Finally, Shisia nodded hard, raised her head and showed a bitter smile at Brian.

She didn't blame him, and he felt relieved.

She left his arms and stood in front of the bed, and said firmly to the white-haired Purple Dragon Knight, "Do as he said."

King Azene V of Cormier lay on a squeaking bed, and the Purple Dragon Knights carefully placed him on a blanket-rolled shield and carried him out of the stone house.

While walking, the king showed a painful expression.

Widths of strange purple smoke rose from the cracks of his armor.

The once bright armor was destroyed in the rage of the evil dragon, and the purple cloak embroidered with the giant dragon underneath was also soaked in black blood.

When the king turned his head, a trace of blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes, which were brightened by pain, were staring at Brian's face as if he hadn't seen everything around him.

But he seemed to see something else, so the king's eyes became sharper again, the corners of his mouth were twisted, and he looked like a cynical smile, or maybe it was just because of pain.

"It seems I'm still alive for the time being." He sighed and said something inexplicable to Brian.

Brian nodded to the king, not knowing how to answer.

"His Majesty!"

After walking out of the stone house, the Purple Dragon Knight and the Battle Mage of Skull Rock Town lined up in two rows, all paying tribute to their king.

They no longer wear helmets, and become a group of worried, thick people, wearing scarred, broken armor, sweaty hair on their faces, or covered in blood.

The king was carefully placed on the edge of the cliff in Skull Rock Town, and he suddenly struggled to sit up. His violent movements awakened the blood of the evil dragon that was devouring him.

A small fireball transformed from blood rose from his limbs and rose to his head, and exploded into wisps of smoke drifting with the wind.

When the king propped up his body with one elbow, the shoulder pads curled up like leaves burning in fire, and turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, flashing through his shoulders and smoke came out.

The king ignored the falling armor and stood up straight, staring at Brian with those painful and bright eyes.

"The wizard lord of Mokou Town, I didn't expect that we could meet again in this form." He took a deep breath, and the pain of his shoulders trembling and spasm did not weaken his voice at all. "I want to know the situation of Susal and the Queen, and beg you to fulfill my last wish."

Brian nodded slowly.

At this moment, the imperial capital Susar, with the help of the demon dragon, was besieged by the army led by the orc spiritual leader "The Great Sage". If the king had not led the demon dragon out, he would have been defeated long ago.

Perhaps in this case, only he can reach Susal City by teleporting spells and discover the specific situation inside.

He looked at Chisaiah beside him.

Xisia immediately took out a silver bracelet engraved with a dragon's pattern and whispered to him:

"This bracelet allows you to teleport directly to Sandrakot, the royal wizard in Susal City, through teleportation spells, but it cannot allow you to return again."

"I get it." Brian nodded slightly and said to her, "I'll be back soon."

In the teleportation light of the magic circle, he disappeared from Skeleton Rock Town.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a bedroom, the bright room filled with the fragrance of lavender and a faint smell of blood.

A young woman lay on the bed, pale and deadly.

Beside her, in addition to an old man dressed in a noble, there were also the royal wizard Sandrakot, and... the priest Kalena of the Church of Mother Earth.

"Bryan, why are you here?" Kalena hurriedly came over and asked.

The female priest's eyes were red and she obviously had just cried.

Brian did not answer her question, but stood there and thought for a while, and immediately understood who the two strangers appeared in front of him were.

The old man dressed in aristocratic manner should be Ferfarier, the prime minister of the Kingdom of Cormier. As for the young woman lying on the bed, there is no doubt that she must be the queen.

It is easy to guess why Kalena appears here.

Fifalier should be her father, and her sister is the queen.

After all, he had long guessed that the female priest had an extraordinary identity, and he was just too lazy to inquire.

As for Sandrakot, he had learned from Hisaiya that the legendary wizard was responsible for protecting Susal City.

Even so, the current situation is still in danger for Susal City.

"Queen Teslie." Brian crossed his opening remarks, sorted out his language, and said seriously:

"Your Azen is almost out of reach. I can see that I cannot expect you to recover. The magic in him has been tormenting him and making him very dangerous. But when he finally woke up, His Majesty said to me, how precious your love for him is, and gave you his last greetings. He also ordered me to understand the fate of the child and tell him."

"The wizard lord of Mokou Town." A clear, cold voice came over. The speaker was the queen's father, Fefarier, the prime minister of the kingdom.

"My eldest daughter is as brave and fearless as His Majesty. In order to save the Kingdom of Cormier and to save the children in her womb, after giving birth, she sacrificed her life and killed the possessed evil spirits. She is a qualified queen and a qualified mother."

"This is Cormier's sixth disaster spirit."

Royal Mage Sandra Kot sighed, "This is a magical curse of the Cormier royal family. Since the founding of the Kingdom, no one can escape such a disaster."

"The gods are merciful, and there is the last one..." he whispered tiredly.

