My queen is rebelling!

(Thank you to book friend 'Marry a Name Sun' for the reward, thank you boss!)

Andre looked at the legendary transcendent charging towards him, the expression on his face still unchanged.

He just sighed inwardly, thinking that Xiazuo and the others had underestimated their enemies.

Their plan had a flaw. Besides this Lord of Shadows, the people of the Central Empire had also seen through his true identity.

His years of planning were more like a farce.

Naturally, Andre wouldn't know that the Central Empire's Noble Council had long begun to spend huge sums of money to secretly cultivate secret agents and sleepers throughout the continent.

Those sleepers of Effien were uprooted one by one by Cohen after he caught Samuel.

But the secret agents in the Eastern Region Empire were still shining and generating heat.

Their large-scale action plan could not possibly be carried out without leaking a little information.

Chief Heisenberg of the Central Empire had long noticed Andre's identity, deliberately refraining from acting, just to give the Eastern Region Empire a hard blow at this time and let them rush to the front!

Jolun Weiteheimer's sudden attack put the Eastern Region Empire in a passive position.

Prince Xiazuo, who was thousands of miles away, was both shocked and angry at Jolun's words.

How could the people of the Central Empire see through his seamless plan?

The always arrogant Xiazuo could not accept this fact, he could only think that there was a traitor by his side!

Who could it be?

Apart from himself, Xiazuo did not trust anyone.

Could it be Andre?

If anyone knew the most about his plan, Andre was undoubtedly the most informed. Could it be him?

Xiazuo shook his head. Now was not the time to investigate this matter. Since Jolun had already exposed their plan, they could only bite the bullet and complete it.

Then let's do it!

Prince Quentin in the venue obviously had the same idea. He couldn't just watch Andre be killed here. He also appreciated this mastermind beside Xiazuo.

Prince Quentin glanced at the Duchy of Holy Oak and the Duchy of Silver Frost not far away and made a gesture to act.

Receiving Quentin's hint, the Dragon Wing Guards disguised as the two duchies' military exercise teams also stopped hiding. The sound of the military horn pierced the sky, carrying an unmatched momentum, and quickly rushed into the battlefield amidst the exclamations of the crowd in the venue.

The armor and equipment worn by these two thousand people exuded a similar aura to that of the orcs before.

God-Demon Equipment!

This was an 'elite' army from the Eastern Region Empire, equipped with God-Demon Equipment!

Watching the Dragon Wing Guards rushing out from the camps of the Duchy of Holy Oak and the Duchy of Silver Frost, Saxon was struck again, and the sorrow and indignation of being fooled and played with surged into his heart.

He now understood why Andre had encouraged him to propose the motion to increase military exercises at the Northwest Alliance Joint Conference.

He originally thought it was giving himself a reasonable excuse to lead the Ceylan Oath.

Now it seemed that Andre had bewitched him to propose this motion entirely to hide the army of the Eastern Region Empire!

Traitor!

Despicable and shameless traitor!

He had even regarded him as his teacher and respected him, but in the end, everything was a scam full of exploitation and lies.

At this time, anyone who could save people from the hands of the Kingdom of Ceylan must be from the Eastern Region Empire.

Legendary rank from the Eastern Region Empire!

After this legendary rank from the Eastern Region Empire grabbed Andre, he disappeared instantly, without any intention of attacking anyone.

Obviously, his mission was to rescue Andre alone.

Seeing Andre being rescued, Saxon was overwhelmed with anger and spat out another mouthful of blood, his aura rapidly weakening.

The two legendary rank guards beside him also stopped caring about the situation on the battlefield and the more than a thousand Ceylan Oath members.

With the intervention of the Eastern Region Empire and the Central Empire, the current situation was no longer something their Kingdom of Ceylan could control.

They had to retreat!

The two looked at each other, the aura of the legendary rank suddenly erupted, guarding the delirious Saxon, and quickly evacuated the battlefield, no longer caring about anyone.

The Dupont family and the Goblin Alliance were not so lucky.

With the combined attack of five thousand orcs, the entire battlefield was instantly razed to the ground, leaving only the seriously injured and dying legendary rank Jinwoning Dupont!

