Chapter two hundred and twentieth whatever you want
Feeling the power of Settra and the two fighting sphinxes beside him, Snorri felt sweat dripping from his temples. He knew what Settra was talking about.
Two thousand years ago, a Holy Hammer War broke out between the dwarves of Karak-Azul and the Tomb Kings. The reason was that the dwarves wanted to regain the hammer of Algrim, a holy relic, from Maharak, a city east of Coffin Canyon.
After winning the melee and retaking the Hammer of Algrim, the dwarves returned to Iron Peak and thought the matter was over. However, the hammer contained a copper plate belonging to King Akharad, and the Tomb Kings immediately mobilized to recapture it.
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In the following years, the Holy Hammer changed hands more than thirty times. The names of the Tomb Kings were constantly added and crossed out in the Book of Hatred.
"Your Majesty, please listen to me!" Snorri calmed down and spoke. He knew that Settra did not invite him here specifically to settle old scores from more than two thousand years ago.
"You regard Mahalak as your territory, but King Farr there does not obey you as the master!"
King Farr was a king contemporary with Settra. He ambushed Settra's army in Coffin Canyon and drove it back, but after his death, Settra quickly captured Maharak.
When King Farr woke up from his slumber, he was furious when he found out that his descendants had surrendered to Khemri. So he dragged the mummies of all the Maharak kings after him out of the pyramid and destroyed them, and then devoted all his strength to fight against Set.
pull.
"After all, my compatriots and I are also fighting for you. As for the wealth, who can figure out its ownership after thousands of years have passed? Why should the immortal king care about it?"
Settra just made a gesture and sat down again, and the two war sphinxes also became quiet.
"Your Majesty, I know what you want in your heart right now, and I also know what you are worried about!"
"Oh? Your ancestors are not as eloquent as you. Let's talk. The lonely royal court has been silent for thousands of years. If you speak well, the King of Kings will have a reward!" The holes in the eyes under Settra's mask
Blu-ray is booming here.
"There is nothing you want more than to regain your immortal body of gold!"
Settra realized the shortness of life in middle age, so he formed a funeral sect to unlock the mystery of eternal life for himself. These priests tried to make the emperor's life span exceed the limit that normal people can have, but they still couldn't.
eternal life.
For this reason, Settra asked the priests to bind his soul to his body through spells and keep him in the mortal world until technology advanced enough to perfectly resurrect him before awakening him. All subsequent Nehekhara kings sponsored him for eternal life.
The strength and power of the priests of the Funeral Sect are expanding.
Nagash is a member of the Burial Sect. He awakened the Tomb Queens and was attacked by Alkadiza. As a result, the Tomb Kings began to conquer each other.
Imagine what would he do if Zhu Yuanzhang was changed if he was changed to Snoory?
The fourth son of Emperor Wen, Zhu Di, must be beaten; the Mingbao Sect, who has disgraced the old Zhu family, must be beaten even more.
As a result, Nehekhara was turned upside down, and the intensity of the war between the dead was several orders of magnitude greater than that of the living. The leader of the funeral sect, the high priest Katep, decided to solve the problem. These priests were already between life and death, and they were not affected by it.
The effects of Nagash's spells.
His method was to awaken Settra. The Immortal Emperor's pyramid was protected by powerful spells and was not directly awakened by Nagash. Settra was very angry after being awakened. He was still a skeleton, even if he was inlaid with gold.
It’s not an “immortal body of gold” either.
He exiled Katep, defeated the other Tomb Kings, and brought Nehekhara back under his rule, but none of this made Settra happy. He only had a skeleton and couldn't enjoy the food, wine, and beautiful women, so why bother?
What is there?
"And what you are worried about is the return of Nagash!" Snorri continued.
"I can defeat the unscrupulous descendant of Nakamuri once, but I can defeat him a second time!" Settra responded this time.
"Every time the Lord of the Dead comes back, his power will become stronger! His servant, Black Akhan, is always ready to resurrect him!" Snorri hit the nail on the head.
"Akhan, you're just a lost dog! He has no wisdom as a minister, and no talent as a general!" Settra was very disdainful.
"This is bullshit!" Snorri secretly cursed in his heart. The Grand Vizier, number one disciple and general of the Lord of the Dead was so powerful that he killed many heroes in the process of resurrecting his master.
, even after Settra defeated his army, there was nothing he could do.
"The black pyramid of Nagash still stands outside Khemri, and the magic shield of the Lord of the Dead is difficult to break!" Snorri continued to cite facts. This time Settra could not refute it. He tried to use physics and
Magical means were used to destroy the black pyramid, but to no avail.
"Haha! I don't know that there is such a flexible tongue among the dwarves as you. I just don't know if you will turn into dry bones in the grave after a thousand years. Will this tongue be left?" Settra was rightly told by Snorri.
, the mood is better.
"Tell me, the breaker of the Dejaf bond allows you to offer your wisdom! If it is useful, you should have a place in the royal court of the Lord of the Desert, and you can break the earth and become the king!"
Dejaf is the god of death in Nehekhara, and the breaker of his bond is the one who breaks through the boundary between life and death.
"Your Majesty, I can't solve any of your concerns right away!" Before Snorri could finish his words, Settra's soul fire surged in her eyes.
"I have no way to regain my life for the time being, but I can promise that once I find a way in the future, I will deliver it to you as soon as possible! As for Nagash, I, and almost everyone in this world, don't want to see him again.
Come to the mortal world and blaspheme the dead! I am willing to fight with you against him and his claws!"
What Snorri promised was two empty promises, but what he needed was also not much, just military passage.
The soul fire in Emperor Settra's eyes was erratic. During the long wait, he had long lost confidence and patience in the Lich Priests under his command, so maybe many of them had good hopes.
"Give the gift to the tamer of the Lich King!" Snorri added decisively. His two hammer guards opened the box, revealing a pair of finely crafted gold armor inside, and carried it to the bottom of the steps.
"That's it! I have granted your request!" Settra knocked on the lid of his coffin and spoke. "My unscrupulous descendants wrote their blasphemous methods into nine dark books. Did you know?"