Running wildly all the way, passing through the abyss of withered spiritual silence, crossing the flowing black ink river, leaping into the mountains and entering the forest.
Outside Lingshan, the world is drizzling again.
The rain is like cow hair, delicately stimulating Wang Man's nerves; it seems that it is always the rainy season outside!
Wang Man turned around and looked at the dome of Giant Peak. The chaotic Lingshan still looked so mysterious and peaceful. There was rain and darkness everywhere in the world, but Lingshan War College was a completely different world. Even though he was reluctant to leave the college, he arrived.
The wolf's den is still uneasy.
It seems to be true that Lingshan is favored by gods; at least it has been recognized by Yuanwu Lingwang Wang Man.
Farewell to the Zhanzheng Academy, farewell to dear Ashe, Nasus and all the brothers, as well as Mentor Haotian who taught me so much, Uncle Mengduo, and of course the ancestor of Lingtian; it was the spirit of the Martial Saint who gave me
In Wang Man's second life, it was the heroic spirit of the Martial Saint who supported Wang Man on his wild path to dominate the world!
In front of the Giant Peak, the thousands of miles of Mianyang mountains are hidden in darkness, with thousands of spots scattered by the drizzle.
As Wang Man got closer and closer to the Giant Peak, a melodious and exciting wolf howl suddenly came from ahead.
In the desolate mountain range, huge peaks reach into the sky. After an old wolf howl, intermittent howls follow one after another.
In the doomsday world, this place is peaceful and quiet. Among the thousands of hills, the wriggling black spots are ready to move. These species that have been damaged by darkness are all looking at the winding and steep slopes ahead.
The king is back! An inexplicable restlessness arose in Wang Man's chest. The call of fate made him filled with purple energy, bursting with fighting spirit, speeding up, and in an instant, a purple-gold light flashed into the mountains.
howl……
The descendants of the ancient wolf tribe have ushered in their new life. In the middle of the mountains, Duke Sirius, dressed in military uniform, is waiting quietly. Warwick and Bapu beside him calm the restlessness of the wolves around him from time to time.
Wang Man appeared! The white-haired Duke Sirius knelt down on one knee and covered his chest with his right hand, and shouted in a distant voice: "Children of Chaos, Free Elves, Dark Killers, our master is back, and only he can take him with him.
We benefit the race, and only he can transform us; welcome him, our king!"
Duke Tianlang is the highest leader of the wolf clan besides Wang Man. He has supreme fame and authority, and all his descendants and disciples will return to him. If nothing else, the momentum of the Wolf Emperor and Wang Man is enough to prove everything.
In the valley, werewolves knelt down and greeted each other along the road, and the wolves howled in unison in the rolling hills. The sound was so loud that the abyss was no longer silent, and the top of Surima Mountain was shaking...
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Wang Man had never heard of this scene and had never imagined it. Even he could feel the shocking momentum coming from the mountains. Wang Man suppressed the boiling blood in his heart and stayed there at a loss. He lacked knowledge,
For the first time, I experienced the turmoil of the wolf clan firsthand.
Duke Tianlang didn't move for a long time, so Wang Man hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.
"Your Highness, it would be nice if you came back!" The old Sirius felt aggrieved and wanted to cry, but suddenly felt that when he faced Wang Man, everything in the past had become forever in the past.
Warwick stood up and said: "Your Highness, this is Duke Sirius, the most knowledgeable elder among our people; this is Earl Bapu."
Now Wang Man has some thoughts of integrating into the wolf clan; he returns the favor one by one.
"Since your Highness has arrived, please go back and say something." Duke Sirius made the invitation.
Wang Man took the lead to step out and walked with a flick of his sleeves. After disappearing into the depths of the mountains, the wolves lurking on thousands of hills receded one after another like the tide.
Giant Peak, Qianzhu Cave.
The environment is quiet and elegant, with rows of houses decorated with silk and bamboo, unfathomable caves, and little wolves running around in front of you, making it a great time to play.
The decoration here is dignified, neat but luxurious, domineering but not classy; the only flaw is that the drizzle seems to be watering every werewolf's body all the time, including the powerful wolf clan like Duke Sirius.
In Qianzhu Cave, you can avoid the disturbances of the outside world, which is a big difference compared to the Wolf King Cave on the top of Surima Mountain.
There are two rows of seats in front of the cave, both of which are very old. There is a bare wooden seat directly above it, and the red wolf head hanging behind it has distinct bones. Although it is a dead thing, it is full of life.
Duke Tianlang helped Wang Man step forward and sit down. Facing the group of pious apostles below, Wang Man felt a little uneasy. After sitting upright, he still felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
"Brothers, sit down wherever you want. You're welcome. Your Excellency, please sit here. This junior is very uncomfortable here." Wang Man stood up awkwardly.
Suddenly, all the werewolves below fell to the ground in fear. Duke Sirius said in surprise: "Your Highness, don't move!"
Wang Man didn't know what to do and was stunned on the spot; Duke Tianlang knelt and crawled forward; he stretched out his hand and pulled the soles of his feet, causing Wang Man to fall down on the seat.
In a daze, his boots were taken off.
"Your Majesty Duke, you... what are you doing?" I
Duke Sirius said nothing, turned around and shouted to the disciple below: "Get in the bathtub!"
"Sir... Sir?" Wang Man frowned and looked uneasily at Warwick and Bapu below. Warwick and Wang Man had similar origins, and couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.
Wang Man sensed something from Warwick's slippery smile.
