Chapter 27 Bloody Massacre, Battle with the King

Author: The fog dissipates

Chapter 27 Bloody Massacre, Battle with the King

Spring begins in Dark Age 8418.

Two months passed in a hurry, Chu Ming and the others crossed the vast land of ice and snow, and when spring came, they returned to the royal capital again after three years.

On the outskirts of the royal capital, Chu Ming dismounted and handed the reins to Ge Hai.

He plans to enter the royal capital directly, and Lawrence and the others will meet up with Black Crow here.

Ge Hai said worriedly: "Young Master, be careful, Master Harold will leave it to me."

"rest assured."

Chu Ming patted him on the shoulder, bid farewell to the two of them and prepared to enter the royal capital.

Halfway through, Lawrence's hoarse voice sounded from behind.

"Come back alive."

Chu Ming waved his hand without looking back.

"knew."

In fact, he never thought about coming back alive. In just two months, the dark power made his character become a lot more violent. I don't know how much humanity he will have left in a few years.

As soon as Jarvan dies, he will be the next troll king.

Then the ending of the alien world will not change in any way.

The best ending is that he first kills all the trolls in Jarvan and Roden Kingdom, and then kills himself.

As long as humans can get some breathing space, they can be free to resist the increasingly terrifying dark creatures.

Even if he is not around in the future, maybe people from other worlds will find their own way out and get rid of the control of bloodline shackles.

Walking to the main road, Chu Ming blended into the passing caravans.

Naturally, his plan to break into the royal capital this time was not to show off his strength, but to allow the Hunter's Sword to absorb enough blood mist before meeting the Troll King, and to achieve the conditions for activating the Hunting Fever skill.

Only in this way can he be in his strongest state to face the strongest dark king of this era.

On the avenue.

As caravans came and went, Chu Ming looked at the hidden monsters in the crowd and chuckled.

Today is the day of the troll banquet. Countless troll nobles and crazy knights gather here. This is a carnival belonging to the monsters.

"Of course, it's also my carnival."

Chu Ming whispered and drew the hunter's sword.

The guards at the gate of the royal capital looked wary when they saw him taking out his weapon. Then he was stunned and recognized his identity.

"Andrew, let's take it easy!"

The two guards roared angrily and ran towards him, turning into ugly monsters lying on all fours.

A trace of bloodlust flashed in Chu Ming's eyes, and then, an afterimage of red light pierced the air.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, before the two monster guards landed, their bodies were broken into two pieces, and black blood spilled all over the ground.

"Ahh!!"

Everyone was so frightened by this scene that they froze in place. After several seconds, they fled in panic and screamed.

After taking care of all the guards at the door, Chu Ming easily entered the royal capital.

But before he had gone far, the city guard knights who received the news rushed over and surrounded him in the middle of the street.

"stop!"

Chu Ming stopped, turned around, glanced at all the city guard knights, and said with a smile:

"Haha, it's really a bunch of demons dancing around, not a single human being."

As he finished speaking, his eyes turned blood red.

Suddenly strong winds gathered, the air gradually became heavy and dense, and the city guard knights suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

Chu Ming held the long sword in his hand and took a step forward.

King's pressure!

The endless hurricane fell to the ground with this movement. As if they were hit hard, everyone vomited blood and fell to their knees, revealing their ugly dark original form.

It is like a young man walking among a group of demons. If he takes a step with a sword, his head will fall to the ground if the sword rises or falls.

The corpse fell to the ground, and black blood spurted out, spreading outward along the gaps between the stone bricks. It was like flowers of sin were blooming on the ground.

After a cup of tea, Chu Ming was the only one left standing on the street, surrounded by monster corpses piled up into a hill.

The blood mist slowly floated out from the corpse and lingered around his body. The blood in his eyes became more and more intense as he looked towards the palace not far away.

"Jiawen, I'm here."

…

In the palace, there was singing and dancing, and the nobles gathered around the long table, drinking and talking.

If you ignore the bloody pieces of meat on the table and the horrifying conversations of the nobles, this banquet looks perfectly normal.

Beside the long table, Monroe sat on his seat, eyes tightly closed, and his knife and fork had not been touched.

A noble next to Monroe glanced at the shining knife and fork in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Duke Monroe, this virgin's flesh and blood is really delicious, what do you think of it?"

When the other nobles heard his question, they stopped their knives and forks and stared at Monroe closely.

Monroe replied calmly: "Arman, you know I don't eat these."

"Really, it's such a pity." Arman said regretfully: "I originally wanted to share my captive meat with you."

"But Monroe, I am very interested in the student named Andrew in your college. You won't refuse to share it with us."

"Speaking of which, I haven't tasted the flesh and blood of a half-blood knight." A noble's appetite was aroused and he licked his blood-stained lips.

"Hahaha, gentlemen, I also want to try it."

The nobles talked to each other, and in the pleasant conversation, they had already regarded Andrew as a meal on the plate, and they wished they could catch him on the dining table now, gnaw on the flesh and blood, break the bones and eat the marrow.

Monroe looked at everyone deeply and said nothing.

The nobles were unforgiving and chatted freely, expressing their contempt for Andrew in their words.

Suddenly there was movement from ahead.

"Dong dong..."

Rhythmic table knocking sounded, and everyone immediately booed and looked towards the front of the long table.

Even though this impolite behavior was not in line with noble etiquette, no one dared to rebuke him.

At the head of the long table, the Troll King Javin Spears opened his deep eyes, clasped his hands, and looked at Monroe at the table.

"Monroe, the students in your college seem to be restless."

Monroe's expression remained unchanged and he said respectfully: "Your Highness Jiawen, I will deal with it right now."

"No."

Jiawen slowly stood up, his tall figure of 1.9 meters giving people a full sense of oppression.

"He's already here."

"I will personally dissect his flesh and blood and place it on the table."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the palace door roared and collapsed, shattering the glazed windows on the top of the palace.

Colorful glass fragments fell like rain, reflecting the magnificent light in the sun. Chu Ming bathed in the light and walked to the long table with a long sword in his hand.

"Gavin Spears, I am your killer."

After saying that, Chu Ming raised his middle finger to him.

"Ah."

Jiawen narrowed his eyes. Although he didn't know what the middle finger meant, he felt insulted.

"Andrew, Baron Harold seems not to have taught you etiquette."

The man bent his legs and flew towards Chu Ming like a cannonball.

boom!

The fist landed on the long sword, and the scattered colored glaze was instantly rushed to both sides by the air current. Before a few unlucky nobles could react, they were hit by the shock wave against pillars and walls.

Among them was Arman, who took the lead in humiliating Monroe and mocking Chu Ming.

Chu Ming withstood the heavy pressure and did not retreat. The gold-embellished red carpet beneath his feet sunk a little deeper into the floor.

"Kneel down!"
To be continued...