"Could it be the legendary [Circle of Truth] that gives the Marquis the confidence to compete with the Duke?"
Hearing this, in the chaotic hall, a kingdom representative wearing a scarlet mask spoke with some confusion.
"Circle of Truth?"
After looking at the person who asked the question, the Marquis envoy slowly shook his head.
"The specific name of the force cannot be disclosed publicly for the time being, but what I can assure you is that the force we are cooperating with will only be stronger than the Circle of Truth!"
Hearing this, almost everyone had doubts in their eyes, and only Anvis nodded in agreement.
Indeed, in terms of hard power, Circle of Truth is really not that strong.
"Don't believe it? Well, in order to dispel your doubts, we have specially prepared sufficient proof."
Anticipating everyone's reaction, the messenger smiled and suddenly took off the half-black, half-silver mask on his face.
As he moved, everyone could clearly see that a large number of extremely complex magic lines were densely covered behind the mask, which seemed to be some kind of powerful sealing measure.
And when the mask was taken off, an extremely strange and powerful aura suddenly emitted from the messenger's body.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, the messenger suddenly inserted his right hand deeply into his face, as if taking out an item from the locker, and slowly pulled out a slightly illusory crimson cup.
The moment this cup appeared, a strange feeling of restlessness and boiling filled the entire banquet hall.
The melody of the music became crazy, the air was tainted with a faint crimson, a faint sweet smell of blood filled the environment, and seductive whispers sounded from the bottom of everyone's hearts.
The faces of the people on the stage gradually became distorted. They twisted their bodies crazily, and at the same time grabbed their own and other people's limbs, leaving bloody traces.
But they didn't seem to feel anything about it. Under the multiple effects of the magic potion and the breath of the red cup, even the pain turned into extreme pleasure.
Representatives of many forces nearby were also shocked by this change, and were inevitably affected by the strange cup.
His breath became turbid and thick, and his eyes turned a faint scarlet red, as if he would turn into a beast the next moment and join the beast-like crowd on the stage.
Only the deputy leader of [Starfire], Shute, opened his mental shield in time to protect the three weaker people behind him and prevent them from being negatively affected.
At the same time, Anvis, who was watching, suddenly felt that there seemed to be a source of absorbing the power of desire once again in the field. There was some unknown thing that was like the center of a whirlpool, pulling the power of desire in the entire field.
Compared to his nascent seed of desire, this cup's ability to control the power of desire is obviously much stronger. The difference in suction power between the two is almost equivalent to the difference between a bathroom floor drain and a sewer.
As the power of desire continued to pour in, liquid as bright as ruby suddenly began to condense from the bottom of the cup, which was the crystallization of the power of desire with an astonishing concentration.
When Anwes discovered all this, the envoy turned his head instantly and looked in his direction with a dull expression. The gaze was not like a living person at all, as if there was some kind of higher-level existence through his body, interacting with him.
Anvis looked at each other.
At this moment, Anvis suddenly felt that the desire in his heart began to grow uncontrollably and crazily.
But at the next moment, the seeds of desire in his mental space began to rotate on their own, absorbing and clearing away all these weed-like desires.
Noticing this situation, the 'Messenger' raised his hand expressionlessly and pointed it in the direction of Anvis, as if he was about to make some kind of attack.
However, just when Anvis was about to face this sudden battle, the mask in the envoy's hand suddenly floated up automatically, and then quickly re-attached to the envoy's face like some kind of preset program.
The next moment, the messenger's vision regained clarity. He glanced in the direction of Anvis with some fear, then put down his hand and nodded in the direction of Anvis, indicating that he was not hostile.
At this time, the liquid in the cup is already more than half full, and the scarlet cup body becomes more vivid. If you stare at it for a little longer, it will give people an evil feeling like a living thing.
As the messenger took back the cup, the newly formed fanatical atmosphere in the venue began to slowly subside and returned to its previous state.
Only the faint scent of blood in the air still reminded them of the strange scene that had just happened here.
"That cup...what an evil and terrifying power..."
Staring blankly at the various despicable scenes around them, even though they were protected by Shute, Alyssa, Roach and Matt still looked pale, and were a little nauseated by the rich and sweet smell of blood in the air.
However, Shute himself didn't react much, he just frowned slightly due to the power of the cup.
"How is it, everyone, have you felt the great power of the gods?"
As the shadow of the cup returned to his body, the envoy opened his hands and looked at the representatives of the forces who were just waking up from a dream.
At this moment, his own strength level has risen significantly. Originally, he was only a seventh-level person, but now, his aura has climbed to a level that even Shute can't see through.
"After doing so much, I just want to tell you that unlike those false gods of the church, there are real gods standing behind us.
There is no need to be afraid or doubtful, in this war, we will definitely win the final victory! As long as you join our camp, you can also hope to obtain this great power!"
"If any force is willing to join our camp, you can leave your mark on this alliance contract now.
Your Majesty the Marquis will pay a price that satisfies you. In addition, the earlier you join us, the richer the rewards you will receive."
As he spoke, the envoy took out a strange scarlet magic contract. The surface of the paper seemed to be flowing with blood, but it turned into gas the moment it dripped and reintegrated into the contract.
Looking at the envoy with an excited tone, everyone's eyes flickered.
They really saw the envoy's strange increase in strength. If the Marquis had such power, it would be really difficult to predict the outcome of this war.
After a moment of silence, representatives from several small and medium-sized kingdoms in the Federation and some small nobles from the Glory Alliance chose to sign the magic agreement with the envoy.
They are the first group of people to boldly try to take advantage of the situation, and they are also the stepping stone for other top federal forces. If there is indeed no problem, then more major federal forces will follow quickly like sharks that smell the smell of blood.
After carefully reading the contents of the agreement, Shute also chose to sign the contract.
Although it looks evil on the outside, there are no loopholes in the contract and there are very few restrictions. It only requires them not to attack the forces of the marquis and their allies, and not to help the camps of the four major families of the empire in any way.
This kind of contract is a special insurance, specially designed to avoid ordinary prophecy school spells.
Prophecy magic is not omnipotent. If it involves special powers of extremely high status, it can easily be confused.
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