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The middle-aged man's face changed slightly after hearing this, and then he regained his calm.

"Hehe, it seems that His Majesty has found out where we came from!"

Seeing that the other party pretended to be calm, Alex didn't poke it, but just said lightly:

"We don't have the habit of dealing with strangers yet, so we naturally have to touch each other's details before cooperating."

Tampas, the god of battle.

The Lord of War, who was born in the first battle with the Goddess of the Moon and the Goddess of the Night, is an ancient god with great divine powers, and has been the last faith of the war maniacs who have fought on the battlefield.

They actually dared to threaten such a god with many believers and at the same time a very strong personal combat power, it seemed that they were not good.

According to the information they have, the owner behind this mysterious church that calls itself "Bitter Water" is likely to be a powerful evil god who has long been dormant in the astral plane.

Maybe it's because of a serious injury and a coma to regain consciousness, or maybe it's a return to the light of the near death, in short, the appearance rate of "Bitter Water" has increased greatly during this period of time, and the things committed are all sensational.

And after their high-profile comeback, the gods did not interfere too much, which also confirmed their previous inference about the master behind the bitter water, otherwise those high gods would never allow an evil god to be so presumptuous.

Some of his hole cards were seen through, and the opponent's attitude was obviously softened a little.

Before, the other party had always put himself in a high position, and he felt like a savior, but now although he is still arrogant in his words, he is fortunate to regard himself as a collaborator.

Alex breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly threw himself into the intense negotiations.

Principality of Eastern Victory, Far Frontier Province, Camp of the Imperial Expeditionary Force.

"Why! Why withdraw!! ”

For the first time, Lucien showed a gaffe in front of his men.

Although he was only temporarily commanding this imperial team, he had always tried his best to show his best side in front of them, but when he learned the news of the withdrawal, the third prince couldn't hold on at all.

"It's just the death of a former army commander, and I can immediately ask the Emperor ** Department to send a more experienced imperial general!"

Staring at the Imperial messenger who suddenly arrived at the barracks, Lucien's angry eyes were like a volcano about to erupt at any moment.

The messenger had no doubt that if he hadn't taken out the double token of the emperor's ** ministry and the royal family, then the third prince, who was said to have a bad temper, would definitely let the officers in the big tent who were also angry after learning the news tear themselves apart.

"Your Highness, I am only a messenger, and my duty is only to deliver this order to you."

The messenger carefully weighed his words, trying not to anger the mounds who were on the verge of an outburst.

"You guys go out first!"

Lucian's deep voice implied anger, and as long as the generals were not carried away by the anger, they would not provoke this highness at this time.

"Now, tell me the truth of the matter!"

Seeing that there was no one else in the tent, Lucien slowly said what he wanted.

"Your Highness, I'm just ......"

The messenger tried to prevaricate with the previous excuse, but was soon rudely interrupted by Lucian.

"Don't fool me with such ridiculous reasons!"

"Just remember that I am the prince of the Empire! No matter who is behind you, I may not be able to deal with him, but I can definitely make you and your family pay a price you never imagined!! ”

A cold killing intent emanated from Lucian's body, and the messenger couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Forced by that powerful lord in the imperial capital, and threatened by this unreasonable third prince in the camp of the expeditionary force, he felt like a small sampan being pushed by the waves in a raging storm, not only unable to grasp the direction, but also about to be shattered by a furious wave at any moment.

But the increasingly cold killing intent quickly brought him to his senses, maybe the lord of the imperial capital would be angry with him for his reversal, but if he died here now, there would be nothing to talk about.

"It's the Bitterwater Church!"

"Huh?"

Lucien had never heard of the Church of Bitterwaters, so the first thought that crossed his mind was that the messenger was playing tricks on him again.

"It was the Bitter Water Church that mediated this war!"

Seeing the obvious distrust in Lucian's eyes, the messenger screamed in his heart and hurriedly told everything he knew.

"In other words, this Bert hugged the thigh of the Bitter Water Church, so he escaped this crisis?"

Lucien was still a little skeptical, according to the messenger, the master behind the Bitter Water Church was just a reviving evil god, and there was no reason why so many churches would be jealous.

Although the three empires did not have a so-called state religion, whether it was the Dawn Church in Los Angeles, the War Church that followed Tampas, or the Church of Justice led by Tyr, and many other churches, they were all inextricably linked to the Empire.

An obscure underground church can actually subdue a group of guys with eyelids higher than their heads, which makes Lucian have to doubt.

"Yes, the villain heard that there were also disagreements within the rest of the churches, but they quickly suppressed it!"

Lucian frowned slightly after hearing this, and then nodded again.

I can't figure it out, those priests and paladins who have long been used to being arrogant and condescend to an evil god bone that came out of nowhere, that's hell!

However, even though the church has different opinions, it still suppresses the opposition and unites to force the empire to make an order to withdraw its troops, which seems to have a lot of articles!

"No! I have to go back! ”

There was such an uncontrollable thing, and Lucian instinctively wanted to go back to the empire to get first-hand information.

As a member of the royal family, Lucian understands better than the rest that this human world full of benevolence and morality is a naked world of strong people when it tears off the disguise.

Although the imperial expedition is blocked, although it is some kind of irresistible force, if you want to find a scapegoat, then there is no more suitable than yourself as a prince and commander.

Thinking of this, he didn't care about the messenger kneeling in front of him, and used the long-distance teleportation circle to rush back overnight.

So when Morey looked at the camp after dawn, he saw the tent with its head empty.

The empire did not even withdraw its tents in order to cover people's eyes, and withdrew from the frontier overnight under the orders of Lucian.

A big battle, not to mention Lucian, who was full of grievances, and even Morey, who was gearing up to do a big job, felt that this victory was so unreal.

"This Bitter Water Church is going to be the way to go!"

For a while, this question appeared in the minds of all the rulers of Arthur at the same time.

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