Nameless King

How can mortals pay homage to the gods?

There is no answer to this question now, because people have long since lost the ability to pay homage to the gods they know.

Ah, perhaps the Holy Light Church is an exception, since they announced that their God has recently reconnected with believers, even though the first Blessed by the Gods performed terribly, but God has indeed shown His power.

Therefore, according to the procedures for audience with the gods published by the Holy Light Church.

Those who wish to have an audience with the emperor are generally required to purify themselves of their minds and desires for a year in advance, and to purify themselves daily with dozens of kinds of incense and chant scriptures continuously. In short, the more complicated the ritual, the better.

In short, just go in the direction of making things difficult for people. If you can't stick to it, then you're not qualified to listen to the words of the gods.

Basically every church does it this way, some even more extreme.

Meanwhile, in the Zane Dungeon, Archdragon Peak, Fingel and his companions' notion that "meeting the gods is extremely complicated and cumbersome" was once again dealt a severe blow.

The last time I was critically hit was in the Painting World of Anor Londo, where I discovered that entering the Fog Gate would lead to Gwyndolin. Although no one could survive the magic attack the moment they entered the Fog Gate, no one has seen what Gwyndolin looked like behind the Fog Gate until now.

The Nameless King is very likely the Sun's Eldest Son, Sun's Eldest Son is Gwyn's son, so he is also a god, right?

Right!?

"They're not really coming, are they?" Matilda rarely showed such helplessness.

The bell tolled loudly and deeply, as if carrying the echoes of history, leaving listeners with an indescribable feeling.

It seems both grand and magnificent, yet harboring an imminent crisis? It makes one involuntarily tense.

Endless clouds and mist gathered at the Great Bell, and the clouds and mist of the entire Archdragon Peak were drawn in by an unseen storm, as if forming a huge vortex. The airflow carried the thick fog past everyone, and the sky darkened. The heavy fog blocked out all the sunlight!

Fingel suddenly turned his head to look around and finally realized why he had felt something was wrong before – it was because Serena was missing!

Not far away, on the road leading to the clock, lay a piece of her armor, which looked like it had been accidentally knocked off during a battle with a monster.

Alright, now we know who rang the bell.

"Serena!"

From the mountaintop, Serena's panicked response seemed to come; she hadn't expected the scene to be so large.

"What do we do now?" Matilda asked.

"Let me think about it. This is like being face to face with the gods. Many people never have this opportunity in their entire lives."

Fingel pondered seriously, his body swaying unconsciously, and said, "How should we greet them? Will they not understand our greetings? It would be bad if it caused a misunderstanding, but not greeting them would seem too arrogant."

"How about we bow?" Matilda suggested.

"Good idea, let's use the simplest method," he nodded in agreement. "So what should I say? I'm so nervous, I have no idea what to say. I should have asked Captain Yorshka if her brother had any preferences."

"I think we should get rid of the dragon-related items we're wearing as soon as possible."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Hawkwood paused for a moment while searching for the Black Separation Crystal, and stared at the Hasawi Squad with a look of astonishment on his face.

What's with this feeling of being both tense and relaxed? Aren't you all scared? Ringing the bell is like challenging Nameless King!

Even I only dare to challenge the Serpent People to obtain the Twinkling Dragon Stone. As for the Nameless King and all that, I would never even approach the place where that bell is. How can you be so bold?

Wrong!

Hawkwood only told Serena and her group that ringing the bell would allow them to face the Nameless King, but he never said that meeting the Nameless King was to challenge him!

Therefore, these adventurers had absolutely no awareness of the need to fight against the gods!

Upon realizing this, Hawkwood's body suddenly froze for a moment, then returned to normal. His eyes became much clearer, and he put the Black Separation Crystal he was holding back into his pocket.

Gong Qiying took over the account; he came to watch the fun from a first-person perspective. Sure enough, fun was the primary motivation for his life.

The boundless fog completely obscured everyone's vision, making it impossible to see anything; all that could be heard was the angry howling of the wind and the roar of thunder.

They suddenly felt themselves enveloped by a mysterious force, their bodies slowly rising, but the inability to see brought a sense of panic.

Judging from the name of the Sun's Eldest Son, they thought he was a god full of heat, but what was going on with this storm?

If any people from Bede City were here, they would probably find these storms familiar, since the same storms had appeared in the Zane Dungeon on the day they destroyed everything in Bede City.

When Fingel and the others opened their eyes again, they suddenly found themselves standing on a cloud.

If you look closely down, you can see the vast sky below. If the clouds suddenly disperse, they will fall to their deaths on the spot!

Serena was also with them. Upon seeing her, Fingel disregarded her status as a Princess, tapped her forehead as if in reproach, and said, "We weren't ready yet, why did you suddenly ring the bell without saying a word?"

The Princess looked embarrassed and said awkwardly, "After I came up, I was chased by the snake people and accidentally fell. As a result, I accidentally pulled the lever in front of me. I really didn't expect that the lever could ring the bell."

Who would have thought that the Archdragon Peak from prehistoric times would have a mechanism like a lever to strike a bell!

"Since things have come to this, let's think about how to perform the ceremony later." Fingel took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his nerves.

"It's alright, look how calm and collected Mr. Hawkwood is, there's definitely no problem!" Serena said.

