Invincible Heroes - Hidden Architect

Mrs. Yopol frowned, slammed the table hard, and angrily said:

"What is she doing? As the demigod of our Brakada, she is hanging out with Diya!"

Having said this, Yobol suddenly glared at Thain and Lorna.

"Is this how you djinn gods are loyal to the Lord? A bunch of ignorant white-eyed wolves."

Thain looked at Yobol with a very speechless look:

"Inspector, why don't you suggest to the Lord that we expel the djinn? I will raise both my hands and my head, and even the djinn, to vote for you."

Lorna also laughed:

"Add another magic lamp to me."

"You! You! Humph!"

Yobol's chest trembled twice, but he still couldn't say anything harsh.

She turned around and said:

"Immediately send a message to the Thunder Temple, requesting Somra...forget it, Somra is also the djinn, requesting Lord Cedros to return to the front line.

We must consider the possibility of the Dragon Slayer's rebellion. "

"yes!"

Just when the messenger released the messenger magic, the dragon slayer in the see-through atmosphere screen suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky.

Her eyes, wrapped in bandages, seemed to see through the sky and the screen into the room.

The dragon slayer lightly snapped his fingers, and bandages all over the sky rose up from the see-through screen, covering the entire screen in the blink of an eye.

The messenger's heart trembled and he hurriedly reported:

"Inspection, the communication magic has failed."

Yobol's chest rose and fell, and bits of lightning quickly surrounded her hands.

She faced the bandages on the screen and said in a deep voice: "Slaying the Dragon, do you know that treason is a capital crime? In the name of the supreme commander of the Lighthouse Defense Zone, I order you to lift the blockade immediately."

"Then do you know that lying about military information is also a capital crime?

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, you are a Titan, so no punishment is applicable to you.

Tsk tsk, he is worthy of being a Titan, he is indeed selfless. "

A large number of bandages unexpectedly rushed out from the see-through atmosphere screen, wrapped around the void, and transformed into the appearance of the dragon slayer again.

This seemingly simple scene is not simple at all.

The clairvoyant atmosphere is only a level 1 air magic, but the Dragon Slayer uses the clairvoyant atmosphere as a coordinate to release a level 7 magic door to another dimension without triggering a magic riot.

The degree of explosion is equivalent to stuffing a whale into a pufferfish's butt without letting the pufferfish explode.

Yobol boasted that he could not do such a naked display of skills.

But she was not the kind of person who would succumb to the opponent's strength, so she glared at the dragon slayer, sat down angrily, and asked loudly:

"Do you think I will be afraid of you because you are strong, senior, and have made great contributions? Tell you, it's impossible!

Today you must give our Titan an explanation, otherwise, don't think I will let you go! "

"Pfft~"

Thain couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

Yobol immediately glared at him fiercely:

"Why are you laughing? What's the matter with you!"

Thain's expression was serious: "I'm sorry, I remembered something happy."

"What's up?"

"My wife Lorna is pregnant."

"Pfft~~" Even Lorna couldn't hold it in anymore.

Yobol glared at Lorna again: "What are you doing? Your husband Thain is also pregnant?"

"No, I'm laughing because what I'm pregnant with is not Thain's."

"Hahahaha! Wife, I was just joking."

"Ah, but I'm serious, I thought you knew."

"Um?!"

"Hahaha, I lied to you. Why are you as stupid as the supervisor?"

Thane and Lorna looked at each other and laughed at the same time, the air filled with joy.

"You! You guys!"

Yopol was so teased that she almost laughed out loud, but she wanted to maintain her dignity. Her eyebrows trembled and her chest trembled. For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or stay angry.

She glared at the two djinn gods fiercely and said angrily: "Just wait, I will settle the score with you sooner or later."

Yobol looked at the dragon slayer, took a deep breath, and asked solemnly:

"Your Majesty Dragon Slayer, I repeat, I need an explanation.

Why would you run to the enemy's side when the undead clearly have bad intentions? "

"Nothing. I just found an old friend and went over to catch up on old times."

