For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King) - Chapter 290

   Chapter 290 Blessing

   On the other side, Flaro and Ebony panicked as they watched William who suddenly fell silently after drinking the strange liquid.

   They didn’t think that this strange alchemy potion could harm this legendary figure from more than a thousand years ago.

  According to some legends, this person has eaten more than a hundred kinds of alchemy raw materials in the past, and tested medicines by himself, just to find out the hidden properties of those alchemy materials. And in this way, more than 20 classic alchemy formulas have been invented. Today, the Royal Pharmacy Award, the highest honor awarded by the Alchemy Association of the Riel Empire every year, in the reliefs of the five pioneering alchemists on the medal, William Kane is the largest. The identity of the alchemist ranked third.

  Since he dared to drink like this, he would definitely be fine.

   But the crux of the matter is, is it a little too hasty to drink yourself unconscious at this time.

   In the legend, the presiding judge, the incarnation of the eighth holy spirit of the empire’s beliefs, does things as he pleases?

  Frallo and Ebony looked at each other helplessly, and then they could only sigh slightly. They carried William, who had fallen asleep, to the door of the Canopy Temple, and made him sit down with his back against the dark brown wooden door.

   “According to the presiding judge, his ultimate goal is to completely destroy the entire kingdom you ruled in the past. Don’t you have any complaints about this, Ms. Flaro?”

  Ebony settled William on the wooden door, and when he got up, he suddenly asked the Duke of the Holy Tree whose body and soul came from two different timelines.

  In the history of “Hobien Ebony”, the timelines on both sides are quite different. The time line on this side also retains the divine marriage ceremony between the “Sacred Tree Mother” and the “Father of the Wilderness”. The strongest fighters selected through the Blood Moon game will marry the incarnation of the “Sacred Tree Mother”, kill the incarnation of the mother after completing the round house, and officially be crowned the title of Duke of the Holy Tree.

   On the normal timeline, although there is a similar ritual process, after the deactivation of the two gods of the forest elves in the past, this ritual is basically just a form of ritual, and it will not really cause casualties.

   For this reason, the influence of hunting tribes that believe in beast spirits has been decreasing over the past thousand years, while the Oak Council, which believes in tree spirits, has gradually gained power.

   On the normal time line, Ebony, whose identity is the puppet launched by the Oak Council. The council “levied” many “big spirits” of hunting tribes and tattooed them on his body, making him eligible to become the Duke of the Holy Tree. And found Flallo Kane, who had no power behind her, and planned to use her unique talent as the incarnation of the “big mother”…

   Of course, because the Oak Council misestimated Flaro’s personal strength, all the wishful thinking came to nothing.

In the normal time line, the friendship between Ebony and the Duke of the Holy Tree is not shallow… Although it is difficult to say whether it is good or bad, both of them are trying to change Ravenwood in their own way, and they are changing those There is consensus on this ancient tradition. Although the prescriptions prescribed by the two can be said to be completely contrary to each other, at least they will hold rare respect for each other in their hearts.

   And the Flaro that Ebony knew was not so easy to be persuaded.

   But to Ebony’s question, Flaro just answered casually:

   “Isn’t this an obvious thing. Or do you think that after seeing such a scenery at the end of the world, should I try to save such a world?”

  Ebony shook his head, he looked at the mess in the Canopy Temple and said:

“But if it’s you on the other side of the timeline, maybe you’ll really do it. From what I know about her, even if she knows that the timeline she’s in is just an empty fantasy, she will try her best to try. Save your homeland…even at the cost of sacrificing the whole world.”

  He thought that the soul in front of him came from the other side of Flaro would also choose the same.

“Is that so?”

   Flallo raised his head with a sigh.

   Even though her memories and perceptions still came from this side of the body, the voice deep in her heart clearly told her that it was not like that.

   “That must have misunderstood something… I haven’t had such deep feelings for Ravenwood. From the beginning to the end, my only dream was to let go of all responsibilities and leave here completely.”

   she said softly.

   Flallo never felt that his soul belonged to this place, and the desire to protect Ravenwood was only derived from his adoptive parents and the restraint of his teacher “Neh” promise…

   “So now we are very willing to help you, my dear Duke.”

   A dissonant voice interjected abruptly between their conversations.

  Ebony turned his head, and in his perspective, a young man with a wolf face tattoo on his face, leading a group of disgusting stitched creatures, was slowly walking up the steps.

