anovelconsole Chapter 522 Roy Arrives, Scared to Tears
Chapter 522 Roy Arrives, Scared to Tears
Chapter 522 Roy Arrives, Scared to Tears
Upon learning of the changes in his hometown, Roy decides to intervene in the affairs of the Kingdom of Lachia. However, he does not completely disregard Orario. Those who lack the ability can only choose one side, while true power comes from having it all!
After defeating the Black Dragon, Roy traveled from the far north to the island nation in the far east aboard a sky battleship, and then returned to Orario in the far west. This journey spanned almost half the world, and he left behind marked teleportation arrays using the "Dimensional Array Shangri-La" along the way.
To get to those places, Roy would take out his spatial imperial artifact and arrive in an instant.
Similarly, the same applies to returning to Orario.
Roy told Astraea that he wasn't bringing anyone else, it wasn't a big deal, and if all went well, they could go in the morning and come back in the afternoon.
Astraea stood quietly in front of Roy, a smile on her face, her deep blue eyes filled with endless tenderness, like a gentle wife. Her delicate hands smoothed Roy's slightly wrinkled clothes. "Come back for dinner soon."
"Um!"
Roy responded softly, lowered his head, and gently pressed his warm lips against Astraea's soft, slightly cool cherry lips, a brief but affectionate touch.
A kiss landed lightly.
No one could have imagined that the conversation between the two would determine the fate of a vast kingdom.
Roy activated his Imperial Arms, and a Tai Chi diagram appeared beneath his feet. Amidst the dazzling light, spatial fluctuations spread like ripples on water, instantly engulfing his figure.
The scenery before him vanished completely. In the blink of an eye, Roy traversed hundreds of kilometers and arrived at the capital of the Kingdom of Lachia. The consumption of his spatial imperial artifact was extremely high, but it was nothing to Roy, who was at LV.9.
The marked location is in mid-air, with a strong wind howling. Roy spreads his arms and experiences freefall.
boom!
A deafening roar, like the sky exploding and a meteor falling to earth, ripped through the clamor of the capital. Roy plummeted from a height of ten thousand meters with earth-shattering force.
The ground shook violently at the point of impact, and the solid ground collapsed instantly amidst a heart-stopping roar.
A massive crater, tens of meters in diameter, suddenly formed amidst billowing smoke and dust. The violent shockwave transformed into a visible, towering wave that spread in all directions, uprooting trees wherever it passed.
The entire capital seemed to be put on pause, all sounds swallowed up by the apocalyptic fall!
Countless people looked up at the scene of the incident.
"alert!"
The guards in the kingdom's capital were of extremely high quality, and the brief silence was broken by the officer's hoarse shout.
At a time of tension following the unexpected death of Prince Marius and the power struggles among various factions, a large number of troops were deployed throughout the capital, ready to respond at any moment.
The well-trained elite guards reacted swiftly, suppressing their fear, gripping their weapons tightly, forming a tight formation, and surrounding the center of the billowing smoke and dust.
Whether it's a monster attack or a conspiracy by other factions, they cannot sit idly by and wait to die.
Along with the surrounding crowd, countless gazes, filled with indescribable horror, were all fixed on the center of the crater, where dust billowed into the sky and rocks rained down.
As the billowing smoke and dust slowly dissipated, their pupils reflected that proud, upright figure.
"Huh?!"
"And who is this gentleman?"
"The hero who vanquished the black dragon—'The Berserker'!"
The pupils dilated in shock, and incredulous, speechless gasps rang out from the surrounding guards and civilians.
After the Scorpion Andaris incident and the defeat of the Black Dragon, the images from the Divine Mirror spread throughout the world, and Roy's name and appearance became known to everyone.
The hero who saved the world, the strongest adventurer, the god-killer—there are too many halos surrounding him, a reputation forged through endless conquest, blood, and fire!
Roy walked steadily toward the magnificent palace not far away. He didn't use any spatial magic, knowing that this trip was destined to be anything but peaceful. He decided to announce his arrival to the entire kingdom in the most domineering way possible.
Seeing this, the guards, who were the kingdom's elite troops, felt a chill run down their spines. In such a chaotic situation, Roy's forceful intervention made them afraid to imagine what might happen.
"The Berserker!! Roy!!"
"The Berserker!! Roy!!"
Ordinary people lacked the political awareness of the guards; their eyes were fixed on Roy, and they shouted his name with great excitement and fervor.
