"Dean, you traitor! you're just the patriarch of the Greenforest tribe, and you don't have the right to do that!"

Prince Sindal's pupils shrank terribly, his handsome face suddenly twisted, and he howled like a wounded beast, and immediately picked up his sword, the tip of which was pointed at the other party:

"In the name of the Son of the Mother Tree and the Guardian of the Sea of Trees, I declare that I will deprive Dean Western of his identity as a tree elf in the Greenwoods, pathetic coward, you are not worthy to live!

His angry voice echoed through the hall, slowly weakening until it was gone, and no one was there to carry out the order.

"Didn't you hear?" said Sindar, angrily rushing forward, grabbing one of the guards by the skirt and almost bursting his throat:

"Kill him for me!"

The Dryad guards looked at him indifferently, neither speaking nor making any movements, expressing their position in silence.

"Whoever kills this traitor is the patriarch of the Green Forest, and I swear in the name of the son of the mother tree that I will bestow upon him the highest honor and praise. ”

"The Mother Tree Goddess is dead, Your Highness, it makes no sense for you to swear in her name. One of the Dryad guards replied coldly.

"You, don't you listen to me, don't you recognize my identity?" Sindal's heart seemed to have fallen into the ice, and his body trembled, almost unsteady on his feet.

The two tree elf patriarchs in the audience glanced at each other, stepped forward at the same time, stroked their chests and bowed deeply: "No, Your Highness, you are still our prince. ”

"Patriarch Proud, Patriarch Mizdeno......" His eyebrows stretched, his breath became steady, and he couldn't help but regard the two of them as the last pillars.

Learned and handsome, Proud is known as a sage among the tree elves, while Mizdeno is the biological uncle of Queen Kunya, both of whom are among the strongest in the sea of trees. As long as you have their support, even if the opponent is Dean Western, you can erase it with a backhand.

Sindar has high hopes for them, desperate for their support, to kill Dean, the rebel, and then send an army against the god of destruction in Antlasu, and avenge Quinya with his own hands.

The next two words of the two patriarchs sent him into the ice cellar: "So, please shoulder your responsibilities as a leader and make the right choice, the tree elves need to survive." ”

"Traitors, cowards, you are all traitors! you all deserve to be hanged, hanged......" he slumped to the ground as if all his strength had been drained, and muttered curses in despair.

The stronger he is, the more deeply he connects with the world, the more he can appreciate the horror of the God of Destruction in the depths of the sky, and there is no point in fighting such an opponent at all. As long as the other party has a heart, then no matter how many the army of dryads is, they will die in an instant.

"Your Highness. Proude looked at each other with a sharp gaze, and his voice was very urgent, with an impatient charm: "If you can't do it, then ......"

A green glow flashed in his hand, and a dagger was suddenly held in his palm, and his figure flashed in front of Sindal like a shuttle, and appeared in front of Sindal in a flash:

"I'll just let you die!"

Before he could finish speaking, the dagger dragged out a cold light and slid straight across Sindal's neck, freezing the other man's frightened expression forever.

Grunt......

A dead and beautiful head spurted blood and rolled beneath the supreme throne of the Sea of Trees World, however, no tree elf was willing to give the former leader a second glance at the moment.

"Queen Quaya's bloodline, the infant Princess Nanali, will be the new queen of Ovidis, and we need a regent before His Majesty reaches adulthood. ”

Dean faced the image of the dome and kept his knees and said in a loud voice, "I propose Yì Mizdeno to be the Regent King, and take the place of Queen Nanali to manage the military and political affairs of Ovidis. ”

"The Fukazawa tribe seconded!"

"The Moonlight Tribe seconded!"

"The Barren Hill tribe seconded it!"

......

In the center of the canopy, as Cromwell's ideal gesture, Oberisk calmly waited until this moment, and the voice was once again transmitted to the ground:

"Is it over, this ridiculous farce?"

"It's over, my lord. ”

Now that Mizdenor is the regent, it is naturally inconvenient to kneel, so he bows to the giant of light in the image:

"Sindar is arrogant and stupid, unworthy to be our leader, Patriarch Dean's previous promise is my promise, and I hope you will accept our apologies. ”

This time, Oberisk was silent for a long time, all the tree elves were in a cold sweat, and when it was almost difficult to breathe, a trace of golden flame flashed in its eyes, and the voice was immediately conveyed mightily:

"The ruler of the sea of trees world retains the title of king, and serves our emperor Augustus as the lord, and the lords of the past generations must be sent to Antlasu before they reach adulthood, and they will be honored as kings, and they will pay tribute to the nine whites at the time of the blood moon. With this as a contract, we will become a friendly country, and Ovidis will always be trusted and protected by Atlasus. ”

"The grace of the Divine Monarch, how dare the people of the Nether Realm disobey. Mizdeno immediately fell to one knee and expressed his gratitude with gratitude.

He was familiar with the ancient classics, so he naturally knew the rules of Atlasu, and since the other party dared to say such things, he must have obtained the willingness of His Majesty of the Eternal Fire.

There was a thunder sound from the depths of the sky again: "From this moment on, there is no objection to the coordinates of the two realms, right?"

"It's a great honor. ”

Mizdeno showed excitement from his heart, not only him, but also the tree spirits in the royal court showed the joy of the rest of their lives, and the weak-willed few people were already crying with joy.

Only Dean looked in the direction of the throne in a daze, his face showed a look of sadness and joy, he had once bathed in the splendor of the sea of trees, and before that war, Ovidis was inferior to the other party, but he was also one of the main worlds. Just before that throne, the majesty of the main god Mistetine reached the highest level, intimidating the multiverse.

And now, all the qiē is over...... Your Majesty Mistetin, what a cruel disaster your arrogance has brought upon us.

That's it, as long as you can survive, no matter how dark the future is, there will be a glimmer of hope. Before the moment when Atlasu revealed his weakness, all the Dryads had to lie dormant, and grovel for it, just for the holy day of vengeance.

But will it really end as he imagined? The answer is no, the murder of the citizens of Rosevia, money alone is not enough to atone for the crime!

"Before the contract is made, the blood debt needs to be tasted in blood. "Oberisk's body was full of green light, and his huge right hand surged up, falling to the earth like a rain of fire:

"As a result of the disaster of Anglite, thousands of Antlasu's elites died of hatred, and in contrast, Ovidis must surface ten times his life as a blood sacrifice...... This is the Heavenly Punishment!"

Whoosh!

A green ray pierced the earth, reaching the royal court of the underground palace, piercing Dean Western's chest before slowly dissipating......

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