Chapter 1069 The New King Succeeds, the Old King Retires

Don't you want to watch me reform successfully, and then lead the country of Gay to dominate the Ymir Plain and become the strongest country? "Morea asked the aging Fernand in a seductive tone.

"You don't understand the pain I've endured." Fernand closed his eyes, looking at Morea's seductive face.

As a talented and ambitious king, of course he wanted to see his country become a hegemon, but his body would not allow it.

"So if I can take away the pain you need to endure, you're willing to live?" Morea asked.

"What do you want to do?" Fernand asked in a weary tone. His vitality was rapidly fading with the withdrawal of the King's Certificate. Now he is like a candle in the wind, and he can't live for long. .

"I don't know if my three teachers have told you that I have gained a brand new power, a power that can control death." The black mist with the breath of death permeated Moreya's body, and the yin The breath of cold spread in this palace, dispelling the scorching heat brought by the certificate of king.

"I've heard of it." Fernand watched as Morea turned into a cloud of volatile, condensed black gas in front of him, and a pair of scarlet pupils appeared in the black gas.

"I can let you continue to exist in this world as a deceased." A mass of black air was separated by Morea, condensed in front of him, and turned into a tall corpse with a blue face.

After the scarlet-eyed corpse appeared, he immediately knelt down on one knee to Morea, showing a very respectful and docile attitude.

"If this is the way for me to continue to exist, then I refuse. I have no interest in bowing to my son." Just after glancing at the corpse servant released by Morea, Fernand categorically refused.

He has the pride of being a king. He is greedy for life, but he is not afraid of death. Even if it is death, he does not want to become a slave of others, not to mention that that person is his son.

"You think too much about this. After I transform you into this posture, apart from the feeling of being suppressed in the face of me, there is no other weakness."

"..."

"Would you like to try it?" Morea, who had transformed into a ghost, asked tentatively.

"..." Fernand remained silent, but Morea knew that he was definitely moved.

"If not,

You fall into eternal death again, no matter what, you are my father, and I will always respect your choice. "

The pitch-dark death-qi was sitting on the throne, the stooped, skinny old man swept away, and soon wrapped it up, because he no longer had a shred of vitality, so when the black mist was eroding his body , his body did not show any particularly obvious changes, but his eyes gradually turned red, and in the process, his last vitality was completely wiped out.

After Fernand was enveloped in the black mist for less than a breath, the last trace of vitality on his body was completely wiped out, and he directly turned into a ghoul. The whole process was faster than ordinary people.

"This feeling is not bad." Fernand, who turned into a ghoul, stood up from the throne and stretched his body. At this time, he could no longer feel any pain from his body.

"Wait, it's not over yet."

"What else?" Fernand, whose life form has completed a huge transformation from life to death, asked in a hoarse voice, which had an ominous meaning.

"I want to give you strength." Morea slowly floated towards Fernand, and then a more turbulent black mist separated from him, surging towards Fernand's ghoul body.

Soon, Fernand's thin and short body was slowly inflated by the continuous injection of black air, like a blowing ball, and his body began to grow huge.

And Fernand gradually exuded a scorching aura in the process of Moria's continuous injection of death aura. It seemed that the power remaining in his body was reactivated, but this aura was a kind of scorching energy. With a deadly scorching heat, it was completely different from the previous one.

Fernand, who was transformed into a ghoul, has completely lost his human form, because he is now in the form of Yan Mo with two horns on his forehead and two wings on his back.

"Give me all your strength, is it okay?" Fernand, whose body height had swelled to 20 meters, and his head was almost reaching the ceiling, looked at the ghost whose body had wilted to the point of being illusory, and asked worriedly. road.

Fernand knew that his son had a bigger future than him, so if his existence came at the expense of Arnold, he would rather die.

"No problem, I just gave you the power of this form, and it has little effect on me. The power of the ghost form is not as good as that of the Yan Mo form. Except for the special power, it is like a chicken rib to me, and it is useless. If it is big, it is better to distribute the power to you and make the most of it."

