Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 In the penultimate round before dawn, the Stuarts who were in the palace discussing the retreat with the church were attracted by a voice. Everyone looked at the door of the meeting room, where Sarhi II was standing.

　　 Nolan’s Jenkins snorted and looked at the king who had fallen asleep on the chessboard opposite, without comment.

Chapter 1719 The first thousand six hundred and ninety-two black stars

　　 "Father, how can you..."

　　 "I'm so fed up, what are you guys doing?"

　　 Luen, the demigod Mr. Rosier, who was standing at the table and looking at the map, put down his pencil and interrupted the meeting between the father and son. He frowned and looked at the door of Salsh II. He just retreated from the frontal battlefield and came back to discuss a hasty retreat plan:

"You should explain to us what the royal family is doing? To be honest, I was surprised to learn that the prince and princesses had returned to Luen in the middle of the night, but then because of the appearance of the snowmen army, I didn't even bother to ask them. Origin. But now even you...clone?"

　　 Mr. Rosier saw the current state of Sarhi II, and the other benefactors present also slightly raised their heads to look at the king of this country:

"We need an explanation. Your Majesty, is the Yeti Legion related to you? Also, since the beginning of this war to defend Roen, I found that the people who participated in the war seemed to be something wrong. There are strange forces hovering over Roen. Don't say that it has nothing to do with you."

　　 The only person present who knew the truth in advance was Dolores. She wanted to speak for her father to explain, but the clone of Salhi II, in fact, was Salhi II, waving her hands to keep her children silent.

　　 "The situation is urgent now. I have to come forward and direct the whole city to retreat. If the church has any questions about this matter, please be patient and wait until the retreat is over. I will tell you everything."

　　 He looked at the people in the room and saw that the church party still saw him, so he added:

　　 "Of course, I can admit now that I did violate the requirements of the Tower Agreement."

　　 As long as he is willing to admit this, the church will no longer be entangled in the reason why the Stuart family suddenly returned to Run. And the return of the king is indeed able to better assist in the Ruen retreat. Sarhi II's prestige in the country is very high, and things will be much simpler with him.

　　 From the eyes of the people next to Nolan's chessboard, things have become a little weird. The real Sarhi II fell asleep in front of them, but in the city of Ruen shown on the chessboard, the king of the northern kingdom did not look like a forgery.

The two have not spoken at the same time. Once the king of Nolan speaks, the king of Ruen will be in a trance or even unable to stand; and once the king of Ruen is acting, the king of Nolan will lose his soul. Looks like.

　　 "This can't be done, Your Majesty, isn't this the equivalent of you being a chess player out of the game?"

　　 Taking advantage of Salhi II's "wake up" again, Nolan's Jenkins accused, Salhi II shook his head:

　　 "I never said that I can't go off the court personally. In fact, if you have the means, you can go off the court personally. I won't mind."

　　 Jenkins looked at the opponent with a regretful look, but finally decided to take a look at the situation for a while before deciding whether to take the risk and head to Ruen.

　　Sarhi II saw that Jenkins didn't answer, he thought he was choked by himself, so he brought his consciousness back to Roen again, so although it looked like there were five people on the chessboard, he had actually become four people.

　　 "Jenkins, do you think this game can still tell the outcome?"

　　 Seeing his father "leave", the princess asked Jenkins.

"Of course the winner can be distinguished. Since your father had Luen ahead of schedule, he must also have an artifact in his hand that represents the power of the royal family. I think he probably made up his mind and will perform best before dawn. Choose one of the good people to give that artifact."

　　 "But in this situation, will my father continue the duel?"

　　 Yanni Stuart asked again.

"He doesn't want to go on the duel, he has to go on the duel, after all, his time is running out... Oh, I forget that if no one wins, then you are the queen... ..."

　　 "No, I won't be a queen. My father never thought about it like this."

　　 The princess interrupted Jenkins, without a trace of expression on her tight face. She looked at Jenkins calmly:

　　 "I'm not Dolores, I knew it early, and I didn't have a chance from the beginning."

　　 Ruen's situation was as expected by Jenkins. Alexia didn't want the Yeti Army to occupy Ruen at all, so after occupying most of the land in the northern city, the speed of the offensive slowed down significantly.

This gave the human side an opportunity to arrange an evacuation. In the case of the king personally mobilizing, although most citizens still do not understand why they have to abandon the capital, because of the trust in the royal family, and the strangeness of seeing the heat rising from the north of the city and the south city The scene, let people finally make up their minds.

