Terraria Frost King の小説・ストーリー

Anything of the man, they called the Undead King. When the sun finally rose above the horizon, the necromancer sighed deeply and turned to look to the side. There, Ihordarrine spread across a spacious plain. There, among solid stone houses with red tile roofs looking like red-capped mushrooms, Firel proudly dominated the city. Firel — his family castle. The very castle that he had been building with blood and sweat and where his killer’s descendants now lived. “This won’t take long,” the necromancer said somberly.

Elder Aloha Theron was also lost in the fight,and the entire Kingdom mourned not just for his death, but for the death of every single person and warrior that had sacrificed thier life for the greater good. There were mourning days for the fallen wolves, one that the entire Kingdom did in respect for them. And afterwards, the crowning ceremony took place in which my mate, Alexander Malakai was crowned King at long last, and beside him, I was pledged Queen and Luna. He kept to his words, and after the crowning and all, took me to go and see my parents. But even having the position of the Queen does not seem to wipe out their hatred for me, but I got the closure I needed. Besides, I tried to u

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

sad. Closing my coffin, I stretched out on it, my calloused hands clasped together as though in silent prayer. But who was I kidding? Who would I pray to? In all my years, ever since I was turned and became a king, I was the closest thing to a god. An immortal being, worshipped and revered by my people. By the world. I made the earth tremble underneath my feet. I was a monster, forever confined to a life of pain, loneliness, and damnation.

"West Feral Sea declares proelium." Empaler Aegaeus fell silent, and suddenly remembered what happened to his parents when the West Feral Sea attacked the kingdom of Adrape Khiarzugu Palace. He was still young at that time. Ever since the Basileus of the West Feral Sea died, and his eldest filius, Prince Finn, took his seat. Now the new Basileus of the West, broke the agreement of the three kingdoms because he wanted to conquer the East Sea and the North Sea.

He clenches his fist into a ball, glaring down at the water. "The seas are marked by Assan, the king of the seas. He's now covered in Assan mark, blending in with the scent of the sea." I look back over at the alpha king's mate as she shifts back, slowly standing to her feet. I got what I need, they'll come for her. I walk over grabbing her by her arm, forcing her to walk, heading back.

He said, looking down at his feet. "So that's why you disappear with Arachne?" I asked him, as I wrapped my arms around Frost. He nodded, and looked at Frost. "Your name has something to do with winter right?" He asked him, with a smile. "It's Frost. I'm a Winter Dragon." Frost mumbled. Ari laughed and shook his head. "Took me awhile to get used to him without his shirt on too." He whispered into Frosts ear, before letting out a yelp when I smacked him on the back of his head. "What the hell was that for?" He growled.

He cared less about the people that had been carried away by the mighty flood that Frost had created. “What the heck are you doing?” Minrad snapped at Frost when he landed and got off the bird. His appearance was admittedly shocking. He was completely bald and his clothes were blood stained. “Ash is no longer lord, get out of here.” Minrad waved as if that was all it took to get Frost to leave. Frost wasted no time in arguing. He attacked with frozen balls from his fists, something Minrad had no idea he possessed. He was fast enough to dodge it thanks to his senses as lord.

Looking at this Ice King, Zephyr Khan's brows furrowed slightly. The king of ice king was an experienced king level disciple. Unlike the Black Shield King and the White Bone King that he had defeated, the other party's strength was enough to rank in the top three even among the king-level disciples. He could be said to be the top figure among the king-level disciples. Moreover, this person's icy aura was caused by his Ancient Draconic bloodline. He had an extremely rare ancient bloodline - the Frost Bloodline!