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Chapter 521

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The black waves that were surging within the Hell's Gate suddenly changed. Not only did they roll more violently, but the ring of fire at the edge also burned hotter. A moment later, two fiery red horns poked out from the gate, followed by the head, and then the entire body. Gradually, accompanied by the thick smell of blood, a blood-red monster that was as tall as two people crawled out. Pieces of angular muscles were exposed on the surface of its body, and there were countless bulging veins on its body. It looked very ferocious.

As soon as the monster stepped on the ground, it roared majestically at the sky. The deafening sound spread far and wide in the open field.

The one-eyed warrior named Richard stepped forward and kicked the monster, causing it to tumble over. He shouted, "You damned things, you're too slow!"

The monster immediately lost its momentum. It did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, and obediently hid to the side.

The warrior sitting on the stone block glared at Richard, then got up and walked to the monster's side. He said a few words, and the monster immediately became excited. Its four claws dug restlessly into the ground, and its red eyes emitted a bloodthirsty light.

At this time, one monster after another emerged from the Hell's Gate. The monster that came out first roared a few times in a low voice and rushed out. The rest of the monsters immediately followed closely behind it.

As if there was no end to them, more and more monsters appeared. In the end, the group of monsters was stretched into a long dragon. However, their numbers were still increasing.

Countless feet stomped on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. The monsters ran excitedly, as if there was delicious food waiting for them in front of them.

"Richard, can't you be nicer to them?" The warrior in the lead said with some dissatisfaction.

Richard sneered. "Brother, these long-horned demons are just a bunch of cannon fodder. Whether I treat them well or not, it doesn't make a difference, right?"

The warrior in the lead stared at Richard for a while, then said calmly, "Remember, this is not your war alone." After that, the warrior in the lead turned and walked away.

About seven to eight hours later, when the last evil spirit leaped out of the Gates of Hell, the black waves in the Gates of Hell finally stopped rolling and began to flow slowly and peacefully.

As the Long-horned Evil Demons left, Flaming Gog and the Hellhounds gathered together again, surrounding the Hell's Gate so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. Meanwhile, the few warriors were still guarding the Hell's Gate, as if they were waiting for something.

After a while, Richard frowned. "That bastard Loncole does everything slowly. It's already been five days. Why isn't he here yet?"

At this time, Leonardo walked over from afar. He first bowed to the warriors, then smiled.

"Leonardo, how are your injuries?" The warrior in the lead asked softly.

"I'm fine. My recovery ability has always been very strong," Leonardo said.

"That's good." The warrior in the lead smiled. "The situation now is very serious. If we want to eliminate Raphael, we need to fight together. I brought you here because I want to bring you back in one piece!"

Leonardo's eyes flashed. He obviously knew what the warrior meant. By bringing them here, he was already calling himself the leader.

"Leonardo, you still haven't made an evaluation of Raphael?" Richard interrupted. "It seems that father giving you the Hell's Purple Garden Flower was a big mistake!"

"You can't blame me." Leonardo smiled bitterly. "Raphael's source of power is very mysterious. He can clearly control the elements and release powerful destructive power, but he doesn't cause any elemental fluctuations. I have no way of evaluating such a powerhouse."

"So, just admit that you're useless!" Richard laughed strangely.

Leonardo kept his mouth shut. He knew that the other party was still hostile to him, and he didn't want to argue with him. It was meaningless. Only children would argue with each other. Actions were always better than words. Either don't do it, or do it, you have to be ruthless!

Richard snorted when he saw that Leonardo was ignoring him. "Big Brother, I don't think there's a need for us to wait here for Loncor. Can't we kill that Raphael if we join hands?! Why should we give him the credit?! Damn it, every time I see Loncor's smug face, I feel disgusted! "

"What nonsense are you talking about? If Raphael was so easy to kill, he would have been killed long ago. It wouldn't be our turn. " The warrior in the lead then turned to Leonardo. "Leonardo, what do you think?"

"My opinion? What opinion? "Leonardo was stunned.

"Idiot!" Richard scolded. "My big brother is asking you, if we work together, what are the chances of killing that Raphael?!"

Leonardo's face showed a look of realization, but he was cursing in his heart. Idiot! Always pretending to be mature and calm. What's the point of pretending?! Aren't you showing your true colors now?! You want this credit more than anyone else to confirm your position as the successor!

