"But I never thought it would be you."
Brando spoke again. His gaze slowly swept across everyone in the air, including the new Count Yanbao. The other party was standing with the Saasaldians, and his body was blessed with the magical brilliance of the Flying Spell.
His gaze fell on the man, and he replied faintly, "Baron Dahl, Count Yanbao's younger brother, I heard that you are just a good-for-nothing addicted to wine and women. I didn't expect the Twilight Dragon to find you with the help of All For One. I don't think you deserve that Ring of Krait. For the layout of Erouine, the Twilight Dragon has really put in a lot of effort. "
"Shut up," Baron Dahl roared, "I am Count Yanbao, my damn brother just stole what originally belonged to me."
But Brando was too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned his gaze directly to the other side, where the Silver Folk Wizards were floating, "Of course, there are also the Saasaldians, the noble Silver Folk of the past, but today they have fallen to become the lackeys of the Twilight Dragon. So this is how the Saasaldian Wizard and Vladimir The Great recreated the former glory of the Bugas?"
"What a laughingstock —"
There was silence on the battlefield.
Almost all of the Aouine nobles who participated in this war had a change in expression at this moment. After a short silence, a loud commotion broke out.
Everyone looked at each other, and everyone had a look of horror. Even if they were willing to believe that the Count Tónigel was lying, everything in front of them — those terrible monsters, all pointed to such a truth that they were unwilling to admit.
Everyone trembled. Although they dared to participate in a rebellion to overthrow the royal family of Covardo, they would never lose their minds and join the heretics or even the Twilight Dragon.
Civilization and destruction, order and chaos, could never be on the same side.
"How could this be …"
"These damned royals, damned Duke Grinoires, damned northern nobles, they lied to us!"
"How could it be, is the Twilight Dragon coming again? No, I don't want to die yet!"
"Enough, mortal —"
A thunderous sound came from the sky. Hollis couldn't help but frown. Although the deal with the Twilight Dragon was mutually beneficial, it was still a stain that could not be washed away. He did not understand what Wizard Saarsaar and Sir Vladimir The Great were thinking, but as a member of the Saarsaar Alliance, he had to protect the interests of this alliance.
What shocked him was that this human actually knew the deal behind their backs like the back of his hand, and even mentioned that Earl Yanbao was backed by All For One and the Twilight Dragon. That damned Baron Dahl had also promised him that no one would be able to recognize his identity. The price that the Saasalds had to pay for this was, at most, interfering with the operation of the mortal world without authorization.
Interfering with the operation of the mortal world and colluding with the Twilight Dragon was a crime that even a small figure like Hollis could easily distinguish.
For the first time, the Silver Wizard had the intention to kill. He subconsciously felt that these people would not be able to live anymore. It would be best to use magic to raze the whole of Tónigel to the ground.
Thinking of this, he said coldly, "It seems that you don't know us very well. You must understand that what you are saying now will be the reason why this land will be buried with you."
"Of course I know you." Brando replied, "Bastards of the Saasalds, it's not the first time you have massacred a city in Wohnde. In Silver Bay, in the Rorier Plains, in the White Mountain, how can I not understand what you are thinking in your hearts? The people who witnessed all this here today will probably be turned into ashes under your spells."
His understatement caused an uproar among the nobles. Everyone's face turned pale. Many people only remembered the strength of the Bugas after a thousand years, but forgot the indifference of these wizards.
Some people had begun to feel weak at the knees and were ready to escape. In an instant, the remaining nobles on the battlefield were reduced by a third.
But the people of Tónigel did not leave.
They could not leave. This was their homeland, where they were born and raised. If their homeland was destroyed, everything they had borne on this land would also be turned into bubbles.
They had their own families, relatives, friends, and everything would be turned into ashes.
Rather than running away, it was better to stay and face it.
At least their lord was still here. If the people of Tónigel lost everything, at least they would still have the only trust left in their hearts. They would freely trust that their lord would lead them to victory.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the young Count in the middle of the battlefield.
As for those who had escaped, there was only disdain and even contempt in their eyes. Those poor creatures actually thought that they could escape far?
Hollis was stunned by Brando's words. Although it was true that the Saasalds had never put mortals in their eyes, when did they start a massacre in the Rorier Plains and the White Mountain?
