Chapter 792 The Demonic Brain of the First Full Moon King

The Kingdom of Zitik in the east coast.

The army gathered in front of the Blacksmith Official City, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

The war started from the early stage of the cavalry and the demon hunting team besieging and killing each other to test each other, to obtain intelligence and find out the details; the middle stage of the war was to seize key points, weaken local forces, and cut off the opponent's material support; now it has entered the final critical stage of victory or defeat.

The army outside the city surrounded and pushed various large siege equipment towards the towering and solid city walls. The huge dragon beasts on the ground were wearing armor, walking on their somewhat clumsy four legs and carrying siege cones and slowly moving towards the city gate.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Before they could get close, the terrifying weapons shot from the city wall penetrated the bodies of the charging beasts from the places without armor. These huge but very clumsy monsters looked very scary on the battlefield, but if there were targeted equipment, they would appear very fragile. Zitik, known as the country of cast iron, is best at making such equipment, called the Stik Crossbow.

It means a crossbow that kills giant beasts. It is a giant crossbow that requires more than a dozen people to operate. It is extremely powerful and of course the cost of making it is also high.

Several large dragon beasts fell heavily and never got up again.

Next, rockets fell from the top of the city, siege equipment burned one by one, and thick black smoke rose on the battlefield.

However, the dense siege army still approached the city wall, set up ladders and pushed siege vehicles to attack upwards.

There were demon hunters holding seals and climbing up the city wall regardless of life and death, killing dozens of people in a row, but in the end they were shot and killed on the top of the city. Once the power of the seal is suppressed by most of it, even ordinary people may find a flaw to kill the demon hunter.

Even if a dragon breaks into the city, it is possible that it will be killed by the demon hunters guarding the city or mortals holding mithril weapons and enter reincarnation. This is why in this era of seals and dragons, city fortresses are still so important.

In addition to the attackers, there were also elite demon hunter teams from Ztik that rushed down from the top of the city from time to time, attacking important figures or equipment of the attackers, and finally died in the enemy army.

These demon hunters who have been sealing monsters for generations since the Black Iron Age did not die at the hands of monsters in the end, but died in the civil war between dragons.

In the sky, dragons also fought with each other.

Almost all dragon professionals of the East Coast City-State Kingdom Alliance came, but they were still not as good as the dragons brought by the Full Moon King, only half of the opponent.

However, these dozen dragons fought lively in the sky, but they never decided the winner.

It seems that although the dragons that followed the Full Moon King obeyed the opponent's orders to fight, they were not willing to fight for the Full Moon King with their lives. Even at this point in the battle, these dragon professionals have begun to be dissatisfied with the Full Moon King.

The stalemate lasted for a long time, but the military strength and extraordinary power of Zitik City were far inferior to those of the Full Moon Dynasty. More and more people began to climb the city wall.

The iron-cast walls of the Blacksmith City also began to crumble. At this time, there was a movement on the river.

The armed army stood on the deck and came by boat, quickly landed and started fighting.

"Reinforcements are coming!"

"Reinforcements are coming!"

"Our people are coming."

The soldiers on the city wall began to shout. They were troops sent from other countries and city-states on the east coast, which could be seen from the flags.

The scene changed subtly for a while.

Even though the reinforcements had not yet started the attack and were just lining up, the Full Moon Dynasty coalition forces on the attacking side began to panic.

The reinforcements coming along the river attacked the flank of the Full Moon Dynasty coalition forces, and the army began to panic and even showed signs of collapse.

At the critical moment, a demon hunting group came to hold up the situation.

The Full Moon Dynasty coalition began to retreat slowly. Although the Zitik army in the city organized people to support and chase the retreating Full Moon Dynasty coalition, it did not gain any benefits.

When defending the city, they were still suppressed by the enemy. If the enemy was in a collapsed situation, they might find an opportunity to fight outside the city, but the Full Moon Dynasty coalition quickly responded and filled the gap, and the Zitik side had no way to deal with it.

On the viewing platform high on the hillside.

The King of the Full Moon, wearing armor, watched the army retreat from the front again. His eyes were no longer angry and disappointed, but deeply tired.

