In this way, at the end of December 10, 883 in the Common Calendar, the first offensive and defensive battle for the Seed Fortress came to an end. As the defender, the Blue Star Community lost 87,000 lives in the battle.
After paying the price, he killed nearly three times his own number of enemies, once again blocked the imperial army from the far shore defense line, and at the same time creatively captured the Titan ship.
Regardless of the evolution of tactics or the final result, this was a brilliant victory. But in fact, before the war began, neither side might have imagined that the war would turn into this situation.
This war was originally just a large-scale occult plan formulated by the empire's high-level officials, but it was played out by Yu Lian.
Of course, the empire did not expect that his plan would be discovered and counterattacked. He was even mentally prepared for Yu Lian to board the Natural Crest, and he was also prepared to take advantage of it.
Now comes the preparations. The four senior astral knights waiting on board the Herald, Duke Garibian who presided over the entire formation, and King Valente who was hiding behind the scenes were all prepared for this.
They had made preparations to ambush the rest of the company on the Heraldry, but they never expected that a "cosmic rolling log" would destroy everything.
...Of course, if we focus on the extraordinary battle itself, it is really not the work of the "Cosmic Rolling Wood", but the fact that the object they ambushed has overcome all methods with one force.
More importantly, even the "Space Courtyard", the family treasure of the Wilente family, was taken away.
Although King Valente and Duke Garibian, who were in charge of all this, chose to escape very decisively, they were still decent human beings after all. After all, they had not cultivated to the point of being bloodless and tearless, and their hearts were as solid as stone. It was still somewhat humiliating.
In addition, Duke Gai was already injured. Even if he tried to hide himself with his fangs, he would inevitably reveal a bit of a stranger's breath in the process of escaping. Therefore, he was attacked by some virtual monsters with sensitive sense of smell and excellent perception, such as "
Brave sneak attacks by "light-eating ghosts" and "spirit-eating beasts" are inevitable.
Garibian herself was not injured. After all, she was only one step away from the realm of demigods. No matter how badly she was injured, it was not something that a group of second-rate and third-rate monsters could deal with. The duchess even showed off her power and tried to devour her soul.
The large soul-eating beast king counterattacked and borrowed the opponent's soul to greatly nourish it.
Of course, the Duke herself doesn't have any system. She can't get experience points from beating imps and can't level up. But a master in the spiritual field like her can heal the injured spirit by annihilating the spirit body.
In a sense, these soul-devouring beasts arrived just in time.
But even so, Duke Garibian still felt very unhappy. If he were in a healthy state, there would be no chance of a sneak attack by these virtual soldiers.
"What a humiliation! Even such a bastard has no respect for me at all, and wants to come over and attack me. What qualifications do I, Duke Garibian, have to discuss the Astral Knights?
What about the inheritance of the regiment?" On a floating island somewhere in the virtual realm, Duke Garibian was experiencing the gains from the previous war. She had indeed gained a lot, and had even touched the threshold of a demigod, but she had also gained
Unquenchable humiliation and pain.
"I'm really sorry. It's me who has caused trouble to you." King Wilente issued a sincere apology.
The way he appeared was very sudden, like a spirit from behind who suddenly appeared from the Duke's side.
In fact, when the two of them evacuated from the aerial courtyard just now, they were separated on the spot. After all, it is common sense to separate when escaping. What's more, after all, we are in a virtual realm, this is a space
A place of intersection, a place where time is chaotic. Even if your running posture is wrong, it is very likely that you will be at the end of the world in one second.
But now, the Duke knew that this guy had never been far away.
"Your Highness, if an apology is useful, the person who ascended the throne of God 200 years ago should be your eighth generation ancestor." Duke Garibian looked at King Valente who appeared next to him and said unceremoniously.
She knew it was a projection. She might have been seriously injured, but there was no problem with her perception or vision. Although the figure of King Valente looked flawless to the naked eye, it did not have the aura of a stranger.
Before embarrassment appeared on King Valente's face, the Duke said in a magnanimous tone: "Ah ha, but I don't blame you. I agreed to your plan. Since it failed, I have to admit it."
Already."
King Wilent didn't know whether the other party was really open-minded or deliberately showing open-mindedness, so he could only continue to maintain an impeccable business smile, and even pressed his stomach.
She flicked her fingers lightly, and her silent telepathy fell into the gap of the floating island a hundred meters away. Then, several zero-element crystals scattered with the spirit valley flickered from the mountain rocks and gray mist.
come out.
However, before the virtual monsters in the surrounding space noticed this scene, these spiritual lights disappeared into her sleeves and disappeared in an instant.
