A hint of gloom floated up Brando's eyebrows. "How many troops did Madara come this time?" He asked suddenly.

"Six, as you can see," Shiro said with a very contemptuous look, but had to reply, "all here, human." ”

"Six?"

Bai Leng snorted, and his eyes fell on Krot on the side. "Whether I lied or not, you will find out as soon as you ask."

Brando glanced at the woman suspiciously, he actually knew that she was not lying, and she didn't need to lie about this kind of thing, he had actually thought of the possibility of things, but he was curious why this woman was pretending to be angry. She had been creating such an illusion from the beginning, but the real Tiamas was anything but like that, the Black Knight would never be angry, rarely angry, and how could a man who despised emotional thinking allow anger to dominate his thinking.

Bai must not know how familiar the person opposite her is, if she knew that Brando and Bai Jia regarded her appearance at the moment as a clown, maybe she would really be annoyed.

A strong uneasiness rose in Brando's heart, and some memories of the Land of the Dead Moon are still vivid in his mind—the dark mountains of Alkash, the undead scattered all over the mountains, fighting all day long, and the corpses strewn across the wilderness. It's not just Madara that has undead souls, and I don't know how many dead souls sleep in the mountains east of Mehotofen, not only in the holy wars of decades ago, but also in the wars and the great war fought more than a thousand years ago, where countless Cruzians, Faenzans, elves and other warriors of all races are buried.

Even some of the necromancers who have lived in seclusion since ancient times have run their secret lairs deep in the mountains, and even these people will answer the call of the Mercury Staff, and if the Silver Queen cedes the area east of Mez and allows Madara to transform this place into the Land of the Dead Moon, the one with the mercury staff will soon be able to pull out a large army. Wreak havoc here.

But from Mehotofen to the wilderness of the Four Realms, that's a full third of the empire, unless that woman is really crazy to dare to make such a desperate move. But perhaps Constance was really in a hysterical frenzy, and the current speculation seemed to point to that possibility, even if Brando didn't want to believe it. But a seed of doubt had to be planted.

He stared at Bai with a gloomy face.

Originally, he didn't expect this woman to speak, but he didn't expect Bai to smile coldly. "They have made an agreement, and no one knows what it is," she said, staring into Brando's eyes, "but apart from me, Horifin, Alvette, and Greta have all gone to Alkash, and only a few people know about this secret, even in Madara—"

Krot, the knight of decay, writhed restlessly on the ground. His jaw rattled, and he didn't know if he was upset when he heard the news for the first time, or because he dared to reveal that person's secret. Brando didn't pay any attention to it, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to anything else, his mind was almost completely absorbed by the words. Horifin, Alvet, and Greta have all traveled to Alkash - Horifen, lord of the Duchy of the Undead Griffon. The most powerful traditional dark nobleman of Madara, and one of the strongest lords of Madara's time. His strength is still above Bai who has obtained the blood of the evil dragon, but although this person is an old nobleman, he is loyal to the mercury staff and is the real henchman of that person.

Alvet, hearing the name, Brando even asked rhetorically, asking if the White Banshee King had surrendered to that person? It was a little earlier than he expected. But in any case, this did not prevent the name from dazzling, and it was only after the Banshee King Alvet, the strongest of the several forces that rebelled against the Mercury Staff, that the Madara Empire began to move towards true unification after she was subservient to the Mercury Staff.

Finally, there is Greta. The Sword of Death, the Sword of the Empire, the greatest sword saint of the next era, some people call the era of the Earth Sword Saint Daurus before the first age 375, and after 375 years it is called the era of the Sword Saint Greta of the Dead, between the half a century before and after, there is only one gray sword saint Mephistopheles, and the two sword saints before and after this are the powerhouses that really make the entire continent bow down.

At the moment, Greta is only an apprentice of Motherwell, who is the father of the famous one-eyed dragon Tagus, and is also a very famous undead sword master, the pitch black sword master, and his strength is said to be on par with Mephistopheles - but that was before Mephistopheles entered the extreme realm, and Brando estimated that this person would not surpass Veronica at best. But the so-called famous teacher is a high apprentice, not to mention that Motherwell also met Greta, a genius who is seen once in a thousand years, Greta was born in the Buried Bone Forest on the coast of the Sea of the Dead Moon, according to the player's research, he was only sixteen years old when he died, and was later evoked as a secondary bloodline, and there were thousands of necromancers or superior vampires in Madara every day, and theoretically Greta should have become one of the thousands of low-level undead cannon fodder, Died in an unremarkable war that is commonplace in the Sea of the Dead Moon.

But history is such a coincidence, but the person who evoked him was Motherwell, not only a sword master, but also the patriarch of the Manrhine family, Greta soon caught the attention of Motherwell with his unique soul fire, and became the latter's apprentice, after which he embarked on the path of starry genius, becoming the brightest star in the history of Madara.

Gretta, the sword of the Empire, died with Isis in the final battle of the eternal night, stabbing the wolf in the right eye with a sword, and some people say that if it does not die, Madara's expansion may not stop in the wilderness, and Brando agrees with this statement.

Such a person, at this time, may not be as strong as Bai, but he is the real cronie and confidant, he, Holifen and Alvet, such three people go to Alkash, which is enough to explain a lot of problems. Brando had a lot on his mind at that moment, but he really couldn't understand why Constance made such a choice, he could imagine what would happen next, and it would definitely change everyone's perception of the world.

Just assume that a third of the empire suddenly falls into the hands of Madara, and a vacuum will suddenly appear between Cruz, St. Osor, and Faenzan, and this land of the Dead Moon will completely change the pattern of the continent, which is equivalent to saying that the mad queen has brought the Dead Moon Empire into the course of history ahead of schedule. This is definitely a much crazier practice than the empires of history.