This king of kings who thought he was omnipotent in the past suddenly felt powerless against everything.

For people, for this land, and for fate.

It's all the same.

The Full Moon Dynasty coalition led the army to attack Zitik in several directions. When they set out, he thought that the situation must be that they would be unstoppable and seize the entire east coast in an instant, but everything that followed was not as smooth as he expected.

In his eyes, the original East Coast was nothing but a pile of loose sand, a wild country established by a group of losers who escaped from the Full Moon Land. The small place had dozens or even hundreds of independent forces, large and small. It was fragmented and had no master, and no one could call on and unify the forces here.

But when he sent out his troops, fate seemed to play a joke on him.

The current king of Zitik on the East Coast, this young man who seemed insignificant and had just won the throne, stood up.

He shouted the name of the Black King, spreading everyone's fear of him, and with his strong skills and persuasive words, he gathered the power of the entire East Coast together.

Let this scattered sand.

Turned into stone.

This is nothing. Having been the king of kings for many years, he is confident that he can easily defeat this young man and let him know what the true king's means are.

His original plan was to target the Kingdom of Zitik alone and concentrate on attacking and destroying it first, especially since he still had a chess piece like the former king of Zitik in his hand.

Attacking Zitik first not only has a reasonable and appropriate excuse, but also makes other countries and city-states on the East Coast hesitate. Everyone in this newly established alliance knows that they have to unite to fight the enemy at this time, but not everyone is willing to pay the price. Everyone wants others to take the lead and reap the benefits.

Some people will hesitate, some will have different intentions, and some will drag their feet.

The King of the Full Moon wanted to take advantage of this weakness of human nature, and after the demise of Zitik, it would be useless for them to do anything, and they could only let the Full Moon Dynasty coalition slaughter them.

He planned very well, and even sent troops in the early stage while contacting the forces on the East Coast, saying that their goal this time was only Zitik, and to help the former King of Zitik regain the throne.

But it was completely useless.

Because in addition to the army led by him, the other coalition forces entered the East Coast and robbed crazy, looting all the cities along the East Coast along the way, and even sending people to rob far away without caring about combat missions, including those countries and city-states that were originally wavering or even surrendered to the Full Moon Dynasty, which also led to the entire East Coast being completely united.

The so-called East Coast Kingdom City-State Alliance, which was originally just a loose organizational structure, quickly became a substantial interest group and was tightly bound together because of the crisis. Each kingdom and city-state contributed money, people and strength, and King Zitik led a large army that could fight against the Full Moon Dynasty coalition.

Moreover, these people were united and shared the same hatred.

This coalition even defeated the Full Moon Dynasty's detachment at one point, invaded the interior of the Full Moon Land, and caused the entire Full Moon Dynasty to shake.

This is nothing.

He reacted immediately and knew what he should do reflexively.

When facing a crisis, it was like the ancestor was possessed. A series of operations and means were impressive. He personally led some elite troops and took the initiative to attack all the way. Like lightning, he defeated the main force of the East Coast Kingdom City-State Alliance, letting these people know that the Full Moon Dynasty is invincible in the wild.

With his great victory and the power of a king, he severely rebuked the generals of the coalition forces, dealt with a large number of people who did not fight well in the war, and made everyone dare not despise his orders anymore, and completely took control of the coalition forces.

He deployed his troops and finally turned the situation around bit by bit, strangling the enemy's army bit by bit and forcing them into a desperate situation, forcing them to fight a decisive battle with him in the Blacksmith Official City.

At this time, he encountered another problem.

This Blacksmith Official City occupies a natural and geographical advantage, as if it were really made of iron.

It is stuck on the main road, with a big river on the left and a big mountain on the right.

The King of the Full Moon forced the East Coast Kingdom City-State Alliance into a desperate situation, and was about to completely defeat them, but he could not capture this Blacksmith Official City, and the other side refused to defend here, and there was a steady stream of supplies and soldiers sent to the river next to it.

The East Coast Alliance lacked everything, but not ships.