These are the zero elements she left behind after killing the group of soul-eating beasts and the two light-eating ghosts. Naturally, they are also her trophies. There is a saying that most of the Dragon Kings of the Galaxy Empire have an extravagant side, but for zero elements
This non-renewable resource is still very cherished.
Of course, considering that His Highness the Duke has just lost a Void Realm lord, his current posture is very compensatory, and it looks a bit pitiful to eat leftovers.
King Wilente saw this scene in his eyes and once again showed a guilty look: "I have ordered the Chamber of Commerce and the field department under my command to collect the materials you need. However, at this level, the special materials needed
It’s already very scarce, even for me, it will take a while.”
Duke Garibian glanced at him and said very rudely: "You have just lost your family treasure, how can you still be so generous? Your Highness, although you have always been such a generous person, you are always overly generous.
It reminds people of conspiracy."
"My generosity is all necessary expenditure." King Valente said: "However, there is no conspiracy, only an honest assessment. As long as you can successfully reach the realm of demigods, it cannot be considered a failure."
Duke Garibian gave the other party a meaningful look and smiled sarcastically: "At least in terms of self-comfort, you have the appearance of an emperor."
"Is this a compliment to my broad-mindedness?"
"No, this is mocking your generosity to others! Hey, hey, hey, the core of this plan is that I am not you! We agreed that through this operation, we will not only break through the eight rings, but also lay the foundation for marching to the side of truth.
What about a solid foundation? Yes, Your Majesty King Wei, I will become a demigod, but in this life, unless I have adventures that even novels dare not write about, I am destined to have no hope for the side of truth.
"
Having said this, Duke Garibian stretched out his fingers and wiped the corners of his eyes, as if he was about to cry.
"...Well, for every great person who can rank in the ninth ring, who has not experienced adventures that no novel would dare to write about? I don't think you have lost anything. Moreover, I have been thinking about this since ten years ago.
I have been on the side of truth all my life, without any hope. I am still healthy and lively, and I am still living ambitiously until now." King Wilente said this.
"Are you trying to comfort a top psychic genius with your useless self-abandonment as a teenager?" The duchess's mood dimmed, and her contemptuous eyes seemed to say, "I am really ashamed to be side by side with such a person."
"No, this is exposing my shortcomings and trying to make you feel better." King Wilente said in a matter-of-fact tone.
The Duke really wanted to laugh, and then he really started laughing. She burst into tears, laughed so hard that she almost rolled in the gray mist of the virtual world.
After a while, she stopped laughing and said faintly: "Your investment may be in vain. We lost a Titan, and it should be impossible for me to become the new King of Thoraine.
.”
"...Yes. But you are still the first choice of the group, and you are qualified to enter the Privy Council."
Duke Garibian seemed to have discovered some blind spot, and said seriously: "Wait a minute, if you calculate it like this, since I can no longer inherit the royal family of Soleyn, the next one in line is Lielei's child.
Alright?"
King Valente nodded.
The Lielei mentioned by the two people refers to Duke Lielei of the Thoren family. He is the cousin of Duke Garibian and the eldest son of Belial, the previous king of Thoren who died in the Unity Fortress in the New World.
The reason why he is not the first pick is because he is still underage and his psychic abilities are only at the second level. Although he seems to have a promising future with both civil and military skills, after all, it is only a future, and it can only represent the future prospects.
After all, this is a time of war. Whether it is for the empire or for the lineage retainers and subjects of the Royal Soleyn family, the prestigious Duke Garibian, who is the pinnacle of the Seventh Ring, is obviously more suitable for the position of emperor. He is even listed in the ranking.
Duke Rai himself thinks so.
But now, since this "extraordinary transformation plan" has failed, the succession issue of the Royal Soleyn family will naturally become turbulent.
Again, the Tirero people can tolerate tyrants and extreme luxury, but they cannot tolerate cowards and losers. Of course, one failure will not completely deny a person, but it is naturally impossible to make immediate progress.
Duke Garibian felt that the matter was not that simple, and continued to ask: "Is Lielei studying at Feilin University? He skipped a grade."
King Wilente continued to nod.
"When he was an intern in the Knights, I remember the instructor was Sir Rumil, right? Your Xiaoyue..."
"You don't have to guess. Duke Lelei does have a close friendship with me."
Is that still a minor? You scumbag! Duke Garibian suddenly showed a dirty look, but he still calculated: "But, I still remember that Lielei's child is engaged to Duke Tarlyon's family.
The object of the engagement is Miss Xilin, the granddaughter of the current Duke Tarlyon, who is also the niece of Lieutenant General Rhaenys Tarlyon."
