Chapter 678 Attack

When the war in Silver Star City began, on the border battlefield of the distant Karlas Province, a secret projection meeting was held at the same time in the central palace of a city called Laputel that had been controlled by the marquises.

Relying on the crystal ball engraved with layers of secret patterns in the core chamber, the flow rate of time in the virtual conference room is kept constant at a rate of ten to one with that of the outside world, and it has the effect of anti-prophecy magic.

Projections with different appearances appeared in the conference room almost at the same time.

If anyone knows them, they will be surprised to find that in the projection in this small conference room, the projections of the seven marquises who started the war are all present!

"The news has been officially confirmed. The Light Chaser of the Alfred family and the Silver Storm of the Olivendi family have been secretly transferred back and appeared in the Star Territory battlefield.

Now, the Silver Star City battlefield in the southeast of Karlas Province and the Leila City battlefield in the east are no longer protected by the ninth-order forces. "

After all the participants arrived, Marquis Winter, whose projection appeared as a dark figure shrouded in mist, spoke first and told the news he had obtained.

No one present was surprised by this result, or rather, the two major families had no choice.

"Then, according to the plan, we should choose the next target."

Looking around at the many silent marquises, the projection of Marquis Winter finally spoke.

"I think the [Holy Sword of Glory] of the Alfred family is pretty good. It was only in the last two hundred years that it broke through to the ninth level. Its strength is average, so it's not difficult to get it."

Since directly reciting the name of a ninth-level expert can be easily sensed by the other party, people often call them by their titles when discussing the ninth-level of the enemy.

"Winter Chill of the Olivendi family is also good. He is known as the youngest ninth-rank warrior in the empire. He has great potential in the future and is worth targeting."

"I second your opinion. I also think it is appropriate to choose these two ninth-level targets."

“Second!”

Many marquises discussed the matter, but ultimately agreed that the target could be set on these two ninth-level masters.

"Everyone, unfortunately, we can only choose one of them for this target."

However, after listening to everyone's discussion in silence for a while, Marquis Draka finally spoke.

“We currently have only two more ninth-level fighters than the other side, and the target is from a duke’s family, so he must have a lot of high-level magic items on him.

If only two of us act together, we might be able to defeat the enemy easily, but it would be difficult to really kill the target. We need at least three ninth-level warriors to be safe enough."

"If I have to choose between the two, I think [Winter Chill] is the most suitable. He is very young and has great potential in the future."

"I'm still more optimistic about the Sword of Radiance. According to intelligence, he is likely to make another breakthrough in the near future, which will be a considerable threat to us."

"I also agree with choosing the [Sword of Radiance]."

"I choose [Winter Chill]."

“…”

"Well, let's take a vote!"

As the intentions of many marquises diverged, Marquis Winter spoke indifferently.

No one raised any objections, and after a moment, the voting results were officially announced.

[Winter Chill] Carrot won with a vote of four to three.

"Well, Your Excellency Cuijing and Your Excellency Anrita, your opponents have already left. According to the agreement, please cooperate with me in secret and make sure to successfully resolve the target."

"As for the two battlefields, according to the agreement, they will be temporarily handed over to the resistance organizations to occupy. I hope they can handle even such a small matter."

Seeing this, Marquis Beshim, who looked like an ordinary young man with black hair and black eyes, slowly stood up and nodded to the two marquises.

As the targets and executors were determined, the temporary projections of the marquises stood up and dissipated, and the meeting ended.

Avis was not the only one who wanted to reduce the number of ninth-level warriors on the enemy side, the Marquis also thought so.

On the other side, after the temporary meeting, the two marquises Cuijing and Anlita, who were assigned tasks, immediately set off and were secretly teleported to the location of Marquis Beshim.

At this moment, Marquis Beshim was commanding the army on the west side of the province of Karlas.

After seeing the two marquises secretly teleported over, a man wearing a dark green sacrificial robe with the emblem of the [Songxing Esoteric Cult] and a strange stone mask nodded slightly to the two of them.

When they saw this person, a hint of vigilance flashed in the eyes of the two marquises at the same time.

Marquis Cuijing left the deepest impression on them. He was actually one of the three marquises who were severely injured in the explosion of Sky City and should still be recovering slowly.

But while he was recuperating, the mysterious [Song Star Secret Cult] suddenly appeared, and used a strange ritual to allow him to quickly restore his strength. The price was that he joined the Marquis's camp and declared war on the four major families.

But after receiving treatment, Marquis Cuijing was left with only a strong sense of vigilance in his heart. How could these alien cults be able to solve the problem that he, a ninth-level cultivator, couldn't solve?

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"Before this operation begins, I will temporarily shield the fate of your majesties to prevent the enemy from noticing in advance."

Faced with the slight hostility from the two marquises, the masked priest of the [Song Star Secret Cult] turned a blind eye.

"Now, let's go!" . ….…. "The war should have already started... huh?"

In the central military tent, Duke Carrot paused while reviewing a document, and looked into the night sky in the direction of the stars. He suddenly felt uneasy for no reason.

He put down the magic feather pen in his hand, and his invisible thoughts suddenly extended and expanded, carefully checking every corner around the army, but in the end he found nothing.

"Yes, they need to hold me back to prevent me from supporting other battlefields... In other words, they are about to launch an attack."

As the situation gradually became clear to him, the Duke's expression turned cold.

At the same time, the ground began to vibrate slightly. That was the effect that could only be caused by a large number of troops charging. The roar of magic and the sharp sound of arrows piercing the air had already faintly reached the Duke's ears.

And in the center of the countless attacking armies, a terrifying aura like the sun had already locked onto Duke Carrot who was in charge of the army.

"I don't know what's going on with Fiona and Avis."

The Duke changed his mind with some worry, stood up suddenly, and disappeared from the tent in a flash. The next moment he appeared in mid-air, facing the Marquis Beshim in the distance.

There was no conversation. Above the armies of both sides that were like a black tide below, two different rule fields expanded from the two of them as the center and collided violently with each other. Everything seemed to be no different from before.

But in the next moment, two other different rule domains suddenly expanded from nothingness, and together with the earliest Marquis Beshim, they surrounded Duke Carrot in the center! The sudden accident made Carrot's face change suddenly, and what made him even more depressed was that the battlefield space had been completely blocked by the alien divine power, and the message for help could no longer be transmitted.

Three against one, after struggling to hold on for a moment, Duke Carrot's rule field quickly dissolved like snowflakes in the sun.

Through the hazy area, one can see that beside the Duke, a twenty-sided ice crystal sparkling with starlight is floating with difficulty, emitting a terrifying aura of rules, supporting the Duke's last defensive position, but it still quickly dims under the joint attack of the three ninth-level warriors.

If there are no variables, then Carrot will become the first ninth-level to retire in this imperial civil war.

(End of this chapter)