Realm of Power

For more exciting novels, please go to Xu. For more exciting novels, please go to Xu. "Sir, do you also know about the Suk people in the Black Forest?" After hearing the fat man's words, Orus looked up in surprise. He really didn't expect this. A foreign inspector who is not a Salander actually knows about the existence of the Sukkah people. "I have been to Umutuo, the hinterland of the Black Forest, this year. There was a battle just a few months ago. , you may have also heard of this. "The fat man looked at the sea in the distance, seeming to be thinking about something, and responded casually, but did not notice Orus's eyes that were almost protruding." What the adult said , but was your Excellency present at the Battle of Umutuo when Ferrantik’s 50,000-strong army was annihilated?” Aurus looked nervous and said with a trembling voice, the fastest chapter in the novel.

"Well, I could only watch with a cold eye at that time."

The fat man snorted indifferently and corrected, "Moreover, the two sides fighting did not have as many troops as rumored. The Suks only had 3,000 troops, mainly elite assault light cavalry, while Ferrantik only had Some believers with chaotic combat power, including prisoners after the war, only numbered 20,000 people."

"20,000 prisoners?" A trace of disappointment flashed across Orus's face, with a strange expression, and with a cautious and curious tone, he said, "I heard from many businessmen who came and went that that battle was actually fought by the Suks." In a cooperation with the Empire, first the Suc tribe held back Ferranti's army, and then at the most critical moment, the imperial army defeated Ferranti's main force in one fell swoop...""Novel"The novel chapter is the fastest

"It can't be considered a cooperation, it can only be regarded as the relationship between the hunter and the bait." The fat man curled his lips slightly, as if he thought of something, and suddenly raised his head, "Such detailed rumors should be more than just rumors. Have you ever been to the Black Forest?" ?”

The cold light flashed in the fat man's eyes, as sharp as a sword, penetrating the heart. Aulus felt his hairs explode when he saw this scene. Is that still human eyes? The domineering and unavoidable gaze was completely... A look similar to one who controls life and death

"No...no" Orus was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He waved his hands quickly and said confusedly, "How could I have been to that terrible place? For us Salanders, the Black Forest has always been The existence of taboo is synonymous with robbers, gangsters, gangsters, liars, murderers, prison escapees, and exiled nobles. Just mentioning it can make people tremble with fear. Even if you give me ten courages, there is no way I can enter that place. "

"Then why are you paying so much attention to that battle?" The fat man looked at Aurus with a solemn face. He also knew that Ferranti was very influential in the south at that time, and believers like Aulus were not a common person in the south. A small number, but as Ferranti was defeated in the Battle of Umutuo and the Empire gradually took control of the south, these former believers basically disappeared.

I didn't expect that I would unexpectedly meet a fat man in this place. I had also read the classics of the Sky Temple, and found that this was at most a reformist faction of the Sky Temple. In fact, it was far from the meaning of the savior.

But for the fat man's statement, Aulus obviously did not agree with his eyes flickering and replied with a heavy face, "Doctrine is not important, what is important is people. Ferantik was the only one among all the people at that time who claimed to have received the oracle from the sky. Proposed to save those 20 Thousands of descendants were trafficked to foreign lands in the south. At that time, even the Sky Temple was deliberately avoiding this matter. The entire south of Salander chose to remain silent. Only Ferrandik was stubbornly insisting on it alone. Like his respected ancestors,

From establishing the country in the south of Salander to sending troops to Normandy to rescue everyone, he even proposed a series of very detailed plans. Many people ridiculed him for being whimsical, but I don't think so.

The panic flashing in Orus's eyes seemed to be hiding something. With an awkward smile on his lips, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his right hand and said, "Actually, it's nothing. I only care about the battle in the Black Forest. It's completely It’s because our family knows a secret of the Black Forest, and there is another person who knows this secret, and that is Ferrantic. Our family has been Mamunuk, the retainer of the Feran family for generations."

"Flantic's retinue..."

The fat man's expression slowed down, and the aura of dominion over the world disappeared. He could not see the element of lying in Aulus's eyes. He did not expect that he would meet the followers of the Felan family here, but this did mention his An interest. At that time, Ferrantik pressed heavily on Eumuto in the Black Forest. It seemed that it was not just a matter of seeking a base. Could it be related to this secret?

"What's the secret?" Fatty decided to ask clearly.

