The world government was wiped out, and the war ended in the victory of League of Legends.

This vigorous tide has finally come to the last step:

"Liberate Mary Joya and capture the world's nobles alive!"

The 100,000 officers and men shouted such slogans in unison, causing the atmosphere of the entire Navy Headquarters to boil over in a passionate mood.

And Galen did not overwallow in the joy of this victory, he quickly suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and cast his solemn gaze in the direction of the Red Earth Continent.

There, is the last bastion of the world government.

He knew that an unknown enemy was still lurking in the shadow of Mary Joa.

At the same time, the Holy Land of Mary Joy.

The real-time battle situation of the Navy Headquarters was also broadcast live on Mary Joy.

Of course, those Tianlong people whose IQ has degraded to the level of reptiles will not watch this kind of live broadcast.

They are like pigs raised for man, and even if the pig farm is about to collapse in a storm, they will only smirk and huddle in front of the trough and eat the seaweed.

In fact, most of the Draco Masters had never paid attention to Galen's affairs.

Even though the world war that would decide their fate had begun at the Navy Headquarters not far from the Holy Land, they were still immersed in the illusion of the descendants of the gods, indulging in their own pleasures.

Therefore, the live broadcast in this holy place is basically the remnants of CP0 agents and Draco guards.

These people are no less numerous than their colleagues on the battlefield, and they are also decently burdened with the important responsibility of "defending the Holy Land", and they seem to be quite powerful.

But in reality, these guys are useless pieces of waste.

They have no combat effectiveness, and their main job is to be dogs for the Tianlong people, and they belong to the kind of outright domestic slaves.

The five old stars didn't dare to bring these wastes with them when they went out on the expedition, otherwise they wouldn't be able to help anything, and they were likely to be messed up by this group of weak chickens in tiger skins.

However, although these CP0 agents and Draco guards are useless, they are definitely not stupid.

Compared to those brainless Draconians, they at least knew how to write dead characters.

Before the war began, these guys who had been following the ass of the Draconians all the year round had already smelled the smell of danger, and an irrepressible panic was born in their hearts.

And when the Navy Headquarters was in the middle of a big war, they were also watching the live broadcast of the battle with great nervousness.

The Navy revolted collectively, the government agents were wiped out, the chief of CP0 was killed in battle, and the five old stars were captured...

This shocking scene deeply shocked the fragile hearts of these dragon lackeys.

"It's over!"

"It's completely over!"

In the office of the CP0 Agency's headquarters, Spandyne shouted pale at the scene of the five veteran stars "Gorbachev" announcing the dissolution of the world government on the screen.

The five old stars brought everything they could fight in CP0 to the battlefield, and the rest of Mary Joy's side were rotten fish and shrimp.

There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys are kings, and the incompetent but trusted high-ranking official Spendain has taken on the responsibility of guarding Mary Joy, responsible for leading the remaining forces of CP0 to hold the rear for the world's nobles.

If it had been before, Spandany would have rejoiced at the grace of the Draconians.

And now, the world government has become a sinking ship, and it won't be long before the enemy arrives in the city.

His glorious position as the head of the garrison of Mary Joya has become an unavoidable talisman.

"No..."

With a great desire to survive, Spanda immediately took off the mask of a loyal dog that he had worn all his life:

"The Celestial Dragons are about to be finished, we can't bury those fat pigs!"

Thinking of this, Spandain immediately got up from his desk, and turned to his good son Spandam, who was standing beside him, and said:

"Son, run away with me!"

“......”

Spandam didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth showed a mysterious smile.

Spandain didn't have time to pay attention to his son's strange expression, so he hurriedly turned around and went to open the large safe in the office.

Then, while packing up the various gold and silver in the safe, he scolded and shouted:

"These fat pigs!"

"I treat Lao Tzu as a dog every day, I'm going to be finished, and I still want to drag Lao Tzu to die together?"

"Phew!"

"Fortunately, I took precautions and quietly saved a large amount of property on the Golden Emperor's side."

"Son, don't worry."

Spanda scolded and scolded, but he did not forget to comfort his waste son:

"Follow my father and I to run for our lives, and we can be rich for the rest of our lives."

"Haha..."

Spandam sneered:

"Flee from what? No need to run away! ”

"Huh?"

Spandain was slightly stunned, a little puzzled.

Then, as soon as he turned around, he saw the muzzle of a black hole.

That wasted son who had achieved nothing, was now holding a musket to whom, his father.

"What are you—what are you going to do?"

A layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed from Spandain's forehead.

"Do what?"

Spandam solemnly looked at the ugly face that was born with thief eyebrows, and tried his best to play the sense of justice with thick eyebrows and big eyes:

"Of course, take down you, the reactionary leader, and then lead the team to liberate the Holy Land of Maryjoya, and dedicate the city to Lord Galen!"

"What??"

Spendain was stunned.

