All the contract girls want to marry me

It's a pity that he thought too much. Matthew had received the blessing from the Lord of Holy Light. Although he didn't absorb much, at least he wouldn't be suppressed by the pressure of the holy power.

The Holy Dragon is indeed powerful, but it is nothing compared to the Lord of Holy Light.

It is because the gods left the material plane that these guys got carried away.

There are no tigers in the mountains and the monkey is the king. This is probably how it feels.

Matthew suddenly felt dull.

In the eyes of the sacred dragon, he is a humble human being.

But in his eyes, the sacred dragon is nothing more than a fairer and stronger lizard.

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He couldn't believe it. His strength was only one step away from the demigod realm, so why couldn't he suppress Matthew, a super sixth-level human?

Of course he knew about Matthew's great achievements, but the achievements that humans had against each other could not enter his divine eyes at all.

The bloodline of the sacred dragon is very close to the gods, and their strength is unrivaled at the same level.

The sacred dragon of the sixth level was a one-sided crushing match against the strong men of other races of the sixth level.

Except for the human race.

Because the gap between the upper and lower limits of the human race's combat power is very large.

At the same level, the fluctuations in human combat power are extremely exaggerated.

Taking the high-level black dragon clan as an example, the most powerful super-level sixth-level black dragon is only a few times more powerful than the weakest super-level sixth-level black dragon.

But the most powerful human race at the sixth level of super level fights the weakest human race at the sixth level of super level, which is simply crushing.

The Holy Dragon just watched the battle between Matthew and the real dragon. Based on Matthew's performance just now, he is definitely not his opponent.

But did Matthew just try his best?

The sacred dragon was a little unsure.

Just when he hesitated, Matthew said calmly: "The sacred dragon, the undead are the public enemies of all races. We humans can live in peace with you, but we cannot coexist with them."

"So are you."

"Think about it, where did those giant skeleton dragons come from?"

The lethality of these words was so great that even the usually calm sacred dragon could not withstand it.

He took a deep breath and lowered his voice and said, "This is not something you should worry about."

Matthew spread his hands and said calmly: "Okay, this is not my business. But I must remind you that anyone who leads a wolf into a house will not end well."

"Go back to your hometown. We can still be friends."

"You have lost your tribe, don't we, the human race, have no losses?"

"If you are willing to go back, I promise to return the remains of the dragon warriors and swear not to take revenge."

This is Matthew's bottom line.

The Dragon Clan is indeed arrogant, but if you lower your head in front of the Dragon Clan, they will look down upon you even more.

Facing an arrogant and powerful tribe like the Dragon Clan, the only way is to be stronger and more arrogant than them.

Matthew's calm attitude made the sacred dragon a little confused.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go up or not, a rough voice echoed through the square.

"Naiyaro, if you don't get out now, you won't have a chance later."

It was Raguel's voice.

This demigod-level strongman wore full body armor and held two battle axes. He walked out of the main entrance unhurriedly and slowly walked towards Matthew and the sacred dragon who were confronting each other in the square.

The sacred dragon looked at Raguel with squinted eyes and hissed: "Raguir, you are actually still alive?"

Raguel laughed, his wild laughter shaking the ground violently.

The real dragon Guranis shakes the earth with his magic power, which consumes a lot of money, while Raguel shakes the earth with his momentum and super loud voice. The gap between the two is very big.

This burst of laughter was full of vitality, and there was no sign of death at all.

Seeing Raguel appear, the sacred dragon Naiyaro knew that today's operation was a complete failure.

An excellent wise man naturally knows how to advance and retreat.

He hummed helplessly and waved his hand to the dragon clan to follow him.

"Go back, don't wait for me to send you off!"

Raguel's roar shook most of the imperial capital.

Although the citizens of the Imperial City didn't know which strong man made the voice, they at least knew that it was on their side.

Cheers erupted one after another, and the citizens of the imperial capital finally saw the opportunity to regain their freedom.

Although they are still trapped in various neighborhoods, at least they know that there are still people fighting.

These damn dragons can never succeed.

With Raguel's appearance, the sacred dragon Naiyaro had to retreat.

The Holy Dragon is indeed not an ordinary race, but neither is Raguel.

Raguel is a battle angel sent by the Lord of Holy Light. He specializes in fighting and has few opponents at the same level.

If Naiyaro was also a demigod, he would naturally dare to fight Raguel, but he was only at the sixth level of super level and was definitely no match for Raguel.

Retreat is also unavoidable.

After Raguel's retreat, Nessar issued the order for a general retreat.

The dragons retreated, and the undead who cooperated with their attack also had to retreat.

When the gargoyles and vampires retreated, they were bitten by the tail and shot at indiscriminately by the sharpshooters of the Great Temple, causing a lot of losses.

This sudden battle came and went quickly.

