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Chapter 565 reinforcements and reinforcements

ps: Today is the last shift in October. The amount of updates this month must have exceeded the standard, but the update time is very unstable. In the second half of the month, it is almost every other day, and there are still many

It was really hard work for everyone to catch up on the situation where it was repaired the next day. I would like to apologize~ These situations will change next month. I hope everyone will bear with me and continue to support Xiaolong's creation.

In addition, the previous chapter 564 has been repaired, and it may have appeared long ago. You can go through it again, just pretend that you have updated two chapters, wow~

Finally, I quietly collected forty monthly tickets this month. It’s all because of everyone’s thoughts. I deeply appreciate everyone’s thoughts and I have no words to express my gratitude~

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"Damn it! Don't ignore me!!!"

The little assassin and the elf swordsman were just about to strike with thunder, when another roar suddenly erupted from behind the elf swordsman, and that was Sebat, who had also suffered the opponent's attack with the little assassin before.

As a heavily armored warrior with a shield in his hand, Saibat's survivability is always higher than that of a small assassin [Although the defense is a bit useless, the HP bonus brought by the heavy armor equipment is high enough].

However, Sebat is not a fool. On the contrary, his observation and analysis abilities can be said to be at least 70% of the level of the young assassin.

Therefore, he is now keenly aware that there is a huge difference between him and the little assassin in the eyes of the elf swordsman NPC opposite!

He had to attack the little assassin almost three times before he would swipe at Saibat with a sword. In other words, compared to the pressure of chasing and beating the little assassin, the elf swordsman only focused on dealing with Saibat.

The purpose is to prevent him from taking his hands out to interfere with himself or rescue the little assassin.

Sebat knew this very well. But the fatal thing was...

Even though he understood the current situation, he was unable to make any changes.

Whenever Saibat tried to rush forward and trap the elf swordsman, the opponent would always kick or use his sword to block him back. And if Saibat tried to block the knife for the little assassin instead, he would be even more blocked.

The opponent simply used the sword to draw it back like a ball!

Saibat asked himself that he was not an idiot who was so arrogant that he would be jealous of others. He had always had a clear understanding of his own strength.

He knew that he was indeed inferior to Captain Dagger, but it was not necessarily true that he was completely unstoppable.

If you are competing in an arena environment, you may not be the sure loser if you fight to the death.

Therefore, although Saibat has respect for the young assassin, what he thinks more about is how to continuously improve his strength in this team, so that one day he can stand shoulder to shoulder with Captain Dagger, and even become the right-hand man of the legendary Liuyun!

Yes~

Unfortunately, Saibat is actually a die-hard "Yunduo" [the name Liuyun fans call themselves]. He admires Liu Yifei for being able to start from scratch. At the same time, he also feels that Liu Yifei manages the entire team like a self-disciplined king.

It restrains the members of the entire alliance, allowing them to develop rapidly while trying not to do things that compete for profits with wandering players.

After the team's strength reaches the level of Plague Alliance, Tiger King Hall or Proud Sword Villa, the core leadership's leadership philosophy of "becoming evil" or "becoming good" will largely affect the external performance of the entire team.

Judging from the gentle style displayed by the entire Plague Alliance, coupled with all the past rumors and descriptions of Liu Yun, Saibat couldn't help but be attracted by such "legends", and became a silent and persistent follower of Liu Yifei.

.

Not many people know that this guy is actually obsessed with Liu Yifei, and he never bothers to express his idol and longing for him.

In his opinion, if Liu Yun is really as worthy of worship as he imagined, as long as he works under Captain Dagger and has considerable strength, he will never be ignored by the other party.

Judging from his limited contact experience with Liu Yifei during previous training, Liu Yifei gave him roughly the same feeling as he had in his impression. He was indeed a very approachable "ordinary person". This undoubtedly strengthened Saibat's determination to stand in the Plague Alliance.

One side concept.

Therefore, he also has a feeling of "hoping for it to be stronger and stronger" for this team.

