overlord the summoner of miracles

Eight Fingers' prestige in the kingdom of Ri Esttij is well known, and as the largest underground black organization in the world, no one doubts his power.

It's just that there are different opinions about the extent of the strength of this organization, and how much effort the royal family will need to exert if they want to exterminate him. After all, no one has ever seen the eight fingers that move the real style, and no one has seen the full heritage of the royal family.

But since that day, at least some well-informed people have had some new perspectives on the balance of power between the two.

One of the six nobles, the Marquis Elias Brandt Dale Raven, the most powerful nobleman in the kingdom.

Hovering between the king's faction and the aristocratic faction all year round, it is therefore disgusted to be called a bat.

In fact, this man did once have a rebellious intention to usurp the royal family, but everything changed after the birth of his son. After taking care of the territory, handing it over to his son in the most perfect state to inherit it became his new goal.

For this reason, he became the behind-the-scenes leader of the king's faction step by step, and worked hard to stabilize the political situation of the kingdom.

In the Marquis's mansion, Marquis Raven looked at the report, his face was quite ugly.

"It's such an exaggeration. I thought that the combat power of all the six arms with stainless steel level was just a boast and a legend, but I didn't expect it to be completely true. The

staff member standing aside also glanced at the report, and his sleepy-eyed expression turned and became extremely serious.

"Their combat power aside, just the arrangement of this trap is simply terrifying. How did they anticipate the target of the Rose Rose's attack, and how did they know that the Rose would attack?"

"You mean, there are inner demons in the palace. "

This kind of thing is kind of scary.

Even the maids in the palace could not be of low status, so most of them came from the second daughters and second sons of various noble families. In this case, it is not too easy for the aristocratic faction to plant their own spies.

But Eight Fingers is different, this organization is also a civil violence organization after all, where did he get the ability to infiltrate the palace?

Then, there is only one possibility......

"Set off for the royal capital immediately, this group of moths, it looks like they can't wait. Lei

Wenhou, the most powerful nobleman, set off, and the news quickly spread to the ears of other nobles.

Eight Fingers naturally got the news.

However, at this time, they didn't pay attention to Lei Wenhou, because in the last battle, they lost too ugly.

"It's just a joke, with so many troops gathered, haven't you all been strengthened?Even our partners have sent his men over, and you still let people run away?"

"Hmph, if you don't go to the scene to see what kind of strength those people came out of later. We underestimated the royal family of Venceph, and we didn't expect them to have such masters. "

Someone is starting to panic.

"What should I do then? Could it be that the plan of rebellion is coming to an end before it has even begun? I said at the beginning that it would be better not to rebel, and that it would be good to do business honestly, and that you have to listen to other people's nonsense, what should I do now!"

Although only this one minister was saying discouraged words, after discovering the power of the royal family, a considerable number of people had similar thoughts.

Only Gerlo and Hilma remained calm.

"You haven't seen the power of that lord with your own eyes, so I'm not surprised that you're a little unconfident. It's just ......"

Ji Luo, who had been sitting upright, suddenly got up, but his burly body like a tiger was as agile as a cheetah, and he flipped over the table twice and came directly to the cadre, and carried him into the air by the collar.

The guard behind the cadre decisively drew his sword and wanted to protect the boss, but was frightened away by a look from Ji Luo.

"Hmph, you can be stupid, whatever you want, but don't drag us into the water. I tell you, that lord is so resourceful and powerful that if you dare to talk nonsense, I will break your neck right now.

He left the cadre and turned back to his seat.

The other cadres were a little shocked, they hadn't seen that collaborator with their own eyes, but had only dealt with the helpers sent over.

Because the strength of these helpers is quite strong, no less than six arms, and even one of them, "Vest", is the former "Mam Swester", which is still an upgraded and enhanced version.

Thus none of the ministers underestimated the collaborator.

But that is to the extent that "there is no underestimation". He was acting too much, as if he were the man's subordinate.

The cadres were secretly thinking about each other, when they suddenly saw Hilma and Rylo leave their positions together, walk to the edge of the room and kneel respectfully against the door.

Just as he was about to start asking, he saw a black portal open, and a person walked out.

The man was tall and burly, dressed in rock-like black armor, with a magma-like substance flowing through the cracks of the armor, and most conspicuously, his chin was equipped with a steel jaw.

Decoration?Or was there something wrong with his

jaw??, one of the guards seemed to be amused by the funny steel jaw, and couldn't help but let out a sneer, and although he reacted in time to quickly cover his mouth, the sound reached the ears of everyone in the room.

Another guy in blood-red armor with a pair of exaggerated bat wings behind him, who no longer looked like a human at all, walked out of the portal and drew his sword directly at the guard.

"If you dare to mock the great Dragon King, you need to die to apologize!" flames

erupted from the blade of the sword, turning into a terrifying dragon head and swallowing the guards in one gulp.

The room had only time to hear a scream before the flames vanished, leaving only the smell of burnt burnt and the charred floor telling of a man standing here.

The man who was called the Dragon King by the red-armored guards stretched out his hand and waved his hand, signaling the red-armored guards to retreat in a king-like manner, and the guards did not dare to disobey at all, and quickly walked to the side and stood with both hands and swords, like a statue without saying a word.

"The man who lost his word has already paid the price, so go ahead. The

man walked over to the table, and Glo and Sylma hurried to salute and ask their men to bring over the plush chairs that had been prepared long ago.

The cadres were dumbfounded, but because of what had just happened, no one dared to talk nonsense.

The air was silent like this for a while, until someone finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Although we have cooperated, this is the first time we have officially met, and I would like to introduce myself, I am the Minister of the Slave Trade of Eight Fingers, Ann Petiv Quecodall. The

man nodded, and spoke slowly.

"For some reason, I can't reveal my full name, you can just call me Leo. "