The walker from Xingyue, Demon King Rimuru!

Barthamelo frowned and looked around. There was no one coming from Wandering Sea. Instead, there were several famous alchemists from the Atlas Academy in Egypt.

At this moment, the door opened again, and Monarch Lidal Archelot was quietly following behind an old woman with a vicissitudes of life. When she stepped into it, everyone's eyes could not help but concentrate slightly. , Kenneth raised his brows, while Uriface's expression became even more gloomy.

Inolai looked at the crooked old woman, but greeted him familiarly: "Long time no see, Sir Achelotte."

"Inolai. Ha, you are still so energetic." The old woman called Achelot greeted the old woman with a smile. There is little pressure.

The young magicians all lowered their heads, and even Aoqi Chengzi couldn't help grinning... Tsk, what an old monster has come out.

Lidal's teacher, the first patriarch, and the first botanical monarch who also served for more than 400 years before abdicating, the frightening female devil in the industrial age, known as... Achelot, the Witch of Coal.

Now that you are all retired, you should stay at home and wait for your death, bastard!

Just when most of the magicians were thinking this way, suddenly, next to Aoqi Chengzi and the popes, several representatives came up and whispered, and suddenly, she heard one of them The pope stood up suddenly with a bang, and said in disbelief: "What!? The crown decision among the dead!?"

In an instant, the entire resolution was still greeting each other, and the big figures who were in touch with each other fell silent—swish their eyes fixed on the Pope, but the Pope sat down slumped, stammering:

"Everyone...you just got the news..."

"White Wing Lord and White Knight Leviathan... are about to negotiate on Austria and Cornwall, and they...they..."

"In the name of Hei Ji Erte Luqi, they sent invitations to most of the remaining 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles, inviting them to be witnesses and...participants in this negotiation."

"..." For a while, the pope took a deep breath and said, "This... time, this stage... is clearly..."

"The crown resolution held by the dead disciples!!"

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ps: Why do people guess the second master's family!Hey, I’m so angry, the prototype I’m talking about refers to the human design, and it’s not necessarily from the Xingyue world, so I want to change his hair color, change it to blue, and directly sit on the calculation of the Maqili family up...

If it weren't for you, I would have forgotten that the attribute of the Second Master's family is such a water attribute, and I knew in my head that they can only manipulate bugs...

However, although the Maqili family is also water, their system belongs to the manipulation of fluids such as confinement and restraint, and they are not good at frontal combat...

Well, I'm struggling for a while, should I copy book reviews...

Chapter 048, Black Wing Lord, the ancestor of the Dead Apostles and those strange XPs!

Except for the venue, the suddenly announced negotiation time was exactly the same as the crown decision, and it happened to be at the time when the crown decision was launched. The high-profile publicity, Sima Zhao's heart, can be said to be well known to passers-by.

All of a sudden, when the two messages collided, all the magicians couldn't help raising their heads, looking at the unpredictable situation in the sky.

"Europe...it's going to change."

In the far east, a gentleman in a red suit put down his teacup, looked at the declaration on the newspaper with the Dead Apostle logo printed on it like a leaflet, and suddenly realized that this time the Magic Association's How terrible the enemy is.

They didn't even pull down the Dead Apostles in the Far East. When did the Dead Apostles pay attention to propaganda?

He fell into deep thought, and was considering whether to report this matter, whether it was a big deal or a small thing, to the Magic Association when his wife came down from downstairs, and in her arms, there were about eight or nine The month's baby opened his hands with difficulty and smiled happily.

"Rake... rake!"

……

On the other side, Limulu also set foot on the land of Germany. In this land full of solemnity and solemnity, black turtleneck trench coats seem to be the trend in Germany, but it is obvious that when the mysterious When she was able to perceive the mystery, Limulu could easily detect it, hidden in the crowd, one by one mixed with respectful or hostile eyes and salutes.

When countless dead apostles took to the streets and black clouds floated in the sky, the shadows would completely engulf the land, and even the light would be avoided.

The capital of Germany, Berlin.

Just like London, England, during the championship decision period, all the dead apostles and fallen magicians will disperse and completely disappear without a trace, and far away from Berlin, during this period when a large number of dead apostles swarm, finally A sliver of "justice" finally couldn't bear the pressure. Under the eyes of endless dead disciples, the popes chose to withdraw and blocked the door of the church.

The Magic Association began to close down, and the magic family turned a blind eye to the changes in the whole of Germany—it was only a few days anyway, and the dead disciples would eventually disperse after a few days.

