Edge of the Apocalypse

"Vasak did not listen to persuasion because he never thought that he would lose. And a person who never thought that he would lose would often lose to opponents he had never even thought of. I will lose everything and I will never be able to turn over." Frius said lightly.

Pusha wanted to ask him if he ever thought about losing or who he would lose to, but he dared not ask this question after all. The elder of the holy temple coughed dryly and said, "Your Majesty, what about the wild stone star?"

"What's the matter?" Frius' eyes seemed to ask knowingly.

Pusha smiled bitterly: "It's the incident mentioned before with your majesty. Recently, more than a dozen tribes have opposed the rule of the warchief. We have found out that those tribes are in collusion with the Kidd. I don't know if there is any behind these things. Which one’s will is in it? So your Majesty still needs to come forward on this matter, look."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Frius' mouth: "You are not brave enough, not to mention this shadow castle, this whole magic circle city is under the will of Spinak. You are a little temple elder, I dare to guess his mind here, really thinking he would not know?"

Pusha smiled lightly and said: "If you are in other places, of course I am afraid. But if your majesty is here, presumably that one, even if he is interested, can't feel what happened here."

"Little clever." Frius closed his eyes and said, "I can tell you that Spinak will never instruct the Kidd to move on the Wild Stone Star, don't say why I am. Also, you should not be your own business. Is it a solution? Now Vasak is dead. According to your tradition, the next position of the warchief should be the victor. Or is it that your temple intends to suppress this matter?"

Pusha lowered his head and asked, "I don't know what your Majesty has in this regard?"

"I don't even have any interest. I have no opinion." Frius waved his hand: "Elder Pusha, you seem to have been here for a long time, right?"

The elder of the holy temple said helplessly: "Then I will leave first."

He left the hall, and a few holy temple warriors gathered outside. The samurai chief among them asked in a low voice, "Elder, what's the situation?"

Pusha sighed: "Your Majesty said, we will deal with our own affairs. Fortunately, he said that this matter has nothing to do with that person, so it is not too headache to deal with it."

"Let's do it ourselves?" The warrior chief hesitated: "But the chieftain is him"

"Vasak is no longer a warchief, and the one who defeats him will become the new warchief. This is our tradition. If that person agrees, he has to take the corresponding responsibility. The victor seems to be the person of the Dark King. In this case, with the help of the Dark King's power, it is possible to solve the Kidd trouble."

(To the end of this chapter, please turn the page) The warrior chief was surprised: "The elder really intends to do this? I thought you would let Montpar take over as the warchief."

"Initially I had this plan." Pusha joined hands and said: "But your Majesty mentioned tradition, I don't know whether he was intentional or unintentional. But since your Majesty mentioned it, then we have to proceed with caution. We will see that tonight Say the winner again, what is his name?"

"I've checked, his name is Hubble."

That night, a private banquet was being held in the Blood Nest Mansion, which was held to celebrate Hubble's defeat of Vasak. The only person invited was Ramo, which made General Qianmo a little flattered. The restaurant was brightly lit, and the long tables were filled with various delicacies. Lamer even arranged a band composed of human races to add to the fun, making the atmosphere in the restaurant warm and pleasant.

Hubble was wrapped in a bandage, but he couldn't leave his hand. He held a fist-sized wine glass and took a big sip, then burped, "It's a pity that Vasago was smashed by me. Otherwise, what do you say? I also have to pull down one of his front teeth as a souvenir."

The Catu was sitting on the ground, and there was no chair in the dining room to hold him. Allen carried a glass of wine and put one hand on his shoulder and said, "What does it matter, you won. According to your tradition, you should inherit Vasak's property next. Everyone, we Master Hubble But I'm about to become a warchief, let's toast the warchief."

Everyone roared.

Hubble yelled, "I'll drink the wine, and the Warchief should forget it. I'm not interested in that position."

Allen shook his head and said: "You can't say that, think about it. If you don't become the warchief, then this position must be succeeded by someone close to Vasak. In this way, the tragedy of your tribe will only be renewed. Staged. Old friend, even if you don't think about it for yourself, you can carry this burden for the future of other tribes, right?"

"Or, don't you care about the life and death of other tribes?"

Hubble was silent, and said after a moment: "Even if I want to, who knows what the holy temple will do."

"About this." Lamer said with a toast: "I can guarantee that the holy temple will not dare to mess around. Mr. Hubble's battle today was carried out under my eyes and thousands of pairs of eyes, and the holy temple cannot deny it."

Allen patted Hubble on the shoulder and said, "Look, General Lamer has supported you. What are you afraid of."

Lamo relentlessly said: "Even without me, based on His Royal Highness Allen's words, wouldn't the holy temple dare not let out a fart?"

Everyone laughed.

Lamo drank the drink in his glass and said, "I have to say goodbye first, and I have to go back and prepare for tomorrow's affairs. Your Highness Allen, remember not to be late tomorrow."

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Tomorrow is the day when Spinak will meet the Black Emperor and Allen. By then, you will know Spinak's true purpose and detailed plan for attacking Idavar. Allen naturally did not dare to be sloppy, and nodded immediately: "This is natural, I will send the general out."

"No, no, no, I'll go by myself, no need to trouble your Highness." Lamer smiled back.

After leaving the restaurant ~www.readwn.com~ when the door was closed, Lamer's smile disappeared on his face. The other side took a step, then stopped again. Someone in front was waiting for him against the wall, but it was Tracey. Seeing Lamo coming out, Trisley gritted her teeth and knelt down on one knee.

"Stop." Ramer stopped. "You are no longer a member of our Shadow Army. You don't need to salute me."

Tracey hesitated and said: "My lord does not need me to continue to monitor him?"

Lamer sneered and said: "His Royal Highness Allen generously kept you by your side. What do you think it is for, not to tell me, he doesn't care how many chess pieces we arrange around. Although this Highness has not reached the supreme realm, The amount of equipment is almost the same. It is meaningless to arrange a chess piece like you, so I have not arranged it alone by his side, and naturally include you."

"Do you think I was joking that day? Since I said you were not from my Shadow Army, then from that moment on, you were just Miss Tracey, that's all." Ramo walked by Tracey's side: "I have to congratulate you no matter what, Tracey. You are the only one in my Shadow Army who can escape alive. You have to thank His Royal Highness Allen for giving you freedom."

"True freedom!"

The sound of footsteps went away, but Tracey was still standing there. Gradually, his vision became blurred, and the corners of his eyes became a bit hot.

Freedom, for everyone in the Shadow Army, is something beyond hope. Until today, Tracey had confirmed this from Ramer's mouth.

She is free!

The door opened, and Lola poked her head out of the door and saw Tracey shouting: "What are you doing, come in, they are all crazy."

Tracey quickly wiped off the warm liquid from the corners of her eyes and laughed, "Here is here."

There has never been a moment when life is so varied.

(End of this chapter)