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The devil emperor's physical body appeared, and the news quickly spread throughout the entire palace. There was an atmosphere of panic in every corner of the palace, and everyone was in danger!

In the Golden Luan Hall, the emperor was still dealing with political affairs, but he was overwhelmed by the matter of this year's descendant.

Hearing this news, he was frightened out of his wits and turned pale. [

"Has it finally appeared?" Emperor Peter Fries sighed long, with a wry smile on his face.

But now is not the time to be sad, he forcibly controlled his emotions, and said lightly: "Speak clearly."

Merlin's frail body ran so far, and he was a little unsteady, but he still managed to stand still and said, "A few descendants came to me just now and said that their friends found a dead body on the other side of the Devil's Nightmare Lake. Weird corpse, there are many high-grade herbs growing around the corpse, and it was besieged by several monsters in the end."

Peter Fries said: "Come on."

"Your subordinate is here." Four soldiers came in from outside the hall, their voices sonorous and forceful.

"Take this portrait to Nightmare Lake and recognize the corpse. This is a communication tool. When you get there, send the news back. Remember, if the corpse is exactly the same as the one in the portrait, you Don't touch that corpse, keep it for me, no one is allowed to approach, and anyone who doesn't listen will be killed!" Peter Fries ordered.

"promise."

A soldier immediately took the portrait, and immediately the four of them rode fast horses and left the palace in a hurry.

Nightmare Lake.

"Someone is here." Zhang Fan said suddenly.

Everyone followed his gaze, and saw four soldiers in armor galloping on galloping horses.

The clothes of the four soldiers were higher than that of Falci and the others. It seemed that their identities were not simple.

Although they are only soldiers, their military rank is higher than that of many captains in Wutong City, and their strength is not weak at all.

Zhang Fan said solemnly: "Wait what they ask us to do, we just do it, don't conflict with them."

Zhang Fan recognizes these people. They are all the emperor's personal guards. They are extremely powerful, almost comparable to the generals in the main cities. Not to mention their number, even if there are ten or a hundred times more people, it will not be enough for the four. Killed personally.

Hearing Zhang Fan's solemn warning, everyone nodded and kept it in their hearts.

"Who is it!" a soldier asked loudly.

"We are friends of the descendant who reported the news, and we are specially guarding here to prevent the corpse from being washed away, and to prevent monsters and other people from touching the corpse." Zhang Fan raised his head and said neither humble nor overbearing.

The soldier nodded: "Thank you." [

Immediately, the four of them dismounted together, walked not far from the corpse, took out the portrait for comparison, and looked away, all four of them could see the shock in each other's eyes, immediately took out the communication tool, and sent a message back to the palace: "Your Majesty, this corpse is exactly the same as the person in the portrait!"

The leading soldier said to Zhang Fan and the others: "You go first, we will guard this place."

"By the way, His Majesty will definitely reward you for your achievements this time. You can go directly to the palace to receive the reward!" the soldier added.

Zhang Fan knew that they must have received some order, if he dared to say no, he would be decapitated immediately.

So he nodded: "Okay, let's go right away."

After speaking, he winked at Zhao Bobo and others, and a group of people left one after another.

In the Golden Luan Hall of the Imperial Palace.

The news was finally confirmed, Peter Frith sighed heavily, and glanced at the crowd below: "Everyone, please tell me what to do."

Right Prime Minister: "Your Majesty, why don't you summon the gods, I think the gods will definitely make a move!"

"The key is that the two most powerful existences, the Heavenly Emperor and the Dragon God, have been seriously injured. Thousands of years have passed, and they have not recovered. Summoning them now may not be able to wake them up. And the Devil Emperor has recovered as before. A few demon kings, alas, even if the gods come, I am afraid they will not be opponents." Marshal Bull Willis said.

This made sense, but it also made everyone more worried.

"Tell me, who can destroy the body of the Devil Emperor?" Peter Fries asked again.

Left Chancellor Boulmo murmured, "I do know someone, but..."

"Who?" Bull Willis asked quickly.

Bulmer smiled wryly: "Battle Saint Idara!"

Battle Saint Idala, the strongest person in the Warrior Empire for hundreds of years, even thousands of years, although those masters in the past have disappeared in the years, there is no way to climb out of the ground and follow the follower. Dala fights a battle, but Yidala's strength is obvious to all. Even the fallen black dragon can only compete with him back then. How powerful he is is self-evident!

"It's just that you also know that the fallen black dragon was suppressed by him in the Nine Netherworld. His own body has been destroyed, and now only his soul is left, and he doesn't know how long that soul can last." Bulmer sighed: "So he probably can't do it either. .”

Bull Willis was dissatisfied: "What's the difference between what you said and what you didn't say?"

