Heritage foundry

Chapter 490 Argument
The banquet dragged on for only one day.

It can even be said that it took less than a day, because when Ruiwen Naron at the ball learned that the prices of food, clothing, steel and other war materials in the Holy Cross Territory began to fluctuate, she angrily left the ball.

But because Zhou Mo pinched the handle, Ruiwen Nalong didn't explode on the spot.

In the early morning of the next day, the negotiations officially started, and Ruiwen Nalong disappeared behind the old scribe from yesterday.

This made Zhou Mo smile knowingly. In the large conference hall, Zhou Mo had someone customize a bar-shaped negotiation table. Zhou Mo took a few staff members and sat on one side, while Ruiwen Nalong and others sat on the other side.

After the two parties sat down, Zhou Mo spoke first:
"When will the Three Kingdoms surrender?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Ruiwen was furious!
Louis Fengxing and Marlowe Chihui slapped the table and stood on the spot.

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

Since ancient times, the Three Kingdoms Kingdom has been the seat of the nobles of the human race. No matter whether the human empire changes, no matter which family becomes the emperor, they must respect the Three Kingdoms Kingdom seventy percent, and even dare to truly ascend the throne and proclaim themselves emperor only if they have the support of the Three Kingdoms Kingdom!
But obviously, Zhou Mo didn't see it that way. In Zhou Mo's eyes, they were no different from the rest of the nobles, but they were just a stumbling block that had to be removed from the corrupt forces on top of the great cause of the unification of the human race.

Facing the angry reprimand of the two princes, Zhou Mo just smiled and said lightly:
"How presumptuous are you, and how bold you are, you should thank the lord for giving you a chance to surrender at this time!"

Zhou Mo raised his eyes, his eyes were deep, and looked at Ruiwen Nalong's blue eyes, Ruiwen Nalong said calmly:
"Zhou Mo, don't overestimate yourself, and don't overestimate the territory of the Holy Cross."

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Ruiwen and said:

"Oh? Ruiwen, you think so, but the fact is that the nobles who surrendered to the territory of the Holy Cross still have a way out anyway, and the family members, young and old, have never been disturbed by the Lord!"

Having said that, Zhou Mo's eyes turned cold.

"However, all the nobles who resisted the territory of the Holy Cross were all killed. If you don't seize this last opportunity today, the Lord really doesn't want to see you and the three kings' families enslaved and humiliated by the slaves. hands."

The voice was ethereal, as if Zhou Mo was threatening, but Ruiwen Nalong couldn't help thinking along what Zhou Mo said, countless images flashed in his mind, making Ruiwen Nalong tremble all over .

"In the Kingdom of the Three Kingdoms, the leader of the human race has been for 10 years. Although the crime is greater than the merit, there is no credit, and there is also hard work. Seeing those sages who opened up a place for the human race to live, I don't want to do things like that. point!"

On Ruiwen's side, except for Ruiwen-Nalong, the rest of the people were already filled with righteous indignation after hearing Zhou Mo's words, their eyes were red. If it weren't for the concern about Zhou Mo's extraordinary force that can cut the source energy state when he is in the mysterious state, I am afraid that at this time Already started.

Rui Wen lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Zhou Mo.

Looking at Zhou Mo's pair of black eyes that were as black as stars, deep and unfathomable, there was no emotion at all, as if he was telling a certain truth, a truth that could not be refuted.

"Zhou Mo, you are arrogant, even if you have some achievements, how can you evaluate the Three Kingdoms?"

Louis-Feng Xing let out a loud shout, and the green wind circulated around him, and the majesty and anger of the mysterious life burst out.

The table used in the negotiation was just made of ordinary wood, but Zhou Mo put one hand on the table, and there was a faint reflection of the sacred light on the table, allowing Louis Fengxing to be raging with the wind around him, and the tea in the table on the table There was no ripple in the tea soup.

Zhou Mo looked up, looked at the furious Louis Fengxing, and said lightly:
"How do you know that my evaluation today will not become the most difficult thing in the world?"

Zhou Mo stood up, obviously about the same height as Louis Fengxing, and looked at Louis as if he was looking down. Wherever his eyes went, Louis Fengxing's body collapsed, Zhou Qingfeng collapsed, and the source energy dissipated, and he was powerless to resist.

"How do you know that what I said today will not be imprinted on your epitaph, and will disappear through the ages with your name?"

Louis-Fengxing's complexion was pale, as white as the top-grade white paper, and the pupils in his eyes were out of focus. They were captured by Zhou Mo's words, and he couldn't help falling into the scene Zhou Mo described.

A stone tablet, on which is branded: "This is the place where the descendants of the Queen Feng of the human race are buried."

On the epitaph, there is an inscription with a knife and pen: "The Kingdom of Wind has flourished for 10 years, its merits are in development, and its sins are in eternity. It was buried here by Zhou Mo, the holy emperor of the human race!"