   On this side of the timeline, the so-called “Wild Hunt” is that terrifying corpse beast—a beast that has completely lost its will and will only obey its master’s orders.

   And the young man with the wolf face tattoo headed by Ebony has seen on both sides of the timeline – Quill Wolfyan, the son of White House Secretary Garay Wolfyan. It is worth mentioning that on both sides of the timeline, he has a bad relationship with his father. It’s just that on one side he got too close to the Oak Council, and on the other side of the timeline, he got too close to an unknown anti-imperial organization.

   Flaro seemed to have been waiting for them for a long time, as if she had been waiting for them for a long time, as if she had been waiting for them for a long time, she put her hands on the magic agent in her hand. She stared at the people who were vaguely encircling them, maintaining her majesty as the Duke of Sacred Tree:

   “What do you mean by what you just said? Son of Gareth.”

  Quier pretended to salute, and then said:

“Literally, my lord. The Oak Council has taken control of your Wild Hunt forces, and the Imperial embassy has now clearly turned to support us in reviving the ancient goddess beliefs… Since you are eager to unload Take down your responsibilities as ruler and your dreams can come true now.”

   Immediately, he stood on tiptoe slightly, glanced over the tragic situation in the Canopy Temple, and then said with great regret:

“But unfortunately, the first thing you will do after you leave office is to return to the Temple of the Mother of the Holy Tree for investigation. You are suspected of sabotaging the ceremony of the arrival of the Mother of God, slaughtering innocent forest elves, and using flames… “

   Flaro didn’t answer, but just tapped the spell matchmaker in his hand lightly. Between her and those stitched monsters were instantly filled with countless sharp ice edges.

   You can try it.

   She looked at each other and said speechlessly.

   No matter which side of the timeline, Flaro’s power as Duke of the Sacred Tree stems from her unrivaled strength in Ravenwood. If the other party thinks that relying on the advantage of numbers can make her capture it, then she is very happy to let the other party understand how wrong she is.

  The surging magic power has woven a large-scale spell in Flaro’s etheric domain that can directly freeze all the miscellaneous fish present.

Although    has not been released yet, and covered reality with her will in a small area, her powerful intention has already caused those present to feel a cold feeling like phantom pain.

   One serious spell cast by the Mage of God’s Domain is absolutely enough to freeze all the people present.

   However, Quill on the side continued to sigh with his pretentious attitude before, and then said slowly:

   “Lord Flaro… Do you still think that you are still blessed by your eldest mother? Or do you always feel that your god-like power really belongs to you?”

   After he finished speaking, he took a step back, and two figures appeared behind him.

   In Flaro’s perception, it was a dryad composed of countless green light spots, and an imperial ambassador dressed in the style of the White House.

   is still an enemy that can hardly be called an “opponent”, although it requires more hands and feet than those trash fish.

   In Ebony’s field of vision, two people suddenly appeared, one was a high-level undead bled with blood, and the other was a monster with a lower body spider and an upper body of a beautiful girl, and the whole body was filled with pitch-black miasma.

   “Only by them…”

   Flaro didn’t finish what she wanted to laugh at. Almost in an instant, she felt that the surging magic power that was originally filled in her etheric domain disappeared in an instant like a punctured balloon.

   The huge magic power that was originally guided by his own will and could be controlled, at this moment, it was like those who betrayed his own Wild Hunt troops, and he was out of his control in an instant.

   She was cut off…

   Although his own will can completely construct those complex magic spells, but lack of magic power as fuel, those spells are just vain illusions.

   “It seems that some people are no longer favored by the eldest mother. It seems that your legend of suppressing the entire Ravenwood alone will soon…”

   Looking at Flaro’s shocked eyes, Quill said.

   At this moment, his expression was very happy.

   And the pleasure continued until another abrupt voice sounded.

   “But she is in my favor now.”

   A slightly hoarse voice came from behind the door of the Canopy Temple, and an unknown gray-haired man walked out from there.

The   comer was a human, dressed in intricate and ornate mage robes, holding a heavy lead-grey spell agent in his hand. His eyes swept across the crowd, and he paused on the “imperial ambassador” for a while, and then he looked at Flaro and said:

   “Therefore, the legend of Flaro Kane is destined to continue.”

   (end of this chapter)