The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

"I will seize your territory."

She said unreasonable things.

Even the orcs, including the cunning Vulpe and Naga, would find some excuses before launching a war, not to mention humans, no matter what kind of war it is, both sides will always be high-sounding.

The words "occupation" were used frankly, which was so domineering that it was impossible to refute.

"You have the right to refuse, and you have the right to resist."

"What will happen if you resist..."

"Resisting is tantamount to being my enemy."

"Don't resist?" Thiers smiled wryly.

"If you don't resist, I can't guarantee your lives." The woman said flatly. "However, I have no interest in bloodthirsty."

At this point, Thiers understood the other party's thinking.

To sum it up in three words, it would be 'doesn't matter'.

There is no need for a reason, no need to care about your status, and no need to cover up your 'occupation' actions.

It doesn't matter if you resist, and it doesn't matter if you don't resist. There is no need to threaten death or induce surrender with life.

Because those things don't matter at all.

This is the surplus of the strong.

"Dare to ask your name." Thiers said softly.

"Presumptuous." The dragon made such a voice, making Thiers kneel down directly.

"Be quiet, my daughter," the woman said quietly.

"My name is Aya Tiamat."

"I understand, Lord Tiamat, so I would like to ask, what is going on so that I will not be your enemy."

"You're a smart girl." Aya laughed, pointing at a carriage in the convoy with her hand out.

"Everyone except the carriage, leave this road, I'll give you sixty seconds."

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"Count down from now on." Ella said lightly. "In sixty seconds, except for the carriage, everyone leaves the road and the range surrounded by the sword fence. I will regard the humans who remain within this range after sixty seconds as enemies."

Her voice amplified with the effect of the magic and was clearly heard by everyone present.

Leaning lazily on the throne, Aya spoke.

"sixty."

"fifty-nine."

"Fifty-eight."

For the first three seconds, no one could react, until a shrill cry broke the calm.

The first to act was one of the guards in the queue who fell off his horse because his feet were weak.

Completely disregarding his own image, he shouted and ran from the side to the outside while rolling and crawling.

Then, the riots started.

"Get out of the way, let me pass!"

"Get out of my way! Get out of the way!"

"Run!"

Regardless of the accompanying attendants, elite soldiers, or risk-takers, at this moment, one by one abandoned the immobile mounts under them, jumped out of the carriage, and ran out desperately.

These people cannot be blamed for lack of courage. No matter how brave the people are, no matter how resolute their spirit is, their eyes will collapse instantly when facing the giant dragon. This is the absolute gap between race and blood.

Facing the dragon, they didn't even have the right to escape.Now, given the chance to survive, one must cherish it naturally.

There was a chaotic sound on the ground, people scrambled to run out, and even caused a stampede accident.Aya was looking straight ahead, not even looking this way.

Fortunately, the road was not that wide, and soon, there was no one in the area wrapped by the sword fence.

"What a shame." Mira sat slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

Although she was a magician, she was a steel-level adventurer after all. Her speed and stamina far surpassed ordinary people, so she ran away easily.

However, I have to admit that the act of running away is shameful.

"Foot, you can't control it at all." She said softly.

The moment she crossed the sword fence, the cold light reflected from the blades of the left and right silver-white giant swords made her feel like she had been hit, and she broke out in a cold sweat. .

"It doesn't take sixty seconds at all." Aya said calmly.

She said this without extra emotion, but to the listener, it was the greatest insult.

Now, only the horses and the carriage she pointed to remained within the scope of the fence.

There is no need for a countdown anymore, Aya waved her hand.