As soon as Jira's words came out, Gulf sitting next to him immediately changed color, and jumped up with a bang: "Nonsense, how can we be worthy of such a big deal from them? I even suspect that those fools in the Otto Empire don't know that there is such a force as ours in the world." ”

Qi Lang looked at Gurf and shook his head, and said in a calm tone that made people feel cold: "Jira is right, Vignesh must be coming at us. The Otto Empire once placed their crown prince here, which means that this so-called Zonghao Republic is a place they value more. We've just set a fire in their backyard and burned that hapless guy to death, and their intelligence department must have been idle for a while, and maybe they've gathered some intel about us. We've become their primary target, believe me, it must be. ”

"That's a good chance, we can have a good fight!" Owu slammed the table, "I heard that Quill seems to call that man Baby Winnie, he escaped Quill's thunderous rage, but this time it's time for him to taste the power of my tiger roar!"

Gulf rolled his eyes, and even Gila, who had always admired Owu, frowned sullenly. But Qi Lang still looked like nothing happened. "If you ask for that, Owu. He smiled and said, "I'll keep that duel chance for you." But I have to warn you, although his combat power is not as good as Quill's, he has already reached the beginning of the Douzun, two levels higher than you, even if you are training more, the situation is still not very optimistic. ”

Without waiting for Ou Wu to object, Qi Lang turned his head to Jira again: "At the same time, I also know very well that even if Ou defeats Baby Vinnie in a one-on-one duel, the Dragon Legion will not retreat politely like a gentleman and admit defeat. This will be a life-and-death showdown between them, or we will die. So, we need a complete battle plan, and you can do it, right, Gira?"

Jira sat there and rolled her eyes several times, and finally patted her chest fiercely and said, "As long as you trust me, I can draw up a plan first, and then we will gather our wisdom to perfect every detail." My initial idea was to move the battlefield to the periphery and use the Zhongyang Mountains ......"

"Very well, I fully trust you. Qi Lang interrupted Jira's further description of the battle plan and instead said to everyone, "I have complete trust in you. According to my preliminary judgment, it may take a full year for the Dragon Legion to reveal their true intentions, which means that we still have almost a year to prepare. I hope you will take advantage of this time to improve your combat abilities as much as possible. The battle ahead will be tough, even more than we imagined, but we will win, we will win!"

After saying these words, the high-level meeting that night came to an end in a hurry. The three brothers who participated in the meeting, plus Joanna, all felt that Qi Lang's attitude and demeanor were a little abnormal, compared with the past, it seemed that there was less interaction and communication, and he spoke more seriously, and even had a sense of distance. The reason for this change is due to the heartbreaking letter from Princess Millon, and she also foresees a better prospect, because falling out of love is an inevitable experience that will make people mature, and judging from the composure shown by Qi Lang in the face of the blow of broken love, he is indeed an invincible warrior - of course, he ended unrequited love, which means that the relationship between the two of them will develop more smoothly.

In contrast, Jira seems to see something new in Qi Lang's changes. He didn't say it, but the thought was already in his mind: Mr. Commander was probably trying somehow, and it should be a crucial one, and might help him solve a mystery in his mind. However, since Qi Lang himself did not make the matter clear, then it is better to let this attempt continue like this, after all, there is no harm in that, he can still analyze calmly, and he can still give orders decisively, which shows that he is indeed maturing and becoming a qualified commander.

After the high-level meeting, Qi Lang sat in front of the crystal coffin by the lake for a while, completed a ten-kilometer running training in the beech woods, cleaned the lake, and returned to the barracks. Although there had been a lot of change in the past few days, the days had to go on peacefully, and he had to adjust himself to the full moon night that would be three days later.

In fact, in the superficial calm, there is one thing that is extremely uncalm, because ...... That dream was found again.

Qi Lang hadn't been in that dream for a long time, or rather, hadn't dreamed of that bizarre scene for a long time, but for days on end, he had dreamed of those scenes, and although they were a little chaotic in order, they were as if they were happening right in front of him.

