Chapter 380

The hot sun season is over, and the breeze on the mountain roads is a little cold, which is in line with the scene of the falling autumn season. Occasionally, you can see the gags floating in the air.

It has been some time since the outbreak of the plague. To everyone's surprise, after a strange outbreak, the whole plague land fell into silence, surrounded by a green fog that no strangers can enter, and a continuous dead breath affected the surrounding area.

The Valoran collar, which showed absolute power in this changed hometown, triggered discussions among the nobles sitting on the platform. They were extremely frightened and afraid of the rapid rise of modrian.

But the eyes are also a bit more playful, just like watching an opera worthy of attention.

This is a struggle between legendary forces.

It was the struggle between the varante royal family and modrian, which did not affect most of the nobles and had little relationship with them.

Regardless of the final outcome, both the stoke Kingdom and the Valoran Kingdom need their nobles to help manage the people in the territory.

From the now secluded Valoran collar, we know that the situation within the kingdom is unstable.

Most nobles speculated that if it had not been for the outbreak of the plague, the secret struggle between the varante royal family and modrian would have begun long ago.

A struggle around royal authority and royal majesty.

But after the plague fell silent, the varante royal family was silent, and the inexplicable abnormal smell made these nobles aware that something was wrong.

The great nobles and blood nobles may know that this has something to do with the legendary battle in Valoran's territory. According to the traces of the battle, more than one legend fell.

But the middle and lower nobility fell into hesitation.

The struggle represents the opportunity of interest investment. The earlier you bet, the higher the return.

Especially not long ago, Valoran led the middle and low-level nobles who had fled from edalas to join, which could make them clearly see the terrorist potential of the new legendary forces.

Coupled with the outflow of some rumors, the master of medicine to cure the plague, crowned by at least two legends, forced interest seekers to make a choice as soon as possible.

Modrian in lakstark fortress did not know these surging trends, nor did he know the ideas of limontanlu's nobles, but he began to get busier as the strategic deployment came to an end.

After leaving the underground laboratory yesterday, he discussed the next action with svein.

On the premise of ensuring the order and security of the territory, dreus mobilized Knox soldiers to assemble in the simple camp. Galen, according to the previous plan, stationed in lanwasul castle to guard against the temple of wealth of the Grand Duchy of tempefasha and the temple of power Legion stationed in cantero fortress.

Fortunately, many magic items were harvested before, and enough blue essence was decomposed. But bad luck, most are arms cards, a hero card has never been seen.

It was also such bad luck that filled the Legion soldiers in Valoran's collar.

Relying on the Golden Shield brought by the territory's prosperous economy and the grain already stored, Valoran leader is ready to complete the previously deployed strategy.

In the palace hall, modry stood quietly in front of the war sand table. The soldiers of the leiser garrison corps were very busy, and sometimes there was a sound of conversation.

The edge area of the Valoran collar of the sand table is covered with red flags, which are noteworthy and threatening forces. Among them, the red flags of the Grand Duchy of Limon Tanlu and tambefasha are the tallest.

Modrian's eyes are deeply trapped in edalas, one of the objectives of this strategic deployment. With the information provided by the fugitive nobles and the company of Baron Benny, it will be the best choice for Valoran.

The dark green data stream surges in the retina to form a scientific and technological system panel. Click [arms].

The five icons representing [noxas], [demacia], [Ionia], [Bandar city] and [Zuan] are slowly releasing the brilliance of different colors.

Especially the most brilliant of [Knox]... Bloody!

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[9453 Knox cavalry]

[3243 Knox expeditionary cavalry]

[3076 demacia soldiers]

[812 noxas blood cavalry]

[206 trefari soldiers]

[98 shadow flow disciples]

[77 main ship scouts]

[80 war masons]

[20 bloody warriors]

[150 soldiers of fearless pioneer Corps]

[52 demacia dragon and bird Knights]

[20 soldiers of leiser garrison]

[alchemy technology research team 100]

(Note: it does not include dragon demons such as young dragon lizard, Asian Dragon dog and demacia Dragon Bird)

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This is now Valoran's military power, leaving behind the guards under his followers.

"The dark spy? I want to see how it is!"

Restless desire kept churning in his heart. Modrian felt that the hot blood in his body burned his body like a flame. It was very comfortable. He liked the feeling, and the smell of blood war filled the air.

