Chapter 348 - Chapter 348: Chapter 329 I am the Future of Cyart! (2/2)
“It’s all for Cyart! Fischer, Romann, let yourselves become the sacrifices for the rebirth of this nation!”
Byrne’s expression changed.
The Tranquility Songster?
“Are they trying to summon that existence?”
Suddenly, everything in his mind connected, the former Cyart King had long been secretly controlled by the “Wordless” Elder, the leader of the Words of Tranquility. No doubt, all those arrangements of the Words of Tranquility across the country were also done under the protection of the former Cyart King.
After they exposed that conspiracy, unable to predict that the former King was completely controlled by the Words of Tranquility, they handed over the subsequent matters to the Royal Family to deal with.
Examining oneself, of course, would not yield any results, which eventually allowed the followers of the Words of Tranquility to easily conceal the whole matter.
Suddenly, he heard his son Darren say:
“Father, since that’s the case, there’s not much else to say, we can only take down this old fellow!”
The excitement Darren had not felt for a long time ignited again from the depths of his heart, and he donned the Iron Mask.
“Hahahaha! I really did not expect this, to have the opportunity to kill His Majesty the King!”
He knew that he most likely would die here today.
But that was also quite good.
If he were to die in battle alongside his father…
The civilians in the port city were already in utter chaos; having heard the recent conversation, first learning of the two great families’ collusion with heresy and treason, then hearing about the resurrection of the former Cyart King, and moreover, that he had transformed into that form. Last of all, he openly insulted the divinities.
Because the situation was really too complicated, they found it difficult to understand the current state of affairs.
It was then that the former Cyart King in the sky suddenly spoke.
“Do not be afraid, my people, I will always be the King of Cyart! I am also Cyart’s future!”
“I am your Monarch, I have not died, but have become the guardian god of this country!”
“From now on, you will also become my strength, become a part of Cyart’s future! We will protect the Cyart Kingdom together!”
“People of Cyart, do you wish to become the blade of Cyart?”
His voice contained an extraordinarily powerful force, and in an instant, it spread throughout the entire city, making many citizens blur their sight, no longer panic-stricken.
The thick black fog all at once scattered, the sky as if unveiled by a layer of mysterious veil, revealing its original form.
The sunlight poured down like a golden flood, piercing through the clouds, covering the land, every inch of earth was bathed in the warm glow, as if endowed with new life.
The distant mountains, under the sunshine, seemed particularly clear, the lush green trees in the breeze gently swayed, the air filled with the fragrance of soil and flowers, refreshing the spirit.
The former Cyart King, who was once already a dead being, suddenly returned to human form!
His figure, under the sunlight, appeared towering and majestic, the golden armor shining with dazzling brightness, as if a war god had descended to the mortal world.
The former Cyart King gazed down at the few people on the ground like ants, and waved his hand.
“Judge them!”
The port city’s citizens had a glazed look in their eyes, but their faces were filled with a stirring zeal, the sunshine shimmering in every eye, as if it had ignited the flames in their hearts.
“Judge them!”
“Defend the kingdom!”
“Become the blade!”
“For the future of Cyart!”
They raised their weapons high, clenched their fists, chanting the unified slogan, voices like thunder rolling in, stirring the soul.
Thousands of residents from all around surged forward, soon to surround the few at the dock area.
Byrne and the others looked solemn, the air filled with an ineffable tension, observing the people’s eyes revealing a strange, inequal mix of confusion and persistence.
They were like being bound tightly together by an invisible force, united in their desire to become the King’s blade, wishing to charge into battle for him, to protect this land.
Chris spoke dispassionately, “Mental Magic?”
“For the King! For the nation!”
The shouts of all influenced by the former Cyart King rose and fell in waves, as if they were about to shake the entire dock, their faces full of longing for glory.
At this moment, they were no longer just ordinary citizens, but had coalesced into a powerful force, ready at any moment to give everything for His Majesty the King.
As if it had surpassed human power, and had become a collective faith!
And right beneath this port city, many white runes gradually lit up.
Those white runes had been outlined with specially made alchemical chalk, discovered once by Byrne and others, who had later wiped clean by the followers of the Words of Tranquility.
Having learned their lesson well, the Words of Tranquility, in cooperation with the former Cyart King, re-arranged the runes and directly buried the white runes deep beneath cities, remaining undiscovered for several years.
Now, the large Array ceremonies spread across half the cities in the nation were finally about to be activated, Byrne could confirm one thing; if it was successfully initiated, the entire nation would fall into a horrific collapse!
Although he knew he had to stop it, with the current situation, even surviving was a difficult matter.
The former Cyart King, akin to the King of Gold, roared with authority:
“Come, obey my command! Aphrodus, Baine, join me in judging Cyart’s traitors!”