Everyone does not believe that the Dead Apostles can really reach an agreement, because the Dead Apostles are barbaric expansion, just like Gem Unzelrich, even though they are both Dead Apostles, they have goals, interests, and positions.

Never consistent.

never.

At the same time, Limuru also knows that even though Berlin in Germany has become a city full of dead apostles, the entire country and the surrounding areas of Berlin have silently poured in countless agents, magicians— —

Like Cornwall in England.

As long as the crowning decision is over and the Magic Association and the Church reach an agreement, the surrounding cities will be surrounded and submerged like a flood—even if the Dead Apostles really want to establish their own territory, it cannot be Germany.

Because even if Germany is the site of Lord White Wing, it is also a site for living underground, and it is still completely rooted by the forces of the Church and the Magic Association... and the other party, it is impossible for the Dead Apostles to control such a big country. capital and let it go.

Germany, Britain and France are, after all, the face of Europe.

Oh, and maybe one more... Italy?

However, this didn't seem to matter to Limulu, since it wasn't his territory anyway.

Thinking of this, Limulu finished thinking, turned to look at the sullen Elte Lucki, and said with a smile: "Don't be so miserable with a sad face, don't you walk in such a city? Don't you have a sense of pride?"

"When you take to the streets, the whole city will fly black flags."

"This city will be dyed black because of you, Your Highness."

"But that is temporary after all." Alte Lucy said unmoved: "It's just a mirror image."

"Tsk."

……

White Wing Lord's palace, or the old castle, looks quite gorgeous, but unfortunately, like Einzbern, it can only be hidden in the enchantment and admired alone——

I don't know if it's the only respect for Erte Lucy, or for Limuru, or because of the favor of this meeting, White Wing Lord walked out of his throne and walked out of the castle. He led the people to greet Limuru and his group in person.

Compared with the majestic White Winged Lord with dozens of administrators behind him, the battle of Altruchi's black and white knights plus a dog is a bit low.

White and slightly curvy long hair paired with a resolute and vicissitudes of face, under the majestic blood eyes is a bright silver giant sword as high as Limulu, gorgeous and full of symbols of royal power, this is Bai Yigong.

Lord White Wing is regarded by more than 70.00% of the dead disciples as the most ideal king. He can hide the strict hierarchy with his body as a dead disciple, and lead the dead disciples to betray the true ancestor, thus gaining a reputation comparable to that of Alteluchi.

The title of King of the Dead Apostles, as well as the title of Bai Yigong, all highlight the opponent's strength and... the majesty and arrogance that make his subordinates willingly submit, and compared to other people who are not old or dead, they only care about themselves and become pure-hearted and ascetic. As far as the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles are concerned, White Wing is also the only one who recognizes that the Dead Apostles have their own value.

Seeing the other party coming forward with great majesty, Limulu frowned slightly. Although the other party greeted him in person to show enough respect, this gesture clearly showed the aura of being a master.

"You majestic, I don't know, I thought it was Zhu Yue who was reborn."

Limuru tilted his head, and under the vibration of the other party's breath, slightly pressed the mask on his face... The ones who came out with the other party were not only the dozen or so consuls who seemed to be subordinates, in addition, there were also There are a few Limulu who don't know each other, but their aura is not weaker than his existence, leaning on the door of the palace, gloating at their misfortune, or looking at them coldly.

Facing Limulu's sarcasm, Bai Yigong just lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a deep and forceful voice: "If it's Brunstad, it should be more like Jun Ji, who likes to walk alone."

"Is that so? In that case, the character of my Highness is quite consistent with her surname."

"...Heiji did inherit Brunstad's surname, and I have never denied her title of King of the Dead Apostles." Hearing this, Lord White Wing couldn't understand the meaning of Limulu's words, After pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "But in the end, Zhu Yue's power belongs to Alquite, not Elte Lucki."

"But Alquite is not a Dead Apostle, but a complete True Ancestor. Wasn't the hunting of the True Ancestor always proposed by Bai Wing Gong?"

"That's why I don't support anyone, and the difference between me and Hei Ji is mainly due to the difference in ideas." Bai Yigong interrupted: "It's not appropriate to say these things outside, let's save these things to talk about inside." .”

Speaking of this, Bai Yigong stared deeply at Limulu's only golden eyes for a while with his red eyes, and then suddenly said: "As the latest dead disciple who inherits the title of 'ancestor', I don't know How much we know, but as the initiator of this meeting, it is still necessary to get to know the existence you invited—"

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze back to Limulu, the annoyed little princess who was staring at him and grinding his teeth: "His Royal Highness, I am very pleased. For hundreds of years, your power has finally been revealed to the naked eye. The degree has increased a little bit..."

