Casrea left, and Aslan lost his mood. He put his hands on the back of his head and looked at the ceiling of the tent.
The castle had become a laboratory, and he had no choice but to live in a tent.
Nomeiri asked: "What are you thinking about?"
"What can you think of? Are the evil giants really created based on the flesh and blood of the God King?"
Nomeli couldn't answer Aslan's question because she didn't know either, and she couldn't guarantee that the information she got was true.
It's not like they don't have super-level powerhouses, and they haven't seen Medea do anything like this.
"There must be something else we don't know..."
Just as Aslan finished speaking, the voices of Archbishop Ella and St. Paul came from outside the tent.
"They're back."
Aslan's eyes lit up and he sat up and went out to greet the two of them.
"I'm home!"
Archbishop Ella said with a solemn expression, "The news about the dragon has been confirmed, and we have also obtained something very extraordinary."
St. Paul also nodded.
His main mission is to deal with super-level gods, but now the gods of the Creation God Sect are dead. Although they don’t understand why the Elf God took action, the gods are dead, and their omniscient church can continue to live peacefully for decades.
In the eyes of St. Paul, he was not optimistic about the Creation Sect from the bottom of his heart. Their foundation was too weak, and even though they had been struggling so far, they only occupied an insignificant area in each country.
Counting the Eurasian Federation separately, the bomb of the Principality of Asia was bound to explode sooner or later, but I didn’t expect it to be detonated by the Creation God Sect.
"The Pope used a great prophecy. The dragon will return to the mainland in the next hundred years. With the return of the dragon, there will be more terrifying enemies..."
As Archbishop Ella spoke, he took out a crystal ball and projected an image of a giant dragon battle. Their enemies were exactly what Aslan had seen from the images in the ruins, but behind those monsters, there was a group of burly people.
, a ferocious-looking Cyclops.
"What's this?"
Aslan asked subconsciously, because he noticed that the cuticles on these giants were very similar to the cuticles of the evil giants, except that their bodies were larger. They were all short people at five meters, and the average was around six meters. Some of them were
A super giant with a height of more than ten meters.
"The Pope calls them Titans!"
Aslan's mouth opened slightly, not knowing what to say.
After considering that the dragon could rely on its blood to train dragon servants, he suddenly understood.
Xicano, the former dragon-slaying hero, must save himself when he learns that the dragon will return to the mainland. Super-level exists on the mainland or at its peak, but there should be many among the ancient dragon clan. Take a look.
The dragon bloodline that I got has a faint tendency to take that step, let alone a real dragon.
The super-level dragon that Xicano will definitely face in the future may reach double digits. Even if he is at the peak of super-level, he will be unable to defeat four hands with two fists.
He should have hooked up with the Titan a long time ago. The evil giant should be considered a creation of the Titan's bloodline, just like the Dragon Server.
The average strength of the dragon servants cultivated by the dragon is strong. As long as the talent is not too bad, it is certain to break through the mentor level. It is much easier to achieve the great mentor level than the ordinary mentor level. This is the upper limit of the dragon bloodline.
The Titan's bloodline is not as heaven-defying as that of the giant dragon. Ordinary people can only improve their strength by two or three levels. After reaching the mentor level or even the grand mentor level, the improvement is very insignificant, and it also depends on the accumulated foundation.
Aslan asked angrily: "Within a hundred years, you mean anytime within a hundred years?"
The error range of this great prophecy is also too large. It will be possible 99 years later, and maybe it will be possible early tomorrow morning.
This time it was Archbishop Ella's turn to have a headache.
"That's the theory."
Aslan rolled his eyes, and even St. Paul next to him couldn't help but cover his forehead. This was no different from talking nonsense.
Archbishop Ella coughed and said seriously: "Amuro just got the news that frontline soldiers are escorting little Duke Soros over. I hope you will come forward to contact the other party."
Aslan nodded, accepting this task.
Archbishop Ella also quickly returned to Chester with St. Paul to prepare for follow-up matters.
It is imperative to annex the Principality of Soros. He needs to recruit a large number of people to settle in, and even consider immigration. Judging from the number of divine giants, the Principality of Soros has lost at least millions, or even tens of millions of people. This is for only a few people.
For a principality with a population of tens of millions, this is a considerable loss.
However, precisely because a large amount of land and nobles fell, the difficulty and resistance to the Republic's takeover were reduced.
They can continue to promote the Republic. As for the last two places, the Holm area and the Soros area, they must be reconsidered. More than 50% of the nobles in these two places are still alive. Relying on the mainland aristocratic law, as long as they are not dead,
They were willing to surrender to the new country, and the land still belonged to the nobles.
This is the origin of the iron-clad nobles of the central plains and the Liushui Emperor.
Once in danger, the head of a country must fight to the end, while the nobles at the bottom can be divided into those who can fight and those who cannot.
Stewart escorted young Duke Thoros all the way to Wenger Castle. Because of the escort of this powerful master, he did not encounter many difficulties along the way.
When little Duke Thoros saw Aslan, it was already evening.
Aslan prepared a sumptuous dinner reception for this purpose, and the people who could attend the dinner were at best mentor-level experts.
Addison and Goodluff, the two powerful men in charge of the principality, will naturally attend, along with many mentor-level experts from the pro-Amuro faction.
Although there are not as many mentor-level experts as expected, there are still more than thirty. Among them, seven from Dortmund and six from Chester are the absolute direct descendants of Amuro. Without Amuro's help, they would not be able to break through the mentor.
level, as for other mentor levels, they all surrendered to their own interests and were closely aligned with Amuro.
When the young Duke Thoros saw this formation, he understood Amuro's attitude.
Even if Minister Amuro is willing to spit out what he has eaten, the people around them will not agree.
If pressed, there is no guarantee that these people will not let little Duke Soros stay.
"Minister Amuro, it is better to be famous than to meet you. It is a great honor to meet you."
From the moment he greeted him, Duke Soros kept his posture low, which made Aslan very satisfied, and he also admired his military commanding ability.
The Principality of Thoros has been able to persist until now, and it is indispensable for him to send troops several times. Although he was defeated in battles, and was finally reduced to defending the main city of Rusif, he successfully separated the evil giants of the Principality of Thoros, and did not let the gods