"This … isn't appropriate?" Leonardo was a little hesitant. "If we work together, we should have some advantage, but … who can guarantee that Raphael won't be able to release the magic circle? You know, even the fallen angel Catherine … "

"You think we don't know anything?" Richard sneered. "The fallen angel Catherine was defeated by the angel summoned by Raphael!"

"You … you …" Leonardo was shocked and tongue-tied. He then smiled bitterly. "Even so, what if Raphael summons that terrifying angel again?"

"Leonardo, you still want to play tricks with us?" Richard laughed. "Other than the ruling angel Alpha, which angel is stronger than Catherine?! Although we don't know why Catherine was injured, Raphael's trap is definitely targeted at Catherine. It won't work on us at all! "

Leonardo was speechless. He slowly lowered his head. When his gaze fell on his feet, a sinister smile appeared in his eyes. You know? Very good … very good … I was worried that the information about the Hell Purple Flower wouldn't reach you in time …

After a while, Leonardo slowly raised his head and said in a firm tone, "I still object. Raphael's strength is far beyond your imagination. I've already suffered a lot, and I have more right to speak than you."

"You … are really fickle." Richard sneered. "A few days ago, you said that as long as Raphael isn't able to release the magic circle, he won't be very strong."

"Don't forget, Raphael has the same teleportation ability as us. Do you really think you can stop him from releasing magic?" Leonardo said.

"Forget it." The leading warrior waved his hand dispiritedly, "Leonardo, you can leave first."

Leonardo glanced at the warrior, bowed, then turned around and walked away.

"Big brother, what are you afraid of?" After Leonardo left, Richard shouted, "We have an uncountable number of troops, enough to crush any city! No matter how strong that Raphael is, he won't be able to stop us! "

"Leonardo isn't lying." Another warrior slowly said, "I've come into contact with those Minotaurs and Medusas. Raphael is just one person with a strange weapon. He chased them for several dozen miles and killed countless abyss warriors. The Minotaurs' morale is a bit better, but the Medusas are already scared out of their wits."

"So what? I can also do it! " Richard called out. He wasn't bragging, in fact, this was the reason why the demons were the number one race in the Abyss.

"How can you be sure that Leonardo isn't lying?" Another warrior revealed a faint smile.

"You've also investigated?"

"No." The warrior said with a smile, "But I know that Leonardo's injuries are fake!"

"What do you mean?" The leading warrior was stunned.

"Do you still remember that day?" The warrior said, "When Leonardo appeared in front of us, his chest and mouth were covered in blood? He, he, he … That wasn't his blood, but rather the blood of a Hell Dog. "

"Are you sure? Why didn't you say anything that day? "The leading warrior quickly asked.

"I can guarantee it with my life," the warrior said. "I didn't say anything back then because I wanted to see what Leonardo was up to. You can't blame me, if you want to blame someone, blame Richard."

"What's wrong with me?" Richard was confused.

"Your personality is too violent and you can't hide your thoughts. If I told you, you would have already questioned Leonardo."

Richard couldn't be bothered to argue with the other party. He turned to the leading warrior and said, "Brother, do you still not understand? Leonardo isn't injured, so why would he do this? He's worried that we'll make a big contribution! "

The eyes of the warrior in the lead kept darting about. Sometimes he would look to the left, sometimes he would look to the right. But no matter where he looked, there would always be groups of Chaos Abyss warriors jumping into his vision. Countless Hell Hounds, Flame Gogs, and long-horned demons had already covered the entire field.

* * * *

The second negotiation between Majordomo Gail, Zenglin, and the representatives of the House of Lords began. The representatives were all from the upper class, and they were all gentlemen among nobles. Naturally, they wouldn't make any mistakes in their etiquette. Everyone's smile was impeccable and full of sincerity.

Gail and Zenglin also had smiles on their faces, but when the representatives all sat down, Gail was the first to speak. "Gentlemen, I want to make one thing clear. You only have two choices. One is to agree, and the other is to disagree."

The representatives looked at each other, not understanding the meaning of Gail's words. Was this still a negotiation? A few of the older ones were already frowning and muttering discontentedly.

Gail didn't care about what they thought. He continued to speak and listed out his conditions. When Gail was done, the expressions of all the representatives turned ugly. They couldn't be blamed. If they really did as Gail said, it meant that they would lose most of the power they currently had.

