The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!

Chapter 10: Decapitation (2)_2



"The Lich showed no expression."

"Alright, that's really too bad."

...

In the abyss, the demons were also eagerly awaiting.

"The current situation is unfavorable for everyone. For Heaven, and for us alike. The Lich King's rapidly expanding power is squeezing everyone's living space. This is not what we want to see."

"The greatest weakness of the Lich King is himself. At the age of one hundred and fifty, he cannot possess much magic power, nor can he build strong enough defenses."

"He is the linchpin of the alliance between humans and liches, and also the alliance between the Golden Dragons and liches. We have every reason to believe that as long as he disappears from this world, the already fragile alliance will collapse in an instant. The assassination will arouse great hatred, a hatred that will lead them away from the path that Lich King Gray had set, causing their beliefs to deviate. Afterwards, the entire Keltos Continent will be plunged into disaster. We will be able to restore our previous influence at an appropriate time, even stronger than before."

"Don't we need to send someone to help them?"

"Let them suffer the wrath of the liches. Why should we set ourselves on fire? Let us quietly enjoy the Black Dragon Clan's performance."

...

Salted Fish Port.

"Madam, are you sure you don't want this fabric? I saw you liked it very much."

"No, it is too expensive. I shouldn't be so extravagant."

"But you are the esteemed wife of the Lich King. There shouldn't be any fabric in the world that you can't afford."

Shelley looked at the precious fabric in front of her and shook her head with a smile.

"Hmm..." The tailor thought for a moment, then said, "How about I give it to you as a gift?"

"No, thank you. I don't think I should accept such a gift. Of course, I still appreciate it very much."

"Alright." The tailor sighed helplessly.

As soon as the tailor left, Camilla hurriedly pushed the door open and walked in: "Madam, good news, the Lord of the Lich King will return here within three days! They have already reached an alliance with the Golden Dragons!"

"Really?" Shelley stood up with wide eyes and a joyful smile that was impossible to hide: "Will Richie come back with them?"

"Of course, he's always by the Lord of the Lich King's side."

"Did they send a letter back?"

"No, they are still in Dragon Valley, and communication is not very convenient. Bruto said it. Maybe liches have some way of transmitting messages. I don't really understand it."

"That's great." Shelley smiled sweetly and said softly, *"I also wish I had such a way of transmitting messages with Gray. That way, I could always know what they are doing and if they are in danger."*

*"The Lich King will not encounter any danger,"* Camilla answered with a smile, *"There is no force in the world that can defeat him; we all know that."*

"Of course. Hmm... Now we should prepare well to welcome them." She said while hurrying out of the room.

...

The road ahead is never smooth.

History is always full of turbulence and thorns.

Especially when what you pursue is incompatible with the strongest forces in the world. When you infringe upon the interests of everyone simultaneously. When the whole world wants you to disappear...

A careless mistake, an unnoticed oversight, a slight flaw, could all lead everything to a different outcome.

...

In the blizzard, Gray and the delegation finally arrived at the ambush circle of the Black Dragons. The hidden Black Dragon Clan ambushers had clearly sensed his presence, while he knew nothing about the impending encounter.

Archil Norman, in the form of a giant dragon, descended from the sky, landing in front of Gray, and transformed into a human shape.

"What's the matter?" Gray asked.

"Nothing, esteemed Lord of the Lich King," Archil Norman turned respectfully and bowed, "This storm is too severe, and it seems to be getting worse. I haven't seen a storm of this intensity in a long time. The sky is completely obscured, so I thought I should come down to the ground. Otherwise, you all might not be able to see me guiding you."

"It's alright, we recognize the way. Of course, maybe not very well, but at least we know the direction to go back. You could all go back first."

"That won't do. You have shown enough respect to the Golden Dragon Clan, and we must respond equally. Escorting our guests away is our duty. Let me continue to guide you."

Saying this, Archil Norman walked up to Gray and extended a hand.

"Alright, thank you." Gray handed over his reins.

Abraham, circling in the sky, watched casually.

...

Just over a hillside, countless eyes hidden in the snow were also quietly watching.

"Can we make a move now?"

"Not yet, too far. Wait a bit more, until they get closer. We need to ensure they don't even have a chance to open a space gate."

"It's hard to grasp. We also have to make sure they don't sense our presence."

...

Leading Tenidas' reins, Archil Norman stepped into the ambush circle step by step.

The wind continued to swirl the snowflakes madly.

The undead were fine, but the dwarves were nearly exhausted, each step sinking into knee-high snow. They panted heavily but persisted in moving forward.

"Honestly, can we apply to the Golden Dragon Clan for a space gate next time? Just to be done with it."

"Do you want to come again? I don't. Although the food is really good, it's exhausting."

...

"Only one kilometer away. Should we make a move?"

"No, wait a bit longer."

"There are only two Great Liches. Do we need to be this careful?"

"There are still Golden Dragons overhead. They won't stand by idly."

...

"Father, are we going directly back to Salted Fish Port?"

"Let's go to Lion King City first. I want to announce our alliance with the Golden Dragon Clan to everyone there. Then we will return to Salted Fish Port."

"Alright, father."

...

"Six hundred meters. Any closer and those two liches might sense our presence."

The ambushers all held their breath.

The leading black dragon quietly stretched out a hand from the snow and raised it.

...

Chatting happily with Lucy, Aikleion suddenly paused and glanced around.

"What's the matter?" Lucy asked.

"Nothing, I just felt something."

"Felt what?"

"I don't know. It was just a moment, I didn't have time to figure it out. Maybe it was an illusion."

...

"Five hundred and fifty meters. It's close enough."

"Wait longer; the closer, the better."

The gust of wind swept through, the hand in the wind rose silently and held still, trembling slightly with tension.

...

"Father..."

Before Richie could voice his new question, Gray raised his hand to stop him. At the same time, Tenidas also halted, causing Archil Norman, who was leading the horse ahead, to be taken aback and look back.

"Lord of the Lich King, what's the matter?"

Gray didn't answer, only raising his hand to signal everyone to stop, staring blankly ahead. It was all white and nothing could be seen.

The one in a hurry bumped into Carl's horse rear.

"Why did we suddenly stop! Huh?"

The entire delegation stopped, standing in the blizzard, staring blankly ahead with wide-open eyes.

Even the Golden Dragons circling above were perplexed.

Silence, a long silence.

"They've discovered us!"

The next moment, countless black shadows burst out from the snow, charging at them from all directions. Some retained human forms, while others transformed into black dragons.

In an instant, the whole delegation, including Gray, Richie, Archil Norman, and many Golden Dragons in the sky, except those who already knew, were all stunned.


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