Chapter Seventy-Six: The End of the Porcupine

Southern of the Empire, Iron Coast, where the First Army was stationed.

The 2nd Brigade, stationed on the coast, finally brought back the news, and the generals and Serena were invited to the meeting by the commander of the regiment, Taize.

"What? The Sea Clan is asking to negotiate with us?"

Serena's surprise was for a reason.

The Deep Sea Clan was originally a branch of the Demon Clan, inhabiting the deep waters around Demon Island. After the Battle of the Black Moon, the Deep Sea Clan was dissatisfied with the weakness of their clan and withdrew from the sea around Demon Island. Over the past thousand years, the relationship between the Deep Sea Race and the Terran has been very tense, and Terran caravans are often hijacked by the Deep Sea Race at sea. There have been many wars between the two communities over this issue, but fortunately both sides have restrained themselves and have not further escalated the friction. And for such a long time, although the Terrans have repeatedly expressed their desire to negotiate with the Abyssal Clan out of long-term interests, they have never received a response from the Abyssal Clan.

"Yes, they asked us to send representatives of the royal family to negotiate with them, and they ......"

It was Noka, the commander of the Second Brigade, who seemed to hesitate a little and did not continue.

"Go on. ”

Tize and Serena said at the same time, such news is too important for Fasel, and the two people who are usually very calm are also a little nervous at this time.

Startled by the reaction of the two, Noka gritted his teeth and continued.

"They, they say, are willing to swear that within a hundred years there will be no land for Van Fasener, and the shores of steel will be a thousand miles to the south, and merchant ships will be unimpeded. However, they want our direct descendants of the royal family to go to the Deep Sea Clan alone to negotiate to show their sincerity. ”

"Good!"

Taize shouted, his face beaming with joy. The leaders below looked at Tai Ze, and then looked at each other with an embarrassed face.

"Why, aren't you happy? Although I am usually belligerent, I also know that reconciliation between the two ethnic groups is a great thing for my country, why do you have such expressions?"

"Commander, Her Majesty is still there......"

Finally, someone couldn't help but whisper a reminder to Dao Taize.

Only then did Tai Ze realize how dangerous it was for the royal family to go to the Deep Sea Clan alone.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Serena.

Serena smiled, then stood up.

"Captain Taize said a lot, if this matter is true, it is indeed the luck of Fasener, Commander Noka, please send someone to reply to the Deep Sea Clan, I, the thirty-seventh generation descendant of the Kaleqi family, the current empress of Fasel, will visit the Deep Sea Clan in three days. ”

"God bless Fasener!"

All the generals, including Teze, knelt on one knee and saluted Serena with their right hands crossed across their chests.

At this moment, Serena knew that she had finally been recognized by the First Legion. It's just that there is still deep worry hidden in her eyes.

Black Snow City, the stronghold of the upstart faction.

It's a small town just a day's walk from Norvi City, where Elsa and Cole left Norvi City after the wind struck.

"What the hell do we need to do. ”

"All the set-ups are done, we just have to wait. ”

"However, apart from a few noble young masters who support the nouveau riche faction, I don't see anything you have arranged, Mr. Cole. Elsa wondered.

"Even before we left Norvi City, all my colleagues who supported me had been informed, hid their tracks, and waited for good news. ”

"But you told me before that there are things you have to deal with in Yingli City. ”

Elsa sensed that something was wrong.

Cole sighed softly and spoke softly in a completely different voice than before.

"Miss Elsa, what Mr. Cole has to do is in Norvi City, not in Innero City, and all you have to do is get out of Norvi City. ”

"What are you talking about......"

For a moment, Elsa's face turned dark.

Norvi City, Luther House.

Nick, who was sitting alone in the courtyard, had been in a bad mood lately, and the sudden appearance of Kasiu had stolen all his scenery. Wasn't he the most talked about in Norvi City in the past, but now, the streets are full of rumors about the man named Cassiu. And those guys from the Holy See, who never seem to take themselves seriously, huh...... These guys are really disgusting......

At this moment, a figure in a red robe walked into the courtyard.

"Is that you? looking for my father? He's in the study. ”

Nick, who saw the face of the visitor, turned around a little disappointed and wanted to go back to his room.

"Alas......"

Chekov let out a slight sigh, and then a pillar of white light fell from the sky, instantly drowning Nick's figure.

This handsome young master didn't even have time to shout, so he turned into a point of light and dissipated in midair.

More pillars of light began to land on the mansion, and everything dissolved in front of the white light like snow scorched by the sun.

In less than a minute, the entire mansion seemed to disappear out of thin air, except for the place where the original study was, a golden fighting aura protected Luthor and the scimitar.

"You, you bastard, what are you doing!"

Luther shouted at Chekov with red eyes, he was like a mad beast.

Chekov glanced at Luthor with some disgust, remembering his previous rudeness to himself.

"Looks like the Lord is right, I really don't need to care about your kind of garbage. ”

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a huge golden virtual image appeared behind Chekov. It was a two-winged saint clan nearly ten meters tall holding a scepter.

"Repent. ”

The golden scepter crushed Luthor as he slumped to the ground with a terrifying force.

"Sir, be careful. ”

It was only at this moment that the scimitar felt the terror of the cardinal, a force that he simply could not resist. But even so, he still stirred up the black cloud coat and protected Luther.

Finally, fear triumphed over anger.

"No, don't...... I, I can hand over the upstart faction to you, don't do this...... Don't you, don't you want Fasenr...... Don't ...... like that"

"No, no, I, how could I die here, how could I die here!"

The bloated Luthor screamed hysterically as he moved his fat body backwards.

As if he hadn't heard his cries, Chekov still swung his giant scepter at the scimitar.

"Sir, that's enough......"

The scimitar, which was struggling to prop up under the icon, turned to look at Luther. He had been an orphan and had suffered the malice of time, and Luthor might have been just a reason for him to take revenge on the world. And now, it's time for that reason to come to an end.

"You, what are you talking about, you idiot......"

The scimitar turned around, ignoring the cursing Luther, and the fighting spirit that had been used to protect Luther also withdrew to his side.

"It's time to finish. ”

The majestic golden fighting qi rushed towards the Winged Saint Clan in mid-air like a meteor unwilling to give in, and a mysterious magic circle appeared on the huge golden scepter, rushing straight towards the scimitar from top to bottom.

With a hint of relief and remorse in his eyes, this fierce and abnormal holy order disappeared between heaven and earth.

"This idiot, idiot......"

Slowly, Luthor's cries also began to become hoarse and muffled, and eventually disappeared completely......

The white pillar of light slowly dissipated.

Chekovhuan glanced indifferently at the flattened mansion and turned away.