He asked himself that if the team needed it, he could contribute his own strength and even lose the level without fear of death. However, the opponent's repeated disregard at the moment could not help but arouse the anger in Saibat's heart!

It was a naked disregard, as if the only real enemy in the eyes of the opponent was Captain Dagger, and he was just a fly buzzing annoyingly around the battlefield!

Saibat really didn't expect that he would be so ignored one day. When the little assassin used his space jumping ability to sneak up behind the opponent in order to attack secretly, the opponent turned around and fought back without hesitation, which was even more explosive.

The source of all Sebat's anger!

Ignore it?

This is probably the most naked taunt on the battlefield, right?

It was clearly right in front of me... He obviously also held a deadly sharp blade in his hand, but he was ignored by the other party as if it were nothing...

Therefore, the moment the opponent's back was exposed in front of him again, Saibat roared, but for the first time he completely gave up his defense, and pounced on the opponent's back like an angry giant bear!

He will hug the opponent completely this time! Even if he only gets a tenth of a second of attack gap, he will complete a wonderful assist from Captain Dagger!

Ignore?

Hum~

good!

I want you to taste the consequences of ignoring me!

However......

The biting cold light came across at that moment~ It was like the water surface under the moonlight, with a hint of coolness that penetrated the heart!

This is......

Saibat felt enlightened for a moment, and then he finally realized...that was the trajectory of the opponent's sharp blade sweeping across the air...

But how did he do it?

Isn't he...his back turned to me?

However, if you change the angle and look from the direction of the little assassin, you will find that although the elf swordsman maintains a double-sword attack that spins like a top, his eyes are also looking at the ferociousness of the little assassin, but the corner of his mouth...

....There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth!

And that taunt... was actually a eulogy for Saibat~

The elf swordsman had already seen it. Although the three people in front of him were some capable among the younger generation of adventurers, the only one who was truly calm and experienced in the battlefield was the male assassin in front of him.

Not to mention the female assassin before, she was reckless and brave, but not wise enough. As for the one in front of him... the elf swordsman didn't feel it at first. When he realized that the more he turned his attention away from

When the other party pulled away, and the other party looked angrier and wanted to go on a rampage, he couldn't help but have something in mind~

If possible, he would even be sure to kill the two people in front of him in an instant!

Because he knew very well that the moment he "completely ignored" the death warrior, the other party would inevitably reveal his biggest flaw!

And the reality... appeared in front of us only a moment later! And it was just as the elf swordsman had guessed!

In fact, although the other party's attention was indeed mainly focused on the young assassin, it did not completely ignore Saibat.

If it was really just useless cannon fodder, it would have been wiped out by the opponent with a casual blow. How could the Elf Swordsman never find a chance to kill it?

After all, there is an assassin who seems to be quite difficult to deal with watching next to him. If he rushes to kill the death warrior, he might be attacked by the assassin in a sneak attack, which is why the current situation arises.

What the elf swordsman couldn't help but sneered ferociously was that... he really had expected it!

He swung the knife back as if there were eyes on his back. At the same time, he also slashed the little assassin's head with the knife, as if the remaining two masters of the Ghost Razor were going to be broken in his hands in an instant. But at this moment,

A bright silver brilliance but steep

However, it was like a sharp sword that split the night. It pulled out a connecting link between the sky and the earth. The roar of thunder disappeared in an instant, but the destructive and terrifying power fell into dust before the sound. The three people were inexplicably surprised at the scene.

Exploded...

Then, it was like a beating silver snake appeared on the ground, crawled up the ankles of the three people along the ground, and imprisoned all three of them in place!

This is???

The three of them couldn't help but look up at the sky together in astonishment. However, what they saw was a strange sight beyond their imagination!

Under the hazy moonlight, I don't know when there was a person and a horse standing in the void. It seemed like the ghost of a holy beast haunting the moonlight.

However, the blazing red soul flames on the body of the "holy beast" at this moment showed that it was probably not a kind-hearted holy beast, and the cold and scattered soul power like death was like something more evil and terrifying than the bone dragon.

