Altluchi said without hesitation, turning her head to look at Victor who seemed to be thinking about something, "If you want to use him, it's actually very simple. Just flatter him a few more times, and he will definitely treat you like a close friend." "But...it is unlikely that the twenty-seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostles would go against his conscience and lower himself to do such a thing." "Leviathan, I know you are willing to do everything for my rise, but I don't want you to give up your glory because of this—" This sentence came to her mind suddenly on a whim. Her voice wasn't that loud, but after all, she didn't want to think about the roles of the people present. The visitors could definitely hear it, and these words drew the gazes of some people back in surprise. Are you kidding me? Is this something that our Lady Heiji can say? ! ! There was also a hint of complexity in the eyes of the White Winged Lord. In his eyes, the growth of Artelluqi was obvious. She had finally learned to change her words based on her subordinates' moods and situations, in addition to being willful. At the same time, she would inadvertently endorse him when reminding her subordinates. In this way, even if the "Leviathan" code-named Magician really lowered his status for the other party's support and praised the bird, the reason became the noble quality of being willing to sacrifice for His Highness. Hum... quite interesting.
Prince Bai Yi suddenly smiled coldly. This was also good. At least the more mature Altluchi became, the better the situation of the dead disciples would be. However, if others heard it, the Black Wing Prince would naturally hear it as well. He paused, frowned, glanced at Artelucci and Victor, was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "My philosophy never needs the flattery of others." "But since the descendants of the man I serve say so, I am willing to express my true feelings once again." "If you are really as the princess said, willing to give up your honor for the one you serve, I am willing to treat you as the same as me." "But I will only give you this one chance. Either give up your honor in public, or let me continue to be alone. Make your choice, magician who inherited the name of the White Knight. I see my own shadow in you." As soon as these words were spoken, the originally quiet hall seemed to become even quieter. In the guest seats, a woman leaning against a pillar raised her eyebrows, gave a teasing smile, lowered her head and whispered something into the wine glass in her hand. Then, the liquid in the wine glass began to move rapidly, flowing into the air and quickly turning into ripples, slowly rippling. The next second, a blonde girl walked out, raised her chin proudly, and looked at the scene. On the other side, a familiar that was originally doing nothing and seemed to be uninterested in anything also trembled all over. Then, the violent tremor caused the shadow to grow rapidly, and soon formed a fat shadow with a potbellied belly. Although it was just a shadow, Victor still felt the other's gaze in an instant. I know it's human nature to watch the fun, but it's not good for a bunch of you to also...gossip like this, right? Victor secretly complained in his heart. Everyone's eyes were on him at once, and he felt a little pressured. However, it is understandable. After all, as the saying goes, the life of the immortals who don’t know what time is is very boring. Thinking of this, Victor fell silent and fell into thought. As expected, His Highness was no match for this old fox. No matter how much the Duke of Black Wing disdained to play tricks and schemes, it was clear that the wisdom of a thousand years was not something that any junior could grasp. Artluqi's words could be regarded as the finishing touch, but the opponent quickly turned the tables. Instead, he put Victor over the fire and roasted him. After all, ancestors are proud, and loyalty is not a virtue worth praising to them. Instead, they will talk about lowering their heads with relish for a long time. It will become difficult to win the support of the other twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles, and even their voice will be reduced.
