Chapter 711: Fear

"Darkness...... You Luna Church, don't you talk about any rules?!"

Dressed in a knight's dress, Al's cold face turned over his cold face, looking at the envoy who was choked by the neck.

"Sir. ”

"I tell you the rules, and you have the rules to talk about. ”

The guilty will be condemned by just law.

The wicked will be punished by the righteous.

This is the order that circulates in this world.

So, what about the state?

If a kingdom commits unrighteousness, who will punish it?

The Pombo Dynasty of the Dark Empire has not fallen for thousands of years, who will eliminate this kingdom controlled by the evil gods?

The answer is, no one.

No one is an opponent of this terrible, evil, dark country.

The Netherel Empire, which has a brilliant magical civilization and is guarded by the ancient sun god Amanata, if it weren't for the collapse of the magic net, the death of more than thirty legendary Grand Arcanists, the transformation of the undead into the undead.

They may rule the world until the end of the world.

Therefore, in the final analysis, the order of this world still speaks with strength.

β†’ and other countries are reluctant to start a war lightly, so the Manchester City Federation dares to use scarce food resources to extort the Bauhinia Principality at this time.

Asking for rare iron ore and a large amount of magic materials as compensation is just an excuse to want to annex the Bauhinia Father.

Either they are unwilling to go to war, drink to quench their thirst, compensate the Manchester City Federation for a lot of wealth, continue to buy expensive food, and wait until the treasury is empty, which is the time when the Manchester City Federation will not be bloodless.

Either that or fighting for dignity gave Manchester City Commonwealth a reason to attack the Bauhinia principality. Manchester City Federation, which controls the food source of the Bauhinia Duchy, will not take long to swallow this noise.

The confrontation between β†’ and countries has never been a game between children.

As long as the four empires continue to fight for a day, a large amount of arable land will still be wasted, and food will be the most precious resource in the world. Civilians panic without food for several days, fighters who don't eat for days can't pick up their weaponsβŠ₯ are legendary, and they starve to death without food for a month.

The Manchester City Federation, which is made up of more than a dozen small cities with abundant fields that produce a lot of food, has finally revealed their ambitions after waiting for so long.

The three major human empires also developed from small city-states, and the Netherel Empire was only a fishing village of more than a hundred people at the beginning, so why couldn't they make a name for themselves in this era?

It is precisely because of the current long war on the mainland and the four empires that they are too busy to take care of themselves, that these powerful Zhonghuo families have dangerous ideas.

The Bauhinia Principality, which has four ore veins and only two cities, is rich in resources and weak in military forces, and has recently undergone another transformation.

And the Empire of Light, as a backer, is now unable to protect itself, even if the moon god blesses this country, it can't stop their longing for this country.

They found an excuse to go to war, and they also invited many powerful people to join them, ready to face the terrifying Dark Moon and the Church of the Moon God composed of a group of women.

However, without confronting Albenstock in person, they could not comprehend the horrors of the Dark Moon.

Β°C moment and order are the means for the strong to restrain the weak.

And Al, on the other hand, has the power to change the rules and set the order.

The envoy and his men, their faces distorted and their muscles were bruised, and they howled powerlessly in the air.

Behind them, a spinning Dark Moon Wheel twisted.

The gate of the moon wheel slowly opened, revealing the scene of a city.

Across the city, there is a mansion.

Across the mansion, there is an overcrowded council hall.

At that moment, the middle-aged man in the council hall was deep and cold, and raised his head to meet Al's gaze.

At this moment, with the memory of the envoy as the medium and the seven-story mage tower magic pool as the energy source, across the mountains, plains and lakes, the door to the top leader of the Manchester Federation was opened.

Manchester City's Federal Supreme Leader, Generalissimo, Grand Duke, Gresham.

Immediately behind Grand Duke Gresham, a mage with a deep aura and a heroic warrior appeared to protect him.

Gresham looked at the sudden appearance of the Dark Moon Wheel and bowed slightly.

"Lord Dark Moon, your spells are as wonderful as they are rumored. The defensive barrier of the Grand Duke's Mansion is like no man's land to you. ”

The rotating moon wheel opened, revealing a cold figure dressed in a knight's uniform.

"Bypassing the enchantment of a few wild mages is not something to be proud of. ”

The mages who came from all around Gresham had a gloomy face at the same time.

Gresham's face was as usual, and he couldn't see through what people were thinking.

"So, Lord Dark Moon, what is your purpose for this visit?"

Al held out his hand to Gresham.

"Manchester City Federation behaves despicably, and you have an unshirkable responsibility as the Grand Duke of Manchester City. ”

"Her Royal Highness Princess Regent has an order to summon you to come and ask for your guilt. ”

The mage of the council hall burst into cheers at the same time, and the spells in his hands blasted endlessly towards the dark moon wheel, and the dimensional anchor, curse deflection, spell transfer, and spell release were cast on Grand Duke Gresham together.

The Dark Moon Wheel vanished, and the mages stayed by the Grand Duke's side at the same time.

The deep Grand Duke Gresham raised his hand to look at him, and the color of his figure began to dim, shrouded in a shadow mist.

"Grand Duke!"

The people in the council hall shouted in shock and dismay.

Grand Duke Gresham looked suspiciously at the mysterious mage behind him.

The mage looked at it and shook his head.

"It is a positioning shadow summoning with bloodline as the medium, and when he invaded the Grand Duke's Mansion, he secretly obtained the flesh and blood of the Grand Duke and locked the shadow of the Grand Duke. Dimensional anchors don't work, they only delay the amount of time you're held into the shadows. ”

"Can't it be interrupted?"

Grand Duke Gresham asked with a calm face. Obviously, this mysterious mage is powerful and makes people feel confident.

However, the mage shook his head regretfully in the face of this strange spell.

"It's okay to interrupt, but it still can't stop him from forcibly summoning you again. ”

"Moreover, this spell has a shadow curse. Whoever interrupts this spell will be locked by him and the shadow will become the coordinates. ”

"I, a wild mage, don't want to provoke the shadow of calamity that will be avenged. ”

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings fell silent.

No one dared to prevent Grand Duke Gresham from being dragged away by the shadows, unconsciously revealing fearful fear of the shadows on his body.

Grand Duke Gresham looked dazed and let out a loud voice.

"Is the Dark Moon so strong, he's just an eleventh level mage who is less than fifteen years old!"

The mysterious mage bowed his head slightly

"Although ashamed, it is an indisputable fact that the Shadow of Calamity is powerful even if he does not have the favor of the moon god. ”

While traveling in the Empire of Light, Albenstock, the Shadow of Calamity, escaped several roundups by the Church of Light, the red-robed mage, and the Forest Council, and assassinated many powerful people with strange and terrifying spells.

Those spells were all bloody, powerful, and weird, and they definitely had nothing to do with Lady Good God Moon. This is the power of the Dark Moon itself.

Recently, it has been an intimate global broadcast of the Goddess of Doom, and only an arrogant fool would ignore his threats and the horrors of the Doom Lady.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't expect Dark Moon to intervene so forcefully and directly in the dispute between the two countries. ”

"As we agreed, I will not clash head-on with the Shadow of Calamity. I will return the deposit to your administrative officer, and our agreement will come to an end. ”

The mysterious mage forcibly distorted and disappeared in the council hall sealed by the dimensional anchor.

Grand Duke Gresham, who was gradually enveloped by a dim shadow, let out a weak sigh.

Empty ambitions, but powerless in the face of absolute power......

Sigh.