at noon tomorrow! You must make sure your men are well prepared. Don't let us kill you all. Otherwise, you will lose all face!" Mednach smiled bitterly and returned to the top of the mountain after saying those harsh words.

The Dragonborn silently watched him leave until he had completely disappeared from his line of sight. Only then did he turn around and return to the army camp at the foot of the mountain.

The moment Mednach returned, he immediately gathered the important people in the camp, three Ghost Ravens, four Hearts of Thorns, and two Forsworn generals, and told them about the Dragonborn's decision towards them.

"What? The Dragonborn is ruthless to such an extent? There are more than ten thousand people here, and he actually wants to kill all of us? Doesn't he know that if we fight with our lives on the line, we can still cause quite a lot of casualties to his people?" One of the Ghost Nannies said in extreme fear.

As soon as she said that, all the people present, with the exception of the Ghost Crow Lady, couldn't help but stare at her. It seems that the masterpiece of the Demon Gods like you guys is the most cruel and merciless. You guys can be said to be proficient in dissecting living people and conducting human experiments. The Dragonborn is obviously just a normal method on the battlefield, and you are so afraid because you are afraid of death.

But no one said it out loud. After all, they needed to work together now, and it was not the time to cause internal strife. They would be ready for war by tomorrow, but Mednach did not have that much patience. He pulled out his sword and stabbed it into the Ghost Lady's heart.

"You!" The Ghost Lady's eyes widened, but after that, she could no longer speak. Mednach stabbed her in the heart and stirred it violently before pulling it out and kicking her to the ground.

"Mednach, what are you saying? Are you betraying your ally?" One of the Ghost Nannies said sternly when she saw Mednach's actions.

"Tomorrow will be the final battle with the Dragonborn and his army. I don't want any words to disturb the morale of our troops, so don't let your imagination run wild. Tomorrow will be the time of death, so don't let the Demon Gods wait too long. I called you here to inform you not to tell you anything. That's all. Dismissed!" With that, Mednach left the tent.

The faces of everyone present turned ashen. They all knew that it would be hard for them to escape tomorrow. No one wanted to die, but tomorrow would be a certain death. Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

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The next day, at noon, the Dragonborn rode on the Odahwin and watched the actions of the Forsworns at the top of the mountain. Seeing them putting all of the remaining food into the big pot to stew, he understood that Mednach had indeed chosen to die with dignity. After all, if they wanted to die, it would be impossible for them to still eat and drink so extravagantly.

And so he immediately rode Odahving around the camp and released the sound of "Zul Mey Gut" throwing and started his speech: "My warriors, all of you listen carefully, the following group of stupid and incompetent human traitors: The Forsworns, will break out of your encirclement.

You must not let those fellows get what they want. What do you think you should say when I was negotiating with that ragdoll yesterday and he said he was going to kill you with his army? "

The soldiers in the military camp immediately became passionate: "Kill all of those human traitors, the rag-and-bone pseudo-king hung his head on the city gate of Dugu City and turned them into ashes!"

"Good, in a moment, they will be going down the mountain and charging at us. Get in formation, and use your undiminished power to show them who is the real human being, and show them how powerful you are!"

"Understood, Your Majesty!" The soldiers immediately replied in unison!

Everyone immediately surrounded the entire bottom of the mountain and formed a large formation. Then, they all took a deep breath, and at this time, the Forsworns had all finished gathering and directly rushed down the stairs without any hesitation. Right now, they were no longer afraid of death, because they all knew that if they were going to die, they might as well fight to the death.

Even if there was no way for him to survive, if he could drag someone down with him, it would be a huge profit. Mednach took the lead, riding down on his horse with his sword in his hand. If he were to use the momentum of the two thousand-meter mountain to rush down, he might really be able to break through the battle array. Of course, that was under normal circumstances.

"Fus" "Fus Ro" "Fus Ro" and Fus Ro Dah The soldiers who had formed the battle formation all uttered a deafening, unabated sound. Most of them uttered only one paragraph, a small number of them two, and a small number of them a third, but that was more than enough.

The Forsworns that were charging down from the front were all blown up into the sky by the Unbreakable Force at close range, and Mednach was no exception, but he soon stepped on his own horse and let it ride on his own.