"At least, I finally know what kind of person is worthy of your choice."

Bai Yigong taunted Hei Ji's mission every day, so he turned around first in satisfaction and said, "Let's go, I'll take you in, most of the rest of you know the route—"

"..." Erte Luqi, who was ridiculed, was taken aback for a moment, her face that was already annoyed was suddenly clouded, and when a black air burst out, she bared her teeth and claws, wanting to go up to Bai Yi Let me show you from the back of the male——

Limuru and the black knight looked at each other helplessly, and quickly stopped her.

But at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and the shadow that covered the sky suddenly caused Bai Yigong to frown and look at the sky, and Erte Luqi's anger was instantly attracted. Feeling that the air was instantly filled with the breath of the dead, all the dead disciples knew who was coming almost instantly.

Wherever the death bird goes, graceful death goes with it.

"Damn it, I didn't invite that guy—" Bai Yigong Gujing Wubo frowned slightly for the first time, and after whispering, he raised his head and scolded angrily: "Don't let your damn feathers dirty my castle! Blackmoya!!"

Limulu looked up, and it was a huge black bird tens of kilometers long, or... a crow.

It was like a giant roc covering the sky and covering the sun, enveloping the entire Berlin, and when it flew towards the White Winged Lord's castle, it slowly became smaller and quickly turned into a humanoid bird-headed monster——

This is exactly the existence that is comparable to White Wing Lord, but the popularity is just the opposite, and is ridiculed by everyone—Black Wing Lord, Gransock Blackmoya.

If White Winged Lord is recognized by [-]% of the Dead Apostles, and more than [-]% of the Dead Apostles are willing to follow, then Black Winged Lord is an existence that is hardly followed by all the Dead Apostles except for the monsters he transformed himself.

Even though the other 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles agree that the other party is also "one of the 27", in terms of communication, almost no one likes it - and the Black Wing Lord himself is extremely popular, but he unexpectedly likes to socialize, almost In all the big gatherings, he will be very enthusiastic, and blend in uninvited.

Because he has almost no followers, Lord Black Wing is also one of the existences with the most self-made dependents among all the 27 ancestors. However, the dependents who are sucked by him will become monsters with human bodies and bird heads, which is also known as Chimei. The existence of Ra—he has an almost paranoid love for birds, and the unique XP is probably one of the reasons why many vampires can't understand it?

Hmm... At least, if the other party is willing to restrain the ferocious bird head, there is a high probability that Limuru will be happy to make friends with the other party and win them over, but for now.

Limulu glanced at Alte Lucy's disgusted little eyes, and decisively dismissed the idea of ​​taking the initiative to take the Heiji Highness to show her love... Indeed, the taste of the bird-headed person is indeed a bit too unique .

Seemingly seeing the thoughts in Limulu's mind, Alte Luchi suddenly explained softly: "Actually, what most dead disciples hate is not the appearance of the other party, but the impression of most dead disciples. , Lord Black Wing has always been Zhu Yue's familiar."

"Give up on being a human magician, and willingly fall into the Chimera's familiar."

Hearing this, Limulu raised his eyebrows lightly, and did not speak, just like Hei Ji's evaluation, which is also the evaluation of most dead disciples for Hei Yigong—even after Zhu Yue's death, Hei Yi, the familiar, The Duke got his freedom, but as a Chimera-like existence, he still couldn't change the impression of most of the Dead Apostles, including the 27th Ancestor of the Dead Apostles, even though his strength was already comparable to that of Lord Bai Wing.

The dead will never return, comparable to the inherent barrier in the domain of the god of death, even Limuru is a little moved, but considering that this kind of marginalized character is often the best target to use, and the weird inherent barrier is also difficult for even him. Maybe after the car overturned, Limulu still resisted the greed in his heart, put the plan first, and planned to find an opportunity to win over the other party——

However, the black-winged man who landed slowly didn't care about the slightly disgusted eyes of the people around him, he just laughed heartily and said: "How can such a grand dance be absent from the birds dancing in the air."

"Hmm... the three words are always on the bird, and that's why I hate him."

Erte Luqi said without hesitation, turned her head to look at the thoughtful Limulu and said, "If you want to win him over, it's actually very simple, that is to flatter you with a few good words, and he will definitely Treat you like a best friend."

