wjnovel Chapter 1064 Malekith draws his sword!
Chapter 1064 Malekith draws his sword!
Kane's Holy Sword flew toward Malekith, beyond everyone's expectations.
The two main gods of the elven pantheon have only given gifts to mortals once in history, and it just so happened that this time they were both aimed at the same mortal...
This mortal's other identity is Malekith's father...
"Stop him!"
Imric pretended to be surprised and ordered all the dragon princes who were physically burning Druzi to turn their attention to the Holy Sword of Kane.
The speed of Kane's Holy Sword is extremely fast, much faster than that of the dragon. The deceleration magic cast by Berannar did not bother the Bloody Hand God, but in the blink of an eye, it had appeared in front of Malekith. .
The white dwarf was as angry as Grimnir was alive. Although he did not have a clear advantage in bloody battle with Malekith, the difference in mentality between the two had already determined the outcome of the battle.
For the only true friend who felt guilty, even though Malekith betrayed countless people, he was unwilling to repeat the fate of the past...
The Holy Sword of Kane that fell in front of Malekith turned into a scepter of the Phoenix King that shone with infinite light. Once upon a time, he also visited the artifact that controlled the fate of the elves in the sword altar.
But with just one glance, he knew he would never make the same mistake as his father...
Now that things have happened, Kane actually favors him?
Malekith couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He was the destined monarch of the elves. Even if he died in the war, he would still have the orthodox status of Asuryan's choice.
Never a slave to Kane!
Malekith, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, wiped away the divine blood with the back of his hand and looked at his best friend Snorri.
"Let's move on, before I was the Phoenix King, I was your friend, Snorri.
Betrayal in the past is a choice, but it does not mean that I will surrender to any temptation. "
"Malekis..." The white dwarf whispered the name of the Oathbreaker in his heart. He seemed to be able to see the proud Prince Nagaryth from the past in the bloody man in front of him.
"Then continue, we will go to hell together, Malekith. I hope that after your death, you can forget all the obsessions you had during your life..."
"Maybe, but since I'm not dead yet, I'm willing to pay a lot for power..."
The Sword of Creation is an artifact given to Malekith by Asuryan himself. It is difficult to match the Sword of Kane in terms of destructive power, but the divine power it contains is enough to turn the battlefield.
“All dead spirits obeyed Asuryan’s call and appeared in this world.
Malekith, son of Aenarion, in the name of the Phoenix King, needs your power! "
All the dead elves... Imric looked towards the maelstrom blocked by the Anulli Mountains with great interest, and wondered whether Malekith could use the power of Asuryan to summon the ancestral dragon tamer.
If he really has such power... then he must have done something stupid.
Before the maelstrom collapsed, the number of dead souls that could be summoned from the underworld seemed not to be too many, and this place was far away from the Isle of Death and was not the central location of Ulthuan.
The first person to be summoned was the Conqueror King who sank in the sea of Nagaryth.
"Imrik" looked struggling, looking at the soaring dragon army above his head, as well as the surrounding Phoenix Guards and the Black Guards of Nagarond walking side by side, his stern face was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
"Malekis, I never thought that you would use the power of Asuryan to desecrate the dead. Do you think that by waking me up from the underworld, you can resist Caledor?!"
The Conqueror King in crimson armor was recognized by everyone present. There were dozens of murals in the Dragon Palace depicting the greatness of the third Phoenix King.
Such blasphemy against Caledor would undoubtedly make the dragon princes wish they could eat Malekith alive.
The second person to appear was Caledor II. The arrogant Phoenix King was still arrogant after entering the battlefield. He ignored Malekith's call and even kicked away a supporter. The Black Guard of Nagarond who got too close.
"Go away, dirty Drucci is not worthy of standing next to Caledo."
But when he looked at his father and the familiar figure in the sky, his face was filled with relief, and he shouted loudly.
"Descendants with the same name as your great ancestor don't need to worry too much. What appears here are just two dead souls..."
"Shut up!" Malekith's face was gloomy. He expected his father Aenarion to be the target, but he never thought he would summon two Caledor Phoenix Kings. Who would be next?
Butcher King Titris?
Fortunately, there are times when Asuryan's power is reliable. The next person to be resurrected from the underworld is not the Phoenix King of Caledor, Titris, but the well-known poet king Isis in Ulthuan.
A group of figures who had left a great name in the history of the elves have surrendered to the power of Asuryan. If he continues to use his magical powers, his father Mikhail, who is sleeping in Imric's ancestral tomb, may wake up.
Seeing that the situation was not as expected, Imric decided to launch an attack, but the doubts in his heart still did not diminish.
When is Lilith going to take action?
Soon, Prince Caledor got the answer.
Under the cover of Masno and other dragon princes, the white dwarf got rid of the entanglement of the dead souls and continued to fight with Malekith.
At this time, he had completely shed the symbol of the High King's wisdom and authority, and transformed into the Reckoner who symbolized the wrath of Grimnir.
The battle ax left in the hands of his father could always overwhelm the Sword of Creation. In order to reverse the situation, Malekith consumed too much of the divine power given by Asuryan.
The white dwarf, on the other hand, seems to be under the gaze of the three pillar gods of his ancestors, with a body as hard as iron, energy that never fails, and anger that has nowhere to release.
During a counterattack, Malekith accidentally missed, and a white dwarf battle ax left a deep bone-visible scar on his chest.
Am I going to die? Death at the hands of a close friend seemed like a good ending.
In a daze, when the white dwarf's ferocious and angry roaring face came into his eyes, Malekith thought of his father.
That was the most memorable time in his life. His father taught martial arts, his mother taught magic, and he lived in the court of Nagaryth...
I can't die, I haven't fulfilled my father's will and become the Phoenix King!
The burst of will allowed Malekith to block the fierce attack of the battle ax head-on. The Phoenix Guards, who were not afraid of death, walked to the Chosen One after another, using their flesh and blood to intercept the White Dwarf's pursuit.
But with the addition of another force, the pressure on the Phoenix Guards suddenly increased, and the Flame Knights launched an attack from the flanks.
The situation was critical. The people summoned by the power of Asuryan were obviously not willing to obey Malekith. They were all trying to fish with the dragon princes.
As Malekith was severely wounded, some elves who were originally from Caledor were already swinging their weapons randomly and asking their descendants about the situation in the kingdom.
"I..." Malekith was a little discouraged. This was the last time. Aenarion's son had no chance to claim the title of Phoenix King again.
"No, you still have a chance to pull out the Sword of Kane!" (End of Chapter)