Peter Fries rubbed his temples: "Think about it again, is there anyone else?"

But for a long while, no one spoke anymore.

Peter Fries smiled bitterly: "Could it be that the sky wants to destroy my warrior empire?"

"Your Majesty, you don't have to be so pessimistic, let us think about it, we can always come up with something."

"Yes, Your Majesty, our Warrior Empire is full of talents, and there are strong men like forests. We can always find a strong man who can deal with the Devil Emperor's physical body!"

"Your Majesty must not mess up. You are the king of a country and the head of a family. If you mess up, there will be no hope for the Warrior Empire."

Bulmer said in a deep voice: "For the current plan, we can only make three preparations. One is to try to summon the gods. If the gods wake up and come again, there is a certain possibility of destroying the devil emperor's body first. At that time, even if the devil emperor has great ability, he will no longer be able to do evil on the road. The second is to send someone to find the battle saint Yidala and ask him what he can do. If he has a way, he can also solve this crisis The third is for us to organize the masters of the empire to use the ultimate death scroll to arouse the great array of heaven and earth, and use the power of Rakshasa to destroy the body of the devil emperor."

The first two possibilities are extremely low, but the third possibility is very likely to destroy the Devil Emperor's physical body.

It's just that drawing the power of Rakshasa...

"It must not be done. If the power of the Rakshasa is activated, many experts in the Rakshasa world may invade. The Rakshasa world is more terrifying than the Devil Emperor!" The right minister turned pale with shock and objected loudly.

Bulmer sighed: "But other than that, do you have any other options?"

"If the Devil Emperor wakes up, the Warrior Continent will immediately be plunged into dire straits, and may become a purgatory on earth in a short period of time. However, it will take a lot of time and effort for the masters of the Rakshasa world to invade. In this way, we still have a little chance." Bulmer said lightly: "If the first two moves don't work, this is the only way."

Peter Fries said in a deep voice, "Just follow what the Prime Minister said!"

That night.

Peter Fries took out the summoning sword passed down from generation to generation from the treasure house, and in the anticipation of several people, he murmured a spell to the sword, "Great gods, the land under the starry sky has fallen into darkness, and a catastrophe is about to come... ..." When he finished reading, he threw the sword towards the sky.

"Hey~!"

The sword soared into the sky, bursting out with bright light.

However, that light only appeared suddenly, and disappeared the next moment.

Just as the smiles appeared on the faces of the crowd, before they had time to cheer, they turned into disappointments and sighs again.

Peter Fries had already sent soldiers to Novice Village in the afternoon, and he had almost found Yidala by this time.

"His Majesty."

A message came from the soldiers who were sent out.

Peter Fries immediately picked up the communication tool and said eagerly: "Say it quickly."

The soldier's low voice sounded: "Senior Yidala can't do anything about it. He only has his soul left now, and he can't do anything to the Devil Emperor's body. In addition, Senior Yidala also said that it is impossible for him to leave Novice Village. Once he leaves, nine The fallen black dragon from the netherworld will rush out, and no one will be able to stop the fallen black dragon!"

The communication tool in Peter Fries' hands fell to the ground, he raised his head blankly, looked at the bright stars, and murmured: "Is there really only the last way?"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally, he finally made a decision.

The devil emperor's physical body has already appeared, so at most one month, the devil emperor will wake up, it may be today, it may be tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. If the emperor hesitates and cannot make a decision, then once the devil emperor wakes up , Even if he wanted to make a decision, it was useless.

"Pass me an order, the top 100 masters in the strength ranking must arrive at the East Campus of the Imperial Palace within one day, and those who fail to do so will be punished as treason!" Peter Fries loudly issued an order.

That night, many people did not sleep well.

It was not until dawn, at noon, that the masters gathered in the East Campus.

"I believe you already know the reason why I asked you to come." Peter Fries said in a deep voice: "This time only relying on you can survive the catastrophe. Tell me, do you have confidence?!"

"Have!"

Many masters said.

Peter Fries said: "Then, I would like to wish you all the best. If you fail, then you don't have to come back, and I will not punish you, because the Devil Emperor will not let any creature in the mainland go. It's over!"

The mood of the hundred masters suddenly became extremely heavy.

Looking at the disappearing figures of these masters, Peter Fries felt a sense of sadness in his heart. This time, success or failure, no matter whether they succeed or not, the comfortable days of the Warrior Empire for thousands of years will never return.

"who can help me?"

Peter Fries has never been so eager for the help of a master, "If I can destroy the Devil Emperor's physical body without causing Rakshasa to invade, I would rather give up the throne, as long as the Warrior Empire is safe and sound. Is this a small request? Is it impossible to realize it?"

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