overlord the summoner of miracles

"That's a ...... Terrible. A

gray-haired old woman walked through the streets of the royal capital, "Li Yestija", looking at the city that had been cleared of many ruins, but was still depressed, and couldn't help but imagine what the newly destroyed king looked like before it was cleaned up and rebuilt.

And what level of strength is needed to achieve

this level of destruction? Ligulit didn't dare to think about it, none of the demon gods who had teamed up with Rick and the others to defeat could do ...... this level

"But that oversized ugly tree should do it. She

walked along the street, and the royal capital was very familiar to her, but it was destroyed like this, and no matter how familiar she was, she couldn't recognize it, so she could only follow others.

As the passers-by walked away, she suddenly noticed that a large number of people in blue clothes were walking in the same direction, their faces were reverent, and they did not forget to bow their heads and pray as they walked.

This gesture reminded her of a word.

Pilgrimage.

Lygullit followed quietly, and finally found everyone gathered in a square.

There is nothing unusual about the dilapidated houses around the square, except for the two huge potholes in the center of the square, which are quite eye-catching.

Between the holes was a high platform, and a man dressed in blue, but with wings on his back, was giving a speech.

"The long night is coming, and the demon dragon will destroy the world. My god has come down and shown his powers. The evil dragon is defeated, my god is mighty!Praise the Lord of glory and power, praise the giant mountain super power!"

All the people knelt on the ground and shouted.

"Praise the Lord of Glory and Strength, and praise the Giant Mountain Super Force!"

Lygurit didn't say much and left the place directly.

She was originally on the border of the Empire, planning to travel to the Dragon Kingdom to investigate rumors about demons there.

However, some time ago, she suddenly received a message from the platinum dragon king with magic, asking her to go to the royal capital to check.

Lygullit thought that the aftershocks of the century had arrived, and some players began to make trouble.

But on the way, she hears rumors of a battle between a giant and a dragon.

She instantly understood that it was some dragon king fighting the player.

It's just that...... Is there still a giant in the player's race?

And rumored to be, the dragon seems to be the villain, and the giant is instead regarded as a savior.

Not to mention that the power of the two rumors is simply exaggerated, and it is not at all the extent that she can solve it.

She once thought that it was the survivors' exaggeration, but it was not until she finally arrived in the royal capital today that she realized that there was no exaggeration, and even because the communicator's low level of education was difficult to accurately describe the scene, she somewhat belittled the power of the two.

"If it were Char's ontology, would it be able to do this......"

Lygurit couldn't imagine.

She didn't know the full strength of Char's body, nor did she know what level of strength it would take to achieve this level.

She's still too weak......

"Anyway, let's go meet the person who has dealt with that thing head-on. "

......

In the palace, Rambusa III's hair was even paler, and his already wrinkled face was more like the skin of a dead tree, and there was no place to find a smooth place.

That night, the death and disappearance toll in the royal capital was as high as 100,000, and there were people in every family who never saw the sun the next day.

Almost 80 percent of the city's houses were destroyed, most of the survivors lost their homes and almost all their wealth, and the royal palace remained almost undamaged, adding to the discontent of the population.

Although the flame is extinguished, the large amount of dust that can be produced seriously pollutes the water source, and although it can barely be drunk after filtration, it still poses a great obstacle to the water use.

The food reserves of the commoners' homes were burned along with the houses, and the grain stored in the warehouses of the royal family and the merchants and nobles was also burned.

Now, the whole royal capital hangs on the little grain in the palace that was lucky not to be burned, and the relief grain brought by the royal leader.

Fortunately in the midst of misfortune, the giant who finally repelled Deathwing became a pillar in the hearts of the survivors, and the people who found hope to regain their lives did not riot, and the post-disaster reconstruction work barely went smoothly.

It's just that a month has passed, and the smooth has finally come to an end.

"Your Majesty, the military situation is urgent! The Marquis of Brumlasius has poisoned the border of Ulovana, and has rebelled, and almost all of the northern coast of our country has fallen west of the Angelician Mountains!"

Lambusa III was so angry that he stood up from his throne suddenly, only to feel dizzy and bloody.

"Quick... "

The rebellious marquis is a man who has always been richly dressed and has good facial features, and can be called a model of aristocracy. He is the richest man in the kingdom with gold and mythril mines in his territory, and the royal family is not as good as him in terms of financial resources.

And the border man who was poisoned has been guarding the northern border for many years, with extremely high prestige and personal charm, which can be described as the Dinghai Divine Needle in the north of the kingdom.

Now that the rebellion in the royal capital has just subsided, and this is happening again in the north, the time for the empire to declare war is approaching......

Rambusa felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

In a short time, several of the Imperial Ministers had already arrived, and among them, the Minister of War had an ugly face, and he must have known what was happening.

And the participants of this meeting also had a special person, the Marquis of Raven.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the Marquis of Brumlashio is separated from the royal capital by mountains, and he can only march to the west or south.

To the west is the domain of the Marquis of Paul Pro, whose strength will surely be able to hold back the rebels. To the south is the territory of the minister, and the minister's staff has already returned to reorganize the army and fight, and will never let him get closer to the royal capital.

It was imperative to summon His Majesty's son-in-law, the Marquis of Pespeia, to come to the royal capital to support him, and to gather the strength of all the nobles, so that the rebellion could be quickly resolved.

And it can make the Marquis of Pespeia bring enough supplies to solve the urgent needs of the royal capital.

Ravenmarquis saw the situation very clearly, and thanks to his constant maneuvering among the nobles, he understood which nobles were loyal to the king and which were unreliable.

Although the Marquis of Paul Prolo to the west of the rebels was the leader of the aristocratic faction, his political capital was on his son-in-law, the eldest prince, so he would never sit idly by and ignore the rebellion. The king's son-in-law was a fine young man and trustworthy.

As for the rest, unfortunately, are unreliable.

Originally, Frontier Bo was also a reliable person, but unfortunately he had just been poisoned.

Thinking of this, Lei Wenhou couldn't help but laugh miserably.

The political situation in the kingdom is really festering.

The outcome of the meeting was exactly what Lei Wenhou thought, but there was a hint of surprise.

The thin red-haired man asked the king to put down the rebellion.

"He who has not suffered will not cherish precious peace.

His words struck a deep blow to the heart of Rambusa III, and coupled with his previous performances, the king agreed to let him lead the army.

"No, I just need to bring my puppet. The

red-haired man looked up, his onion eyes full of confidence.