The Dragon Slayer waggled his fingers indifferently and said frivolously:

"By the way, I helped you find out the purpose of the undead army's coming."

Yobol immediately became nervous: "What is their purpose?"

"It's better that you don't inquire.

All I can tell you is that they are not here to cause trouble for us, we just happened to be in the way.

As long as we don't take the initiative to attack, they will bypass us without any threat. "

"Go around? Where are they going?"

The Dragon Slayer shrugged.

"Who knows? They just wanted to find something in Brakada. Maybe they were lucky and found it not long after entering. Maybe they rushed all the way to Thunder City and didn't find it. They still have to search in Thunder City."

"Impossible!" Yobol categorically denied: "I am now the city lord and supreme commander of Lighthouse City. I will never allow the undead of Dia to enter the territory of His Majesty the God King."

"It's up to you, just don't pull me in." The dragon slayer waved his hand and said:

"As promised in advance, I am a demigod who helps suppress the outbreak of chaos. The undead are creatures of order and are not under my jurisdiction."

Yopol was not angry this time. She just stared at the dragon slayer with extremely cold eyes and asked word by word: "Your Majesty, do you want to escape before the battle? Have you thought about it?"

The dragon slayer shook his head contemptuously:

"It's not me that should be thinking about it, it's you.

Jobol, in the name of the Brakada demigod and your friend, I ask you seriously, do you really want to stop them?

As I just said, I'm going to see an old friend.

If your brain hasn't turned to mush, you must remember my age.

I am one of the earliest creatures in the Yasha world, the only remaining ancient djinn in the entire Yasha world, and I am even older than His Majesty the God King.

So do you want to guess how old my old friend is? "

"No matter who your old friends are, I will not allow them to offend His Majesty the God King's territory. I swear on my life!"

Yobol ignored the Dragon Slayer's warning and retorted firmly.

"Amazing courage." The dragon slayer clapped his hands appreciatively: "Then I'll wait and see."

After hearing the dragon slayer's words, Lorna whispered

At this moment, the mage who had been staring at the see-through atmospheric screen nervously shouted:

"Inspection, the undead troops separated in front of the iron wall!"

"What's going on?" Yopol frowned and walked to the screen and looked at it.

The mighty undead spell had been neatly divided into two halves. They were arranged in order according to their strength, and they knelt down on the ground neatly.

Countless skeleton soldiers lay directly on the ground, forming a long carpet of bones.

A thick layer of black clouds slowly but surely moved toward the iron wall from the sea along the road set aside by the undead troops. Under the black clouds, a dragon-headed skeleton who looked extremely old was slowly advancing.

The dragon-headed skeleton man's whole body was a simple brown color, and his face and exposed bones on his body were covered with dense cracks and various pits, as if they would break at any time.

At first glance, this dragon-headed skeleton looks like rotten bones that have been buried in the loess for many years.

Upon closer inspection, it looks more like it.

However, the dragon-headed skeleton has such an aura that is unparalleled in the world.

Behind the dragon-headed skeleton, there are vampires wearing night dresses and crowns, zombies holding unknown giant hammers, corpse witches holding books, and death knights wearing armor...

Those mythical soldiers who are proud of the world are like servants, not daring to take a step beyond the dragon-headed skeleton.

Finally, the dragon-headed skeleton completed this journey, and the pressure on him reached its peak!

The dragon-headed skeleton waved gently, and a huge skeleton instantly rose from the ground.

The skeletons continued to extend in the air at an extremely exaggerated speed, and in an instant, a super-giant bone arch bridge was formed across the entire defense area of ​​Lighthouse City.

Lighthouse City is vast and sparsely populated. Lighthouse City itself, plus the city defense areas of its sub-cities at all levels, encompasses two mountain ranges and three rivers.

But that vast bone bridge spans them all!

Yopol's pupils shrank when he saw it.

"What a divine power! This is impossible for a demigod to do.