Da Da! Da Da!

"Lord, philan requests to meet you!" vosmann, dressed in military uniform, walked from outside the palace hall and whispered. The news that the war has begun flows inside, and every noxan soldier is eager for the war.

With a slight frown, modrian did not expect that phalan would visit him at this time. Is it that the war of the aranfalo empire is over? The savage lizards and the vassal jackals of the behlik kingdom were defeated?

Doubt appeared in his heart. He looked deeply at the sad door on the sand table and was close to the eilanfaro Empire: "arrange for him to go to the side hall, and I'll go there right away."

The incandescent magic lamp is hung on the golden dome. Phelan sits alone in the seat, straightening his body, handsome and handsome. His face is stained with some wind and frost, adding a touch of maturity.

With steady footsteps coming from the corridor, Phelan stood up at the sound. When he saw the familiar figure, he said respectfully, "Phelan has seen Baron modrian!"

His surprise flashed away. Modrian sat behind the desk, motioned philan in front of him to sit down, smiled and said, "why do you have time to lead Valoran? Don't you mean to go to the battlefield for experience?"

"The war is over, the kingdom of behlik wants to negotiate peace, and the parliament of the empire is seeking more interests." philan heard modrian's exploration and immediately said the reasons behind it.

"So I did nothing there and was kicked back by my uncle Wales."

Wales! Hearing the familiar name, modrian raised his eyebrows and looked at the respectful phalan in front of him. He realized the anomaly he had ignored after entering the side hall.

Philan's change!

No longer equal, but with awe and respect.

Sure enough, you can't underestimate the real top noble families, and you have happiness in your heart.

Modrian remembers the problems left over by Wales at the beginning, and the real name oath sworn by their own lives is indeed inviolable. Once the content is leaked, it is a situation in which the real name is defeated and the soul is annihilated. Even the gods can't save their lives.

But the situation was so hasty that some situations were not taken into account. It might be possible if Wales, without breaking his oath, pointed out in other ways what had happened in Valoran's territory.

In addition, the balas family held great power in the eilanfaro Empire, and even vaguely controlled the southern Legion. There must be many counselors in the family.

Modrian looked at philan in front of him. Now that he has arrived here, it shows that the balas family has brought Goodwill: "take me to say hello to Wales, and the things he promised should be delivered as soon as possible." even if goodwill, it can't lack the money behind the oath to buy life.

Wait... It seems that in my memory, Wales contributed two life buying money, um... If so, Wales is really a friend worth making, oh, and silver dragon Greta, who have contributed a lot to the development of Valoran collar.

Hearing modrian's words, Phelan's eyes flashed, and the advice of his father, grand duke balas, flashed into his mind. Don't look at Valoran's collar with your previous eyes. It is definitely not just an ordinary legendary force.

"This is a gift that uncle Wales asked me to bring you. He said you would like it very much." Phelan untied his robe with his right hand and took out an indigo space ring from the lock armour hanging bag inside.

Consciousness gently touches the space ring, which is a mountain of magic items. Modrian smiled with satisfaction: "it's very kind. This gift is really good."

"So, what's the matter with you this time?" said modrian softly, looking at philan after taking the ring. The gift has arrived, and the attitude should also change. This is the truth for rich guests.

"There's nothing special. My father and uncle meant to let me be specially responsible for all the affairs of the balas family in Valoran." Phelan got up and left his seat, respectfully performed a very standard aristocratic etiquette to modrian, put his left hand in front of his right chest, bowed slightly 45 degrees, and looked down at the ground with his handsome face.

"And hope to establish a deeper cooperative relationship with Valoran in the future!"

Modrian did not respond, half narrowed his eyes and stared at Phelan in front of him. After he said the above words, his identity changed into the first and only heir of the balas family, representing the attitude of the balas family.

Equal partnership, or pave the way for phalan investment? And as the absolute top nobles, does the balas family think so highly of Valoran's?

Dong Dong! Dong Dong!

His left hand gently knocked on the heavy table, and the rhythmic sound rang through the side hall. The incandescent magic light shone on Phelan, like wearing a layer of white yarn.

With the sound of footsteps, modrian stood in front of Phelan, stretched out his right hand and gently lifted Phelan. It has to be said that this is the noble young master derived from the aristocratic religion, and his performance is impeccable in all aspects.

