"Hehehehehehe...... Your Excellency Edward, why do you have to shirk it like this? Without them, those celestial creatures wouldn't have come to your troubles? Even if this kind of thing was used to deceive Maman's stupidity, he wouldn't believe it!"

The words were interrupted, and the devil princess laughed even more happily:

"The main thing the Lord of Dawn's subordinates are looking for is you, the being who is the equivalent of an ancient evil thing...... And we're just a little bit of a thing they need to deal with, and if we work together, it's in our best interest for both of us, isn't it?"

"I could have given up on this place and walked away, this place is not mine anyway. ☆→But what will those celestial creatures do with this place after that...... Is this a simple question that I need to remind you?"

Grathea's face remained unchanged, but once again fell into a deep silence.

If you give it to me, there are some benefits, otherwise the celestial creatures 'maybe' will come, and then it will be the result of the burning of jade, and of course there will be no harm to me, and there will be no benefit - so I am just avoiding waste.

A smile appeared on the man's face, as if to convey such an odious message.

Tightly arranged, long waiting, and finally being snatched by this guy with his outstretched hand, and he can still put on such a 'compassion' gesture - it makes people wonder who is the devil here! But there is no doubt that the more tragic thing is that Gracia has no choice at all -

Even if the magic circle in the Imperial City is well protected and Isgandar's remnant soul resurrection goes unnoticed, this guy can definitely make this matter even bigger. Until his purpose is achieved. What's more, the five otherworldly gods disappeared out of thin air like this. The Lord of Dawn, who had greatly increased his power in the main material plane, chose to ignore this...... That's the real miracle!

Of course, everything was destroyed by celestial creatures for this loss. It's not that Glesia can't afford it—

In fact, from the time she asked for everything here, she knew that this was already a dispensable, innocuous plan, and the final result was only related to her evaluation in Asmodes's heart, if she could let this remnant soul dominate the big 6 again, then the Lord of the Nine Prisons would naturally give her more power, and failed. It's just that the project of a thousand years ago is over.

But in this way, in the heart of the Lord of the Nine Hells, such a Glesia can still only be a 'princess', not a qualified 'lord'.

"Soul. ”

Grasia looked up, a flash of fire in her eyes.

"Isn't this what you need? and you don't need a lot of it, so you don't have to use such a conspicuous means, do you?" Edward chuckled, "and ...... You're a celestial creature or something. What do you think?"

That's certainly the price he offered.

Indeed, all the actions of the devils are only for the sake of seizing souls, especially now that the battle between Heaven Mountain and Hell has directly begun. And for the ambitious Glasiah, the High Devil made up of a good soul is of course what she needs, but if she can get the fallen celestial creatures directly from Lansendel......

Like in recent times. Like the many fallen angels that Grathia has seduced from the side of Heavenly Mountain, or if you release some kind words to the guy in front of you, the result is not necessarily so unacceptable?

"You want to take control of this place?"

"Pretty much. ”

The Psychic Warlock smiled slightly, "Give me the throne here." Oh no. Just leave it to my son. ”

......

Stellaria City.

If we start from the architectural calculations, the city chosen by the new empire as the temporary royal capital is actually more than 700 years old, and it has a set of clear and complete traces of what can almost be called the architectural model of the imperial city, from the small circular inner city, to the inner and outer city with three layers of urban walls and reinforced walls, and the ever-expanding and widening crossroads with a medium distance. For the knightly empire, the cross-shaped road leading to the square gate in the center of the city was a rule, and the most basic significance of the large and small squares in the stage was not for the citizens to move, but for the knights to gather. They can be added in the unhindered streets, and when the gates are opened, the enemy will face an army of knights charging with all their might.

It's just that now that the city has changed owners, this rule has also disappeared.

Before the central castle, the 500-foot-square Private Square was now as smooth as a mirror, the sculpture in the center of the display and the surrounding flowers and trees were gone, and a huge spatial circle was carved on a smooth cyan stone slab. Half a foot deep underground, the six-inch-wide trench constructed the umbra of the magic circle of five hundred feet, and the same depth. The three-inch-wide texture depicts the pentagram, the grooves are filled with a shimmering pastel-luster Mithril alloy, and thousands of runes of different shapes are arranged in every inch of the corners and centers of these pentagrams, constructing a cumbersome, mysterious and formidable giant formation, around the square, on the points of the pentagrams, each stands a star-holding mage, and a stream of lightning like lightning extends from their feet, sweeping the entire circle, bringing up layers of ripples in the space that can make ordinary people frightened.

The light flows, constructing the image of a human being in the center of the circle.

