Black Scepter Chapter 163: The last battle (2)
Recognition of Byzantine status is of historical significance to the blood race.
Once the "third person" in the world-that is, Cain in the second layer of Arantis, also known as the "final dogma", the original "blood family" was never recognized by God. , And finally ended up abandoned and imprisoned.
Since the beginning of this race, this ethnic group has suffered from imprisonment and deity—they live in the shadows, fearing the sun, and even fearing humanity to some extent. But now...they have finally achieved equal status with human beings. For William, for the Kleinman family, and for the whole blood family with few people left, the news is shocking, but it also makes them a little confused.
Next, what are you going to do?
All blood races automatically have Byzantine nationality, follow the Byzantine law, the territory problem is even better to say, after the trauma of war, a large area of no land is distributed to William, and the patriarch received the "duke title" recognized by Byzantine He has a high degree of autonomy for the territory-and after Scarlett informed William of the way that the human race will continue to live and continue the race, he understands that this title is not necessary.
In order to continue the whole blood family, he had to stand in the chamber of Byzantine Constantinople and became a superior aristocrat in the strongest country on the mainland today, and led almost all the remaining 60,000 blood clan to become Byzantine Children.
The priesthood ceremony is open and grand. For many people who do not know the existence of the blood clan, this very attractive old patriarch seems to be just a slightly pale handsome old man. The people of Constantinople are happy to see the king. Awarding honours to those soldiers who have merits, but do not know what it means.
And this series of actions, as far as Morpheus is concerned, only means that he successfully tied the blood and Byzantine together.
When William silently speculated on his intentions, Morpheus almost shut himself in the study room in the past few days. Uninformed people thought that the Grand Duke was busy building a "little Duke" and could be used as the Morpheus. A few people beside him who were qualified to enter his study were very nervous.
Including Irene Dahl, Jeanne, Andalil, Lilith and others have never seen Morpheus's face so gloomy. The wind-fighting jealousy and laughter at the banquet instantly became the past tense, because his Seriously, Lampard, who had just emerged from the shadow of the war, was once again overcast.
On the face of it, the Principality is in a "transition period" of dramatic changes. After the promotion of the Principality, Lampard's mode of operation can no longer be as arbitrary as it used to be. Therefore, under the first-hand planning of Morpheus and Hegel, the internal structure of the Principality began to be adjusted on a large scale.
The “Night Watch” is completely hidden underground, becoming a pure research and war organization. The governor is held by Morpheus, which has the control of all military forces, and at the same time masters all the powers of the Magic Academy and alchemists, blacksmiths and other wars. Linked departments.
Political aspects are assigned to Hegel and his management team. The northern noble is not weak in political governance, plus the talents sent by the ten major families before and after. There is a "creed" pervasive supervision without worrying about being left by others.
The two divisional consuls--Connor and Scarlett--have gained more authority and immediately formulated a large number of resource collection tasks. Regarding Queen Naga, Fahna, Morpheus did not treat each other as a subordinate official, but talked on an equal basis between the two countries. This kind of courteousness made Fahna a little flattered, knowing that she was only Atlantis. Na's next chess piece was sacrificed. Today's identity is almost entirely given by Morpheus. Although once hostile, she has already reassured her identity and has regained her identity. She has agreed to all the requests made by Morpheus.
As a matter of fact, Morpheus did not make a request to embarrass Fahna, but only asked her to send an auxiliary team that can transport food in freshwater lakes.
This is a request made by Morpheus in the plenary meeting the day after he finished reading the black note. Hegel and others are not stupid and vaguely perceive something, but since then Morpheus has locked himself in the study room and never left the house. Ashcandi looked at him with some worry in his mind-it was not until the fifth day after the meeting that the door of his study slowly opened.
The Morpheus who walked out of the door looked a little tired, but before the frowning, he eased a lot. He saw Ashcandi and Irindal who were always waiting for him in the living room and exhaled deeply.
"Some things need to be arranged, I need to explain to you here first."
Morpheus said sitting in the armchair in front of the fireplace in the hall, their tired look made them feel distressed.
The Dark Queen and Irindal sat opposite Morpheus. Ashkandi asked softly: "What are you going to do this time? Fahna's Naga forces have already been deployed on almost all rivers. Are you going to deal with the Hai people?"
"Hai Clan? I haven't had that leisurely thought yet," Morpheus wanted to laugh, but he looked slightly startled and seemed to think of something, but he didn't grasp the key point. He didn't even think about it, and said straightly: "Before We believe that the purgatory lords have collapsed because they ultimately wanted to'wake up' your plan to fail-as a result, they will find that all their plans have been disrupted, and eventually they will no longer be able to threaten the human plane. Right?"