Watching the family members die painfully one by one before his eyes, bloodshot eyes filled Jinwoning's pupils. It was over, everything was over!

The family's years of planning, generations of glory and struggle, were all ruined!

He glared hatefully at Jolun in the high platform VIP area. Although the other party had promised to take action, he only sent a legendary rank symbolically and was just pretending to confront Roland.

He had no intention of really wanting to rescue them at all.

As for the Eastern Region Empire, although they sent two thousand elite Dragon Wing Guards, they had been wandering around the periphery and did not use their full strength at all.

They were waiting, waiting for his dying counterattack to cause greater damage to the people of Effien before taking action.

He had already been regarded as a pawn, hoping that he would play his last role before dying.

A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Jinwoning's mouth. Suddenly, a blood color appeared in the center of his legendary realm, bursting out a dazzling flame light. This was burning the legendary realm!

The realm that was originally high in the sky was now like a peerless flame that had been ignited, constantly twisting and deforming in the burning, as if it was a giant beast trying to break free from its shackles.

As the burning intensified, the entire sky was dyed blood red, like a sharp blade, tearing the sky apart.

Such a terrifying scene instantly shocked everyone.

A legendary transcendent actually began to burn his own realm!

This was because he had already made up his mind to die and was preparing to perish together.

In an instant, everyone stopped fighting and fled in all directions.

The dying counterattack of a legendary transcendent would definitely cause unimaginable destructive power.

Arnold and Yasna quickly led the five thousand orc legions under their command to evacuate.

The military command action team personnel disguised as felons also withdrew to the Effien courtiers under Herman's command, protecting the safety of the royal family and the cabinet.

In mid-air, Prince Haug and Elder Emilia, who were confronting the three rebellious elders, also stopped at the same time and withdrew from the battlefield.

The Eastern Region Empire ran even faster. The two thousand Dragon Wing Guards hadn't even entered the battlefield much. The leading general, seeing that a legendary transcendent was preparing to risk his life, didn't care whether the other party was a teammate or not. Without waiting for Jolun to greet him, he withdrew far away.

At this moment, only a few hundred remaining Ceylan Oath members and some masters of the Goblin Alliance were left on the battlefield.

Just as everyone was guessing who this legendary transcendent who had burned his realm would launch his final blow at before his death.

Suddenly, Jinwoning Dupont turned into a blood-colored flame, and his target pointed directly at the Eastern Region Empire's Dragon Wing Guards who had just withdrawn from the battlefield!

Everyone looked at Jinwoning's choice and showed shock and confusion.

They had thought that Jinwoning would attack Effien, who had wiped him out, and had thought that he would attack the Central Empire, who had abandoned him as a pawn.

But no one thought that the target he chose was actually the Eastern Region Empire, which had nothing to do with them!

Looking at the shocking scene in front of him, Prince Quentin's eyes immediately flashed with shock and anger, and he sternly said:

"Jinwoning, you are crazy, what do you want to do? Our Eastern Region Empire has not provoked you!"

Clan Chief Jinwoning's miserable voice resounded in everyone's ears:

"Hahaha, people of the Eastern Region Empire, listen, today you are being killed by Jinwoning Dupont, the clan chief of the Dupont family of Effien!

This clan chief was able to advance to the legendary rank silently, all thanks to the sub-plane borrowed by Chief Heisenberg of the Central Empire!

If you want to take revenge, you have to find the right person!"

Everyone was shocked by Jinwoning's tragic statement.

This cunning old fox, he was going to form a blood feud between the Eastern Region Empire, the Central Empire, and Effien!

A blood feud with the blood of two thousand 'elite' troops!

The 'elite' army can confront the legendary transcendent, relying on the battle formation on their bodies. The battle formation forms resonance, which can combine the momentum of all soldiers to confront the legend.

But facing a legend who has already burned his realm and is desperately counterattacking, how can the Dragon Wing Guards who have just withdrawn from the battlefield have time to form a formation!