With an unknown and dead ghost hovering in the hall, exuding a bone-chilling gloom, a pair of scarlet pupils stared at Fernand, extremely indifferent and devoid of any humanity.

"By the way, these are also given to you, and you will be the commander." One after another black energy scattered from Morea's body and fell on the ground of the hall, turning into a tall and majestic body, full of greed for the flesh and blood of living beings. corpse.

"Is this what you planned?" Looking at the hall full of corpses, Fernand looked at Morea and asked, because he felt that he was being calculated at this time.

"Well, I had this plan when I came back and felt your vitality." Morea admitted unabashedly.

"You don't even let me as a dying person, and you have to use it. It's ruthless." Fernand looked at Morea, and the corners of his mouth grinned to both sides, looking particularly hideous.

"Use? Don't you want to continue to live?" Seeing Fernand laughing, Morea in ghost form also changed into a curved mouth, which looked even more sinister.

At this time, if an ordinary person enters this hall, I am afraid that they will be scared to death by the scene in front of them.

"You call me living in my current form?" Fernand pointed to his body, he has now lost most of the senses of life.

"Better than falling into eternal silence, at least."

"Okay, these ghost servants are not suitable for the sun, you let me command them, that is, let me be your shadow, help you solve some things that are inconvenient for you."

"I never said that."

"The heart is really dark, and the face is thick enough, but this is suitable for becoming a king. A gentle-hearted king can only make the country fall into the abyss."

Fernand looked at Morea with admiration, "From today onwards, I will be your shadow, the knife in your hand, and I will cooperate with you to complete the reform and remove all obstacles to the reform."

"You are my father."

"Don't come." Fernand looked disdainful. In terms of blood, they were father and son, but in terms of family relationship, they were not much better than strangers, and family relationship took time to cultivate.

"You first integrate the certificate of the king."

"understood."

Morea's black qi, which turned into a ghost, began to collapse and gather in the center, and soon turned back into a beautiful young man with a tender face.

The flames rose from Morea's body, he turned into Yan Mo again, and an aura that made Fernand feel palpitations and depression at this time appeared.

He silently watched his son incarnate into Yan Mo with two wings on his back, and put the nonsense of the five awakenings that Morea said to the back of his mind.

Morea was suspended in the air, stretched out giant claws like a beast, and held the crystal core that radiated light and heat, shining black and red in his hand.

He can perceive the power contained in this crystal nucleus, which is probably equivalent to the flame demon at the peak of soul power. For him who has now crossed the boundary of legendary power, it is a big supplement.

When Fernand watched Morea swallow up all the King's Certificate with ease and his body swelled slightly, he couldn't help but say, "Is that so?"

"Otherwise?" Morea, who devoured the crystals of power handed down from generations of Guye in a short period of time, looked up at Fernand.

"It's nothing!" Fernand lowered his head, a little autistic. He remembered how painful it was when he merged the certificate of the king. He still remembers the feeling of being burst at any time.

And after he has fused to a certain extent, he has to seal up the remaining power, and then embed it on his chest, because if he continues to swallow it, he will really be burst.

And his son swallowed all the power of the whole King's Certificate at this moment. Such a comparison hurt his heart too much.

...

The new king succeeded the throne, the old king retired, and the position of the highest authority in the country of Guy was handed over before many people could react. The speed was so fast that many civilians and nobles did not react.

But this kind of thing doesn't revolve around their will at all, and they have no choice but to accept it.

After the new king came to power, the old king Fairmond disappeared completely. No one was surprised by this, because this was originally the tradition of Guy Country.

The appearance of the new king represents the demise of the old king. Every King Guy does not want his subjects to see his weak embarrassment. Even if he dies, he must die with dignity.

But now, except for Morea, no one knows that the old king of this generation did not die with the new king, but turned into another form, watching the country of Guy.

But just when all the nobles of Guy Country were preparing to adapt to this new king, they were stunned to find that the new king actually began to reform, changing the country's system, laws, and waving the butcher's knife called kingship to them, so, The nobles whose interests were touched began to resist...