Led by Archduke Timothy, the five major southern warlords formed the Southern Noxus Imperial Alliance. Amid protests from the Supreme Command, the Southern Imperial Alliance disclosed the entire story of the demonic invasion of Brewster Castle and declared [Immortal]
The demon-faced lord Lester made a despicable deal with the devil, using the souls of the empire's people in exchange for the devil's help, which allowed the Emerald Territory to develop to this day.
At the same time, the Southern Empire Alliance called on all the forces and countries in the continent to send joint envoys to jointly examine the evidence of Feidelite's collusion with the devil. Although no one responded to the whole process due to Jadeite's strong leadership, it successfully attracted the attention of the highest officials in the Northern Empire, including
The ambitions of other forces including the High Command.
There is no doubt that this is an excellent reason to unite the forces of the entire continent to fight against or even destroy the Emerald Territory. After all, if the Emerald Territory really has the strength to fight against all enemies in the world, the Emerald Territory will never lie in low light for so long.
The countries with a common goal have strengthened their ties. In order to hide their eyes from others, secret talks were conducted quietly in the shadows. Suddenly, the top power Emerald Territory, which has suppressed everyone for more than nine hundred years, seemed to be unknowingly
He became everyone's enemy.
The capital of Demacia and the royal palace of the kingdom.
Jarvan II, who has entered middle age, put down the urgent military information in his hands. Thinking of the humiliation that the Emerald Tie had brought to Demacia, the emperor sighed.
"Finally, has it finally aroused public outrage? Ha, I didn't expect to see such a day before I die. However, that is the Emerald Territory, a country that even the late king was afraid of. Just these ordinary people can really defeat it.
Do you win?"
Under the throne, eight noble ministers looked at the toes of their shoes with their eyes, noses, and hearts unwaveringly, as if there were little red flowers on the toes of their shoes.
They don't care what the emperor thinks. They only need to veto the emperor's decision when he makes a 'wrong decision'. After all, only by ensuring the interests of the kingdom can the interests of the family be guaranteed.
Unlike fifty years ago, Jarvan II does not belong to Demacia now.
The complicated look on his face flashed across his face. Jiawen II lowered his head and glanced at the eight noble ministers who were gradually encroaching on the power of the royal family, and his expression returned to solemnity.
Each of these ministers was more respectful than the last, but the things they did were more inappropriate than the last. I regretted that I had just taken over the power of the kingdom at that time, and in addition, the envoy led by Emerald came to ask for the body of the Hand of Noxus. His majesty was swept away. In order to
To keep the throne, he could only choose to compromise.
In the final analysis, the reason why I am in such a situation today has nothing to do with the Jade Collar.
"My dear friends, if the emperor sends an envoy to join this 'examination mission'..."
"Your Majesty! You must not do this! The review of the mission is of great importance. If the Queen of the Emerald Territory settles the score, how many brave and loyal warriors in the kingdom will die in unjust wars?
This move will waste people, money, and easily lead to disaster. It is better to sit still and let the empire's barbarians bite dogs. No matter whether the Emerald Leader wins or loses, the Kingdom will be the winner."
"Yes, the reason why the kingdom is rich and powerful is because the king followed the ancestral precepts and never invaded other countries or started war. Your Majesty, you must not violate the ancestral precepts!"
"Your Majesty, in my opinion, it is better to take this opportunity to strengthen cooperation with the Emerald Territory. If the Emerald Territory can be brought over, the kingdom will be able to sit back and relax in the future..."
"What! Do you want His Majesty to succumb to those villains in the Emerald Territory!? Is Your Majesty such a weak person?"
Random suggestions came one after another, and the eight ministers who made up the number soon became quarrelsome. Jarvan II rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.
I really want to send these incompetent guys to the guillotine, but it's a pity that I can't.
The main reason is that today's kingdom is not monolithic. The royal family and the nobles are at odds with each other, and the ministers and families are each their own masters. The power of the nobles is like a criss-crossing spider web, intertwined and closely connected, and a single move can affect the whole body.
Unless they are really at the end of their rope, there is absolutely no possibility for the nobles to delegate their power.
