Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "This is what I want to say, I don't want to kill you, so please surrender."

Both of them stared at each other coldly, and suddenly leaned forward at the same time, shaking their hands and driving the dagger to collide in the wind and snow. At that moment, the sound of the sound made the people standing on the street irritable. Holds his breath.

　　 Neither Dolores nor Salot is a master at using daggers. In the simple first test, no one took advantage. On the contrary, Dolores was weaker than Salot because of the injury. When the dagger hit, she almost let the weapon fly out.

　　 But Salot did not dare to take advantage of the victory, he did not know how much his sister's injuries were.

　　 "Look, you can't beat me at all."

　　 Salot said:

　　 "Surrender, I have become the king of Hampavo, and I won't be embarrassed."

　　 The two once again resumed the state of confronting each other in the snow, and the other footprints on the street were completely covered. In the white and lonely snowy night, only the circle of footprints represented the actions of the two.

　　PS: Since we are talking about water, let's change another chapter at 8:30 in the evening.

Chapter 1724 The first thousand six hundred and ninety-seventh chapter arrives

　　 "Brother, if you think you can beat me, rush to kill me now."

　　 Dolores bit her lip and said, at this moment, the top of the hill behind the street burst out with a bright golden light again. This is probably because the church demigod is using divine art. The golden light reflected the sides of the two people in golden.

　　 The length of the dagger itself is not suitable for such a duel battle. When the second attempt to attack failed, Salot understood that it is not easy to defeat the opponent with a dagger.

　　 He still kept the posture of holding the weapon with one hand, whispering in the snow to persuade Dolores to give up the struggle. But after a sudden pounce, instead of swinging the dagger in his right hand, he used a wooden prosthetic hand to drew out the symbol of the dagger that was given the "extremely sharp" attribute by Sarhi II. The dagger in Lisi's hand was cut in half.

　　 Dolores took the half of the dagger and backed immediately, staggering in the thick snow, but Salot did not win the chase, but backed two steps too.

Dolores was surprised to see that the wooden hand held the dagger as if it were real, and then looked at his father, but Sarhi II did not object to Salot’s use of other weapons, nor did he Dissent to Salot's left hand.

　　Dolores almost guessed why his father didn’t mind fighting with his disabled brother just now. He probably knew it a long time ago...

　　 Kingdom was supported by the attendants, standing under the rain canopy of the apartment on the street, his eyes widened, watching his two children fight to death in the snow. This scene saddened the younger Stuarts, but this duel to determine the throne will not end so easily.

　　 "Look, I am not without power."

　　 The prince in the snow said madly, and then asked:

　　 "Don't you still use the abilities of those supernatural beings?"

　　 He threw the ordinary dagger in the snow and held the dagger with extraordinary power in his left hand. The prosthesis actually appeared metallic luster in the snowy night, and the hazy light looked extraordinarily weird.

　　 Dolores tightly held half of the weapon in her hand, looking at the snow with a sad expression.

　　The smooth snow surface moved suddenly, like a giant insect squirming under the snow surface. When Salot saw this, he quickly backed up two steps again, but the snow surface was only trembling, but there was no next movement.

　　 Only then did he notice that the flying snowflakes were spinning around his sister in a regular trajectory. The dancing snow guarded her like a long dragon, but Dolores coughed again at this moment, the restless snow immediately dispersed, and flew messily in the wind again.

　　 Salot stopped persuading, he knew that the longer the delay, the worse. And this is not a safe place. Those terrifying snowmen may break through the church’s defenses and appear in nearby neighborhoods at any time.

　　 He moved, thinking of the supreme throne in his heart, holding the invincible dagger with the determination to die, and piercing the heart of Dolores.

　　 Dolores, who was still covering her mouth and coughing in pain, bent over and couldn't move. People on the street watched the dagger gleaming in the dark snowy night.

　　 Then, a man's hand passed through Luoxue and stretched out from the side, grabbing Salot's wooden left hand like a pliers.

