Bruch Castle.

Thirteen well-dressed nobles sat at the round table and whispered in low voices.

The most special of these is Pullman Bruch, who gets younger and younger as he gets closer to the Transformation Demon Clan.

The eyes became more and more slender, the pupils became vertical, and even in the human form, the temples also gave birth to strange demon patterns.

Pullman sat at the top of the seat, his eyes sweeping over the old men present, each of whom had been the big man he had to greet respectfully.

Now, the extraordinary power allows Pullman to look at these big people from above, and even forcibly invite them to open the noble council.

No one dares to refuse!

The Federal Assembly will only suppress the Thirteen Ancient nobles openly and secretly, but Pullman really dares to kill!

"McAvian, I didn't expect you to come."

There was a strange demagogy in Giovanni's voice: "I heard that in the past few years, you have been committed to the reorganization of the McCavian Group, and you are very close to the Federal Assembly. ”

The patriarchs of the thirteen ancient nobles of Texas generally called each other by their surnames to show respect and glory.

"Giovanni, I'm just old and not demented yet!"

McCavian adjusted his sitting position, velvet antique seats, but expensive but not as comfortable as modern chairs: "No matter how groveling I am, the Federation will not agree to the reorganization of the Makavian Group." ”

"I, Morgan McCavian, will remember this shame forever and ever!"

"Haha, old friend, you really aren't old foolish."

Giovanni didn't smile, and he didn't know whether it was true or fake, and reached out to pat McCavian on the shoulder.

A purple scorpion lay on McCavian's shoulder, tail quivering and hissing, ready to give Giovanni's palm a blow.

McCavian said coldly: "Giovanni, you scared my little darling, it can easily poison a dinosaur, if there are still dinosaurs in the world!" ”

At that time, the McAvian group was in full swing, and he wanted to restart the noble council, but he only notified the other twelve patriarchs, and as a result, the agenda of the council was clearly known by the Federation, and someone must have secretly informed it.

After investigating in the past few years, the surnames Giovanni, Asammet, and Sertet are the most likely.

McCavian can accept defeat and will not forgive betrayal!

Giovanni didn't feel frightened by the scorpion, he just wanted to test whether the McCavian family had a transcendent inheritance.

As Pullman said, the Thirteen Ancient Aristocracy was not necessarily the Thirteen surnames, and removing one might make Texas more profitable.

Similar temptations have occurred one after another, and the first time they gain extraordinary power, they do not notify their allies, but secretly grow and develop.

The rule of the thirteen ancient nobles in Texas has left a strong mark in the history of Blue Star, but if it is ruled by a surname, it may be possible to replace the ancient nobles with the royal family, and the status is more noble.

After the temptation was over, the twelve old fellows secretly regretted that, as in history, none of the surnames had been left behind.

There may be strong and weak, but they have all gained extraordinary power.

Pullman saw everything in his eyes, close to the powerful spiritual sense of the pure-blood demon clan, and no magic fluctuations could escape his eyes.

"Everyone, please be quiet, the changes of the times are in front of us, we have no time to intrigue, we must unite."

Pullman's voice was subdued: "As before, form a noble council!" ”

"How are we going to be united? Who will lead the Alliance? How can the pressure of the Federal Parliament be resisted? How are the benefits of the dream world distributed? ”

Lesenba, who was nearly 100 years old, had a gleam in his eyes and threw out a few questions in a row.

"Pullman, if I'm not mistaken, you should be my grandchild, it's better to let old Bruch speak, you don't have the qualifications yet!"

The conflict between Lesencal and Bruch can be traced back a thousand years, and the grievances and hatreds in it can be written in ten thick history books.

Pullman forcibly ascended to the top of the Bruch family, and other clans have long heard of it, but after all, it is the internal power change of the Bruch family, and no one needs to stand up and speak for old Pullman.

Now, Pullman wants to represent the Bruch family and become the leader of the aristocratic council, and Lesembra immediately disagrees.

The emergence of the dream world, the increase in the number of transcendentals, the endless emergence of transcendent crimes, and the unstoppable storm of divine coins......

One by one, one by one, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the rule of the Federal Assembly over Blue Star has rapidly declined to an all-time low, and it will continue to decline in the future.

In this way, the Thirteen Ancient Aristocrats may be able to regain control of Texas and restore the glory of their ancestors, instead of being a group of rich rice worms.

Any clan that controls the leadership of the Council of Nobles at this critical historical trend will inevitably reap great benefits, even if it is the Council opened by Pullman, Lesembr can compete for it.

Replace Pullman on the spot, let the old Pullman re-ascend to the top, and the alternating struggle between the old and new powers, the Bruch family is out of the game ahead of schedule.

The same is true for other patriarchs, internal struggles and external alliances have always been the foundation of the survival of the Thirteen Ancient Aristocrats.

"Lesenbal, you're old."

Pullman's voice was calm and cold: "You don't understand this new era at all......"

"It's not intrigue, it's not a fly camp, you don't need to be a gangster, and you don't need to cheat me......"

"The only thing that is needed is a devout faith in the great Lord of Dreams!"

"What is needed is the power of the gods!"

Pullman slowly stood up from his seat, stared at Lesench and said, "Restart the Council of Nobles and rule Texas again, not for any bullshit interests and power, but to envelop the glory of the Lord of Dreams over the entire Texas!" ”

Sensing the strong oppressive force, the meager mana in his body was actually sluggish, and he immediately knew the huge gap with Pullman.

Turning his head to look at the other patriarchs, one by one, they looked at their noses and mouths, as if they had nothing to do with themselves.

"Damn! The time it takes for everyone to enter the dream game is not much worse, why is this guy Pullman so strong! ”

Lesenba's face changed, revealing a smile like a spring breeze: "Patriarch Bruch, you are so right, we must sow the glory of the Lord of Dreams!" ”

"Mr. Lesemba is very knowledgeable!"

Pullman was unceremoniously sarcastic, ignoring Lesen's ugly old face, and continued: "Only the great Lord of Dreams can protect the Thirteen Clans from the oppression of the Federal Assembly. ”

"From today onwards, the Council of the Thirteen Nobles will be renamed the Council of Glory!"

"All the power of the Thirteen Ancient Aristocrats, whether it is clansmen, servants, workers, or money, companies, or groups, is all used to expand the glory of the Lord of Dreams!"

The twelve patriarchs frowned slightly, the etiquette of the nobles kept them from going crazy on the spot, and no one could have imagined that Pullman would play so big.

Among the eleven ordinary believers, only McCavian was a deep believer, willing to sacrifice a certain amount of profit to the Lord of the Dream Realm, but he was completely unable to understand the madman Pullman's approach.

According to the ideas of ordinary believers, believing in the master of dreams can prolong one's life and gain extraordinary power.

Based on this, expand the power in reality, challenge the existing Blue Star order, and restore the status of the former noble.

Pullman wants everyone to stud everything, dedicate the master of dreams, and the madman will follow!

The Federal Congress, because of the transcendents, may acquiesce to the restoration of the Thirteen Ancient Nobles to their former glory and control some of the power in Texas behind the scenes, but they will never allow them to become a bunch of missionary lunatics.

A madman is much more dangerous than a sane politician.

A group of transcendent lunatics, the danger factor should be multiplied by 10,000!

In case of encirclement and suppression by the federal army, the thirteen ancient nobles have only one way to die!