"And I may have the opportunity to witness all of this with my own eyes." However, before a new round of adventure officially began, she returned to Twilight City. Chapter 441: The Time of Generation Change Glorious Plantagenet Empire, Twilight City, Dusk Palace. After finishing his morning court session, Emperor Octavius VIII returned to the palace and changed into his casual clothes. As soon as he walked out of the hall under the protection of two bodyguards, a flame seeped out from the gap between the floor tiles in front of him and quickly condensed into a thin and resolute figure. "Is the news confirmed?" The emperor glanced at him and asked in a heavy voice. "Your Majesty, our intelligence agencies in the Krestuo Dynasty have already found out that the unknown malicious entity that appeared in the 'Mulun Territory' of the Northern Dynasty poses a threat far beyond the statistically significant high-level alien species." The Iron-Blooded Knight half-knelt on the ground and said very seriously: "I'm afraid... even if it's not a 'land disaster', it must be a quasi-disaster-level alien species. It is definitely not something that a single force can contend with."
"okay, I get it." Octavius VIII's face was filled with gloom, and his eyes revealed deep fatigue: “Continue to gather intelligence on the events that occurred in Dynasty Muren territory, and determine as many details as possible about that entity. "Also, notify 'that department' and tell the Eldar all the current information about this entity. They naturally have unique means to judge the authenticity of this information. "If this is really a 'natural disaster' of this generation, it will be difficult to resolve without relying on their power." When he said the last sentence, his face darkened slightly, as if this word touched the powerlessness in the heart of the king of the empire. "Yes!" The Iron-Blooded Knight clasped his hands together, responded in a deep voice, and then disappeared in flames. "Natural disaster... Yueling Republic..." After he left, Octavius VIII put his hands behind his waist, looked up at the clear blue sky in the morning, and let out a long breath: "I'm afraid I'll have to witness this generational change that happens only once every few hundred years. I really don't want to accept this honor..." After the assassination last week, the intelligence agency developed by the Empire within the Cresto Dynasty was put into full operation. Various spies and informants were working day and night to collect intelligence from all walks of life across the dynasty. The original purpose of this action was to confirm whether the assassination attempt on the emperor himself was related to the Krestov Dynasty. However, as the investigation progressed, they obtained some... unexpected, but crucial gains: An extremely serious riot broke out in the northern earldom of the dynasty, "Muren", in which a large number of farmers and citizens were killed or injured. Even the local lord, Earl Milton, fled the family castle in a panic and rushed to the capital area near the "Unfrozen Lake" to seek refuge with his family and slaves. This incident did not seem to be related to the assassination, and the intelligence agency did not intend to invest too much energy in this regard at first. However, Octavius VIII sensed a hint of crisis in it. So he ordered the intelligence agencies to change direction and invest resources into the disaster in the Muren territory. As a result, the royal family received a bombshell news: the disaster that brought disaster to the Mullen Territory might be the prototype of this generation's "natural disaster on land"! This is a mythical creature made of pure malice. Even in its early prototype form, it possesses terrifying power that is enough to rival that of an ordinary divine being. What’s even more terrible is that if that entity is really a "natural disaster on land", then it means that the "natural disaster under water" and "natural disaster in the air" of this generation are about to be born or have already been born.