Furthermore, the Kingdom's army totals 150,000, and the Light Shield family only controls 20,000 Imperial Guards and more than a thousand members of the Fearless Vanguard. The remaining military power, including the control of the Demacia Illuminati, lies with the great nobles.
in hand,
The only people who stand up for the Lightshield family are the Crownguard family, which controls the Dauntless Vanguard, and the Chrisman family, which controls the Demon Seeker Legion. The Crownguard family has been jointly suppressed by the great nobles who are afraid of the Crownguard. Currently, the Crownguard family can only wait for the Fearless Vanguard.
Fighting with the wooden man on the training ground, there is no chance of success.
The Demon Seeker Legion also caused the country's "stability and well-being" due to its excessive hunting of mages, which in turn led to the disarmament of the Demon Seeker Legion. In a sense, it was considered as cutting off an arm.
There are too few chess pieces, and it is very difficult to take back the military power and regain the royal power under the watchful eyes of a group of old foxes.
The breaking point he originally expected was the demon-seeking army. As long as some Illuminati mages were allowed to leave their bloodline among the people, and they directed and staged a few terrorist attacks, Demacia would become a demon-seeking army within ten years.
In the world of human legions, the Chrisman family will surely be able to regain control of the royal power when the time comes, but now it seems that there is a better choice.
The Emerald Territory is very powerful, but after all, there are so many forces charging forward... What if?
Seeing that the ministers were still arguing non-stop, Jarvan II also became a little irritable.
"Enough! What's the use of arguing? Have you forgotten the humiliation that the Emerald Tie has brought to us? Besides, what is Demacian justice? Let me tell you! Demacian justice is not just Demacian justice.
!
The justice of Demacia is that when innocent people are oppressed, a group of warriors who are not afraid of sacrifice will stand up and draw their swords! The justice of Demacia is that when facing evil and injustice, a country will stand up and make a name for justice!
Justice in Demacia has never been one to hide in a corner. Instead, like the great founder General Oren, he has a firm belief and bravely leads people who are unwilling to suffer the oppression of mages to build a new harbor.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! If General Oren and the late King Jarwendark were just cowards who refused to save themselves and stood by, how would we be the capital of Demacia today?
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Seeing the emperor's sudden anger, several noble ministers could not help but restrain themselves. They were the spokespersons who were pushed to the front by the real master behind the scenes to "accompany the tiger and the emperor". Of course, they knew that if they went too far and were executed by the emperor, they would never
There will be people who make decisions for themselves.
After calming down for a while, a minister said respectfully.
"Then what does your Majesty mean?"
Jarvan II sneered.
"The actions of the censorship mission must be open and transparent. Demacia is a country that believes in justice. We will not initiate unjust wars, but we will not abandon our fellow humans who are controlled by evil.
If the Emerald Territory really has nothing to do with demons, that's all. If the Emerald Territory colludes with demons to harm fellow human beings, Demacia will definitely stand on the side of justice!
I would like to send an envoy to join the censorship mission. My dear friends, who is in favor and who is against?"
Surprisingly, the final result was that the decision to send the envoy was successfully passed with four votes from the ministers and one vote from the emperor.
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In late summer of the same year, Immortal Fortress.
Under the recommendation of the Swain family, the empire's commander-in-chief Brown Darkwill took his staff Jennings to the underground part of the fortress. After passing through several magic mazes, Brown came to a hidden magic place.
The ancient and mysterious Lord of Blood was seen in the manor.
The noble Blood Ancestor is named Vladimir. He is the master of the Scarlet Society, an immortal Blood Mage, and an existence that competes with the legendary Pale Witch.
At this moment, Vladimir was like a melancholy prince, controlling the blood in the cup to fly up into the sky, slowly soaking the white rose in his hand.
In silence, the white rose turned into a blood rose. Different from the white rose that was destined to die, the long stem of the blood rose grew thorns and vines slowly wrapped around the blood ancestor's right arm. The bright flowers were in harmony with the blood ancestor.
The smooth foreheads were pressed together, and they came back to life within a few seconds.
Witnessing the blood magic that was beyond common sense, even though he was the commander of the empire, Brown could not suppress the fear and desire caused by his body's instinct, and he knelt down to express his submission.
This is the power that his father Burnham controls, an immortal power that can avoid time and break the cycle of life and death.
And he is about to obtain this immortal power and establish his own great achievements.
"Darkwill family, Brown Darkwill has met Lord Blood Ancestor."
"Zhannings has met Lord Blood Ancestor."
As if he just saw the two people talking, Vladimir picked off the blooming blood rose, tore off the petals piece by piece, and threw it into the wine glass.