When I was young, two wolf clan disciples came to me carrying a black basin and a low-key-looking fan.
Plop! Duke Tianlang pressed Wang Man's feet into the tub, and the hot liquid instantly soaked his feet.
It felt so good! Wang Man forgot to resist for a moment, and the smell of his feet from the long journey filled the bathtub. Duke Sirius didn't feel bad at all, but being so respectful was a bit unfair to him, Wang Man thought.
The liquid in the bathtub was hot but not boiling. In a short period of time, it was like reaching the sky, and I forgot all my fatigue and worries.
Immediately, Duke Sirius held a fan covered with hair and gently moved it on the soles of his feet, and a burst of itching swept through his body.
Wang Man's nerves were stimulated, and he subconsciously raised his feet suddenly, splashing the foot-washing water on Sirius' face.
Oops, just when I was about to apologize, I saw Duke Sirius looking at me with interest. He wiped the water drops on his face, grinned and asked: "Your Highness, are you comfortable? Try this, this one is better
So cool!" After saying that, he held up his fan in front of him.
"Ah, no. Take a shower and feel relaxed. There is no need to scratch your itch." Wang Man declined politely.
Unexpectedly, Tianlang's face condensed and he said seriously: "Your Highness, this is the supreme honor of our wolf clan. As you hold the power of the wolf clan, you must accept the holy bath ceremony of the ancestor of the Chaos God."
"Holy bathing ceremony? How come your Highness has never heard of it?" Wang Man, who felt so comfortable, made no secret of it and began to call himself His Highness.
Warwick below happily explained: "Your Highness, the holy bathing ceremony is the highest etiquette of the wolf royal family. All previous wolf kings can enjoy such supreme etiquette. The liquid inside was accumulated by three generations of wolf kings of the wolf tribe.
, those are all supreme treasures.”
Duke Sirius took Warwick's words and continued: "What Earl Warwick said is true, but don't forget that this is the source of chaos. Although it is not very pure, it is rumored that it was left by the god of chaos, the ancestor of the wolf clan.
The only magic weapon for future generations; a dip in it can prolong life, a wash can forge muscles and strengthen the foundation!"
"Ah, yes, yes!" Warwick replied with a smile.
The conversation between the two was quite innovative, but Wang Man was thunderstruck when he heard it. The 'Holy Liquid' passed down from past wolf kings? This is obviously foot-washing water that has been put in for thousands of years! No wonder he smelled it at the beginning.
There was a smell of foot odor. Wang Man thought it was his own and was embarrassed to speak for a moment.
After Tianlang finished speaking with a smile, he reached out and grabbed Wang Man's ankle.
"No! I've already washed it. Please stop scratching it with that chicken feather fan."
"This is not a chicken feather fan, this is a Tianshan peacock feather; when it meets water, it melts, when it meets fire, it burns, when it meets wood, it grows, when it meets gold, it becomes hard, and when it meets soil, it loses!"
Wang Man's eyes shone brightly, he grabbed Duke Tianlang's hand, stared at the unattractive and shabby fan, and asked happily: "Is what the Duke said true?"
Duke Sirius laughed loudly and nodded in acquiescence, with a proud expression on his face. It was obvious that he trusted the fan in his hand.
Wang Man pondered for a while and asked tentatively: "Can I show this peacock feather to His Highness?"
"Of course, once the ceremony is over, the bathtub and fan will be yours."
Your Majesty? Wang Man finally understood the general idea at this moment. It stands to reason that as the prince of the wolf clan, when the king returns, the royal family should come out to greet him. Now that a royal family has not been seen, it must be falling apart; this ceremony is also to cleanse him from the dust.
, the only proof of enlightenment; from Tianlang's tone, it can be heard that as long as he accepts this so-called holy bath baptism, he will completely transform into the emperor of the wolf tribe!
Wang Man changed his smile and said seriously: "In that case, please show courtesy to the Duke."
"Your Highness is wise!" The backbone members of the wolf clan below kneeled down solemnly.
Sirius smiled, not sure whether he was happy or serious. With a flick of his wrist, the Feather Fan rubbed Wang Man's soles directly.
A numbness ran through his heart, and Wang Man, who couldn't laugh or cry, let out a complicated moan amid the patience of many wolf clan backbones...
It lasted for a long time, and after Duke Sirius stopped what he was doing, Wang Man was still immersed in happiness.
"Is it over?" Wang Man opened his sleepy eyes.
"It's over."
"So fast? Why don't you bother the elder to scratch your Highness again?" Wang Man asked shamelessly.
Duke Tianlang was helpless. When he saw Wang Man who was in high spirits, he continued to tinker with the feathers.
Confused and confused, Wang Man fell into sleep; all the sleepiness in his body was swept away. Unknowingly, he was awakened by the cool breeze blowing on his feet, a gentle touch on his shoulder, and the soft call of Duke Sirius in his ear.
he.
"What's up?"
"Your Highness, it's time for sacrifice!" Duke Sirius reminded.
"Sacrifice?" Wang Man raised his feet. At this time, both the bathtub and Yu Ling were carried down for a long time.
"Yes, Your Highness, there are millions of descendants of the wolf clan, just like a plate of loose sand. After the sacrifice, you will be the well-deserved Emperor of the Dark Night. All the descendants of the wolf clan will only look up to you!"
No need to say much to know how majestic and majestic the Emperor of the Night is.
"Okay! Sacrifice immediately!" Wang Man agreed simply and neatly, and Duke Sirius happily put on his combat boots.