166. Chapter 164 The trumpet sound sweeping the continent
Chapter 164 The horn that swept across the continent
Imrik did not talk nonsense and raised his hand to point at the British king: "Slavery."
The king's huge body floated into the air, his face was ferocious, as if possessed by a devil. The two guards in the room were so scared that they pulled out the muskets at their waists when they saw this scene.
Just as they were about to take action, Imrik ordered the Shattered Magic Crystal to use its dominant power and control the two guards.
"My Lord. What are you doing?" Bishop Samuel asked stammeringly when he saw the scene in front of him.
He didn't know what Imrik's actions were for, and offended the British king. As a godlike being, Imrik might not be afraid, but he would suffer endlessly in the British Empire and even the entire world.
Endless wanted.
Imrik didn't speak, and a few seconds later, the British king fell from the air to the ground. After he returned to his mind, he saw Imrik and kneeled his huge body to the ground with great respect and worship.
In his tone, he said, "My Lord."
Bishop Seimir looked at everything in shock, and he probably guessed what Imri was doing.
It is worthy of being a power like God. It is a terrible power to modify human will and soul at will.
Imrik nodded and said, "Samuel, from now on, you two must work together to build a stronger force for me as soon as possible. I believe that with the help of the King of England, this will be for you.
It shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Bishop Samuel looked at Imrik's inquiry eyes and swallowed. He knew that if he could not succeed like this, he would probably be completely abandoned by the other party.
He nodded quickly and said, "Don't worry, my Lord. I will definitely include the whole world in the scope of your kingdom of God on earth."
Imrik nodded with satisfaction, and then he said to the British King of England: "Next, you will follow Samuel's arrangement. When I am not here, Samuel will be in full power to command me."
Then, his figure disappeared again. He started a plane trip and returned to the Feren continent.
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The next day, Imrik was about to set off to the Lord's Mansion to attend the Sword Bay Summit.
When he was about to go out, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
The sudden change in the wind brings a strange sense of uneasiness, a feeling similar to the drop in air pressure before a deadly storm, or the feeling of a faint vibration in a distant landslide or earthquake.
Imrik was not the only one to notice, the city around him suddenly became extremely quiet, with no dog barking or bird chirping, and even street vendors were silent.
A long horn sounded, crossing the Supreme Plain, crossing the ridge of the world, and descending on the Sword Bay.
"What's going on, Klin Sinipen." Imrik asked with a serious expression. He did not believe that such a strange phenomenon was a coincidence. There must be some area at least enough to cover the Deep Water City, or a larger area.
The paranormal phenomenon happened.
"I don't know much about me, but the vision with such a large range is probably not simple." The Broken Demon Crystal said hesitantly.
Imrik disappeared and appeared in the lord's mansion. At this time, the galleries outside were filled with nobles participating in fierce debates, and the guards were wearing uniforms of various northern city-states.
They were all discussing the vision that just happened, and most people thought it was a warning, a demonstration of the Dragon Witch Cult.
Imrik walked through the crowd, led by the guards through the gallery, and entered the secret conference room, which was filled with a large number of prominent figures from the North, with gloomy faces and arguing loudly with each other.
"I will never allow you to destroy the dragon eggs! Even the colored dragon is a part of the natural order!" A representative of the emerald green garden pounded the tabletop loudly, blushing his face and roaring thickly.
A mage in a robe also retorted loudly that he was the ambassador of Silver Moon City and the Thunderblade Tarn Knob.
"Draan Winter Hunting! The threats of Dragon Witch Cult and Colored Dragons are far beyond your imagination! Don't bring your bullshit balance here. If we return the dragon eggs, will your green and idle garden cause the consequences?
bear!"
The representative of the green and leisure garden was choked up for a moment. He really could not bear the consequences of the colorful dragon attacking the town.
Thunder-controlling Tarn continued to flash a trace of disdain in his eyes and continued to say to the others present: "I think the dragon egg is an important means for us to trade with the colored dragon, even if the Dragon Witch Cult gives a lot of wealth to order those colored dragons to execute it.
In attacks, we can also negotiate with the Colored Dragon through blackmail.”
"Even colored dragons must pay attention to the existence of dragon eggs!"
At this time, Kelben walked to Imrik's side, and he said with interest: "How about it, it's quite interesting to see these people quarrel."
Imrik chuckled, knowing that Kelben was just a pleasure in suffering. As the overlord of the North and the ruler of Deep Water City, he had to face this dilemma that satisfies all forces every day.
"You got a batch of colored dragon eggs?" A trace of calculation flashed in Imrik's eyes.
Kelben said helplessly: "Yes, that group of adventurers intercepted a batch of dragon eggs from the Dragon Witch Cult in the secret dragon breeding farm in Zhilu Town. It was such a hot potato. It was not to send it back, nor was it to ruin it.
.”
Imrik couldn't help but feel a hint of desire in his heart. A batch of colored dragon eggs were priceless, and he didn't know if he had the chance to get them.
At the meeting, many forces did not reach an agreement on the Dragon Egg issue and could only temporarily put it aside and enter the next issue.
Kelben returned to the main position at this time and said majesticly: "I think everyone has heard the sound of the horn just now. This level of power must be at least at the level of a magical weapon, and we must face it seriously."
At this time, a masked female lord of Deep Water City stood up and said to everyone: "I think I know what that is."
"Drake's Horn." The woman said word by word.
"The disturbance felt on the Sword Coast is the Drake's horn-an ancient device whose sound warns the dragon through Feren, and the big thing is unfolding. The dragon cannot tell the meaning of the message, but they can hear it clearly,
Understand it and will eventually respond to its call.”
"Oh? How did you know?" asked Urd Ravengard, commander of the Borde Gate.
The woman choked up for a moment and finally said, "Sorry, I can't tell the source of the information."
Iron-handed Paladin Antal Frum said with a skeptical look: "If you haven't lie to us, why should you sneak up and not tell us the source of information for us to verify it."
The woman's face was ashen under the mask, but she still kept silent. The news was known from her husband, an ancient bronze dragon, who did not want to reveal her husband's identity.