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Chapter 413 Main plot: The birth of the Great Emperor!

"Congratulations to the host for successfully triggering the main plot - the birth of the Great Emperor!"

"The first phase begins: Emperor's Blood Rebirth!"

Rebirth with the blood of the emperor: Although the empire has been destroyed, the kingdom has not yet perished. Although the blood of the emperor has disappeared, the blood of the king still exists! Princes, generals, and ministers would rather have the seed! Since there is no emperor in the world, then let's follow the emperor's path again!

Mission requirements: The actual control area of ​​the kingdom is greater than 100 kilometers in radius! There are more than 10 towns in the kingdom!

Mission reward: Royal Guards*300 people, Junior Mage Tower*1, Any caster inheritance system*1!

"Gudu!" Roland swallowed. He never expected that this situation would trigger the main mission, but there is a saying that the rewards of these two missions are generous! The 300 royal guards are enough. Roland's heart was moved, and the mage tower and professional inheritance of any spell caster at the back made Roland so surprised that he flew away! Roland suddenly felt that the thousands of knights and magic in his dream were no longer a dream!

"Your Highness?" Yun Feng suddenly raised his eyebrows when he saw Roland's silly smile, and pressed towards Roland with a powerful spiritual force.

"The evil spirit is gone!" Yun Feng's staff slammed to the ground, and violent mental power spurted out to form spiritual magic, which directly imprisoned Roland.

"I! Yun Feng! In the name of the wise! Deter evil spirits! The evil spirits retreat!" Yun Feng continued to wave his staff and cast spells.

"Tsk! Sin! Punish!" Yun Feng's voice was like a sledgehammer hitting Roland's head. However, apart from making Roland feel itchy in his ears, there was no other discomfort... Instead, Roland showed surprise, confusion, and ridicule. expression.

"What are you doing?" Although Roland's body was imprisoned, how could the mouth of Roland, once known as the King of Strong Mouths, be sealed by a mortal? Everyone who knew Roland in those days praised him, and everyone was burned to ashes. All that's left is one mouth!

"Um..." Yun Feng blinked. It seemed that Roland was not possessed by an evil spirit?

"Your Highness, what's going on with your smile just now? It looks very much like being parasitized by an evil spirit!" Yun Feng let go of Roland, but still looked at Roland cautiously.

"..." Roland was speechless for a while. Didn't he just look at the system's rewards? As for treating himself as a thief? Do you know how much psychological harm this will cause to yourself?

"I'm fine. Send someone to recall Kaslo and Ajax! Let Ormsk go to the south to support us. The north is vast and we need air power! By the way! Bring back those half-baked griffin knights, even though they are embarrassing and useless. , but at least it can build up momentum!" Roland quickly arranged it.

"Your Highness, are you planning to join the war?" Yun Feng stared at Roland with suspicion and scrutiny. After all, in Yun Feng's mind, someone is equated with a warmonger...

"I don't know how big you are! I don't have cerebral palsy! That was a battle between orcs and dwarves! It's not ours! Am I so mentally ill that I would wade into such muddy waters?" Roland looked at Yun Feng in disbelief and thought of it himself. No matter how stupid you are, you can't see the current situation clearly! Maybe there will be another battle at Azanubiza! Roland does not intend to provide cannon fodder to the dwarves and provide achievements to the orcs...

"Okay, but I still have to remind you that it's winter now! Soldiers who have been fighting continuously need to rest!" Yun Feng said to Roland solemnly.

"..." Roland's face turned dark. After doing this for a long time, he still didn't believe himself.



"Omsk! Pay attention to Dol Guldur in the south!" Roland warned Ormsk.

"You mean that I will attack as soon as they reveal their flaws?" Ormsk said.

"Show up a big-headed ghost! Always watch the battle in Dol Guldur. If they want to go north, stop them! If they don't come, don't worry about them! Besides, it's not easy for them to march across the Swift River!" Roland said.

"Okay, by the way, Your Highness! Remember to inform the White Wing King! The defense of Los Sanniers City is no better than that of Rapid City..." Ormsk quickly grabbed Roland as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Okay! I will inform the White Wing King! The kingdom will not turn a blind eye to its allies!" Roland reassured Ormsk. This is also an attitude. Countries that are unfaithful to the alliance will naturally be in this land.

It has lost credibility and reputation, not to mention that the Kingdom of Akvia, which evolved from the tribe, is also an important barrier to the Kingdom of Lagrand.



"It's unwise for you to do this, Thorin!" Thranduil rarely took the initiative to talk to Thorin, and Thorin's figure was reflected in his pure eyes.

"You elves don't have to worry about the dwarves! I have no ill intentions! I just want to use the passage!" Thorin did not give Thranduil a good look. He pushed back harshly, making Thranduil finally kick him.

Kicked back into the ditch of Moria.

"...Whatever you want! It has nothing to do with me that you don't take your clan members seriously!" Thranduy said coldly, and Thranduy was almost furious that someone with good intentions was treating him like a donkey.

"It is because I care about my people that I go to Moria!" Thorin remained unmoved, picking up the beast-biting sword and walking in front of the team.

"Tsk! The temper of the dwarves is still as bad and tough as ever!" Thranduil's adjutant couldn't help but said.

"Leave them alone, for the sake of the alliance, I have already reminded them!" Thranduil shook his head, and it was so hard to persuade the damn ghost! When Thranduil saw the look in Thorin's eyes, he knew that this kid was iron-clad.

My heart wants to plunge into Moria...

"It will snow soon..." The elves on the side looked worriedly at the heavily armed dwarf army passing by.

"Asshole! Let's all freeze to death! It would be better if the orcs and dwarves all freeze to death in Moria! They are not good things!" Thranduil had a deep prejudice against the dwarves.

"Alas..." The other elves also shook their heads when they saw this. After all, the dwarves were so stubborn... it was not like the elves could persuade them. Even Roland retreated after hearing this, not to mention that the dwarves didn't wait in the first place.

See the spirit.



"Ouli! Stop them!" Ouyin swung his battle ax and chopped off an orc's head. The unsupported head hit Xuan and flew into the sky.

"Kill!" Dozens of dwarves holding shields and wielding axes were like demons possessing them. They easily and comfortably chopped apart one orc after another with their dwarf battle axes that shone with sharp fighting spirit. At this moment, they were like the dead returning from hell! Right now.

It was because of the existence of these warriors that the east gate of Moria was not lost.

"Fight! Fight! Children of Turin!" Ori and Ouyin took over Balin's command after Balin was injured. The two dwarves tiredly attacked the orcs at this moment. Soon, under the desperate counterattack of the dwarves, those

The orcs were driven out...

"Turin! Where are our reinforcements?" Ori spit out blood.

"If there are no more reinforcements, we will have no choice but to retreat to the hall!" Ouyin looked at the soldiers behind him. At this moment, all the dwarves were scarred, and the Moria dwarves no longer had a reserve team.

(End of chapter)


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