Jinwoning's speed was extremely fast. Almost at the moment when the voice fell, he had already arrived in front of the Dragon Wing Guards.

The commander of the 【Dragon Wing Guard】was a powerful ninth-tier extraordinary, but even at the ninth-tier, he still trembled and couldn't stand firm when facing the completely insane Legendary-tier Jin Worning.

Before his terrified roar could even be uttered, in an instant, everyone felt their vision enveloped by a blood-colored light, and a storm capable of destroying the world swept out from the battle line of the 【Dragon Wing Guard】.

Immediately following was an earth-shattering boom.

The sound was like a surging tsunami, and also like tens of millions of thunderclaps exploding in their ears simultaneously, the deafening rumble causing the earth to tremble violently.

The air above Emerald Lake was violently torn apart by this raging sonic wave, emitting a sharp whistle.

Some lower-level individuals were even directly overwhelmed, their other senses seemingly plunged into a silent abyss by this earth-shattering explosion.

A Legendary-tier extraordinary's self-detonation!

In the firmament, the sun seemed to be swallowed by a dark and profound power, concealed within the endless void, leaving behind only a chilling grayness.

The annihilation of the Legendary domain caused the rules within the domain to scatter, and at the same time, began to distort people's perceptions.

At the same moment, everyone present, regardless of their cultivation level, heard a desperate murmur from the depths of their souls, a lament of unwillingness from the Legendary-tier extraordinary.

A Legend has fallen!

Emerald Lake!

Again, Emerald Lake!

The first Legend has fallen today!

After a long time, everything returned to calm, everyone recovered their senses, and looked towards the place where the Legendary-tier extraordinary had self-detonated.

The tragic scene caused everyone to fall into silence.

A bottomless pit appeared there, and the two thousand elite-level soldiers from the Eastern Region Empire were reduced to ashes, their bones gone without a trace!

On the high platform, Prince Quentin was completely stunned, standing as straight as a statue, only the slightly trembling fingertips revealed his inner emotions!

Two thousand brave imperial soldiers, two thousand sets of precious God-Demon equipment, had just appeared and had not had time to show anything before they were completely annihilated!

The anger in Prince Quentin's heart seemed to burn him to ashes, and his cold gaze swept back and forth between Joren and Queen Effiein.

Joren's expression also became very ugly. Although everyone knew that Jin Worning was using a divisive tactic, it was surprisingly effective.

No matter how Joren explained, the people of the Eastern Region Empire would definitely hold the Central Empire accountable!

Jin Worning was too quick from speaking to taking action, and besides, even a Saint would have to put in some effort to stop a Legendary-tier's self-detonation.

Prince Sazel, who was tens of thousands of miles away, had a materialized storm swirling above his head, caused by his anger.

His lips were tightly pursed, and the muscles on his cheeks were slightly bulging, the lines taut and stiff.

At first, there was a suppressed tremor, but gradually even that trace of tremor disappeared, leaving only a cold, deathly silence.

Sazel silently took out the communication stone and gave Prince Quentin the final instruction:

Take down Effiein and the Ceylon Kingdom at all costs!

This 'at all costs' meant that any level of power could be deployed!

......

The atmosphere at the scene was deadlocked, with the three parties clearly divided.

On Koen's side, Arnold and Asuna led the five thousand-strong Orc Legion, standing together with Prince Hauge, Elder Emilia, the Military Intelligence Action Team, and Grand Duke Roland's 【Heart of the Purple Thorns】.

Equivalent to the power of eight to nine Legendary-tier extraordinaries.

On the Central Empire's side, Joren and his Legendary-tier guards stood together.

On the Eastern Region Empire's side, Prince Quentin, Andre, and the two Legendary-tier guards behind him stood together, along with the three Elders who had defected from Effiein's Elder Council.

As for the remaining forces, they did not express any stance or take sides, and were still watching the development of the situation.

As for the small duchies in the venue, they no longer had the mood to watch the show.

A Legend has fallen, a Legend has already fallen.

For many small countries in the Northwest Continent, they didn't even have a single Legendary-tier, and now they were actually watching a Legendary-tier fall with their own eyes, and even taking away two thousand elite-level soldiers from the human empire.