But Spandam took out a pair of handcuffs and said coldly to his father:

"I'm sorry, Dad."

"I have joined the revolution and am a glorious Union fighter!"

"This..."

Looking at his upright son, Spandain was stunned at first, but then he suddenly realized, and his face actually showed a joy:

"I see, I see!"

Spandain said excitedly:

"Son, I didn't expect you to think more than me!"

"As long as we take Mary Joya first, and then respectfully offer it to Lord Galen, we can be mixed up with the name of a hero of the uprising."

"In this way, not only do we not have to hide, but we may also be able to mix up a half-official position in the new dynasty!"

"Hahaha..."

Spandain smiled and said unnervously to his son, who was pointing a gun to his head:

"Son, put the gun down!"

"Daddy will do it with you!"

"Hehe..."

The muzzle of the gun was not lowered, but it was a little closer to Spandain's head.

Spendam sneered as he said to his own father:

"You don't have a chance, Dad."

"I want to completely draw a line with you, the reactionary leader, and all that awaits you is a righteous trial!"

"Why?"

Spandain panicked again.

"Heh... Let's just let you die a little more clearly! ”

Spendham snorted softly, and stopped saying those high-sounding clichés to his father:

"Does Nicole Robin know?"

"That's one of our Galen-sama's side!"

"You destroyed O'Hara with your own hands and killed Lord Robin's mother, but you committed an unforgivable crime."

"Even if Lord Galen doesn't kill you, he will never look at you well."

"So, think for yourself..."

"With a father like you, how can I get involved in the new government in the future?"

Hearing this, Spandain's face suddenly turned pale and bloodied.

And Spendam tightly handcuffed his father's hands, and said coldly:

"For the sake of my son's future..."

"Dad, you can sacrifice yourself and Mary Joya City as my gift to Lord Galen!"

.........................................

A moment later.

Inside the city of Maryjoya, the trumpet of the uprising sounded.

Although Spendam himself was a shameless speculator, and none of the government agents who followed him in his rebellion were good people, they did give the Draconians a taste of the end in advance:

In the face of this wave of uprising that erupted from the heart of the enemy, most of Maryjoy's area was lost in an instant.

The Draconians, who were playing freely in the city, became the target of Spandam and the others, and were captured by Spandam one by one after a short time, and were tightly chained with iron ropes and handcuffs.

Those Celestial Dragons, who were originally high in the sky, were now tied up like pigs about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.

They looked at Spendham and the others with indignation, and as they struggled with all their might, they roared angrily:

"How dare you do it to us Draconian?"

"You are so bold!"

"I—I'm going to tell the Admiral to kill you!"

"Hahahaha..."

"Admiral? What are you calling! ”

Hearing this, Spandam and the others burst out laughing uncontrollably.

Their faces no longer have the humility and flattery they used to be lackeys for the Tianlong people, but are filled with a kind of morbid pleasure and extreme madness:

"Shut up, fat pigs!"

"The good days when you casually used us like dogs have come to an end!"

Spendam and the others ruthlessly swung their fists at those Draconians, beating the fat pigs with blue noses and swollen faces and blood flowing everywhere.

Some of the more emotional people even picked up swords and sticks, learned from the way the Draconians usually abused slaves, and vented all those cruel methods on the Draconians.

The Dragonians could never have imagined that their methods of abusing slaves would one day be used against them.

And the one who attacked them turned out to be the eagle dog lackey they trusted the most and looked down on the most in the past.

The screams of the Draconians continued to sound, and these speculators who claimed to be rebels were all immersed in the excitement of the next gram.

"Okay, okay, don't kill me."

"These fat pigs are my gift to Lord Galen."

Spendam himself was quite sober, and after venting, he stopped the abuse that was gradually getting out of control.

Then, he set his sights on the towering Ponger Castle not far away, and the towering city behind the castle, the "Realm of the Gods".

Mary Joy is a very prosperous city with a very large area.

However, most of the areas inside are residential areas for high-ranking officials and dignitaries, commercial areas serving passing merchants, office areas for various departments of the world government, and belong to the territory that mortals can set foot in.

What is truly sacrosanct is the residence of the Lord of the Celestial Dragons.

They disdained to live with mortals, and instead lived alone in the center of Maryjoya, a city within a city that no mortal could enter.

And the Ponger Castle, where the five old stars usually work, is the bridgehead of this city within a city.

"Hahaha..."

Looking at the Ponger Castle not far away, Spendham had a wonderful fantasy in his heart:

Wait until I capture Pongar Castle, take down all the nobles of the world, and then dedicate all the gold and silver beauties in the 'realm of gods' to Lord Galen...

Why can't you get the name of a hero of the uprising?

"Kill!"

Spendam raised his blade high and led a group of "righteous men" to shout the slogan heard on the live broadcast:

"Liberate Mary Joya and capture the world's nobles alive!"

With the sound of the slogans, they scrambled to the castle of Ponger.