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Empire.

More than thirty city lords stood outside the city wall with their heads down, looking somewhat ashamed.

Among them, the Lord of East City stood in the front, telling King Ounuo about the current situation through the defensive shield.

In the distance, a huge palace slowly landed on the ground. Above the Black Dragon Palace, a huge blood cocoon attracted a lot of attention. The pressure it emanated made everyone in the area dare not look directly at it.

Ke Xi looked around, walked forward, and touched the protective shield.

Touch~

There was a slight sound, and a layer of skin was shaken off from Ke Xi's hand, but it soon solidified in the illusion and became the new skin on her hand, except that her entire height was slightly reduced by two centimeters.

She didn't have any emotions, she was just calculating how much she needed to devour in order to break the shield.

After calculating the value, she inexplicably felt an additional emotion in her soul: unhappiness.

She swallowed up half of the world's material clones and was able to barely break the shield by consuming energy.

This made Ke Xi feel frustrated and a little bit of crisis, as if he could not keep up with his father's pace.

While she was thinking.

The Lord of East City just finished speaking: "Prince Ji'an will not use force now, and we need time."

After he finished speaking, he quietly waited for King Ono's response.

He could feel the complex gazes of the nobles and officials above the city gate, which included admiration, contempt, and even anger.

But Lord Dongcheng felt there was nothing much to say.

Of course he could sacrifice his life for his country, but what about the civilians in that city?

When he rushed out of the city, he didn't think about living. He just wanted to buy some time for those extraordinary people to ask for help.

There was even a teleportation array in the city that led directly to the royal city, but he never mentioned it.

He thought he had made the right choice, but it still felt a little uncomfortable to be looked at in such a way.

Looking back, if he had really gotten on.

With him as a representative, the whole place, including East City, will become a purgatory, and hundreds of millions of people will die.

As he pondered, he raised his head and looked at those people calmly. What the Kingdom of Ono needed now was time. After all parties reacted, it would be the time to sacrifice for the country.

The humiliation we feel now will be gone after a while.

King Ono was silent for a moment, and his old face gazed deeply at the city lords who bowed their heads, then looked at the little girl who touched the defense barrier again and again with an expressionless face, and the huge Black Dragon Palace.

"Ah~"

A soft sigh was heard, and the king raised his scepter. A special aura passed through the royal city.

The masters behind him who were looking at him with disdain frowned and started to speak.

"King, what are you going to do? Are you also going to go against the honor of the Kingdom of Ono and surrender to the powerful?"

"King, you are the king, how can you..."

"King, we can't do this. Vichi the fool is just making excuses for his cowardice. We should fight to the death."

"King, I have sworn an oath to my faith. I will fight to the death and never surrender."

"king"

The sadness in King Ono's eyes gradually disappeared with each question.

He turned his head suddenly, his cloudy eyes became extremely sharp, and his powerful aura was looming, making all the sounds stop abruptly.

"You guys, are you going to go against my decision?"

As the most powerful individual in this world, the oppression from him makes these people angry but not dare to speak out.

Although a king did not like the city lords' practice of letting the enemy go directly to the royal city without any resistance, he knew very well that this was the right thing to do.

At least when the support arrives, the kingdom will only need to spend supplies and money to restore its former vitality.

Once resistance angers this enemy, slaughter will follow.

Not to mention whether they can survive in the hands of this enemy, even if the World Sea Alliance really comes and really helps the Kingdom of Ono to expel the enemy.

Then there will no longer be any Ono Kingdom, and blood will cover this area.

King Ono stared at them blankly for a while, then waved his hand: "Vic."

The Lord of East City took a step forward calmly: "King."

"Seal their power. Keep an eye on them first. Don't let them cause any more trouble."

As soon as King Ono's order was issued, these people who were oppressed by his aura suddenly looked up and looked at their king in disbelief.

Is it wrong to fight for your country?

Why?

Some knights' faith was slightly cracked. They had sworn an oath under the statue of Ono I, but now...

"king."

The Lord of East City, also known as Vicchi, suddenly spoke, with some hesitation in his old voice.

King Ono looked at Vici with a little silence in his eyes, but soon turned gentle: "Does Lord Dongcheng have anything to add?"