Everyone knew that today's matter would not be easily settled, and it was very likely that more people would die, and they wanted to withdraw.

But looking at the three forces watching them like tigers eyeing their prey, no one dared to leave at this time.

After a long silence, Koen's mocking voice slowly sounded:

After so much effort, only one Legend has died, and several thousand elite-level troops have died. Too few, too few.

You two, who else did you bring? Show them off.

Since you don't want to leave, then let's continue. Emerald Lake is the largest freshwater lake in the entire Northwest Continent, it's more than enough to hold the corpses of tens of thousands of people!

Koen's words sounded like a shocking wave in everyone's ears.

He was nakedly provoking the two great empires, especially the Eastern Region Empire, which had just suffered heavy losses, tantamount to rubbing salt into their wounds.

What is the origin of this "Lord of Shadows"?

What does he rely on to be able to confront the two great empires at the same time?

Prince Quentin had also received Sazel's instructions at this time, and after hearing Koen's words, he had an extremely cold expression on his face:

It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting young man. The secrets on your body are very interesting to me, for example, who is your real identity!

I think not only me, but many people present want to know.

Since you are unwilling to show yourself voluntarily, then this prince will have to use some means!

Quentin's voice suddenly became fierce:

The dignity of the empire cannot be humiliated. Everyone who stands with Effiein today will be killed without mercy!

As soon as the words fell, plus the previous two Legendary-tier guards, eighteen majestic auras suddenly rose from the Eastern Region Empire's camp.

Ten upper-stage Gold-tier, five half-step Legends, three Legends!

Everyone looked at the people sent out by the Eastern Region Empire and revealed expressions of shock.

The other party had actually prepared so many top experts?

They really want to destroy Effiein!

Prince Quentin turned to look at Joren of the Central Empire and said in a deep voice:

What do you say?

Joren sighed lightly and with a wave of his hand, the auras of two Legendary-tier individuals rose up.

Adding the three Elders who defected from Effiein, the Legendary-tier extraordinaries of the Eastern Region Empire and the Central Empire also reached as many as eight!

Everyone was already numb with shock. Not counting the "elite-level" troops, just the genuine Legendary-tier extraordinaries, ten had appeared today!

Ten Legends, such a grand occasion actually appeared in Effiein, such a small country in the Northwest. The events that happened at Emerald Lake today are bound to shock the entire continent again!

Both sides had eight to nine Legendary-tier combat powers, and it was hard to say who would win if they really fought.

Could it be that the two great empires joining forces can't do anything to a small Effiein Duchy?

Prince Quentin's eyes were very cold. The Central Empire definitely sent more than just this many people. The other party still didn't want to reveal their true trump cards.

They still wanted their Eastern Region Empire to rush to the front.

Quentin snorted coldly and cast his gaze into the void, saying coldly:

You've been watching the show long enough. My Eastern Region Empire has already lost two thousand excellent imperial soldiers. Aren't you coming out yet?

Everyone was shocked by Prince Quentin's words. There was actually another force that wanted to intervene in Effiein's situation?

Who is it?

Soon, the doubts in everyone's minds were answered.

A sinister voice echoed from all directions:

Quentin, Joren, how can you be embarrassed to complain about us?

The two great empires joined forces, but they can't even deal with a mere small country. The reputation of the five great empires has really been lost by you two!

Such arrogant words, such a gloomy style, many people immediately had a notorious name in their minds:

Black Tomb!

As if to verify what everyone was thinking, after the sinister laughter, a biting cold wind swept in with an evil aura.

A hunchbacked middle-aged man appeared in everyone's sight. The middle-aged man was shrouded in a black robe, the black robe was like night, and there seemed to be faint shadows floating at the edges, as if countless suffering souls were struggling and wailing within.

His face was hidden deep in the hood, only two cold red lights flickered, as if they could see through all the disguises of the world's souls and see the sins and fears in the depths of people's hearts.

"Black Tomb" Third Councilor, Lord of the Third Layer of Hell, Minauros, Archdevil, Legendary-tier 【Hell Poet】 Mamen!