The ferocious giant beast looked down at the earth, causing everyone who appeared in this world to tremble and wail from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were going to kneel down and worship in the next moment~

The moment he saw the undead nightmare, the elf swordsman's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently!

As a fighter who has lived a long life and is always at the peak of battle, his perception of power has already reached the point where he can barely notice it. Almost as soon as he noticed the opponent's existence, he instinctively realized... that

He is a legendary level super being!

Legend level......

It can be said that this is the goal that he has been working tirelessly for throughout his life!

As a former genius who inexplicably lost his soul power, it can be said that the elf swordsman's half-life efforts are to break the damn curse of fate and be promoted from the spiritual level to the legendary level!

In the lower stages, every transformation of strength and improvement of personal realm is accompanied by a fresh start like a rebirth. Although the transition period of strength is generally not long, the strong can quickly restore his strength to its peak state.

But that is also a dangerous period after all. If you are not careful, you may be seriously injured or even completely wiped out by the enemy before your strength has grown or recovered!

However, the stage after the spiritual level is different~

After that, the individual's power progress has separated from the stage of recasting the soul. Each improvement can be said to be the baptism of the soul or an improvement in the understanding of the world and the origin of power. Therefore, from the spiritual level onwards, every improvement

The level will no longer fall below the bottom line of strength. Instead, it will be a complete improvement based on the original strength!

The basic attributes have completely leapt forward, the soul authority, and the power level have soared out of thin air. It can be said that it is the moment of "enlightenment". It is the moment when an individual's power changes qualitatively!

At that moment... the elf swordsman has been dreaming about for half his life~

However, the curse of that abominable fate prevented him from even realizing the power of his soul, let alone how to upgrade to the legendary level?

And precisely because of this, when seeing any legendary level...especially the legendary level whose basic strength is not as good as his own appearing in front of him, the elf swordsman will always become extremely impulsive and crazy.

Every time, there is always a feeling that I can't help but draw my sword and let the more noble opponent feel my power!

What is very unfortunate is that... the undead nightmare standing in the sky seems to be a legendary existence whose basic strength is not as good as his own. At this moment, the elf swordsman almost feels that this night is his long-term destiny.

A "return gift" after torturing myself~

Otherwise, why would you give yourself so many excellent sacrifices?

The feeling of killing them one by one... would definitely be much more satisfying than fighting with wild beasts in the Sighing Mountains...

Naturally, both the young assassin and Saibat saw a man and a horse in the sky, but Saibat looked around inexplicably, while the elf swordsman's attention was all focused on the undead mount that exuded terrifying power, and only

There was a little assassin... The little assassin was stunned for a moment when he saw the mount. Then he looked up and saw the unexpected person... and then the shock turned into

Almost infinite joy!

And almost at the same time, the sound of thunder suddenly sounded loudly in the sky!

At this time, many people on the battlefield discovered that at some point, a group of extremely thick dark clouds appeared over the battlefield, almost completely covering up the original moonlight!

If it were in the past, such climate change would have aroused everyone's curiosity. However, the artillery fire and light on the battlefield can be said to have mixed the battlefield into chaos, and no one would dare to desert during the fierce battle.

Those who watched the sky at night did not realize that thunderclouds had gathered above everyone's heads until there was a loud thunder.

Is it...going to rain?

Many players among the elves were suddenly stunned, but the situation was obviously not as weird as they expected~

As thunder roared in the sky, three more thunder snakes suddenly descended. Like three sword blades, they were pointed straight at the young assassin and three other people who were "in a daze" in the open area outside the city~

Just as they were watching the violent thunder that seemed to have the power to destroy the world was about to hit the heads of the three of them, the three silver snakes unexpectedly merged in mid-air in a barely spaced manner. Finally, they condensed into a silvery beam as thick as a bucket.

Brontosaurus!

this!!!

The three people present were stunned by this miraculous technique~

Even the little assassin who "thought he knew the other party" couldn't help but be stunned!

We haven’t seen each other for about a week, right?

how......

Why is it such a powerful killing move?

