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"Then if I summon ghosts, will I even summon Rip Lockimus again?"

"Half a year...... Or it won't last even half a year......" When the giant eye of the sky said this, its eyes fluctuated, and it was already full of helplessness and sadness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even if it's stronger than the gods? What if you are the lord of heaven and earth? "He" couldn't even save his own daughter.

"I see, can I live that long? Father, after I die, will all traces of me completely disappear from this world? Father, this is a terrible feeling......" Yana chuckled, slowly picked up the black box on the ground, and slowly began to walk out.

"Yana, where are you going? It has been proven that the mother of Riko will not be able to defeat her opponent, and the father's bet with the one from the previous era has failed, and this matter is over. ”

"Father, as you said, these last days will not care about my business...... Yana just wanted to ...... Just trying to find ...... Evidence that I ever lived...... Completing this bet for your father is the only way for me to prove that I really existed. ”

After Yana finished saying this, she had already walked away with the black box, but the giant eyes of the sky in the void seemed to be stunned, and it turned into helplessness for a long time.

"Well, if Yana summons Riktimu again...... 'M afraid...... I'm afraid it will be soon...... It's going to disappear...... My kids ......"

At this moment, a message came into his mind from afar.

"Report, Troy City and Tantingburg are fighting again, the leaders of both sides have been dispatched, and now the war has spread to the surrounding cities, the situation is serious, you must come forward to stop them."

The "Giant Eye of the Sky" shrank slightly, and then the giant eye let out a somewhat annoyed voice: "These damn races, there is no day of peace. Although full of resentment, the "Giant Eye of the Sky" slowly retracted, and soon disappeared here, rushing to another place to save the scene and be a peacemaker.

In the center of this infinite world, there is a huge city that is built entirely of silver.

This silver giant city is the center of the most famous and prestigious "Silver Empire" in the world, and its name is "Yanjing".

"Yanjing" occupies an area, the vertical and horizontal have reached an astonishing hundreds of kilometers, can be called a giant like a real giant city, the top of "Yanjing" exudes silver light all year round, can compete with the pale silver sun in the sky, the light shines forever, so that the silver empire of Yanjing, like a city that never sleeps.

The shape of "Yanjing" resembles a five-story pyramid, each layer has a different shape, the top of the five layers is straight into the sky, and the height from the ground is more than thousands of meters.

At this moment, at the very top of this "Yanjing", in a magnificent hall, there are ten tall seats, the seats are arranged in a circle, and the seats are high above, filled with an indescribable majesty.

On the ten seats, all sat a figure shrouded in a set of gorgeous white robes, and in front of these figures, a golden ball was placed, but the numbers engraved on the golden ball were different.

From the word "1" at the top, all the way clockwise, the numbers engraved on the ten balls are from "1" to "10", it seems that each number is different, and the status of the gorgeous white-robed figure on the seat is also different.

"This matter must not stop there, this is the most serious provocation to our 'Silver Empire'." Among them, the gorgeous white-robed figure of the "No. 6" golden ball placed in front of him made a cold voice.

"Since the Thunder King is fine, this matter, I think it's better to stop here, we are really not suitable to set up such a strong enemy outside the Demon Capital." Another white-robed figure with a "No. 10" gold ball placed in front of him made a very pleasant female voice.

"Another strong enemy? For thousands of years, how could the Silver Empire fear anyone and power? These remnants of the previous era should be swept away, and now it is the era of the fifth age. The one with the "7" golden ball in front of him let out a cold laugh.

"What do you think, First Patriarch?" Suddenly, another white-robed figure with the No. 4 golden ball placed in front of him turned his head to look at the white-robed figure with the No. 1 golden ball placed in front of the head.

"Me?" The "First Elder" who placed the "No. 1" Golden Ball in front of him made a very old voice, which sounded a little weak, and seemed to mark the age of the "First Elder", who was already very old.

"About the origin of the Black Knight...... Old man, I also know something...... Since the Thunder King is safe and sound, this matter, I think it is still a big thing to a small thing, and a small thing to a small matter, at present, our main opponent is the Demon Capital, and the other ......"