At the same time, two black shadows with amazing auras appeared behind him.

Black Tomb Fourth Councilor, Fifth Councilor!

Black Tomb's three Legends appeared at the same time!

The whole place was in an uproar. Three more Legends, all targeting Effiein. What exactly did the other party have in their hands that would attract the covetousness of so many powerful forces?

These three Legends of Black Tomb were like three heavy weights, the scales of victory directly tilting towards the Central Empire and the Eastern Region Empire.

All the citizens of Effiein revealed expressions of sorrow and despair.

Central Empire, Eastern Region Empire, Black Tomb.

These forces, normally thunderous and dominant on the continent, were actually joining hands to target them.

Fear and despair filled everyone's hearts.

Prince Quentin coldly looked at Cohen and said:

"The person you wanted, I've already brought. What other trump cards do you have? Lay them all out. I, the Prince, will make you admit defeat wholeheartedly!"

Cohen smiled faintly, not answering Quentin's words, but instead shifting his gaze to Andre beside him, and said calmly:

"Andre, do you regret it now?"

Andre was suddenly stunned, looking at Cohen, shock emerging in his pupils:

"You know me?"

Cohen smiled faintly and said:

"Of course, I know you. From the first day you entered the city with Cliff Gunter, the heir to the Southern Territory Grand Duke, I knew about you.

Didn't you also instigate Sandro, the Second Young Master of the Southern Territory, to send assassins from Black Tomb to kill me?

Do you regret not killing me back then?"

Andre's expression completely froze, then he pursed his lips tightly, word by word:

"You knew all along, didn't you?"

Cohen replied:

"Knew what? About Xiazuo's wishful thinking plan?"

Hearing Cohen say this, Andre's heart skipped a beat, and his gaze involuntarily turned towards the Pale Wings above the high platform!

Crap!

The Lord of Shadows must have told them everything.

The Pale Wings are here today not to attend the exchange meeting, but to join forces with Effiein to fight the enemy!

Cohen suddenly burst into laughter, looking towards the void, and said loudly:

"Xiazuo, coveting my woman, you're not qualified enough!

Don't you want to get the Golden Wings family? Then you should open your eyes wide and watch carefully later, and see if you can control the Golden Wings family with your third-rate schemes!"

As Cohen's words fell, a golden light and shadow emerged beside him. The light gradually dissipated, revealing Isabella's peerless elegance.

The Golden Wings Daughter has appeared, and she is clearly standing on the side of the Lord of Shadows!

Immediately following, three legendary-level transcendent auras erupted!

Legendary figures from the Pale Wings!

The situation fell into stalemate again.

Prince Quentin, Joren, and the Black Tomb members all showed solemn expressions. The Pale Wings actually intervened?

This made the situation tricky.

In the VIP area of the high platform, Violet Prince of the Northern Territory Empire had already finished reporting to his Emperor and received clear instructions.

At the same time, Prince Elo of the Wind Breath Kingdom and Prince Ceran of the Ceran Kingdom also received the latest instructions from their respective countries.

After reading the instructions, the two looked at each other at the same time, then together looked towards Violet Prince.

Violet Prince said calmly: "You've all received the message, right?"

The two nodded in unison. Prince Elo said in a deep voice:

"We will listen to Your Highness!"

Violet Prince nodded slightly and said:

"Remain neutral for now, and help when Effiein's side falls into a disadvantageous position.

Effiein must have something extremely important in their hands, otherwise the Central Empire, the Eastern Territory Empire, and Black Tomb wouldn't be attacking Effiein at all costs.

Even if we can't get this thing, we can't let them get it, understand?"

Prince Elo and Prince Ceran nodded at the same time.

As the two great empires of the Northwest Continent, since Grand Duke Roland of the Western Territory Empire has clearly sided with Effiein.

Their two kingdoms must also take a stand, so following the Northern Territory Empire is definitely the right choice.

......

The situation on the field fell into a stalemate again.

The "Pale Wings" joining the Effiein side so clearly surprised the two great empires.

