In terms of strength, a phoenix without feathers is not as good as a chicken.
After the seemingly powerful appearance of the Ice and Snow Goddess was exposed, and after Emperor Peter liquidated the nobles who believed in the Ice and Snow Goddess, the huge church would surely fall apart in a very short time.
He is not the true God of the so-called orthodox church.
If one is not good, even the gods who claim to be righteous will step on them, and the Ice and Snow Goddess Sect will be truly beyond redemption.
The saint's mouth trembled for several seconds, but she didn't say anything.
She didn't speak, but Mark was actually having trouble too.
The one person who rescued her got a total of 50,000 destiny points. Mark was surprised to find that it was not that there was nothing to exploit from this girl, but that if he exploited her now, the gains would outweigh the losses.
In the vision of destiny, she and her people are just a piece of unpalatable chicken ribs. At this moment, Jin Hui, who represents interests, is only a small group, but he is entangled with the menacing emperor of the Bill Empire.
It’s a typical job to eat one point of dried meat and nine points of dried meat.
It's like digging out a potato buried deep in the ground. The cost is to dig out several tons of soil. Do you want to do it?
On the other hand, she is a treasure house, and more intricate threads of fate connect her, even extending all the way to unknown distances. Mark cannot see what is going on over there through the deeper fog of fate, he can only feel it vaguely.
Jin Hui.
Looking at Anastasia who was stunned, Mark finally chose to give up on exploiting her temporarily and raised his eyelids slightly in order to "fish in a sustainable way".
"Forget it. Your Ice and Snow Goddess Cult is so ruined that there is no point in me pursuing it. In my eyes - [knowledge is power]. You can find a way to give me 1,000 unofficial histories or classics of extraordinary people. I will not pursue it.
You used my ship without authorization and got me into trouble with Emperor Peter."
It's not that the asking price is too high, it's that it's too low.
Typical lift it high and put it down gently.
"This... Your Excellency must be in such a loss." Natasha said something fair.
"Haha! I don't think His Majesty the Emperor has the time to tangle with me. Even if he wants to seek revenge from me, that will be a matter of God's War. When the time comes, it is still unknown whether he will stand in front of me with his life.
"
Full of confidence and domineering!
With Mark's detached status, it is unlikely that Peter the Great would cause trouble for him.
After all, everyone has a lot of troubles. Peter the Great did not have sea power, and he was not even qualified to expand eastward. And in the west and south of the Bill Empire, there were still a lot of countries and gods, large and small, to deal with, and all of them were different from the Bill Empire.
Not right.
No matter how arrogant the emperor is, he may not have the courage to start a war on three fronts.
"Thank you very much! You will have the friendship of the Ice and Snow Goddess!"
Friendship, what an illusory word.
The friendship of a street god is the most worthless.
In Mark's opinion, this ruined goddess is not as valuable as those art goddesses. At least the art goddesses can help him earn some mortal funds at the last moment.
"That's it, I will take you into the Federal Republic of Lisa. As for what you will do in the future, it has nothing to do with me." After Mark finished speaking, the saint originally wanted to say something, but Mark beat him mercilessly.
The gesture of seeing off guests.
Hank and other guard knights immediately stepped forward and stood in front of the Saint and others: "Please!"
Very disrespectful.
This is the treatment for those who have failed to settle down.
Back on his ship, Boris was somewhat aggrieved, but he was persuaded by the saint.
"Forget it, Your Excellency Boris, as a super strong man who has the strength to compete with ordinary gods, Mark Destiny has been very polite to us. If he fully supports me, he will completely form an alliance with my father.
A mortal enemy, and secondly, I have to wonder if he is planning to hunt down the Ice and Snow Goddess."
Not to mention that they are not a family, even if they are biological father and daughter, when the irreconcilable interests of the royal family are involved, wouldn't they kill each other?
After experiencing the pain of the breakup between father and daughter, Anastasia is obviously more cautious in dealing with others.
At least the two sides have maintained a relatively friendly atmosphere and at least do not rule out the possibility of cooperation again.
As for what to do next, Boris and Natasha have different opinions.
They left in such a hurry that they did not take away much property, food and other supplies.
Fortunately, they at least have soldiers.
The force equivalent to that of a great church fighting against the knights can allow them to find a place to stay more easily, for example, to kill a certain group of pirates...
On the other side, the news that Mark had annihilated the entire squadron was quickly delivered to Peter the Great.
"Oh? That boy is really brave!" Prime Minister Werther sneered.
The emperor did not speak immediately, but instead asked the messenger to repeat every word spoken by the dead envoy.