But the expression of the elf swordsman finally changed, as if he finally realized that what appeared in the air was not an undead war horse. And although the being on the back of the war horse did not have the powerful aura of even the spirit level, this hand alone

The power of the thunder was enough to make his eyebrows jump~

So at the next moment, I heard him yell "Hey", but he actually used his strength to break free from the constraints of the power grid on the ground!

The previous blow was not a tentative AoE range attack, but a powerful lightning-type restriction technique that could trap the enemy within a range, even trapping the elf swordsman without preparation.

However, at this moment, the air elemental shield on the opponent's body exploded, instantly dispersing the dense lightning chains scattered under his knees, and without stopping, the man's arrows shot out more than ten meters in one step, as if

It’s like teleporting!

However......

The silver thunder dragon, which was about to hit the elf swordsman where he originally stood, and then hit the young assassin and the other two, suddenly fell under the shocked and speechless gazes of the young assassin and Saibat.

He turned a corner! He actually passed between the two of them and chased the elf swordsman in the direction in which he was escaping!!!

this......

Magic actually turns a corner???

Not to mention Saibat. Even the "well-informed" little assassin couldn't help but froze on the spot, just watching blankly as the thunder dragon flew past him, and then slightly scorched the broken hair on his forehead~

This... how strong is Sister Xuelan now?

Could it be that he has turned into another monster like Brother Yun?

The little assassin thought so horribly.

At this moment, appearing in mid-air on the battlefield, it was Xue Lan who came to the rescue riding Sertoras!

And the elf swordsman obviously didn't expect that the opponent's magic attack would be locked and tracked. He couldn't help but grit his teeth at the moment, and had no choice but to insert a long sword in his hand into the ground behind him with a "crack" sound, and he continued to flee forward~

Even if he knew that the crazy thunder would not seriously injure him...but it was an indisputable fact that he was not wearing any anti-magic armor. If he was hit, he would probably lose his skin~

After all, the lightning element contained in this thunder dragon is far stronger than the imagination of the elf swordsman. Although it is inconsistent with the power aura revealed by the opponent... but it is correct that it cannot be touched~

And almost at the same time that the elf swordsman dropped the long sword in his hand, the thunder dragon almost rushed to kill him in an instant, and then he couldn't escape the attraction of the metal long blade. With a loud bang, all of them were killed.

All the power was poured into the long sword, and instantly a cloud of smoke and dust exploded on the spot!

Even if the earth is always a good conductor of lightning, it can absorb a huge amount of lightning elements in an instant and have no time to spread them around, still causing the land here to implode and erupt. The amount of smoke and dust raised in that moment can even

The fleeing elf swordsmen were startled, thinking to themselves that what they felt was indeed correct. The magic content in the strange lightning attack was probably far higher than the normal standard of advanced lightning magic...

Expert level powerful lightning spell?

But it doesn’t look like it~

The guy on the back of the Undead Nightmare feels like he is definitely below the spiritual level in terms of power, and he doesn't cast spells or curses very much. How can he cast expert-level powerful magic instantly?

Something weird!

Moreover, how could such a guy subjugate a legendary undead war horse and make it willing to become the opponent's mount?

It's just so weird...

However, just when the Elf Swordsman was in shock and hesitating whether to go out and continue to pursue the opponent, Xue Lan gave the retreat order to the little assassin through the friend channel without hesitation. The little assassin was not polite and immediately

All personnel issued a retreat order. Even the remaining undead summons were abandoned, and they all launched a devastating suicide attack on the city defense facilities in Biquan City opposite~

Under the cover of continuous booms and explosions and the chaos of the battle, the remaining members of the Ghost Razor Squad retreated together with all the heroic units, and soon disappeared under the boundless night...

"What? Let them run away?

Hum~

They are indeed a bunch of trash. They can't even handle such a small thing..."

"Master~ What should we do next? Do we want to continue to implement the plan?"

"Of course~ Although the failure to eliminate the opponent's cutting-edge force as much as possible is a bit beyond my expectation...but it doesn't matter, this is probably the only skill of those losers, right?

