Melanie had already received news of Dobia's troop movements, and now she was just confirming it from Sutt's mouth. Allen had been missing for more than a month this time, and the biggest concern in the meeting hall was the threat from the empire. Now that Dobia had taken the initiative to take on the heavy responsibility of defense, Mokedan and the three cities didn't need to worry about their safety until there was definite news. This way, they could relax for the time being.
The meeting ended without a conclusion.
Just as Sutt was about to leave, he was stopped by Lola. He seemed to know what Lola wanted to say. His expression was somewhat helpless, but he still maintained a graceful smile. Lola looked at him and said, "Mister Sutt, what exactly do you want? Could it be that we misunderstood the invitation? "
"Lady Lola, I have to correct you," Sutt said with a smile. "It's not what we want to do, but what His Majesty wants to do. But I could not answer that question. After all, you know what kind of person His Majesty is. We can't guess what he wants to do, and we have no right to interfere. "
"Right now, I can only say, please wait patiently," Sutt said.
Lola said solemnly: "If that is the case, then before there is no news of Allen, we and Dobia cannot be considered allies."
Sutt smiled bitterly. "Looks like that's the case. Madam Lola, please don't misunderstand. I'm here today to pass on the news that my Imperial Guard is stationed here to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings. Now that the news has spread, there's nothing for me to do here anymore. I'll leave immediately.
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He bowed slightly to Lola and left. Twilight, who had her arms crossed, snorted. "He's not stupid. He knows that staying here will only make people hate him."
Lola nodded and turned to Twilight, "I need you to do something."
"Forget it. I won't look for him for you," Twilight rejected.
Lola frowned and said, "You and Hillon have a much closer relationship with Allen than we do. Hillon needs to command the army and can't leave. If even you aren't willing to go to him, then we'll be too passive."
Twilight shrugged. "There's nothing I can do about it. Her Excellency gave me an order to guard the city before she left, and I'm not allowed to do so. If anything happens, I must ensure your safety. You should know that we cannot disobey his orders. "
Lola was exasperated. Twilight was lying through her teeth. Thinking back to that day, this woman was extremely daring and wanted to kill Allen. At that time, it seemed like she couldn't disobey him at all. Twilight was a powerful fighter. If she didn't want to, Lola wouldn't be able to force her. So, she had to give up.
At this moment, Bai stood up and said, "I'll go."
"You're going?"
Bai nodded and said, "I don't have a normal connection with my father like they do, but I'm confident that I'm not worse than anyone else when it comes to tracking a person in the wild. Leave this matter to me. No matter what, I'll find my father's traces. "
At this point, Lola didn't have a more suitable candidate, so she nodded and agreed. Bai didn't prepare anything. He took the backpack Lola gave him and left Mokedan on a flying ship. The flying ship was at the edge of the Starfall Plains. Bai left the ship and entered the plains alone. Soon, he found the battlefield where Allen and Frius had fought. Even though a month had passed, the traces of the battle were still there. Bai started searching from the slope and followed the traces of Allen's retreat. Finally, he confirmed that Allen had gone west.
Thus, the young man carried his backpack and headed west alone.
At the same time, in the mountains to the west more than a thousand kilometers away, dozens of barbarians popped their heads out from behind a high slope and rushed down to a river. The river wasn't high, but it was one of the few rivers in the mountains that flowed continuously all year round.
There were more than ten barbarian tribes of various sizes in the mountains, and a river could feed three to four tribes. Usually, the war between tribes was to fight for the control of the river. Just like the tribe that the barbarians were in, they had just gotten into a conflict with the neighboring tribe over the ownership of the river.
The barbarians had patterns of twisting lines on their faces or chests. It was the symbol of lightning, which represented their tribe's thunderbolt. Most tribes would have their own symbol or totem. When the tribe perished or was annexed, the people in the tribe would erase the symbol or change it.
Now, the people of the Thunderbolt tribe were facing the danger of being annexed by the neighboring tribe. This was because two tribes had gotten into a conflict in a valley to fight for the control of the river. However, the leaders of both tribes had died mysteriously on that day. According to the people who had escaped, the leaders of both tribes had been killed by men who had suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
A total of two men had appeared on the battlefield that day. They had killed the leaders of each tribe, causing the warriors of the tribe to lose their will to fight and flee in panic. Some of the braver warriors did not leave immediately. Instead, they hid at the edge of the valley and saw the two men fight. After that battle was told about by them several times, it became known as the "Battle of the Gods" among the tribes.
Afterwards, when people returned to the valley and saw the terrible traces left behind by the battle, they immediately prostrated themselves and worshiped the valley as a holy land.