As the largest chamber of commerce in the Pan-Continent, the Central Empire and the Eastern Territory Empire have deep trade ties with the "Pale Wings".

They really didn't dare to offend the people of the "Pale Wings" to death, otherwise, even if they were all of noble status after returning to their countries, the various interest groups in their countries that were deeply tied to the "Pale Wings" would be enough to give them a hard time.

If the "Pale Wings" weren't so difficult to deal with, the dignified First Prince of the Continent, Xiazuo, wouldn't have gone to such lengths to save his country through indirect means.

Joren and Quentin looked at each other, and at the same time, their gazes shifted to Mamen.

It wasn't convenient for their two families to take action, but Black Tomb didn't have this concern. They were already mortal enemies with the "Pale Wings".

Mamen snorted coldly, not looking at Cohen and Isabella beside him, but instead, bypassing the two, his gaze fixed on Queen Yadel not far away.

Mamen's hoarse, ear-piercing voice was particularly sharp:

"We 'Black Tomb' are here today with only one goal.

Your Majesty, our Tomb Master is particularly interested in you. I wonder if you are willing to come with us.

I guarantee that as long as you agree to this condition, everything today will end here.

From now on, Effiein will no longer be targeted by anyone, including the Central Empire and the Eastern Territory Empire!"

Mamen's words immediately made Joren and Quentin's expressions unsightly.

Especially Prince Quentin, Mamen's statement was very different from what they had discussed before.

However, the two did not speak out against it at this time. The three parties were still maintaining a superficial cooperation.

After Mamen's voice fell, everyone's eyes were fixed on the Queen.

A trace of coldness emerged on Yadel's exquisite jade face, her voice as cold as if it could freeze souls:

"You attacked my husband, slaughtered my people, and attacked my country.

End here?

You want it to end here? This queen is not prepared to let you go!"

As her voice fell, Yadel waved her fair hand.

In an instant, almost everyone felt a chill in their hearts, followed by vast ice magic surging from all directions.

The surface of the crystal circular building used to host the Northwest Region Exchange Meeting suddenly rippled with layers of faint blue light. Along the edge of the building's outline, countless sharp ice thorns grew and spread like bamboo shoots after rain.

At the same time, the crystal walls began to unfold and transform in a unique pattern.

Each crystal panel seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, sliding and splicing rapidly and neatly, emitting crisp, cold sounds.

As the circular grandstand stretched out, the internal structure was completely revealed. Complex ice patterns flickered with a cold light, crisscrossing and splicing, gradually outlining mysterious and regular patterns.

Those magical lamps that were originally hidden in the building for lighting also lit up one after another, turning into bright nodes, lighting up in sequence along the veins of the pattern, as if stars were awakening in the icy night.

When the majestic magic elements surged out of these "magic lamps", everyone realized that these dense lights were not magic lamps at all, but top-quality ice magic crystals worth a fortune!

At the same time, an extremely cold aura surged from the center of the building, instantly spreading out, and the moisture in the air quickly condensed, turning into ice fog that lingered around.

The crystal dome at the top of the building slowly rose, and a thick ice-blue beam of light shot out from it, straight into the sky, then scattered like fireworks, spreading along the already formed pattern, turning into ice edges.

Countless ice edges grew and intertwined, forming huge runes. As the runes flickered, a powerful ice magic surged, and the entire building was completely transformed into a magnificent ice magic array!

Everyone stared blankly at the shocking scene in front of them, even the representatives from the major empires were deeply shocked.

A magic array?

Such a huge ice magic array probably only existed in the Age of Gods.

Vaguely, they remembered a rumor—the Queen of Effiein is very talented in magic arrays!

This was more than just talented; she was simply a genius!

It was hard to imagine that such a huge ice magic array was actually created by a gold-rank woman in her twenties.

Joren, Prince Quentin, and Mamen looked at each other, and all saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.

Although it was unclear how powerful this magic array was, just looking at the nearly a hundred top-quality magic crystals arranged on the base of the array, it would be no problem to trap one or two legendary ranks.

Could it be that their three forces joining hands today were really going to suffer a setback in front of a small Effiein?