The Forsworns who were charging down behind them were all forced to stop their charge and froze where they were. Unfortunately, they were already on the downhill slope, and could still remain stiff when the dragon's roar was released, but after the dragon's roar lost its effect, some of them immediately rolled down from the hillside, while some of them barely managed to keep their balance and continued their charge.

But how could the soldiers of the Node at the foot of the mountain give up on such a good opportunity? They directly aimed at the Forsworns and began a counter-charge. Very quickly, the Forsworns who were rolling down the mountain were directly struck by a sword, a hammer, an axe, or simply dodged, causing them to roll to the foot of the mountain and die.

"Bang!" The two torrents finally collided, but anyone could tell that the Forsworns who came down from above were bound to be defeated. Although they were all determined to die, and had the power of the charge buffed, their weapons and equipment were extremely simple, their weapons were made of wood or stone, their armor was mostly made of fur, and there were very few people who were equipped with iron weapons and armor.

On the other hand, the Dragonblood Warriors' equipment was all personally made by the Dragonborn from dragon scales or ebony, and the quality was almost at the highest level, while the Node Fearless Warriors' army was also all equipped with steel standard weapons.

The most important thing was that the Dragon Blood Warriors were all experts who had survived the dragon blood bath, and there were also quite a few Master Level warriors. The Fearless Warriors of the Nordrass were also the cream of the crop, and they were all veterans, while the majority of the Forsworns were old and weak, and there were pitifully few veterans or mages, so how could they fight?

"Pah!" A Dragon Blood Warrior easily kicked down a Forsworn Warrior, then waved his dragon scale sword and easily stabbed him in the chest, telling him to report to the Demon God.

"Shua!" An Oathkeeper condensed an icepick in his right hand and stabbed it towards the Dragonblood Warrior. Unfortunately, the icepick didn't even pierce through his dragon scale armor, not to mention his skin that was as hard as iron.

"Whoosh!" He directly took out the Dragon Scale Bow from his back and pulled out a steel arrow, which easily exploded the head of the Forsworn mage who had ambushed him, causing blood to splatter everywhere, adding a bloody beauty to the battlefield.

"Dang dang dang!" A Forsworn's hands quickly danced with his Forsworn's swords as if they were dancing, causing one of his opponents, the Fearless Warrior, to raise his shield and parry in all directions, without any chance to counterattack at all, and very quickly, his shield was sent flying by the Forsworn's sword.

Then, the Forsworn waved his swords and stabbed towards his chest. Two arrows of blood splashed out, causing the Fearless Warrior to cry out in pain as he fell to the ground, holding onto his wound. Just as the Forsworn was about to stab him again, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a huge sword stabbed into his chest.

It was one of the Fearless Warriors who immediately came to help when he saw that his comrade was in trouble, and the Fearless Warrior who had fallen to the ground gratefully nodded his head at his comrade, then took out a bottle of Health Potion from his pocket and drank it, quickly recovering from his injuries. The Sky Army even distributed healing potions, and the Forsworn could be said to have been completely crushed, and it was very clear that the scales of victory were indeed tilting towards the Sky Army.

After ten Forsworns fell, it might be enough for a warrior from the horizon to fall, and these ten fallen Forsworns would definitely not be able to stand up, and if the fallen Sky Warrior had the protection of his comrades, he would still be able to stand up and continue fighting after taking the medicine.

"Bang!" An explosive fireball exploded in the middle of the skyline army, causing dozens of people to be knocked down, but they quickly stood up again, but this was also a signal that the Forsworn's high-end fighting strength was on the stage. They saw that the hand of a Ghost Lady was still burning, and her claws had easily broken through the steel armor and injured a Fearless Warrior. Fortunately, this Fearless Warrior had relied on his experience to dodge in time, otherwise, he wouldn't have been left with a mark, but had his heart and lungs dug out.

Accompanying the fireball was an ice spear that was as thick as a grown man. This ice spear was immediately given to two Forsworns who were tangling with the Dragonblood Warrior. After freezing them into ice statues, the ice spear pierced through the armor of dragon scales through the effect of penetration, and even cut open his skin and pierced through his left lungs. The extreme cold caused all of his internal organs to freeze into a ball.

But fortunately, the dragonblood warrior was no ordinary man. After half-kneeling on the ground, he quickly took out a large amount of health potion and drank it. The extreme cold dissipated and his body returned to its peak condition.

