All Gods: Lords Conquest Chapter 142

Chapter 142 The dark sky covering the palace, killing the Lord of the Green Nest (please subscribe)

The royal capital, it should be said that the entire Moshi Kingdom fell into chaos. As if it had been planned in advance, all parts of the country launched actions against the sudden appearance of the god.

Led by the royal family and assisted by the major families, the remaining forces of the entire kingdom mobilized to launch a large-scale siege against the followers of the Evernight Cult.

The missionaries of the Yongye Cult also went against the norm this time. Instead of escaping, they fought back and fought fiercely with the kingdom's defenders. The power they displayed greatly shocked the Moshi Kingdom.

They originally thought that this organization would consist of a few hundred mid-level extraordinary beings, plus two or three high-level extraordinary beings, but as a result of this wave of conflicts, not to mention anything else, there were nearly a thousand people in the royal capital alone. A mid-level extraordinary person appears.

What makes the kingdom even more horrified is that a considerable number of these mid-level extraordinary believers are citizens of the original kingdom, and their strength before that was only low-level extraordinary.

Thousands of mid-level extraordinary beings are not scary, but the ability to quickly produce mid-level extraordinary beings on a large scale is a bit scary.

At this moment, the Kingdom finally realized that it might have underestimated this force that had been hiding in Tibet.

But it's not too late to discover it now.

 The kingdom decided to strike hard and use all its power to completely eradicate this organization called "Eternal Night".

"There's nothing I can do about it. The vice-dean is just like that. When he practices, he doesn't care about other things." The man explained again, with a look of helplessness on his face. He was just a teacher, and he had no control over the vice-dean.

 In the dean's room, looking through the window at the chaotic scene outside the college, he couldn't help but shook his head and muttered to himself:

  Spark Academy.

 The middle-aged king stood up to greet him, with some surprise on his face, and asked: "How is the situation outside now?"

 Someone shouted:

 “Dean! Dean!”

 After listening to the messenger's report, the king asked him to retreat.

"hehe…"

"This is an order from His Majesty the King himself. Did Dean Bichir really say that?" The messenger looked a little surprised and was not sure what he had just heard.

“Everything is going according to plan. Although the power of the cult is somewhat beyond expectation, we are well prepared. Even if the academy and some families choose to wait and see, with the power of the entire kingdom, suppressing it will not be a problem.” The national master replied confidently.

"yes."

"National Division."

“Forget it, let's just follow the old guy's arrangement and focus on the academy. I don't care about the rest.”

Looking at the messy situation outside, the middle-aged man wanted to get involved, but remembering the dean's instructions before leaving, he stopped and decided to wait and see.

If the dean hadn't left him some words before leaving, I'm afraid he still wouldn't understand what happened.

“It's really a mess. I thought I would have to wait for a while, at least to eradicate the Green Nest before taking action. I didn't expect that the coalition forces had just left, and they started taking action here.”

 There was a knock on the door outside.

 “That's...okay.”

 “But…” The man still wanted to persuade.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, just reach in and chop it off. It's just a good opportunity to integrate the power of the kingdom. When the time comes, we can eradicate the Green Nest, conquer the country of volcanoes, and unify the entire north."

The deputy dean frowned for a moment and said, "Go and talk to them. Just say that I have gained some insights from my practice and need to retreat for a few days. It is not convenient for me to take action at the moment."

"This..." The man was stunned and looked at his dean with some doubts in his eyes.

"This was arranged by the old guy." The vice-dean had to take the title of dean of the college. After all, he seldom took care of things and lacked prestige in the college.

The man hesitated for a moment, and after bidding farewell to the vice-president, he quickly came to the entrance of the college and said to the palace envoy who was waiting here: "I'm sorry to keep the envoy waiting for so long."

 In the end, the two sides broke up on bad terms, and the envoy quickly rushed back to the palace and reported the response from Spark Academy to the king.

This time, all parties have retained some strong men. The royal family has retained two seventh-level people, while the Spark Academy has retained a vice-president, who is also a seventh-level magician.

 The chaos in the royal capital today is felt by everyone living here.

He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Now that civil strife suddenly breaks out in the royal capital, and the main army of the kingdom is outside, it is the time when the strength of the royal capital is empty. At this moment, the strength of the royal capital may not be able to suppress the civil strife immediately. If we refuse the palace I'm afraid it won't be easy to get along with you in the future..." He simply said that we are all hanging out in the Moshi Kingdom. We rejected the request from the palace today, and we will just wait to wear small shoes in the future.

The room that was supposed to be empty of other people suddenly heard another person's voice, and a figure emerged from the room. It was the National Preceptor of the Moshi Kingdom.

