Treengs Empire, Carol Collar, Auf Castle.

A face of an ordinary European elder who could not be more ordinary, with a thick layer of dark black precipitation deep into the eye sockets, like the effect of eyeshadow application, this pigmented color shrouded his eyes.

He sat at a long conference table, his fingers rhythmically moving, a little... Tapping on the wooden table table little by little, it is as if you are playing some beautiful music, and it is relaxing.

If there are players who have carefully studied the history of the Sinan Continent, they will recognize this great man of the Treengels Empire at a glance.

Under Eriebog III, the imperial general Derif who was the supremacy of ten thousand people, his external expression looked very wooden, and his cloudy eyes looked at his subordinates who were prostrate in the front hall trembling slightly, and said softly: "You are doing a good job. ”

"All this is my duty, I should do it, and my subordinates dare not be arrogant."

The prostrate knight did not dare to look at it directly, since Lord Dorif had been injured in the bandit a few years ago, his behavior had become more and more strange, and he had long since lost the kindness and generosity of the past.

"Stand up." Dryve said lightly, there is a compelling power in his body that is not angry and self-threatening, which comes from the superior, the real person in power.

The knight did not dare to be disobedient, and after being ordered, he stood up, but still bowed his head respectfully, where was the arrogance of being a knight in peace.

"What do you want?" Dryf's voice was a little hoarse.

"I ......," the knight hesitated.

"Look at me." Dreif squinted his eyes slightly, and his tone was aggravated, aggressive, making people slightly uncomfortable.

The knight looked up.

He looked at Dryf, and after a few seconds, his eyes dodged involuntarily a few times.

"I want power, great power." The knight took a deep breath, and it was natural and natural that he said what he wanted, and people like him still preferred strength.

"As you wish." Dryve raised his right hand, and a black line of energy shot out from his fingertips and slammed into the knight's neck.

The curse mark like a black auspicious cloud fell on it, and this ugly pattern permeated the knight's whole body, and occasionally there was a burning sensation, which made the knight groan, but fortunately, this level of pain was very small for the knight, and it was better to say that it was pain than to say that it was itching.

It didn't take long for the burning sensation to subside, and with it came an evil force, a powerful force that surged through the knight's body, and at the same time, with endless negative emotions!

Tyranny and a thirst for blood ran rampant in the knight's heart.

And he also wants to blast out the power that overflows his body.

Beside his eyes, a jet-black energy condensed into the surface of his skin.

"Welcome to the Eternal Night." Dreif blessed coldly in his heart.

The damned stranger shattered his hopes of hiding himself, and sooner or later his joining the eternal night would be exposed, and sooner or later his affairs would be discovered by the world, and Draif would have to mobilize his forces in advance to establish a controllable situation.

This abominable revolution came many, much earlier than he had planned.

A year later, he could easily ascend to the supreme throne of Treengels!

"Gather the army and attack the Kraft Territory, Iliborg III is no longer fit to continue to sit on the throne of king, we must fight for our freedom and justice!"

Dryve said coldly.

In terms of seniority and blood, he also has some connections with Erieborg III, but this relationship, in front of interests, can be discarded at any time.

……

The lord of the Caro Lord, the great nobleman of the empire, Derif declared an uprising and coordinated with the rebel army to launch a counterattack, once the news broke, all players were caught off guard.

With his superior military strength, the Caro Leader annexed the Kraft Territory next door in one fell swoop.

Everything happens too fast.

Players could not have imagined that at this juncture, the enemy, who was the biggest resistance in front of the player, would stab back, hastening the division and destruction of the Treengs Empire.

In their eyes, Dryf, who sends the atmosphere to prison for execution, will be a royalist no matter what, otherwise, wouldn't it be good to agree to the request of the Atmosphere Guild? This has just defined Dorif as a strong royalist, and he didn't expect this slap in the face to come so quickly.

Many people thought that it was the atmosphere guild that said something wrong, which caused the NPCs to be dissatisfied, and did not think deeply about the seriousness of the problem.

Ordinary players with a herd mentality and no reliable information began to find Dorve's forces to defect, mix up a way out, eat the rewards of the campaign mission tailwind, and make a small profit.

Jiang Xun felt that there was something strange about this, as an NPC personality belongs to the more reliable Duke Dryve, not quite like that kind of capricious character, and at the moment, all the things that this great nobleman shows are like a careerist and a conspirator.

This kind of role is not suitable for cooperation.

Look at this NPC attacking without pause, annexing a territory and a half in the blink of an eye.

This seems to be premeditated, similar to the plot line in the mission, a route that has been prepared for a long time.

Jiang Xun hurriedly listed Derif as a major suspect and put a question mark on his identity.

For deeper content, Jiang Xun doesn't have the information for this reasoning yet, but his intuition tells him that Dorif is not a good thing, nor is he an ordinary character who can be dealt with casually.

The rebel army led by Dreve covered four-sevenths of the territory of Treengels.

Among so many rebel armies, Dryve was a native of Tryengels, a local magistrate, known as a virtuous person, and there were quite a few natives who were willing to take refuge in him.

It didn't take long for the Tryengs Empire to be split into two major NPC groups.

One side is in the service of Dryf, and the other is in the service of Erieberg III.

A military confrontation began here, but it is worth mentioning that in the missions issued by both sides, they tacitly wanted to capture Gatlin, the culprit who led the revolutionary wave.

This behavior makes the Lion King Guild and Gatling very uncomfortable, they are not people inside and outside, and they will become a kind of political correctness in the eyes of NPCs! Otherwise, Gatlin would have wanted to take a breath from Dryf.

is so tense and exciting, and the battle is about to break out.

Jiang Xun thought about it and chose to go to sleep, well, with this posture, this task is definitely going to a week's trip.

Staying up late to play games is really hurtful, and in the face of such a situation where he can't tell the situation, Jiang Xun doesn't want to spend it.

Go offline and take a break.

It is also a waste to stay, and when you get up the next day, there may be more clues to help Jiang Xun open the right channel, and it is better to recuperate than to wait and recuperate!

With that in mind.

Jiang Xun lay comfortably on the bed.

However, the online players were not affected by Jiang Xun's departure and continued to fight.

In their eyes! This is the most passionate revolutionary cause!