The head of the Holy Order of the Holy See, who was forcibly taken from Victory Square, was destined to be impossible to cover up.

In just a few days, it was like growing wings, and not only the Northern Kingdom, but even the newly formed business alliance was in an uproar.

Except for the three major families who knew the horror of the Holy See, the rest of the great nobles were like being shot in the arm after learning the news, and all parts of the country were ready to move.

Even the talks in the Free City have been bogged down these days.

As the plenipotentiary of the Holy See in negotiations with the commercial alliance, Theodore's mood was simply extremely bad, did those stupid nobles really think that they were enough to compete with the Holy See?

He had already learned all the details of the day of the incident, and although he couldn't believe that someone had torn through the space and forcibly taken Medester away, he still felt the trickiness of the incident.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty's handwritten letter from Kulin!"

"Get it!"

Theodore, who was at a loss for these things, heard the attendant's voice and hurriedly got up from the chair, snatched the secret document from the attendant's hand, and tore off the fire paint.

Gasped, "This..."

After burning the letter on the candle, Theodore's fat face was extremely solemn, "Gather all the personnel and inform the three families that the evening dance party has been canceled, I have something important to announce to them, go quickly." ”

Looking at the back of the attendant leaving, Theodore pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to relieve his headache.

After a few months of recuperation, the lord finally took advantage of this incident to finally make a big move.

...

Kulin.

Ma Long slowly got up from the ground, his eyes were dark, and his face was indifferent.

"Surrender or death, the choice is yours, traveler from another world. ”

Mien held the canon in his hand, and looked at Marlon, who had been invaded, with a calm face, "What do you want from me?"

"Obey my people and open the door of the gods, and your friends will not only be intact, but you will also be glorified. ”

"What if I don't say yes?"

"You have no reason to refuse. ”

Mien slowly placed the canon on the table, "I need time to think about it. ”

"You've only got three days, think about it. ”

As the voice fell, Ma Long was stunned, and the darkness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Your Excellency, are we really going to give up on Lord Medester, once the door of the Divine Descent is opened, those alien races will surely pour out of their nests with our power..."

Even so, Mien still looked at Malone calmly, "Your heart is afraid. ”

Not daring to look directly into Mien's gaze, Malone lowered his head with some trepidation, "My faith has never wavered, Your Majesty." ”

"I know, when you're tired, go and rest. ”

Hearing this, Ma Long lowered his head and left.

There was only a wooden chair in the empty room, silent, and the sun outside the window was like blood.

"Do you see something?"

"An old friend. ”

As the words fell, time and space collapsed in the corner of the room, and King Elon appeared in the room with his captive.

The gray-robed man who was captured by life and looked at the outer regions was also a strong party at this time like a deflated ball, even if he had endless means, he could only be caught under the restrictions of the powerful rules of the main world.

"Hehe, it's useless for you to catch me, it's impossible for the god to give up the chips in my hand for me..."

Before he finished speaking, a big golden hand pinched him up in an instant, and the sound of bones breaking and tendons making people sore teeth.

"Tell me where your men were caught. ”

With a gloomy face and eyes like ice, the calmer Mine's expression became, the more terrifying the pressure in the room became!

The unrivaled psychic power raged wildly, and the chair placed in the center of the room let out an overwhelmed wail, and the wooden structure began to crack slightly.

"Kill me, it's my honor to die for the cause of my people. ”

Even if death is imminent, the gray-robed man still regards death as home, and even makes provocative words and only asks for death.

"Relax Mine, since it's a bargaining chip, your friend will definitely be safe and sound in a short time. ”

Like a ragdoll that has been broken, the gray-robed man was thrown to the ground by Mien, the shining pure white blade flashed, the limbs of the gray-robed man were cut off instantly, and the wounds were healed to prevent shock and death, Mien stepped on his chest with one foot, and looked coldly at the gray-robed man who was already dying, "You will pay for this, and the devil and original sin will be punished." ”

No matter what the torture was, Meen didn't get any valuable information from the gray-robed man's mouth, but that didn't stop him from venting his anger on the alien race who had captured Samiyah.

King Elon glanced at the gray-robed man, who had completely lost his value, "Tens of thousands of years ago, the Tinder Clan began planning to invade the Overworld, and it seems that the fall of the Sacred Tree has given you hope once again. ”

Prior to this, King Elon had explained to Mien what the origin of this so-called Tinder Protoss was, and also told Mien why the creatures of the Outlands wanted to invade the most barren and most restrictive Overworld.

Because it is only from here that one can reach the other planes, and it is the foundation of all domination!

Humans have not been creatures in the Overworld since the beginning, only dwarves and elves who can manipulate elemental power are the natives here.

When Narug's seal is completely gone, it will only be a matter of time before the banished magical creatures and powerful spellcasters will return, and the other dimensional passages will be opened.

The Tinder Protoss planned the invasion early, just to take advantage of the destruction of the sacred tree to gain an advantage.

If the Tinder succeed in taking over the Overworld, the Being, who has ruled over the whole of Nordratos and is one of the few behemoths in the Outlands, will use it as a springboard to plunder the resources of other planes.

As the guardians, the High Elves had an obligation to prevent this from happening, but King Elon obviously had no intention of doing so, otherwise he would not have planned to destroy the sacred tree.

As for the reason...

Looking at Mien with a smile, King Elon's voice was still pleasant and ethereal, "Meen, this catastrophe our High Elves no longer have enough strength to resist, as the leader of the human world, it is your responsibility to lead your people against the imminent invaders." ”

As the embodiment of the will of the Overworld, the Overworld is immortal, and the existence of King Elon is eternal.

Ever since the long-eared man in front of him was hanging out with the mercenaries all day long, Meen had already understood that this guy was a bit of a 'retirement'.

No one has ever been able to take advantage of Meen, and no one has ever been able to get away with it after offending Meen's scales.

There was a biting coldness in his voice.

"You are wrong, my friend, for those who call God in the light will perish. ”