"How is it? Gentlemen, have you made your decision? "Gail asked with a smile after waiting for a moment.

No one responded to his words. The gazes of the representatives toward Gail were filled with undisguised anger.

"Those who agree, please sit next to me," Gail continued calmly, as if he didn't notice the strange gazes on him.

"Hehe, Gail, why would anyone sit next to you if you ask like that?" Zenglin couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, since you say so, I'll change my method," Gail said with a smile. "May I ask, is there anyone who disagrees?"

The representatives began to stir. This was too childish! Even if they were just putting on an act, they wouldn't reveal their bone-deep contempt when they held a meeting with the citizens of Esnorly City.

"Ahem …" An old man broke the awkwardness. "Honorable Lord Gail, we've all come with sincerity. I hope you can be more cautious. After all, this is not a small matter."

Gail nodded and agreed. "You should be more cautious. Look, I'm asking very seriously. Gentlemen, do you agree or not?"

A young representative couldn't help but stand up from his seat. "I don't agree! If that's the case, I'd rather die! "

Gail stroked his chin and looked at him for a while. He suddenly sneered. "You want to die? That's easy. The abyssal army is just outside. You can go find them. I believe they'll fulfill your wish. "

The young representative's face turned red. He dared to stand up and talk back to Gail, but he didn't dare to face the ferocious abyssal race. He could only stammer and say, "Hasn't the abyssal army been defeated …"

"You also know that they've been defeated?" Gail sneered. "Then, may I ask, who defeated them?"

The young representative's face turned even redder. He stammered, "Although they were defeated by you, you … you can't go too far …" Perhaps he knew that he was in the wrong, so the young representative's voice became softer and softer.

"Am I going too far?" Gail said calmly. "I don't think I forced you to agree. You can totally refuse."

The more Gail said this, the more uneasy the representatives felt. They looked at each other, but no one spoke.

"Gentlemen, haven't you thought about it yet?" Gail knocked on the table impatiently. "My time is limited."

When Gail opened his mouth to speak, Honduras felt that something was wrong. The other party's attitude didn't seem like they were here to negotiate at all. Looking at the aggressive attitude and harsh conditions, it seemed like the other party was deliberately trying to break up the negotiation.

So, what was their purpose? Honduras thought hard. Although he still couldn't figure it out, Gail's bad attitude made him even more certain of his guess.

Honduras' heart skipped a beat, and a terrifying thought popped up in his mind. Could it be that the other party wanted to kill all of them? The more Honduras thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was very high. Perhaps he really shouldn't have snatched the negotiation from Kemorache. With the consul around, there would at least be some leeway.

The other representatives also felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, but when they saw Honduras frowning and not speaking, they didn't dare to make a sound. In particular, the young representative who stood out sadly found that none of his companions stood out to support him. He had no choice but to sit back in his seat awkwardly.

"Not speaking?" Gail looked at them one by one, but none of them were willing to look him in the eye. He sighed helplessly. "In that case, I'll take it that you don't agree."

At this point, Gail and Zenglin exchanged glances. Honduras could clearly see a hint of joy in their eyes.

At this moment, a mountain warrior hurriedly ran up and whispered something in Gail and Zenglin's ears.

Gail's expression changed immediately. He glanced at the representatives coldly, then stood up and walked to the cabin.

"I advise you to make a choice quickly, or else … Haha …" Zenglin also stood up and left after leaving this sentence.

The other members of the parliament looked at each other and felt a chill in their hearts.

"Master, Majordomo Gail is looking for you." When Harley floated into the room, Han Jin was staring blankly at the Lion King's Shield in front of him. No matter how he probed with his divine sense, he couldn't find the secret that Catherine had mentioned.

"Oh? Let him in. " Han Jin stopped thinking about it. Since he couldn't find it, he'd just put it aside for now. This kind of thing couldn't be rushed.

After Gail and Zenglin came in, they didn't exchange pleasantries with Han Jin and went straight to the point. "Raphael, you're right. They do have reinforcements."

"The Flame Tyrant is here?" Han Jin's spirits were lifted. It was as if he could already see countless high-purity fire magic crystals rolling towards them.