Irindal nodded, in fact... most insiders thought so. Those purgatory creatures came in front of the purification aura, but the purgatory lord could not directly open the plane portal to enter this plane. Since Ashcandi, the former lord, would not give them "inward response", Is there any way for purgatory to threaten here?
But Morpheus’s next words made Ashcandi and Irindal deeply frown—
"Things are a bit complicated, but in fact it can be summed up in one sentence: We are all fooled."
Morpheus sighed, "Purgatory didn't even plan to rely on Ashkandi to open the plane portal...or, they didn't put all their hopes on you from the beginning."
Looking at Ashcandy’s somewhat surprised look, Morpheus felt a little helpless about being played by the purgatory lord. He paused and continued: "The Pope, the Holy See, those armies, including all we saw Everything is just a guise for them to relax our vigilance completely."
Ashkandi said something a little stunned, and Irindal didn’t respond to everything he heard. Some asked dumbly: "Then... what do you mean, they still have... afterwards?"
Morpheus closed his eyes slightly, seeming to refilter the messy information in his mind, and slowly said: "They have planned everything for a long time, and now all the situations are moving in the direction of their planning... The ambition of purgatory is not just a human plane."
He raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and pointed to the top of his head-"Maybe we will expedite other planes this time..."
......
"Hahahahahahahaha"
The rumbling laughter echoed in the fiery red valley. The lava flowing around made the temperature here horrible, but the figures in the valley did not feel any discomfort at all, and they were full of sulfur. Poisonous and calm.
Cozuhir in a black robe is still that indifferent posture, slender fingers carrying chess pieces carved from white bones, suspended on the chessboard, and said indifferently, "Sarnaga, laugh Is that enough? I know your acting is good, but you don’t have to be narcissistic to this point?”
"I just want to laugh... It has been so many years, I haven't been so happy in a long time-they still don't know why I am the "Lord of Greed", hunger for victory, hunger for war, is it not a kind of Greedy? How about I satisfy you? Ha ha ha ha ha..."
Muse raised his black smoke-filled arm, and separated Sarnaga’s laughter with a soundproof enchantment between his hands, and continued to play against Kosuhir in his hand. The emptiness of the voice came, but with a little contempt: "Just keep everything going according to plan, he will be happy like this, really..."
"In fact, there are no variables. From now on, there should be no human plane-of course...except when we harvest the fruits of victory." Kosuhir's pale face revealed a faint Smile, as if talking about the weather today, "My army is already in place... how about you?"
"Same as planned."
Muse’s answer was a bit cold, and the purgatory lord’s character was more or less weird, “Oh... It’s a plan, and there are quite a lot of variables. When the fool of Sarna added to Cthulhu, It should be known that he has taken a dangerous move, but he finally got all this back on track-but it is really a surprise that Curtriline assumed the current role."
"Lord of lies...I thought he really wanted to rebel at first...Now thinking about it, his brain is not bad. Of course, the chess piece cannot decide his position, just like the Morpheus, it is ultimately at the mercy of others. Life."
"Oh."
The chess game was nearing its end, and Kosusil on the chessboard was suppressed everywhere and was unable to counterattack. Seeing that in two or three rounds, he would abandon the child and concede defeat, I wonder if this laugh is laughing at Morpheus, or the game under the eyes. .
"Since you have waited so long, it is not good to relax your guard at will."
Cosu Hill’s chess pieces fell, and the situation on the chessboard that had fallen into despair suddenly changed. Muse’s smoky body solidified for a moment, and then spread out again. The voice was a little lamented: It’s better to use your head."
The fallen angel gladly accepted the compliment of the other party, turned his head to look at Sarnaga, who was still immersed in the sense of accomplishment by playing Morpheus and Ashcandi, and broke the sound barrier. Whispered: "She used to press you, but now she finally breathes?"
"When everything is over, I will ask her to settle the accounts carefully. This is just the first step of my revenge, ha ha ha ha-next, let the self-righteous angels taste the bitter fruits they planted. !"
The echo of the Lord of Greed continues to reverberate in the valley, and outside the valley, more than 300,000 purgatory troops are rushing toward the distance.
......
The terrain of purgatory is changeable. Some places are covered with lava and the temperature is terrifying. But in more places, the temperature is cold and the air becomes ice.
The coalition forces that have reunited 270,000 troops from the abyss and the sinking world are now camping in the ice and snow in the north of purgatory.