It would be nice if you could help me guard Biquan City. If it is lost there, it would be really troublesome, huh..."

"Yes, Master, I understand~

So, are there any other instructions?"

"No more~ You go down first..."

Oh, by the way, let those losers be smarter tonight and arrange more people to stand guard. After all, the enemy may come back again.

If anything happens again in the middle of the night, you can tell them all to get out!

Okay, let’s go~”

"Yes, Master~"

The old man wearing a straight butler's uniform habitually bowed and backed away. However, at this moment, the originally empty hall was no longer as deserted as before.

At some point, two people appeared in the living room where Michael was alone - one was as handsome as a beautiful young man from ancient Greek mythology, and the other was nearly 1.9 meters tall, as tall as a wall.

The wall stands quietly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

A middle-aged man admiring the moon with his head... What's strange is that his tall and straight figure looks like a soldier in his prime, which gives people a lot of pressure. But his sideburns are already clearly covered with hair.

, it makes people difficult to judge his specific age for a while...

"Haha~ What's wrong? Looking at your face... you really think I'm right, right? Is your territory being taken over?"

The new handsome young man was not polite. While poking Michael's sore foot, he got to the bar with familiarity and poured himself a glass of Remy Martin. Then he sat down on the sofa again comfortably.

Down.

"Don't come~

If my territory is really cut off, I'm afraid you will be one of those who rejoice in the misfortune, right?

But speaking of it...who asked you to bring other people here? And you brought them here without introducing them to me as the master. Isn't this too rude?"

After receiving the news that Biquan City was severely damaged, but his opponent finally escaped safely, Michael was not as angry as he imagined. He just shook his head and sneered, and turned to care about some "insignificant" things~

"Oh! That's right! Look at my brain~

Since I recently started to build my territory, I have to deal with a lot of problems, and my mind is in a mess all day long. I often lose sight of things. I wonder if Alzheimer's disease has come early...

Come on, let me introduce you. This is Uncle Duvid. You may not have heard of him, but he is somewhat famous in the game. Haha, Odin Ganon! I wonder if you have heard of him?

But when I think about it, you, a guy with little knowledge, just stares at your elves’ one-third of an acre of land all day long. I’m afraid you haven’t heard of Uncle Odin’s name, right?”

"Cut~

No matter how ignorant I am, how could I not have heard of the name ‘Light of Punishment’?

Besides, I got mixed up with a bad guy like you. How could I not pay attention?

But it’s really beyond my expectation. I didn’t expect that Mr. Duweide... would actually... take the liberty to ask, have you ever been a soldier before?"

Michael turned his attention to the back of the tall figure in front of the independent floor-to-ceiling window. He asked a unnecessary question as if he wanted to break the other person's silence.

"Haha~ That was a long time ago. I participated in the Third World War...but there's nothing much to say. He was just a soldier who was lucky enough to come back intact from the battlefield. It's not worth mentioning.

~

In contrast, I didn't expect that Mr. Flanrit and Mr. Michael are old acquaintances in reality... It seems that the world is indeed much smaller than we expected.

Ah~"

Odin Cannon turned around and smiled, and the majestic aura as cold as steel on his body disappeared in an instant. He only briefly mentioned his own life experience, and the names of the other two people were completely the same as their in-game IDs...

.Obviously he doesn’t want to talk too much about real-life problems, which makes Michael feel relieved~

To be honest, the second generation like them, who were born with a golden key in their mouths, had already seen all the important people they should know and know.

Even if there are occasional omissions, they will usually communicate privately among peers to avoid unintentional offense and conflicts in various life gatherings.

After all, the more wealthy and powerful people are, the more they are afraid of provoking people they cannot afford to offend. Once they get into trouble, it is not so clean to get rid of it~

As for the Odin Cannon in front of us, although he is indeed somewhat famous in the game, especially in the human kingdom of Dickwell, he is even more famous than Franret, the chairman of the Holy Alliance, but in reality

Zhong probably is still just a passerby.

