Chapter 1183

[Lord Loren Turin, it's my honor to be here with you.]

Tens of meters of huge figures linger on the Bank of the gem river. The shining Dragon scales like Sterling Silver sculptures make him exude unparalleled dignity. The amber bright yellow and pure dragon eyes are easy to impress wise scholars.

Lord of the dragon, silver dragon Enzo.

The dragon, who was at least 500 years old, was completely different from the previous attitude. He sank the dragon's head completely and looked at the black haired wizard standing on the ground with deep eyes.

And the "courtesy" of the people in Jufeng mountain can not be compared with each other.

"Me too, your excellency Enzo." Laurent said softly:

"To be honest, I'm actually surprised now, because I don't expect you to fulfill your promise and show up here as promised - if you don't show up on time, I think the dragons have planned to betray the agreement."

Don't be polite. I can understand your doubts

At that moment, the dragon's eyes swept over Asriel's body, and there seemed to be a hint of fun in his eyes:

We also know a lot about unreliable allies

Huh?

Raising his eyebrows, the black haired wizard's eyes "inadvertently" glanced at a blonde boy who seemed harmless to humans and animals - this guy was still a criminal record.

But why are you not surprised at all, and even have no doubt about the words of the silver dragon?

It's all a thing of the past. You don't have to care too much

He stared at Asriel deeply, which seemed to be mixed with a hint of warning. Enzo's eyes focused on the black haired wizard again:

[at this moment, I... The Dragons of Jufeng mountain... Just want to confirm one thing to you.]

Lauren waited quietly and motioned for the other party to speak.

[when this battle is over, you defeat the black cross and get the nine pointed star Holy Grail...]

[giant dragon... What kind of existence will it be in the world you dominate?]

As the words fell, Enzo leaned down and approached slowly until only his head and eyes were left in the vision of the black haired wizard.

Lauren was stunned - not that he was surprised, but that he hadn't thought about it at all.

"Hey... It's not time to say that, is it, Enzo?"

The blonde boy who was aware of Loren's reaction immediately stepped forward and quickly said: "the most important thing now is not to unite and cooperate and defeat serlior? Things like this can wait until all the dust has settled..."

"Boom --!!"

A dragon roar was like a real "dragon power" coming to our faces. The dull loud noise also sounded in the two people's spiritual hall, just like thunder!

Loren stood in place as if nothing had happened. The impacted spiritual palace almost instinctively completed the defense measures in an instant without causing him any harm.

But Enzo's goal was obviously not him - the blonde boy who suddenly knelt down on the ground was like a heavy hammer on his chest, one hand pressed on his chest, and his young face was distorted.

The heavy sense of oppression should be an attack from the power level of the void... Asriel, the former vampire, may have become a pool of flesh and blood.

"Really... Don't leave a little kindness, Enzo..."

Asriel, who knelt on the ground, put one hand on the ground and couldn't help retching.

The dark haired wizard frowned.

This is the last warning

The low roar sounded in their minds.

[our ally is Loren Turin, so we only care about his thoughts, and the rest of us... Are not under consideration.]

[allowing you to appear here is the biggest Kuan Jen.]

It's really not polite to wait for others.

Loren's eyes swept to Asriel. The blonde boy who was still panting on the ground had a cold sweat on his forehead and tilted his head to give him a helpless smile.

Raised his eyes, the silver dragon was still quietly waiting for a reply, and the amber dragon's eyes remained motionless.

"To tell you the truth, what will happen after the victory of this war... I didn't expect to be so far away." Loren replied crisp:

"Even if you want to get any promise from me now, I'm likely to break this agreement before I don't know what the result will be - because I don't know what will happen."

"It's not my style to casually make a commitment that I don't know the result or even can't do. So, I'm disappointed."

The silver dragon's pupils contracted, and seemed quite surprised at Loren's answer.

Obviously... Even if the two sides really make any commitment now, it will have no effect - as Asriel said, the dragons will never accept the outcome of the black cross victory, because serliol will not give them any way to live.

But in fact, the same words on Loren make no difference; This is a war that is destined to win all, and the winner will have absolute power.

To put it more bluntly, even if Loren reneges, the dragons can't have any threatening means to force him to fulfill his promise... It's still slaughtered.

That's why Enzo was so surprised.

[Loren Turin... Your honesty is admirable.]

After a while, Enzo spoke slowly:

[but I'm very sorry, if I can't get your promise, i... Enzo, the Dragon Lord, really can't feel at ease to let the last people go to fight for a war they are destined to get nothing...]

"I'm surprised."

Looking at the silver dragon who seemed to have no way back, the black haired wizard snapped and asked, "why do you and the dragons behind you stand on my side so firmly?"

The silent Enzo seemed to be asked.

"Please forgive me for asking this question, but... The Dragons of Jufeng mountain should support the de saleon royal family or... The descendants of Queen brenhild?"

Loren, who was vaguely aware of something, continued to ask, "they also know the truth of everything. Many of them have the power to change the world and resist the black cross. Even many people - to be exact, the emperors who know the whole truth - have done so."

"Why do you give up them, give up your allies who have fought with you for hundreds of years, and support me... A stranger?"

Because I opened the second valve, because I am not bound by the rules of the world?

Loren believes this unless he is crazy. Logan in a hat and Roland, the black Duke, are all the standard "natives" of the world. From what has happened in the past, these talents are the "first choice" to "save the world".

And if Roland, a knight who has never been in contact with the power of the void, can also open the second valve with the help of the evil god - the desalian emperors who inherit the blood of the Dragon Queen, have the support of the dragon family and know all the truth... There is no reason not to do it.

So what makes them give up the de sallion family, especially Eckhardt II... They would rather help Brandon who knows nothing than watch Eckhardt who has already completed the layout die?

"Uh... Dear Loren, about this question..."

It was not us who betrayed de sallion

The cold voice sounded in Loren's mind, with a trace of anger.

[it's de sallion... Eckhart de sallion, who betrayed us, betrayed everyone...]

Even if he couldn't understand the dragon's expression, Loren could feel the gnashing resentment from his empty reaction.

"Eckhart... He betrayed you?"

Loren was really stunned this time. He didn't understand what the emperor did to betray a group of dragons?

It's not just us, but all... People

At that moment, fear flashed through the amber dragon eyes.

[Eckhardt desallion... The first, perhaps the last, desallion who knows the whole truth and has the ability to stop all this, but he doesn't intend to stop; instead of stopping, he even deliberately... Let the black cross plan go smoothly]

[everything today, today... And even this moment is in his expectation and plan...]

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Serliol, who did not turn around, just turned his head and looked coldly at Eckhart desallion out of the shadow, like a predator looking at another predator.

His expression was plain, and every step was so slow and orderly, calm and abnormal; Like the black cross in front of him, it is just an insignificant existence, and it is not even worthy of his vigilance.

"Arrogance."

The corners of saylior's mouth were filled with disdain.

Not anxious or annoyed, Eckhardt looked around the temple with nostalgia, slightly raised his head and breathed deeply, making the quiet air flow into his chest.

"When I first walked into this hall, I was only six years old."

Facing the disdainful and murderous eyes, Eckhardt's voice was soft, soothing and full of power: "there were a lot of people that day. There were two or three pairs of boots on every brick and stone in the hall; I stood at the back and looked at a pair of boots in front of me."

"My father, kneel on the brick you are standing on." Eckhardt raised his right hand and pointed to serliol's feet. "I don't see it, but I know, because that's where the next emperor should stand."

"My grandmother is lying right in front of you, and I don't see it, but I know, because that day was her funeral - Charlotte de sallion, the tenth generation emperor of the Empire."

Serliol looked at him coldly without interruption, just like watching a clown who showed himself to his heart

Eckhardt calmly narrated the story of the long dead "Eckhardt de sallion":

"On that day, at my grandmother's funeral, I witnessed three miracles."

"Standing outside the temple, blocked by the crowd and doing nothing, I counted how many bricks and stones there were on the floor of the temple." Eckhart's tone was very light:

"I don't see all of them. I can't even confirm their existence - there are thousands of pairs of boots in front of me. All I can see is the ones under my feet and around me."

"But I counted the number of bricks and stones on the floor of the temple in a way other than 'looking'; at that moment, the world seemed to change its shape in my eyes. It no longer seemed to be composed of light, shadow and color, but another level of existence, which was... An unspeakable miracle."

In the quiet temple, we can only hear the Archbishop's groan of pain.

"When I was... Six-year-old Eckhardt desallion was delighted by this miracle, his father's voice sounded in the temple." Eckhardt's eyes twinkled as if he were repeating the scene at that time:

"He said... Eckhart, come here."

"I can't forget the scene of that day - when my father's words came out, everyone panicked. They looked around in private at a loss until they realized my existence, and then... A channel connecting me and my father appeared across hundreds of people."

"I've never seen anything like that."

The groans of pain faded away, and the Archbishop of innocent's body became cold and no longer twitched.

"My father... My father who is not valued, respected, weak and mediocre... Became the next emperor in that moment... In a short second."

"I have witnessed this miracle with my own eyes - he doesn't need to say much, but one word and one look can make thousands of people instinctively panic; he is so weak and incompetent that he can't even use his sword, but he can make hundreds of people stronger than him stand up in the way he wants."

"Why? I think it's probably because power is not just what people can show. It's about more things that have nothing to do with it." Eckhardt stepped forward and approached serliol, who stared at himself coldly and looked a little ugly:

"So I stepped on the bricks and stones I counted and walked towards me. At that moment, it seemed that I had a great father. He knelt in front of his grandmother Charlotte, looked at the dead grandmother's face, and heard his father's words."

"Remember this, remember this moment. If one day you want to be like your grandmother or even better, remember this moment, remember..."

"You have to be more cautious, more careful and more... Arrogant than her, so as not to fall into such a situation!"

"Cowards, mediocre people... Their pattern limits their ambition. They can't see a higher world and a broader world. They don't understand what makes them unable to do anything, because they dare not think or imagine;"

"Arrogant guys can turn their deepest ambition into a plan that is likely to succeed; obstacles... Are inevitable; failure is nine times out of ten; but if they give up because of repeated blows, it can only prove one thing..."

"He... Is not arrogant enough."

Eckhardt took a step forward, and his plain eyes seemed to be raging fire and rough waves:

"So, Mr. serlior, you're right. Like my grandmother, I'm a arrogant guy who is willing to sacrifice everything and even life for my ambition; and the only difference between me and her..."

"Probably, just be more arrogant."