The Ghost Lady and Thornheart's eyes widened. Neither of them had expected the dracaenas or the Node Yong Dauntless to be carrying potions with them, and they seemed to be carrying a lot of them. It would be difficult to drag them down with them unless they were killed in one shot or they were not given potions.

But in reality, it was already too late. It was impossible for them to drag the enemy down with them, because the battlefield was filled with screams from the Forsworns. The screams of the Node people could be said to be minimal, and the ratio of casualties had really reached a terrifying 5:1 ratio. Putting aside the fact that there were more Sky Warriors surrounding them than they were, and that the Sky Warriors were more elite than them, not to mention that the several hundred cavalry that they had charged at the beginning were directly blown up into the sky, which made their strength even less. Even so, they were still able to fight to a loss of 5:1 because of their will to live.

"Caw! The Ghost Lady was about to cast another spell, but she was rudely interrupted this time. Hundreds of archers were ready to snipe from the rear, waiting for such a troublesome creature to show up before sniping again. When they saw the Ghost Lady and the Heart of Thorns' trademark appearance, they immediately drew their bows and nocked their arrows, and after they cast a round of magic, they aimed at their limbs and bones.

"Swooosh!" Hundreds of arrows suddenly appeared in the sky and appeared before the eyes of the Heart of Thorns and the Ghost Lady. The arrows pierced through their bodies and into their bodies. The arrows were completely penetrated. It was easy to imagine how strong the arms of an archer were. The man and the monster who had been shot into a sieve immediately fell to the ground. They could not get up. They could not even scream. There was not even a complete body left.

Their fall sent the remaining Thornhearts and Ravens and Ghost Nannies into silence, not daring to show their faces again, but what was the use of it? The dragons in the sky saw everything clearly. Although Liu Tianyu made them unable to attack, he told them to send a message, and when their position was exposed to the dragons, the dragons directly reminded the archers that what awaited them was only a rain of death arrows that blotted out the sun.

"Boom!" The Forsworns that had been sent flying in the air finally fell down and turned into "delicious meat patties." He believed that after looking at them, ordinary people would have a psychological and physiological resistance to the meat patties, but at this moment, he suddenly saw that one of the people who had fallen down was actually unharmed. He even took out his sword and swept it in all directions, sending the Node Fearless Warrior and the Forsworns beside him flying. At least a dozen people were still alive because of this move, but what was the use of it? The battle was already one-sided.

The lucky one was Mednach. After he fell down and used this sweeping technique, he had been gasping for breath the entire time, looking as if he was about to collapse. Just as he was about to take out the health potion, the magic potion, and the endurance potion to recover, three arrows hit the medicine bottle on his waist accurately, instantly creating a big hole, leaving the medicine on the ground, and he himself was surrounded by the Dragonblood Warrior.

But no one wanted to kill him, but rather wanted to capture him alive and offer him to the Supreme King to show their loyalty to the Supreme King. As the guards of the Supreme King, they had long since lost their sense of fame and fortune, and their supreme goal was only loyalty to the Supreme King.

Mednach looked at the Dragonblood Warriors surrounding him and suddenly laughed out loud, shouting: "Could it be that these are the brave Norders? Is this the Norders who advocate fairness? Where is your supreme king? Call him out! I want to have a one-on-one life and death duel with him!"

The blood dragon warriors all looked at him with an unfriendly expression. He was obviously about to become a prisoner, yet he was still so arrogant. This was something that they had never seen before, and he was even more arrogant than Tuliusi. At any rate, Tulius was the one who surrendered to save his last shred of dignity, and this guy had clearly fallen into their hands, yet he still dared to be so arrogant. He was truly courting death.

"All of you, get out of the way. Since he wants to die so badly, then I will grant him his wish. However, Mednach, don't want to die so easily. I will absorb your soul and store you in the Star of Darkness, letting you know what it means to beg for death. I believe that it doesn't matter to a person like you, or even be happy. After all, that is Azura's divine weapon."

The Dragonborn walked over directly, and the soldiers who surrounded the Mednach opened up a path for the Dragonborn to pass.

"Humph, don't think that you have already won. The outcome of the duel between the Dragonborn and me is still unknown."

Mednach was stubborn. At this moment, he no longer had anything to worry about. Just because he was surrounded and the sounds of battle in the distance were getting less and less, he understood. In just a few hours, his army had been completely annihilated, his people had become history, and now he had completely become the ruler of a fallen nation. Thus, he only had the idea of fighting to the death.