The words of the Black Winged Duke made the atmosphere in the air tense, as if the resolution that had not yet begun was already undercurrent. Artluci seemed to have thought of this as well. She immediately looked at Victor with concern, a hint of apology on her face. The look he gave the Black Wing Prince revealed a hint of murderous intent. The others noticed this keenly, and the mockery in their eyes deepened. You are quite protective of him, Your Highness Artelucci. The Black Wing Prince seemed to have noticed something as well. He glanced at Altluchi but just nodded, showing an indifferent attitude. Victor gently patted his Highness's shoulder, signaling her to calm down. Logically speaking, the Black Winged Prince is not destined to be an enemy, because if you really look at it, the Black Winged Prince is actually a bit similar to the Black and White Knight of Altluki. Both were loyal to Zhu Yue and earned this title as two great generals. It's just that Duke White Wing holds military power and is loved by everyone, while Duke Black Wing... in the words of other ancestors, he is just a dog of Zhu Yue. Duke White Wing still has some ambitions, but Duke Black Wing almost mindlessly follows all of Zhu Yue's orders. Therefore, under this circumstance, the position of the Duke of Black Wing should be quite stable, that is, he should fully support the current royal family. So why did he respond so sharply? Is it because you saw the growth of Arteluqi that you became interested and suddenly gave her a test? Victor pondered for a while and felt that this possibility was very high. Otherwise, the Black Wing Duke has been sleeping in the dark castle in Northern Europe for many years, and judging from the appearance of the White Wing Duke, he did not invite him. The other party suddenly appeared, and it is obvious that he has some ideas. "Okay, that's a difficult question for me." Victor finished thinking, suddenly smiled and said, "But it's actually quite simple." "I will only give you these two paths, magician." Hearing this, Lord Black Wing warned: "Don't try to propose other conditions." "I didn't intend to propose any other conditions." Victor said calmly, "Just His Excellency the Black Wing Duke." "I have heard of your deeds. It is said that when you were still a magician, you were so arrogant to everyone who looked down on birds." "Anyone who insults a bird will be given two choices: you die or I die." "But until you were challenged by that person and easily defeated, you willingly followed the etiquette of a loser and allowed him to do what he wanted. As a result, you were granted the status of a follower." "is it?" Victor described the past history in a calm voice, but the people around him showed more and more interested expressions. Altluchi was also slightly stunned and looked at Victor in shock. They all heard it, understood Victor's thoughts. Since your style remains the same, I can also follow the tradition.
I will make the same choice as Zhu Yue, who was the first one to conquer you. If he challenges you and defeats you, then I can do it too. "Are you sure?" Upon hearing this, the Black Wing Prince showed a very human-like look of surprise on his ferocious bird head. "Leviathan!" Altluqi was a little anxious. Yes, Victor's approach was indeed a perfect solution. Once successful, it would not only avoid previous problems, but also prove his own strength. But the problem is, you have to base it on the premise that you can win! I'm a thousand-year-old dead apostle! You're a newborn! You are also cursed! Your physical strength is suppressed by half! How dare you! ! "Interesting." The blonde girl in the ripples lowered her head, looked at Victor with interest, and said softly: "I seem to have slept too long recently and missed a lot." "What do you think?" "Me?" The woman who summoned the blonde girl leaned lazily against the pillar and chuckled, "I have no opinion." "Feim told me some of his deeds in advance. Frankly speaking, if someone is valued by the White Wing Duke, I don't need to judge whether he is excellent or not." "Tsk, that's a really high evaluation." The blonde girl was slightly stunned when she heard that, but then she became more interested. She was well aware of her good friend's arrogance. So she looked forward, her deep bloodshot eyes sparkling with brilliance. Suddenly, she frowned slightly and sneered: "It seems that this is a big show. All kinds of dogs are attracted here." She hadn't noticed it before, but after looking carefully this time, she discovered that in the guest seats not far in front, there was actually a "boy" sitting there with a very low presence, who kept his head down silently. "Tsk, will the church's lackeys also come to our party?" "Do you think I want to come, Smeeley?" In the shadows, Mei Lian Solomon was suddenly called. She raised her head helplessly and glanced at the other party. Really, he has been so low-key. As the first ancestor to reach a cooperation agreement with Victor, he didn't want to come, but it was impossible for him not to come to show his support! "Humph!" The dead apostle called Smily snorted coldly and looked around. This time everyone really came together. In addition to Meilian Solomon who has taken refuge with the church, a certain crazy wild dog is also there, um... um? ? And a half-dead thing? ! She looked at the last seat in shock, where a man with blond hair was wearing an ancient aristocratic-style robe. Chapter 98: Fighting? Stage play! In the name of the end, I will give you a gorgeous ending. "Where did this message come from that allowed you to appear so clearly?" "Since I can operate within Germany, what do you think?"
