Chapter 1084: Blood River (7)

　　 "Diago."
　　 Silas figured the name, then shook his head.
　　 "His fate can only be controlled by our Lord, he is not a force you can control."
"But he is intervening in things he doesn't understand. You should know better than anyone. His grand experiment caused a ripple in the void... We don't care about your kingdom, you know it well, but this behavior is right In our case, it is a restricted zone."
　　 "Forbidden zone? It's really interesting to say the word from your mouth."
　　 "It's not difficult to understand, all we care about is that his efforts are stopped, and you take his place."
　　 The invisible voice was smooth and tempting like the hiss of a viper, but Rubital saw Silas unmoved.
"Put away your set, the dog of the blood god, I remember you have never been so clever, all of his own arrangements, and I have my place, you have to remember...I am no longer investigated by you That mortal, I am the prince of Kamen, my true existence is by no means you
　　 to get a glimpse. "
　　 "Hah, I know better than anyone, what kind of restrictions do you have in the physical space."
　　 "Shut up your tricks. Before I lose patience, the only task my Lord has entrusted to me is to destroy the rising wave."
　　 "Your arrival is just for Oak?"
　　 Silas raised an eyebrow and said nothing. Instead, Rubittel beside him froze for a few seconds, but soon recovered his calm.
　　 But the waves inside him became more and more turbulent, he seemed to be touching a secret that should not be touched.
　　 "Is it worth it?"
　　 "All dogs with blood gods use muscles instead of brains. Do you understand the great value of this goal? Can you fight such enemies?"
"Blood God is the master of all primitive forces that exist, Guk may be a threat, but when it comes to war, it is by no means an obstacle... When he fights with us, we will quietly disappear, and when he accumulates strength to deal with others , We will attack from the shadows, the victory of the blood will
　　The passage of time is as inevitable as the decay of the body. "
　　 "All the blood gods who cover the whole planet under the vast ocean? Why? Just for a Wendigo?"
"It’s necessary, you don’t have to try me anymore, you need to know that this darkness also covers those aliens, perhaps the eyes of the occult, so that they have no knowledge of our plan and your plan... they think they are Master of the Void, use the Void to spy on enemies, but look
　　 See how easily the blood obstructed them? "
　　 "Huh, those Ada? I never put them in my heart, they are too arrogant and arrogant, and they will proudly go to destruction."
　　 "It is true, but Wendigo is also using them."
　　 "Then I have reason to believe that you are bound to win Wendigo?"
　　 "You can think so."
　　 Patriarch Thira, who worshipped the blood, then sighed,
　　 "So, with your commitment, our contract is completed!"
　　 Silas didn't say a word, as if weighing the choices in front of him, while Rubital could feel the growing impatience of the other party.
　　 Finally, Silas spoke again.
"Soon I will set a trap, where I will ambush the power of the Kaimon Church that has been tracking us. Before that, I still have some things to deal with, and I will deal with them in my own way. I hope you can To ensure that Ouke will not interfere with me during this process
　　. "
　　 Silas turned to look at Ruby Tell.
"When things on my side are resolved, I will lead my army to join your plan, but until then, your people will stand alone with the flames of Ok, because only then can they be cast to point to the heart of the pale tyrant Shining blade."
　　Sierra's smooth, muddy icy voice hissed like a violent gasp.
　　 "Yes, I accepted, you made the right choice, Kamen Prince."
　　 The cold wind carrying the words from the void blows again, more violent than before, and the ancient evil it contains is like the murder of innocent people.
　　 The cold touch passed through Rubitel, let him take a breath of cold air, and then the feeling disappeared, and the supernatural darkness gradually receded, and the fire light illuminated the room again.
　　 Thira's sense of existence disappeared, and his departure left a painful wound deep in Rubital's soul.
　　 Silas also seemed to feel that he knew the other party was showing off his power.
　　 "Is it worth it, master?"
　　Robitel asked, exhaling a sigh that had been suppressed for a long time. At this time, he had always been courageous and courageous.
"Yes."
　　 Silas nodded and looked down at the witch's body.
"worth it."
　　 Then Silas turned around, facing another subordinate who appeared quietly in black.
"I hope Guihu knows all this, but I can’t contact him directly, so you need to go to his secretly and tell him that I will contact him when the time comes, and I hope that those troops will be unified under his leadership. ."
　　 "Observe, master."
　　 "Don't waste time, start."
　　When the man turned around and left~EbookFREE.me~Rubitel said with a smile:
　　 "We have waited for this day for a long time, and Ms. Joy will be very pleased. People who worship the blood do not understand how great our plan is when it rises from the ground..."
　　 Silas interrupted the other person's words sharply.
　　 "If blood worship fails and Guk's legion can intervene, then all this is meaningless! Leave your celebration until the day Guk's head is cut off."
　　Just as the war in the west of the New World was in full swing, the originally stable situation in the east also gradually made waves...
　　The war palace in Beirut is a newly added part of the Sun Palace in Tyre.
　　 Previously he held combat briefings and tactical discussions in the barracks, but now his boys and his banshee followers feel that he needs to host the meeting on a more spectacular occasion.
Designed by the Hawk Queen Banshee designer, this spectacular room is full of artistic beauty, allowing Bellev to hold a meeting in an environment more suitable for him as a "beast" and put him in the Other warlord colleagues are at a higher level.
　　Huge flags hung down from both sides of the room, most of which belonged to each Dalian of the Legion, although there were others that were difficult to be recognized by non-Ok.
　　 For example, a banner depicts a pile of big dung rising from the sea of ​​blood, and on the other side is a gray flying in the sky during the day.
　　The meaning of these emblems puzzled Carmel, but she was already surprised by the strange aesthetic and whimsy of Ok.
　　In her eyes, more than any other architectural design whims, is the tall figure that lives on the bright silver throne.