　　 The latter turned his head and looked aside, the young man holding his hand had a calm face, and his other hand simply drooped naturally. The young man had a cat standing on his shoulders, and the cat appeared abruptly in the snow just like a man in a single coat.

　　A man and a cat were watching him, obviously without any movement, but seeing this man who seemed to shine in the dark night, Salot felt a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart. Just staring at the eyes that seem to flash with purple light, it seems to be the most terrifying in the bottomless abyss...

　　 Under the influence of the fear halo, Salot trembled. He tried to move away the terrifying eyes, but his eyes couldn't turn uncontrollably:

　　 "William..."

　　 He noticed that his voice was trembling, so he immediately attributed it to the cold weather.

　　 "This is Stuart's business."

　　 The prince gritted his teeth and said, trying to take his trembling hand holding the dagger out of Jenkins's hand, but he obviously overestimated his strength.

　　 Jenkins sighed suddenly, and while Luo Xue tried to dye his blond hair white, his right hand slammed hard, and Salot Stuart immediately wailed. Obviously the prosthesis was crushed, but the prince was more painful than the broken hand.

　　 This sound seemed to penetrate this silent night, and it also made everyone on the street shiver.

　　 "You really came here anyway."

　　 Hearing this voice, Jenkins turned his head and looked at Salhi II:

　　 "Yes, I did come anyway. You made things like this and made this ridiculous snow duel, didn't you just want me to appear in Luen?"

　　 He said that he took the dagger in Salot Stuart's hand with his left hand and threw it at the sky. The dagger turned into a light and flew straight to the sky above the hill.

　　 "Father, this is my glorious duel with Dolores."

　　 Jenkins has let go of the prince, who knelt on the ground, holding his severely deformed left hand with his right hand. He yelled to his father with a distorted face and hoarse voice, but Sarhi II turned a deaf ear:

　　 "Save Luen, I will let Dolores inherit the throne."

　　 The king's complexion was still very calm, his eyes fixed on Jenkins's face.

　　 Jenkins ignored him, but walked quickly to Dolores and hugged her. The green light lingered in the heart of his hand, treating Dolores for the hidden wounds left by the Ice Swordsman when he was crushed.

He stretched his hand into the dark snowy night beside him and then pulled it lightly, a drawn white woolen cloak was "pulled" out of the dark night by him, shook it slightly, and then draped it on Dololi Silk's body. The princess leaned gently on Jenkins’s shoulder, and noticed that from some time onwards, the falling snow in the sky seemed to avoid the man and the cat intentionally. Even when the two stood together, even Dolores could not feel the drift. Snow fell on himself.

　　 "Do you want to understand?"

He then turned to look at Salhi II. The old king roughly pushed away the servant who was supporting him, and refused the help of his sons. Then, stepping on the snow, he walked into the street with a deep foot and a shallow foot. A trail of footprints was left on the boundless street.

　　 "Ahem... I want to understand... Do I have a choice from the beginning?"

　　He walked up to Jenkins and coughed violently. After being held by Jenkins, a middle-aged man about the same height as Jenkins looked directly into Jenkins’s eyes, which reminded Jenkins of the dying lion:

　　 "I knew from the beginning that even if I didn't choose Dolores, you still have a way to let me choose Dolores."

　　 "What do you know?"

　　 Jenkins asked. He thought that the angry man would reprimand him with a harsher tone, but he didn't expect that Sarhi II was so good-natured.

　　 "You, Jenkins Williams, you are more than just a gift from the church..."

　　 He got close to Jenkins's ear, leaned forward slightly in the blizzard, and whispered in his ear:

　　 "You are the one chosen by fate."

　　 His tone was blunt, and after standing up straight again, unwillingness and rage appeared in those brown eyes. This was the feeling he had suppressed for a long time.

Chapter 1725 The first thousand six hundred and ninety-eight

　　 "I hate those who talk about fate, and I never believe in fate."

　　 When the king spoke, his breath was very unstable, and his emotions were too agitated:

　　 "Only the weak will believe that all trajectories in life are arranged. At least a month ago, I thought so."