"But... almost none of the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles would do such a thing without knowing their hearts."

"My knight, I know that you are willing to do everything for my rise, but I don't want you to give up your glory because of this—"

Alteluchi's voice was not loud, but because she didn't release any special magic, even a whispered whisper was not a secret to everyone present, and therefore, the other 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles naturally heard the words one after another. He turned his gaze from Lord Black Wing back to one of the protagonists, the initiator of the meeting, White Knight Leviathan.

A trace of complexity flashed in Bai Yigong's eyes. In his eyes, the growth of Alte Luci was obvious. The other party finally learned to change his speech by considering the mood and location of his subordinates in addition to self-willedness. At the same time, He would also inadvertently endorse him when reminding his subordinates—in this way, even if the white knight really lowered his figure for the support of the other party, the reason became the glory of being willing to sacrifice for His Highness.

Although in the eyes of the dead disciples who betrayed the true ancestor, this loyalty is not something worth showing off, or even the object of ridicule, but this does not prevent him from proving that he wants to contribute to the rise of the dead disciples an achievement.

At least in the eyes of Bai Yigong, it is worth taking a bargaining chip.

As for the Black Wing Lord, after hearing Elte Luqi's remarks, he immediately stared at Limulu with a pair of scarlet bird eyes, then fell silent for a while, and suddenly smiled: "My philosophy never needs to be intentional. the flattery of men."

"But since the princess of the person I serve said so, I am willing to express my heart again."

"If you are as the princess said, and you are willing to give up the glory for the person you serve, I am also willing to regard you as the same person as me."

"But I only give you this one chance. It is to give up the glory in public, and it is also to let me continue to be alone - choose, magician who has inherited the name of the White Knight, I see my shadow in you."

Immediately, the unknown ancestor who had already watched the play leaned against the door and raised his eyebrows, showing a funny smile, then turned his head and said something to the air.

A wave of ripples in the air was slowly rippling, and a blond girl walked out of it, holding a cup of viscous blood, and looked at the scene with interest——

And by the window on the second floor of the castle, a plump, kind-hearted earl was also slightly taken aback, chuckled and lowered his eyes.

"Things... are getting more and more interesting."

The reason why the ancestors of the Dead Apostles can't be single-minded is because all of them are living in the age of immortality, becoming more and more ascetic and... more and more strange XP and hobbies, all kinds of strange ideas squeezed together, it is impossible have the same position.

So... If anyone wants to gather this power, then... they can only use themselves as the only hub core to unite others.

can you do it?White Knight Leviathan.

Or……

Rimuru Tempest.

Chapter 049, I prefer Zhu Yue's choice once, to challenge you, to convince you!

Make a choice, White Knight, whether you choose to bow your head and accept my help in the underestimation of everyone, or maintain your arrogance and proudly reject me in the approval of everyone.

Lord Black Wing's words made the atmosphere in the air anxious, as if the resolution that hadn't even started was already undercurrent.

Limulu frowned slightly as he looked at the ferocious bird's head.

Obviously, the other party didn't give Erte Luqi face, Erte Luqi made wanton comments in public, and in an instant, the black winged man seemed to be angry, but in fact he countered arrogantly.

If a good solution cannot be made, whether it is accepting the other party or rejecting the other party, this is not a good result for Limuru. As an existence that pays attention to interests, if it is a private conversation, Limulu will not abandon a few people. To ensure the support of the other party, but obviously, in public, if he really did this, it will be several times more difficult to win the support of the other 27 ancestors of the dead.

Seeing the subordinates who were suddenly in a dilemma, Erte Luqi instantly exuded endless killing intent against Lord Black Wing, which caused the dead disciples around and behind Lord White Wing to retreat a few steps involuntarily.

However, Lord Black Wing, in the face of this murderous intent, showed a tit-for-tat indifference.

"It's really a headache..." After a long time, Limulu scratched his head suddenly, took a step forward helplessly, blocked Erte Luqi's eyes with murderous intent, and asked suddenly: " Dead Apostles seem to like to simply classify problems into two options."

"I will only give you these two paths, White Knight."

"However, I don't want to choose, Blackmoya." Limulu stretched out his hand calmly, his golden eyes were red and glowing red, and a trace of the ancestor's breath that belonged to Erte Luqi burst out, and under the blood moon high above the sky, , Even the air turned red.

"I've heard about your deeds. It's rumored that you used to treat everyone who looked down on birds so proudly, giving them two choices...you die or I die."