After a while, the emperor said: "Oh? So it means that it was because our artillery hit Mark Destiny's flag that he took action and let his sea monsters destroy my fleet? Then he threatened to
Let me give him an explanation, otherwise we will use ghost ships to block the ships of our empire?"
The messenger nodded angrily: "Yes, Your Majesty."
The emperor asked the messenger to leave and turned to ask his prime minister: "How much foreign exchange do we have in the Wright Empire?"
"About two hundred and fifty million lite dollars."
"Then tell that Destiny that I tacitly allow him to take over my fleet and give him 30 million lite dollars as a way to make a friend. Of course, if he is willing to hand over my 'unfilial daughter', I can
Give him two hundred million lite dollars."
Prime Minister Werther immediately understood the emperor's thoughts: "I'm sorry, it's our navy's incompetence that damages His Majesty's honor."
The emperor waved his hand: "Let that brat be arrogant for a while. If he is not worthy of these 30 million, I will make him spit it out with profits in the future."
The emperor who came out of the shadows was exactly the same as the emperor who was cursed to death by the goddess of ice and snow that day. No, his magnanimity was still higher than that of the deceased Emperor Peter.
He was wearing a military uniform with a white background and gold trim. The sash on his chest and the gold tassels on his shoulders were fluttering due to the powerful spiritual power unconsciously escaping from his body.
Together with the prime minister, he walked through a door curtain.
After passing through the door curtain flashing with spiritual light, what appeared in front of him was an extremely vast battlefield.
Reflected in their eyes, two armies were engaged in a life-and-death fight on this land.
Without the barrier of the soundproof circle, the loud shouts of death swept over them crazily the moment they and their guards walked out of the door, washing the eardrums of everyone present.
Peter the Great is standing on a platform.
This platform, which covers an area of more than fifty square meters, is actually built on a huge saddle.
This platform saddle is supported by a super bear that is six stories tall when it is on all fours.
With the height of the hill and the bear's back, the emperor could easily overlook the entire battlefield.
A wave of white background and gold trim swept across half of the land. They were countless royal guards. Their sheer number made the Grand Duke's coalition forces on the opposite side feel numb.
"Impossible! Impossible! How could that damn mad emperor have such a large number of imperial troops?" Grand Duke Androv's eyes almost lost focus. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
He joined forces vertically and horizontally, and gathered 7 Dukes with a total of 500,000 soldiers, known as a million-strong army, to attack the mad emperor Peter who was defying heaven.
I thought victory was a sure thing!
What the seven Dukes pulled out were peasant soldiers who turned into soldiers with rifles, which they called "gray animals". Who would have expected that what the Mad Emperor pulled out was actually two hundred thousand Imperial Guardsmen with bright helmets and bright armor?
?
Raising professional soldiers is very expensive.
The number of soldiers under the direct jurisdiction of each duke is only a little over 10,000. It would be great if any militiaman has 10,000 or 20,000 militiamen who have shot. The rest are just a make-up.
They knew the emperor's military strength very well. The only ones available in the imperial capital were 30,000 central troops and 40,000 garrison troops, known as the truly elite Forbidden Army, only numbering 10,000.
When fighting in peacetime, the emperor would place a flag and ask the great dukes to send troops to obey orders. This was the grand occasion in the past when millions of troops were used to fight national wars.
Now that the seven dukes surrounding the imperial capital have all rebelled, theoretically the emperor cannot recruit troops at all.
Five hundred thousand was used to beat eighty thousand, and everyone died in every round.
As long as the emperor cannot defeat them immediately, the emperor who is huddled in the imperial capital will be piled to death by the gray animals they continuously send.
Where did so many forbidden troops come from?
I originally thought that the emperor asked the peasants to put on the uniforms of the Forbidden Army and run to scare people.
Unexpectedly, less than ten minutes into the battle, the battle situation turned one-sided.
This is not a fake army. The 200,000 forbidden troops opposite are actually elites with powerful combat power.
The peasants and soldiers of the Duke's coalition army were almost defeated at the first touch.
Not only the peasants and soldiers, but also the direct descendants of the grand dukes are not much better.
Grand Duke Androv saw with his own eyes the scene of his private regiment fighting against the imperial army through the telescope.
His private group [Red Hounds] are famous elites!
In the past ten years, the young men under his command have conquered three small countries and planted the imperial flag all over the southern mountains.
However, facing the terrifying Royal Guards, the arrogant [Red Hound] also suffered defeat in front of them.
Even though their bodies were wounded by guns and cannons, these forbidden soldiers continued to charge with their broken bodies, until they exceeded their human limits and then collapsed to the ground.
After just a few glances, Grand Duke Androv knew that this was a legion made of steel, with an iron will and ruthlessness.
But why does the emperor have so many powerful imperial soldiers!?
