Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Chapter 683 Danzig or War

There are clear gaps in Europa's history.

Before the founding of the Roman Empire, it was a large, bulky area.

Whether it is faith, ethnicity, or language... there has never been unity.

The history of the continent Europa is also impossible to trace back and restore very clearly.

The only thing they know is... As more and more evil mages and gangs appeared together, the Romans became more and more aware that there had been so many gods.

Some are not real gods, but demigods.

But even a demigod is at the level of canonization.

Why they disappeared and reappeared after so many years has always been a mystery.

Maybe... for demigods, thousands of years are just a nap; or maybe there is some special reason that makes the gods who existed in the past wake up one by one.

The blindfolded demigod in front of him, who calls himself Dragon Mother Tia, is one of them.

Dragons have become extinct in Europa.

Everyone knew it, but her appearance also announced that this group of dragons had reappeared on the land of Europa.

The resurgence of such powerful races is definitely not a good thing for humans who reproduce in too many numbers.

Because in this society created by humans, they always believe that they are at the top of the food chain. Once the dragons try to force their way into the top, the two sides will fight and compete with each other; this is not essentially different from animals competing for territory.

The Roman Emperor looked at the Dragon Mother indifferently and said calmly: "You want a holy object?"

Augustus held the scepter representing the ecclesiastical power and hell: "Why?"

"Just...everyone alive here." Mother of Dragons maintained an elegant smile: "As long as I want, the people in this square will become sacrifices to the Dragon God...Roman Emperor, you can understand that This is kidnapping."

She spread her palms: "Hand over the ransom, and I will let your people be safe."

The emperor sneered: "Rome never bows to any terrorist. Your calculation is wrong, the apostle of the Dragon God."

Dragon Mother Tia said: "It seems that you don't care about the life or death of these 300,000 people."

"You can use 300,000 people to force me to bow my head today, and then another million people another day... If this goes on, there will be no end." Augustus took a step forward, and the scepter fell to the ground, and the entire Cathedral of Notre Dame fell. Shining Light: "Leave my territory now, and I will spare your life."

Faced with a dilemma, the Roman emperor performed impeccably.

Although the 300,000 believers present were uneasy, the live broadcast continued, and the whole country could see the emperor's statement at this time.

But the face points saved simply cannot withstand careful calculation.

At least the nobles and citizens present knew that letting Dragon Mother Tia appear here would be a great disgrace to the Holy Church.

Why is it so easy for people to take advantage of the large array constructed by the Holy Church over the years, and why can the other party set up the summoning magic array at the entrance of the Notre Dame Cathedral?

Moreover, it is obviously disrespectful to let the king of a country be threatened face to face by a demigod.

In Daxia, that adult was ridiculed in front of one of the Ten Evils.

This will cause at least seven of the top ten to go berserk.

Augustus's attitude was very cold.

The corners of Dragon Mother's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc.

"Negotiations failed."

"Unfortunately, Emperor of Rome, you did not choose the most correct path and hand over the holy relics; nor did you choose the most wrong path and confront me directly; instead, you chose the most complicated path."

"Now, you have no chance to regret."

The Roman emperor's eyes were cold: "I never accept any threats. You chose the wrong person, the Dragon God's lackey!"

The Dragon Mother snapped her fingers lightly.

The next moment, two translucent shadows emerged from behind her. On the left was a bull-headed man holding a huge battle axe, and on the right was an eyeball tentacle driving a wheel.

boom--!

The Notre Dame Cathedral suddenly shook violently.

The next moment, a purple-red magic circle covered the entire auditorium.

All the guests on the auditorium were surprised to find that there was an extra mark on their bodies. The next moment they felt dizzy and disappeared in place.

The Roman emperor raised his scepter and became furious: "You...!"

"If you take action, these people will really die."

The mother of dragons smiled and raised her hand, and there was a transparent tenth-level Rubik's Cube in her palm.

She introduced calmly: "The labyrinth of the Minotaur, the space killing array of the Hundred-Handed Demonic Eyes...the combination of the two formed a small subspace labyrinth. Now most of the important figures in the huge Rome have been wiped out in one sweep. , contained here.”

