The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Adnie didn't even dare to breathe too loudly. The members of the Ra's Feathered Knights stood on either side of her, their swords pointed outwards as they faced off against the black mass of undead more than a hundred meters away.
The heavily armored crusader executioners lowered their spears in rows. Their joints creaked as they collided with each other. The blades reflected the last ray of sunlight below the horizon, and the blades glowed with an obsidian-like luster.
Huang Huo sat on her horse, her hand moving to the hilt of her sword. Mister Willow stood by her side, protecting her. Not far away, Blank and Metisha were ready to break out of the encirclement.
The Phantom Chariot's genius swordsman, Fang Qi, seemed to be hesitating. The two Elders beside him had grim expressions.
Incirsta was the only one who kept looking up at the sky. He frowned as if he had thought of something.
Not a single Crystal Cluster could be seen on the battlefield. The Horseshoe Beetles in the sky had long since disappeared.
However, the Strait of Finhotos was deathly silent. The War Goddesses hovered a few thousand meters above the ground. Andrea and her companions looked at the scene in bewilderment.
They could not understand the art of politics in the mortal world.
"Let her be. Mortals need these methods to deal with relationships between different classes. I know what you're thinking, but girls, it's not the time for you to interfere. Be a little more reserved. You're all ladies," Fusia said in a cold voice.
They exchanged glances.
The mortals had truly turned politics into an art. It was elegant, nimble, and ruthless. Although it left many wise men exhausted, it was still a huge step forward in the history of civilization. At the very least, it was a step away from bloody barbarism. The losers did not have to worry about being beheaded or sacrificed alive, and their families would not be enslaved. On the surface, it was warm and affectionate, forming a kind of game rule that everyone had agreed upon. In the hands of a true genius, it was exquisite like a work of art.
His Majesty the Undead Emperor was clearly one of the best.
Brando knew this very well.
In history, this Emperor started from a humble background. She used a Mercury Staff to ascend to the throne of the Empire. Before she became famous, no one knew her origins or where she came from.
But with the support of the vampire nobles, even though their support was not firm in the beginning and was filled with two-faced opportunism, she managed to unify the eastern part of the Sea of the Dead Moon in a short seven years. She tied the fourteen dark nobles together and established the Land of Eternal Death and Madara's court.
After gaining her own foundation, the Queen became unstoppable. She quickly gained the support and recognition of the Dying Moon Temple and was crowned as the Queen of the Silent Death Valley. Then, she used the name of the Temple to start the first War of the Black Rose.
This war was no doubt a stroke of genius. It not only diverted the hatred between the Undead Lords of Madara from the seven years of civil war, but also gave the Undead Emperor a perfect opportunity to eliminate her opponents.
In fact, the so-called First War of the Black Roses was actually a war to eliminate her opponents. Kabias, and later the Blood Staff, and other traditional Undead Lords were all killed in this war. What was even more commendable was that the long years of civil war allowed Madara to have an elite army at the beginning of the war. It allowed the Undead Emperor to achieve her goals and still win.
This was very important.
Because of this, the war could be transformed into dividends, allowing her followers to benefit from it. This further strengthened the Emperor's position in this war.
Madara was a special empire without citizens. A few Undead Lords ruled over the lives of tens of millions of low-level Undead. The low-level Undead had no intelligence and no political demands. Because of this special reason, it had always been difficult to form a true centralized empire.
But the Emperor also had the Mercury Staff, and she was very good at using this. She asked the Undead to pledge loyalty to the Mercury Staff and not to herself. She used religion as a bond to maintain the pride of the Undead Lords. She used the legend of the Mercury Staff and the Rising of the Dying Moon to complete the awakening of the Roman Black Rose. This was actually a process of national awakening.
And through this process, the Emperor, who hid behind the scenes, could easily push the Dying Moon Temple to the front and judge whether the Undead Lords obeyed her or not.
This could be said to be the otherworld's version of holding the Emperor to command the vassals, but the Undead Emperor cleverly used the tradition of the Dark Kingdom to complete this process beautifully.
Until around the Year of the Sparks in history, Madara had in fact completed the substantial unification of the Undead Lords. The tradition of the Undead Lords in the past was completely abolished, and the vigorous development of a new alchemy system also allowed the country to have a completely different way of organization from the past.