Although what the old guy did was right, it was a very bad leadership role, which was unbearable for a king, but now more than 30 city lords were following him.

He still needs this power, at least to prevent him from becoming an enemy.

Vicchi had been the city lord for hundreds of years and seemed to have sensed something.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, but did not show it. Instead, he said calmly: "What I said before was not to shirk responsibility. When foreign enemies invade, the city lord should fight to the death."

King Ono was stunned, looking towards the north and south, and a new light appeared in his cloudy eyes.

Vic paused for a moment, still feeling a little uncomfortable.

He took a deep breath and said loudly: "So, I, Vici Justo, am guilty. I am willing to take all the guilty subjects with me to the north and south fronts to fight against the foreign enemies to the death!"

The haze in King Ono's heart was swept away, and he looked towards the huge black dragon palace with his eyes flashing.

The aura of the ninth-order legendary Vici exploded instantly, oppressing some people behind him so much that they lost all thoughts. His voice was still high: "King, after I leave, the Justo family will be in your care."

King Ono's eyes began to show obvious reluctance and heartache, and he wanted to say something to demonstrate the king's kindness and righteousness.

It was interrupted by a discordant voice.

"My patience is running out. Have you not figured out the situation yet?"

Ke Xi flew up and said, "Ten minutes. If you still can't give me what I want in ten minutes, I will go and get it myself."

buzz~

Behind him, huge dark clouds were approaching, but they were not really moving towards the royal city. However, a forest and a large amount of land were disappearing.

It was like a pencil drawing being erased with an eraser, leaving more black residue in its place.

This scene made some people on the city wall turn pale.

King Ono was about to say something when Vicky interrupted him: "Dear Ms. Keshi, please wait a moment. My king has agreed to your request and should be preparing now."

Ke Xi was suspended in the air, ignoring Vicky's words, and simply said, "There are still 9 minutes and 50 seconds."

"I understand, Ms. Koshi, you can get what you want within the limited time."

After saying this, Vicchi looked at King Ono and said, "King, don't hesitate, go quickly. Think about the civilians in the city. There are tens of millions of people in the capital. Are you sure you want to watch them die?"

King Ono sighed, and all his previous emotions disappeared. He turned around and took a step. He looked at Vichi with an inexplicable look in his eyes: "I'll leave this to you, Vichi. I'll go and prepare. The Justo family will always be the Justo family."

The treasury needs him to open it in person, he can't stay here.

Vichi paused slightly, then bowed and accepted the order.

The aura of a ninth-order legendary burst out, and the moment King Ono disappeared, it directly enveloped the restless guys on the city wall and the more than 30 city lords behind him.

He needs to take all the blame on himself, which may be the best way to deal with it now.

And at the same time.

world outside.

Lifeless beings are observing the world from a piece of world fragment.

The main spying areas are the three battlefields.

Looking at the current situation, an old man holding a staff frowned and murmured, "What's going on? Why did the white plague stop?"

"That man is a madman. What he did is incomprehensible."

"But he didn't kill anyone, which was against what we agreed upon."

"Should we go ask Carl?"

"He can't do anything about this white plague."

"That"

The discussion was endless. The old man who spoke first tapped his staff lightly, and immediately, everyone else looked at him.

He thought for a moment: "According to the current time, should the alliance react?"

“Oh my god!” a sturdy man said instantly. The shadow of a single-edged axe was looming behind him, and one could feel his dissatisfaction from his slightly suppressed temper.

The old man thought about it and shook his head: "No, it's not necessary. Let's wait a little longer. This White Blight is a little different. Let's let the guys from the Twilight World go. It just so happens that they don't agree with our plan."

The sturdy man said unhappily, "Why do you care about them? Alliance leader? Bullshit alliance leader."

Another young man teased, "Really? In a hundred years, the leader will come to your world. If you don't like it, talk to your king and ask him to skip it."

The sturdy man glanced at the man and did not answer. He just muttered, "Go and tell His Majesty. It's no use telling me."

The old man ignored the noise of these people and looked at the world with some worry. The things predicted had changed, and there was no future.

misfortune--

The top of the Black Dragon Palace.

Carl's voice this time ignored the White Plague's shield and rang out from the throne.