Hearing that the crowd was still alive, the Roman emperor's face became more serious: "Are you going to threaten me at their expense?"

If three hundred thousand people were reduced to sacrifices, it would be a huge blow, but if all the guests in this auditorium died, then the entire society would probably come to a standstill and be in turmoil.

The position of each of them is the result of the balance of interests among multiple parties. Once they die, the drama of fighting for power will begin immediately.

Although it is impossible for the emperor to compromise, the pressure he feels will only become greater.

The Dragon Mother shook her head and said, "No, I want to make a proposal."

She raised her hand, and the subspace Rubik's Cube on her fingertips moved: "Use it as a chessboard, let's play a game."

The Roman Emperor said coldly: "You have spent so much effort just to play a game of chess with me?"

"Of course it's not an ordinary chess game."

Dragon Mother Tia grinned and covered her eyes with a black cloth, but it was as if she could see the faint fire flickering in her eyes through this layer of cloth.

She snapped her fingers again, and several images immediately appeared around the emperor.

Around the square of Notre Dame Cathedral in Huadu, in the sky and on the ground...you can see young people, middle-aged people, teenagers, and a beautiful girl.

Their expressions were serious, and it was still bright daytime in the place they were in. They were obviously outside the extreme daylight barrier.

The Mother of Dragons continued: "I know that four saints from the Roman Church have arrived at the scene, and two more are on the way."

"If something really happened, they would rush in immediately."

"But the same thing..."

Spread the wings behind you.

Several shadows shook.

There are four-legged snake-men lurking in the blood;

A huge giant with half his body immersed in lava;

There is a black-robed skeleton hiding deep in a swamp;

There are mighty generals who ride on eight-legged divine horses and hold thunder;

"I have also prepared four demigods here..." Dragon Mother Tia raised her fingers in front of her lips, her smile even more vulgar than the Order of Joy.

"If you, Emperor of Rome, insist on going to war, the result will inevitably be that the entire empire will be in flames, and the cities and people will be burned to the ground."

If more than ten saints are involved in the war.

What a heavy loss and destruction it would bring, and even cause the Roman Empire to set back thirty years.

Think about 'fuck, the original...' 'fuck, the second original...'

The saint-level exists as a strategic-level deterrent weapon. Its meaning of existence is that it cannot act rashly and it is equally binding on both sides.

Even if Rome wins in the end, it will usher in a long-term decline, population decline, and even face a series of problems such as local riots and famine caused by reduced food production.

Thinking about it is a mind-numbing consequence.

Can Rome, which has enjoyed long-lasting peace, bear such consequences?

Difficult, difficult.

People can accept building everything from scratch, but they cannot accept the Great Depression and the bursting of bubbles.

There is no doubt that compared to using 300,000 believers as a threat, this time putting the demigod on the gambling table really stubbed the little toe of the Roman emperor.

He was forced to restrain his anger and said in a low voice: "How do you want to bet?"

Dragon Mother Tia clapped her hands, very simple.

"Throw the holy object in your hand into this maze. Whoever can come out alive with it in the end will belong to him."

"I can swear to the Dragon God that I will never touch Michael's right wrist unless it is delivered to my hands."

The Roman emperor was silent and then thought.

This is too simplistic.

"You can take your time and think, I don't mind."

The Mother of Dragons sat back, her butt dropped into nothingness, and she assumed a rather enchanting posture: "However, if you waste too much time, all of your precious subjects and nobles will die~"

"By the way, although I will not deliberately kill people, the people outside will be infected by the magic power I release at any time in this barrier. If it lasts for too long, they will die."

She laughed loudly, her voice was so weird and cruel and bloodthirsty.

"Choose, Roman Emperor."

"Would you choose to fight a bloody and endless war?"

"Or choose an exciting game of auto chess?"

The emperor was silent.

The entire Cathedral of Our Lady was silent, like an endless mourning session.

…

By the time Bai Yu reacted, he was already in the subspace maze.

He glanced at a glowing purple-red mark on the back of his hand.

There is an aura of curse lingering on it, which is difficult to detect before it is activated.

I immediately understood what was going on.

"What a dragon priest. He didn't forget to give me a shortcut even after he died."