Heritage foundry

Chapter 492
When Zhou Mo had become the pride of the Blood Race Continent and a giant in the world.

When later generations commented on the history of the early days of the establishment of the Holy Cross Empire, there was such a wonderful comment.

"In the establishment of an empire, the most critical battle is not between armies or class confrontation, but in the speculation of people's hearts and the calculation of interests."

"And in this battle of hearts and interests, it is obvious that our eternal His Majesty Zhou Mo is superior in skills, with extremely lofty vision and precise judgment, and on the balance of victory, he put down the last hair of victory." Silk."

This is the official evaluation of the Holy Cross Empire. Although the perspective is very unique and the comments are extremely exciting, there is a little suspicion of political correctness and flattery after all.

However, in the first 100 years after the establishment of the Holy Cross Empire, the most powerful opponent, the Moqin Empire, also had an accurate and unique evaluation of the establishment of the Holy Cross Empire.

"When the Holy Cross Empire was not established, the empire's eyes were already on it. This was due to the fact that Prince Yuanyi, who had not yet ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, saw the establishment of the Holy Cross Empire with his advanced vision and keen political vision. A future threat to the Empire."

"Although in the game to prevent the establishment of the Holy Cross Empire, because of the short-sightedness of the high-level human race on the Blood Race Continent, the threat was not killed at the last minute, this is the most serious mistake made in the history of the Mo Qin Empire."

"It is true that the empire did not pay enough attention to this mistake, but it is an undeniable fact that His Majesty Yuan Yi cannot be compared with His Majesty Zhou Mo."

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Zhou Mo sat down at the negotiating table again, he already had no plans to see him, all he had to do now was wait.

Waiting for the sages in the Blood Palace to compromise with him, and waiting for the dark hand who has infiltrated this continent to surrender.

By this time, Zhou Mo has roughly figured out the bottom line of the sages of the human race. Knowing the bottom line, he will naturally be able to handle it with ease, and he will be able to respond to all changes with the same.

But Rui Wen Nalong couldn't do it, the anxiety and anger in her heart hit her rational barrier time and time again.

The sages in the Blood Palace, the father and king in the Haiwang Palace, facing the threat of Zhou Mo, the bad premonition in her heart reached its peak. The innate intuition of women and a comprehensive grasp of the overall situation made Ruiwen-Na Long knew that Zhou Mo had pinched the vital points of the sages!

And the sages are the only reliance for the noble class to fight against Zhou Mo and the territory of the Holy Cross. Once the sages compromise with Zhou Mo, the territory of the Holy Cross will no longer have any scruples, and the establishment of the Holy Cross Empire will no longer be possible. block.

When Zhou Mo ascended the throne and was crowned emperor, the aristocratic class was knocked out of the dust and ceased to exist.

silent.

In the deliberation hall of the City Lord's mansion in Mo City, both sides of the negotiating table were silent.

Zhou Mo waited for the victory in silence.

Riwen-Naron silently expected the sages to bring her miracles.

Raising his head, Zhou Mo looked at Ruiwen Nalong. Under the red butterfly wing mask, the woman's alluring appearance was concealed, and at the same time, the woman's fragility and helplessness at this time were also concealed.

"Ruiwen, you have no choice!"

Feeling pity faintly in his heart, and under the situation of occupying the advantage in all directions, Zhou Mo faced Ruiwen Nalong, the best and most beautiful woman on this continent, and he inevitably made the same mistakes that some men would make. mistake.

No, it can't be called a mistake, it's the privilege of the strong and the benevolence of the winner.

Zhou Mo is the strong man at this time, and he will soon be the winner.

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Inside the Blood Palace, there was also silence.

After a while, the Sea Emperor hesitated and said:

"The time for one breath shouldn't have much impact."

"And it only takes one breath to see the whole situation clearly, and analyze all the weaknesses and contradictions in the Holy Cross Territory. In this way, maybe we can still turn things around."

Feng Huang opened his mouth and said:

"Brother Huang said that it is possible, but this time of breathing may cause you to miss a regular fluctuation trajectory, and thus miss an epiphany."

"Thus, because of this breathing time, the opportunity to be promoted to the life of the plane is lost. Even if the probability is extremely slim, even if a chance to improve the strength is missed, it will affect the competition for the Guangbaihu plane!"

"Brother Huang, are you willing to pay this price?"

