The general left to prepare for Gulant's request. Gulant's former aide-de-camp, who was now the City Lord's butler, Buddy, came to the City Lord's side and said, "Sir, aren't we going to report this matter?"
Grant snorted and said, "Report it. Don't you think Bali doesn't care enough and stretch his hands long enough? Look at what our Grand Warlord has done since he came to Mokedan. My dear Mr. Bardi, your lordship is almost a mere figurehead. "
"A Dark King appeared in the wasteland. On the surface, everyone scoffed at it, including me. But in reality, anyone with a brain would know that there had never been a common ruler in the wasteland for hundreds of years. Now that such a character had popped out, how could it be simple? It was just that no one was willing to admit it. Now that this Dark King had come to Mo Ke Dan, it was definitely not simple, didn't he have a hundred thousand troops stationed outside Gale City? Mokedan and the Great Desolate Lands are only separated by a desert. Isn't it clear what that person on the other side is thinking? "
"Now that this King of Darkness has come to me, I don't mind cutting off his head. I think the head of the Wasteland Common Lord is enough to exchange for a piece of paper for me to transfer out of Mokedan, right? "
Buddy sighed. "But sir, with just General Smoker, I'm afraid …"
"That's right. The other two generals will definitely not listen to my orders if they shake their heads and beg for Bali's tail. A single Smoker wouldn't be able to take down the Lord of the Wasteland. So, Mr. Bardi, don't you think you should invite the leaders of Hellhound, Lion of Hades, Black Cat, and Black Ball over? Tell them that I have a big deal for them, but I don't know if they can accept it. "
The butler nodded and quickly left.
Gulant folded his hands and sneered while looking out of the window, "This daddy can't afford to provoke them, but I can't hide from them, can I? Lord Bali, if you want to show off, so what if I give you the whole of Mokedan? But do you really think this is a peaceful place? I heard that the common lord of the wasteland has an unclear relationship with the forces of the Forgotten Realm. If he dies here, I'm very curious if the Forgotten Realm will fight. At that time, even if it's you, the chair under your butt will not be comfortable, right? "
A light chuckle sounded.
On Mokedan's military drill ground, the soldiers of the Berserk Shadow Army were undergoing their daily combat training. Ever since Bali brought the three thousand Berserk Shadow Army into Mokedan, most of the original barracks in the stronghold had been vacated for the Berserk Shadow Army to live and train in. This caused Mo Kedan's original Shadow Army to be filled with resentment. The Demonic Shadow Empire had never been a peaceful place, and it was common for the various armies to squeeze each other. Even in normal times, perhaps because of the friction between the leaders of the two legions, it was not uncommon for the legions to have internal strife. In any case, the Supremacy of the Demon Ring City had always been indifferent to it.
If it weren't for the shadow of Spenak shrouding the entire empire, the country would have been torn apart long ago. In fact, the high-ranking generals and nobles of the empire knew that Spenak didn't care whether the empire could survive or not. To this man, he was a country. As long as he didn't die, he could create another empire at any time. Why would he care about what the people below him did?
Therefore, the upper echelons of the Empire had come to a consensus that internal strife was acceptable. However, they absolutely could not split up, and when a foreign enemy appeared, they should face the outside world. It wasn't that they were loyal, but that they believed that if the empire really split up, Spenak wouldn't mind, but it was hard to guarantee that he wouldn't casually remove their heads. As a result, the Demonic Shadow Kingdom had been through a thousand years of wind and rain. Most of the time, it looked like a crumbling building, but it didn't collapse.
Right now, the Shadow Army was filled with resentment, but no one dared to jump out and accuse Bali of being wrong. That was purely because they were tired of living. Therefore, in such a large drill ground, the Berserk Shadow Army, which was less than a tenth of the garrison, occupied more than half of the wide field.
The training of the Berserk Shadow Army had always been known for being reckless. Apart from the fact that the fighting equipment had not been sharpened, there were no other restrictions in the daily training. It was extremely common for people to die in training, so a qualified Berserk Shadow Army warrior had to know how to be injured in daily training without losing his life, in addition to valiantly killing enemies on the battlefield. When they started training, a tragic aura naturally arose on the drill ground. The Berserk Shadow Army was usually divided into two groups and then charged forward to fight. That kind of scene was no different from fighting on the battlefield.
After a wave of slaughter, blood splashed on the drill ground. After a month, the ground of the drill ground was almost painted purplish-black. That was because blood had seeped into the cracks in the stones and bricks. Even if it was cleaned several times afterwards, it would not be able to restore the drill ground to its original color.