Under the fat man's blazing gaze, Aurus felt a trembling timidity from inside. He hesitated for a while before he said harshly, "It is said that the prophet Ferran who founded the temple did not He is not a Salander, but an outsider from an unknown area. In the hands of Prophet Ferran, he holds some major secrets that can change the entire continent, and this secret is ultimately buried in the Black Forest."

"As for what it is, I don't know. My family is just a small retinue."

Or maybe he felt that such an answer was unconvincing. Aulus gritted his teeth and said, "It is precisely because of this that I once believed that Ferrandik would become the true savior of our Salander, but unfortunately, he failed." "It's Prophet Ferran again..."

The fat man rolled his eyes helplessly. He thought of the tattoos on Parstina's beautiful and slender back that were filled with various geographical patterns. The original source of those patterns also came from Prophet Ferran. ,

This is a mystery. From the Holy City Sky Monument in the northern grassland to the boundless sea map circulated in the Salander Temple in the south, there seems to be a mysterious force running through this continent, or the remnants of some advanced civilization. ,

Fatty thinks so, but it is just the remnants of a certain civilization in this world. If this remnant can be turned into real power, it will be another matter. "The power that shakes the continent." Fatty licked his lips. , determined to go to the Black Forest in person, but he also believed that Aurus's words, at the same time, from the side This proves that the Salanders have never forgotten the 200,000 compatriots who were plundered by Normandy and sent to a foreign continent. This national emotion containing grief, anger and depression is like a volcano that can erupt at any time. Proper guidance will be of great help to the empire. It may not be a good news to say that if you want to go to Normandy, you must attack Antuorus.

Behind Antorus, there are more powerful opponents. No one knows what this war will bring. Originally, the fat man was a little worried about the Salander people's reaction to this matter. After all, Salander had just been at peace. , not everyone hopes that a war will break out nearby immediately, but now Fatty can be sure that the victory in the Battle of Antoros should greatly arouse the passion and fighting spirit of the Salanders, and make this nation that has suffered humiliation and grief , quickly became a sharp knife of the empire, and voluntarily integrated into the empire's system,

"What would you do if the empire and the sea broke out again for the sake of these 200,000 compatriots?" The fat man paused in his voice, but decided to test it out, and asked in a more serious tone, "I'm talking about a very tragic kind, very tragic." Tens of thousands of soldiers may die, and soldiers may even have to be recruited from southern Salander. If this is a possibility, how many Salanders do you think will join the war?"

"I don't know about others, but I am certain that I will go to the war, even if I am just an ordinary soldier." Aulus did not hesitate at all and answered extremely firmly. "Although it sounds ridiculous to say it, that's it. I believe that many people Salanders should be like me. A country must first have something that makes its citizens convinced and admired. That is the soul of a country. The reason is that Salander suffered such unbearable humiliation because too many people were content with pleasure, immersed in the power and prosperity of nothingness all day long, and completely forgot about the hardships of their ancestors when they founded the country. And as long as they can be saved, Even if those 200,000 compatriots who suffered due to the war died in a foreign land, we would still have a proud smile on our lips."

The fat man looked at Aurus and said nothing. The Salanders are equally famous for their romance and perseverance. Perhaps the history is too humiliating, so this nation needs a chance to rise from the ashes. "Sir, urgent report."

At this time, a black-armored guard came from behind and handed a document he had just received to the fat man, "Tsk, tsk, this woman is so merciless in her actions." The fat man took the report and it seemed At a glance, a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This was a letter delivered from Caesar Sauron from southern Wikiia. There were only a few words on it: "On December 5, the Hulen Tribe announced the dissolution of the Council of Elders." It’s true that wind and rain come together.”

The fat man sighed deeply, twisted the battle report into a ball and threw it into the sea water glowing with white wolves and tigers in front of him. The outcome of the Hu Lun tribe had long been expected. With the army surrounding them, thunder might hit them at any time. In this situation, as long as the Hulun tribe is not a fool, they will make the right decision. I just showed a strong posture to the leader of the Hulun tribe, and the other party's response was equally firm, "Reply back and pay close attention."

The fat man said to the guards behind him, staring at the distant sea with some dark clouds floating in the distance. Is this forceful dissolution of the Presbyterian Council a kind of surrender? Or a compromise? Or taking advantage of the situation. Within the Hulun tribe,

Under this turmoil, there must be a lot of power involved. Under the seemingly calm situation, there may be a storm brewing. If you are not careful, the southern sea area of ​​​​Wikia may become a battlefield. (Unfinished) to be continued)