　　 He tried to grab Jenkins by the collar again. Jenkins moved his fingers but did not stop him from doing so. Salhi II was obviously also surprised that his movements were not stopped, so he just tapped Jenkins' chest with his hand:

　　 "I just suddenly discovered a month ago, this **** world..."

　　 His voice pierced far in the howling wind and snow, and probably only angry people can make such a sound:

　　 "This **** world doesn't make sense at all! Why does this **** world really have fate?"

　　 His nose flaps, this action reminds Jenkins of some animal indecent movements, but he knows not to point it out. Instead, she patted Dolores who was resting on him. He listened to the conversation between her father and Jenkins. She didn't mean to speak at all, but felt that a certain cat was leaning on Jenkins's shoulder. Behaving maliciously.

"Not long ago, my ancestors gave me enlightenment, allowing me to thoroughly see things that I have always been unable to see clearly. As an ordinary person, I will never see clearly... the end of the era is coming, this era It's not an era that mortals can control. If you can't follow the person who opens a new era, then sooner or later it will become the dust of history.

　　 He looked at Jenkins' eyes hard, and Jenkins read anger and unwillingness from the eyes of the king.

"Fate doesn't give me the right to choose, Williams, I didn't choose Dolores, but the **** fate chose you. If I don't want the country passed down to me by my ancestors to disappear, I must... ."

　　 "No, it's not that fate didn't give you the right to choose, but your children didn't give you the right to choose."

Jenkins interrupted him abruptly and told Dolores to stand up straight. He bent down and lifted Salot Steyatra up, and then, under the panic blocked by the latter, he removed the prince from the pocket of the prince. An arrow was taken out, more accurately, it was an arrow that had not broken the arrow cluster and arrow in the palm of the hand.

　　The silver-gray metal arrows have some unique rune imprints, and the wooden arrow clusters are entwined with some black-gray things. After being held by Jenkins, the black-gray wants to infect Jenkins' skin:

"The performance of this left hand is really outstanding. Do you think it is a natural phenomenon? Also, this broken arrow is not something that ordinary people should have. It is an item made by a gifter. You guess it’s weird. The item, where did this gentleman in my hand get it from?"

　　 The prince lowered his head not to look at his father, his wooden left hand was held by Jenkins and could not be lowered, but his naturally drooping right hand clenched his fist.

　　 "His sister is a gifter, so naturally he also has to seek extraordinary powers, heal himself, and obtain some weapons. This is normal."

　　 Salhi II said, and then shook his shoulders to let the soft snow fall.

　　 "But he shouldn't find that group of people."

　　 Jenkins showed him the broken arrow in his hand:

　　 "Did you see these black and gray? Don't you think it's familiar, Your Majesty?"

　　 The honorific name is of course for irony. When Salhi II just woke up, he also saw the black fog on the tree house demigod, and he naturally knew what Jenkins was talking about.

"Since they can find you for cooperation, naturally they can also find your children for cooperation. Guess how many people here have accepted the conditions of the tree house? Guess again, why it happens to be today Tonight, three people from the tree house enter Luen to hunt down your family?"

　　 His tone is very peaceful:

"It was not destiny that chose me. It was your Salot and Yanni who chose the tree house and the path of confrontation with the Orthodox Church. Her Royal Highness Yani knows when she is lost, but she knows that it is impossible to inherit the throne, so today I didn’t participate in the evening. But Salot is still working with the tree house. After the disaster of the Ice and Snow Festival, he has not learned any lessons. Knowing this, do you dare to choose your eldest son now?"

　　 He snorted and continued to ask:

"Choosing this idiot not only means that he may drag the entire country into the abyss, but also means that the Orthodox Church will be opposed to this land. So am I forcing you to choose Dolores? No, your majesty, from yours From the beginning of the children's contact with the tree house, for you, the choice of the heir is not a multiple choice question, it is a single choice question with only one choice."