A tombstone caused Louis Fengxing's mind to collapse, and there was a breeze all over his body.

At this time, the scepter of the Wind King suddenly emitted light from the tombstone, and Louis Fengxing woke up, and found that the whole person was actually wrapped in the projection of the scepter of the Wind King!
He deliberately scolded Zhou Mo for being shameless, but borrowed the power of the King of Wind's scepter to sweep his whole body, but did not find any abnormalities in his body. Obviously, that Zhou Mo had not manipulated him.

This made Louis Fengxing wonder, if Zhou Mo hadn't tampered with it, what was the fantasy he saw just now?
At this time, the voice of the contemporary Wind King resounded in his heart with the help of the Wind King Scepter:

"Ugh!"

A long sigh made Louis hear a bit of loneliness in his father's voice.

"At that time, Zhou Mo already possessed some of the power of a clan of holy emperors. He was already favored by heaven and earth, and his personality was blessed. He made a law with one word. This law is natural, so you don't need to worry about it."

Hearing his father's words, Louis felt astonished, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. This is still good news. Using his own personality to influence him is better than Zhou Mo's strength, which is already unfathomable. Much better.

Suddenly, Louis looked at Zhou Mo with complicated eyes, and was speechless for a while.

Ruiwen Nalong heard Zhou Mo's words, but slapped the table and stood up.

Ripples were rippling from the bright red tea soup inside the top-grade white porcelain like the setting sun. Zhou Mo looked at Rui Wen's eyes like green lakes, and said:
"Why are you angry? You should know that I can say it, and I can do it naturally. With the current situation, you have no hope of victory!"

Ruiwen looked serious, and responded:

"not necessarily!"

Zhou Mo smiled, playfully.

"I opened a door, a door to return power and power to the most people of the race. People are constantly walking in the door and taking back the power and power that should belong to them."

What Zhou Mo said was plain.

But Ruiwen-Nalong's whole body trembled. Compared with the entire continent and the entire human race, outside the small meeting hall, there were winds and clouds gathering, every word and thunder, and Zhou Mo's words seemed to echo from heaven and earth.

Zhou Mo raised his head, looked through the roof, and saw the dark clouds in the sky, but he knew that this was not the manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth, but the cohesion of humanity and nobles.

With a sigh, Zhou Mo suddenly lost his interest. Although the human race is great, it is too small compared to this world.

He changed the human race on this continent, overthrew the rule of the nobles, and opened the floodgates of the great prosperity of the human race. But compared to the world, what he, or even the entire human race, has done and whether it has existed seems to be different. not big!
But this thought flashed by, and was dragged back to reality by Ruiwen Nalong's voice.

"Zhou Mo, what do you want to do? What exactly do you want to do?"

Rui Wen's voice trembled to the extreme. She didn't fully understand Zhou Mo's words, but she could also understand Zhou Mo's meaning from it.

Zhou Mo said that he opened a door, a door to return strength and power to the common people!
Rui Wen-Naron believed this, and she feared because of her belief.

If everyone in this world has strength and power, then the nobles, even if they leveled Zhou Mo and the territory of the Holy Cross, would be useless. There is no foundation for them to continue to rule in this world.

Zhou Mo doesn't like the nobles, Zhou Mo suppresses the nobles, Zhou Mo confiscates the power of the nobles, Zhou Mo no longer grants land to the nobles, Zhou Mo no longer grants the nobles, Zhou Mo casts a single source of energy to arm his own army.

The territory of the Holy Cross is prosperous, the army of the territory of the Holy Cross is strong, the system of the territory of the Holy Cross is hostile to the noble class, and the territory of the Holy Cross has cut off the link between the luck of the nobility and the luck of the human race.

All of these Ruiwen Nalong knew, and because of this, Ruiwen Nalong and the entire noble class behind her wanted to destroy the Holy Cross Territory, Zhou Mo, and restore the human race to its original appearance.

This is difficult, but Rui Wen Nalong is not afraid, because although the Holy Cross Territory is powerful, the noble class that has ruled the human race for 10 years is even stronger.

The reason why the territory of the Holy Cross has such a great momentum is because the nobles have been in peace for a long time, and they are not ready to deal with the impact of the emerging class.

But as long as the aristocratic class is ready, the Holy Cross Territory will be suppressed or even destroyed by a thunderbolt. In Ruiwen Nalong's heart, there is no problem. Even if there is a problem, it is just the price and time to pay question.

But what Zhou Mo said today really scared Rui Wen-Nalong, it really scared Rui Wen-Nalong!
Zhou Mo wants to open that door, that door that has been sealed by the nobles for an unknown number of years!

