Chapter 1915
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The night was getting late. In the city lord's castle of Chaos City, the meeting hall was brightly lit, and the various representatives looked very serious.
Everyone had already gone to that cave together, and saw the destroyed seal and the ruins left behind by a fierce battle.
They could confirm that a devil had broken free from the seal and was missing.
Furthermore, Rankster must have had a battle with that devil, but the outcome was unknown. His corpse was not found at the scene.
This was undoubtedly very bad news.
Everyone had already seen how scary the devil was. Even 10th-tier powerhouses couldn't kill it. If it wasn't for Alex summoning the lightning and the spell formation masters from the Moon Nation helping to repair the seal spell formation, the Great Old One in the Thunderstorm Mountains would have already caused harm to the human world.
But now that a devil had broken free from the seal and was missing, it had undoubtedly become the most unstable factor on the Norland Continent.
An uncontrollable existence was undoubtedly the most dangerous.
The tragedy of the Urba Tribe was still in everyone's memory. No one wanted their tribe to suffer the same tragedy.
Douglas broke the silence. "We have to find it as soon as possible. Otherwise, no one will be able to live in peace."
"The problem now is how are we going to find it?" Irina looked at him. "Rankster is from your Frost Dragon tribe. He's the only one who knows where the devil is now."
"We have lost contact with Rankster for three years. I don't know where to find him now." Douglas shook his head. This was no longer something that the Frost Dragons could bear.
The various representatives spoke one after another, and their emotions became more and more agitated. However, they still couldn't come up with a useful solution.
"There's no point in arguing. The devil's existence is already a threat to all of us. Facing such a formidable enemy, we can only win if we unite as one." Michael interrupted the argument that was starting to turn into an argument.
"Michael, what do you suggest?" Louis asked Michael.
The various representatives also looked at Michael, who was the host.
Michael seriously said, "It's not realistic to look for a hidden devil all over the world. If it's the other half of the devil in the Thunderstorm Mountains, then it's very likely to break the seal and release the devil in the Thunderstorm Mountains.
I think we should form a strong enough backup team to be ready to deal with the devil that might appear in the Thunderstorm Mountains.
At the same time, we should set up a sealing spell formation near the seal so that we can lure the devil into the spell formation and seal it again if we can't kill it. "
The various representatives nodded thoughtfully..............................
"We need the spell formation masters from the Moon Nation to rebuild the seal...... Why aren't they here?" Sean...
"This is a calamity for all of the races on the Norland Continent. She's doing well on the moon, and helping you is an act of kindness. If she doesn't help you, then it's her duty. How shameless are you to think she'd be so thick-skinned as to come here and join in the fun?" Irina looked at Sean with a cold sneer.
... Sean's expression changed slightly. Displeasure flashed across his eyes. He snorted. "You know this concerns the safety of all the races on the Norland Continent. What's the use of saying such sarcastic words?"
"In my opinion, the biggest threat to the Norland Continent now is not a devil, but the million-strong cavalry of the Roth Empire. I would like to ask, if all the races work together to subdue and seal that devil, will the Roth Empire renew the peace treaty at the peace conference?" Irina asked coldly as she looked at Sean.
The various representatives kept quiet as they looked between the two of them.
After Alex cut off one of Alex's ears and left a must-kill declaration, the feud between Alex and Irina and the royal family of the Roth Empire was brought to the table.
Irina and Alex were not good people. From the time Irina came out of seclusion to Alex's reappearance, the people who appeared on that rainy night back then were dying one after another.
Now, the only possibility left was the royal family of the Roth Empire that led all of this back then.
And the Roth Empire had grown into a colossus in these 100 years.
Compared to the scattered races of the giant dragons, the Roth Empire was completely controlled by Andre. Be it the million-strong cavalry or the countless magic casters under the Magus Tower, they already had a scale and power that all the races feared.
The peace conference was going to start in a few days' time. Andre's ambition to rule the world was obvious. If the Norland Continent were to descend into a racial war again, that missing devil would indeed not be so important anymore.
Sean's frown deepened. This question was obviously not something that he could give a clear answer to. Before he came, Andre had not given him a clear answer either.
He knew what Andre wanted. He wanted the world to belong to the Roth Empire, and he wanted all the races to bow down to the Roth Empire, or even become their slaves.
That was what he thought too.
However, he could not say such things now. Andre would never allow him to say such a stupid answer.
"The Roth Empire is willing to join forces with all the races to deal with the devil. This is for the benefit of the Norland Continent. As for the peace conference, we have our own demands. Whether we will renew the peace agreement or not is not up to us. It is up to the attitude of all the races," Sean said in a low voice. He was still rather calm despite being surrounded by a group of 10th-tier big shots.
"If what Josh said is true, then all of you are dreaming," Louis scolded mercilessly.
Sean glanced at Louis, and calmly said, "The Roth Empire has always been pragmatic. We will not fight a war we are not prepared for, nor will we make demands that we cannot fulfill."
The expressions of the various representatives changed slightly. They looked at Sean with a complicated gaze. They had to admit that the 100 years of peace had brought unparalleled prosperity and development to the Roth Empire. Until now, it was still giving them a headache.
"Are you too arrogant, or am I too weak to lift my sword?"
At this moment, a mocking voice sounded from outside the meeting hall.
Everyone looked in the direction of the door instinctively.
The door of the meeting hall opened slowly on both sides. A man wearing a black warrior suit and a mask walked in slowly with a heavy sword on his back.
"Alex!" Sean's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists instinctively.
The 10th-tier powerhouse beside him also stared at the door warily, and started to get closer to Sean.
"I'm here to bring my wife home, and at the same time, give the poser a slap in the face. Everyone, do you mind?"
Meg's voice still had a tinge of mockery.
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