He claimed to be the king of all kings and the master of the earth.

But he couldn't block this river.

The other side no longer worried about supplies as they shrank strategically, and they held on to the Blacksmith City. On the contrary, he gradually fell into trouble as he won battle after battle.

Because the resources of the Full Moon King were mainly transported by land, the cost along the way was frighteningly high, and it was even more so as the battle line lengthened. What made him even more headache was that the Zitik people on this land did not surrender at all after being conquered by him, but continued to resist.

Not only did he not have a way to fight to support the war, but he had to constantly distract himself to deal with these people.

Because the Blacksmith City was still there, because their king was still there.

These people didn't even want the city, and they even fled directly into the wilderness carrying the bronze dragon king statue. At this point, they just wanted to fight to the death with the Full Moon King. I don't know where they got the courage and perseverance.

These hateful copper-red-haired people kept doing various actions behind him, making his situation worse and worse.

Heavy casualties, cut off food supply, and lack of supplies.

A few days ago, he humbly asked the dragons to transport food and supplies in the name of the King of the Full Moon, but was angrily rejected by the dragons, saying that they were sacred dragons, not beasts that pulled carts.

Although it was somewhat expected, the King of the Full Moon could also hear from the words that the dragons had other thoughts.

The King of the Full Moon looked at the Blacksmith Official City in the distance.

As long as he took one more step forward, he could get everything.

But at this moment, the army under his command seemed to be unable to hold on.

But facing such a situation, a trace of fierceness broke out in his eyes, as well as strong unwillingness and indignation.

"Why, I am the king of all kings."

"All things on earth should submit to my name and glory, why do you want to stop me?"

"I must take this place."

"I want to win, not only this war, but everything."

He turned and walked down the viewing platform and returned to his army camp.

At this time, a team that had come from a long distance just arrived here.

——

The recorder who had just experienced various difficulties and attacked again and again and finally delivered food and supplies came to the tent of the King of the Full Moon.

The King of the Full Moon stood outside the tent, looking at the transported material vehicles, and his feet were slightly on tiptoe.

He stared at the material convoy, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses and tightly grasp the hand of the old recorder beside him.

"My Prime Minister."

"You finally delivered it, I have been waiting for you, and I know you will never let me down!"

"With this batch of materials, I have absolute confidence in breaking through the Blacksmith Official City next."

The King of the Full Moon was so happy that he was about to dance with joy, because these transported materials were so important, and for him, it was like a timely help.

But at this time, the recorder told the King of the Full Moon a piece of news.

"Your Majesty."

"The Black King has descended on Black Iron City, and the western region of the Full Moon Land has announced a change of flag."

The King of the Full Moon still looked at the material vehicles that were transported over, as if he was considering how to launch the next wave of attacks, and even imagined the scene of the entire East Coast Alliance surrendering to him after he broke through the Blacksmith Official City.

He didn't understand what the recorder said for a long time, and turned his head after a while.

"Ah?"

"What did you say?"

The recorder looked at the King of the Full Moon with a serious expression, and repeated what he had just said, and even took out a scroll and placed it in front of the King of the Full Moon, which recorded the details of what happened in the western part of the Full Moon Land.

The King of the Full Moon took it excitedly.

After reading it, he felt dizzy instantly.

The King of the Full Moon was anxious and panicked, and at the same time a strong sense of fear surged into his heart again, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground directly.

At this time, the general of the Royal Guard rushed over, grabbed his arm and supported him.

"Your Majesty, don't panic no matter what happens."

"Everyone is looking at you?"

He whispered.

The King of the Full Moon came back to his senses, and stood outside with all his strength, looking at the soldiers who were looking at him.

He said loudly: "Today, the supplies and food have been delivered. Everyone can eat as much as you want. Tomorrow, you will conquer the Blacksmith Official City for me. All the treasures in the city will be yours. I will also reward you with gold coins and titles for your meritorious service. I will reward the person who has the highest merit in conquering the Blacksmith Official City with a city."

The soldiers cheered loudly, but the King of the Full Moon hurried back to the tent.

