Jia Zhengjin suddenly fell silent when he learned that the ninth-level powerhouse was so terrifying. In this case, what was the use of his plan?
It would be okay if there was only one ninth level strong man coming. Asking the Elf King to take action should be able to stop him.
But if all the ninth-level powerhouses from the four empires are dispatched, then even if all the elves are mobilized, they may not be able to resist. After all, no matter how strong the Elf King is, he cannot fight several of them by himself! Moreover, there are different levels of ninth-level powerhouses, and Jia Zhengjin doesn’t know that either.
How powerful is the Elf King, a ninth-level powerhouse, compared to the ninth-level powerhouses from the four empires?
"In this case, wouldn't all defenses be in vain?" Jia Zhengjin felt very bad, "Even if we build the Principality of Hales into an iron wall, what will it do?"
"Lord Keen, don't worry!" General Mark said, "For a ninth-level powerhouse, a demigod-like figure, all defenses are in vain. Our defensive measures are aimed at the coalition forces and major resistance forces! In
In the eyes of those ninth-level powerhouses, we are all like ants, and they don’t bother to take action at all. They will only look for enemies who are equal or stronger than them, such as the dragon! Allmat, the Lord of Storms of the Retman Empire
, Earth Sword God Piros of the Kabasi Empire, Hill, the Light Apostle of the Charman Empire, and Chelsea, the Flame Sky of the Blue Flame Empire, are all beings with noble moral character. At least on the surface, they will always be maintained.
A tall and benevolent figure. Therefore, we set up our defenses and they look for their dragons, and there will be no conflict!"
"Are you talking about the guy I left outside?" Jia Zhengjin was referring to the fake dragon. He thought to himself that the fake one would know the authenticity at a glance, so what's the use?
Mark laughed: "Lord Keen has contact with the Dragon Clan again, so why worry? Although they are both ninth-level strong men, the Dragon Clan can fight against real gods. Even if all the strong men from the four empires appear, then
It’s also hard to beat!”
Jia Zhengjin said in his heart that I still have seven... Oh, no! Now there are eight ninth-level monsters! You know that the four empires may send ninth-level powerful ones, so it is better to bring them out in advance. But then I thought about it.
, it’s probably useless! Those guys don’t seem to listen to me at all, so it’s useless even if they say it, right?
It seems that it is better to leave Bolivia as soon as possible and stay in Holy Dragon City. At least it will be safer!
He can only deal with ordinary armies now, and it will be difficult to fight against large armies. He can only use some tricks to divide the opponent and weaken the strength of the coalition forces.
It's all Connie's fault for that cheating dragon. If it weren't for her, she could develop in the World of Warcraft Forest with peace of mind, and the most that would come would be the Xiongfeng Empire. As long as it develops slowly and waits for super high-tech missiles, robots, etc., then
He may not be afraid of the so-called ninth-level strong men.
So what if the ninth-level warriors are powerful? You have forbidden spells that can destroy the world, but I can't fight back with overwhelming missiles?
Unfortunately, all we can do now is think about it. Once a real ninth-level powerhouse appears, we can only hope that the eight ninth-level monsters will help, or that Connie, the initiator of everything, can come back soon.
While she was worried, Lewis slowly walked in from outside the hall. With her, there were five teenage boys.
"Grandpa!" Lewis took the five boys to the palace hall and first greeted his grandfather Mark.
"Oh! Have you brought everyone here?" General Mark glanced at these children and nodded immediately.
After Lewis said hello to his grandfather, he took the boys to the bottom of the steps and asked them to stand side by side facing Jia Zhengjin.
Jia Zhengjin was thinking about things when he suddenly found a group of little boys in front of him. He looked at Lewis with some confusion: "What's going on? What do these children do?"
"Lord Keane," Lewis replied respectfully immediately after hearing the question, "The person on my left is the Marquis of Chico. He is 9 years old. He is the half-brother of the Grand Duke of Troy and the theoretical heir!"
"The younger brother of the Grand Duke of Troy?" Jia Zhengjin suddenly understood that these should be candidates for the next Grand Duke of the Principality of Hales!
"This is Viscount Daquet, 11 years old. His father, Marquis Tagg, is the uncle of the Archduke of Troy!" Lewis said, "Then there is Viscount Aloy, he is the younger brother of Viscount Daquet, 10 years old! Then
Over there are the 8-year-old Baron Farley and the 9-year-old Baron Fulin. They are also indirectly related by blood to the former Grand Duke, the biological father of the Grand Duke of Troy! These five are all candidates with the right to inherit. I specially put them
I brought it here just to ask Lord Keen to select a suitable successor to the new Grand Duke!"
"You can just decide this kind of thing on your own, why are you looking for me?" Jia Zhengjin said displeased, "I said I don't want to deal with these things, you can just let all officials vote together! Whoever gets more votes will be the Grand Duke!
"
"Lord Keen, this is a decision jointly made by all our Bolivian officials and members of the nobility. Please give me some face!" General Mark stood up and laughed, "These five children are all good and qualified!
But who is the most suitable person to be the Grand Duke must be announced by you personally, don’t you think so?"
As soon as General Mark finished speaking, all the civil and military ministers and members of the nobility in the palace hall responded in unison. It seemed that they had already been discussed in advance!
"Say hello to Lord Keen!" Lewis said to the five boys, "One of you can inherit the position of Grand Duke and get the support of Holy Dragon City. Lord Keen will decide your future, hurry up
!”
When Lewis finished speaking, four boys were still confused, looking at Jia Zhengjin at a loss, without making any move. However, one of the boys took a decisive step forward, quickly knelt down on one knee, raised his head and said loudly: "Hailes
Baron Farley Bordonna of the duchy has met Lord Keen!"
"Oh?" Jia Zhengjin was stunned. He really didn't expect that among these children, Farley, the youngest at only 8 years old, was not timid and was the first to stand up when the other brothers were in a daze.
This child is so clever! He glanced at the other children. The Marquis of Chico and the Viscount of Daquet still looked nervous and could not say anything. On the other hand, the Viscount of Heroy and the Baron of Fulin reacted and took a step forward hesitantly.
, follow Farley’s example and say hello to him.
Of course, Jia Zhengjin personally likes Baron Farley. This kid is the youngest in his grade but the most courageous. He has no stage fright at all. He is born with a temperament that is different from other children.
"You really want me to choose?" Jia Zhengjin looked around and looked at all the civil and military ministers here.
"Lord Keen, please make a decision!" Led by General Mark, all the ministers responded one after another.
