Chapter 1066 Asuyan Can't Speak

"What will you do with Drucci."

Curran was concerned only with this legacy, and he surrendered to the Sons of Caledor at the command of the Sons of Aenarion, even though he did not want to.

but……

His loyal soul obeyed, simply because it was Malekith's will.

Imrik's attitude is not clear. As before, he would definitely execute all the Druzis. The hatred accumulated by both sides cannot be compensated by a small population.

But Malekith's final remorse before his death... No, the Witch King never had remorse.

He just doesn't want to live as a pawn.

But regardless of the cause, Druchi declared his surrender...

Imrik asked Kuran, "Are you willing to surrender?"

Kuran's expression remained unchanged. There was only one person in his heart who was loyal to him. No matter what Malekith's last wishes were during his lifetime, the captain of the Black Guard would not even bother to lie for the sake of his life.

"I submit to the will of Malekith, who ordered me to lead the Druchi in surrender."

This side of the answer also completely shows that Kuran will not be loyal to anyone except Malekith, even if this may be his only chance to survive...

"What if your loyalty can save Druchi's life." Imrik's words contained consideration for Kuran. He admired loyal people, who were the most pitiful talents of every ruler.

The fact that Kuran led the Black Guard to destroy the Lilith Temple undoubtedly made the Dragon Prince rate him a little higher than the ordinary Druchi, at least much higher than the Black Rock Tyrant who surrendered on his own initiative.

Kuran stared at Malekith's body for a long time. This was not a question. He already had the answer.

"Then let them all die. Their loyalty will not change due to the kidnapping of racial morality. In the final analysis, Druzi is just a tool to realize Malekith's long-cherished wish.

Now that the master is dead, we as servants have no reason to live. "

A very extreme answer, and also in line with Druchi's racial style...

Kuran emphasized the original question again and turned to face Imrik. He did not see the joy after victory in the eyes of Prince Caledor, but instead had a...

regret?

"What are you going to do with Drucci?"

Imrik smiled and waved his hand to indicate that Creon would lead the Flameborn knights to surround the black guards of Nagarond and forcefully invite Kadroin, who was about to evacuate the central area.

The captain of the Phoenix Guard bowed his head and remained silent. Malekith's final self-forgiveness made Asuryan's already weak influence on the mortal world even weaker.

Now the fate of the elves has been transferred from the hands of the gods to the Prince of Caledor in front of him.

Imrik signaled to Davian to let go of Kazoin. The Phoenix Guard might still have some effect now.

"Kadroin, I'm curious about one thing. When you learned that Malekith was Asuryan's choice, did you have any hesitation in your heart?"

Kazuo's tightly closed lips opened a gap, "Yes."

"Did Asuryan tell you that Malekith is the Phoenix King?"

"Asuyan, I can't speak."

Imric smiled and got the answer he wanted. The Phoenix Guard only cares about who the Creator God's will is, and will not pay attention to his past identity.

"If I step into the Platinum Phoenix Holy Fire, will it prove that I am the destined Phoenix King?"

"Yes." Kadron had no expectations for this, thinking that Imric was preparing to use a fire-avoidance spell to complete the last ceremony before the coronation.

After Imrik got the answer, he looked back at Kuran, "If I were the destined Phoenix King and took over the burden of Aenarion, would the son of Nagaryth who left his homeland under the influence of Kane, surrender to me? ”

He was secretly changing the concept... Kuran immediately judged in his mind.

Imrik wanted to get the title of king of all elves, but his long-cherished wish had to be to execute a group of Druzi to quell public anger.

How to tell the difference between Sons of Nagareth and Druchi is actually very simple.

Those who are mad, do too much evil, and are unwilling to surrender are Druchis.

Those who are knowledgeable, know the destiny of the elves, and are willing to obey the Phoenix King are the sons of Nagaryth.

"I have no objection to your being crowned as the lord of all the elves in Aenarion."

"Very good..." Imrik nodded slowly. Not all of the Druzis would be executed. They still had some use value.

As a warrior, no matter how much the Dragon Prince wants to belittle it, the Druchi can be regarded as one of the races best at war in the world.

Uniting all available forces is the only way to fight against the Chaos Gods.

Of course, the premise is that Druchi is really willing to surrender...

"Aris Anar."

"I am here."

The appearance of the Shadow King did not cause too many disturbances. Everyone knew that Aris was the most suitable person to deal with Druzi. She must have a unique way to identify the son of Nagaryth.

"Come with me to the Platinum Flame Temple. The elves need a ceremony, a ceremony that symbolizes the return of the glory of the past empire."

The Shadow King glanced at Malekith with a slanted light without leaving any trace, feeling only an inexplicable feeling of joy and sorrow in his heart. The target of his lifelong hunting was dead, and the hunter had lost his prey.

But the price paid by the Nagaryth elves will not disappear. What should happen to this kingdom that has become a wasteland?

"Understood, Nagaryth obeys your orders."

"Edgar, Bruni, you are responsible for handling post-war matters. We need to bring an end to this eternal dispute."

"clear."

When Malekith's body was placed in a gilded coffin with a phoenix pattern, many people still had objections. They did not think that the Witch King was qualified to enjoy his father's legacy and be buried in a coffin with a phoenix pattern.

Alarielle arrived late. She was puzzled by what happened. The bloody battle that should have been fought between Imrik and Malekith ended with the Witch King's death at the hands of the dwarves.

And Draknir, and Teclis... In short, this battle was more incredible than any war the queen had ever seen.

However, this did not affect what was about to happen. She suppressed her joy and mourned the deceased with a sad face. It was not until the herald North said that Prince Caledor wanted to meet the queen that she handed over the responsibility of the sacrifice to her confidant.

Imrik, Draknir, Masno, Ogsger, Aris, Essarion, Arao, Aisling, Gilgarion...Except for Atila who was still in the back, the leaders of the ten kingdoms of Ulthuan had already gathered together.

The arrival of the Queen stopped the noisy and chaotic meeting for the time being, and everyone greeted Her Majesty. It was not in line with the tradition of the Daughters of Aisha to be so close to the battlefield.

Of course, all this was a matter of political influence. After a long time of arguing, a great victory that would determine the future would eventually outweigh the heartache of a few losses. They believed that the Holy Fire Trial must be arranged as soon as possible, and while the body of the Witch King was still warm, Imrik would be crowned the Phoenix King.