"White Plague, what on earth are you going to do? Why?"

hum~

The alchemical inscription sealed a device. Bai Yi's hands kept moving, and he said in an irritable tone: "Shut up, leave me alone, and this world will be yours in the end."

After saying this, various alchemical inscriptions appeared around Bai Yi, completely sealing all the communication devices on the throne.

I glanced up, the feeling of being peeped at became more and more brazen.

That so-called alliance is also going to take action, right?

At least, there should not be no action, which is inconsistent with the current situation.

But Baibai can't care about that.

He didn't want to care about the life and death of the other two armies.

And if someone came to cause trouble for him, Bai Yi wouldn't mind killing the members of the World Sea Alliance first, and then continue to refine medicine.

Taking advantage of a gap.

Soul crystal cores, high-level medicinal herbs and minerals flew into the blood cocoon.

Bai Yi only needs materials above the legendary level, and the materials in the royal city now exceed the total of more than thirty cities.

Before these resources are converted into potions and consumed.

White Plague will not summon Ulrich.

Once summoned, it’s over. Before it ends, Bai Yi needs to take everything he can.

Now, apart from the opposition in the alliance, there shouldn't be any unexpected events in White Plague.

Without the power to destroy a country, the saint would most likely not show up easily.

If the saint does not show up, all the forces involved in this plan will be unable to move.

With the initiative in hand, Bai Yi is not worried at all.

What's more, he has the title of [Immortal] and three lives.

Unless he is unlucky enough to have a dimensional monster enter, otherwise, he can wander around in this world at will.

Thinking of something, Bai Yi tried to contact Sabo again using the inter-dimensional communicator.

Unfortunately, it's still useless. I hope Sabo doesn't cause any trouble. He can be called an accident, right? ——

At this time, in a small world infinitely far away from the giant white plague.

The overall color here is white, but it feels a bit unreal, and most of the creatures here are also unreal, like some kind of elemental life forms.

Of course, normal people occasionally exude a powerful aura, and even the aura of some beings can distort the space. Although they are just passing by, they have left healing scars on the space.

In a not-so-big manor, Sabo stood with his hands behind his back, looking nervously at an extremely beautiful woman in front of him.

The woman looked to be in her twenties, with heroic brows and a dogtail grass in the corner of her mouth. She looked at Sabo with suspicion.

"Are you really not someone else? Why do I feel like you've changed a lot?"

Ulrich confirmed again.

She remembered who this guy was, but wasn't this a huge change?

The most powerful medicine wizard under her command has now become somewhat unrecognizable.

At least the air of integrity is gone.

As one of her best partners, Ulrich couldn't help but wonder if this guy had been replaced by someone else.

But after various tests, this guy revealed his true form, which made Ulrich very distressed.

As for how he noticed this guy whom he only saw a few times a month,

It's very simple. For example, a store that originally consumed 1,000 gold coins a month but could earn 100,000 gold coins suddenly had 10 million less in funds a month, and all of the consumption was legal and compliant, how could it not attract attention?

"People grow up and cannot remain unchanged, right, Miss Ulrich? Besides, who can replace me in your manor? I feel that you need to clear your mind. Do you want to try this new mental purification potion I developed?"

Sabo said as he took out a transparent test tube.

The test tube contains a black liquid that is very viscous but does not stick to the wall. Occasionally, a magma bubble appears, emitting wisps of black smoke that fall downwards.

Ulrich's eyes were full of disgust. This thing was completely opposite to its name, right?

If you told her it was a mind-pollution drug, she would believe it without hesitation.

Ulrich's eyes were still suspicious, and he asked for the umpteenth time: "Are you really Breed?"

As he spoke, the Divine Identification Technique descended once again, landing on Sabo.

Sabo just spread his hands innocently: "Look, you are always like this, how can I harm you? I have already said that those resources are necessary research funds. If you don't believe me anymore, then I can leave."

Ulrich:.

I really want to kill something to ease my mood.

hum~

As soon as Ulrich had this thought, a spatial fluctuation arose.

Boom!

Ulrich punched him without hesitation.

"Oh my god! Crazy period?"

A curse broke out along with a dull sound, and a streak of light flew into the sky.

A hint of red appeared in Ulrich's eyes, but the light on his body became even more sacred.