Daemon Long Blackhawk froze, carefully stepped on the glittering magic symbols, walked quickly to one of the nodes, and after raising his hand slightly to the executor, the next moment, the young duke of the kingdom had once again passed through a teleportation of light, facing the gate of the central hall of the castle.

Looking at the two lions carved in bas-relief on the magnificent door, the young duke reached out to smooth his placket and straighten the collar flowers—in fact, he was eager to find someone to help him examine his appearance, but the four knights of the guard standing on either side of the foyer were obviously not suitable for questioning.

If you can bring one or two guards......

The young duke sighed lightly, although in his current status, even if he brought a whole team of knights of the guard to him, it was not considered a violation of etiquette.

But here's the thing. His Majesty didn't like that.

It's not just the soldiers and servants around the nobles. Even his own attendants and guards had been reduced to a surprising degree, with the exception of a few of his closest courtiers. It's as if he doesn't like to see any unfamiliar superfluous faces around him.

"Are your own hands and feet ornaments? Are you too old to move?Or are you so manpower with you that you can waste them at will?

For the first bitter battle of the Empire's summer offensive campaign, before the fortress city of Mahabali, the young king questioned all the nobles and generals of the battle meeting...... No one answered, and all the nobles saw it as a mere admonition...... But in the next moment, the more than 500 servants and guards of the participating ministers were all dragged into the sequence of the army, used as the first ant siege of the city, and both the elite soldiers and the attendants who were good at welcoming were reduced to severed limbs and minced flesh under the fortress. Since then, no one has dared to bring any unrelated people to the king.

"Duke Daemon Long Blackhawk asks to see him. After confirming his attire, the young duke let out a breath and spoke softly.

"The Duke Meets ......"

Stepping through the two open doors and onto the soft and wide red carpet inside, the young duke walked slowly. Although the hall was wide, it was not very deep and secluded after all, but the young duke, who had advanced only ten feet, and was at the peak of his body and spirit, felt his breathing become more and more rapid. It was as if there was a force that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and gave him a great sense of oppression...... The pressure grew heavier as he walked forward, and when the shadow of the throne fell into view, the Duke was already half-bowed. I almost rolled over and fell to my knees.

He had to stop, take a deep breath, and hold his slightly trembling body hard.

Get down on your left knee. Then bend down deeply, with your head on top of your knees. After three breaths of silence, he looked up. Stand up and stand still.

Just as he didn't like the pomp and circumstance of a large number of people, the young emperor hated these cumbersome etiquette, useless clichés, and superfluous titles...... Even on such formal occasions, the greeting between the duke and the king was reduced to a simple gesture of kneeling, and it is said that in many cases it was simply a matter of bowing the head.

'My majesty does not need to be manifested by wasting time, and even if it is more fancy than dancing, it is of no use. ’

This is the emperor's will...... But at this moment, Dimon knew that the awe in his heart was real and deep.

The heavy pressure seemed to have vanished, leaving only the wide, empty space of the main hall, and not a single sound, so the duke looked up and saw only the throne in his view.

Although none of the objects in the eyes could be reminiscent of the 'throne'

- To describe, or...... It was a mountain.

A sword, spear, war hammer, giant axe, countless weapons, mountain.

"The ceremonies of celebration, omitted, will wait until all the cities of this new empire are conquered, for now...... Use those collected swords to make me a new throne. ”

This was the first order His Majesty gave to his subjects after the destruction of the city of Shandria.

A throne made of smelting the opponent's weapons...... In fact, there is nothing surprising, although it has been rare in the past thousand years, but in the chaotic history of the previous Big 6, there are many monarchs who have done this, the throne of the sword, the throne of armor, the throne of the gun...... There are also things made of horse armor and even human bones, and there are so many things.

- And it has to be said that this time the victory of Tumenes was so brilliant that the destruction of a famous city and the destruction of a great enemy was equivalent to the destruction of a kingdom...... Such a means of celebration can be regarded as diligence and frugality.

However, before the words of praise could be uttered, everyone was stunned by the king's next words......

"It's a bit boring to be cast, but it's a bit exciting to use the simplest welding, and how high it can be stacked. ”

As the temporary capital of the new empire, the permanent elite of Stendria City has 8,000 people, but the Jin Jinhua Praetorian Guard is more than 3,000...... Knightly swords, all-metal knightly spears, as well as warhammers and greataxes, they are armed enough to arm three times their numbers. And the weapons in the city's arsenal are piled up......

And now, it's all here. Right in front of the duke......

Countless swords were piled up, and countless blades were weaved. Countless sharp edges are erected, sword blade sword blade blade tip knife tip spear tip spear edge spear edge ...... Heavy metal, countless blades, rose into massive, heavy, dark, twisted creations.