From then on, it was the arrival of the "Black Tide" that frightened the whole continent.
Her Majesty was undoubtedly an outstanding ruler. Even though she acted arbitrarily and was cold and heartless, she was the most precious treasure that the heavens had given to the Dead Moon Empire. The rumors of Madara's Gifted Monarch were definitely not just a puppet with a mercury staff.
Instead, it was the Chosen Monarch that Martha promised to the Undead of Madara.
In her era, she was far superior to her peers. The rejuvenated monarchs of Cruz and Fanzin were far inferior to her, not to mention Saint-ausol, who was bound by outdated dogma and could not move forward, and Erouine, who was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the giant Madara.
Facing such an existence face to face, it was impossible for Brando not to have a little fear in his heart. Compared to her, the Silver Queen of Cruz was not much different from the Silver Princess of sixty years ago. At most, she had the power of an empire.
And this supreme person with a Mercury Staff, even if she was an ordinary person, was definitely the most dangerous kind of existence.
But it was precisely because of this fear, as well as the familiarity of her origin and personality, that Brando found a trace of strangeness in the Queen's attitude.
At this time, Delfien let go of the reins and came to Brando's side. She whispered a few words in his ear. Before Metisha could frown even more and stare at her with silver eyes, she straightened her body and walked away.
Brando glanced at her.
The words of the Kirrlutzian prime minister's daughter coincided with the thoughts in his heart.
He looked up at the sky, recalling some information about Lich Daelin in his mind.
Daelin was one of the oldest Undead Lords in the Kingdom of the Dead Moon. In fact, he had seen the Mercury Staff of the previous generation, and had also seen Loki. He was also one of the three most powerful Liches in Madara.
It was for this reason that this fellow had always been disrespectful to Her Majesty the Queen.
At the same time, he was also the commander of the Jackdaw Fleet. This fleet was formed by a group of Necromancers. It was born in the era before the Mercury Staff descended for the second time. Nominally, it belonged to the Dead Moon Temple, but in reality, it was under the command of an organization called the Undead Array.
According to legend, the Undead Array was founded by Loki. Because Loki was the most outstanding Necromancer in the Kingdom of the Dead Moon for thousands of years, this organization gathered most of the most powerful Necromancers and Liches in Madara. Its headquarters was in the west of the Sea of the Dead Moon. The Necromancers who lived here had built countless towers on that land.
Dark Moon Sorcerers, in fact, referred to this group of 'people'.
Because of the power of the Undead Array, the Emperor didn't touch them until the end of the First Era, during the Year of the Dragon Shadow. He only let the Lich of Balakirevo, who rose later, keep them in check.
It wasn't until the end of the Long Night that Daelin and another Lich King died in the war against the Golden Sea. The Jackdaw Fleet was destroyed, and the Undead Array was destroyed.
Today, it seemed like this process was going to be brought forward.
Brando had a hunch when he saw the time when the fleet arrived. Daelin obviously didn't care about the Emperor at all. If the Silver Elves hadn't kept their promise, Daelin's fleet wouldn't have come to clean up the mess, but to collect the Emperor's corpse.
The Lich's intentions were clear.
He was obviously fearless. In fact, the Emperor did have the ability to do so. If it wasn't for the accident in the Final War, the Undead Array would have existed for a long, long time. At least until the middle of the Second Era, Madara wouldn't be able to truly unify.
Although Brando suspected that the accident in the Final War might not have been an accident.
He only needed to look at the Emperor's current intentions to understand.
The other party obviously wanted to borrow his hand to get rid of the unlucky Lich King.
Brando remained silent.
Of course, he didn't want to be used as a tool by the Emperor, but he obviously didn't have a choice. At least, if he wanted to break out, he had to ask the Undead Army's permission.
However, he knew that even if he followed the Emperor's wishes, she might not let him go. It was more likely that she would use him to avenge Duke Daelin.
After all, there was no alliance between them. It could only be said that the Emperor was scheming against him.
However, he wasn't too worried. The Emperor with the Mercury Staff had given him a big surprise, and he also left a surprise for her. After all, he knew her too well. As Erouine's main enemy, he had long been on guard against the Emperor's ruthlessness.
What he was more confused about now was why the Emperor was so confident that he would follow her wishes. If he started with the Undead Army on the ground, the final result might not be something the Undead of Madara could bear.
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