"Although it is a family relationship, Duke Lelay and his fiancée have a very good relationship. Miss Serin has already been pregnant three times."
"...The noble young lady from the Tanley family is only fifteen years old, right?"
"If you have ambitions, it's not because you're young."
"But weren't you talking about our close friendship just now..."
"What's the point? I myself have legitimate children. The love of people like us is like the ocean and the universe. Our love is actually very tolerant..."
Duke Garibian was amazed. He felt that by spending money on unknown painters and poets, he could still be regarded as an art supporter, and he was very clean and self-sufficient compared to them.
"Sure enough, this is the world of choosing an emperor!" the duchess said with emotion:
King Valente coughed and said seriously: "The important thing is that soon Duke Tarlyon will be one of our own. And during the alienation plan, you and Lieutenant General Rhaenys Tarlyon did have some discord, but
This is not an irresolvable conflict. When you return to Tianyu, please give me some face and sit down and have a good talk."
Duke Garibian did not comment, just squinted his eyes and looked at the other party: "I don't know if it's my imagination. Your Highness, King Wei, after such an operation, although our plan failed, your supporters in the Privy Council seem to have changed."
too much?"
"I just have more friends, which may make it easier for me to implement some of my plans. However, friends and supporters are two different things. You understand the difference."
"Your supporters among the emperor electors have also increased."
"The votes for the emperor come from a wide range of sources. In addition to the great nobles and senior generals, the opinions of senators, bureaucrats and even ordinary citizens are very important. No one can control the election of the emperor, not even the spirit of the universe is allowed."
"I used to think so too. But now..." Duke Garibian's mouth and eyebrows seemed to be filled with sarcasm:
"The swaying sky garden is obviously your treasure. It should be closely connected with your spirit and will, but it was so easily taken away by that earthling?"
"This is indeed beyond our expectations. But there was indeed a special force that seized the connection between me and the Noble Phantasm. Isn't this what you told me?"
"I do have such a feeling. But when I think about it carefully, there are no traces of spiritual energy or life composition. I always feel that it is an illusion." Duke Garibian thought about it seriously, with a troubled look on his face, and then looked
There was a hint of scrutiny in the other party's eyes: "From the perspective of who benefits the most and who is the most suspect, your Highness King Wilente, did you deliberately formulate this plan and then deliberately choose to fail?"
"..." King Wilente had nothing to say. He probably felt that his face was expressionless now, and there was no suitable expression to express his current mood.
Duke Garibian's thoughts paused for a brief moment, and then he laughed like a hero: "Yes, yes, my thoughts are common even among idiots with conspiracy theories.
That’s pretty stupid!”
King Wilente smiled and said: "The Privy Council will hold a military meeting in an hour, and I must return immediately. Now, Brunhild is already in the Heavenly Territory, and I must be there. Your words..."
Duke Garibian did not answer. He still stood there with his misty eyes, as if he had captured some mysterious mystery through the thick gray fog.
"I will be on standby here, waiting for the formal punishment issued by the Privy Council." The duchess's expression was very calm, almost to the point where the clouds and the wind were so light that it almost shattered the void, as if she was really waiting for the Privy Council to sentence her to give up.
Similar.
"The Privy Council will give us a fair and just result, I guarantee you." King Wilente took the initiative to salute the other party, and his figure disappeared little by little into the turbid gray fog, and then disappeared without a sound.
.
Whether he appears or disappears, he leaves no trace, like a ghost.
Is this guy really a mere Fourth Ring? Duke Garibian felt that he had reason to suspect, but there was no evidence.
At this time, there was a sudden flash of silver light beside him, which fell into Duke Garibian's eyes. Then, the elegant curved surface slowly unfolded in his field of vision, condensing into a magnificent outline.
In the blink of an eye, she was once again in a magnificent palace. The huge pillars, like the spine of a giant, supported the broad dome and were dotted with stars. The light fell into the hall through the corridors on both wings.
It forms a mottled but mysterious interlacing of light and shadow. Every intersection contains infinite mysteries.
Compared with this temple that suddenly appeared and enveloped him, King Wilente's sky courtyard just now seemed to be just a simple country fence.
However, the Duke also knew that King Wilente's courtyard was the embodiment of the power of his noble phantom. But this glorious temple was clearly the incarnation of the will of the mighty.
She faced one direction, lowered her head respectfully, suppressed the fear welling up in her heart, and said slowly: "I, I failed, Your Majesty."
At this moment, Duke Garibian has no arrogance, no ambition, no calmness, no domineering attitude. She is well-behaved, docile, and pitiful, like a pet dog with a low eyebrow.
Immediately afterwards, she felt her will condense into a figure and appeared in front of her.