National Awakening: My Damage Is As High As 100,000,000 Points

Chapter 202 What? The Great Nobles Of The Desolate Clan Surrendered En Masse?

Not long after, a piece of news spread from Guixu Imperial City to the entire Kunlun God Tomb.

[The eldest prince declares: In view of the fact that Gu Lingyun and Gu Tiansheng are dead, the Kunlun God Tomb cannot be left without an owner for a day. There are nine princesses, Gu Lingya, who rule the entire Kunlun God Tomb, and other royal families must not object

Offenders will be killed. 】

A few days later, Gu Jue, the prophet of the Desolate Race, led a monitoring team to the Kunlun God's Tomb, and found Gu Lingya.

"Hey, isn't this a prophet? As the eldest prince, you dare to appear in front of me?"

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other.

Gu Lingya was not polite to this prophet at all.

Gu Lingya's enemy is not the prophet, but the eldest prince behind the prophet.

When her mother was admiring the flowers in the garden, she met the eldest prince who was in a bad mood, and was beaten to death by the eldest prince with a whip.

When she arrived, she only saw a corpse that was no longer human and the eldest prince standing beside the corpse laughing wildly.

Since then, Gu Lingya has been full of resentment towards the eldest prince, and also full of dissatisfaction with that Father God whom she has never met.

Because after her mother died, God Father not only did not blame the eldest prince, but gave the eldest prince a new whip.

"Your Highness, you won't do anything." The Prophet laughed.

Gu Lingya sneered: "You think too well, this is the tomb of the Kunlun gods, the sky is high and the gods are far away, I can kill you."

"As for the big brother, I will tell him, 000, you were killed by the Death Star, or assassinated by a federal assassin.

The prophet shook his head: "His Royal Highness Ninth Princess, can we find a secret room to chat? I have something very important to discuss with you."

Gu Lingya also noticed something was wrong with the prophet.

According to her understanding of that elder brother, the people around him are all arrogant people who like to be arrogant.

According to her tone just now, the two sides should have already started complaining to each other, and no matter how bad-tempered they are, they should start fighting with copycats.

But the prophet actually showed a smile all over his face.

Although it looks unnatural, it feels like she is trying to please her.

Gu Lingya thought for a while, and brought the prophet to a secret room.

"There are all kinds of hidden magic arranged here, even the eldest brother can't detect it, you can speak directly if you have anything to say.

The Prophet finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Then he said: "Ninth Princess, I want to ask you a question, have you already joined the Federation?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire secret room immediately became chilling.

Gu Lingya said quietly: "Prophet, do you think that I have been making cakes in this Kunlun God's Tomb, so you think I am easy to bully? Don't talk nonsense like this, it will kill you."

While saying this (cjej), several colorful figures appeared beside Gu Lingya out of thin air. They were armed with weapons, and the visitors were not friendly.

After completely walking out of the darkness, the Prophet also saw clearly who they were, puppets made of cakes.

But the Prophet had no doubt that the cake sword in the opponent's hand could easily cut him in half.

【Gu Lingya

Occupation: Puppet master

Grade: Iv160

HP: 8.9 million

Magic value 10.6 million]

The prophet broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly explained: "Actually, I also came to surrender. This is our surrender letter. Please read it."

Gu Lingya shrugged, and the cake puppet next to her immediately brought the document over.

Somewhat unexpectedly, it was indeed a letter of surrender.

It is the letter of surrender of the Prophet, his family members, and disciples, a total of 1,760 people.

"You actually want to betray the First Prince?" Gu Lingya was surprised, "You actually have the courage to resist that moody butcher? What did he do?"

Butcher, that's an apt number.

sighed the Prophet.

"Three days ago, our ancient council had 36 chairmen, but now there are only 18 left."

Gu Lingya gasped when she heard the words.

This news is really too explosive.

The Desolate Ancient Council was formed by the Father God, who recruited top talents from the Desolate Race to join it. The purpose of its existence was to help the royal family govern the countless Desolate Race.

There are 36 council chairmen among them, they are the mainstay of the Desolate clan, and they are also the right arm of the royal family.

But she never expected that her big brother killed 18 council leaders, which was equivalent to killing half of the elites of the Desolate race.

Killing the speaker of the parliament is not only cutting off his own arm, but also slapping the face of the God of Desolation.

After all, the council was established by the Rage God, and if you want to kill someone, you have to ask the Rage God for his consent.

That brutal butcher couldn't be so stupid, could he?

Seeing Gu Lingya's shocked expression, the prophet smiled wryly: "We really can't survive, so please give us a way out, if you want to escape from here, please take me with you

"In exchange, I will help you control the other desolate people in Kunlun God's Tomb as much as possible.

Gu Lingya fell into deep thought.

This is indeed a good choice, she is determined to control the entire Kunlun God Tomb, so as to reduce the casualties in the battle with the alliance.

But her strength alone is not enough.

It would not be enough to add all her subordinates, there are too many people from the Huangzu in Kunlun God's Tomb, there are billions of them.

The Golden Expeditionary Army can manage one city, but it cannot manage hundreds of cities, let alone countless scattered small tribes.

Even if there is the elder brother's will, others can choose to obey her, or misinterpret her orders.

"I can tell you clearly that I did not betray the royal family, nor did I betray the Federation."

Gu Lingya said coldly, staring at the prophet's eyes like a sharp sword.

"I really need you to help me rule the Kunlun God Tomb as much as possible, but I want to plant a puppet seed in your body. If you dare to betray me, I will turn you into a puppet E"

Hearing the words, the Prophet finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he was 80% sure that the Ninth Princess had indeed betrayed the Desolate Race and defected to the Federation.

Three days ago, this was definitely bad news, but now it couldn't be better news.

The Prophet took out the remaining seventeen chapters of documents from his pocket.

"Princess Lingya, this is the letter of surrender of the remaining seventeen councilors, why don't you read it together?"

Gulingya:

Eighteen speakers collectively betrayed the royal family, and if this news spread, the entire Huangzu would be in turmoil.

What is it that can make the loyal parliament collectively betray?

So brother, how awesome are you to make these people betray you?

Gu Lingya said coldly: "What's the use of betrayal? Aren't you afraid that the Rage God will personally recruit you to settle accounts? The Federation has no gods."

The Prophet smiled triumphantly: "It is true that the Federation has no gods at present, but there is the Death Star. He can kill god corpses that even the Huang Shendu can't kill. So is he really not a god?"

There was some silence in the air.

Finally, Gu Lingya waved her hand.

"Okay, you go back first."

In fact, she believed that these people really wanted to surrender, otherwise they would not have given her the letter of surrender.

If these letters of surrender were sent to her elder brother, one of the people above would be counted as one, and all of them would die.

Even those associated with them had to die.

It is estimated that half of the entire Eternal Return Ruins will be slaughtered.

Inside the secret room, Gu Lingya stroked the documents and sighed faintly: "The Desolate Race, it's almost over."

She suddenly wanted to see the expression on the eldest prince's face when he learned that all the heads of the council had collectively rebelled.

Is it fear? Or anger? Or dismissive.

But it must be wonderful. .

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