Not only did Michael not have such a person in his mind at all, but even his old butler showed no sign at all after seeing him~

After all, as his personal butler, the old butler knows all the information he needs to know to ensure that he will not be left in the dark when the little master needs it.

And if you don't even know him...then there's probably nothing noteworthy about this Odin Cannon.

Apart from the cold and hard temperament that is unique to soldiers in him, this person may be a person that Michael would consider a waste of time even if he takes a second look at it. If it were not for the man in front of him, Franrit, he would probably never be killed.

It’s hard to get to Michael...

However, no matter what, the inexplicable bringing of an unimportant "outsider" into his home still made Michael quite dissatisfied with Franrit's arbitrary behavior.

In fact, Michael is one of those arrogant beings in the second-generation circle. He has always looked down upon lowly common people and even considered them "lower people". He would do anything but flatter others.

They try their best to please beings like themselves, so that they can reward them with more money and mundane things [mostly refers to women]~

only......

The Odin Cannon in front of him has clearly seen the luxurious and huge villa like a castle in his home. But he still shows a lack of interest, and he doesn't seem to be interested in having a relationship with him... Could it be that he is playing hard to get?

I have to say that Michael is somewhat interested in Odin Ganon at this moment~ This person seems to be more interesting than he seems...

"Ahem~~~"

At this time, Franrette next to him coughed suddenly and said meaningfully:

"What? Michael, this is what you do as a master?

The guest's hand is still empty, don't you want to give him a drink or something?

We are still friends, so I won't be polite, but you don't want Mr. Odin to stand like this all the time, do you?

I can tell you. He is now my senior ally, and he is on an equal footing with me. Although he holds the title of Chairman to me, but if you really want to talk about it, Mr. Odin's reputation in the Dickwell Kingdom is...

You are even more powerful than me, so don’t neglect me~

Otherwise, the next cooperation...

Haha~

But it’s not me alone who has the final say~”

When Franrete mentioned this, Michael's eyebrows raised involuntarily~

Is this actually the case?

This was really beyond Michael's expectation.

He originally thought that the leader of the Holy Alliance was Franret, and Odin Cannon was just an errand boy or official representative. From this point of view... the other party was actually Franret's partner.

?

But it doesn’t make sense~

Franret has never had the habit of teaming up with incompetent guys, and the Odin Cannon in front of him doesn't look like he has much wealth. Even his formal attire looks like an old suit that he has worn for many years.

Well, if it weren't for the unique temperament that held him up, he would have looked much more shabby~

Such people...

Can he actually become Franret's "partner"?

However, with this thought in his mind, Michael stood up in a familiar manner, apologized, and turned around to get the wine.

However, Odin Cannon finally stopped Michael and said that he did not drink. If it was really not too troublesome... then just give him a cup of tea. Or coffee would also be fine.

Naturally, Michael didn't really want to take a dip in person, so he just gave instructions to the servants waiting outside the door. The three of them turned to the topic...

"How many people did Liu Yun send this time?"

"It's not possible to count for the time being, but at least I am sure that more than twenty people have come over... It is said that they are all extraordinary, and the battle that took place in Biquan City tonight was caused by them. Judging from the current situation,

He seems to be really capable~"

"A bit capable?

Ha~

That's just the people you hired from outside who are useless, right?

Hahahaha~~~

To be honest, you are really stupid. Even though your territory is poorly managed, you don't even have the framework of a core army. Now you are still doing things like hiring people to fight.

Hey hey~

I said that our Lord Michael would never want to do this kind of good thing of hiring people to fight in the future, right?

If this is the case, then it would be better to hire people from our Holy Alliance from now on. We happen to have a lot of manpower over there, but the commission is... Hehe~ you know~"

“Don’t be careless with me~

There are quite a few people in your Holy Alliance, but your country in Dickwell is not monolithic, right?

If I remember correctly, don't you still have that difficult guy from Tiger King Hall?

Hey~

Although the player guilds in China have people of all kinds, it is undeniable that they do have a lot of people, and in the early stages of the game, more people means more power. They are not opponents that you can easily ignore, right?"

Michael couldn't help but sneered.