Could it be said that he is the same god as the Lord? "

"Being able to ask this question means that you actually already have the answer in your heart."

The dragon slayer smiled slightly and said to Yobol,

"You guessed it right. He is the most powerful being in the entire Diya, the Lord of the Dragon Lich, Death Dogothos.

Unlike most gods who relied on the power of Asa's Tears to become gods on earth, Dogothos had already made enough contributions to become a god before he obtained Asa's Tears.

It's just that he is not satisfied with the divine status he can obtain after becoming a god.

So he in turn injected the power given to him by the goddess into Diya's Tears of Yasha, making the cemetery force become one of the top forces among the nine major forces in a very short period of time.

It is precisely because his own strength has reached the level of a god, even without the help of the Kingdom of God and the power of Yasha's Tears, he is still the most powerful person in the world.

The strong always have privileges. Neither you nor I have the ability or qualifications to stop him with force.

Only His Majesty the God King has the right to decide what attitude to use towards Him. "

After listening to the dragon slayer's words, Yobol murmured in astonishment:

"Since His Majesty is here, why do they have to go around us?

If he wants to, he can move our city and all our troops to the ground at any time..."

"That's exactly why I said don't stand in the way."

Dragon Slayer explained:

"I said, He has no intention of going to war with us.

The reason why he brings such undead troops is just his habitual display of troops, which is the same as the thunderbird raising its butt and the unicorn shaking its head.

The undead have no muscles to show off, so they just show off their bones.

The [Earth Gods] of the nine major forces all have a common rule among themselves. They cannot set foot on territory that does not belong to them.

And since He was walking in the air with his troops, it certainly didn't violate the rules. "

Yobol raised his hand, holding it high in the air.

As long as she waved her hand down hard, countless magics that had been aimed in the air would hit this group of seemingly defenseless undead.

But her hands froze when she raised them, and she still didn't give the order to fire.

The reason is simple. After the gods have appeared, the next game has nothing to do with them.

A god can only be solved by another god.

"Hiss~~"

Yobol breathed a long sigh of relief and said to the messenger next to him:

“Immediately, report everything that happened on our side to the Thunder Temple.

Then ask the Thunder Temple to issue the highest level warning, mobilize all defense systems, and notify Lord Gavin. "

"yes!"

…

…

An emergency meeting of the Grand Council was quickly convened.

News about the entry of the undead quickly spread among the Great Council.

At this time, no one would say anything stupid like "How could this filthy undead be allowed to enter Brakada?"

After the existence of Dogothos was confirmed, all the council members became quite self-aware.

He is a god who walks on earth. In fairy novels, he is a land-level god. If there are no gods, he will be the top in the world.

Before Al Zeus expressed his stance, all the council members did not dare to take any action against the undead troops and could only allow the undead troops to penetrate deeper.

"Quiet!"

Escher knocked on the table hard, causing everyone who was talking about it to pay attention.

He frowned and asked:

"Based on the information we got.

The Lord of the Dragon Lich will appear in our Brakada this time because someone in our Brakada is stealing the supreme authority of the undead rules.

According to the Thunder Temple, the top priority now is to find the culprit that caused all the problems.

Stealing the power of the undead is definitely not an easy task. If successful, the person who operates it will definitely receive huge rewards.

But I can tell you with certainty that neither our Grand Council nor the Thunder Temple have received any news in advance.

There is no reason for us in Brakada to bear risks that we should not bear for the greed of one or some careerists.

This kind of behavior [I keep the benefits while the country bears the risks] must be resolutely curbed! "

Eschar looked around, and no one stood up to admit that he was related to the authority of the Undead Rules.

He could only shout loudly:

"Of all of you present, who has any clues about the person who stole the authority?

You don't need to do it yourself, just providing clues is enough.

Those who can provide reliable services will receive contributions from both the Grand Council and the Thunder Temple.

This is a rare good thing. "

Qi Ge:......

I have a pretty solid guess, but I don't know whether to tell it or not.

