Chapter 458: Clearing out the Dragon Worship Cult's stronghold

The inheritance system implemented by the Silver Dragon Burke Kingdom is not the primogeniture system, but a system similar to the electoral system. As long as you grow to the Soul rank and have the surname Sarnada, you are eligible to run for the throne of the Silver Dragon Burke Kingdom.

However, for most silver dragons, inheriting the throne is not as real as pursuing art and wealth.

Having stayed in this kingdom dominated by silver dragons for almost a year, Weilin has a deep understanding of this. Among the twenty-one Soul rank silver dragon electors, only a few silver dragons have shown their desire for the throne. The other silver dragons do whatever they want and have no desire for the throne.

After dealing with the initial reform affairs of Zeferus's territory, Weilin is ready to test Fineus. If the other party is reliable, he will send this news to the other party.

In fact, Weilin prefers Aljeta in his heart. Unfortunately, this silver dragon, who is lazier than himself, is only at the middle level of gold and has not made any progress. Before his father leaves office, it is still unknown whether he can be promoted to the high level of gold.

After drinking the wine in the cup, Weilin put down the cup and went to rest.

Throughout July, Weilin kept inspecting and guiding the construction of various places, and the territory of Zeferus was thriving.

In mid-August, Weilin took Seraphina and set off for Fineus City.

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"Master, the Knight of West Wind wants to see you." The head maid of Fineus Castle entered the hall where her master was sleeping, looking at the huge body, her eyes were full of awe.

The sleeping silver dragon opened its eyes, looked at its head maid, changed its body shape, and returned to the appearance of a silver-haired elf.

"Lina, let Weilin wait in my study, I will go there later."

"Yes, master." The head maid bowed and saluted, then left the room.

Fineus looked at the time on the wall and muttered to himself: "Another three months, it seems that I will fall asleep again, I hope it won't be too long this time."

The last time he was promoted from the low level of soul to the middle level of soul was one hundred and fifty years ago, when he slept for thirteen years.

"Let's fill our stomachs first." Fineus touched his shriveled stomach and went straight to the kitchen.

In the study, Weilin looked at the decoration inside the study, which had many precious books.

"The Journey of Miter, there are actually thirteen volumes." Weilin looked at the third shelf of the bookshelf, his eyes revealed surprise, and out of politeness, he did not take it down to read.

Seraphina looked at her master's hesitation, sometimes reaching out, sometimes giving up, and wavering, which was very interesting.

"Squeak--"

The wooden door was pushed open, and Fineus entered the room. At first glance, he saw Weilin wavering in front of the bookshelf.

Weilin, who was a beat late, came back to his senses, turned his head, and smiled at Fineus with apology.

"Weilin, what's the matter? Have you encountered any trouble in Zeferus and need my help to solve it?" Fineus invited Weilin to sit down and asked gently.

"Brother Fineus, thank you for your concern. The territory of Zephyrus is peaceful. Although there have been some setbacks, they have all been successfully resolved." Weilin replied with a smile.

"Then, Cyrus can be used at your convenience."

"Your performance is very good, both in military and combat skills." Weilin praised generously, and observed that Fineus smiled more naturally after hearing the praise for Cyrus.

Seeing this scene, Weilin could predict that Cyrus and Fineus must have a great relationship, but the silly boy didn't know it.

Perhaps seeing Weilin's thoughts, Fineus smiled helplessly: "Virin, maybe you have seen it, but there are some things I can't tell you. What you guess is what it is. I don't want anyone else to know anything. As long as I am in this area for one day, I can help you solve any problems you have."

"Brother Fineus, don't worry, there are some things I never know." Weilin promised solemnly.

Seeing this, Fineus said inconspicuously: "The area I'm talking about can be large or small."

"I understand."

Velin was a little surprised. It seemed that Fineus had a very high probability of being elected king, otherwise he would not have said this to himself. This was also a pleasant surprise, and one of the purposes of this trip was accomplished.

For the next two hours, the two had a good conversation, and Fineus promised that as long as the tribesmen and freemen from other regions were willing to go to the territory of Zeferus, he would not stop them.

"By the way, I see that you like these books, you can take them back to read, and you can return them to me at any time." Before leaving, Fineus took all thirteen volumes of "The Journey of Mitt" off the bookshelf and gave them to Verin.

"Thank you, Brother Fineus." Verin thanked sincerely.

After the visit, Verin drove Seraphina back to Parkup City in the territory of Zeferus.

For the next month, Verin stayed in the territory, and occasionally went to a distant place in the Misty Forest with Seraphina to check, so as to convey a message to the outside world.

If he was facing Algerta, Weilin could tell him directly about the Dragon Cult's lair.

But this time, he was facing Fineus, so Weilin had to put on a show to prove that he had obtained this important news from other channels.

In early September, Weilin "hurriedly" went to Fineus City and reported the news to Fineus.

The silver-haired elf was shocked and confirmed again: "Weilin, what you said is true."

"Yes, Brother Fineus, we found a Dragon Worship Cult stronghold deep in the Misty Forest, in a valley 500 kilometers east of Zeferus's territory."

"If Serafina hadn't discovered the breath of the dragon clan, this Dragon Worship Cult wouldn't have been exposed."

Serafina nodded in agreement with a serious expression.

"If that's the case, we must get rid of them as quickly as possible, otherwise what are these lowly worms planning?" Fineus said angrily, hating these mice hiding in the dark.

Afterwards, Fineus summoned fifty gold-rank frost dragon knights, three hundred silver-rank frost dragon knights, and called six silver dragons, preparing to eliminate the Dragon Worship Cult stronghold in the Misty Forest in one fell swoop.

Under the leadership of Weilin, the encirclement and suppression troops arrived at the Dragon Worship Cult stronghold in the Misty Forest.

On the battlefield, Fineus stood above the valley, overlooking the calm valley below, and opened his mouth to fire frost breath.

The blue cold air instantly covered the entire valley, breaking the disguise of the outer valley and revealing the nest of the Dragon Cult hidden in it.

Under the impact of the frost breath, more than half of the believers have turned into ice slag, and less than 300 people survived. Faced with the sudden attack, they did not react and could only watch Fineus and other frost dragon knights rushing down.

"Damn silver dragon!"

A mid-level soul-minded bishop of the Dragon Cult activated the blood in his body. After a flash, he turned into a 15-meter-high red dragon and rushed towards Fineus.

His wings spread out and flames spewed out of his mouth, trying to stop Fineus' attack.

The other two low-level soul-minded bishops of the Dragon Cult did not hesitate at all, revealing the forms of black dragons and green dragons respectively, and joined the battlefield.

Weilin held a long sword, found a relatively weak Dragon Cult believer, commanded Seraphina, rushed towards the other party, and drew a red arc in the air.

The opponent was not to be outdone. With a roar of rage, he turned into a ten-meter black dragon, spewing acid, and flew towards Weilin.

Elsewhere on the battlefield, the Frost Dragon Knights were also fighting fiercely with the Dragon Worshipers. They used their wings and frost breath to continuously attack the Dragon Worshipers.

The Dragon Worshipers turned into dragons one after another, trying to fight back against the Frost Dragon Knights.

The entire battlefield fell into chaos, and the roar of the dragons and the roar of magic filled the entire valley.