If these natural disaster creatures were allowed to fully develop, horrific disasters would follow one after another that would sweep across every inch of land in the world, and the world would be in chaos and all lives would be devastated! Even if the crisis is successfully resolved in the end, the structure of the human world will undergo earth-shaking changes. At the end of the previous generation of this era, about two hundred years ago, three major natural disasters occurred one after another, bringing unimaginable suffering, death and terror to the creatures of the Northern Continent. Even though the "Danger Prevention Court" of the Yueling Republic finally took timely action and quelled this horrific tragedy, the once unified country of the human world, the "Second Templar Empire", was still torn apart by the turmoil. The human countries in the northern continent today are basically the products of the disintegration of the Temple Empire. Recalling these past events and history, Octavius VIII felt increasingly heavy and uneasy. Even if the three major natural disasters of this generation were successfully suppressed and eliminated... as an emperor, he had no confidence to guarantee that the Glorious Plantagenet Empire would still be able to exist after that... Who dares to take the blame for being the "king who destroyed his country"? "...So you have a way to proactively contact the Eldar." A pleasant and ethereal voice came from afar, interrupting his meditation: "I thought they were the ones who informed you unilaterally all along." "Who?!" The guards guarding on both sides of the emperor suddenly felt like they were facing a great enemy, and a strong spiritual light burst out from their bodies. With a swish, they drew out their swords filled with spiritual power and pointed the tip of the sword at a figure that suddenly appeared not far away. Octavius VIII's expression also changed, but he quickly regained his composure. He immediately raised a hand to stop the guard who was about to attack: "Don't panic, they are not enemies." As soon as he finished speaking, the young girl in a cloak and with long black hair came forward and said with the news: "Looking at you, you seem to have a lot going on lately." The emperor winked at his attendants, and the two guards immediately understood, bowed, and stepped away, leaving the space alone with him and the girl. "Sir, the mission you ordered is progressing steadily." He lowered his head slightly, which was wearing a simple crown, and said to the girl in a awed tone: "We have achieved some results, but they are still incomplete. If you need these fragmentary information, I can provide them first." Qi Ji raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Okay, bring them up first." Last week, she asked the royal family of the Glorious Plantagenet Empire to collect information about the deity "Pure White Gate" from the human world, mainly to check whether the Gray Forest had left any traces in the human world. She also asked the emperor to report the progress of the investigation to her every week... Now the time is just right, so she came over by the way. Anyway, she has reconnaissance puppets everywhere in Twilight City to activate the "Stand-In Flash", so it is not a big deal. But she didn't actually hold out much hope. After all, the initial information she gave to the emperor was just the name "Pure White Gate" and nothing else. It was hard to believe that they could find out anything. Only a week later, we’ve already achieved results? "Please wait."
The emperor nodded slightly, and slid one hand in the air beside him a few times. Subtle but exquisite spiritual fluctuations were transmitted, which should be the release of some kind of spell for communication. After doing this little action, he found that the beautiful and lovely mysterious demigod opposite him was holding his hands in front of his chest, his head slightly tilted to one side, and his spiritual dark brown eyes were staring straight at him. That look seemed to see through everything. The emperor suddenly felt as if all his thoughts were seen through. For a moment, he felt like a thorn in his back and hurriedly confessed: "Sir, I have something I would like to consult you about. Please allow me to bother you." ===================== It's the end of the month, please give me a monthly ticket! Please give me a reward! Please like it! I'll accept all! Chapter 442 Chance Encounter Qi Ji didn't say anything, just nodded his chin slightly and signaled the other party to continue speaking with his eyes. She could tell at a glance that this guy had something to say to her, and she didn't bother to go through all the formalities, so she just let him get straight to the point. "Sir, an extremely horrific catastrophe occurred in the Earldom of Mullen of the Krestov Dynasty. Thousands of civilians died in one day..." The emperor briefly explained the whole story, then he clasped his hands in awe towards Qi Ji and bowed slightly: "Excuse me, do you know anything about this matter? Can you reveal some relevant information?" In his eyes, beings that have reached the demigod level will have their knowledge and perception of the secular world elevated to an extremely terrifying height. Especially for large-scale events with wide impact and profound force, life at this level has some kind of mysterious and elusive premonition, just like a prophet who can perceive signs before a disaster occurs. Then, this demigod who nominally had a cooperative relationship with the imperial royal family...even if he didn't know everything about the changes in the Earldom of Mullen, he could at least detect some obvious changes. In short, it is definitely more accurate and reliable than the information collected by the Imperial Intelligence Agency in this week. Since the Empire and the Krestos Dynasty are currently in a peaceful relationship of