The vice-president chuckled lightly and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, just tell him that."

“I'm sorry, your Excellency, Vice-President, had some insights yesterday and is currently practicing in seclusion, so...” The man looked embarrassed, as if he felt guilty for not being able to help.

 The vice-president was silent for a while and asked, "Did you tell me what it was about?"

Although he is a seventh-level powerhouse and the vice-president of Spark Academy, with a high position of authority, he has been focusing on cultivation for many years and does not participate in the government affairs of the kingdom, so he does not know much about the undercurrents within the Moshi Kingdom.

"Dean Biqier, what did he say..." The messenger asked directly without being polite to him.

Even though Spark Academy has many seventh-level experts, compared with the Kingdom, their strength is far insufficient.

The man quickly replied: "His Majesty the King asks you and the teachers of the college to take action to eliminate the cult members and suppress the civil strife in the capital."

The middle-aged man frowned, and then called back. A man who looked to be in his forties came in from outside the door, with a hurried expression, "Dean, someone from the palace has been sent over, right outside the college."

"Come in."

 “I understand, please step back.”

 When the messenger left and the king was the only one left in the room, he suddenly said to himself, "It's true, those guys' hands did reach in, and I don't know how many people joined their camp."

 “The royal palace…”

 Then, he hesitated again: "But..."

 “Just say what the Imperial Preceptor has to say,” the king said with a frown.

"Those Yongye cultists who have infiltrated are not large in number, but they are not weak in strength. If we only rely on the various families and the imperial army, I am afraid they will not be able to solve them quickly. If we want to suppress them quickly, your Majesty will need your help." The teacher was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that those cultists would be so powerful and all of them had special skills.

"Isn't there just a few hundred people? When did the kingdom's army become so fragile that it can't even handle a few hundred sixth-level soldiers!" The king frowned, his tone a little dissatisfied, even though the main army was sent to the Green Nest, At this moment, there are still a large number of extraordinary warriors in the royal capital.

"There are more than a few hundred sixth-level people, and there are four seventh-level ones, and the fighting power of those believers is very strong. Ordinary warriors of the same level are not their enemies at all." The national preceptor had to explain, lest His Majesty the King think that he His ability was not good enough. As he said this, he glanced at His Majesty the Kingdom's side.

"Indeed, as the National Preceptor said, those Eternal Night Cultists are extremely powerful. I'm afraid we won't be able to quickly deal with them just relying on the power of the Forbidden Army and the major families." Another figure emerged, that was the secret guard beside the king. Commander.

“What should we do according to the advice of the national advisor?” the king asked.

“Go with all your strength, don't delay, we must keep all these seventh-level experts here.” The national master's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said coldly.

There are currently three seventh-level members in the kingdom, including one from the Spark Academy, one from the Adventurer's Guild, two from the royal family, and one from the family. Even if the academy does not listen to orders, it is still on par with the Eternal Night Cult.

But this is only the apparent strength. No one knows the real strength except the king.

"good."

The king was silent for a while, then nodded slowly, "I will send the Secret Guard and Dragon Hunting Guard to your command. We must deal with these cultists as soon as possible..."

“Your Majesty, please rest assured.” The Imperial Master replied cautiously. "That…"

Just as the king was about to speak, a fourth voice sounded in the room. The man asked directly: "Is this your trump card?" The voice came from the corner of the room, and there was a person standing there. I don't know when he was standing there. , looking at him, he seemed to have been listening for a while.

"who!?"

The Imperial Master looked horrified, and when he turned around to look, he didn't notice a person standing here at all.

The secret guard leader moved forward, protecting the king, and looked at the masked figure solemnly.

“Who are you and why did you sneak into the palace late at night?” The king yelled while delivering the message.

“You are planning to deal with my Lord's church, why don't you even know me?” Su Xingyu looked at the three of them and said softly.

 “Eternal Night Cultist.”

 The Imperial Master had a gloomy look on his face. He did not expect that the Yongye Divine Cult actually had an eighth level existence.

 Yes, even now, the Moshi Kingdom only feels that there is a connection between the Yongye Cult and the Yezhan side, and is not sure that the two sides are in the same group.

 Because it doesn't make sense, with two eighth-level powerhouses, they can completely divide the Moshi Kingdom directly, instead of developing it secretly like now.

"It would be more accurate to call me the Envoy of Eternal Night."

Su Xingyu smiled and glanced at the middle-aged king, "You don't have to try to ask for help. This room has been covered by my power. Without my permission, no information can be spread."

 “What do you want, Your Excellency?”

The king was very puzzled. He couldn't understand what the Eternal Night Cult was doing at all.

 “The whole kingdom.”

