The atmosphere froze all at once, a few points colder than the cold weather in the Northland.

Jeremy hung in mid-air, spread his six wings, and silently stared at Richie. The two men were at a stalemate.

Jones, dressed in armor and wrapped in a thick cotton jacket over his armor, stood beside Rich. A faint white mist wafted out from the cracks in the armor mask.

"Don't say no so quickly. Jeremy smiled faintly and said softly, "We can give you plenty of time to think about it, but of course, it won't be very long." There are two things we want you to know. One, we are not pressuring you, we are just looking for a proper solution to this problem and maintain balance on the Celtic continent. Balance means that wars can be avoided and casualties can be avoided, which is in line with the ideas that your father, the Lich King Gray Gruglu, has always advocated. At the same time, the truce can also be unconditional. You can ask the Black Dragons to relinquish their control over Gustav. It is not impossible to even let them compensate you in another way. As long as they can agree. That's actually a lot of advice. ”

"Another point that we want you to understand is that if there is a war as a last resort, it will not be another battle of salted fish port. Because, the Holy Spirit is ready for the worst. We don't want Celtics to fall into your hands, that means we're going to lose it forever, and it's no different from destroying it. ”

Richie stood motionless, one hand pressed to the hilt of his sword.

Looking back in the direction of the Golden Dragons, Jeremy continued, "I will pass this news on to your allies, and I hope you can sit down together and come up with an ideal solution." No one wants to go to the last step, do they? I'll come back in three days, hoping to get a satisfactory answer. ”

"No, I can tell you right now, I refuse!" replied Richie angrily.

Again, don't say no so quickly. We give you plenty of time to think about it. Have a nice day. ”

As he spoke, Jeremy smiled, and the figure slowly vanished.

The black dragons in the distance poked their heads out of the top of the dragon and looked at them with wide eyes, as if they didn't know what Richie and Jeremy were talking about.

......

"What are you kidding, if they want to fight, they will fight to the end!"

"Have we ever been afraid of anyone? Anyway, we have a soul box, can they find it?"

"We can fight them for eternity!"

"That's it!"

Upon hearing the news, the lichs were indignant.

In this atmosphere of righteous indignation, Jones suddenly said, "But Richie doesn't have a soul box." ”

Suddenly, everyone looked towards Rich and Jones. The lichs fell silent.

"I don't mind!" Rich said categorically: "In order to avenge my father, even if I have to pay with my life, I will not complain! Not to mention just passing an ultimatum, even if the angel army is in front of me, I will not give in!"

"Yes!"

"We can't give in!"

"Give them a taste of the scourge of the dead!"

All of a sudden, the lichs shouted again. Jones, the only one, sat quietly, turned his face sideways and gave Richie a cautious look.

......

"I don't think it's feasible. ”

"Why?"

In the dark tunnel, Dora handed Jones a jar of blood.

Taking off his knight's helmet, Jones took the jar full of blood, tilted his head and grunted into his mouth. It wasn't until he had drunk it all that Jones lowered his head and wiped his mouth, then said, "We've seen the strength of the Angel Legion. Just because they lose doesn't mean they will lose all the time. In fact, I think if they give it their all, they can win. After all, they still have the Holy Spirit, and the strength of the Holy Spirit is on the same level as the Demon Lord. We've all seen the power of the Demon Lord. Even if it was just in front of his magic envoys, ordinary angels and demons would be powerless to fight back. ”

Leaning back on the stone, Jones took a deep breath, paused, stared at the empty ground in front of him, and continued, "I can understand what they mean." They don't want to really intervene, because if they do, the demon will definitely do something too. But if they can't solve it, they will definitely step in. Accepting their terms is probably the best outcome for us. ”

Duo stretched his hand and took the empty jar handed back by Jones, and asked cautiously, "Lord Jones, doesn't he want to avenge His Highness the Lich King?"

"Of course I would like to. But there is more to it than just avenging our father. In addition to avenging our father, we have many things to do, such as keeping what our father held on to and implementing what our father carried out. If we are defeated here, then they will even completely erase the existence of the father from this world, and no history book will record it. Heaven and Hell are willing to do so, and they are capable of it. The whole of Celtics will be restored to the way it was before his father appeared. Jones's eyes were full of exhaustion and confusion. Glancing at Dora, he whispered, "Between our father's dreams and revenge, we have to make a difficult choice. ”

"Mistress Richie won't agree. ”

"I know. Not only him, but none of the lichs of the White Bone Holy Light Holy Light Sect would agree. Jones slowly closed his eyes, his face full of worry: "I want to persuade Richie, but I don't know how to speak." In his heart, it seemed that avenging his father was more important than anything else, and not just his life. ”

Jones is still focused on digging down the top of the dragon. Since then, Jones has not talked to Rich about the matter. Things seem to have come to an end and don't need to be thought about anymore. At least that's what the lich thinks, and they're already actively preparing for war.

One by one, more undead "consumables" were sent from other places. The undead are in full swing on the battlefield.

It wasn't until two days later that the Golden Dragon's Elder Gorgastaf appeared. A meeting with Elder Ggarstaph, to which Jones was also invited. The location is a space that the goblins dug up while digging a tunnel, similar to a basement.

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"You're withdrawing?" Richie pushed his hands directly onto the table and asked sharply, "Do you want to break the covenant again?"

