"Um... Lord Gondos, do you think we should invite His Highness Nefarian to come out?"
The demons responsible for organizing the Son's trial all looked helpless.
Nefarian is clearly a descendant of His Majesty the Dread King. As a son of the original blood, competing with these descendants who are separated by who knows how many generations is really bullying!
Prince Nefarian does not need to pass the so-called "Trial of the Holy Son" to prove himself!
College students must be prohibited from participating in kindergarten mathematics competitions!
"This... I can only ask His Majesty for instructions!"
Gondos was also speechless. I originally thought he was a "revolutionary comrade", but turned out to be a "counterrevolutionary leader". How embarrassing is this
"Yes! Yes! This matter is important. Report to His Majesty immediately!"
His Majesty must be very happy about the new Son of Origin Blood.
"All right!"
Gondos reached out and took out an arcane rune, activated the spell, and reported Nefarian's situation to the Dread Lord.
"I see!"
The Fear Lord nodded, "After playing for so long, it's time to go home! I will take him back!"
Bone Wilderness!
Alduin used the aura of fear to defeat the two fighting teams, and then... happily grabbed the loot.
"Eh? The decoration on your fangs is actually a magic device? That's great!"
Alduin mentioned the Holy Son of the "Dark Wings" family, and saw that this Holy Son's demon fangs were actually embedded with a golden ring, and it was also a piece of magic equipment, and he immediately became interested.
"I...I...I'll take it off right away!"
The Holy Son of Dark Wings completely accepted defeat and quickly reached out to pick up the golden ring on his fangs.
"No need to bother."
Alduin smiled and reached out to take the rune sword from Zaire's hand. "Don't worry, it will be quick and it won't hurt at all!"
"Ah, no… "
Amidst the screams of the Dark Winged Son, Alduin chopped off the Dark Winged Son's fangs with a sword.
"Zaire, put it away! You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are when you don't have a family! We are afraid of poverty! If we catch the opportunity to make a fortune, we must not let it go! We must be diligent and thrifty, you know? When collecting trophies, you must be careful. "
Throwing the broken fang to Zaire, Alduin threw the Son of Dark Wings with blood spurting out of his mouth, and turned around to find the loot again!
"I'll do it myself! I'll do it myself!"
The fate of the Holy Son of the Wings of Darkness made the Holy Son of the Eye of Destruction tremble all over. He quickly took off the decoration on the devil's horn and handed it to Alduin respectfully, for fear that he would chop off his horn with a sword!
"Yeah! Not bad! Not bad!"
Alduin's face was full of admiration, "You are very good! I like smart people like you the most!"
"Yes! Yes! As long as His Highness is happy!"
The Son of Destruction is about to cry without tears.
"Okay! Nefarian, stop playing, it's time to go home!"
At this time, a black cloud light condensed in mid-air, revealing a huge demonic figure.
Although this demon has restrained its power, the vast and majestic aura of power is still boundless, as if it is an endless void.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
"Meet His Majesty the King of Fear!"
The demons around him shivered with fear when they saw this huge figure. They quickly fell to the ground and kowtowed respectfully.
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, the King of Fear?"
Zaire was so frightened that his feet gave way and he collapsed to the ground, not even daring to breathe.
"Your Majesty, King of Fear? Are you calling me to go home? I don't even know where home is, so why should I go home?"
Alduin's face was "shocked", but he smiled secretly in his heart, "Sure enough, the Dread Lord took the bait."
Pretending to be a "prince", he found the true location of the Dread Lord, and then... opened a location marker, and His Highness "Holy Victor" could lead a dungeon team to clear the "Dread King's Palace" dungeon.
“You’ll see your home in no time!”
The Dread Lord smiled and reached out to grab Alduin, "Let's go! Stop playing!"
With a roll of dark light, the Dread Lord grabbed Alduin and disappeared instantly.
"Your Highness! Your Highness Nefarian, don't... don't leave me!"
Zaire cried in panic, but...where can I find Nefarian
"It's over! It's over! I have robbed so many things, and now His Highness is not here and the enemy is right in front of me. What should I do?"
Seeing the demons surrounding him, Zaire's feet gave way and he knelt down with a thud. "Spare your life! Spare your life! I am the bodyguard of His Highness Nefarian. You can't kill me! You can't kill me!"
"Lord Zaire, you misunderstood! You are the bodyguard of His Highness Nefarian, how dare we disrespect you?"
Zaire was shocked to find that the demons around him all had fawning smiles on their faces, and there was no "settlement of accounts" as imagined.
His Highness Nefarian's name is so useful? It seems... developed
Zaire laughed wildly.
…
"This is my palace, and this is your home too!"
In the main hall of the Palace of Fear, a fearful demon wearing a gorgeous robe and a dark gold crown, with an aura as vast as the abyss, sat on the throne and looked at Alduin with a smile.
"Nefarian, your appearance surprises me! For countless years, I have given birth to countless descendants, but none of them have such pure blood as yours. So..."
The Dread Lord stood up with a smile, opened his arms, and surged with vast power, "So, you are my heir. My country, my people, and everything I have are yours!"
"Is it?"
Alduin's face was filled with "ecstasy", but actually...he was cursing secretly in his heart: "Are you really lying to a ghost? Are you trying to trick me with such a mindless scam?"
The heir of the Dread Lord sounds like a noble and great identity. In fact... who is the Dreadlord? One of the strongest abyss lords equivalent to level 19 godhead.
For such a character, immortality is already a basic configuration! If nothing unexpected happens, the Dread Lord will not die until the end of the world. Heirs, of course, will never have the possibility of inheriting the inheritance.
"A promise from the Demon King. Hey, when we were in Amber City, Victor's brother Kamur used his life and soul to prove the integrity of the Dread Demon King!"
As soon as Alduin's thoughts changed, he immediately thought that my current vest of "Nefarian", the so-called "Son of Origin Blood", might be of great value to the Dread Lord.
In just a moment, Alduin thought of uses such as "abyss sacrifice", "reincarnated body", "substitute" and so on.
Yes, the Dreadlord wants to escape from the abyss and become a true immortal god. So... To escape from the abyss, Nefarian, who has exactly the same bloodline as him, is an excellent "substitute" and an excellent "abyss sacrifice".
Using the body of "Nefarian" as a substitute for death, the Dread Lord escaped from the abyss in one fell swoop and became the true God of Fear. This is the best use of "heir"!
"Sure enough, this is in line with the devil's habits! Since you plan to trick me, don't blame me for tricking you!"
Alduin sneered in his heart, "Victor, this evil is worth fighting!"