On the north bank of the Bro River, a place where ice and snow will never melt, the winter solstice city, and the deep water port.

With the 'squeak' sound, the huge water gate began to pull up and rise, and a large ship slowly sailed in, approached and stopped at the dock on the shore.

Then, the dock workers who had been waiting here quickly got busy. They rushed up, carried their hands on their shoulders, and carried all kinds of cargo to the ship.

There are also many professional boatmen who are inspecting, adjusting and smearing the big ship. With the cooperation of some spellcasters, they use some strange means to fine-tune the big ship, making it less eye-catching, and decorate it like the ships sailing on the Bro.

Of course, the size of these ships cannot be changed. Each of them is over 100 meters long, not like a ship that makes a living in the Neihu Lake, but rather like sailing on the sea.

There were also many people walking down this big ship one after another, about two groups, one of which was a very obvious sailor. They seemed to be casual but were very alert. While walking, a fierce aura filled the air. When they looked around, their eyes would unconsciously pass through the vital position of the person.

Most of their weapons are clever long swords and scimitars, and a few of them are equipped with short muskets, which is completely incompatible with the weapons styles of the Northland big-collar weapons.

Their clothes were also slightly thin, mostly simple linen clothes, and a few people actually wore half-sleeved short sleeves and bare arms.

Although they also showed their strong bodies, the cold in the north still made them tremble.

As for the other group, all of them were wearing divine robes, most of which were black, with many teardrops and jagged golden patterns extending from them. The hem of the robes was uneven and the cuffs were extremely rough.

Even if their eyes are intact, they all have one-eyed black eye masks.

Among them, the higher-ranked one was wearing a blue and white robe, with blood-colored stripes that looked like bursting lightning, which was the holy emblem of Taros, the god of the storm.

That's right, these are all believers of the God of Storm Taros.

In the Endless Sea and the west of Walton, the territory of the Four Gods Alliance, they have a terrifying name, destroying the Crows.

As the main sacrificial legion of the Storm Empire, the sharp sword in the hands of Emperor Bilris, they appeared here at this moment, which is intriguing.

But looking at the reactions of the people around the Winter Solstice City, it seems that they have become accustomed to it.

At this time, on the city wall, two people were quietly watching the scene in front of them, one of whom was traveling in a dress.

She wore an ice and snow crown and a pleated long skirt that mopped the floor. Her white skin seemed to reflect light in the sun and ice and snow. When she stood there, she was naturally noble enough to look directly at it.

Her eyes were also as cold as the snow-capped mountains. Within her eyes, everyone who was staring at her seemed to have been baptized by the cold wind in the north, and unconsciously trembled in her heart and surrendered.

Of course, as the godly follower of the goddess of winter Oulur, she ruled the Winter Solstice City for more than fifty years and sent away several legendary queens of the King of Kelma, so she naturally has the qualifications to surrender.

But at this moment, looking at the big man beside her, her brows unconsciously frowned.

After thinking a little, she opened: "Duke Colondren, the following is already ready. Can you go and change your clothes?"

After she finished speaking, she received no reply. After a pause, she said almost word by word: "Duke, I think this trip is unnecessary!"

Beside her was a burly and strong man with a height of more than 2.5 meters and a strangely light blue skin. He was also wearing a blue lightning robe, very loose, but still could not cover up the explosive muscles.

His weapon was even more strange. It was a long chain hanging around his waist, as thick as an adult's arm; the other end was a rusty anchor, hanging in the air of the city wall. Just by the pit caused by the anchor knocking on the wall when it swung in the wind, the anchor was able to see the heaviness of the anchor.

However, the giant hung around his waist as if nothing had happened.

This person's image is too unique. As long as someone who has heard his story here, he can tell his identity at a glance.

This person, once one of the largest pirate groups on Endless Sea, the captain of the Angry Sea Tide Pirates, is known as the strongest man in Endless Sea, and has had an amazing record of tearing down deep-sea monsters with his hands.

Now, he is the powerful man whom the Storm Empire defeated and conquered with his own hands. He is one of the nine dukes of the Empire, the priests who ruled the Storm Temple and destroyed the crows.

After hearing the Queen of Ice and Snow, Grand Duke Colondren did not reply immediately, but paused for a moment before making a voice: "Men, are you afraid?"

The corners of the Ice and Snow Queen's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and her chest was undulating several times before she suppressed her anger: "My grandpa, I'm calculating for your safety!"

"Yeah, hahahaha, safe? Safe?" Grand Duke Colondren seemed to hear some huge joke and let out a low roar. His body trembled, and the huge anchor was trembling.

The shock spread, and under the city wall, the calm water surface had ripples spreading to all sides, even causing the big ships to shake. Many people were unstable and they even fell into the water.

Finally, Grand Duke Colondren turned around, lowered his head, looked down at the Snow Queen condescendingly, and said, "If King Hakas is still there, I might be a little afraid?"

But now, even if your identity is exposed, do you think Sharp can keep me, or is it the disabled who broke his arm in the temple?

Or do you really think that new King Amon is qualified to stand in front of me?”

Grand Duke Colondren's arrogance is almost unconcealed, but he does have the strength of arrogance. Ice has spread under the feet of the Ice and Snow Queen, frozen the city wall and stabilized the city wall.