"The gods are merciful, kind wizard lord." The queen sat up from the bed with Kalena's help and said weakly:

"Please tell your Majesty that my child is still alive, a boy, another Azen of Cormier. I ask you, if your wisdom can make these words of ours secret, please do not let the news of my impending death bear his heart."

Queen Tesli's voice trembled and almost sobbed, but for a moment, he became firm again and made up his mind, "Please tell him how much I love him. Say goodbye, my Azen, when our bodies cannot bear it, our love will last forever."

Her voice paused for a moment and whispered, "If you can, can you take my child to see him?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "I'm very sorry, Queen Tesli."

Brian said apologetically, "He was only a few days after he was born. He was too weak. I dare not try it. Even if there is only one percent chance, I cannot guarantee that he can pass through the magic turbulence safely. You know, I cannot bear this responsibility. If the magic is out of control..."

"I understand." Queen Tesli whispered, "Gods are above, bless my children... and let my Azen leave with peace."

Brian nodded to everyone, waved tiredly, cast teleportation spell, and disappeared from Susal City.

When Brian returned to Skeleton Rock Town, many people appeared out of thin air and confronted the Purple Dragon Knight and the War Mage.

His expression changed, and he rushed over immediately and came to Sisiah's side.

This is a group of priests and treasury knights from Susal.

From the emblems they wore, they were the Lord of Dawn, the Lord of Dawn, the God of True Tom, the Priests of the God of Luck, and the Hunter Mara.

He judged from the teleportation energy remaining in the air that this group of priests arrived here through teleportation magic.

Brian glanced behind him, and new flames and light burst out around the king's body, and he twitched in pain on the shield bed, the curse of dragon blood was still in effect.

"Give Way!"

The high priest of the hunting god Mara roared: "We arrived here when Cormier needed the healing king the most. If we didn't let go, the vulture would come soon."

"This is not a direct cure." Brian held Xisia's hand and signaled her not to impulse. He stood in his own position and warned the priests:

"Everyone, I'm afraid you can do nothing here. The only thing we can do now is to let King Cormier die with the dignity he won with his life."

The Purple Dragon Knight and the War Mages stood beside Brian, blocking the only way to prevent the clergy from approaching.

The priest of the Lord of the Morning Light, Luosanda looked at Shisiah suspiciously and whispered: "Does the king not want to heal himself? Is this a betrayal?"

The hunter of the God of Hunting Mara raised a hand, wrapped with a furry handguard. The fingers of the guards had big cats' claws, and the outside was covered with bone hooks of wild beasts.

He pointed to Brian, with a sneering look on his face.

"In this matter, wizard, you have no right to speak, you are just an ignorant, nostalgic courtier. Retreat and put away your little spell, and you must believe that the divine power of Mara will heal your king. As always, as always."

At this time, a light appeared in the air behind the hunter.

Several priests turned around quickly because of fear, with their faces tense.

The light of the teleportation array outlines a person's outline, and then quickly turns into a flashing spark.

A middle-aged man with a firm face appeared in everyone's sight.

He did not wear a helmet, his rough face was weathered and his muscles were twisted and his shoulders were wide, and he seemed to have not been snatched for many days. His black beard had covered the outline of his face, and his green eyes were hiding under his frowning eyebrows.

The only flaw is that his entire body of armor and the purple cloak that was draped behind him were covered with different degrees of combat wear.

At the same time, Brian also noticed that on the dark red barbed iron gloves he wore with the left hand, there was a hot silver sword emblem engraved with the symbol of the sword.

The war lord of Tampas, the god of war, and the supreme leader of the Purple Dragon Knights of the Kingdom of Cormier.

"Let him try it, Master Lord." The War Lord said calmly: "I promise you that he dare not make rash things."

"It can be seen that the king has suffered the curse of the blood of the dragon." said the hunter of Mara, "I am a believer of the Lord of Blood, and I have a way to get in touch with his curse."

Brian was told to join Hissia to make way for the hunters of the God of Hunter.

The god of hunting, Mara, is a god in the chaotic evil camp. The reason why it appears here is said to be related to the orcs destroying the hunting temple they hid in the Storm Horn Mountains.

Obviously, their hunting targets did not exclude the orc tribe.

The horse-rad hunter walked over, knelt on the ground, leaned his scarred face, raised his hands and shouted:

"Oh, the god of hunting Mara, the great Lord of Blood, all the masters of hunting, just like this brave king hunting dragons, please give me your true favor in the moment when this kingdom needs help! Let the power of the lion, the flexibility of the black panther, the endurance of the white bear, and the wisdom of the night owl flow into my body, let me touch him when this brave king needs help!"

A divine light emerged.

The horse-rad hunter's hands burst into white flames, and the flames rushed to the shield bed, and the divine wave generated made the king's body suspend in the air.

Just when Brian thought he could really save the king, a purple dragon's phantom suddenly shot out from the fading light, and roared at the hunter.
To be continued...