The first thousand five hundred and ninety-two chapters
Duke Rolun was planning things in his mind, and his son Sterling seemed to be a little idle.
He had little feelings for this grandfather. He was dead and could not say he was sad. Sterling just couldn't leave, making him look very unfilial!
But he really felt that he had nothing to do here. Looking around, he wanted to comfort his mother who was overly sad, but someone seemed to have done it for him!
Besides, Mrs. Helen has several other children, and she is not the other party’s favorite. If you want to comfort her, it’s not his turn.
Now, other siblings are around each other.
I have to say that although Mrs. Helen has a bad relationship with her husband, her relationship is still good among the children.
At the same time, those brothers and sisters knew that they might not be the same father as Sterling, and they were not very compatible with him.
Sterling can only stay aside by herself, don't lose her manners!
"Have you ever been there recently?"
After one round of social engagements, Duke Luolun found an opportunity to come to his son and asked in a low voice!
They never left the matter about the Yeluo altar, and left it to Meiji to start.
But the Yeluo tribes temporarily left Rama City, and there were too few clues in their hands.
The Duke of Luolun himself has recently had to be busy with all the matters of the sub-god clan.
As the largest center of space teleportation, many things are inseparable from him, the consul!
At least it has to be done on the surface.
"without!"
Sterling finally found some topics to talk about.
"They have been staring at that person, but recently the other party went to Yaningxing. The Yeluo tribe will not build the altar there!"
Sterling said, what he didn't say was that he almost wanted to go and see it for a long time in person.
Now looking at Sir Quiring's body, Sterling was only glad that he didn't really take it. Otherwise, whether he could come back alive was different.
"Look at me closely. As long as we grasp this threat, we will accomplish great things. The world must listen to us!" Duke Luolun said in a fierce tone.
"Father, are you really planning to...?"
Sterling didn't object, but he always felt something was wrong!
"Oh? Are you doubting? Looking at the faces of those people, do you still think it's impossible?"
Duke Luolun knew what his son said, and only responded with a cold sneer.
"What are the faces of those people?"
Sterling looked up!
Yes, those who came to worship knew Sir Quirling, so they came at the first time. On their faces, Sterling saw something called panic and uneasy, and was afraid that the next one would lie down.
Wherever you are, you will be yourself!
Because they all know Sir Quirling, they feel different!
It’s like most people hear the death of an irrelevant person in the distance. No matter how miserable he dies, they will probably not be moved because they really can’t feel it.
But what if that person still drinks tea, chats and eats with you in the morning, and hears the news of the other party's death in the afternoon?
Wouldn't it be unbelievable?
Just one sub-god clan can make people in the upper class who are usually high and overwhelmed, and add a threat from the Netherworld Demon Realm!
It is good to have strength and means, but at least it will not be underestimated.
Sterling didn't doubt his father's thoughts at all, he just felt something was wrong.
He did not have the extreme desire for power as Duke Rolun, but instead felt that his father was a little unfamiliar with him recently. Many of his thoughts, after Sterling thought about them carefully, felt that they were too crazy.
Sterling only hoped that was his own illusion.
"Sterling, my child, come and meet some of your grandfather's friends. You will have to rely on them in the future!" Mrs. Helen greeted over there.
Prince Peter looked over at the same time, holding his hand on Mrs. Helen's slender waist, without feeling anything wrong!
After coming to Rama City, Prince Peter had heard some rumors about this lady. Now, after looking at it carefully, he found that only this child looked like Duke Rolun himself.
"Poor guy!"
Prince Peter said in his heart that this woman around him was not something that any man could marry.
Sometimes when climbing a high branch, you have to see how much you have, otherwise you have to accept your fate.
Prince Peter looked at Duke Luolun in the distance again, and his contempt was even more serious.
"Here you come!"
Sterling had to get up. Mrs. Helen may not be a competent wife, but she is still a competent mother. She has a great relationship with several children and is also very considering their future.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have called Sterling at this time and introduced the powerful and powerful people to him, just to pave the way for them in the future!
When the Duke's Mansion was holding a funeral, many corpses of powerful men from major worlds were also transported back to Rama City one after another, and then returned to their respective homelands!
At this time, the people in Rama City realized how tragic the battle yesterday was, far less heroic and legendary than all kinds of rumors, and they were desirable!
Unless someone really wants to be one of those incomplete corpses!
In Gutis, there are more bodies that cannot be handled, most of which belong to ordinary people.
A round of attacks from the sub-gods made Gutis collapse half of the city.
Death on the spot, and countless ordinary people buried under various ruins. After a night of rescue, the entire city is now excavated with shocking moments.
The heroine Daff came back from Su Junbao and witnessed the tragic situation, her fists clattered again.
"Call all the strong men from all walks of life to gather in the Political Consultative Hall. We will discuss the next attack on the sub-god clan. We will take the initiative to attack. We must not fall into a passive position again and cause huge casualties."
The heroine Daff said the commander against her guard.
A large part of the reason why the city of Gutis was heavy was that they did not understand the enemy and were too hasty and contempt.
If they knew that the opponent had such a quick and powerful means to break through the formation, they should choose to start a war outside the city with fewer personnel!
Anyway, any formation is a decoration in the eyes of the other party!
The heroine Daff felt guilty!
But when they want to know more about the enemy, the enemy seems to want to understand them too.
Now on the dilapidated streets of Gutis City, a man who seems to be an ordinary human race is walking.
The other party only looks like an ordinary human race in the Shenhe Realm. Walking on the street, it is very inconspicuous.
Only the weird eyes that occasionally flashed and the various discussions that were carefully heard by the ear proved that he was not just an ordinary human race, wandering on the streets, which was so simple.
In fact, it was transformed by a sub-god.
The average sub-god tribe is five or six meters tall, but the ordinary human form that the other party has turned into now has only the figure of a normal human race, and there is no flaw or difference at all.
It seems that it is another form of them.
This may be able to understand why the sub-gods are obviously tall but can give birth to offspring from the opposite sexes of different figures from many worlds.
If you can learn this kind of ability, the troll who is still in China is selling tuition fees every minute, so as not to make the villain too afraid of his majesty and refuse to give it a chance to get close to Huan.
This sub-god clan was walking on the street, of course, trying to collect some information that he could use.
They retreated yesterday not because they felt that those ants could defeat them, but because they were unexpected factors in it!
Of course, the Assassins want to figure it out first!