At this moment, Eskel's eyes turned to Trossa.

Trossa coughed and could only stand up helplessly and said:

“Everyone, everyone has heard what the Speaker just said.

It’s not that we are afraid of those undead, it’s not that we don’t have the ability to kill those undead, it’s not that our Lord surrenders to the Lord of the Dragon Lich.

It's just that we have no reason to stop such a big mine for no reason.

I hope that the guy who stole the power of the undead will take care of himself, wake up in time, and obediently hand over his stealing method to the Great Council and the Thunder Temple. After we jointly review it, we will consider how to deal with the undead.

Don't be so smart as to think you can get away with it.

That's a little cleverness that doesn't care about the overall situation! "

"That's right!"

Pickem slammed the table hard, looked at everyone and asked:

"Who is this guy? He is too brave! He even dares to steal the power of the undead. Our Great Council will never tolerate this!

It's still too late to confess now, but if we wait until we find out about you, things will be different. "

Qi Ge:......

Qi Ge looked at Trosa and Pickem, who had deep and indignant faces, and silently gave a thumbs up in his heart.

Two brothers, I can only say that it makes sense for you to become legends.

Seeing Escher looking at him, Agaide coughed twice, poked Qi Ge with his elbow, and then the old god leaned on the back of the chair.

Qi Ge stood up immediately and said seriously:

"Regarding this matter, I just made some immature suggestions on behalf of myself and the teacher.

I think that the person who can steal the power of the undead must be someone with considerable weight and strength. At least, he must be a legend.

In other words, the prisoner is probably among us.

Then, I can first rule out Her Majesty Trossa and Her Majesty Picdjem.

It is well known that these two gentlemen are loyal to Brakada, and they would definitely not do such a thing.

At the same time, my teacher, Chancellor Eskel, His Majesty Dairis, and His Majesty Fafner can also be excluded.

The reason is the same as above.

Please discuss the remaining candidates. "

After silently helping the Great Council eliminate the only two correct answers, Qi Ge quickly sat down.

Of course he could guess the Pickem who stole the power of the undead, but so what?

If you report Pickem now, if Al Zeus just throws him out and treats him as an abandoned son, won’t the undead retreat?

The timing of this undead army's appearance is simply perfect.

The undead troops led by the false gods are wandering in the territory of Brakada, and a full-scale battle at the power level may break out at any time.

Who dares to come to Bracada to do business? Who dares to continue to hold factories, real estate and minerals that may become ruins tomorrow?

If the undead army wanders around Braccada just a few times, it can bring down Braccada's already shaky economy.

Originally, Bracada's economy was just one straw away from an avalanche, but now it's being crushed directly by a huge mountain.

As long as the mountain doesn't move away, why should Seven Pigeons worry about Brakada surviving?

What's more, the greater the pressure from the undead, the greater the possibility of Al Zeus coming forward.

The more El Zeus moves, the more intelligence Seven Pigeons can collect about his current situation.

It would be best if he could fight the Lord of the Dracolich.

…

As it should be, the correct answers have been eliminated from the beginning, and no matter how much you check, you can only find the wrong answers.

As many suspected legends and pseudo-legends came forward with evidence to prove their innocence, the entire emergency meeting started and ended in a daze.

When leaving the venue, Qige stood beside Trossa and Pickem, silently listening to their serious analysis of the suspect.

From time to time, he would seriously insert a few words to express his agreement with their views, and the scene was very harmonious.

As the saying goes, there is no airtight wall in this world.

Three days later, something happened to Pickem.

The reason why he was discovered was even more bizarre than Qi Ge had imagined.

Pickem bought the undead dragon from the cemetery, following the path of the undead traitor Modo.

The core shippers of this route are all players from the "Shadow of Death" guild.

After the undead entered Bracada, Pickjem did something that every bad guy would do - seal it up.

He didn't know what method he used to trick the players from the Death Shadow Guild and killed them once.

This killing is a big deal!

