The Rockets of the Spirits Start

The Orange Alliance has successively won the sovereignty of the Seven Islands of Fruit and the Seven Islands in just three hours. The news that the people on many islands are welcome and in good order quickly spread throughout the world under the propaganda of the newspapers and media.

And the exact information was sent to the Guandu Continent. A small courtyard with a high plant coverage on the Quartz Plateau was behind. Chairman Damalan, who was sitting leisurely on a reclining chair and drinking tea, did not fluctuate in his mood at all, as if he had long ago Knowing that this will happen.

At the same time, in the conference room of the government affairs building, there were many noisy alliance officials, representatives of the heavenly kings of the major families, and angry civilian trainers.

All of them asked the champion Yulongdu to send troops to the Orange Islands to regain the glory of the Guandu Alliance.

But when Yu Longdu, who had a grim expression, glanced at the noisy crowd in the conference room, he calmly asked who would act as the vanguard of this battle.

The indignant high-level executives all died down, turned around in silence and sat back to their respective seats.

In fact, to put it bluntly, war is just a continuation of political division and transfer of interests.

The officials of the Alliance's logistics support department thought that after losing the taxes and benefits of these two sea areas and islands, it would be detrimental to the big pockets of the Alliance's treasury and the small pockets of their people.

The representatives of the major families were angry that the two islands in the sea area once occupied by the alliance belonged to the back gardens of several of their families.

Now that it was taken back by the Orange Alliance without injury, whether it was a real loss of profits, or the face of their five major families, no matter what, the Orange Alliance must give a face-saving statement.

Only the trainers of the civilian faction advocated starting a war when they were angry that the Kanto Alliance was provoked by outsiders and tempted by the advanced path of military exploits.

But just think of the man with hundreds of trainers who could be poisoned to death with a wave of blood on his hands.

The officials of various factions sitting in the conference room couldn't help being silent, falling into a dead silence.

Looking at the meeting room of the Alliance Headquarters that had regained its tranquility, Yulongdu, who knew in his heart what these people were afraid of, couldn't help but feel a burst of pain and sadness, as if bruises and words came together in his heart.

"That's all, since neither of you and I can make the decision to start a war, then I will personally ask President Damalanqi for instructions."

After saying these words, seeing that many high-ranking members of the alliance were still silent, sitting in their seats and facing each other in silence, Yu Longdu sighed silently in his heart, and then quickly walked out of the huge conference room.

"boom."

"Da da da…"

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After the champion and the next president who was concerned about the overall situation of the alliance left, many high-level executives who had practiced the closed-mouth mantra without saying a word just raised their heads in a tacit understanding and looked at the reactions of the people around them.

"Xiba, among our group, the person who is most familiar with the poison champion should be you. Tell us what you think of him."

"Well, if the alliance and various families get together, twenty or thirty heavenly kings can still gather together."

"Think of a way, as long as you can kill Nobunaga, the poisoned bastard, the outcome of this war can be decided in advance."

Hearing that the patriarch of a certain family subordinate to Yujiyuan asked other high-level officials squarely, Shiba leaned on the back of the chair with a solemn expression.

Almost without hesitation, he sat upright and put his hands on the table, and immediately said:

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint everyone. Although the trainers specializing in the poison department are weak in frontal combat, they can clear the heavenly kings of the subordinate departments faster than Yulongdu, the champion of the dragon department."

"So it's better to give up this plan with a large number of kings to besiege it early."

After all, Xiba, who knows how many champions the alliance has, but doesn't know the background of the five major families, put his ambiguous hope on the patriarch of Yujiyuan, and continued to speak with a serious face:

"If you want to start a war with the Orange Alliance, you must take the lead in dealing with the big trouble of Nobunaga. Otherwise, even if the alliance recruits more trainers at all levels, it will not be able to withstand the threat of him forming an army alone."

"The only solution I can offer is to set an unavoidable trap in a desperate situation, and then gather at least five champion trainers to ambush, and completely kill Nobunaga and all the poison-type elves in his hands."

"Only when there is a huge gap in strength between the two sides, can a poison champion be overwhelmingly eliminated, including those poisonous elves that can be called natural disasters."

After listening to the speech of Xiba, the veteran king of the alliance, most of the senior members of the alliance suddenly turned gloomy.

And taking into account the threat of poison to trainers, and in case, due to careless negligence, he was seriously injured by a poison-type elf and escaped.

The revenge massacres were carried out in various cities. Nearly 80% of the high-level executives in the conference room nodded their heads and fell into a dead silence again.

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When the picture turned, I came to the bottom of the high mountain behind the quartz plateau, near the road of champions that Tianwang had to go through, a small courtyard with green walls and high walls.

Standing straight at the door of the small courtyard~www.readwn.com~ Knowing that the old man in front of him must have also received information, Yu Longdu, his eyes were tangled but he did not dare to disturb.

And I don't know when Damalaki, who stood up and pruned the branches of the lush trees with scissors, didn't even look at the person coming at the door.

He just quietly admired his own work with a chuckle, and at the same time seemed to be quite emotional about it, and said softly as if asking a question:

"Why do potted trees need to be pruned, and the Alliance has to pull out the corrupt roots?"

"Is it the Xunhua for the growth of all things, or is it for prosperity?"

"No, it's just an illusion of strength."

Looking at the potted plant with only the trunk left in front of Damalan, Yulongdu, who suddenly calmed down and thought of something, couldn't help showing a touch of sadness in his eyes.

"I see."

After the four words were finished, Yulongdu bowed deeply towards President Damalanqi, then turned around and walked towards the road where he came.

Time passed slowly, until a breeze blew the leaves, and the clear sound of slamming came into my mind.

Damalanchi, who is like a leisurely retired old man, turned his head to look at Yulongdu's back, and said in a low voice with deep eyes:

"After all, there will be no shadow of me in the future. I hope Du can use this to understand how to take charge of the alliance."

The sound of the wind gradually ceased, and a cold and domineering aura suddenly emerged from the short body of this old man in the dark.

Stepping back to the reclining chair, he picked up the purple clay pot and poured in the tea. His mind turned back to the iron-blooded president Damalanqi. He closed his eyes and said in a low voice:

"However, what Nobunaga and Kona did this time were indeed a bit excessive..."