"Valoland is also willing to establish cooperative relations with the balas family!"

Philan got up, looked up at mordrian in front of him and smiled at each other. After pondering for a while, he suddenly said, "Baron modrian, look at the movement in your territory. A message is attached. It's free." the corner of his eye glanced over the side hall. When he saw nothing, he knew that it was safe here.

"The gate of sorrow has changed. The Legion stationed by the Empire found that there were plague infected people in the barrier, and it was a legion system!"

"Be careful!"

At the side hall door, modrian looked at Phelan's leaving figure with a dignified expression. The news provided by the balas family was very timely.

"Rob, is everything ready?" modrian asked aloud.

"There will be no problem!"

In the shadow corner, rob quietly appeared and answered in a low voice.

Can't wait any longer!

The strategic deployment has been completed. Modrian and Swein seek to ensure that they are as safe as possible, but the plan can't keep up with the change. He needs to make changes in advance.

The plague land in the western region of Yinsong province is related to the future development of Valoran collar!

"Herald Krieg, carry out the plan!"

In the current emergency situation, Krieg is the best candidate.

Svein, as modrian's most valued counselor, will accompany him to the simple camp; Dreus is the symbol of the strength of the noxas legion, integrating and commanding all the noxas soldiers in the territory; SAIN is also a good candidate, but he is still in lakstark fortress and can't go.

In the previous confrontation with the Jackal soldiers, Cleopatra led his noxas cavalry to completely defeat and slaughter countless jackals, highlighting the force of Valoran's leadership incisively and vividly.

Sir Frederick, general and major of the Knox Empire, will bring the fragrance of victory to Valoran's tie!

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Limon Tanlu.

The ancient and majestic city is still prosperous. The crowded flow of people spread to the heavy city gate along the gray straight road, and countless caravans transport many luxury goods.

Recently, aristocrats in the city have gathered frequently. Gorgeous carriages can be seen every day and gather in groups.

In the vallant palace, the golden radiance of autumn is dotted with magnificent buildings, reflected through the golden circular spire, slightly illuminating the dark palace hall.

Cha Cha! Cha Cha! Cha Cha!

The hard NIB skimmed over the white paper, leaving dark handwriting, sharp and distorted. Guy kept writing. Thin sheets of paper were filled with handwriting, and even the white feather pen poked through the paper and wrote on the crimson desktop.

"I... am... Who..."

Guy raised his face slightly. His blue hair was scattered over his shoulders. Light frost came out of his eyes. The color of confusion and ignorance flickered, mixed with a trace of inverted white pupils.

"I'm... Guy Craig varant..."

"I... am... Ogst berry brick..."

"... damn... Get out of my body!" guy looked at the violet flowers blooming on the blood dotted on the palace wall. There was a moment of clarity in his eyes, but he was suppressed by the Dragon shadow in his mind.

Creak! Creak!

Slender fingers left white frost like traces on the crimson desk, connected into a line bit by bit, and then the palm turned into scaly claws and teeth at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hoo..... Hoo......"

The sound of heavy breathing echoed in the palace, filled with frost and fog. In the blur, guy's face showed a relaxed look, and the pure white vertical pupil flashed a touch of joy.

"It's not easy to control this body after all!"

"Guy, that's a good name. I've seen your qualifications since I signed a contract with your father. It's pretty good."

Subtle spell fluctuations flickered, "guy" looked at the face in the icy lens in front of him and said with satisfaction.

"Believe in the binding force of signing a contract with the devil? It's an interesting and humble idea!"

"The power of legend is not so easy to give, but you sink into it. It's not my fault. It's your own choice!" an inexplicable smile filled the corners of his mouth, and a faint power appeared in guy's pure white eyes.

"HMM.. Let's see what happened recently. I heard that the God of pestilence hated some actions, and I don't know whether they were successful?" he turned and looked at the mage tower standing high outside the palace. He noticed that there was a legendary mage, and his strength was OK.

Immediately, he didn't care any more. What was in front of him was important. Guy was browsing the information in his soul.

"Valoran, the new legendary force, and so on... Is it the force that slaughters the cunning scarlet giant snake Archibald?"

"There is a great presence behind it? Which old guy is it?"

The autumn breeze floated into the varante palace, blowing the dissipated frost, and the faint sound of the Dragon echoed gently, annihilating all the written papers.

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