Prince Quentin's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice:

"If it doesn't work, keep calling people. I, the Prince, don't believe that we can't take down a small Effiein today!"

Although Prince Quentin didn't explicitly say who to call, Joren and Mamen both knew that at this moment, apart from Saint-level combat power that could make a final decision, calling anyone else would be useless.

Joren's lips moved, looking at Prince Quentin, who was suppressing his anger, he thought about it and still didn't say anything.

After all, the Eastern Territory Empire had already lost two thousand elite-level troops. The sunk cost was too great, and they could continue to place their bets.

But the Central Empire wasn't planning on doing that.

Unlike the Eastern Region Empire, they had come out behind the Empress's back, and the smaller the scope of the situation, the better.

If they really alarmed a Saint, they wouldn't be able to explain it to the Empress when they returned.

Just as Prince Quentin was preparing to openly tear up the Five Nations Agreement and send out a Saint, Mamen spoke up in time to stop him:

“What's the rush? Why do I feel like you five empires are even more ruthless than our Black Tomb?

Sending out Saints and tearing up agreements at the drop of a hat?

I don't know what the people behind you two told you when you came, but the instructions I received were that we should avoid directly using the power of a Saint against Queen Adelle of Effiein before overthrowing the Corleone royal family and stripping her of her title.

Don't forget, you two, Effiein is one of the signatory countries of the 'God-Devil Charter'!”

The two men snorted coldly at Mamen's sarcasm, but Mamen didn't mind and continued:

“Youngsters, learn to use your brains when you do things. You wasted all that preliminary investigation work for nothing. Don't you know this woman's weakness?”

The two men were stunned and looked at Mamen. Jolen asked politely:

“Does Boss Mamen know the whereabouts of the King of Effiein?”

Hearing Jolen's address, Mamen's face immediately improved a lot.

Compared to being called the Third Councilor or a Great Devil, he preferred people calling him Boss.

Prince Quentin also looked at Mamen. Everyone knew that Adelle's weakness was her idiotic king of a husband. If they could get him into their hands, it would be easy to deal with Adelle.

But according to intelligence, the King of Effiein had been secretly sent away by Adelle at some point, and no clues could be found at all. Did the people from the Black Tomb have any leads?

Mamen smiled smugly and said slowly:

“Look carefully, learn carefully. My Number Eight Pawnshop isn't open for nothing!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mamen's aura sank, and he came to a place not far from Adelle. His hoarse voice sounded in everyone's ears:

“Queen Adelle of Effiein, how about we make a deal?”

Adelle looked indifferently at this Great Devil who enjoyed a great reputation in both Hell and the human continent, with no intention of paying attention to him.

She raised her hand slightly, and the core of the magic array behind her emitted a majestic wave of magical power.

Mamen was slightly startled. Even with his legendary level of transcendence, he felt a trace of palpitation from this attack.

This Queen of Effiein's talent for magic arrays was as terrifying as her talent for cultivation. Mamen glanced again, almost imperceptibly, at Cohen not far away. The two of them were truly monstrous!

Mamen suppressed the thoughts in his heart, let out a harsh laugh, and continued:

“Your Highness, don't be in such a hurry to refuse. Let me say a person's name first, and Your Highness might be willing to talk to me.”

Seeing that Adelle was still unmoved and had no intention of stopping, Mamen cursed inwardly, 'Crazy woman!', and immediately said:

“Cohen Corleone!

If Your Highness still wants his life, then obediently come back with me!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mamen clearly felt a sharp gaze filled with killing intent pierce towards him.

An astonishing killing intent lingered around him, causing him to change color slightly.

What was this woman's strength now? Why could a simple glance make him so palpitate?

Mamen quickly raised the magical power around him and quickly retreated to Jolen and Prince Quentin's side, continuing to shout loudly:

“Queen Adelle of Effiein, do you think no one knows that you secretly sent Cohen away!

The Second Elder of the Golden Wing Family, I'm not wrong, am I? You sent him to him and hid him in his temple!”

Adelle's face showed a trace of panic for the first time, and she immediately turned to look at Isabella beside Cohen.