A large number of people rushing to the streets with their parcels and suitcases ran along the streets to the south under the yelling of the police. One hour before dawn, which was the last two rounds of the duel, Salsh II I spend part of the time in Ruen, and returning to Nolan is just to direct the next action before the start of the round, and use props to increase the hope of life for the people of Ruen.

　　 This was a good time for Jenkins to get involved, but Jenkins was very fascinated and followed the actions of Salhi II, as if he also cared about the people in the northern capital.

　　 "I do care about the innocent people. Although there have been almost no dead since the early hours of the morning, I want to ensure that this disaster will not cause major casualties in the future."

　　 Jenkins explained to the princess that the latter would naturally not believe it. But the other two princesses who are still in the world seem to believe it. They looked at Jenkins a little differently, but then Yanni Stuart who discovered this was scolded:

　　 "You see that men still have problems with their vision. They are too immature. Don't be fooled by this person's appearance and words."

　　 She still cares about her sisters who have no conflict of interest with her.

　　 "Don't say that to me. Not long ago, your father praised Dolores for her good vision... Oh, they finally came. I thought these people were going to be late."

　　 "What's coming?"

　　 The princesses were puzzled, and then saw Jenkins lift up the hand stroking the chocolate to point to the chessboard. At the royal palace in the center of the chessboard, three black stars suddenly appeared.

　　 This represents another camp, no matter what kind of culture, black is not a friendly color.

　　 Everyone in the small meeting room of the palace was still busy wearing summer clothes, far away from the battlefield in the northern city, and the temperature suddenly rose back to normal summer levels.

　　 The frowning King Salhi II put the signed document on the table and took the towel to wipe the sweat from his face. Although this clone is healthy, the weakness of the soul still makes it difficult for him to persist in such long-term actions.

　　 Suddenly his face stiffened, and the king of the northern kingdom covered his heart in pain, and fell directly on the ground before he could call for help.

　　PS: There is always a real villain in this matter, otherwise, what's the point of asking Jenkins to fight the Snowman Army? So the tool man is online again. In addition, Salhi II did not die, but passed out, don't get me wrong.

Chapter 1720 Chapter 1693 The Escape of the Stuarts

Seeing King Salhi II fell to the ground, Mr. Rosier from the Church of the Sages immediately helped him up, and with his golden fingers resting on top of Salhi II’s head, a puff of black smoke came from the king’s Overflowing from temples.

　　 "Curse."

　　 Mr. Rosier simply said:

　　 "Sure enough, the people who helped him didn't have any good intentions."

　　 Everyone looked over, but Mr. Rosier signaled them not to panic and just do their own thing.

　　He asked the physicians from Nature Church to come over, so that Salot and Dolores could temporarily take care of the king whose eyes were widened, as if he could not close it, and then stretched out his hand and twisted it gently in the air. With this action, a black line of fog appeared from the center of the eyebrows of Salci II and continued to connect to the outside of the meeting room.

　　 One of the pictures of the chessboard followed Mr. Rosier all the time. He didn't let anyone follow him, but followed the line alone to search. Finally, in the back garden of the palace, he saw the figures represented by the three black stars.

　　 There are two men and one woman, dressed in traditional black formal wear, brown hunting suit and black gauze skirt. The three of them were obviously waiting for Mr. Rosier. The moment Mr. Rosier stepped into the garden, the red flesh and blood buried deep in the garden sprayed out of the soil like a fountain, smashing like rain. To the ground.

　　 "Three demigods..."

　　 Jenkins groaned, not thinking that this was a big deal, but instead felt that the three demigods were a bit lacking. After all, this is a conspiracy related to a whole country, which can be related to the fate of one third of the human beings in the material world. At the end, there were only three demigods, which really didn't match the importance of this matter.

　　 Without any accident, Mr. Rosier accused the people in front of him for attempting to murder Sarhi II and summoned the Yeti Army to destroy Luen. But the three strangers didn't intend to pay any attention to Mr. Rosier at all, and did not intend to defend themselves, but directly did it.

　　 There are currently four demigods in Luen, of which three are on the front line and are dealing with the yeti army. In a hurry, Mr. Rosier is not the opponent of the three demigods.

　　 The explosion and the strange light and shadow that followed when they met each other quickly attracted the attention of others in the palace. People in the Orthodox Church all know what this means, so hurry up and let people leave here soon.