A towering, ugly and asymmetrical ...... Monster.

It's more like a porcupine with all its fur on it...... No, it was a pine tree with no branches, only leaves, and the one that almost touched the top of the hall, nearly twenty feet high, had countless fangs extending from its back structure. Underneath it, bladeless two-handed slashers and greatswords were inlaid into twenty-three metal steps, and at the top of this uncertain staircase, there were two cold, downward-looking sights......

"The city has been cleared, and no sin has escaped...... Members of the royal family and nobles, 1,336 men, were to be hanged according to His Majesty's will, and 2,739 to hard labor. The labor has been teleported to the northwest of the kingdom, and the rest of the 13,000 and 57 people who have been surrendered have been escorted to the undead camp outside the city, and the magic secret reports from all over the country are coming. Five out of six directions are progressing well. ”

No reply.

The young duke could only see the countless blades flashing with cold light in front of him, and he held his breath slightly. Continue to speak: "The fortress of Victoril has not yet been taken. ”

Victoril was not a well-known military stronghold within the Empire. Despite its name, the terrain is not a dangerous place. The city walls are not strong, but this place has the largest temple of the god of war in the entire empire, which is regarded as a holy place by the believers of the god of war...... Although there have been several conquests in the history of the empire, every time it is not more than a hundred years, it is not more than thirty or fifty years, and it will be completely out of the control of the emperor, so for hundreds of years, there are few feudal lords here, and it is almost in a state of church autonomy, anyway, it is only the tax of one city and one place, which has little impact on the emperor, and the temple of the god of war will also regularly send a group of elite warriors to the empire, and even heroes such as sword saints.

Of the hundreds of sword masters recorded in the history of the empire, one-third were born here, and about half have traveled here to study. Although there has not been a single Sword Saint in this place in recent decades, in terms of the ratio of high-ranking warriors and knights, it is at least twenty times the average number of the big 6! It has been said that everyone born in the city of Victoril, whether male or female, carries the blood of a warrior, and the difference between them and a soldier is only whether or not they hold a spear and a giant axe in their hands!

Even if the kingdom's chariot was invincible, it still had to stop its wheels in front of this city of 100,000 warriors and 5,000 priests.

"God of War...... Doesn't you seem to be going to support me?"

The king's voice came down from the seat, low and cold, as if the blade on the throne trembled and rang out: "There are always such people...... Forget it, I'll allow you to bring the mages with you...... Twice as many people can be used if needed. Deville Fortress, there is no need to exist anymore. ”

Dimon shuddered and couldn't help but feel creepy.

There is only one meaning in the words of His Majesty.

Slaughter the city.

"But ......"

In any extreme case, the slaughter of the city should not be an option for the occupiers. That may destroy the will of some of the resisters, but it will undoubtedly etch more hatred in the hearts of the opponents, forcing the enemy to resist desperately, and increasing the casualties of soldiers in vain, not to mention that the slaughter of the city is tantamount to openly fighting against the god of war, although the gods will never easily use their power for the sake of things in the world, but just some intentions are enough to add unnecessary variables to the war.

However, their existence is meaningless

"Didn't make me clear enough?"

"This ...... No, my majesty, your will is our destiny. The young duke bowed his head, his voice trembling. I no longer wonder if the elderly, weak women and children account for more than half of the 100,000 people.

"I remember, you don't seem to be married yet?"

"I ......" the Duke lowered his head again, opened his mouth, and sweat soaked his forehead in an instant!

The king's words were clearly not simply caring...... Sweeping the city, he concealed the identities of two noble ladies and a noblewoman, and replaced them from the list that must be hanged, this matter can be big or small, it is difficult for a woman whose three families are completely wiped out to stir up any more storms and waves, but to go deeper, no one knows what kind of impact these three women will bring in the future, if a beautiful woman is smart enough, the problems that can be brought by relying on her body will also be related to the survival of a noble family!

"I ...... I was about to report back to you."

"Forget it, it's just three women, it's nothing at this stage, and besides, if you can break through six cities in a row, your merits will already exceed these rewards," the emperor's voice was full of laughter, but the duke's body became colder: "No...... The minister has no size, thanks to the soldiers' lives, His Majesty's ......"

Daemon Long suddenly felt a little numb in his tongue - in a panic, he habitually used the tone of the nobles, but this was also something that His Majesty did not like!

"It's good that you know,"

The emperor's smile did not decrease: "Give you three months, just change it when you enjoy it, the empire is very big, and there are many women, don't give up the whole forest for a tree" (To be continued!)