Outside the drill ground was a road leading to the inner city, and there was a land carriage parked on the road. Inside the car, Allen gazed at the drill ground and watched the Berserk Shadow Army charge again. He sighed softly, "As expected of the elites of the empire. The killing power and fighting spirit of these soldiers are not something that an ordinary army can compare to. I'm afraid that even Tong Wu's Blood Mountain is inferior to it. "
What he hadn't said was that looking at this Berserk Shadow Army, one could imagine how terrifying the Baltic race was. He had walked through the Forgotten Realm, gone to the wasteland, and now arrived at Mokedan. Allen's understanding of the Barbarians deepened. This race was practically a soldier. Not to mention the number of soldiers, the number of experts was not something that the Earth Federation could compare to. Imperial Great Generals basically possessed battle prowess comparable to Marshals. There were only two Marshals in the Federation, and just one Demonic Shadow Kingdom had ten of them!
If it weren't for the fact that Dobia and the Demonic Shadow Kingdom had been at war for many years, the resources and experts of the two countries had been constantly consumed. Perhaps the interstellar defense line surrounding the Yordon Domain would not be able to withstand a single attack from the Balts. Looking at the entire universe, only Adahua Planet could balance this chaotic race. However, if Spenak and Frius joined forces, he believed that the King of Justice would have a headache. Allen didn't dare to imagine what it would be like if the two empires joined forces.
He shook his head and said to Trisley, "Let's go back. Belmore should be back."
The land carriage turned around and drove back to Mokedan City.
"Master, can that big businessman be trusted?" Trisley asked in the car.
Allen looked out of the window at the street scene and said, "It's not trust. Although he's a pawn in the Forgotten Realm, I don't think he has much loyalty. I don't need his loyalty either, as long as he can provide what I want. Of course, if he has any extra thoughts, I don't mind reminding him. "
Allen didn't say what to remind him, and Trisley didn't ask. At this moment, the car turned into 34th Street, where the hotel was located. This long street was mostly filled with hotels, bars, and other shops, and it was relatively quiet during the day. At night, the streets were bustling with people. It was already past noon, and there should have been more and more pedestrians on the streets. However, when the land carriage turned onto the long street, not to mention the cars coming and going, there wasn't even a single pedestrian.
Trisley said in a deep voice, "Do you want to turn around?"
"It's too late." Allen said softly.
"Damn it, I just bought this car." Trisley gritted her teeth and said.
"It doesn't matter. I'll compensate you with one when we get back." Allen smiled.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong light suddenly lit up on the spire of a hotel on the left. In an instant, an orange beam of light rushed over, slanting across the street and landing on the land carriage, causing a series of explosions. As the fireball rose, beams of light shot out from the rooftops and windows of the surrounding buildings, causing the explosions to become even more intense.
After a round of shooting, someone pushed open the door and walked out of a bar a hundred meters away from the explosion point. It was the general named Smoker. He was dressed in armor and held a physical cannon in his hand. The hand cannon refracted a metallic luster, and the general raised his cannon and fired. A pitch-black cannonball shot into the flames, first exploding into a pillar of fire, followed by a series of explosions. The shockwave of the explosion caused the buildings on both sides to buzz and shake off strands of dust.
After blasting out the cannon, the general casually threw it to the soldiers behind him and sneered, "What Dark King, dog shit!"
Unexpectedly, at the end of his words, a sneer came from behind him. The general quickly turned around, and the pupils of his eyes under his helmet suddenly shrank. At some point in time, a woman stood in front of him, scratching her nails with a light blue dagger. Behind her, a few soldiers of the Shadow Army had dull eyes. Following that, their limbs were torn apart, and blood gradually flowed out after they scattered all over the ground. The woman looked him up and down and sneered, "General of the Empire? Plus a hundred soldiers, you want to kill us? Aren't you underestimating us too much? "
"Who sent you here? Gulant? Bali? "
Smoker pulled out his sword from his waist and snorted coldly, "I'll tell you myself after you die!"
"Really? What a pity, looks like you're not going to say it. Originally, Master said that if you were willing to tell me, he would let you live. In that case, I'll let you and your subordinates accompany you in the grave. "Trisley squatted down slightly and suddenly exerted her strength. Her figure disappeared from the general's eyes like the wind.
Smoker roared and raised his sword.
With a loud sound, Trisley, who had reappeared, pressed her hand on the sword's blade. The dagger was nailed to the middle of the sword's blade, and her feet were stepped on Smoker's chest. The general's sword was raised a little slower, and he was afraid that the Fang of Ravaging would be nailed into his face.
"Not bad." Trisley chuckled.
The general roared, "Scram!"
Origin Energy erupted, and a majestic sword qi swept out like a dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. Trisley had already used her two feet to support the general's chest and somersaulted, causing the sword qi to sweep through the air and break the bar behind her waist in vain! Trisley landed on the ground and rushed forward. The Fang of Ravaging pulled out a light blue light that filled the sky and started a massacre around Smoker.
Allen appeared on the spire of a hotel. He held onto the spire and looked at Trisley and Smoker on the street. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It's an imperial general, but that's all. And they're not soldiers of the Berserk Shadow Army. In other words, they were sent by Grant. "Looks like this City Lord has suppressed Bali badly. Otherwise, he wouldn't have only used this much manpower, right?"
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