Returning to his chair, the King of the Full Moon collapsed instantly, and he had no strength left in his body. This appearance scared the recorder beside him.

After a long time, he finally recovered.

He looked at the recorder: "Is the western region all gone?"

The recorder actually wanted to say: "Not only that, because your battle was blocked, and the Black King easily suppressed everything, showing his miraculous power and taking away all the seals in the Silver City."

"The wind direction of the entire Full Moon Land has changed, and people in the Golden City are changing their minds."

"When I left, I was so scared that I almost escaped from the Golden City, fearing that I would not be able to get out if I was a step late."

"These supplies sent here may be the last batch."

In addition.

When he came, he also heard that a large number of people in the central region had secretly sent people to the Black Iron City to pay homage to the Black King.

The Dragon Palace, which was originally high and mighty and did not obey the orders of the Full Moon King, proved and announced the arrival of the Dragon King, confirming that the one who descended in the Black Iron City was the real Black King, not the fake person said by the Full Moon Dynasty.

The arrogant dragons were desperately flying westward at this moment, fearing that they would fly slower than other dragons.

The King of the Full Moon had to work hard to get the other side to send out ten dragons, and the other side had thirty-four dragons following him just by showing up.

But seeing the King of the Full Moon like this, how could he dare to say it out loud.

The King of the Full Moon was confused and asked the recorder: "Should I not send troops here? If I stayed in the Full Moon Land, maybe this problem would not have occurred."

The recorder, who had originally strongly opposed the King of the Full Moon to send troops, did not say anything to accuse him at this time.

"Things have come to this point. I think your Majesty's decision was not wrong. At the most critical moment, you held all the troops, seals and dragons you could hold. Now you still hold the core power of the Full Moon Dynasty."

"If he stayed in the Full Moon Land, perhaps the Black King would not descend in the Black Iron City, but directly in the Golden City. If that were the case, your Majesty, think about what it would be like?"

"I heard that the Black King has the power of a god and a man. He can walk on the earth in the Kingdom of Gods, be immortal and take away all the seals of others."

"He brought the seals to the human world, and all the seals were naturally in his hands."

"If he suddenly appears in the Golden City and displays such power, who knows how many people in the Golden City can withstand it; even if only one person shouts the Black King, it may cause a chain reaction, and we may face a situation where everything collapses."

"What we are seeing now may be the same situation in the western part of the Full Moon Land."

"If you can completely defeat the East Coast, with supreme prestige and power, and relying on the glory of your ancestors, there is still a glimmer of hope."

As he spoke, the recorder looked at the appearance of the Full Moon King. After all, he had served the Full Moon Dynasty for several generations. The old man knelt down with some pain.

"Even now, you haven't lost everything."

"Your Majesty!"

"You have to cheer up!"

But the problem is.

He has not conquered the East Coast at all, but has been dragged here.

"Yes, just someone shouted the Black King, and my dynasty will collapse."

"He doesn't have to do anything, just standing there and I lose."

Listening to the recorder's words, the Full Moon King suddenly thought of many things.

Why was the East Coast Kingdom City-State Alliance established? Why was the current King of Zitik able to defeat him again and again by defending the Blacksmith Official City? Why did the red-haired descendants of the Golden Tribe still go to war with them at the last step?

And what he has been wondering recently is why the reputation of the King of Kings, which once dominated the entire Full Moon Land and the Dragon World, seems to be less effective now. Even a group of defeated people and barbarians who fled to the East Coast dare to fight him.

Everything seems to be because of a name.

He used to rely on the reputation of the King of the Full Moon to rule this land, making everyone submit to him and making everyone dare not say no to him.

But when that name appeared, all the glory and reputation of the King of the Full Moon passed down from generation to generation were suppressed by that name.

It no longer shines.

It is no longer sacred.

It is not just that person who is powerful, but what everyone thinks in their hearts.

It is the Black Iron Dragon King, or the Black King Helfas, a name that has been passed down in history for more than 800 years and has a deep-rooted power.

That power was so strong that it gave him nightmares and made him crazy.

"Is his name so powerful?"