Roy is not only a hero of Orario, but also a hero of the world. He has a great reputation and receives the support of countless people wherever he goes.
Even if Roy annihilated the island nation of the East and sent countless gods back to the heavens, it could not stop people's enthusiasm, let alone the fact that the island nation deserved its punishment.
More and more people followed Roy.
In contrast, the guards looked as if they had lost their parents, yet they had no choice but to step forward and do something due to their different interests.
"Lord Roy, my master requests your presence," a guard said, taking the opportunity to approach Roy and lower his voice.
Roy continued walking forward, his expression unchanged. Was he really obliged to go just because they invited him? Who exactly was this LV.9 adventurer?
As Roy walked along, he keenly noticed that the guards' clothing was slightly different and that they were wary of each other. These people clearly belonged to different clans or factions. Dozens of forces had gathered in the capital, making it a large-scale battle royale.
This changed his understanding of the kingdom's chaos.
If Roy abandons his post, war and chaos could very well spread to his homeland.
Seeing that Roy completely ignored them, the guards from various factions looked extremely grim.
"Stop, you madman!"
"This is the heart of the kingdom; unauthorized entry is strictly prohibited!"
When Roy arrived at the palace gates, the commander of the royal guards shouted, attempting to intimidate Roy in the name of royal authority.
The elite palace guards gripped their halberds tightly, their blades pointed at Roy's ever-approaching figure, their eyes filled with tension, yet they had no choice but to obey orders.
Roy's steps did not falter.
"Stop him!" The commander of the Imperial Guards ordered, his face turning ashen, when he saw Roy ignore the warning.
The dozens of guards at the front row roared and charged forward like an iron torrent.
It's sizzling!
Golden lightning surged from Roy's palm, blinding electric light bursting forth, coalescing and taking shape, transforming into a long, black iron staff wrapped entirely in lightning patterns.
With a flick of his wrist, the black staff crackling with lightning swept forward, transforming into blurry afterimages that sent the attacking guards flying.
boom! boom! boom!
The guards at the forefront of the charge were struck as if by a giant hammer. Their heavy armor caved in deeply, and they let out shrill screams. Blood splattered as they flew backward in all directions, crashing into the palace walls or pillars.
"Form ranks and block him!"
The commander of the Imperial Guards was furious.
More guards poured out of the palace, both inside and outside, and along the corridors, like a tidal wave bursting its banks.
Swordsmen, spearmen, and heavily armored warriors—hundreds upon hundreds of elite troops formed an impenetrable wall of steel, charging towards Roy amidst deafening battle cries and the gleaming light of their weapons.
Faced with the overwhelming human wave tactics, Roy's lips curled into an almost cruel smile.
boom!
A vast, starry sea-like, and violently wrathful golden lightning suddenly erupted from his center, with countless thick golden electric snakes dancing and hissing wildly, instantly engulfing the space within a radius of several hundred meters.
A surge of blinding electric light engulfed everything!
The elite guards within the lightning field were blasted away by the rolling shockwave. Their bodies convulsed violently in the violent electric current, charred and smoking, before falling in all directions.
The guards' charging formation crumbled instantly, and on the ground, violent electric currents flickered wildly like a golden spider web, emitting a continuous crackling sound.
"Magic support! Interrupt him!"
The court magicians at the rear began chanting, and various magical lights gathered in front of them.
But before they could finish chanting, Roy spread his five fingers, pointing them towards the group of mages.
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!
The golden sea of lightning surging around him unleashed countless dazzling lightning spears that tore through the sky, emitting piercing shrieks. To the horror of the mages, these spears pierced their shoulders, arms, or wrists holding their staffs with deadly precision.
"Well--!
'
The violent power of lightning invaded their bodies. With a short cry of alarm, excruciating pain and intense numbness swept over the mages' entire bodies. As if their bones had been removed, their bodies convulsed violently, and they foamed at the mouth.
They collapsed to the ground, their last thought before losing consciousness: This is what a Level 9 adventurer is like!
Roy never stopped.
The most elite guards of the royal palace and the group of mages could not stop Roy's advance.
He walked as if he were in his own backyard, stepping over the scorched ground and over unconscious bodies, ignoring the billowing smoke and flashing lightning, heading towards the depths of the palace that symbolized the kingdom's highest power.
Regardless of rank, identity, or status—anyone who stands in his way will be mercilessly whipped away by Roy's black stick, the movements swift, clean, and effortless.