Taking a sip of blood wine, the pale silver-haired man half-squinted his eyes, his narrow eyes fixed on Brown's face, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face.
I'm here to drink rose wine. Who the hell is this?
The Blood Ancestor tried hard to recall the little impression he had of the man in front of him. Unfortunately, until Brown broke out in a cold sweat and was overwhelmed, Vladimir could not remember who the person kneeling in front of him was.
Who can only vaguely remember that he really wanted to find someone from the Darkwill family.
Forget it if you can't remember, I guess that 'Darkwill' is the guy in front of you.
The forgetful blood ancestor smiled calmly, showing nobility and elegance in his actions.
He can forget everything, but he cannot forget the calmness and elegance of the nobility. This is something that has been engraved in his soul. If it were not for the pride in his bones, he would have lost himself under the torture of the dark descendants and become a slave of power...
Let’s get back to the topic, even though I don’t know who the two mortals in front of me are, it’s right to give them a casual compliment.
The prudent Vladimir finally chose to use the word "Darkwill" to form a sentence.
"Darkwill...an ancient and powerful surname."
Hearing this, Brown was very excited. His family could be valued so highly by the Blood Ancestor. As expected, only Darkwill was qualified to take charge of the empire.
"It is an honor for the Darkwill family to be appreciated by Lord Blood Ancestor."
Vladimir nodded, calmly took out the gorgeous little notebook, lazily leaned on the back of the chair, held his chin with his palm, and calmly turned to the latest page.
I quickly took a look at the small book. Well, it turned out that after I broke up with the Pale Witch, I had a deal with Mordekaiser in the underworld. This Darkwill is the most suitable tool...
He didn't know that Vladimir was recalling the plan he had made before. Seeing that Vladimir did not respond to his compliment and instead started reading alone, Brown, who didn't know whether he had offended the Blood Ancestor, was a little confused.
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Brown didn't dare to ask, so he could only helplessly turn his head to look at Jennings beside him, only to see that the wise Jennings also had a confused look on his face, as if he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
[It’s over, I’m hated by Lord Blood Ancestor]
Thinking of this, Brown almost stopped. Before Brown broke through the defense, Vladimir finally closed the small book and remembered his arrangement.
"Bron Darkwill, the immortal should bear a heavy price. Those who cannot defeat desire will become a slave of power. What you are pursuing is not the right path. Even if you have to bear the responsibility of the immortal, you must go
On this road of no return?
It's still too late to turn back now."
The majestic voice of the Blood Ancestor made Brown tremble.
It's coming, it's coming, the time and power he longs for are at hand.
Compared with the power that transcends the time of life and death, any pain and burden are nothing to mention. His father Burnham can resist the erosion of power and rule the empire for hundreds of years, so he may not be able to.
"Lord Blood Ancestor, no matter what painful price I bear, I am willing to obtain your gift and become your most loyal follower."
It was no surprise that Brown would embark on this path of no return, Vladimir sighed melancholy.
Ignorant mortals always focus on the extraordinary, but easily forget the fatal threats that accompany the extraordinary.
Forget it, chess pieces are chess pieces after all. He has given the person in front of him a chance, but the empire commander in front of him insists on becoming a slave of power.
Speaking of which, the entire empire is just a touch of color on his canvas, which can be erased with ease.
It doesn't matter, it's not as fun as drinking rose wine.
"Come forward."
"Thank you Lord Blood Ancestor for the reward!"
Brown knelt on the ground and let Vladimir lay his hand on his forehead. Jennings watched the scene in front of him without blinking.
"Now, I will give you a scarlet body. You must replace the blood in your body on time to continue your life and maintain your sanity. Do you remember?"
"remember."
After the words fell, a piece of dark red blood slowly flowed out from Vladimir's palm. The blood covered Brown's head. The dark red blood entered every hole and flowed into Brown's body from the five senses and seven orifices.
Human blood is drawn out and gradually transforms Brown's physique.
Just like three big men opening up territory from the dry road at the same time, the indescribable pain made Brown want to kill himself, but he had already lost control of his body, and at this moment he couldn't even move his eyelids.
The man could only endure the pain and wait for the blood ancestor's 'gift' to end.
After witnessing how the Blood Ancestor's 'Scarlet Gift' was carried out, Zhannings immediately gave up the crazy idea. He had a hunch that the Blood Ancestor's warning was by no means empty words.
