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0479 The Ultimate Saint, Gray and White Academy!(2/6)

Something was wrong with him. Raman was the seventh prince of the Feathermen Palace.

His father is an eighth-level strongman, the King of Feathers, Rafdeman.

After hearing that the Saint of the Ultimate Way was going to confront the Three Realms and Four Lands in such a grand manner.

The Flame Wolf Sage also had no confidence in his heart. He was worried that the Three Realms and Four Lands would send strong men to attack him.

Unexpectedly, in just one month, people from the Feather People clan would come.

After thinking for a while, the Flame Wolf Sage said:

"Sir Raman, this land of runes has been the residence of my human race since ancient times. The envoys of your feathered people have been arrogant and domineering on our territory time and time again. We only expelled them and did not kill them. We have done our best to benevolent and righteous."

Raman's face turned cold.

"What do you mean? It seems that you think you can fight against us because of the bewitchment of the Ji Dao Saint Lao Shizi. Are your wings stiff? Dismiss the Saint Council immediately and destroy those stupid academies. Otherwise, the Yumen clan will

We will officially send troops to Rune Land, don't forget the "Covenant of the Seven Clans" of the past."

The Flame Wolf Saint smiled and said:

"Your Excellency, you are joking. The Seven Clans Covenant was signed by you, the Three Realms and the Four Lands. It has nothing to do with our Rune Lands and cannot interfere with our own affairs. We just want to protect ourselves. After all, the giant beast restricted area has been attacking us for decades.

When a war is launched, the people are in dire straits, starvation is everywhere, and rivers of blood flow. You must have seen this on Hamin Island."

Raman snorted:

"The giant beast restricted area violates the covenant, and our other tribes will definitely send troops, but this is not the reason for your rebellion. Hand over the Ji Dao Saint, and the other elders of your Saint Council can save their lives, otherwise the Sky Island Army will kill them.

Runeterra will regret it after coming here."

The Flame Wolf Saint shook his head.

"Your Excellency, please come back."

Raman laughed angrily and clapped:

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

"Since Rune City is determined to confront us, don't blame us for going on a killing spree."

Raman's figure rushed into the sky and disappeared.

Saint Yanlang looked sad. Other saints also came outside and sighed:

"Next, a full-scale war will break out with the Feather People. Our strength is not enough. I don't know what Tianzun will do?"

It didn't take long.

The Council of Saints announced that Runeterra has entered a state of full war preparation.

Every city and every organization must prepare to face the Feathermen army.



Central Saint Laurent.

Heart Sea East.

Decades ago, the world underwent drastic changes, and a sacred mountain outside the sky fell here.

There are mountains and mountains, endless and endless.

A new meeting place was formed.

The emergence of the Holy Mountain has brought many resources, materials, and opportunities that the Saint Laurent Continent has never had.

At the same time, it also brought overwhelming black beasts.

In addition to the behemoth restricted area, the other six major alien races sent their own armies and land reclamation teams to explore and discover the sacred mountain. During this period, large-scale bloody conflicts inevitably occurred.

What started as a small friction gradually evolved into a large-scale war that stretched across three realms and four places.

Because of the [Seven Clans Covenant], the balance of the Three Realms and Four Lands has lasted for a long time.

But after such a long period of development, some giants are far stronger than before.

They must be dissatisfied with the original power structure and division.

Taking advantage of this battle for the sacred mountain, I want to expand my territory and gain more say.

Haemon Island Station.

A feathered man with a hooked nose had his hands behind his back, listening to the report of his subordinates.

It is the eldest prince of the Feathermen clan, and it is now at the early stage of level eight. It is just that it is kept secret, as the trump card of the Feathermin clan. It is reserved for the future to catch its competitors by surprise.

"Haha, this Rune Land wants to rebel while we are in civil strife in the Three Realms and Four Lands."

"It's just a dying struggle. What kind of saint is it? Even if it is a saint of royal power, so what? Every time a saint of royal power tries to resist, Runeland will only be severely damaged and cannot recover for thousands of years. These inferior humans,

I just like to be smart."

"Pass the order, let the second and third sons each lead an elite Feathermen Heavenly Army to attack Rune Land. Our Feathermen clan has been dormant for a long time. Now we no longer need to share the Saint Laurent Continent with other alien races. We will take this opportunity to

Rune Land took it under its wing, and used all those rune masters as slaves, tattooed them with the feather slave marks, and exiled them to this sacred mountain to fight."



Yumin Tiandao.

A giant island floating in the sky.

It is 30,000 miles long from east to west and 20,000 miles wide from north to south, making it the first wonder of the Saint Laurent continent.

The island is surrounded by clouds, mist, fairy birds, and waterfalls falling from the edge to the mainland.

Looking from a distance, it looks like white horses flying across the sky.

There are seven princes in the Yumen clan, all of whom have extraordinary skills.

The eldest prince is at the beginning of the eighth level.

The other six are also at the mid-level, late-level, and even peak levels of level seven.

Now, over Tiandao, two battle groups composed of tens of thousands of elite feathered people were arrayed in the air.

They are just high-spirited and have a confident temperament.

The Feathermen are always aloof and powerful.

The level of wisdom and civilization is also higher than the average level of Saint Laurent.

Therefore, they like to call ethnic groups other than them barbarians.

All the Feathermen are good at wind spell-like abilities.

They call it "the art of divine wind" and even call themselves the "Celestial Clan".

The second and third princes headed by them, one is at the peak of level seven, and the other is at the late level of level seven. Such an elite battle group can compete with the ace battle group of the top wizard organization.

It is indeed not difficult to conquer Rune Land this time.

The second prince wore golden silk armor, golden scale boots, and held a golden spear in his hand.

It said:

"Rune Land expelled our Feathermen envoys and openly confronted us. My father has given the order to go to Rune Land and completely incorporate it into our Feathermen territory!"

The Yumen warriors raised their weapons one after another, their momentum soaring into the sky.

"The Celestial Clan is invincible!"

"Crush the barbarians!"

The second prince smiled and said:

With such elite soldiers and generals, this rune land can be destroyed in a month!"

The third prince said:

"But you still have to be careful of the Ji Dao Saint who suddenly appears. This person is suspected to be at level eight and can easily kill late-level seven black beasts."

The second prince said:

"It doesn't matter, I have already borrowed one of the two treasures of the Zhen clan from my father, [Wind Destruction of a Realm]. This treasure has killed the king of the past, so why not kill another one?"

When the third prince heard this, he looked overjoyed.

"That should be stable."

The second prince said loudly:

"Army attack!"

The feathered soldiers whipped up strong winds and flew out howling.

Just as he started to take action, he saw a black-armored swordsman in front of him.

He relied on the void to control the air, walking step by step, exuding an invisible aura that only comes from years of killing.

This momentum made the feathered soldiers feel as if they were facing thousands of troops.

They even had the illusion that the black-armored swordsman had killed more creatures than them.
To be continued...
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