"That's not it …" Majordomo Gail was startled by Han Jin's tone. He couldn't understand why Han Jin was so excited. "But it's already very troublesome. This time, there are Flame Gegg, Longhorn Demons, and Hellhounds."

"Is the situation very serious?" Han Jin noticed Gail's expression and became serious.

"It's more than just very serious." Majordomo Gail smiled bitterly. "It should be very serious, especially with their numbers. Adding the Abyss Warriors from a few days ago, the enemy we're facing is almost … close to a million."

A million was not a small number. Even Han Jin felt a little dizzy when he heard it. A million people … If each of them threw a stone, they could probably drown Esnoli City.

"It's not because of me, is it?" Han Jin said suspiciously. Donald didn't have any reason to put so many troops here. "How did they come here from the Great Rift Valley? Why didn't they send troops to attack the Holy Crown City? "

"The Holy Crown City is very peaceful. The elves didn't find anything unusual." Majordomo Gail said.

If they had heard that a million troops were coming to attack the Holy Crown City, Han Jin might have jumped up immediately, and Majordomo Gail and the others wouldn't have been so relaxed. But after all, they were in a strange city, so they didn't have any feelings. Not to mention that before they set out, they had already made a detailed plan. If the God of War was in danger, they would immediately retreat. There was no need to sacrifice themselves for a strange city.

"That's strange …"

"I'm also very strange. It's impossible to get so many people to the ground without dozens of days of arrangement." Majordomo Gail said. "Besides, even if Donald really wanted to deal with you, he should at least send the Flame Tyrant. Without that kind of person, let alone a million people, even ten million people can't stop you."

"But why do I still feel that something is wrong?" Han Jin said while thinking. "Millions of troops are here, but the Flame Tyrant still hasn't appeared. What is he waiting for?"

"Raphael, I feel that you want to see the Flame Tyrant very much?" Gail asked in surprise.

"I don't have a choice." Han Jin sighed. "The magic crystals are running out. I can only hope that the Flame Tyrant can bring me a surprise."

Gail couldn't help but laugh. Listening to Han Jin's tone, he didn't care about the Flame Tyrant at all. After all, the Flame Tyrant was second only to the three giants. If these words came from someone else's mouth, Gail would only think that the person was overestimating himself. But Han Jin was different. No matter how powerful the Flame Tyrant was, it couldn't be more powerful than the Fallen Angel.

"How far is it from us?" Han Jin asked.

"It will be here by dusk at the latest. Should we prepare first?"

"Yes, I'll go now." Han Jin and Gail walked out the door. "By the way, how's the negotiation going?"

"Those people are so cowardly. I only scared them a little, and they didn't dare to say anything." Gail seemed to be still brooding over the councilors' cowardice.

"Isn't that good? When dusk comes, I hope they still have the courage to remain silent. That way, they won't have the chance to speak for the rest of their lives. We can save some energy, too," Han Jin said with a smile.

"That's true." Majordomo Gail smiled as well. "I can't even be bothered to kill those useless people."

As soon as they walked out of the room, they bumped into Zenglin and Adolf. It seemed that Adolf already knew that the Abyss army was coming in large numbers. There was a hint of excitement on his wrinkled old face.

"Sir." Adolf bowed meticulously before straightening his back and looking at Han Jin. Even Gail and Zenglin, who were standing to the side, could see the desire in his eyes clearly.

"Haha, don't worry. No matter how many people there are, they are just small fries. I care about the big guys." Han Jin looked at Adolf helplessly. Why did this old man become so excited when he heard that there was going to be a war? He didn't know where his endless energy came from.

"Are you talking about the Flame Tyrant?" Adolf's expression changed slightly.

"No." Han Jin shook his head. "I'm talking about the demon from that day. I have a feeling that he hasn't gone far."

Han Jin's greatest reliance was the Earth Shrinking Spell and Earthmeld. However, Earthmeld was used for escaping, while Earth Shrinking Spell was the best weapon for hunting down enemies. The appearance of Leonardo, who also had the ability to teleport, made Han Jin feel uncomfortable.

At the mention of demons, Adolf's expression turned serious. No matter what profession they were, they would have a headache if they encountered an enemy that could appear anywhere at any time. Other than Han Jin, no one else could do anything to Leonardo.

"But it's okay. That guy's attack power isn't that great. He was lucky last time and got away." Han Jin still felt a little regretful that he couldn't kill Leonardo.

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