King's Landing

The mansion of the Nelapsi Autonomous Government and Speaker Barutazar Zaharias has long been empty.

About half an hour ago, Zaharias summoned the legendary fourth true ancestor's No. 1 Beast, and after killing all the offenders, he left with four "flaming night uncles" and disappeared.

But just as the offender did not expect that Zaharias could come back from the dead, the many Hun ghosts killed by the god sheep have miraculously come back to life, but now these bloody figures are no longer the original ones. With a vigorous appearance, only half of the head of the zombie was left, with sluggish blood gleaming in his single eye.

"how about it?"

"My lord really expected things like a god. We never thought that Zaharias, a cunning weapon dealer, would become a blood follower of the fourth true ancestor, and could control the number one beast, the god sheep. King Kong."

The basement ushered in another group of visitors, the leader of the Hungarian ghost in black combat uniform, and the mysterious figure wrapped in black robe.

If the departed Zaharias was here, he would be shocked at why the leader Zkor, who was supposed to be killed, would appear again, but he had never known the secret.

"It's not surprising that the first "Flaming Night Uncle" was unearthed in the West European church, the domain of the warlord, and the ruined dynasty, but in the end it was nothing. I didn't expect the first body to be affected by this guy. Obtained, and became the No. 1 Blood Follower. No wonder just a small arms dealer dared to blatantly go against the "Warlord Domain"."

The black-robed people seemed to know a lot, and even knew some secrets, which added a bit of mystery to the head of the Hungarian ghost.However, the leader of the Hungarian ghost is not interested in these, he only cares about what to do next.

"My lord, then we next...?"

"Don't worry about the patriarch, have you forgotten? Those words that the arms dealer said to you before he left."

Pointing to the surrogate ghosts who were killed by the sacred sheep and beasts, the black robe man said with a grimace.

"Before leaving? Your lord means, is Zaharias going to destroy the dynasty and grab the body?"

Thinking of the arrogant words of the arms dealer, the head of the Hung Ghost looked terrifying.

In order to get more flames of Ye Bo, the damn arms dealer actually planned to attack the ninth prince of the ruining dynasty, and these Huns would inevitably be regarded as objects for the dead ghosts and venting their anger.

At that time, the domain of the war king, the ruined dynasty, and the major alliances will jointly crusade, even if there is necromancy now, the end of the Hungry ghost clan will not be much better, so even if the conditions of the black robe are not involved, the Hungry ghost The leader didn't intend to let the damn arms dealer go.

"Yes, the ninth prince of the ruined dynasty, as the direct bloodline of the second true ancestor, he is not a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch. So we might as well use this opportunity to let Zaharias fight with him. You die and we live, we will sit back and harvest the fishermen, maybe there will be unexpected surprises."

"Haha! Your lord has a foresight, I'm going to find a few capable men now."

Hearing the calculations made by the black-robed people, the leader of the Hungarian ghosts immediately became excited. For them, unscrupulous means was just commonplace.

"The subordinates don't have to, don't you think these are the best?"

The needle-shaped pupils in the black robe stared at the two dozen living dead in front of them, with playful eyes.

In separate boxes, Ye Jian and Vatola are sitting opposite each other. The cheers of a few girls snatching ice cream can be heard next door, but there is no need to worry about being heard by a third party because of the one-way soundproof barrier.

"You guy is here on behalf of the King of War Realm to participate in the Feast of the Fourth True Ancestor?"

Putting down the cup in his hand, Ye Jian stared at the opposite Vatola who was enough to be a male publicist and asked politely.

"No, no, I'm actually not interested in this feast. But the strong people gathered because of the feast make me want to stop. I don't know if I can have a good time this time."

"Cut, in order to get me to participate in this feast, you guy did not play less, right? How can you withdraw willingly now? This is not like your character, Vatola."

Hearing something in Vatola's words, Ye Jian unscrupulously exposed.

"Hehe, it's the Ye I value. There are some things that even I can't tell you. After all, it is my father's order."

"Oh?"

It is rare to see Vatola's solemn expression, and it also involves the first true ancestor. It seems that this time the matter is indeed not simple.

"But I can tell you what my old man didn't tell you, your old rivals, those werewolves in Western Europe will also participate in this feast. Killing other people's sons and brothers, now they are mainly looking for the door."

Some schadenly gave information, and Vatola put on an expression of beating again.

"It's just a clown, kill as many as you come."

Cursed his lips in disdain, even if the werewolf tribe didn't find the door by themselves, Ye Jian would take Phyllis and the others to kill.Now take the initiative to come and die, that would be even better, save the trouble.

"Haha, for Ye, that should be the case. But this time you have to be careful. It is said that the wolf is mad, and the rabbit that is in a hurry is biting. You are destined to be defeated by Vatola. Don't capsize in the gutter of such a small character."

"You don't need to talk nonsense, and I will warn you in advance. Don't mess with me in this feast, or what will happen afterwards, I can't guarantee. At that time, even if you find your father, it will be useless."

"So, Ye has set a trap, waiting for those people to jump down?"

With a keen sense of smell, Vatola could smell the meaning of Ye Jian's words, but would Ye Jian admit it?

"Sa, who knows. The Lion King's institutions, the domain of the king of war, the ruined dynasty, the realm of chaos, the church of Western Europe... almost encompasses most of the world's feast, I don't know if this small artificial island can bear it."

Leaving an inexplicable sentence, Ye Jian scattered away from the enchantment and stood up decisively.

"I said, since you are not interested in feasts, then I will take over the three girls in the warlord domain."

"Hehe, I can't ask for it."