"It's okay, it's okay~

The tiger without its claws can't run around for much longer.

In fact, if it weren't for the agreement with Emperor Aojian, I would have been killed by that useless tiger~

Humph, fight with me?

Does he really think that our Holy Alliance can't even deal with them?

Those idiots offended too many people at the beginning. When things were going smoothly, no one dared to jump out and openly disobey them. But as a series of things happened later, and we restrained them from the front, now they are in a lot of trouble.

There are as many fleas as there are on dogs. Even if we don’t take action, they won’t have a good life for a few days~

Hahahaha~

Speaking of which, Emperor Aojian and those guys are really treacherous! They even plot against their own people!

I think it won't be long before he may propose a proposal to acquire Tiger King Hall, right?

I’m really curious about the grand occasion when the Chinese people beat their own people~~~”

Franrit took a deep sip of the wine in the glass and couldn't help but indulge in amusement.

"No~ I'm not sure yet."

At this time, Odin Ganon, who was sitting silently on the sidelines, suddenly interrupted.

"The relationship between the Chinese people has been the most troublesome and difficult-to-understand interpersonal relationship proposition in the world since ancient times. The frequency of separation and recombination is so fast that we cannot even understand it.

Although it seems that Aojian Villa intends to annex Tiger King Hall this time. But it is hard to say whether it will really be possible.

After all, there are four major dynasty families in their country, which can be regarded as representing their first-tier online gaming strength in China.

Aojian Villa and Tiger King Hall are each one of them. However, if Aojian Villa can annex Tiger King Hall, it will definitely take a step forward and become the strongest one with an absolute advantage! The other two may not be happy to see this happen, so even if

We also don’t care about the half-disabled Tiger King Hall, but the story behind this incident may not be as simple as we imagined..."

"Hey~ who knows~

But before, I heard Emperor Aojian say that he was full of confidence, and he is an out-and-out Chinese, so he must know his compatriots better than us, right?

Since he reassures us... he probably has some trump cards~

Anyway, let's just watch the show.

If the Tiger King Hall is merged by the people of Aojian Villa, according to the agreement, they will completely withdraw from the Dickwell Kingdom. By then, Dickwell will be the world of our Holy Alliance. In short, we can finally live a comfortable life~"

But Franrit didn't seem to care very much. He lazily curled up on the sofa and stretched out.

When he heard what he said, Michael's eyes suddenly lit up. He couldn't help but asked with some joy:

"So, you've all been relatively empty recently?

Then have you brought over all the elites from the alliance?

Very good!

If you have the help of your elites, I don’t have to worry about Liu Yun’s subordinates being saved this time..."

"No. Michael, you are thinking too much~"

However, before the excited Michael could finish his sexual act, Franrit interrupted him with a serious face:

"Although we have a secret agreement with Aojian Villa, how can we completely trust those Chinese people?

In fact~

The main force of our mercenaries and player corps are still in the Kingdom of Dickwell. After all, now is the time to pursue the dungeon forces, and we also have some ways to gain military glory on a large scale, so we cannot let it go to waste.

At the same time, in addition to leaving necessary troops to prevent a sudden sneak attack from the Chinese side...hehe~

A lot of reforms have been carried out within the player corps, and now some finishing work is being done, and it cannot be interrupted at will..."

"Ahem~~~"

While Franret was talking enthusiastically, Odin Canon, who was sitting next to him, suddenly coughed, and Franret's words stopped almost immediately.

"Um... that... haha~ I talk too much. I talked too much. If I talk too much, I will punish myself with a drink~"

As he said that, Franrit didn't care whether the two people next to him meant to punish him. He picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. Then he curled his neck and savored the aftertaste of the strong drink~

"Huh~~~

I said your wine is really strong! Hey, it's much more interesting than the ones my old man hides.

I just said too much, just pretend you didn’t hear me~

But the general meaning is that we didn’t bring too many troops here, and only some of the elite came with us this time.”

"Hmph, then you are of no use at all?

I’ve been talking for a long time but it’s all nonsense...” (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!


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