A disheveled Caucasian woman collapsed in a pool of blood, surrounded by countless indifferent faces, men and women, old and young...... There was contempt in their eyes, a sneer on the corners of their mouths, and the spear in their hands was dripping blood!

Crazy laughter echoed in the empty space around them, some low, some high-pitched—the kind of laughter that could only come from the mouth of the devil.

Qi Lang felt as if he was imprisoned, imprisoned in a wooden cage, between the men and women, crying helplessly. It was a tiny wooden cage, as if it was only big enough for him to curl up inside. Despite his best struggles, he was unable to break free and reach out his hands to the woman who had lost her breath.

"Don't, don't!!" Qi Lang felt his voice become extremely hoarse in the desperate shouting, as if his vocal cords had been torn to pieces......

In the blink of an eye, the tragic scene in front of me turned into pieces of broken glass, flew up into the air, and fell into the black background, one by one into nothingness.

It was a strange feeling, because Qi Lang knew that he was in an inexplicable dream, a woman he had never seen before, and had never had any contact. But when he saw her body stiffen in that ball of blood, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

It seemed to be the anger imposed on him by the outside world, but the feeling of grief and indignation made him unable to extricate himself, as if he had to draw his sword and cut off the heads of tens of thousands of people in order to calm that anger!

Just when Qi Lang thought that the dream was about to come to an end, the scene around him changed again.

It was a magnificent palace. Perhaps, it may not be a palace, because Qi Lang is sure that no palace in the world will be built of pitch black rock. Maybe it was just a slave cave that had been magnified a thousand times, the kind of cave in the Vache slave camp, eerie, terrifying, and full of despair.

And there he stood, facing the gate of the palace and the never-ending darkness beyond it.

"Hahaha......"

Wild laughter rang out. The huge rocks around them actually buzzed and trembled with the sound of wild laughter.

It was an extremely worrying laugh, because, Qi Lang found that the slightly hoarse voice actually came from his own mouth!

That's himself who he doesn't know and can't control!

He opened his arms to the darkness in front of him and raised his head, as if enjoying the little condensation of blood in the darkness.

He roared furiously, his voice low and hoarse, but every word was unusually clear:

"Scream, my subjects! I will repay the arrogant persecution a hundredfold!"

Qi Lang woke up.

His throat was tight and he was covered in sweat. He gasped for breath, as if the nightmare had usurped his breathing power while bringing about a catastrophic vision.

"Is that you, Iglu?!!" Qi Lang asked the guest in his head aloud, his voice trembling with overexcitement, but luckily, the hoarse voice was gone. He found himself again, his normal, rational self.

Igro appeared at the head of the bed. His eyes were also full of doubts and puzzles, and it was clear that he had entered the same dream almost at the same time.

"It's possible......" Iglu circled the room twice, as if trying to calm his mind, and when he stood in front of Qi Lang again, he denied the suspicion again, "but I suspect even more that it was my brother's dream." I think he's become a man's pet, and that man is just as formidable as you are. ”

"He's not like me!" Qi Lang loudly expressed his protest, "I won't be like that, never!!"

Igro glanced at Qi Lang in surprise, as if to this day he still refuses to believe that his fateful partner is a kind person, a person who knows how to use reason to suppress impulses.

"Do you really think that?" he lamented lightly, "I thought you would have a deeper understanding of the laws of nature after a killing like that." We live in such a world, crazy, cruel, and without mercy. I think I must remind you that the king was destined to be alone, and in the course of his struggle, destined to be filled with bloody slaughter. If you don't prepare for this, you will end up with nothing and will eventually disappoint those who support you and love you. ”

While gasping for breath, Qi Lang gradually calmed down. He slowly raised his head, the expression on his face slowly hardening, "You may be right, my friend, but I promise you, I won't be like that. I will change this law, because the ultimate goal of this law is destruction. ”