Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Chapter 259: The Invitation (IV): World Of Ice And Cold

Rezar took a deep breath of the crisp morning air, the way it flowed was so soothing, it evoked feelings deep within him that he never thought he had. Tranquility, joy, contentment and peace. While most of Elysium were still relied on beast and animal transportations, except of course for the aliens that had invaded, Morte Bianca had seamlessly slid into a technological age without so much as a preparatory period. Which was why Rezar was really enjoying the limo ride to the snow elf kingdom.

The roads were still under construction, but at the moment the main highways that led in and out of Morte Bianca had already been completed. Of course there was still a few finishing touches to be done, but it was good and well enough for the king of Morte Bianca to travel on in peace and leisure. Aerial travels would have been a lot faster, but Gynaika had said that they needed to make an impression, so a convoy of armored jeeps and a limo crafted from the bones and core of a land wyrm was more than enough to set the precedent, they were going to steal the show and there was absolutely nothing that the snow elves could do about it.

Rezar took in another breath, but this time it was shorter as a wisp of fog rolled out of his mouth. He looked up just in time to see the first vestiges of snowfall as they softly cascaded down from the ever blue sky that now held more secrets than the first time Rezar had woken up in Elysium. He looked up as he noticed the ever looming mountain ahead, and the massive arch made of polished bone with the words [Goodbye from Morte Bianca]. He was sure that on the other side of the arch it would read [Welcome to Morte Bianca]. But be that as it may he had gotten to the border of his kingdom, from here on out the territories belonged to the dwarves and snow elves of Breone mountains.

"Your Majesty we've come to the end of the highway! From here on out is rough terrain, hence it's going to be a bumpy ride. We'll be switching of off road tracks, please bear with the delay." A driver with a head of blazing red hair turned around and spoke to Rezar with a smile on his face.

Rezar gave a nod to his half orc/half demon driver/ bodyguard. Francis had been a new addition to his inner circle, he had noticed the young man when he had visited the secret base where the children of midnight were being trained. Funny enough Francis had wanted to join the daughters of eclipse despite being male. It was quite a conundrum for the people in charge as the daughters of eclipse was female only military outfit, but Francis chose to identify as female rather than the gender he was born with, Rezar took a liking to him and instead gave him a direct job as a bodyguard and liaison between the King and the night mother.

The limo shook a bit as it went onto rougher terrains, the tires had grown spikes as it began a slow climb up the mountain. There were already established routes for travel, courtesy of the dwarves. One way or another the snow elves and the dwarves would need to regularly come down the mountains, if not for trade then at the very least for diplomatic meetings. But then again the snow elves would definitely have aces to things like airships so movements wouldn't be all that hard for them.

Rezar leaned back, even as bumpy as the ride was, he enjoyed it, the scenery as they traveled was amazing, green quickly gave way to white with batches of dark rocks clustered together on the mountain path, until eventually all he could see was an endless blanket of white and cold. This place, this world really was something else, there could be so much beauty in this world and it was so crazy that even at this point, there was so much darkness in this world, but yet Elysium still found a way to remain beautiful.

*Boom! *

The limo shook vigorously from the sounds of the explosion, Rezar was jostled a bit, but he otherwise remained calm as his eyes bled from blue to red with an annoyed glint in them. he looked ahead and saw Francis weaving his way past and smashing through spells and skills. Rezar didn't even act like he was even worried about anything as he called out to the half orc/half demon driving him.

"Francis? Any idea which unfortunate fool is currently launching an attack on our convoy?" Rezar asked with a calm voice, Francis turned around with a wide grin on his face as he answered.

"It appears to be orcs your majesty, and it seems they're accompanied by a group of snow elves with magical bazookas."

"Magical bazookas? Really? Seriously? That's the best you got?" Rezar asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Sorry your majesty, but that really is the best I've got."

"Who's taking care of it then?" Rezar asked

"Oh Screet and Kitagawa are on it your majesty, just relax. I'll try to make sure this journey is as smooth as possible."

"Thank You Francis carry on."

"It's my extreme pleasure your majesty, there's no greater honor."

*Boom! *

Another explosion rocked the limo, but all Rezar did was lean back and relax as the world seemed to go to hell around him, but while the king of Morte Bianca and the rest of his convoys moved on in snowy landscape that was rapidly turning into a war zone, blood and limbs along with the screams of pain and the throes of death in an unprecedented manner. Their echoes went all over the Breone mountains, announcing to all the arrival of the Bone King even before he got to the threshold of either the snow elves or dwarven kingdoms. He was a man and a king that was forged in blood and death, and now he has brought that same fire to this world of ice and cold.