　　 Salhi II still looked at Jenkins's eyes with anger, but didn't make any response to these words. Jenkins then fiddled with the arrow in his hand, then pointed at Salot Stuart, bowed his head and said:

"You are the brother of Dolores, I don’t want to kill you, so try your luck now. Give you ten seconds to get up and turn your head and run away. After ten seconds, I will throw this arrow out. If you can survive, Any way to survive, I can swear to the sage that I will never embarrass you again."

　　 "What are you kidding?"

　　 Salot, who was sweating profusely in a blizzard because of severe pain, clenched his fist and said:

　　 "How can I get past this arrow? Am I gonna bet you can't shoot it accurately?"

　　 "Don't kill him, as long as you keep Luen, my heir must be Dolores, and I count."

　　 Salhi II reached out and held Jenkins’ arm, Jenkins turned his head to look at him:

"I am here just to help Dolores. It has nothing to do with your sons. But since you are her father, I naturally respect you, but your Majesty, even if I do nothing, you think tonight What will the church do in the future? It's not just us here, it's absolutely impossible for the church not to investigate the cause of this matter."

　　 He put the arrow back in his pocket, regardless of Salot, who was stumbling on the snow and ran to the people on the street, but turned and looked at the night sky.

　　 The dawn is coming, and it is still the deepest darkness before the first ray of light.

　　 Jenkins squinted and raised his head. Luo Xue leaned and flew behind him under the strong wind. The golden light appeared around him little by little, and finally dyed his whole person golden.

　　 The light is not strong, but it is enough to illuminate the eyes in this dark night.

　　 He raised his hand to face the wind and snow and stretched it upward. With the action of the huge spirit and the cooperation of the snowman army, the precarious wind and snow were actually still in the air. Ajelena on the street curiously stretched out her finger and touched the ice crystals in the sky, and actually encountered those cold snowflakes.

　　 didn't care about the people behind him, chuckled at Dolores, and he started to walk in the direction where everyone came, which is the hill where the royal palace was located.

　　 The snowflake was still. After being hit by the walking Jenkins, instead of breaking, it bounced aside and continued to freeze in the air.

The golden light around the body became stronger and stronger. Although Jenkins stepped away from everyone in the night snow, only leaving a string of footprints on the snowy streets, the golden light did not weaken in everyone’s eyes, but continued to grow. Become stronger.

　　 When Jenkins's figure is completely integrated with the night, the brilliant golden light of magic completely illuminates the whole city.

　　 The majestic magical power made the clergymen who accompanied the street dare not look directly, but then, the few followers of the sage bowed their heads and prayed.

"Son......"

In the night, Salhi II showed a helpless expression on his face. He muttered what he saw from his grandfather’s handwriting, thought of the common sense of the supernatural being said by his grandfather’s teacher, and then looked at the young figure with the cat. Going up to the sky, dyeing the entire city gold, making it not like a battlefield against snowmen, but like a peaceful kingdom of gods.

　　 Everyone looks at the frozen snowy sky, the young writer is like a sun wheel in the sky. The breathtaking shadow and the incomparably powerful power for ordinary people made all the Stuarts who raised their heads at this moment to keep this scene in their hearts forever.

The old king sighed, his slow motion made the snow layer under his feet creak, and he turned to look at his daughter who was raising her head. Dolores tightly grasped the tether of the white cloak in her hand and lifted the rosy His face looked at the figure in the sky.

　　 "Dolores."

　　 After hesitating for a few seconds, the king whispered, then stretched his wrinkled and yellow hand to his pocket and took out a ring. The ring face of the ring is very simple. It is the emblem of the Kingdom of Hampawo. This ring is the power ring that symbolizes the power of the king. The genuine product is now on Nolan's king's finger, which exists in Luen as a symbol.

　　 He stretched out his hand trembling from the cold and let the ring lie in his palm:

　　 "This is yours."

　　 There is no emotion in this sentence.

　　 Dolores bit her lip and looked at her father, while the brothers and sisters on the street looked at her.

　　 She did not reach out: