CH 675

Chapter 675: A BOSS of Dark Blade

Robb quickly bowed to the sky and said, "Great God of Flags, I didn't intend to make a flag just now. Although I'm not afraid of the Black Dragon, I don't like running naked. So please don't take what I said earlier as a flag."

This bow made the queen on the other side of the crystal ball pause for a moment, and then she suddenly remembered something. A long time ago, Madeleine had submitted some intelligence to her that Godfather of Westwind Town was afraid of nothing but the God of Flags.

She immediately summoned many knowledgeable old magicians and asked them what the God of Flags was, but in the end, they got nothing. This matter was later dropped, but she didn't expect to hear the term God of Flags from Robb's mouth.

She couldn't help but ask, "What is the God of Flags? You seem to be very afraid of it?"

"Of course, who dares not be afraid of it? Isn't that asking for trouble? Let me tell you, the most important thing is to speak carefully as a human being. Never make reckless flags, or you will be relentlessly manipulated by fate and die miserably."

The queen squinted her eyes and said, "Why do I feel like you are talking nonsense and teasing me?"

"I'm serious," Robb replied.

The queen continued to squint her eyes, feeling that Robb was not serious at all when he said this, even though he looked very serious.

At this point, the time had already pointed to a few seconds before 12AM at night.

The New Year's bell was finally about to ring...

The bell’s ringer climbed up the bell tower and raised the big hammer in his hand!

Tens of thousands of people bowed their heads together and prayed desperately, "Don't let the Black Dragon come, don't let the Black Dragon come."

Even Robb prayed, "Please don't let my earlier flag come true. I don't want to run naked. The Black Dragon can come, but please come later. Don't let me run naked."

The queen didn't hang up the phone. In fact, the situation on her end was the same. At this time, probably all the major cities on Fengmo continent looked like this.

She thought it was better to see what this ghostly man was worried about with this God of Flags than to watch those cowardly people worried in Bright Road.

Time's up!

The bell ringer raised the big hammer in his hand and struck the bell hard.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

The New Year's bell rang, and the year of the Black Dragon’s flight in 1348 officially arrived.