In front of the prompter, Russell held up three fingers. "The first is that the attack on the Integration Movement was caused by me." "The second reason is that I feel I can get rid of my debt to Grand Duke Baikal." Grand Duke of Baikal, a fanatical militarist. They have always hoped to restore their past prosperity through war. When the Chernobyl incident occurred, he was stationed outside the city, allowing the conflict to break out and escalate, intending to use the collision with Longmen as an excuse to go to war with Yan State. After the conspiracy was exposed, he committed suicide out of fear of punishment. "I plan to capture Black Snake, force him to tell me the details, and make him commit suicide together with another pro-war Viscount Dunkel. By then, the debt will have nothing to do with me. I might even be able to use this opportunity to swallow up part of the assets of those two guys." [Ah, are the nobles of Ursus so shameless? They committed suicide just because the conspiracy was leaked? ] The prompter was a little stunned. In response, Russell pointed to Huihui's portrait.
"Hui Hui has been working overtime. She told me that my magic tool, the Ghost Ring, will be delivered in just seven days. Yes, its function will not be weakened, and it will also have a space storage function." The power of US dollars is great. After Huihui asked Mei Raiden to buy some supplies, Youyou's father suddenly had an idea and thought of a more elegant magic device model. He also felt that some space secrets could be added, and the manufacturing speed could be slightly improved. The prompter understood instantly. The magic tool created by Huihui borrowed the power of the Ghost General - when the ring arrived, the Ghost Army would naturally arrive as well. If the Grand Duke of Baikal does not commit suicide out of fear of punishment, he will be forced to commit suicide out of fear of punishment. As for the black snake... Old Black Snake will not be an enemy of the Ghost Corps. Even if Russell would kill one of his bodies. The Ghost Corps cannot support a regime, but it can easily bring about the collapse of a regime. [Skadi is right, nobles are born conspirators] The prompter looked at Luo and sighed. But then, it felt something was wrong. No, didn't Russell raise three fingers? Why did you only give two reasons? What is the third reason? Prompter asks questions. Russell silently put away his index finger and ring finger, leaving only the middle finger standing proudly in the field of vision of the prompter. After making this arrangement, he looked at the reminder that was slandering his character and spoke slowly.
"There aren't three reasons. I'm just giving you the middle finger." [Fuck you!!!] Today, the font of the reminder is particularly large. Chapter 28 My strength depends entirely on your imagination This is the second time. Tallulah looked at the not-so-luxurious villa in front of her and took a deep breath. Perhaps because she realized that the man named Russell was completely different from the rumors, she disguised herself and entered Qie City, reading the story of Ya Zi. Yazi - a subspecies of dragon known for its strong character, bravery and aggressiveness. Of course, compared to these, they are more famous for another feature. ——Small-minded. It is said that because the Emperor of Dayan missed their clan when he gave them wine, they rebelled directly. Even though the emperor at that time was strong enough to lead his troops to defeat the behemoth, he did not hesitate at all. Starting a rebellion is obviously a serious crime punishable by the execution of nine generations of the clan. But unfortunately, Ya Zi was a branch of the royal family, and the Emperor of Dayan had to report to the execution ground even if his nine clans were to be executed. Therefore, the Emperor of Great Yan at that time made a tolerant decision - stripping this clan of their titles, taking away their court robes, taking off their crowns, and exiling them to Ningguta. As a result, on the way to exile, the guys of this clan knocked out the escorting officials, shouting "The emperor should be served by those with strong soldiers and horses." They recruited the green forests and rebelled on the spot. The Emperor of Great Yan, who could no longer tolerate the rebellion, led his troops to encircle and suppress the rebellion, leaving only a dozen people as the continuation of the branch line, and sent them to Ningguta. It is said that even though they have fallen to such a state, they still seem unwilling to accept it and try to continue their rebellion. As a result, he was not even allowed to stay in Ningguta and was exiled to Siberia. Russell is the descendant of those last few Jiaozi. "Is this what the Yan people mean by 'a vengeance that has lasted for a hundred generations can still be avenged'?" "Are they really prepared to fight to the death with Emperor Yan's lineage?" At the side, the woman codenamed Frost Star sighed softly. That man was indeed plotting to take Victoria's throne. Victoria, a world power. Although the throne was vacant and the eight dukes were divided, the situation seemed to be fraught with danger. But if someone can complete centralization, then Victoria will tell the world why they can occupy the most fertile central valley on Terra and maintain a world system with Victoria supremacy. "I do not know." "But, he does seek the ultimate power."
