This devil is too decent

Chapter 37 The wind rises, the clouds surge

The next day, Fred led a mighty pioneering army into the Lanfeng Plain, breaking an unwritten treaty that the two parties had tacitly agreed to for a long time—non-adventurers are not allowed to enter.

In other words, no one with official status is allowed to enter the Lanfeng Plain, not even one.

The reason why there is such an unwritten treaty is entirely because both sides covet the rich resources in the Lanfeng Plain. If it is not for the existence of Lanlong that restricts the two sides and forms a three-point world trend, maybe the two sides will fight for the sake of Lanfeng. I don't know what the resources of the plain have become.

If the situation really develops in this direction, the result can be imagined. War is the most wasteful of people and money, and neither side will feel better. Unless one of them has absolute power over the other, it is better not to start a war easily.

But the problem is no, Olysses and Rubias are almost the same whether as a whole or individually, coupled with Lanlong's checks and balances, this led to the stalemate that lasted for thousands of years.

In the past 1000 years, both sides have vigorously promoted various policies to benefit the people, and tried their best to develop them, just to kill each other one day.

However, in this competition, neither side has any advantage. The situation is still the same as it was a thousand years ago. No one can do anything about the other, and it is just a stalemate.
Until now.

Seeing this, some people may wonder, since both sides want to kill each other, why not dispatch troops to other nearby cities or ask higher authorities for instructions?
The reason is very simple, because this involves another unwritten treaty with a wider coverage. Local disputes are allowed, but they cannot rise between countries.

Once this is done, the current peace of the Icacia continent will be overturned overnight, the flames of war will reignite, and the lives will be wiped out again.

In the God-killing battle a thousand years ago, the demon clan was indeed seriously injured, but the various races on the mainland were not much better, injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging themselves by eight hundred, and this was because they had the gods at the forefront to block the massive attack. The premise of some threats.

But now, the gods have disappeared. Without the help of the gods, the various races on the mainland have no confidence to dare to challenge the demons. Even if it is not the other time, the backbone of the demons, the demon king Satan, has died, and the seven first-generation demon monarchs have also died. The third one fell.

But as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and without the help and blessing of the gods, the various races in the mainland can only live on the backs of others in the face of the demon clan led by only the four first-generation demon kings.

It's already thankful that the demons didn't come to trouble them, and they took the initiative to start a war. Isn't that courting death?
You know, if it weren't for the original artifact left by the gods when the gods hid, and the remaining four demon lords severely injured them when they led the army to suppress them, the current Icacia continent would have already There are no other groups.

It was precisely because of fear of this original artifact that the four first-generation demon monarchs who retreated after being injured did not come back again, so that all races in the mainland could rest in peace.

They won, but badly.

In this unprecedented battle, countless strong men fell, and the twelve saints were almost maimed. Only two survived, one was the high priest of the divine court, and the other was the sword master.

It is said that he is still alive, but in fact it is no different from death.

The former, as the high priest of the gods, abandoned his faith, lost his sanity, and went crazy all day long. The latter, as a majestic swordsman, lost his sword heart, lost his former charm, and his eyes were no longer sharp and bright, and became cloudy.

No one knows what they went through, but one thing is certain, they are timid. In the words of Mo Yu's previous life, they were beaten to the point of doubting life.

But no one looked down on the two of them, but regarded them as heroes, because if the two of them hadn't given up half of their lifespan and all their strength to activate the original artifact left by the gods, the people of all races in the mainland would be welcome. It is the anger and disaster from the demons.

Orc Country - Border City - Rubias.

When Fred, the lord of Olysses City, led the majesty to the Lanfeng Plain to join Ugusilla, the main hall of General Rubias's mansion was hosting a banquet to receive guests. There was no smile on Li Fu's face, he crushed the wine glass in his hand, and a terrifying aura erupted from him, sweeping the room.

This sudden situation frightened all the retainers present who were eating and enjoying themselves to froze, and after recovering, they all looked at Long Deliufu who was sitting in the chief seat for no reason.

"Well, Fred, you are so ambitious that you are openly attacking the Lanfeng Plains. Are you declaring war on me?!" Lundlifu

As he said that, he stood up on his seat and said, "Very good, I'll take this battle post!"

While talking to himself, Lundlifu looked at the staff on the side. A weak scholar-like man from the White Fox tribe with a very handsome appearance ordered: "Lazaros, pass on my instructions to assemble the three armies. The target is the Misty Wind Plains! "

"As ordered."

Lazaros responded with a salute, then got up and left the room, watching Lazarus' leaving figure, combined with what Long Delifu said just now, the retainers who thought of something were very excited, you said something to me, "Patriarch My lord, are you finally planning to attack Lanfeng Plain?!"

"My lord is wise, I have been waiting for this day for a long time!"

"Humble job please fight!"

"Count me in. It's been a long time since those beasts of the Mozu were born. I heard their wailing, and I miss them very much."

"Hahaha, add me too, how can such a grand event be without me, Custock."

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Looking at the excited, belligerent and chattering retainers, Long Delifu opened his mouth and said two words, "Quiet."

As soon as these two words came out, the noise immediately disappeared, and the place was so quiet that one could hear the drop of a pin. The retainers sitting at the table looked at the head of the family, Londelif. Upon seeing this, Lundlieff smiled with satisfaction and continued. He said: "Gentlemen, I have only one request for this operation, and that is, kill!"

At the end of the words, it was full of chills.

"As you wish, Master Patriarch!"

The retainers stood up to salute at the same time, and then left the room one after another. After a while, the room was empty, only Longdelifu and a young tiger from the Tiger tribe who sat at the top seat were still drinking warm wine leisurely.

From beginning to end, this young man did not express any opinions and just went his own way, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and it did have nothing to do with him.

Now that there is no one around, Londelif no longer looks like the majestic Lord of the City, nor is he in a hurry to go to the military formation. Instead, he walks over with an apologetic smile, picks up the jug from the table and pours himself a glass of wine. , after clinking glasses with the young man and finishing the drink, he said: "My dear nephew Raza, are you interested in following us?"

"I really want to go." After finishing speaking, Raza took a sip of warm wine, and continued: "After all, it's rare to come to the border, just to see with my own eyes what kind of terrifying demons that make all tribes fear wild breeding. But before I came out, my father said that I was not allowed to run around, and the current situation does not require me to go on a field trip, so I will not follow my dear Uncle Longdeliff, and my nephew will wait at home Uncle, you have come back in a big way."

The two are obviously uncles and nephews, but the young Laza, who is a junior, has no respect for Long Delifu, he can't get up from the toast, and there is no honorific in his words.

"Alright." Long Delief said, pouring himself another glass of wine, drank it down, and crushed the glass, "Let's go, you can just wait here for uncle's good news."

(End of this chapter)