Emperor Yuan hesitated for a moment, but he still persuaded:
"Brother Huang, as long as I wait for the opportunity that comes from the face of the tiger, I will be promoted to the life of the plane and achieve immortality, then it is nothing if the human race loses control for a short period of time. Fortunately, it is not an unacceptable thing."

"But on the other hand, use 1 years of human luck in exchange for a chance to be promoted to a life in a plane state, brother emperor, don't lose the big because of the small."

Haihuang sighed, Yuanhuang was right, this deal was too bad to do.

"Then what should we do? Let the juniors surrender? How can the juniors explain to the nobles today, and we can't explain to the nobles of the past generations who practiced in our dimension."

Speaking of this, everyone stopped talking again.

But at this time, Zhou Mo's voice sounded in the Blood Palace through the transmission of the three kings' scepter.

"If you don't surrender, that's fine too. You don't have to admit the position of Human Sovereign!"

"It's not a big deal for me to get it myself!"

Ruiwen Nalong stood opposite Zhou Mo, looked at Zhou Mo coldly, gritted his teeth and said:
"Zhou Mo, the elf queen is still blew herself up under the city of Neptune to save her life, and you want to follow suit?"

Zhou Mo shook his head and said:
"Why should I be so troublesome? It doesn't take much. I have to wait five years before planning the Three Kingdoms. The situation will definitely change by then."

Rui Wen was full of anger, facing Zhou Mo who was full of indifference, but had nowhere to vent. After this Zhou Mo caught someone's vital point, he never let go, what a rascal!
But there was nothing he could do about Zhou Mo, which caused Rui Wen to develop an emotion worse than anger, which was powerlessness.

Sitting down again in a somewhat decadent manner, Ruiwen Nalong's green eyes drooped, and she seemed to realize that she had no choice but to do anything about the man opposite, and even decided to act according to his face in the future.

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In the Hall of Blood, the five sages finally made a decision.

The Elder of the Aramaic Presbyterian Council was projected into the Blood Hall for the third time, and he saw five sages with serious faces at first sight.

"The five sages are well!"

He opened his mouth to say hello, but the five sages were all silent, just looking at him quietly.

This made the Great Elder a little strange, but after about one breath, the Great Elder's face changed drastically, and he shouted:
"you……"

Just uttering two words, the invisible force blocked the projection.

The source energy projection began to swell, but it was the Great Elder who saw that things were not good, which exceeded his expectations, and wanted to explode the source energy projection himself, thus disconnecting the source energy projection from himself.

But in front of the five sages, even if it was just the avatars of the sages, the Great Elder couldn't make any struggle.

The entire source energy projection, even thinking was silently frozen.

The Sea Emperor closed his eyes, and his thoughts were projected through the source energy of the Great Elder, looking for the hiding place of the Great Elder.

After a few breaths, the Sea Emperor opened his eyes and said:
"Sea King, go and arrest these people and send them to the territory of the Holy Cross. It can be regarded as a gift from the Temple of Blood to the territory of the Holy Cross!"

In the Haiwang Palace, Haiwang heard his ancestor's words, and his face was so gloomy that it was frightening. For Haiwang, this order is tantamount to bowing his head and surrendering to that Zhou Mo!
However, the order of the first generation ancestor, the human sea emperor, is an order that is absolutely not allowed to be disobeyed for the sea king family.

Sea King sighed, and summoned the leader of the Sea Dragon Knights, a natural life in the source energy state.

After giving an address, Neptune ordered:

"You should know where it is. Everyone should be under control. The leaders should be sent to Mo City and handed over to Her Royal Highness, saying that it was a gift from the Blood Palace to the Holy Cross Territory. From now on, I will authorize her to handle all matters concerning the territory of the Holy Cross!"

The commander obeyed, and was about to withdraw, but Haiwang said again:

"Take those people Ruiwen is used to, and take them with you!"

When the commander heard this order, he was stunned. He is a staunch supporter of Prince Neptune. This order of Neptune is no different from the biggest blow to the supporters of Prince Neptune.

Neptune looked at his most trusted commander, and said helplessly:
"The meaning of the Blood Palace is obvious. The situation is like this. Rui Wen has a very close relationship with that Zhou Mo. It is no longer up to this king to decide how the Sea Kingdom will be passed on in the future. At this time, there is one more way out. The kingdom is good!"

The commander didn't want to contradict Neptune, but he didn't understand Neptune's decision. He bowed and stopped at the same place. Although he didn't speak, he expressed his attitude in silence.

