The funeral of the old speaker of the Dark Parliament was held on the outskirts of the capital of the British Empire. Three days had passed since the death of the old speaker.i^
Just a year ago, the old speaker was considered one of the top strong men in the world. Among the four demigod-level strong men, although the old speaker was not the strongest, he was not the weakest either.
However, just such a year has passed, and this former peak powerhouse has become a cold corpse.
If more than a year ago, anyone had mentioned such a possibility to any member of the Dark Council.
Then there will inevitably be ridicule from the members of the Dark Council.
But they didn't expect that today, such a thing would become a reality before the eyes of these members of the Dark Council.
The person who took action at the same time was Fenrir, the current controller of the Dark Council.
This made everyone in the Dark Council feel a little mixed. Whether it was the surviving conservative members or the hawk members who followed Fenrir, it would be deceiving themselves to say that they had no thoughts at this time.
A demigod-level powerhouse who was once so aloof in everyone's minds, as if he was a powerful being who could never fall, has now actually died in front of everyone.
Even though he was killed by another demigod-level strongman, these people suddenly understood one thing.
Even demigod-level experts will die! Nothing in this world is everlasting...
I can’t tell whether it’s sadness or something else, seeing my family’s original spiritual symbol being killed by another person, and the person who killed him has now become their new generation leader.%&*";
However, this leader seems to be more energetic and ambitious than the old Speaker. The Dark Parliament has been keeping a low profile for so many years, and it seems that it really needs a more energetic leader to lead them to fight and conquer.
So the people in the Dark Council felt quite complicated at this time. It was a war between reason and emotion. Before the old speaker died, reason had the absolute upper hand. But when the old speaker's body was placed in such an open and fair manner,
In front of their eyes, the feelings began to gradually tilt again.
Death can always bring some different touches to people.
The funeral of the old speaker was not very conspicuous in terms of scale. In addition to hundreds of members of the Dark Council, the League of Legends still had more than 60 people under the leadership of Orisis, and Yakuza only came with the Orochi King.
Bit.
In addition, Baishanjun also arrived here as the representative of the Dragon Riders.
Although it won't be long before the two of them will fight to the death, but when it comes to the funeral of a demigod-level powerhouse, Dragonriders will always send people to watch the ceremony.
Fenrir personally presided over the funeral. According to the rules of the Dark Parliament, open-air cremation was chosen. Everyone gathered around the body of the old speaker. After all, the Serpent King and Orisis were demigod-level powerhouses, so
I just stood and watched from a distance, not too close.
Baishanjun's identity is rather embarrassing, and he stands on the periphery of the crowd. Apart from his solemn expression, he does not have any other actions.
Fenrir first delivered an emotional speech, then introduced the old Speaker's life in detail, and finally swore that he would inherit the old Speaker's legacy and restore the Dark Parliament to its past glory.
The whole process was basically a performance by Fenrir alone. He took advantage of the death of the old speaker to the extreme, making all the members of the Dark Council return to their hearts under his performance.
Then there was a fire, and the old speaker's body was burned to ashes amid the tears of most members of the Dark Council.
All members of the Dark Council gradually dispersed and dealt with other matters under the orders of their superiors in their respective systems.
The internal fighting during this period caused heavy losses to the Dark Council. The number of combatants was reduced by almost 30%. Various strongholds on the European continent were also more or less destroyed. Now it has finally come to an end. There are indeed too many things to do.
Reorganize and sort out.
"Thank you all for coming to watch the ceremony. On behalf of the Dark Council, I would like to express my sincere gratitude." Fenrir walked up to Orises and the Orochi King and said expressionlessly.
Baishanjun stood a little further away, looking at the three powerful demigods here with an indifferent expression.
It was indeed not his turn to intervene in the conversation between the demigod-level experts. Anyway, if there was something going on, just listen.
"Lord Fenrir, what are your thoughts on joining forces to eat the Dragon Riders?" Orisis didn't care that the White Tiger was listening not far away. He just looked at Fenrir and asked with a smile.
.
"Hehe, with the current strength of the Dragon Riders, even if our Dark Council doesn't take action, it's enough to just rely on the League of Legends and Yakuza to devour it, right? Why do you need to take another piece of my pie?" Fenrir sneered.
said.
"After all, we have been in the alliance for so many years and have fought against the Dragon Riders together. Now that the Dragon Riders are weak, we naturally have to divide them together. If we really abandon the Dark Parliament and eat this cake alone, I am afraid that Fenri
Your Excellency must have an idea in his heart."
Orisis had a sincere smile on his face.
"Okay, Orisis, don't talk about these high-sounding things. I have experienced these intrigues thousands of years ago. If you really want to cooperate, show your sincerity and let's talk openly.
If we can really negotiate, we can take action together. But if you always pay attention to this kind of calculation, I, the Dark Council, will not accompany you. The Dragon Rider is indeed extremely weak now, and the strongest one is just one who has just broken through to half the level.
God's little guy, but after all, we want to attack their headquarters directly, and the overall combat power of the Dragon Riders has always been the first among the four major organizations. Orisis, what's the point of saying this?"
Fenrir waved his hands expressionlessly, not giving Orisistin any face.
Orisis's face turned slightly cold. Looking at Fenrir's helpless look, his demeanor finally completely returned to the coolness that a demigod-level powerhouse should have. He no longer had the slightest humility before.
demeanor.
"That's right. After all, he is a demigod-level strongman. Even in the age of gods, even if he cannot be regarded as a top-level overlord, he is at least a powerful one. There are demigod-level strong men who have their own demigod-level strong ones.
Proud, even when faced with life and death, I would not even frown, but look at you, you actually talked down to me like that before. Orisis, even if I am thousands of years older than you, we are all the same after all.
A strong man at the demigod level, so boneless, what happened to you?"
Fenrir said with a sneer.
"Huh! I'm just giving some face to an old immortal like you!" Orisis snorted coldly,
Lord Baishan, who had been listening, sighed. Knowing that the three major organizations were joining forces to besiege the Dragon Riders, there would probably be no surprises. Fenrir's behavior had proven that he had no other plans, so he didn't
Say hello, turn around and leave.
"Do you want to keep him?" The Orochi King, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"No, it's just a lieutenant general, it's of no use. After all, I'm here to see the old speaker off, so let him go back." Orisis said indifferently.