Isabella's expression was also gloomy, and she looked at Mamen coldly:

“How do you know?”

Mamen laughed loudly and said:

“Daughter of the Golden Wing, you seem to have forgotten the attack on you a year ago!”

Isabella's eyes moved and she said in a deep voice:

“Is it her?

I remember now, her mother also knew my itinerary in Florence a year ago, so she was the one who leaked the secret that time, right?”

Behind Mamen, the Fourth Councilor of the Black Tomb's face changed slightly after hearing Isabella's words, and he glanced at Mamen with some annoyance.

He talked too much. It seemed that he was going to lose an important chess piece hidden in the Golden Wing Family, but as long as he could capture Queen Adelle of Effiein, all the losses would be worth it.

Mamen smiled coldly and looked at Adelle again, sternly saying:

“As long as you still want your husband to live, then listen to us obediently, put down your resistance, and come back to the Black Tomb with me!”

Isabella immediately said from the side:

“Your Highness, don't listen to his nonsense. Even if he knows His Majesty's whereabouts, so what? Can the Black Tomb really snatch someone from the hands of a Saint?”

Mamen snorted heavily and said loudly:

“Adelle, I think you also know how important what you possess is!

You underestimate the determination of our Black Tomb. Saint… what does that even mean!

Watch carefully!”

As soon as Mamen finished speaking, on the distant edge of the sky, suddenly, light flashed, and an extremely bright star rose.

Immediately afterwards, the second, the third… more and more stars, as if being pulled by invisible hands, gathered together at the same point.

Where they gathered, the light became brighter and brighter, gradually outlining the outline of a towering temple.

Vaguely, the temple was golden and resplendent, with huge golden wings on both sides!

Stars flash, Star Temple appears, Saint emerges!

Everyone present looked at the distant sky in amazement. More than a year after the Battle of Emerald Lake, they witnessed the birth of a Saint again!

Isabella's voice was a little cold:

“Second Elder, it's the Second Elder's temple!”

Adelle's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and her slender hands couldn't help but clench together, and her breathing became a little rapid.

For a Saint to actively expose their temple, something absolutely terrible must have happened!

It was very likely that…

Soon, a scene that shocked everyone appeared!

After the Golden Wing Temple appeared, two more equally huge temples rose from the horizon!

In the center of one temple floated a huge rune black sword, emitting black mist.

The other temple was burning with raging flames, and red scales could be vaguely seen in the flames!

A legendary transcendent of the Pale Wings changed his tone a lot after seeing the two temples:

“Not good, the Second Elder is in trouble!

This is the eighth tomb master of the Black Tomb, 'Death Knight' Moggs, and the ninth tomb master, 'Abyss Demon' Balor!

Both are Saints, and both are powerful Saints who have condensed more than thirty rule stars!”

As if responding to the words of this legend, Mamen's voice sounded:

“Queen Adelle of Effiein, the two great tomb masters of the Black Tomb are taking action, just to capture your husband. You should be proud enough!

Don't have any more illusions. Unless the Second Elder of the Golden Wing Family is willing to exchange your husband's life at the cost of his fall, your husband cannot escape under the joint efforts of the two Saints!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the three temples in the distance slammed together, making a earth-shattering sound, and the aftermath of the battle dyed the entire sky blood red!

The Saint War officially began!

Everyone was in an uproar, all looking at the protagonist of the scene at this moment, Adelle Angrain, wanting to see how this queen would choose!

Adelle's beautiful jade face had returned to calm. She slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were filled with ice-blue color. She lightly opened her red lips, and her voice seemed to carry a killing intent that could freeze everything:

“If you dare to hurt him, I will freeze this world!”

She looked into the distance and sighed softly in her heart:

“I originally wanted to break through to the legendary rank after giving birth to a child for you, but it seems that I can't wait.”

Once a transcendent enters the legendary rank, the probability of giving birth to offspring will be greatly reduced.

Adelle restrained her emotions, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and magical power began to gather frantically, and the power of rules was derived—

Today, Adelle Angrain, Queen of Effiein, enters the legendary rank!