Faced with this sudden news, the nobles present forgot their panic just now.
Shock and confusion intertwined in everyone's heart.
ah?
what happened?
The eldest prince's eyes widened when he heard this.
In desperation, he dropped the golden cane in his hand and grabbed the officer's soft armor collar.
He took a deep breath, his eyes trembling, with disbelief written all over his face:
"What did you say!"
"Tell me now, immediately, immediately!"
"what are you talking about!!!"
The officer leaned back slightly, his eyes showing the hollowness of an abyss of despair, as if his soul was being swallowed by bottomless darkness.
He was so anxious that he almost cried. The corners of his mouth were slightly depressed, and his whole body was shaking weakly.
"Your Highness..."
"The southern front has been attacked by monsters."
"The front line is lost, the signal is blocked, and the news cannot be spread out by any means."
The eldest prince felt his hands become weak and slowly let go of the collar in his hands. The officer fell to the ground suddenly.
He felt weak all over, and his legs were extremely weak. He took several steps back and almost fell down.
At this moment, Oban's eyes fell on the door of the banquet hall.
There lay a trembling horse, foaming at the mouth.
The horse, exhausted, collapsed to the ground and twitched the silk of the ground.
Breathing in the air, it seems that it will lose its life at any time.
Many elves on the side looked at the horses that were about to embark on their journey to hell, with worries on their faces.
They stepped forward with compassion and stroked the horses' shiny hair with their hands.
Rays of bright green light emerged from their palms and flowed into the heart along the horse's veins.
However, even the natural energy of the elves was of no help.
The horse's condition has not improved yet and it still looks like it is dying.
Gwen came over and reached out to touch the horse's neck.
Feeling a slight and irregular pulse, Gwen closed her eyes and shook her head.
She straightened up, bowed to the eldest prince, and reported:
"Your Highness, it is beyond saving."
This is the most sophisticated horse in the empire. It can travel thousands of miles in a day, and there will be no problem even if it runs for a day.
The horse was muscular and showed no symptoms of malnutrition.
But even so, he was still worked to death in such an emergency.
How urgent was the situation on the southern front?
So much so that the influence of the monster made the communication crystal ineffective, and even the mages stationed there had no time to repair the communication.
Or even rely on traditional manpower to deliver messages?
The eldest prince's face was filled with despair, his face became dull, and his eyes lost their former glory.
His body was leaning against the wall, like a doll that had lost its support.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something important and his eyes widened:
"Where's my father? Does my father know about this?"
He questioned the officer in front of him hysterically, his eyes red, completely gone from his usual elegant and calm look.
If Oberly knew about the fall of the southern part of the empire.
For him, the prince guarding the south, it was a huge disaster like the sky falling!
Why, he had obviously realized that a disaster might happen and had returned to the capital to ask for help.
Why is the South unwilling to give him a little more time?
After thinking about it, the eldest prince suddenly turned around.
No, why does he have such a problem?
Is this what we should be concerned about now?
Now that an officer has returned to the royal capital at high speed, and dares to break into the banquet, he will report directly.
This matter obviously can no longer be hidden.
It won't be long before everyone in the city knows about this.
What's even more horrifying is that the officer came back on a flesh-and-blood horse to report the news.
Messages are timely.
This officer simply outlasted a horse and ran back. It would take at least a day and a night to run like this.
In other words, the southern front line has been lost for a whole day.
If the monsters have already invaded the front line...
The eldest prince could no longer imagine it.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to force himself to calm down.
What to do now, does he have to go find his uncle...
Yes, go to your uncle, maybe he has another way, maybe he can solve this problem.
Just as the eldest prince was trying to calm down, Lipoot, wearing a straight dress, walked down from the second floor.
He was smiling and looking straight ahead.
However, when he saw the nobles hiding on both sides of the banquet hall, their faces were full of shock and horror, confusion and panic.
He still opened his eyes slightly, showing surprise.
"What the hell happened?"
Lipoot's voice echoed in the banquet hall, but the nobles were speechless.
The atmosphere in the banquet hall became heavier.
If something like this happened, this banquet would definitely not go on.
The eldest prince saw Lipoot coming downstairs and quickly thought of him and said:
"uncle……!"
The eldest prince saw Lipoot and hurriedly stepped forward.
His forehead was covered with sweat, his brows were furrowed, and he looked at Lipoot anxiously.
Lipoot stopped on the steps, his mysterious and noble golden eyes showing ripples like golden sand:
"Kid, calm down."
"Tell me, what happened?"
The eldest prince took a deep breath, tried to calm down the anxiety in his heart, and said in a deep voice:
"The South may be lost."
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding nobles seemed to wake up from their dreams.
They couldn't believe it.
It was originally just a report from an officer, but it still seemed incredible to them.
But now, even the eldest prince admitted it himself.
It was like a sharp needle piercing their hearts.
How can this be?
Obviously, the South has been guarded for so many years and has always remained so stable.
But now, they suddenly said.
The South is about to be lost?
Many nobles could not accept such a thing for a while, their eyes were full of despair, and they collapsed weakly next to the thick tree trunk.
"Is not likely to?"
"My family's property is still in the south, and you told me it was lost!?"
"My son, my son is still in the army..."