"The Devil Clan's Cursed Soul Warhammer is probably the greatest gift to a Demon God believer like you, right? To be able to die on a weapon forged by the Devil Clan that you believe in. "

The Dragonborn could not be bothered to deal with this stray dog anymore. Originally, if this guy was generous enough to sacrifice himself or pull out his sword to commit suicide, perhaps he would have thought much more highly of this ragged king, but right now, just because he wanted to fight with him to the death, he had completely lost interest in the Dragonborn. He only wanted to end this battle as soon as possible.

Mednach held his sword tightly with both his hands as he stared at the Dragonborn, and then his time completely stopped at this instant. The Dragonborn arrived in front of him at an unbelievable speed, raised the war hammer that weighed several tons with one hand and smashed it towards his head. Then he saw a headless body slowly fall into a pool of blood, and his body was even emitting a black light that was absorbed and stored by the Dark Star.

There was no hot blooded passion from the three hundred rounds of battle, nor were there any sparks from the clash of hammer and sword, nor was there any mutual understanding between the opponents. It was just a single strike of the hammer, and Mednach died on the spot. To the Dragonborn who had long since reached the Legendary Stage, Mednach's weak expert-level strength was just so weak.

The Dragonborn gently bent down and grabbed the sword that Mednach was still holding tightly in his hand. Then, he raised it high, causing everyone present to raise their hands and shout, "Long live the Supreme King!"

"Gather up the corpses of the Forsworns and burn them. Don't cause a plague, and gather up the comrades who will be sacrificed." The Dragonborn continued to give orders.

The people who received the order quickly went to complete the order of the Supreme King, and very quickly, the warriors in the sky were all gathered together. The sudden attack by the tens of thousands of Forsworns had only caused the death of 732 warriors and 1700 injuries, and if the Forsworns were still alive, they would probably die with everlasting regret if they saw the miracle that the Dragonborn was displaying right now.

The Dragonborn gently took out the sheath of the dazzling Eternal Dragon Blade from his own personal space and the Eternal Dragon Blade that was embedded in the sheath.

"Glowing Eternal Dragon Blade, unsheathe!" The Dragonborn shouted loudly. Immediately, the starlight seemed to have sensed something and it pulled itself out. Originally, it was just a steel sword, but suddenly, the hilt of the sword became extremely gorgeous. There were countless precious gems dotting it, and the tip of the sword became bright red, filled with a sense of beauty in contrast.

"Use the seal!" The Dragonborn shouted once again, and immediately, the starlight shone brilliantly. After the light flashed, the blade of its sword turned into a noble and beautiful golden color, and there was even a small dragon that was the same size as a dragon carved on it, and its entire body was shining with the light of various kinds of magic.

"Awake!" The Dragonborn removed the last seal, and instantly, the entire world seemed to change color for an instant, but it was only for an instant. No matter if it was the blade of the sword, the tip of the sword, or even the hilt of the sword, all of them had completely turned into an energy form, flickering with seven colors of light, as if it was made of rainbow. There even seemed to be a small dragon wrapped around its body.

Liu Tianyu gently pointed the starlight at the dead soldiers, and the sword also understood its intention. In an instant, a seven-colored light fell on the soldiers' bodies, and the soldiers who had long lost their breath and heartbeat recovered their breath and heartbeat. Even one of the soldiers' heads was gone but they had recovered. Not only that, but even their damaged weapons and armor had been renewed. That's right, the brilliance of the starlight was not resurrecting them, but reversing their time.

However, this wasn't all-powerful. The condition was that one's soul had to still be there. Otherwise, it would only be an empty shell. As long as one's soul was there, even if one's physical body was destroyed, the brilliant starlight could still revive one. It had to be said that the brilliant starlight was truly a terrifying divine weapon. It could even be described as omnipotent.

On the other hand, the Forsworn's side had all been gathered together, and then they were set aflame by the mages with raging flames. This burning flame rushed into the sky, causing the dragons flying in the air to seem to smell the fragrance of meat, and this flame that soared into the sky also symbolized that the Forsworn race could be considered to have completely perished.

At this point, the chaos of the Forsworns that had been going on for the past fifty years had come to an end today. The interior of the sky was completely at peace, and the next step would be to unite the humans under the same flag and fight for them again!