non-aggression, the royal family cannot even ask the envoys of the Cangyang Spiritual Society to investigate, and even the few smelters loyal to the royal family cannot be used. Otherwise, once a legendary strongman of the fourth realm steps into the territory of the dynasty, the messenger of the Harvest Church will certainly notice it and inform the royal family of the Cresto Dynasty, which will lead to a serious diplomatic incident. Therefore, the personnel of the Imperial Intelligence Agency within the dynasty are at most extraordinary people of the third realm, and the degree of infiltration cannot be considered deep. Much of the intelligence is like a glimpse through the fog, vague and incomplete. It would be great if this black-haired demigod girl was willing to reveal some of what she knew, as it could save the empire a considerable amount of human resources. "The disaster in the north?" Qi Ji raised one eyebrow slightly after listening to Octavius VIII's description. And this thing? She really doesn't know. This week, she had been following the Challenger in the open sea tens or hundreds of kilometers away from the northern continent. Although she was fully capable of returning to land at any time, she had never done so in order to maintain the atmosphere and experience of sailing. In other words, she was completely shielded from all situations on land during this period of time. How could she know about the accident in the extremely cold land far north of the continent? However, after listening to the emperor's description, this matter was indeed worthy of attention, and she was somewhat interested. "Let's finish the matter at the End Mountain as soon as possible, and then go to the Cresto Dynasty to see what's going on..." After secretly making a rough plan for the next arrangements, she said to Octavius VIII in an ambiguous and calm tone:
"Some ancient entities are reviving." This statement is ambiguous and can be interpreted in any way the listener wants: She neither made it clear what the so-called "ancient existence" was, nor did she clarify the concept and meaning of "resurrection", nor did she even indicate that this sentence was directed at the Earldom of Mullen. She had also been communicating with Hill for a long time, and when it came to playing tricks... she had developed a very effective set of rhetoric. "……I see." Octavius VIII slowly lowered his head, looking thoughtful, and it was obvious that he had his own understanding of Qi Ji's words. "brush!" At this moment, a gust of wind came from the side of the two. The emperor turned his head and saw a "flying bird" made of translucent fluorescent crystal threads flapping its wings and flying towards them. The simple geometric claws held a thick envelope, the seal of which was stamped with wax bearing the royal emblem of the Plantagenet Empire. The "bird" with a wingspan of nearly one meter flew to the side of the emperor, flapped its wings and hovered in mid-air, and released its claws as the emperor stretched out his palms and placed them under its legs. "Your Excellency, please have a look." The emperor presented the envelope with both hands, and Qi Ji stepped forward and took it with one hand. She didn't rush to open it on the spot, but stuffed it under her cloak and took a step back. "If there is nothing else, I will leave. If there is any special situation, please pray to the honorable name of the 'Original Master'." The emperor certainly remembered the honorific name and nodded, not feeling surprised or shocked: "Walk slowly." He did not think that this black-haired female demigod was the original Great Master, because it was obvious that the honorific title of "Original Great Master" was a standard three-part title for gods, and all gods were high up in the astral realm, so how could they casually come down to earth and walk around? Therefore, he only regarded the "Original Master" as the common god of the two demigods, the Star Girl and the Black-haired Girl. Praying to this mysterious god will convey the prayer to a specific object. Seeing that the emperor had nothing else to do, Qi Ji also planned to leave. Just as he was about to activate the "Stand-In Flash" to return to the forest at the foot of the End Mountains, a voice suddenly interrupted him: "Father, have you seen my...uh?" Qi Ji turned his head and saw a slender figure just turning out from the wall at the edge of the palace. The visitor was wearing the light red and white summer uniform of the Imperial National University's junior year, and his thin white legs were wrapped in black knee-high socks. Her long amber hair fell down her back, and one forearm was crossed in front of her ribs, with a neatly folded short jacket draped over it. The third princess of the imperial royal family, Candice Octavius, had met Qi Ji several times. Octavius VIII was slightly startled when he saw her suddenly appear at the meeting, but he did not show any abnormality. Instead, he pointed at his daughter and introduced her to Qi Ji in a very natural voice: "This is my daughter Candice, Your Excellency, please ..." Before he could finish his words, a shout filled with extreme shock interrupted him: "why you!?"
Candice immediately recognized that the person standing in front of her father was the hateful guy whose behavior and words were extremely suspicious and who spoke rudely to her. Her eyebrows immediately rose into her bangs and she subconsciously shouted: "Why are you here?!" With Qi Ji's perception, how could he not know that Candice had been walking this way before? He just didn't bother to point it out. Now that she met this girl whose physical body and spiritual body were so out of harmony again, she suddenly remembered her special physique. She chuckled and raised her lips slightly, half jokingly and half teasingly: "Your daughter has a pretty good attitude. She's almost dying but still wants to go to school."