Tallulah shook her head and looked at the sky. The sky of Ursus was always bright. But, under that boundless sky, it is always gray. The Reunion was attacked. A group of infected people came to the edge of the Reunion's base. Out of pity for their fellow humans, the Reunion allowed them to camp next to their base and gave them a little food. But, at night, the infected showed their fangs. They stormed into the Reunion compound and blew themselves up. But, fortunately, the Patriots have been training their combat units using military rules, and the attack by that group of people was intercepted by the guards. but-- A team of shield guards and night watch soldiers were affected by the exploding Originium. Those who were not infected with oripathy were infected. Those who already had mineralogy had their condition aggravated. There was a hint of gloom in Tallulah's eyes. She needs Originium Inhibitor. Otherwise, those warriors might die. "Are you sure you want to ask Russell for the potion?" Next to her, Frost Star's voice sounded quite struggling. She undoubtedly hoped to obtain the Originium Inhibitor because her adoptive father, the Patriot, was also affected in that night raid. Moreover, many members of the Reunion Movement really need that... "Yes, I think that a person who can find four descendants of the Red Dragon in Ursus can handle the Originium Inhibitor." Tallulah took a deep breath and looked towards the annex in the distance. "But, that's Russell!!" Froststar's voice was more intense than ever before. Russell. An Ursus noble, the last pure-blood of the Yazi clan, an ambitious man who wants to reach the top of Victoria... Each identity was like a mountain, and when stacked together, the terrifying mass almost made Frost Star feel suffocated. Even if a guy with that status behaves mildly, it cannot change his nature as a political creature. Every drop of water you ask of a man like this will have to be repaid with blood. In fact, she even suspected whether the explosion was also arranged by Russell - the disaster that broke out in an instant was enough to force her to ask him for help again and establish a more clear subordinate relationship.
But after thinking about it, I rejected this guess. Russell didn't need behavior that was likely to provoke extreme discomfort in himself. That guy sold a large amount of supplies to himself at a very low price, including even rare items such as canned meat, canned fruit, and fresh vegetables. With just a period of supply, he could control the integration movement's logistics system and complete his own deterrence. However, if you create a tragedy without any reason and are discovered by yourself, it will lead to an irreversible breakdown of the relationship. The essence of politics lies in trade-offs and balance. It was not in Russell's interest to attack the integration movement. So, is that you? Tallulah looked at herself with the help of Froststar's eyes. The reflection in those eyes seemed to be myself, but also seemed to be someone else. Kosice, that evil ghost... Are you catching up again? Tallulah's expression suddenly became almost ferocious. What is that guy doing? ! ! "Tallulah...what's wrong with you?" Froststar interrupted Tallulah's memories with a panicked voice. "...nothing." Kosice, everything you have brought to me has been rooted in me, but even if this will be a scar on me forever, everything in the past is over. It’s all…over. No, everything you bring must come to an end. As long as he is not defeated by him, there will be no more Black Snake in Ursus. "We should go talk to Mr. Russell." The red dragon that was parasitized by the black snake took a deep breath and walked towards the villa of the ambitious man who might be no less ambitious than the black snake. She knocked on the door. Last time, he used the legality of ascending the throne of Victoria to exchange for a fixed material transaction. So, what do I have to pay this time? Tallulah looked at the plain villa and felt that the black wooden door was like a huge, gaping mouth, gloomy and silent, as if waiting for its prey to enter. She pushed open the door and, as expected, saw the man again.
The only difference from the past was that this time, the man was not accompanied by the scary-looking white-haired woman, the overly lively boy, and the purple-haired girl who looked like she wanted to blend in but couldn't no matter what. However, some things remain unchanged. Jet black hair. Eyes like glaciers. And that indifferent look, as if he had seen through everything. Tallulah organized her words and tried to express her demands, but before she could open her mouth, the young man had predicted everything.