To the players, death or death is a matter of indifference, but Pickjem habitually whitewashes those players who have sent him goods.

At this point in time, everyone knows what it means for the Heroic Soul World's troops to be whitewashed.

That's because you can't brush wild monsters, and you can't complete good tasks. You can only slowly accumulate troops.

Now, the hatred is so great.

The players of the Death Shadow Guild who were whitewashed were so angry that they turned into self-destructing trucks.

They used various means to rush to the main city of Brakada and widely spread the news that Pickem had purchased bone dragons, ghost dragons, and many undead units.

After these messages were compiled and sorted, they were transported to the Thunder Temple.

So, just when Pickem thought he was infallible, he was quietly followed to his underground base by the Thunder Temple, and everyone on the spot was stolen.

The issue of undead authority that has plagued the Grand Council for a week has been resolved.

…

…

Pickem walked on top of the thick thunderclouds, his face looking haggard.

Behind him, a large group of Titan troops were firmly fulfilling their obligations and keeping an eye on him.

Soon, Pickem was escorted by a group of Titans and met Al Zeus who had transformed into a mage.

Al Zeus is holding a pair of golden scissors and is working hard to build a huge red seed.

He saw Pickem being escorted in and asked casually:

"Pikjem, tell me, what's going on with stealing the power of the undead?"

"Your Majesty! This is what happened."

When things got to this point, there was no chance for Pickem to take any chances.

He told the story in detail, starting from his accidental discovery of the truth about the gargoyle, to the purchase of the bone dragon to create the Wuling gargoyle dragon.

At the end, Pickjam knelt on his knees, put his head on the floor, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty the God King, I am willing to dedicate all the manufacturing methods of the Wuling Gargoyle Clan and all the information and progress of my research to you to repay my sins."

"Well, that's it." Al Zeus said softly:

"You relied on the Witch Spirit Gargoyle to open the Demigod Cloud Road.

Cut it off yourself. "

"Since...from what?"

Pickem raised his head in disbelief and said eagerly:

"Your Majesty, I really didn't mean to hide it before.

I didn't report it because I had never made any decent achievements, and I was afraid that you would look down on me.

This is the first natural level 7 unit in the history of Yasha. It is very valuable. I am willing to dedicate it all, as long as you are willing to allow me to complete the research.

Your Majesty, God King, forgive me, forgive me. "

"Enough is enough. I know."

Al Zeus comforted him softly:

"Whether you conceal it intentionally or are loyal, it has nothing to do with me.

We in Brakada don’t have that many undead souls to make witch spirit gargoyles for you. This race is not suitable for us.

In other words, the benefits I will get from sheltering you are not proportional to the risks I have to bear.

Therefore, you have to cut off your path and give the Witchling Gargoyle to Diya, it's that simple. "

Pickem's face turned ashen as if he had been struck by lightning.

After a while, Al Zeus smiled softly and said:

"That's all, after all, I still feel sorry for you.

If you don't want to cut off your path, I will give you another choice. "

He waved his hand gently and made an opening in the thunder cloud.

"Jump down from this opening, then take all your information and go to Diya.

I promise that after you come out of this hole, I will forget the past. "

Pickjam's eyes regained some sparkle.

He knelt and sat there, his expression constantly changing, and he was struggling in his heart.

After a long time, he watched Al Zeus keep pruning the red seed, seemingly not paying attention to himself.

So, Pickem bowed three times to Al Zeus and said with tears in his eyes:

"Lord, I will always be your most loyal slave. It's a pity that fate plays tricks on people.

If there is an afterlife, I will definitely remain loyal to you! "

Pickem stood up suddenly and rushed towards the gap where Yun Duo saw it resolutely.

Click!

The scissors in Al Zeus's hand suddenly closed, and the clouds also suddenly closed!

Pickem bumped into a thundercloud and rolled over on the spot.

"Ouch!"

"You actually dare to leave."

Al Zeus raised his neck slightly and looked at Pickem coldly.

"Beat me to death."