　　 The people in the conference room and the rest of the palace left separately. With the Stuarts, a team of night watchmen standing by in the rear, as well as some clergymen and royal guards in charge of clerical records work.

　　 They got a stretcher from nowhere. The Stuarts personally carried his father on the stretcher. Under the protection of church gifters and ordinary attendants, they bypassed the back garden and prepared to leave through the front door. Of course, neither Dolores nor Salot carried a stretcher. The former was a very young princess, while the latter had a prosthetic left arm. It was impossible for them to carry the stretcher.

　　 It was sultry in the meeting room just now, but the more you go north, the cooler the temperature. When the crowd finally came to the front gate of the palace, the temperature dropped to the point where the people in single clothes shivered.

　　 There was a scream, and the night guarding the group of people and the night watchmen of the secret church immediately raised their hands. The invisible spirit gathered into an indescribable dull round celestial body, stopped by the red flesh and blood that would shoot from behind.

　　 The flesh and blood fell on the ground and still did not lose their vitality. They crawled towards the crowd. The invisible flesh and blood appeared in the shape of human faces, but before they could speak, they were burned into black charcoal with fire by the nearby benefactor.

　　 Everyone looked at the place where the mass of flesh and blood came, and that direction was the back garden of the royal palace. Just at this moment, the strange golden light exploded, and then with the click of gears that seemed to sound from the bottom of my heart, a chill caused everyone to get goose bumps.

　　 Black smoke burst out of the golden light and crashed into the crowd. As the black smoke exploded, a demigod wearing a brown hunting suit appeared in front of the crowd.

　　 "You go first."

　　 The bearded night watchman captain who was in charge of guarding the group said, and the members of his team rushed over.

　　 "Go ahead."

　　 Salot Stuart repeated it aloud, knowing that ordinary people are useless in such a battle. They can only watch the church's gifters all get involved, and the group of them crossed the gate and fled down the hill.

　　 There are not many people in this group. In addition to the Stuarts, there are civilian officers from the army and ordinary clergy who are sent by the Orthodox Church to cooperate and agree on a retreat plan.

　　Although the biggest baggage is Sarhi II, most of the others just hold documents, but their speed is not fast. Although the predicament here can be easily solved as long as the frontline and the snowmen's demigod can be adjusted to one, but at least a group of people must avoid danger before the arrival of reinforcements.

But things tend to develop in the worst direction. Almost all of them left the palace entrance just now. Before they had time to express their opinion on the extreme cold temperature at the northern foot of the hill, another burst of black smoke broke through the golden light and flew out. , And then fell accurately in front of everyone.

　　 The black smoke dissipated to the surroundings as soon as it fell, and then the man in the black formal suit in the smoke gradually became clear. The smoke did not leave and was dissipated. On the contrary, the black mist wrapped around the man, and the invisible smoke and dust swayed around him, looking very strange.

　　 "Shoot!"

　　 Even if he knew it was useless, Salot still asked the people around him to fight back. Now there is this weird black mist man in front, and the royal palace group that just escaped in the back. It seems that there is really no way to escape. After all, the group of people are ordinary people...

　　 He looked at his sister.

Dolores took a deep breath and then raised her hand. Following the sublimation of the crackling water in the air, she pressed close to her back. First the boots appeared, and then the ice swordsman holding the ice sword was summoned. come out.

Perhaps it was the yeti army’s offensive that unilaterally changed the surrounding environment, or perhaps Dolores had made progress recently. The ice swordsman who appeared this time has a more specific image and more detailed decorations on his body. At the same time, he has armor and weapons. The attached ancient runes are also more diverse.

　　 Although it is still not as good as it looks in Jenkins' hands, at least it is no longer a simple sword-wielding fighter.

　　 Swordsman opened his eyes and looked forward when he appeared, then he dashed away from behind Dolores, and rushed towards the man carrying the black mist. Every time its feet step on the ground, it will leave a smooth ice footprint on the ground. When the swordsman approaches the man, even the black mist dancing in the air is frozen by the low temperature.

　　 The swordsman jumped up one by one, and slashed with both hands with swords in his hands. With the force of the fall, the split was so swift and violent that even the people behind it could hear the sound of the ice blade breaking through the air.