"What did he do? Didn't he just build a black iron city? My ancestors were the ones who established this huge dynasty."

"How many cities have we created? How much have we brought to the dragon people? Have you all forgotten these?"

"What qualifications does he have? What qualifications does he have to take away everything that belongs to our family?"

"He doesn't deserve it."

"He doesn't deserve it."

In the tent.

The King of the Full Moon roared in anger, his voice hoarse and broken.

"Kill him."

"Kill him, I'm going to kill him."

"He deserves to die, why did he come back, why didn't he die more thoroughly."

"What is he alive for?"

But the more so, the more he couldn't stop the despair and panic from overflowing from his heart. He could deal with a real person, but he couldn't fight against a name that was branded in people's hearts.

He turned his head to look at the recorder and asked him loudly.

"You said there is still a glimmer of hope, what is that?"

The recorder knelt on the ground, looked at the King of the Full Moon earnestly and said: "Take these people away from here, go to other places, just like the Golden Son back then."

The King of the Full Moon: "Leave?"

He seemed to have never thought about this answer. He was the King of the Full Moon. Leaving the Full Moon Land?

Where to go then?

Go overseas, go to the wild land in the north?

His face became uglier and uglier, but he never spoke.

He seemed to know that what the recorder said was not wrong. Now he was facing a very bad situation. He was dragged here because he had not conquered the East Coast area. Later, the Full Moon Land was also changing rapidly. When he went back, he didn't know what it would look like.

But he felt it was hard to accept just thinking about it. His ancestors drove the son of the Golden Dragon King out of the Full Moon Land. Now he would have to end up like this?

What a shame.

And on the side, the general of the Royal Guards who had never spoken said something.

"Your Majesty!"

"It's time to use that thing."

The general's eyes appeared from under his helmet, looking a little cold.

"If we can borrow the power of the first Full Moon King, everything will be fine. Even the Black King can't do anything to us."

The Full Moon King raised his head slightly and looked into the eyes of the Royal Guard General.

The moment they looked at each other, he understood what the other party was talking about. It was the so-called "sealed object" left by the first Full Moon King.

"You mean..."

The Full Moon King showed a horrified expression: "Do you know the price you have to pay for that thing?"

General: "But do we have any other choice now?"

The recorder was also scared: "Your Majesty, is it necessary to do this in such a situation? Be careful!"

"You have brought out such a huge force. You can be king even if you go anywhere else. There is no need to fight to the death with the Black King!"

General: "Your Majesty, if you choose to leave the Full Moon Land, how many people in this military camp are willing to leave with you?"

Recorder: "The Full Moon Dynasty has been in existence for more than a hundred years, and countless people have been loyal to His Majesty the King. Of course, there will be many people willing to follow His Majesty."

The general smiled: "How many are many, one hundred or one thousand?"

"Take these people to that wild land, compete with those barbarians for living space, and fight with the monsters in the wilderness. How many can survive in the end?"

The argument between the two made the King of the Full Moon feel even more headache.

The King of the Full Moon took a deep breath, raised his hand and said.

"I'll think about it again, you guys go out!"

——

The recorder and the general walked outside.

The recorder scolded the general loudly and looked at him coldly.

"What on earth are you thinking?"

However, the general just glanced at him and left directly, not even giving him a chance to say another word.

He glanced at the tent with his peripheral vision, and his figure disappeared in the distant military camp.

And the recorder was a little choked, pointing at the other party for a long time and couldn't speak.

The old man returned to the tent assigned to him. The low table was full of scrolls, but he flipped through them without any intention to read them.

"It can't be used!"

"That thing..."

The recorder stood up and went back outside to persuade the Full Moon King again, but the guards at the door stopped him.

He could only turn back and sigh in front of the table.

At this time.

He didn't notice that a soul gradually appeared behind him.

The shadow walked to his side, and the old man lowered his head and leaned on the table. He could not see the other person's shadow even though he was right next to him.

The soul looked at the recorder of the Full Moon Dynasty, and a secret hidden in history gradually emerged.

"The magic brain of the first Full Moon King?"