"No, we're not breaking the covenant. Elder Ggarstaph reluctantly said, "On the contrary, we are fulfilling the covenant. Nothing in our covenant provides for the extermination of the Black Dragon. Even your father, the previous Lich King, said that the equality and justice of the Black Dragon should be guaranteed as well. You were there, weren't you? ”

"But they killed my father!"

"Not every black dragon participated in the plot to assassinate Ling Zun, let alone every black dragon participated in the assassination of Ling Zun. This is unfair and unjust for the black dragon who has not made a mistake. ”

"But they're still standing together, isn't it? it means they're all in favor of it, Elder, please listen to it yourself!" Richie angrily held out a hand and pointed to the dome of the underground space.

Even through a thick layer of earth, they could still hear shouts coming from the top of the dragon.

"Don't you want to avenge your father, don't you want to avenge your father, come and kill us! We're waiting for you here!"

"You may not believe it, but when we killed your father, your father begged for mercy!

"Oh yes, your father also had a black cat, right? The black cat was so scared that he was incontinent! Believe me, it's all true, I was there!"

Rich's teeth were already clucking, and he glared angrily at Elder Ggarstaph.

Lowering his head, Elder Gejiastaph said softly, "This incident has shown us the face of this long-time ally of our Golden Dragon. Believe me, we Golden Dragons also hate them now. We have no intention of restoring our alliance with them, and we are not even willing to have the slightest relationship with them, let alone protect them. But...... You really need to think about this seriously. ”

"I don't need to think about it!" Richie snapped.

"If Heaven does send troops, what should we do?" Regardless of Richie's refusal, Elder Gagastaph's eyes widened, and his tone gradually increased, and he asked, "If we are defeated here, what will happen to us Golden Dragons? What will become of Ling Zun's long-held dream? We all hate Black Dragons, but hatred can't change anything. It will only keep us in a quagmire, make us lost, and in turn destroy what we hold dear. ”

"My father has never compromised! I can't compromise either! If I can defeat the black dragon, I can defeat the angel!"

"And how are you going to defeat it, can you tell us as your allies?"

"I don't need to tell you!"

"We're allies, aren't we, and when you ask us to fulfill our obligations as allies, should we also be given the power that allies deserve? Not only do you need to assess, but we also need to assess. ”

The atmosphere was already extremely stiff.

Richie is obviously mad, and in the face of this huge crisis, the golden dragon is also unrelenting. The two sides are at a stalemate.

Jones sat next to Richie and glanced at him quietly.

After a while, Elder Gejiastav slowly stood up on the table and said softly, "I have no intention of forcing you, but time is pressing, we must have a final decision, I hope you can seriously consider it, and I will come back in half a day." Hopefully, before the deadline, we can agree. ”

As he spoke, Elder Ggarstaaf crossed his hands over his chest, bowed, and walked away.

In the small underground space, only Rich and Jones sat side by side, a dilapidated wooden table covered with mud and sand, and a few chairs. An oil lamp flickered gently on the table, reflecting the shadows of Richie and Jones on the rock wall.

The two of them sat quietly, and the whole world was silent. Except for the taunts of the black dragons from afar, there was no other sound.

The voices were so harsh that it was as if they were the only ones left in the world.

After a few moments, Richie jerked to his feet, lifted the table up, threw it against the rock wall, and smashed it.

The oil lamp fell to the ground and lit a small fire, illuminating the underground space.

Jones still sat quietly in his chair as if nothing had happened, just staring at the fire with helplessness.

Rich was already trembling with anger: "Brother, you will support me, right? Whoever tries to stop us from taking revenge, we can't back down in the slightest. Even heaven and hell are the same. Father can't just die, a few black dragons can't undo the mistakes they have made. ”

Jones was silent.

"Don't you support me?" Richie continued, "Don't worry, I have a way to defeat the Angel Legion. It's not hard to think of an option. ”

"Allyed with Hell?" Jones asked suddenly.

Jones himself was a little surprised when he asked this. This is the easiest way, but it should also be the least likely way. However, at this moment, Jones suddenly felt that this was the most preferred method for Richie......

There was silence for a few moments before Richie replied, "Yes, that may be the only way." Will you support it?"

Hearing this answer, Jones was visibly disappointed: "Will I support it or not, will it change your decision?"

"Of course, you are my brother. My only brother. My father is gone, and apart from my mother, you and Sister Dora are the closest people to me. We should stand together. ”

To do so would be against my father's faith. ”

"No, not really. Richie turned his face sharply and said, "Didn't my father also make an alliance with the demons? he had gained the power of the Demon Lord, although it was later withdrawn." That's what my mother told me. ”

"I was there for him at the time. Looking at Richie, Jones whispered, "To be precise, my father has received a 'gift' from the devil. It's a 'gift', not an alliance. The Demon Lord has nothing to ask for from his father, he just retains the right to take back the 'gift'. There are no other conditions. Can we talk about the same conditions as hell now? ”

With his helmet in his hand, Richie took two steps back and forth in the underground space, even stepping directly over the fire. Turning around, he spread his hands and said to Jones, "We have no other choice, this is the only choice we can have!"

"No, we have other options, it's just that you don't want to accept it. Jones trembled slightly, took a deep breath, pursed his lips and said, "You said that your father's last words were to tell you not to hate, hatred can't save anything." Maybe we should follow our father's last words. My father sees his dreams as more important than his own life. Are we going to avenge him and ruin everything he's been doing?"