"What?"
"Harvest celebration?"
In the magnificent palace, a woman with an extremely charming appearance was sitting on the throne. She was wearing a scarlet dress and looked like a beautiful and poisonous enchantress.
The Duke Of Red Dragon's wife looked down at the man kneeling on one knee in front of her and frowned: "Why did Mordor City suddenly plan to have such a grand harvest celebration? Are they going to please the Goddess of Agriculture? Send people to continue to pay attention to the movements of Mordor City! Let General Katra come in to see me! "
After that, the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife rubbed her forehead tiredly.
She never dreamed that Søren, who she didn't care about at first, would become a god, and now he had become the Lord of Shadows. She missed the opportunity to eliminate him when he was at his weakest. Now Søren had become her most terrifying and dangerous enemy. Every time she thought of Søren's existence, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a trace of fear appeared in her heart. If it weren't for the Principality of Rossard in the inland area and the support of the Duke of Baator Inferno, she would have been destroyed by Mordor City long ago. But even so, the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife had been carefully paying attention to everything in Mordor City. There were many people like her. Although they were far away in the Outer Islands, every move in Mordor City affected the hearts of countless people.
Soon, a burly general came in.
After seeing the other party, the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife couldn't help rubbing her forehead. After all, her rule was not legitimate.
This world had its own rules.
The Duke Of Red Dragon's wife stole the power of the Principality of Rossard, but she also lost the support of many nobles. Although she now controlled most of the land of the Principality of Rossard, there were many nobles who openly opposed her. There were also many nobles who supported her on the surface, but secretly provided supplies to the rebels. In particular, there was a big trouble recently. That was, the Goddess of Protection of the nobles seemed to be very unfriendly to her. She thought that she had destroyed the order of the nobles. This goddess was not a very powerful existence, but if a god was openly hostile to her, it was enough to cause her great trouble.
In particular, the Goddess of Nobility, Shinewood, had a very wide influence in the ruling class of the material plane.
If she did not acknowledge the rule of the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife, most of the rulers of the material plane would not respect her. Instead, they would think that she had destroyed the legacy of the nobles.
General Katra was a powerful Legendary Warrior.
But he was also a ruthless butcher. If there was a better candidate, Madam Duke Of Red Dragon would never let such a ruthless person lead her army. But at the moment, she didn't have a better choice. Mordor City was holding a grand harvest celebration, which meant that Mordor City was unlikely to go to war for a while. This gave the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife a very important chance to catch her breath. She was ready to take this opportunity to pacify the rebels in the Principality of Rossard.
Now, the number of rebel forces had expanded to three.
There were already more than twenty nobles who openly opposed her rule, and these nobles even found an illegitimate son of Duke Rossard in some corner of the country.
Almost all of Duke Rossard's sons were killed by the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife.
An illegitimate son originally had no right of inheritance, but the rumors of Madam Duke Of Red Dragon's collusion with the devil seriously damaged her rule. Even if it was just an inconspicuous illegitimate son, with the support of these nobles, it was also possible to get the legitimate right of inheritance.
"Mordor City."
After giving an order to General Katra, Madam Duke Of Red Dragon went to the balcony. She looked in the direction of the sea, as if she was looking at the city of Mordor in the distance, and murmured, "What should I do next?"
"Defeat Søren?"
"That's almost impossible. Even if it's the Queen Of Yumo herself, it's unlikely. "
"If it goes on like this."
"I'm afraid I'll be defeated by those nobles. No! I have to find a way out for myself! "
…
On the surface.
Mordor City seemed to be preparing for the grandest harvest celebration in history. This celebration was not only held in Mordor City, but also near the Windspear Hills, Shipwreck Bay, and Port Tylon. There were more than 200,000 people participating in Mordor City alone, and the other places added up to hundreds of thousands of people.
Many people thought that Søren was trying to please the Goddess of Agriculture and get an ally with a strong background for himself.
But in fact, that was exactly the case.
However, Søren's real purpose was concealed. The abnormal material movement in Mordor City made people realize that Søren was preparing to start a war, but many people did not think that Søren would attack any place during the harvest celebration. And similarly, the army of Mordor City did not have any abnormal movements. It could only be regarded as gathering materials to prepare for future wars. Almost no one thought that Søren's purpose was not in the material plane, but the frequently mobilized materials were also sent to the bottomless abyss. What Søren really wanted to do was bolder than they thought. Even the crazy Queen of Spiders could not predict that Søren would attack the Kingdom of Fear during the Avatar Crisis.
…
"Am I going to die?"
In the deep darkness, a thin figure was staggering forward. His body was covered with all kinds of wounds. If he was an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.
But a powerful force was still tenaciously supporting his life.
Not far away, the low roar of a demon could be heard. There was also a terrifying aura of fear. The Slaughterer was tracking his tracks. These monsters were level 21 and above. Even a high-grade demon would not dare to face them alone. They were strange creatures that were completely under the control of madness. In the Abyss, they were existences that were feared and repelled.
The ugly monkey gasped as he approached a cliff. His life force was very weak, and there were hundreds of high-grade demons behind him.
In such a situation, it was almost impossible for him to survive.
"It seems that it is impossible to leave this country alive."
The ugly monkey bit the dagger with his teeth and pulled out the bone spur on his back that pierced his kidney. This was a mark left by a Slayer, but the enemy also died in his counterattack.
At this time, the ugly monkey's body was full of holes.
A large number of high-grade demons were not something a Rogue could deal with alone. If there was no divine power, he would have died long ago. But even if there was divine power, it was impossible for him to walk out of this land alive. There were thousands of demons outside.
A large number of petitioners of the Lord of Fear were looking for him.
"Cough cough."
The ugly monkey gasped and sat on a rock. Behind him was a cliff hundreds of meters high. His breathing had become more and more difficult, and his strength was diminishing with the loss of blood. The ugly monkey looked into the distance and could see that hundreds of demons had found his trace and were rushing here quickly.
"Fortunately, my Lord's mission has been completed." Facing the approaching demons and petitioners, the ugly monkey smiled a little ferociously. He made a dirty gesture to these demons, then turned around and jumped down from the cliff hundreds of meters high.
Late August 1677.
The best believer of Søren, the most promising rookie in Mordor City, the legendary Rogue, [Ugly Monkey], died while carrying out a mission to spy on the Kingdom of Fear. The Throne of Fear has been locked, and the mission has been successfully completed.
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(PS: Second Update.)
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