　　 An unstoppable blow hit the man's head, but was easily stopped by a hand. The demigod held the sword in one hand, and the other hand wrapped in the black mist directly drew towards the swordsman's heart. After wearing the ice-breaking armor, it penetrated the entire body, and as the fist was clenched in the swordsman's body, it was wrapped around the fist. The black mist exploded directly in the ice, blasting the Ice Swordsman into scattered ice cubes, and even fell on the body of Salxi II on a stretcher in the distance.

　　 Dolores turned pale, and the sisters behind him immediately supported her. She coughed violently, bleeding from her nostrils and eyes.

　　 "So, you are the only gifter of this generation of Stuart family?"

　　 The man asked, slowly lowering his hand, the Hampawo lingua franca he used was very stiff, and he could hear a clear southern accent.

　　 Seeing Dolores covering her mouth with her handkerchief to prevent blood from flowing out, he looked at all Stuart in front of him:

　　 "So the Ice Soul must be on one of you."

　　 This sentence is quite right. Now, except for the young children who cannot participate in government affairs, all Stuarts have gathered in front of him, including King Salot Stuart. If the Ice Soul is in the Stuart family, then it must belong to the person in front of him, and his judgment is quite accurate.

　　 "Who is it then?"

　　 said, the black mist surrounding him diffused forward, as if to swallow everyone in front of him. But at this moment, Dolores' chest exuded golden light, and the power of the pendant engraved with Jenkins's real name forced the black mist back.

　　 "Are you from the Fragrance Appreciation Committee?"

　　 Dolores, whose face was pale, seemed to have recovered from the power of the pendant, but her tone was still very weak.

　　 "No, I'm from the tree house, but I worked on the committee for a while, and now I just returned to the original organization."

　　 The man said, tidying up the collar of his formal suit, and looking at the golden light with interest:

"Which god's power is this? No, it doesn't matter. If you are a clergyman and have such a supernatural object close to the holy thing, I am afraid I will not be able to take you away for a while. But it's a pity, You don’t believe in the God who helped you."

　　The black mist seemed to emerge from every pore of his, and the demigod of the tree house was instantly submerged by the black mist. The gushing mist eroded the golden light of the pendant on Dolores' chest, forcing the group to retreat, but everyone knew that the pendant would not last long.

　　 "Aren't you going to make a move?"

　　 Next to the chessboard, the princess in Nolan asked Jenkins. Jenkins stroked the cat on his lap with one hand and leaned over to look at what happened inside the chessboard.

　　 "I don't need me now."

　　 The voice was very flat, and the cat who knew him knew that Jenkins was angry.

　　 After speaking, Jenkins stood up and walked around the table in the alert eyes of the three princesses and came to the sleeping King Salhi II. He was severely injured in Luen because of the clone. Although the consciousness and soul of the ontology have returned to Nolan, he still has not regained consciousness.

　　 Jenkins put his hand on the old king's lowered wrist, slowly detecting the physical state of the opponent. Soon he released his hand and let the index finger of his right hand filled with emerald green brilliance point to the forehead of Sarhi II.

Chapter 1721 The first thousand six hundred and ninety-four

　　 As if a gust of wind blew by, the moment Jenkins’s finger touched his head, all of Sarhi II’s hair and clothes were dancing backwards. But it was only this moment. When Jenkins took his finger back, nothing changed except to mess up His Majesty's hairstyle.

　　 "Your father is okay, at least he won't die this month."

　　 He said softly, then sat back in his seat and continued to look at Luen's situation.

　　 "The Tower Agreement is not a requirement..."

　　 The princess asked with a somewhat complicated expression. Of course she was happy that Jenkins was willing to help her father, but she didn't understand why he suddenly changed his mind. Yanni Stuart knew that her sister would certainly not have thought of asking this man to help, but he had never helped Sarhi II.

　　 "In just a few hours, your father has violated enough clauses. I don't care about one more. And I can't change his death, it's just a delay."

　　 Just after Jenkins's voice fell, there was a new change in Ruen on the chessboard. The pendant on Dolores' chest finally extinguished the light. Facing the black mist that was about to engulf everyone, Her Royal Highness found the right time and threw out a strangely shaped metal object in her pocket.

　　 The metal object is triangular as a whole, with round metal pieces of dark gold attached to the three corners. The three circles are connected to each other with metal cross bars outside the circumference, forming a larger equilateral triangle on the outside of the triangle.

　　 As soon as he let go, the dark golden sunken lines on the surface of the object flashed. After contacting the black mist, the dark golden light directly penetrated the mist.