"Lancet, are you going to break your oath?" Charles asked coldly.

Lancet sneered, "The oath is just a shackle to me, and if it can make the people of the Lion Leader live better, if it is broken, it will be broken. From now on, my Lion Family will be independent of the Nalan Empire!"

Charles laughed angrily, "That's a nice thing to say, Gnison is for the future of all orcs, what about you? Don't pretend, you're in it for your power and status! Trying to split the empire? No way!"

"It's up to you, Charles, I made an agreement with Gnison that I don't want the Emperor *** team to be wiped out, so it's better to be obedient."

"Indeed." Gnison helped, "Emperor Charles, let the Lion family go independent, I'm more relieved. You don't want to have a cancer, do you?"

"Hmph, Gnison, you really can't see through your plan? Didn't you let go of the alien demons just to keep the attention of the world's various forces on the alien demons, and you orcs took the opportunity to develop? Now he wants to use the Lion Family to split the empire, weaken the empire's strength and reduce the threat. The abacus is good enough!"

Charles pointed at Gnisson, "I'll cut out the tumor myself, and don't forget, if it weren't for your betrayal, the demons probably wouldn't have lost, and they will also hate you!"

Gnison glanced at the direction where Rogge was, shook his head with a smile, and said, "But after all, it was the people of your empire who destroyed the Holy Descent Gate with their own hands, and the broken army will definitely take revenge on you first."

"Oh, in that case, I'll do the Empire one last favor." Lancet's face was gloomy, "I took the lives of those two people, just to help avenge my son!"

"How dare you!" Charles spun his sword and roared.

"Charles, I have enough evidence to prove that Rogge and Filia, the daughter of the Yanyang family, killed my son, and he is in the Spirit Beast Secret Garden. According to the laws of the Empire, what is the crime of killing the successor of the Grand Duke of the Empire?!"

"What virtues does your son know? It must be ......."

"Shut up! All I know is that my son is dead, and someone should pay for his life! Charles, either promise the Lion family independence, or hand those two over to me!"

Charles glared at Lancet and squeezed a sentence out between his teeth, "You let me choose? It's ridiculous!"

Charles's body suddenly erupted with dazzling bright yellow energy, and the Dragon Yin Divine Sword trembled violently, letting out a high-pitched dragon roar.

The strongest man in the Nalan Empire, Charles at the peak of the Martial Saint no longer suppressed himself, his momentum soared, and he stepped into the realm of the Martial God in one step.

Bright Star stared at Charles and nodded, "Sure enough. Nana, you can get out of here and go find Rogge and them."

"Hmm." Orfina had wanted to leave for a long time, but the situation was unclear, and it was hard to say whether there would be a fight, so she couldn't leave.

Charles's breakthrough has completely changed the situation, the imperial side that was originally inferior to Gnison and his group now has two god-level combat powers, Charles and Yaoxing, and the other party only has one ten-armed dark descendant snake demon, and Gnison has to weigh it if he wants to do it.

There were faint signs of a breakthrough after Charles killed Gruul, but there were still many things going on, and he wanted to wait until the situation was completely stable before making a steady breakthrough.

Kranster completely angered him, the division of the empire touched his scales, and the words that he wanted to kill Rog and Philia touched his bottom line.

Who is Rogge? It was the hero who destroyed the Gate of Divine Descent with his own hands! Filia is the best young general in the history of the Empire, and without her command, the Empire would not be able to breach the walls of Cartagena.

They were supposed to grow up under the protection of the Empire, but now they have given too much for the Empire, and Charles will never allow them to be hurt under his nose!

Gnison frowned, Charles's breakthrough was something he didn't expect, and without the suppression of absolute strength, it would be difficult for him to get more benefits. Not only that, but he also had to make concessions, who made his fists hard enough.

Charles raised his position, condescendingly locked on to Gnison, and said, "Gnison, I'll deal with the internal affairs of the empire, and you won't care."

Gnison was silent for a moment, then decided, "Please."

Hearing Gnison's words, Lancet said angrily, "Gnison, we have an agreement first, and you have to fulfill your promise!"

Gnison shrugged his shoulders and said, "Grand Duke Ranster, you can't blame me for this, it's not like I didn't work hard. I advise you...... Let's run."

Before Gnison could finish speaking, Charles had already rushed out: "Lancet, I gave you time and opportunity, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

His speed was not fast in the eyes of the powerful men, but Lancet only felt a powerful coercion lock on him, making him unable to react.

Randster's strength is at the forefront of the Holy Level, and he was able to fight with Charles before, and his ambition to become an independent lion family is based on this.

But now he couldn't even escape.

"Ahh

Lenster roared angrily, and at the cost of destroying the energy veins in his body, he forcibly got rid of Charles's coercion and deterrence, and his whole body burst out with golden energy, especially the blonde hair flowing and flying, like the mane of a lion.