The First Elder's voice was weak, and as soon as he said it, the white-robed figure with the "No. 3" golden ball placed in front of him couldn't help but interrupt him: "Don't do this, if we indulge these black warriors this time, how can the Silver Empire lose face?" Dear elders, our Silver Empire can have the achievements and majesty it is today, and it must not be destroyed by this, I propose that we dispatch two elders to mobilize the Tiangang Corps to wipe out these remnants of the Black Warriors in one fell swoop, compared to the Demon Capital, these remnants of the Black Warriors are not a strong enemy. ”

"Presumptuous!"

As soon as the white-robed figure with the No. 3 ball placed in front of him said this, above him, the white-robed figure with the No. 2 golden ball placed in front of him suddenly uttered a calm and old spoken language, so at this time, Wang Heng and Zhang Kuo and others were present, and they would immediately hear that the voice of the white-robed figure with the No. 2 golden ball placed in front of him turned out to be their second brother, the second captain of the original "Eight Thousand Black Warriors", and the voice of Wang An, one of the three strongest black warriors of their generation.

"What did you say, Elder?" The voice of the white-robed figure with the "No. 3" ball placed in front of him was a little annoyed.

"Third Elder, you are too presumptuous, you just interrupted the speech of the First Elder, such an impertinent behavior is really unbelievable to me, and it will appear at today's meeting of the Elders." Wang An's voice was very majestic: "The matter of the Thunder King and the Black Warrior, I agree with the decision of the First Elder, the Hemo Capital that we need to face in a year is our primary enemy, and I have investigated the cause of this matter very clearly, and the Thunder King also needs to bear considerable responsibility, I think there is no need to continue today's meeting, this matter, there is no need to continue to discuss it at all." ”

When Wang An said this, he suddenly bowed his hand slightly to the first elder of the head of the head, and said: "First elder, let's end this meeting, there is no need to discuss the matter of the Thunder King and the Black Knight, if anyone wants to make trouble at such a time, our Council of Elders will never sit idly by." ”

"Good...... The meeting was adjourned...... "The first patriarch at the head was weak, and he bowed his hand slightly.

"Humph!" The third elder stood up suddenly, everyone could clearly sense his anger, stretched out his right hand, held up the golden ball engraved with the word "3" in front of him, and without saying a word, turned around and walked out of the conference hall.

The major elders left one after another, and the atmosphere was very silent, and in the end, in the entire conference hall, only the weakened first elder and the second elder who made the same voice as Wang An remained.

"Second elder, can this matter really be suppressed like this?"

The second elder slowly stood up, revealing his true face, that seemingly ordinary face, but full of tenacity like a rock, his right hand stretched out, holding the golden ball engraved with the word "2", the true face of the second elder among the ten elders of the Silver Empire, it was Wang An, the second captain of the Black Warrior.

"At least, it won't use the Silver Empire's legion power, though...... These guys won't just give up......" Wang An's face showed a strange smile: "However, this is also a good training. ”

"Be careful of the three elders, just be afraid...... He will poke this matter up......" The First Elder's voice was slow, Wang An nodded, and suddenly bowed respectfully to the First Elder: "This time, thanks to you." ”

The First Elder smiled slowly and said, "Wang An, this is the last thing I can do for you, no, it should be said that it is the last thing you can do for the Black Warrior, remember what you promised me...... After this incident, you should forget your identity as a black warrior and serve the Silver Empire loyally, and be loyal to 'that one'. ”

The corners of Wang An's face twitched slightly, and then he smiled astringently and said, "My life is given by you, and I promise you that I should do it." ”

The face of the first patriarch slowly appeared, but it was an old man with wrinkles on his face, but this face full of wrinkles, what was shown at this moment was no longer the kind of aging appearance with weak energy, but smiling like an old fox with ten thousand years of Taoism.

The three elders holding the "No. 3" golden ball walked out of the council hall full of anger, this three elders are a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old who looks about the same age as Wang An, with a short black beard and a gloomy face, and when he walked out of the hall, he roared angrily in a low voice: "Don't think this matter is over, want to cover the sky in the council?" Don't! ”

He was followed by the Sixth Elder who held the "6" Golden Ball and the Seventh Elder with the "7" Ball respectively, and their faces were just as angry.

"The Thunder King was hit hard, the difference was killed, and several silver chariots were destroyed, this is a naked slap in the face of our Silver Empire, such a serious provocation, they even want to hold the attitude of turning big things into small things and small things in vain? What kind of patriarch is this? I feel ashamed to be such a patriarch—" The sixth patriarch suddenly roared angrily and threw the golden ball in his hand.

(To be continued)