Countless nobles huddled in the corner of the banquet hall with their heads in their hands, grief, anger and panic intertwined on their faces.
Unacceptable shock filled their hearts.
The eldest prince stood there, listening to the hysterical wailing of the nobles, as if he felt steel needles piercing his back.
He did not dare to look back and face the pain of these nobles.
At this time, Lipoot walked up to the eldest prince and gently put his hand on his shoulder.
There was a hazy light shining in his mysterious golden eyes.
The eldest prince looked at those eyes, and his anxious heart gradually calmed down.
The rolling waves of a hundred feet seemed to be crossed by a divine light, and the turbulent sea suddenly fell silent.
"Son, I'm a businessman."
"Do you still remember the conditions we said?"
The light flowed down Lipoot's arm, and the golden stream of light stretched out from his fingertips and crossed the eldest prince's shoulders.
It was like a golden illusory bird appeared from the light and stood on Lipoot's shoulder.
"Any request requires a corresponding transaction."
Looking at the golden light emerging around Lipoot's body, complex emotions flashed in his eyes:
"I...I understand..."
"But……"
At this moment, a female voice sounded, interrupting the heavy atmosphere:
"Yeah, um, okay, I get it."
Liya walked through the golden banquet hall casually, holding a transparent crystal in her hand and putting it to her ear.
She said as she walked, came to Victor's side, completely ignored the nobles present, and said to him directly:
"News has come from the south. The bad news is that two fronts have been lost."
"But there is good news. The city has been saved."
Hearing Liya's voice, the eldest prince suddenly came back to his senses.
He stared at Liya in astonishment and asked in surprise:
"You...where did you hear the news?"
Even Lipoot, who was next to him, raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Liya.
However, Liya just stretched out a hand and put it on Victor's shoulder.
There was a hint of playfulness in the smile:
"My mage master is very considerate of your request. He sent people to the south a few days ago."
"certainly."
She stretched out her other hand, gently flipped her hair, glanced at Victor lightly, and said calmly:
"This is a paid item."
…
Empire South.
The clouds here cover the sun, and the blood-colored dark clouds completely block the skylight.
The flames of war continued to burn from all directions on the earth.
The sounds of soldiers fighting and the howls of monsters mixed together and spread across the blood-filled land.
The bodies of the adventurers also fell across the battlefield, and their flesh and blood intestines were pulled out for a long, long time, and finally buried in the soil.
The soldier's bones protruded from his armor, and his head was missing.
The corpses of the monsters were also piled up into a hill, and strange-colored blood was flowing, gathering into a river of mud.
Surrounded by a group of monsters, a pile of eerie bone spurs pierced and spread out from their center.
It was like a huge snow lotus blooming, piercing through countless monsters coming up.
Among the numerous large and small wounds on his body, Hera's blood dyed his clothes red.
One eye was injured and bleeding, and one hand was covering his injured arm.
Behind her, countless bone spurs stretched out, piercing through countless monsters coming from all directions.
But even in the face of such a ferocious Hera, the monsters still surged towards her like a tide, without any fear of death.
The pattern in one eye turned over and over again, blooming into countless heavy lines.
She raised her face, her eyes were empty, and a sense of despair went deep into her spinal cord.
The threat of death spread in her heart, which made Hera feel unprecedented fear.
Maybe this time, even she will stay in this wild land together.
However, in Hera's heart, there is still one last wish that has been lingering for a long time:
Lord Victor, it’s a pity that I haven’t been able to give you a child yet.
But suddenly, a tiny dark object flew from a distance, piercing the heads of dozens of monsters that were rushing toward her.
The monster's body swayed to the ground, and the blood soaked the soil.
At that moment, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Hera was slightly startled and looked down.
At that moment, her eyes widened suddenly.
Because, there is something that penetrates those dozen monsters.
Just, just a small stone...
Hera froze in place, looking at the blood-stained stone.
Kill so many monsters with just one stone?
How can this be! ?
Suddenly, the wind roared around him.
Hearing the sound of wind, Hera turned her head sharply.
Countless demi-humans wearing cloaks and various animal masks were rushing over her head.
Like hunters in the forest, they quickly pounced on the group of powerful monsters and hunted them as prey.
Is this... support coming?
Amidst the screams of the monsters, Hera's ears twitched slightly.
Her keen hearing allowed her to quickly detect the footsteps coming from around her.
No... maybe you can say that.
The other party had no intention of hiding his steps.
The dull footsteps sounded like an earthquake, reverberating throughout the battlefield.
Hera could only look up with difficulty.
It was a figure as strong as a hill.
He is a bear.
The huge bear-man walked up to her, as if he didn't even notice her presence.
He just bent down as if nothing had happened, and used his palm, which was so huge that it was comparable to the head of the monster next to him, to twist up the pebbles on the ground with great delicacy.
Finally, he straightened up and gently played with the small stone with his fingertips.
The other hand was placed by the ear, touching the communication crystal worn on the ear, and responded:
"Okay, Miss Leah."
The bear man lowered his hand and raised his head again.
Looking at the endless tide of beasts, it seemed like an overwhelming battlefield at the end of the world.
Along with this, carrying an invincible voice, it sounded faintly between the heaven and the earth like a loud bell:
"Plans changed."
"Push this front back to me."