Hearing this, the blond man smiled slightly and replied nonchalantly: "Thanks to the recent war, the rumors about vampires are almost as serious as the original Dracula incident, and I have also found my original self again." "..." He is the Cibia Eltenam that Altluki once mentioned to Victor. In order to pursue a higher level of magic and challenge the Sixth Law, he took the initiative to find Altluki and was willing to become a Dead Apostle. However, due to the failure of the challenge, he had already turned into a spirit and disappeared. In order to resurrect, he combined the principle and the unfinished sixth law to form an inherent barrier. He can reveal himself in rumors, albeit in a mysterious and rumor-like manner, but the "Sixth Law" engraved in his obsession will always ensure a trace of clarity in preparation for his resurrection. Rumor has it that he personally made a prophecy that he would be resurrected on the day Zhu Yue returned. But frankly speaking, whether he can manifest or not is actually of no use to the current situation of the Dead Apostles, because his essence is now an inherent barrier, and... it is similar to the rule-based weirdness. Over the years, having dealt with related phenomena several times, the Church and the Magic Association have accumulated rich experience. So even if he came, he could only give verbal support to his "contractor". But what does that matter? The blonde girl let out a mocking laugh. Look, this is the twenty-seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostles. There are lackeys of the Burial Agency, a magician with a firm and neutral stance, a madman who only knows how to bite people indiscriminately, and the financial devil upstairs who likes to hide behind the scenes, faces others with the image of a fat man every day, and is obsessed with money. That's all, it's already good, at least we can talk and we're willing to attend the meeting... Oh, such a group, such an organization... In addition to Lord Bai Yi, there are others who are trying to unite them... How interesting! I am really looking forward to the decision of this so-called... 27th Ancestor of the Dead Apostles. …… Victor didn't care about other people's thoughts. He looked at the Black Winged Duke and saw that he didn't speak. He thought for a moment and said, "After all, since it is a meeting between Dead Apostles, there must be no so-called fighting, right?" The Dead Apostles worship power, and Prince Black Wing is even more so, as can be seen from his decisive submission to Zhu Yue. "If you insist." The Black Wing Prince was silent for a long time. In fact, he was waiting for Altluki's reaction. But looking at Altluki's expression, although he was worried, he still chose to trust her. In this case... "I will gladly agree to it." As he spoke, the Black Winged Prince slightly turned his ferocious bird head, and the wings on his waist flashed twice in shock. He said lightly: "But I want to remind you, young freshman." The sky was gradually shrouded in darkness. Dense swarms of crows and birds began to fly from all directions, covering the sky and dancing in the air. The figure of the Black Winged Prince was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, leaving only the sound. "The birds that fly in my night sky only show disrespect to the dead." "Are you ready to die?" The pitch-black domain began to swallow everyone, and the originally magnificent palace gradually disappeared. Duke Bai Yi frowned slightly, but after thinking about it, he did not allow himself to reject the erosion of the inherent barrier and allowed himself to fall into the inherent barrier. Hmph, well, as the first resolution of the Dead Apostles, it indeed lacks a grand opening ceremony.
Moreover, you can also see this guy's strength in advance. With this thought in mind, more and more ancestors allowed themselves to be swallowed by the darkness of the Black Winged Prince, and then they heard a firm voice in their ears. "I see." In an instant, a ray of moonlight broke through the only darkness. The effect brought by the bright moon actually broke through the darkness, bringing a spotlight-like light that shone on Victor, and also brought a hint of brightness, dimly illuminating the lightless world. [Inherent barrier, never to return]. Victor looked around. This was the ability that the Black Wing Prince developed using his own principles.