Chapter VII(2/2)
"You mean, humans will become bargaining chips or even hostages?"
"As long as the bottom line is not exceeded, Bisi humans will be perfect hostages. I have already made arrangements. When Cohen Keda comes to attack us, Bisi's defense will inevitably have loopholes." The false god king looked at Emine, "Peripheral
Are all the secret tribes ready?"
"Report to the king, everything is ready."
"Very good." The false god king didn't say anything more and just nodded.
"It's probably just the past two days!" The Pseudo Demon King turned his head and glanced at the floating islands outside.
At this time, the Four Seasons Courtyard does not have the scenery of the four seasons, because the Hell Island Palace has been connected with the palace on the top of Paradise Island. Outside the Four Seasons Courtyard is the apse platform of the Pseudo God Clan Palace, and a dozen floating islands are slowly drifting.
Countless figures trailed obvious traces of light as they shuttled back and forth. Their number was actually far more than the previous members of the Upper Clan...
"Actually, I'm looking forward to this battle." The False God King sighed, "It's been a long time since there were no enemies."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight fluctuation in the distance, like ripples on the water surface.
Emine raised her head, seemed to confirm again, and then said to the two kings: "They have appeared!"
Outside the seemingly endless mist, white flocculent pom-poms no bigger than a little finger floated in the air, like a complete dandelion, carried by the wind, slowly drifting into the mist. Filled with
The magical elements in the fog were stirred up, and the white pom-poms decomposed in the air, pulling out countless tiny strands, which opened like a spider web. The powerful perception was transmitted, sweeping hundreds of miles of sky and sea, and everyone was on the spot.
Captured two outer islands!
Suddenly, the surface of the "spider web" flashed with metallic luster, and then burned silently. The sharp light pierced the large fog and did not dissipate for a long time! The combined island of gods and demons was finally discovered. At this time, the calmness was broken.
It can't be anyone else but Cohen Kedar!
"Go and do your work!" the false god king whispered to Emine, "Wait a minute, we should arrange another seat, and put it here."
"Emnie." He pointed his finger at the empty space beside him, "I hope you can finally bring him here. To do this, you can use all necessary means."
"The King's will is my mission!" Emine bent down, bowed, and walked out expressionlessly.
At the same time, on the sea thousands of miles away from Paradise and Hell Island, a huge fleet was sailing through the wind and waves. On the largest cruiser in the fleet, Cohen Keda was also doing something similar to the False God King.
Matter - convene a military meeting.
Never fight an unprepared battle, this is a creed that every military strategist will abide by.
But what is depressing is that apart from the most basic things, the people of Sibia cannot prepare anything for the battle in front of them. The war system that she was most proud of in the past has extremely limited effect in this decisive battle. If nothing else, Sibia
Enemy intelligence, a prerequisite for a war in Asia, was still very poor at this time. Cohen even only knew the approximate location of the enemy.
However, the war cannot wait. The time limit given by the Source of Life is one month, but Cohen decided to try to advance it as much as possible. Any delay may allow the false god to accumulate more power.
They have controlled the world for so long, it can be said that they have a big business, and new advantages will be transformed every quarter of an hour.
"If we don't know them well, do they know us well?" Cohen's reason seems to be sufficient. "Now we are fighting on the same level. The gap will not be too big. We must have the confidence to win!"
When he said this, he crossed one leg and squatted lazily on the wooden bench, with white shadows and rocks standing behind him, and surrounded by his closest brothers.
In the inner circle are Moya, Geert, Marfa, Jack, Wadi, Wen, Mogadi, and Kenan; in the middle circle are Leighton Lorenzo, Nizan, Yarsad Saran, Dinah, and Lip
, Jiadenan, Shande; and on the outside are more than a dozen middle-level generals and leaders of various tribes and returnees.
Chapter completed!