Not only Ruiwen-Nalong is in fear, but above the territory of the Holy Cross, the dark clouds that are getting lower and lower, and the thunder that is getting louder and more indulgent, are transmitted to the Palace of the Three Kings through the projection of the Scepter of the Three Kings, and passed to the Palace of Blood. .

Sea King is silent, Wind King is silent, and Yuan King roars wildly:
"How dare he, how can he, what does he want to do?"

The Sea Emperor closed his eyes, not knowing what to think about.

Emperor Yuan was sneering, raising his head, sneering with out-of-focus eyes, in fact, Emperor Yuan didn't know what he was sneering at, as if, in this scene, as the third emperor of the human race, he should look like this.

The green wind around Feng Huang's body has unconsciously dissipated, and the stunning face that has been maintained for hundreds of thousands of years is still youthful at this time, but the spirit in those beautiful eyes has begun to decay.

Emperor Otto laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed throughout the Blood Palace.

I don't know if it's an illusion or reality, but the laughter reverberating from the Blood Palace seems to be louder and more emotional than Emperor Otto's laughter.

It's just that emotion, contrary to the one in Otto the Great's laughter, seems to be cheering?Still jumping for joy?
Emperor Reese's eyes were bulging. Emperor Otto was a rising star. He didn't know some things, but Emperor Reese had experienced that era, the era when the Fire Emperor transformed into the Yuan Emperor, and even personally suppressed it because of the high altitude. Developed economy, but the rise of the civilian class.

But at this time, Zhou Mo said that he opened the door they closed themselves, and reopened it!
"Has he really opened it?"

Emperor Rui Se's voice was dry, holding the last sliver of fantasy.

The Emperor of the Sea shook his head and said:
"The territory of the Holy Cross is suppressed by the Holy Dawn, and the luck of the human race is concentrated. I will be rejected by the luck of the human race and cannot enter there. The descendants of the next generation will not live up to it, and they will not be able to compete with Zhou Mo!"

"There are some things inside the Holy Cross Territory that we cannot know!"

Emperor Yuan suddenly lowered his head and shouted:
"Ask, let Ruiwen Nalong ask Zhou Mo, what exactly does he want?"

Ruiwen's expression was in a trance for a while, and Yuanhuang's voice directly affected her heart through the sea king's scepter.

The focus in the green eyes faded away, then looked at Zhou Mo blankly, and asked:
"Zhou Mo, you need to know that you may reach the summit in the future and become the emperor. What you have done has buried us, and you are also burying yourself at the same time."

Zhou Mo was slightly taken aback by what he said, but immediately became happy, looked at Ruiwen and said:

"It is also a pleasure to be born in this world, to die with this world, and to be buried together."

Ruiwen frowned tightly, and slapped the table in front of her with her showy hand. The bright red tea soup like the setting sun accompanied by broken white porcelain rendered patterns on the ground, poignant and beautiful!
Zhou Mo looked down at the patterns, and then looked up, looking at Rui Wen in silence.

Rui Wen said:
"Zhou Mo, you are now at the head of the mighty trend and leading the trend, but you have to think about it. There is no one who will always stand at the forefront of the trend in this world. One day you will be overturned by the waves you personally set off, and then you will be ruthlessly Bury, is this what you want?"

Zhou Mo shook his head and said:
"No, this is not what I want. What I want is to stand by the river, watch the mighty river, and move forward forever."

"It's not a dam that stops the river water and stores it to form a river. If the living water dies, it will eventually decay."

Rui Wen's eyes fluctuated, and her heart was touched by Zhou Mo's words, but immediately after, Rui Wen's heart became firm again, she had people and interests she wanted to defend.

"Zhou Mo, let me ask you one last time, what do you want, as long as you say it, we can satisfy it and give you everything. In the future, you will transcend the world and achieve the rules, and you will naturally jump out of the long river and stand by the river."

"At that time, the surging river might have been a grand sight, but the lake was calm and sparkling, and it might have been natural."

Zhou Mo still shook his head and said:
"If you're just passing by, you can catch a glimpse of it. The shimmering waves are naturally very good, but if the Lord wants to enjoy this beautiful scenery for a long time, he must have a big river running."

Ruiwen Nalong took a deep breath and asked tentatively:

"I just don't know, Zhou Mo, if you open the door, can you destroy the dam? After all, the dam has existed for tens of thousands of years and is immortal. If the dam is not destroyed, the river rushes down, and the body is smashed to pieces, and the blood on the lake is the most dizzy." Red for a moment, and then there is no trace."

Zhou Mo laughed loudly, looked down at Ruiwen-Nalong contemptuously, and said:
"You can never imagine what kind of power will emerge from the torrential river water that has been accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years after the dam is destroyed!"

"This power is enough to collapse mountains and change the world. Let me warn you one last thing. There is still a chance of survival in surrender. If you insist on guarding those things, the flood will surge, and you will be smashed to pieces before you are buried."

(End of this chapter)