Lancet struck out and slashed at Charles with a sword, and the sound of strength was like the roar of a lion.

Charles lightly unleashed his sword, and suddenly the high-pitched dragon chant completely suppressed the lion's roar.

The Dragon Yin Divine Sword lightly poked at the sword body of Ranster's sword, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding", and the high-level sword of the Fenglin level directly shattered into several sections.

"Poof!"

Lancet spurted a mouthful of blood, and was seriously injured by the impact of his energy after only one move with Charles.

Charles, who had just gotten rid of his old enemy and promoted to the realm of the Martial God, was in a state of peak ment, even if his strength was a little consumed in the previous battle, it was not something that Randster could fight.

The gap between the two was too great for Lancet to win.

"Gnison, help me!" The Grand Duke of the Lion completely let go of his dignity and asked his former enemies for help, "The Lion Commander fully supports the Orc Alliance! I can give you everything you want!"

Gnison was unmoved.

Charles sighed, "Lancet, you have changed, you used to be stubborn and strong, and you refused to be subservient, so I never forced you to do anything. But now, ambition has blinded you, and you have broken the oath of your ancestors and committed treason, and you can confess your guilt?!"

"Confession? Hahaha!" Lancet looked up to the sky and laughed, gritting his teeth, "The throne should have been mine, and you stole it!" Now you're going to ask me about my sin? Me, the best, the best, the brother, the brother, Charles?"

"Now you are not worthy to be my brother, repentance to the spirit of the ancestors!" Charles said indifferently.

The figure of the Emperor flashed, and before everyone could see what was happening, they saw that he had turned and put his sword into its sheath.

Ranster's eyes widened, looking at his chest in disbelief, staring at a large transparent hole in his heart, slowly falling.

He wanted to do his best to fight Charles again, but he didn't have a chance to make a move.

"Remember, Gnison, the Empire can't be divided, no matter how you want to find a way for the orcs, don't think about it!"

Gnison leaned forward slightly, giving enough respect to the martial god-level powerhouse, and said respectfully, "Got it, Emperor Charles."

"I can give you the peace you want, as for the Darkspawn Leavers, my empire can accept it, but I can't influence the decision of the Demon Hunter Organization."

"It's the peace we want, King Charles." "Then let the two armies rest separately and we talk about the treaty?"

"Yes."

"Please come with me."

Gnison deliberately chose a conspicuous place, brought the ten-armed Darkspawn Snake Demon, and negotiated a contract with Charles.

The tension between the strong men on both sides eased a lot, but they still watched each other with hostility.

In fact, at this time, if they could fight, they would have started a war a long time ago, judging from Gnison's approach and the attitude of the Darkborn Serpent Demon, they really didn't want to fight.

They need the Empire and the Aliens to keep each other at bay, and it wouldn't be good for either side to weaken too much.

Although the Alien Demon is almost dead at the holy level, it is only

There is still a huge threat to the army and the drama to be empty. And Xikong got the Rift Divine Stone, and it is not impossible to make a comeback.

The number of Imperial armies has been drastically reduced, their vitality has been greatly damaged, and the strong have also suffered casualties. Charles's promotion to the Martial God will surely cause an uproar at home, and this wise emperor will definitely be able to lead the empire back up.

Whether the Orc Alliance can find a new way to survive depends on Gnison's ability and means.

To the north of Cartagena's inner walls, the Warlord and the Three Hands fled into the door of space, and Marchem scolded with an axe: "[Silence] is really a waste! If you can't beat it, you can run, right? What about hacking me?".

The dwarven elder stepped forward and threw down a bottle of fine wine: "King Marchem, people run away and run, don't you fight very well?"

"It's a pleasure." Malkaem raised his head and poured a mouthful, pulling the hideous wound on his body, and bared his teeth and said, "It's really [silenced] painful, hahaha!"

"It seems that the fight over there is over, did you win?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? If they don't win, what are the two of them running?" Malchem slapped the dwarven elder in the chest, knocking him straight out with a mouthful of blood.

"Ahem, too. The sky was so red just now, and it was weird and scary."

"Look at your timid look, let alone the elder of my lonely peak." Malkaem looked into the city and muttered, "I wonder if that kid from Sander is still alive?"

To the southeast of Cartagena, not far beyond the city walls.

Matilda leaned against the half boulder, slightly dazed.

The duchess was covered in red and black filthy blood, her armor was tattered, and the night gun in her hand was broken in two.

But the injuries on her body have recovered, and Hikaru who has stayed by her side has saved her life.

Behind the boulder she was leaning against was the massive corpse of the Abyssal Beast.

There was a huge hole in the body of the abyssal beast, as if it had been entered through the mouth by a huge spear, piercing through it, causing death.

In front of Matilda, however, was a breathless Edrash.

The Imperial Marshal fell in this battle.