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A day had passed since the battle, and the remaining remnants of the Serveros in the city who were still resisting had been largely wiped out.

The fire was extinguished by the Black Tooth Order's manpower, but the dark fire under the rubble still lit some wood or animal skins from time to time, and although it could not be rekindled, it could still burn out puffs of smoke, which had to be left to burn on its own.

The former shrine is now a place for Thor to rest and work, and behind the church-like hall at the forefront, there are clusters of buildings that were once used as lodging for the clerks of the High Priest's staff, and are now arranged by Thor for the warriors of Thor.

On the contrary, the palace was originally quite rudimentary, and Sol just ordered someone to guard it, after all, although it was simple, there were still many valuable buildings and belongings in it.

This time, almost all the important people of the Soth tribe who remained in the deserted corner were present, and they were arranged in turn on either side of the wide hall of the church, and Thor sat on a throne under the most central sculpture.

The throne had been moved from the palace and belonged to the Grand Ruler of the Serveros, the titular Immortal King.

On Thor's side, in addition to Kratos, Blacktooth, Diana, and Paladin, the Sothians who had just joined the Cult of Soth, such as Kuhe, Achar, Koth, and Thunderhoof, were also on either side.

Thor sat calmly on the throne, quietly watching a tall man kneeling in the center of the ropes.

The leather armor on the man's body was in tatters, and he could vaguely see that he was wearing a rather delicate fox fur vest, he had long hair, tied into a ponytail and tied high behind his head, and his eyes looked at the ground a little blankly, as if he couldn't feel the gaze from all directions.

"Is he the most important living nobleman of the Severo?" Thor didn't waver, echoing through the spacious building.

As his words fell, a short, balding man stood up, first bowed respectfully, and then fell to his knees and prostrated himself on all fours, and replied:

"My Lord, Badia is the deputy commander of the Roaring Legion, and after the death of Rasri, he is the most powerful nobleman of speech. ”

Thor rested his right elbow on the armrest of the throne, propped his chin on, looked down with an expressionless face, and then whispered to the kneeling man:

"Well, I see, get up—Madenn. ”

The bald, thin man named Madern hurriedly stood up, his face full of fear and flattery, mixed together, looking contradictory and amused.

This man was originally a nobleman of Severo, and after the defeat of the army, the people of Severo, the slaves, and even the merchants from Wotan were all in fear.

Faced with the Sothians who suddenly struck out of nowhere, destroyed the Roaring Warrior Legion in an almost unthinkable way, and captured Ujung Pandang, everyone was at a loss.

No one knows what they will do, what they will do, what will happen to their lives, and what will happen to their money.

Fortunately, on the day of the fiercest battle, Thor deliberately restrained his subordinate soldiers, and there was no excessive burning, killing and looting, and the security of the city was quickly maintained by Paladin, Pompey and others who responded to it.

In a single day, the entire city changed owners, leaving everyone in the city at a loss, and some shrewd, scheming, and life-hungry people of Cervero were the first to open the door to dialogue with Thor.

Madene is one of them, he chose to take refuge in Thor for the first time, he is very clever, he knows everything about the affairs of Ujon Pandang and the Sevello people, and he has no end to say anything, although the two ends of the first rat, the change of door came too quickly, which makes people inevitably feel that he is too unoffline, but for Saul, it is easy to use.

"Commander Badia, are you willing to surrender?" Thor asked aloud as he looked at Badia, whose eyes were in a daze and his ponytail was stained with blood.

Thor was still a little interested in this nobleman who fought bravely and was highly regarded among the Severos, and there were too few people with leadership skills among the Soths, so he couldn't help but have a thirst for talent.

Thor's words seemed to bring Badia back to his senses, and he looked up at the tall man on the throne, and then at the sides, where there stood a number of strange-looking people he had never seen before.

There was a strong and unsightly "little giant" carrying a giant war hammer, and he had glimpsed it from afar on the battlefield, and the unstoppable figure of the other party was still embedded in his mind.

There are also guys with blue skin and mysterious points of light flashing on their bodies, which are inhuman.

A lady dressed in a linen robe, her pupils glowing with a blinding golden light, stared at him, Badia had only felt such a strong oppression from the High Priest, and her heart was afraid to look at her again.

However, remembering the High Priest who was said to have been slain by the terrible enemy who sat on the throne, Badia was gloomy again, and felt that his limbs had lost his strength.

Badia is not surprised that the people of Severo have suddenly encountered a catastrophe, so that they have been defeated today, and they have always regarded themselves as reformers among the Severo nobles, and have always preached to unite the tribes, and constantly merge with the Qukou, whose ambitions are directed at the Wotan continent across the strait, and the ultimate ideal is to one day, be able to return to the Wotan continent and restore the glory of the Golden Dynasty.

However, the other nobles, who had long been accustomed to the power of the island, scoffed at Badia's ideas, and were even more disgusted with the Qukou, and only regarded the Severos outside of Ujung Pandang as their own headquarters, and only regarded them as hillbillies and unruly fellows.

Faced with such an environment, Badia had long guessed that once another powerful tribe rose on the island, it would be possible for the Cerveros to suppress them, having forgotten how their ancestors fought and losing their ambitions.

Sure enough, his stable life was gone overnight, and his youngest commander became a prisoner.

If the only thing that bothered Badia was that it all happened so quickly, that he could barely react, and as soon as he saw the enemy, Ujung Pandang fell.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at his compatriot Madenn with disdain, thinking that the Serveros had been defeated, the Roaring Legion had been wiped out, and the ditches outside were nothing more than a rabble, and it was okay to deal with some wild tribes, but ......

Thinking of the meteorite that fell from the sky, Badia was disillusioned, and the people of Sevelo could no longer have any hope of turning the tables, and this time it might not be a wild man who attacked them, but a god.

He shook his head and said discouragedly, "Kill me, we're defeated." ”

Surrender was not among Badia's options, he knew he had lost, and he was not wronged to lose to a god-like opponent, but he would not surrender in order to save the last bit of glory that belonged to the Servilos.