She raised her head and looked at the giant without any permission, but her words became soft: "The Grand Duke said I was afraid, yes, I am really afraid!

When the oracle is issued, and when my lord joins the God of Storm Taros, my Winter Solstice City is already a member of the Storm Empire, the sword in the hand of Emperor Bilris.

This is an unchangeable fact!

Now, the emperor wants to plan for the north, and to set a foundation in the shortest time and stand firm. My Winter Solstice City is naturally responsible for it.

But this place is the North after all, and there are nearly ten true gods fighting for the land of faith, and there are also god-like disputes and the church of pseudo-gods.

I know that the Grand Duke is brave and fearless and unstoppable; I also know that the "Destroy Crows" Legion is amazing.

But the Northland quickly comes to the xenophobia, and if you reveal your identity, it is not difficult to escape, but if the Grand Duke's plan is exposed, it loses its secretness and is then collectively targeted by the Northland. At that time, are you really not afraid of the Great Emperor Bilris?"

Grand Duke Colondren stared at the Queen of Ice and Snow for a long time, and suddenly laughed. The fierce giant smiled a little sincerely. As soon as he should have been strong before, he nodded with a smile: "No, not bad, you must have been holding these words for a long time, right?"

Queen of Ice: “Hmm?”

Grand Duke Colondren: "I have been waiting for a long time too! Until now, I have only a little bit of trust that you and the Winter Solstice City belong to the Storm Empire.

Because, you have already started to think about problems from the perspective of ‘we’.”

The Queen of Ice and Snow looked at the big duke who seemed to have changed in front of her, and seemed to understand something: "All the things you used to disguise? Are you also testing me?"

Grand Duke Colondren nodded: "I have to be careful every step I have to come here by the Emperor!

And although you are selfish and afraid that the Winter Solstice City will be the target of everyone, at least you dare not disobey the oracle."

At this moment, the Queen of Ice and Snow couldn't help but feel cold on her back and sweated layer by layer.

At this moment, she suddenly woke up. The person in front of her was so deceptive that she was deceived by his disguise.

But the question is, how can a person who can become the captain of a rare pirate group in the Endless Sea; be valued by Bilris, defeated and recovered by himself; and accept the "Destroy Crow Flock" of the Temple's direct legion, be a reckless man with only strength and no brains?

He just hid all his wisdom and calculations under that strong body!

Silenced slightly, she said again: "Then can I cancel this time when I go to Kelma?"

"If I hadn't had this conversation today, I wouldn't have gone this trip. But now, I have to go!"

"Why is this?"

"Because the rear is stable, I have to meet the new king of the ancient Mongolian tribe for a while."

It was faint, Grand Duke Colondren smiled again, with a deep bloodthirsty hidden in his smile: "I heard that he also has a red dragon mount. I have killed a deep-sea giant beast, but I have never teared the dragon with my hands?"

In the sunset, the ship had already pulled up the sails and began to move south along the river. They set off a little late, and now they had to speed up in order to hurry up.

In the city, the Snow Queen stood there for a long time and no one knew what she was thinking. However, she looked at the ship that was leaving, with a little anger and a little more relaxed.

At the bow of the boat, a man who was two meters tall and was no different from an ordinary guard faced the wind, looking at the bright sunset, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was also gorgeous.

...

To the north of Kelma City, a group of sloppy men were marching hard.

They came from the Thrace wasteland, and with the hope of countless tribes' survival, they crossed the wasteland and ice and snow, and came here.

From afar, they could already see the steep dragon nest, and they stopped unconsciously. Some people even radiated the light of hatred in their eyes.

However, the leading man waved his hand without hesitation, and lowered his head with a few whips, but he still roared: "The great witch escaped, fled with those nobles, and the God of North Wind abandoned us. Now, we are a group of pitiful people begging for life.

This is our only chance to survive. Even if you are not afraid of death, you have to think of your children and your women.

So, lower your heads and beg for forgiveness and intake with the humblest gesture, even as slaves!”

...

In the south of Kelma City, in the wilderness, a caravan starting from the craft city of Gond was camping.

A fat man named Konozar Minaros stood on the high slope and looked into the distance. His eyes seemed to be able to see the city called Kelma through a long distance, and see the vitality there.

As the leader of the caravan, he has actually been here many times. Because of his understanding, he is worried and afraid.

Many times, he saw the weakness of the ancient Mongolians and wanted to do something, but although he was a prince, he was not the master of Minaros, nor King Vitali, so he could not decide anything.

Now, the city has a new master, and it is said that it is an extremely powerful master, so he wants to come and take a look. Even if his subordinates oppose it and say that the time is inappropriate, he still stubbornly wants to come and take a look.

He wanted to use his eyes to see what the enemy in his heart had turned into!

...

As the celebration time approached, more and more teams gathered around the city of Kelma. They came from Aldian, from Winter Solstice, from Glacier, from Crafts City, and even from Lion City.

They had caravans, envoys, light and darkness, and they gathered with all kinds of thoughts, as if the city of Kelma had become a huge stage at this time.

At the same time, this night, Amon entered the Colorful Road again.

Standing in the changing colors, he slowly took out the dazzling ball given by his former Nightmare Lord, and then he threw it into the sky without any hesitation.

So, the ball was broken, and countless light spots rose to the sky, as if they were about to turn into stars...
Chapter completed!