This was blatant slander, okay?
Of course, if he knew that Brando was putting the blame on them for what they were going to do in the future, he would probably vomit blood in anger. Was there anyone who was so unreasonable? That was something that hadn't happened yet, okay?
However, Brando did not intend to reason with these people.
Because some people were not worthy of reason at all.
"Don't talk nonsense with them anymore, Lord Hollis." Baron Dahl was also trembling with anger. He had imagined all kinds of scenes when he came face to face with the legendary Count. Just like any villain, he certainly wanted to trample on this legendary hero.
Especially when he learned that the other party had won the favor of Princess Gryphine, the legendary pearl of King Oberg the Seventh and the pride of the kingdom. This made him even more jealous.
It could be said that he hated everyone in the world. In terms of inheriting the Count's power, he had failed to compete with his brother. He could not enter the upper circles of the kingdom's political circle. If it were not for his unique circumstances, he was afraid that he would be a failure hidden in the shadows of others for the rest of his life.
Such an experience made him unnaturally hate any successful person in the world, and the legendary 'lucky' Count was no exception.
But he never thought that the Count would act like a prophet and a quack in front of everyone after he had only met the Count once, directly peeling his skin off in front of everyone.
At that moment, he only felt a sense of shame and anger from head to toe. He had colluded with All For One and became the pawn of the Twilight Dragon. Although Baron Dahl had never regretted it, it was a shady thing after all. The key was, what evidence did the other party have to prove all this?
If there was no evidence, wasn't it just talking nonsense?
It would be fine if he was right, but what if the key was wrong? Wouldn't that be slander?
Baron Dahl was extremely ashamed and angry. He said furiously, "What right does that guy have to say that we colluded with the Twilight Dragon? This is just nonsense!"
"Nonsense?" Brando laughed.
"Could it be that these things are not Crystal Clusters, and those murderous monsters are not horseshoe worms? Or forgive me for not being able to see that these two damn monsters are Twilight species?"
"You, how do you know them?"
Baron Dahler was stunned.
Hollis also frowned. Although he was also curious that this mere mortal could distinguish the difference between Twilight species and ordinary monsters at a glance. In the intelligence, the other party was just a human lord with some legendary experience, but what the other party knew was obviously far beyond his expectations.
For the first time, the Saasaldian wizard faintly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with their intelligence.
But what made him even angrier was Baron Dahl's stupidity. If he could still dodge it before, wasn't all this tantamount to confessing without being pressed? No wonder this guy had always been a complete loser. He was simply mud that couldn't support a wall.
"Okay." This discovery made Hollis feel more and more that it was not a wise thing to confront this human here. But even if the other party knew more, the dead couldn't speak. He waved his hand indifferently and said, "Your nonsense sounds very novel, but I don't have much time to waste on you. Mortal, our conversation ends here. Next, I'll let you understand what the real truth is —"
Brando was silent for a moment.
When everyone thought that he would have no choice but to bow his head in the face of reality, the young Count raised his head with a nonchalant expression.
"The truth is that there are many people?" He replied.
"Ha," Baron Dahl seemed to have finally caught the loophole in Brando's words. He said sharply and sarcastically, "How old is our Count this year? You're not so naive as to think that the battlefield is still a Knight's duel, are you?"
Brando shook his head. He was tired of talking to this clown.
But he still asked, "I have a question for you, Dahl. How is Dilferi?"
Baron Dahl was stunned, then responded, "You're talking about my lovely niece. Don't worry, she's fine. But I'll find her soon. Haha, by then, I can't guarantee that she will be able to see you in one piece. "
"But you won't have the chance."
Brando replied.
"What did you say?" Baron Dahl didn't hear it clearly.
But at this time, Brando raised his head slightly.
In the place where he was looking —
Above the gloomy sky, a beam of green light was falling from the thick clouds and landed straight in the middle of the battlefield.
An ethereal, girlish voice resounded throughout the battlefield:
"The transition coordinates have been determined. The energy return to 86 … 77 … 65 … 40 … 33 … 11%. The transition is over. Beginning to rematerialize. Valhalla is taking root. Recalculating coordinates …"
"Valhalla has arrived at the target point."
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