But whether it was a god or a holy land, none of them could change the fact that the Thunderbolt tribe had no successor. None of this could change the fact that the Thunder Tribe had no successor. Because their original leader was in the prime of his life and only had a few young children, there was no designated successor. Although the neighboring tribe's leader had also died, he had a son who was no weaker than his father. Naturally, a new leader had appeared in the neighboring tribe.
Now that the neighboring tribe was powerful, the Thunderbolt tribe had already been sent as spies. If they did not join the other tribe within the time limit, the Thunderbolt tribe would be razed to the ground.
Now, everyone in the tribe was in danger, but life still had to go on. So today, dozens of strong men came to the river to draw water and bring it back to the tribe to provide for the old and young. The tools they used were very simple. There were water bags made from animal skins or crude utensils made from hollowed out stones. The amount of water they brought back each time was limited, so today they had to go back and forth seven or eight times to be enough for the tribe for ten days.
After going back and forth three times, a man suddenly pointed to the upstream of the river and shouted. The people who were drawing water by the river all raised their heads. Suddenly, they saw a water bag suddenly bulge up in the water, and then a black shadow sprang up from the water.
Water droplets splashed in the sunlight and fell on a thick, thorny black carapace. It was an evil beast that looked like a turtle but was not a turtle. It had a thick shell, a crocodile-like head, and a tail covered with bone spikes. The barbarians in the mountains called these evil beasts water demons. They were real water demons and generally lived in rivers and other bodies of water. Water demons moved quickly in the water, but only on land did they slow down. Their thick shells could resist most fatal attacks, and their powerful jaws and spiky tails were terrible weapons. In addition, they had the ability to drive water, which made fighting them in the water extremely dangerous. More importantly, water demons had the habit of living in groups. When one water demon was seen, it meant that there were at least seven or eight such evil beasts nearby.
Immediately, the man by the river no longer cared about drawing water and retreated while shouting. At this time, another few people shouted, which roughly meant, "There's someone on the back of the water demon." This was no different from a fantasy. Even the strongest warriors in the tribe were not willing to provoke the water demon easily, let alone on its back. The back was simply the reverse scale of the water demon. Touching it would make it angry. Even if someone could kill the water demon, they would do it from other parts and would not touch its thick back.
The water demon swam closer, and there was indeed a person standing on its back. He did not look like a man from any tribe, and he had a head of eye-catching silver hair. He stepped on the water demon's back with one foot and the evil beast's head with the other. The evil beast that had always been known as the water demon was now as obedient as a harmless sheep. It carried the man on its back down the river and went far away.
After a while, someone shouted, pointing at the back of the man who was getting further away, shouting the two words "God". It turned out that in the battle known as the Battle of the Gods, one of the two "Gods" had silver hair and the other had black hair, which had become the symbol of the two Gods.
Didn't the man who went away with the river have silver hair? Not to mention that the always fierce water demon had become so obedient. Who else could that man be if not a God?
Allen vaguely heard the words of the Gods behind him and looked back strangely. He did not think much about it, but he did not know that he had become a legend among the mountain tribes. He stepped on the head of the water demon at a place where the river was relatively slow. The water demon understood and slowed down. Allen jumped onto the shore and waved his hand. The water demon dived into the river.
Allen stretched out comfortably after blocking the sunlight that was shining down on his head. After staying underground for nearly a week, now that he could see the light of day again, he was naturally in a good mood.
In the underground, the Sacred Lord had brought him to swim across the giant lake. There was a natural passage connecting the lake to the outside world, but the passage was too narrow for the Sacred Lord to pass through. Allen could only swim out by himself. After a few bends, he bumped into a group of water demons that were resting here. Allen had been with the Sacred Lord for a week, and his scent still lingered on his body. The group of water demons were attracted by the Sacred Lord's aura. All of their ferocity was gone, and they were as obedient as sheep. Allen simply caught one of them as a means of transportation and carried him out of the passage. He came to the upper reaches of the river that the Thunder Tribe relied on for survival, and that was how the scene just now happened.
After stretching, Allen's eyes turned from lazy to sharp. His body moved, and he appeared on a hillside in a flash. He raised his head and his gaze fell on the peak of the mountain above. A moment later, he had arrived at the top of the mountain. He took out the Origin Tool and released his Qi with all his might.
Immediately, the originally clear sky was gradually covered by layers of clouds. The clouds spat out streams of fire, and sparks fell from the sky. On the mountain peak, between the mountains, and even on the surrounding mountains, flames began to rise from the ground. From afar, it looked like a continuous peak of fire.
At this moment, a loud thunderclap came from the sky. The clouds below Allen's head split open, and a sea of fire appeared. Around the sea of fire, the clouds began to rotate in a clockwise direction, like a whirlpool in the sea. Just as the sky was forming, a magnificent will approached from afar and landed on Allen's body.
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