The undead camp launched an aggressive attack, but in the end it came to nothing.

In the previous battle, they paid a heavy price.

These include four giant dragons, 35 high-level dragons, more than 700 high-level dragonmen, and thousands of elite undead.

Paying such a heavy price, but not even replacing a strong person on the other side, it was a complete failure no matter what.

These losses cannot be replenished in a short time, and their combat power is also greatly weakened.

Back at the castle, the powerful men from all sides had dark faces and didn't know what to say.

Didier looked around the audience, looking at everyone calmly, taking in their thoughts.

Goblin Black Gold looked a little sleepy, but beneath his tired appearance, his eyes were dancing with fire.

Didier winked at his father and urged him to express his position quickly.

Jessica bit her lip, clasped her hands, and at her son's urging, she coughed lightly and stood up.

"Mr. Heijing, I was in a bad mood before, and I didn't speak properly. I offended you with my words. I hope you don't care about it."

Jessica was in a very bad mood.

Ever since Matthew entered the city, nothing has gone smoothly on his side, and he has to be forced to speak softly to a dirty, smelly goblin. This emperor is acting like a wimp.

But he knew he had no choice.

His eyes were blankly looking at the dome painting at the top of the hall, his expression blank.

He has seen the dome paintings here more than once, and everything painted is almost engraved in his soul.

This is a series of continuous paintings, the core content of which is to praise the family's great achievements.

As the founding imperial family of the Clare Empire, the Hoffenhager family once had a glorious past.

These dome paintings are proof of this.

Looking at the heroic appearance of her ancestors, and thinking that she had now become a corpse witch magician, Jessica's nose felt a little sour.

Is he really doing the right thing?

Maybe he shouldn't have taken this path.

If he sticks to his duties, although he will not see his family ascend to the throne of emperor in his lifetime, not even in the two generations of his son and grandson, there will always be a chance as long as the family exists.

He recalled the scene when his old father held his hand and warned him before he died, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

His father's request for him was simple: to continue the family and wait for an opportunity to regain the throne of emperor.

If you can't do it, don't force it. The most important thing is to continue the family.

However, he failed to do so.

Because he doted on his wife, he did not marry more wives in his golden age, which caused problems in the continuation of the family bloodline.

Although he has two sons, they are useless.

If he had married more wives and had more children, he might not have been able to produce talents by casting a wide net.

Although the old man's words don't sound good, they are wise words.

He was too obsessed with being emperor, and finally embarked on a path of no return under Didier's coercion.

Yes, he has regained the crown now, but so what? Look at the imperial capital full of undead. Is this really the result he wants?

Jessica suddenly felt bored.

Hearing Jessica's words, Heijin quickly stood up and looked at the new emperor in disbelief.

He knew Jessica's character very well, she was a somewhat overconfident guy.

Jessica has all the advantages of aristocrats, as well as all the disadvantages.

Such an arrogant person would actually apologize to him for a verbal conflict.

Regardless of sincerity or not, at least the attitude is in place.

Since the other party expressed goodwill, Mr. Black Gold did not dare to hold it. He quickly bowed to Emperor Jessica to express that he did not mind.

With the help of others, the two came to understand each other, at least on the surface.

With the performances of Jessica and Heijin, the atmosphere in the hall relaxed slightly.

After resolving the conflict between his father and Black Gold, Didier turned his attention to Nessar, the leader of the dragon clan.

He solemnly bowed deeply to Nesar and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Nesar, we all bear in mind the sacrifices made by the Dragon Clan."

"I can once again reiterate that the promises I made will be fulfilled."

"The seven monarchs of the Forgotten Land do not want to be enemies with you. Our enemies are only the bastards of the God Realm and their lackeys."

Nessar was indeed in a bad mood.

Just now he was confident enough to take the initiative, but in the end he ended up with a jaw-dropping exchange ratio. This contrast made him extremely ashamed.

Didier said nothing about the failure just now, but repeatedly emphasized their sacrifice and commitment, which moved Nessar a little.

But he was moved nonetheless, and he still said what needed to be said.

"Commander Didier, I don't quite understand why you insist on making enemies of the gods of the divine world."

"With all due respect, your power cannot shake the gods at all."

Didier said calmly: "I know that the power of the gods is very powerful. But have you ever thought about why they have such powerful power."

"Because they are gods."

Nesar said without thinking.

"What about before they became gods?"

Nesar was stunned by the question. He was stunned for a long time before asking: "Aren't they born gods?"

"of course not!"

Didier said in a deep voice: "They are not gods at all, but a group of bandits, a group of shameful bandits who use the material plane as their pasture."

"All the sins in the world combined are not worth the slightest bit of them."

Unexpectedly, Didier spoke of the gods in such a bad light, and everyone present could not believe it.