Although different from the human plane, these strange and even ugly guys still need food after all. It is said that "the commander is not bad for hungry soldiers", and "logistics" is also a huge problem for the current army.
"Lord of the Lies," Curtriline stood on the cold, icy snow, squinting and wondering what to think. He has now become the sole commander of these 150,000 troops. Mandal, who was originally at the same level as him, and Gad, the master of disasters, have all died down. Among the first commanders of the ruling class, In addition to Kortrien who has the highest voice, only Kulkara Ballena, the direct blood patriarch.
Once Mandal said that the entire abyss and the sinking plane can condense more than three million combat powers, but this number has dropped sharply because of the death of several lords who have absolute dominance. Lian Meng abducted 200,000 troops in his hands, and Kulkara and the other 70,000 troops of the same blood lineage behind him are the only objects that Curtriline needs to worry about.
"In this case, we can't move on, food is scarce, morale is low, and my people have no enough blood to survive."
Kulkara’s voice rang aside, and he once had the scepter of Sulfuras now he had to succumb to others. After all, his strength was no match for the purgatory demon like Curtriline, so It is absolutely a last resort to follow Curtriline against the angel plane and against the purgatory lord. It can even be said that...from beginning to end, he was almost tied to this chariot and forced to fight.
In the beginning, the two purgatory lords who were killed did invigorate their army. He even thought that this army would soon rule the three planes of **** and even touch the angel plane, but with the remaining three in the purgatory The lords insisted on counterattack, and their disadvantages grew bigger and bigger, so that they retreated.
But even so, Curtriline still insists on replenishing soldiers from the sinking, abyss plane, and embarking on the expedition again... Such a poor soldier's militant behavior has made Kurkala unwilling, so he decided again in Curtriline As he moved forward, he finally stood out...and raised objections.
"Want to retreat? How to retreat? We have no retreat now, Urie and his army are ahead, they are less than 70,000, only a quarter of our army! Here, all angels’ We must discount our strength, and we will never lose against it head-on!"
"It’s not a question of losing or losing. As a commander, you should understand what logistics means... Do you let a group of powerless guys go up and be hacked to death by the other party?"
Kulkara can’t help but refute, he can’t stand the protracted battle in this harsh environment.
"Are you teaching me how to fight?"
Currayline’s eyes narrowed, and the countless tentacles behind his huge body twisted up, apparently impatient with Kulkara’s doubts. This silent threat made the head of the Baron's face change, and he wanted to say something, but in the end, he still died down and did not continue.
The thirteen bloodline families are ridiculous by saying... this group of old guys can survive to the present, completely because they are far more tolerant than the average person, even if they are ridiculed by a shrinking turtle, as long as they live, This shame will endure forever.
At this time, several young blood tribes who came to the top due to the death of the former patriarch saw that Curtriline had such a monopoly, and they were all in the face, but when Curtiline's eyes swept over them, these guys did not Dare to look at it...
In the cold wind, Curtriline looked at the land with a faint red glow in the distance, and finally gave the order to move on.
The exhausted demons and blood clan appear to be extremely chaotic in the team. Because of the rush of formation and lack of sufficient middle-level generals to lead the team, the execution efficiency of the command is extremely low, and the action is slow. But Cotraline did not seem to estimate at all whether they had learned how to fight. At this time, the 270,000 troops were pulled in, and his purpose was only one... to take them to the valley of doom ahead.
The heart with infinite power is carefully held in the hands of Curtriline-this powerful weapon that can kill the purgatory lord must be kept by him personally, and in the eyes of Kurkala and others, this A heart has become the only reason they still move forward...
Kill the purgatory lord and occupy all the resources. In addition, the blood races no longer want to ask for more, because now the 70,000 people are almost all the combat power that the entire lineage blood race group can bring out.
Ketriela was hidden in the darkness. Kurkala, who had just been completely dull in front of him, stood there with a pale face, and several patriarchs stepped forward to persuade him. All of them shut their mouths in consciousness.
The cloak waved~IndoMTL.com~Kulkara looked around, seemingly confirming that Curtriline had left, and he whispered an order to the patriarchs that surprised them--
"All blood races shrink to the same camp, and can no longer be mixed with other abyss soldiers."
The patriarchs who smelled a few flavors looked at each other. They seemed to guess something, but they didn’t dare to say it in person. Each one held their doubts in their hearts and led away.
In a short time, only Kulkara is left here.
"Are you really fighting...or--what is the conspiracy here?"
The pale vampire looked at the horizon, thinking about the suspicious behavior of Curtriline from beginning to end, and his face was worried.
"I dare not let the blood race be your funeral..."
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