Haiwang looked at the commander, and said helplessly:
"This way, it's also good for you. Rui Wen was also raised by you. When she should be ruthless, she will never be soft-hearted. If the situation is irreversible, the prince also needs your protection!"

The commander raised his head slightly, saw Haiwang's paler face, lowered his head, and said respectfully:

"Your Majesty, has it really reached this level?"

Sea King hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, and the blue-gold source energy flashed for a moment, but it isolated the room.

Even so, Neptune lowered his voice and said:
"The sages focus on the evolution of fame, and the competition for the Light and White Tiger plane. Therefore, the compromise on the territory of the Holy Cross is irreversible, and Zhou Mo's ascension to the throne of Human Emperor is just around the corner."

"Once Zhou Mo becomes the emperor, with his human nature and wisdom, and with the strength of the Holy Cross Territory, we and the Kingdom of the Three Kingdoms will have to act according to his face before the ownership of the Guangminghu plane is not determined, and Ruiwen-Na Long is thinking about the throne of Sea King again, once Ruiwen knows the decision of the Blood Palace, then Ruiwen will definitely ease the relationship with Zhou Mo, and may even fall to Zhou Mo in an all-round way!"

"In this way, you should know how things will change."

The commander fell silent, then nodded respectfully at the King of the Sea, turned around and walked out to carry out the King of the Sea's order.

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The mainland where Zhou Mo is located, which is the experimental field divided by the ancestor of the blood clan, is extremely far east from the former blood clan continent, in the womb of the Mo Qin Empire.

Prince Yuanyi blinked, just now, all his connections with that distant continent were cut off.

"interesting!"

After muttering something in a low voice, Prince Yuanyi focused his attention on the black and white chess game in front of him again.

Opposite Prince Yuanyi, a middle-aged man with a goatee and a face like a crown of jade dropped a word and slaughtered a big dragon belonging to Prince Yuanyi.

"It seems that on that mysterious blood continent, our layout has failed!"

Prince Yuanyi didn't care about losing the game at all. After saying something calmly, the middle-aged man just nodded and said:

"It's just idle for a while, it doesn't matter at all."

Prince Yuanyi frowned slightly, feeling vaguely in his heart that the words of the middle-aged scribe were inappropriate, but he did not object. Now that his younger brothers are making a fuss, it is not the time to spend any more time thinking about it.

However, Prince Yuanyi still praised him:
"The Lord of the Holy Cross over there is very powerful, and he has already got a bit of heat for grasping people's hearts."

The middle-aged scribe was in the process of resuming the game. Hearing what Prince Yuanyi said, he said:
"It's just relying on the favorable location and the harmony of the people. Prince, you have never met those sages, and you have never dealt with those barbarians. It doesn't matter if you lose."

Prince Yuanyi nodded his head, guessing what he was thinking, and made Prince Yuanyi smile in great agreement.

"Teacher, don't worry, this little thing can't disturb my mind, it's just a little depressed, just like my father gave the jade pendant I like to my third brother, it's just a foreign thing."

The middle-aged scribe nodded appreciatively, then clicked on the word that Prince Yuanyi dropped when he lost his mind, and said:

"His Royal Highness, if you are not careful, you will lose everything!"

Prince Yuanyi nodded with a smile, admitted his mistake and said:

"Yuan Yi made a mistake, it won't happen again in the future!"

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Back at the Mansion of the City Lord of Mocheng, Zhou Mo looked at Ruiwen Nalong who was obviously very angry, but turned around with great grace, and with a very strong aura, dominated the other three heirs, and left the big meeting hall.

"Look, how about Ruiwen-Nalongbi Ningyue-Baihu?"

Zhou Mo turned his head and asked his staff team.

One of the middle-aged Syrians said:
"Not as good as Miss Qianshu."

Zhou Mo glanced at this person, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Qianshu? Does Qianshu have the courage and wisdom to go head-to-head with the Lord, or does she have the aura to defy the world and rule everything?"

The middle-aged Syrian lowered his head, hiding his frown.

A young Aryan man Zhou Mo trusted and liked, and an important person in charge of the staff team, stood up at this time and said:

"My lord, but if the future queen of the empire is not an Aramaic, then how can we talk about the Aramaic Empire?"

Zhou Mo looked at the young man he admired very strangely, and asked:
"Who told you, or who made you realize that what the Lord wants to build is an Aramaic empire?"

(End of this chapter)