"Brando," Bai Jia suddenly reminded him, "Constance is crazy. But she's definitely not crazy, and there must be a deeper reason why she's doing it. ”

Brando's eyes lit up slightly, this was a conversation between two empires, not a game between children, such a large-scale handover. It's definitely not something that can be done overnight. But what was it that made the silver-wielding scepter and the silver queen believe in each other so much, and that a plan of this magnitude would have to be carried out by a considerable amount of mutual trust between the Madara and the Cruz.

But how did these two win each other's trust?

"The Dark Dragon." Shiro seemed to see the doubts in his heart, and replied in a voice like a devil.

"It can't be!" Brando let out a low roar.

Although it is well known that the spirits of the undead of Madala were once loyal to the dark dragon, thousands of years later, they have long since come into their own, so could it be said that Constance was able to convince the scepter with the mercury staff to bow down to the throne by the title of the dark dragon? That's a bit too fanciful. The king who is known as the king of the kingdom of darkness once in a thousand years. How can its ambitions be willing to submit to others? Not to mention that he is already full of wings at this moment, after the return of Alvet, the empire is on the fast track, and the next hundred years are the era of Madara.

That person would be a subject to Constance based on just one rumor? It's a joke! Not to mention that Constance only has a part of the Dark Dragon Inheritance in her hands, even if she does get the entire inheritance, she is not Odin. Brando even thought that the woman in front of him was insulting his intelligence. Make fun of him, but Bai rarely looks very serious. She looked at the human in front of her contemptuously, as if she knew that the other party would have such an expression.

She replied coldly, "But that's the case, I even know that Constance and the man met in private, and that they met on the final battlefield, and few people know the details of that meeting, but I'm at least sure of it." They reached a unanimous agreement. I even knew that after this plan was completed, Madara would definitely be incorporated into the Cruz Empire, and of course, Cruz would not be called Cruz at that time. ”

"The new country is called Maldos."

"The new nation is called Mardos—"

A voice echoed on the ground, and the Azure Knight made a promise to the people on the ground with a holy spear in his hand. For the next 10,000 years, the country thrived on the ruins of the past, and it became the empire of the Miner people, a country that had been ruined for a thousand years.

Brando felt that the world was crazy, or rather that he was crazy, and he felt that someone was gently holding his back, which was the gentleness of his senior sister. He turned his head and saw Bai Jia standing firmly beside him, and immediately understood the other party's thoughts, and his heart was slightly moved. Since listening to Bai's words, although he still can't distinguish between truth and falsehood, there is still a dark cloud hanging over his heart, the future of this world is completely beyond his control, the tide of the world is coming, in the face of the storm, no one dares to say that he can know where his fate will go next, even him.

He thought that he would finally be able to control the fate of Eruin, but in this situation, Eruin is like a lonely boat in a tsunami, which may capsize at any time, and in the face of these behemoths, the Eruin people still cannot control their own destiny.

For a moment, Brando suddenly felt his heart tired.

But Senior Sister Bai Jia stood beside him, and suddenly made him feel like he was back in the past.

The future of the kingdom is bleak, and the fate of the entire kingdom and its people, the faith and sustenance of thousands of Eruin players, all rise and fall on the surface of this stormy sea. Although everyone knew that they could have failed, or even had failed, they stayed - at least I did, and I don't regret it. They had failed before, leaving him with deep memories that would affect him for the rest of his life, but this time they might not fail, not to mention that the same people stood by his side, how could he not have the courage to fight again.

Whatever it is, as long as it gets in the way of it, he'll make it pay. Mardos fell a thousand years ago at the hands of four sages, and a thousand years later, the outcome will not change.

"I see, Senpai." Brando replied quietly.

Bai Jia showed a relieved gaze and nodded.

But Brando knew that now was not the time to comfort each other, and the most important thing at the moment was to solve the immediate problem, he looked at Shiro and asked coldly, "Where is this plan already underway?" ”

He paused, and a complicated brilliance flashed in his eyes, as if he understood something: "The White Legion is standing still in Ovekhin, is it waiting for you-"

"You believe it now?" Bai asked.

Brando looked at the woman with some disgust. "I'll let you tell the truth, Miss Tiamas," replied patiently, "I know your tricks and what you're trying to do, but now you should know that you're on that side, and I want you to be sincere with me." ”

"I'm on your side?" Bai sneered: "Human, are you making a mistake? Although I came out with this waste," she looked at Crot, and made no secret of her contempt for this waste, "but it only shows that I have my own thoughts, and that man's subordinates, Alvette, the king of the banshees, and Holifen, the king of the griffins, who have no plans of their own, are nothing." ”

"Don't beat around the bush," Brando interrupted her coldly, "I've always been suspicious of your attitude, but your words have been revealed. You don't send them out with these walls, not because you have your own agendas - or indeed because you have your own intentions, because you know that they don't dare to question your decisions, that you are far closer to that person than they are, and that you have supreme authority in front of them. ”

Bai's face changed slightly, but she didn't say anything, but waited quietly for Brando to continue.

"Actually, you didn't lie before, Tiamas," Brando replied, "and your real purpose is the ghost of Rorison, right?" ”

"I don't understand what you mean, human." Smile in vain.

Brando pondered for a moment, then looked up. "Originally, I didn't want to say it, but in order not to cheat each other in our future cooperation, I think it's better to be open-minded." He said, "White, or Tiamas. Miss Qiu Yue, there is an organization in this world called the twelve heads of Xudra, which one are you? ”

Word for word, he asked, "Patriarch Tiamas, can you answer me?" ”

A smile froze on the undead lady's face.

…… (To be continued......)