"Three days later, the Holy Son trial will continue as usual!"
After killing Sanchez with one blow, the Dread Lord didn't bother to pay attention to the scattered flames. He gave instructions to the various Saint Son teams and turned around to leave.
According to the Dreadlord, the "fire of revolution" is Sanchez's power. As long as Sanchez is killed, the scattered flames are completely negligible and will have no impact at all.
This is a "common sense" understanding. It's a pity... The power of a certain scammer has nothing to do with "common sense".
Alduin sneered, a single spark could start a prairie fire. It would be an unforgivable mistake to ignore any "revolutionary fire".
Later, the Dread Demon King sent another dozen legendary Dread Demons to organize the "Trial of the Holy Son" in the Bone Wilderness.
"Holy sons from all sides, come to the Tower of Bones to report quickly."
Standing on a towering tower at the entrance to the Bone Wastes, a legendary fear demon roared loudly.
"This is... Lord Gondos? His Majesty, the King of Fear, sent him here?"
"Lord Gondos is one of the top ten demon generals under the King of Fear, and is deeply trusted by His Majesty the King of Fear. Lord Gondos is very powerful."
"It seems that His Majesty attaches great importance to this Holy Son trial!"
"Something happened just now. Your Majesty must prevent similar incidents from happening. It is normal to send Lord Gondos here."
The Sons were talking a lot, and Alduin was smiling.
“No matter how many people you send, it’s useless.”
Alduin glanced at the legendary demon standing above the Tower of Bones, smiled and shook his head, "Lord Gondos? I hope you have not been oppressed, otherwise, you will also become a great 'revolutionary' .”
The saints from all walks of life walked towards the Tower of Bones to verify their identities and receive military badges.
There is a rune magic circle set up by the Dread Demon King in the White Bone Wasteland. Except for the King of Fear, anyone who enters the White Bone Wasteland will be instantly killed by the magic circle.
The saint sons from all walks of life came with an army. In the Trial of the Holy Son, commanding troops to fight is the key test. These troops are not from the Fear Royal Family. To enter the Bone Wasteland, they need military cards, otherwise they will be killed by the magic circle.
"Each Holy Son's troops are only allowed to have a maximum of 10,000 troops. Each Holy Son can only receive 10,000 military medals. Don't hide anything, and don't try to get away with it, otherwise, you will die miserably!"
In front of the Tower of Bones, a group of demons handed out military cards to various Saint Sons.
"Are you Nefarian?"
When Alduin came to the Tower of Bones, the demon in charge of issuing military cards from the level roster looked at Alduin in surprise and nodded, "That's right. Bloodline as pure as yours is rare! You From which family?"
"Family? I don't have a family!"
Alduin shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. Where did he come from some kind of ghost family
"No family?"
The legendary demon nodded without paying much attention.
It is said that this Nefarian is from a humble background. He is probably the bloodline left behind by some fearful royal family who is messing around outside! This kind of thing is very common in the Abyss of Fear.
"Okay. This is your Ten Thousand Army card, take it!"
After registering Nefarian's name, the legendary demon grabbed a storage bag and handed it to Alduin.
"Ten thousand military cards..."
Alduin opened the storage bag and saw ten thousand black magic iron badges inside. He shook his head, "Actually... I only have one nightmare and one guard. I only need one badge."
"A guard?"
The legendary demon was stunned!
There is only one bodyguard, but he also comes to participate in the Holy Son Trial? Are you planning to hit 10,000 by yourself? What an idea!
"Poor! No money! Can't recruit guards!"
The reason Alduin gave was so powerful that it left the legendary demon speechless.
"Well, with your bloodline, even if you fail completely in the Holy Son Trial, you will still be able to succeed. Forget it, let's do that!"
The legendary demon waved to Alduin, "Go! Go!"
"yes!"
Alduin put away the storage bag, turned around and left the Tower of Bones.
"Is ten thousand military cards the basic configuration? Even if I only have one guard, I was still given ten thousand military cards."
Alduin weighed the storage bag in his hand, with a smile on his face, "It seems... these military cards can be used in some way?"
Alduin returned to "The Station". Yes, resident. Each Son of God has a designated area for garrisoning troops.
As the Holy Son, Alduin naturally enjoys the treatment of "resident". It's a pity... The station is empty, with only Zaire as a guard and a nightmare beast. How shabby!
"Your Highness Nefarian, we..."
Zaire saw the legions stationed around him and compared his own body. His knees were already weak!
In the Trial of the Holy Son, there will be a battle between the armies of various Holy Sons. Among the soldiers under the command of His Highness Nefarian... I am the only one!
You want me to fight so much alone? Zaire said, "I can't do this!"
"I am very strong, but my subordinates are the weakest. They are neither easy to mess with nor threatening. In this way, wouldn't it be very safe in the Holy Son Trial?"
Alduin certainly knew what Zaire was worried about. If Zaire were to fight the armies of other Sons according to the normal Holy Son trials, it would be too difficult for him.
"Your Highness is wise!"
Although he was a little helpless about being "the weakest under his command", Zaire was relieved when he heard Alduin's words. At least... I won't die too miserably.
"Zaire, do you have any cloth or leather?"
On the bare "station", not only were there no troops, there wasn't even a tent. Apart from riding on Nightmare's back, Alduin could only sit on the ground.
"Cloth and leather? I...I don't have any."
As a wandering demon, Zaire's most valuable possession is the nightmare beast. Now that the nightmare is Alduin's special mount, he has nothing.
"Forget it! I'll do it myself!"
There was no other way, so Alduin could only use the "Mark of the True Spirit" to have the system resource library create a piece of black cloth and a flagpole.
He took out the flagpole and hung it on a black cloth. Alduin took out a pen and ink and started writing on the black cloth.
"Your Highness, are you making a battle flag? The great Nefarian battle flag is really exciting!"
Before Zaire could finish speaking, Alduin had already raised the flag. Zaire was stunned when he saw the demonic words written on the black cloth.
"Military cards are for sale. If you want to buy them, hurry up?"
His Highness Nefarian is doing business? He... he wants to sell military cards
Your Highness, you are a great pure-blood royal family, and you are a pure-blood descendant of His Majesty the King of Fear. Isn't it... too... too embarrassing for you to do this
"Nefarian is selling military cards?"
"He...he...is so thoughtful!"
"Is this okay? Can military cards also be sold?"
"Every Holy Son only thinks that there are not enough military cards. Who has military cards for sale? This Nefarian is so interesting!"