 Now, Su Xingyu doesn't mind letting the other party die clearly.

  The secret guard commander and the national master looked at each other, and then nodded.

Subsequently, the secret guard commander no longer hesitated, a battle armor appeared on his body, a giant sword in his hand, burning energy and blood, and rushed towards Su Xingyu.

 The state counselor picked up the king with one hand, turned around and ran away.

Boom—

With the energy and blood burning in his body, the giant sword slashed down towards Su Xingyu. With a bang, the giant sword slashed through his figure without any hindrance, splitting him in two.

 It feels right, but no blood splatters.

A black shadow appeared behind the secret guard commander like a flash. Feeling the danger, the secret guard commander suddenly swung his sword and swept across. Before his body could turn, countless dark vines wrapped around his feet, firmly fixing his body and limbs, making him unable to move. Every cent.

 “Ahhhh——”

The secret guard commander roared angrily, a violent momentum erupted from his body, and his body size suddenly grew, trying to break the shackles of the "dark vines". As he struggled, the whole room trembled.

The dark vines connecting the entire room were actually unable to withstand his power.

 “Good strength.”

Su Xingyu praised him, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. The long sword transformed from the power of darkness pushed forward and instantly penetrated the heart of the secret guard commander.

However, even if the heart was penetrated, the secret guard commander did not die directly. For a seventh-level powerhouse, the heart is no longer fatal.

So Su Xingyu waved his hand again, a thin black line crossed his neck, a **** head flew up, and the secret guard leader's extremely strong body fell backwards.

 In just a few breaths, a seventh-level powerhouse fell here.

Although King Moshi was taken away by the national preceptor, Su Xingyu was not anxious at all and slowly walked out of the room.

I saw the national advisor and the king not far away, looking at the sky completely covered by the power of darkness. Even though they were not ordinary people and had strong hearts, they couldn't help but feel despair at this moment.

 The entire Moshi Palace was covered in darkness.

Hand held empty in his right hand, the staff appeared. Su Xingyu looked at the soldiers surrounding him from a distance, with a smile on his face.

Dark radiance rose from his body, converged into a pillar of light, and rushed towards the dome.

Hold up the entire dark curtain like an Optimus Pillar.

 “Let's fight the boss.”

 Green Nest Forest.

After half a day of fierce fighting, the battle here is coming to an end. The monster army below has been dispersed and fell into the strangulation of the kingdom's coalition forces.

The battlefield between the high-level powerhouse and the green dragon has also moved dozens of miles away. This is not because both sides are afraid of accidentally injuring their subordinates. Not to mention whether they can be injured, even if they can be injured, they will not care at this time.

 The reason why the battlefield was moved was entirely because the green dragon wanted to run away.

 There is no way, there are too many opponents, so many that the green dragon doesn't think he can win.

Facing a certain death situation, after the last wave of outbursts at home failed to scare off the opponent, even if they were reluctant to part with the wealth under the Green Nest, the Green Dragon had to give up and chose to escape.

 While fighting and running, he ran outside.

But running so far is already the limit. Since the Green Nest is to be eradicated, the kingdom has imagined that the green dragon will escape, so it has already had countermeasures in place.

 “Ouch—human beings, you deserve to die!!”

The black figure quickly flashed to the side of the green dragon and slashed out with another knife. The green dragon's wings received new injuries. It roared angrily, turned its head and spit out a breath of blue-green dragon breath. Ye Zhan turned around and flew out, avoiding the incoming attack. Dragon Breath.

The green dragon's body is covered with scars, including elemental blows, gang energy slashes, and other types of injuries. The three most serious injuries are the night battle's slash, which almost cut off its head, and the dragon-hunting crossbow. The shot directly penetrated the dragon wing on the right side, and a fist mark broke several bones.

At this time, there are two main forces on the battlefield besieging the Green Dragon: Night Fighter, who is in the eighth-level legendary realm, and Avery, who is wearing a strange armor and whose aura has been raised to the eighth level.

As for the other seventh-level experts, they can only assist outside at this time and use long-range attacks to continuously aggravate the green dragon's injuries.

The green dragon has been forced to a dead end. No one wants to fight it at this time, so they all choose to consume it.

 Another two hours passed.

Hunted by Avery's punch to the back, the green dragon let out an unwilling roar and fell to the ground helplessly.

 Ye Zhan quickly caught up with him and cut off the green dragon's ferocious head with one more stab.

 With the death of the powerful enemy, Ye Zhan breathed a sigh of relief.

 At this moment, something unexpected happened.

Avery slowly landed on the ground, then stepped on the ground suddenly, jumped towards Ye Zhan, punched out, and hit Ye Zhan in the head.

 (End of this chapter)

Chapter end