People turned to look at Hawkwood, who smiled, waved, made a shushing gesture, and pointed to the sky.

He wondered if it was just Fingel's imagination, but he felt that Hawkwood seemed to have become a little more lively.

Just as everyone looked up at the sky in the direction the other person was pointing, a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and earth resounded, startling everyone.

There was no background music; in this world above the thick fog, there was only the howling of the wind and the rumble of thunder, and before we knew it, the rain had started to fall.

Endless lightning fell from afar, Fingel squinted as he seemed to see a colossal figure flash by in the clouds.

Could it be that the Sun's Eldest Son is actually very large?

But the next second, he realized that his guess was wrong, and very wrong.

Because it was a dragon.

A piercing Dragon Roar ripped through the silence, the howling of a storm grew louder as it approached, and the thick fog was torn open by the violent air currents, revealing a dragon's form that people had seen before.

[Storm Dragon]!

The Storm Dragon's massive body swooped down from the clouds, its wings unfurling to create a hurricane that swept raindrops and dust into the air.

On the dragon's back, the true Nameless King finally revealed his majestic figure.

For a moment, Fingel superimposed the figure on the Gwyn statue, but upon closer inspection, there were many differences.

His scattered white hair fluttered in the strong wind, revealing his kingly aura. The piled scarf covered almost his entire face, making it impossible to see his true face underneath.

The Nameless King gripped the Dragonslayer Swordspear in one hand, its tip crackling with golden lightning, while his other hand held the dragon's mane. He was one with his mount, like a war god who had stepped out of mythology.

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He silently raised his sword and spear.

"Boom—"

A bolt of lightning descended from the sky, illuminating the battlefield as it met the tip of the spear, revealing the dilapidated ancient dragon statues and broken stone pillars all around!

The Nameless King has arrived!

Everyone present stared at the Nameless King in utter shock. As the only surviving male, Fingel couldn't help but whistle, indicating that he was quite excited.

The reason is simple: because this kind of entrance is so cool!

The moment he saw it, he began to imagine what it would be like to shock everyone by making a grand entrance in this way.

The point of this fantasy is not how he makes his entrance, but the way people perceive him!

Serena covered her mouth tightly, afraid that she would scream if she didn't.

Although she had imagined that the Sun's Eldest Son, as an ally of Ornstein, would make a powerful entrance, she had not expected it to be so visually impressive.

Although the descriptions of the gods in historical records are full of flowery language, they are far less impressive than seeing the figure of the Nameless King in person here.

Hawkwood watched with admiration, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his face as he thought about what was about to happen.

Fingel snapped out of his shock and exchanged glances with his companions.

Matilda: You go first.

Aleya: Don't look at me.

Fingel cleared his throat, about to offer a hastily conceived greeting and courtesy to the Nameless King.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a gust of wind rushed in, causing him to cough before he could even utter a sound.

That's incredibly rude! So embarrassing!

He quickly forced himself to calm down, and under the pressure of the storm, he looked at the Nameless King. In his nervousness, he also noticed something.

The Storm Dragon's figure was very clear, but the Nameless King was entangled by gales and lightning. Although he could barely make out its majestic figure, his vision was soon obscured, making the opponent seem mysterious and powerful.

Fingel didn't feel anything was wrong; in fact, it was better that he couldn't see the Nameless King's figure, as it reduced his psychological pressure.

"We extend our deepest greetings to you."

He bowed awkwardly, revealing an even more unnatural smile.

Then what should you say? Ask the other person how they are doing these days?

By the way, should I tell you about Gwyndolin's situation?

The others also cast encouraging glances at him, and with that thought in mind, Fingel was about to speak.

But the Storm Dragon moved.

It suddenly flapped its feather-covered wings and soared into the sky with a cry, while the Nameless King raised his Dragonslayer Swordspear.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was bewildered, exchanging bewildered glances, unsure of what the other was up to.

Did they leave in anger because they felt their behavior was too rude?

Something's not right!

Matilda, who had been staring at the clouds, shouted, and at that moment, everyone felt an intense threat of death.

"Boom!"

It was a lightning strike, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket descending upon the clouds, but this lightning, capable of turning a person into dust, was only a small part of what was leaking out. Much more lightning was gathering on the Nameless King's Dragonslayer Swordspear!

He stood up straight, lightning coalescing into the shape of a spear, and struck a domineering pose, looking as if he were about to throw the lightning spear.

Throw it out? Throw it at whom?

Fingel suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at himself, and thought:

Throw it at us!?

The moment they realized this fact, everyone was thrown into a rare panic. The only one who was not normal was Serena, who actually opened her arms and looked somewhat longing!

No wonder he was the kind of person who shouted "It's so good!" after being stabbed to death by Ornstein.

"Why? Did we upset him?"

Fingel looked toward Hawkwood, hoping to get an answer from him, but the latter pointed to his feet.

A piece of advice had been there for a long time, but no one noticed it.

[Ring the bell and challenge the nameless king]

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Should we issue a challenge?

"Why didn't I see such important news sooner?!"

They dare to fight Sunlight King like Aldrich, but that doesn't mean they have the confidence to fight the Sun's Eldest Son!

Just when people were going crazy, a new problem arose.

The assistant, "Hawkwood," has left.

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At the same time, the prelude to the Thunder Spear— the Storm Lightning Strike— fell before everyone's eyes!