The Hualuotianxia Guild became famous.

Under the command of the wise and powerful Vice President Qiu Shui Yiren, Hualuotianxia swept away its previous decline and directly launched a major counterattack. It took only half a month to advance the front line forty kilometers and successfully regained the previously lost territory.

On the battlefield, Hualuotianxia revealed a new type of constructed mecha team that had never appeared in the empire before, and its combat effectiveness was extremely amazing.

According to the commanders who had fought against them before, on the battlefield, those dark construct mechas were like unstoppable giants, and their construct troops were almost defeated at the first touch.

Those strange black constructs had strong defenses and seemed to be immortal. Even if they were injured by concentrated fire, they could gradually recover in a way that was difficult for them to understand.

This amazing record obviously attracted the attention of some senior professionals.

Soon, the information about Hualuotianxia was placed on the tables of nearby noble lords and some major forces.

"This new type of construct troop is...interesting. I need more information about them."

"It seems that a new force has intervened. Let's investigate who is behind them."

After learning about Hualuotianxia's battle record, some small and medium-sized nobles adjusted their attitudes slightly and prepared to wait and see how the situation developed.

Soon, more surprises appeared before everyone's eyes.

As other forces in the Olivendi camp were losing ground, Hualuotianxia's behavior of standing out immediately attracted the attention of the [Spark] resistance.

A seventh-rank rebel leader in charge of this area secretly led his troops to attack, intending to personally stop Hualuotianxia's offensive, to dampen their fighting spirit, and to seize some of this new type of construct for research.

But an accident happened again. When the rebel leader just showed up and was about to start a massacre on the battlefield, an unknown powerful being hidden in the army of Hualuotianxia's camp took action.

The attacking seventh-level professional was barely able to fight for a few moves before he was forced to use his life-saving trump card, and barely escaped after paying a terrible price.

According to the information he revealed afterwards, the other party looked similar to those strange constructed troops, wearing black armor and several meters tall, but his strength was already very close to the eighth level, and he was suspected to be a magic swordsman who was about to break through.

In fact, those were the third generation of demonized soldiers created by Avis through the perfect blood technology. They had no chance to show up before, so it was just right to conduct large-scale combat tests here.

As soon as this news came out, all major forces became much more vigilant against this medium-sized foreign organization that suddenly emerged.

It is obvious that this is no longer an ordinary force of foreigners. There must be some high-level strongman behind it, using the Hualuotianxia Guild as a white glove.

As they were not sure who was behind this, some noble forces sent invitations to the head of the Hualuo Union, politely asking for a meeting with the leader, or more tactfully inviting him to a dinner.

At Avis's instruction, Qiu Shui Yiren agreed to some of the invitations, and then, under Avis's kind witness, they gained some more 'allies'.

"I am the orthodox of Olivendi," said Avis to these wavering fence- sitters . ...

Even though the other party forcefully broke through the secret base and snatched Fiona away, everyone present here is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and they would not fight to the death with a true ninth-level prophet for this.

To other ninth-level professionals, the biggest threat of ninth-level prophets is actually that they can ignore cover-ups and find most, or even all, of the resurrection tricks hidden by ninth-level professionals.

If the main body dies unexpectedly once, it is possible that it will fall into eternal sleep, which is something that no ninth-level being can tolerate.

And now, a new ninth-level prophet has appeared.

They were eager to know which force this ninth-rank prophet belonged to.

As for the fault of Marquis Winter for failing to guard the city properly, which led to Fiona's kidnapping, the other marquises finally unanimously decided not to pursue the matter.

Perhaps Marquis Winter's description of the opponent's strength was exaggerated, but the other marquises thought to themselves that if any one of them faced a ninth-level prophet alone, the result would probably be similar.

After much deliberation and discussion, the marquises finally reached a consensus that they could try to communicate with them and see if they could establish cooperation.

As they were unclear about the origins of this mysterious ninth-rank prophet, they initially planned to entrust their own high-ranking prophet to communicate on their behalf, but they learned that the other party had hidden his own destiny line, and no one could currently find him through the web of destiny.

Considering the previous situation of the prophet group, the marquises also realized that this new ninth-level prophet should be hiding from the stargazers.

So, they began to gradually spread the news of their desire for cooperation through their respective information channels.

Soon, in the new issue of the Empire Morning Post, Anvis saw a message from Marquis Winter, one of the honorary members of the Glorious Alliance.

He claimed that what happened at the Snow Mountain Base was just a misunderstanding, and he would wait for a long time at the manor outside the royal capital, hoping that the two sides could have another meeting and exchange to resolve the previous misunderstanding.

"Marquis Winter... the Glorious Alliance camp."

Sitting on the recliner, Anvis read the invitation in the newspaper and an ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, let's meet them then."

If you think about it carefully, the conflict of interests between them is not actually so acute as to be irreconcilable.

In this timeline, Anvis has planned to completely let go of himself and make the largest-scale attempt to "revive the Olivendi family."

"Well, considering the time, it's almost time for Senior to be on the news."

After glancing at the date on the newspaper, Avis folded it up and put it into his space ring.

In the previous life, after the Olivendi family’s base was breached, the Holy Light Church, which should have made greater moves in the empire, suddenly disappeared. The reason was that Senior Claire arrived at the ruins of her loyal old god and brought something out of it.

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Later, due to the collapse of the ruins, some kind of ancient existence that was no longer restricted broke out, and its information pollution directly affected half of the Saint Messia Empire, forcing the Pope to withdraw all his strength to suppress it.

Avis suspected that the ruins where Claire was located in this incident were most likely the remains of Yaina, the city of origin of the stellar civilization that he had explored in his previous life and which sent him to this timeline.

Speaking of which, when he was dragged by the time-space device to travel to this timeline, Claire was also by his side. I wonder if she was affected in any way. . ….….That night, an uninvited guest arrived at the manor of Marquis Winter.

Looking at the mysterious carriage parked in front of the metal fence gate of the manor, the gatekeeper guard tightened the joystick in his hand, somewhat hesitant.

The other party did not have an invitation letter and did not reveal his identity, so logically he should not be allowed to pass. However, the two mysterious black-armored figures driving the car exuded a chilling aura.

But soon, a command from the manor solved his problem: "Let them go immediately!"

Wiping the sweat that had seeped out of his forehead as if he had been pardoned, the porter immediately pulled down the control lever and watched in awe as the carriage rumbled into the open gate.

"Welcome to my manor, Mr. Man in the Mirror. Thank you for giving us a precious opportunity to clarify the misunderstanding."

Marquis Winter was already waiting in the fountain square in front of the main entrance of the manor. When he saw Avis getting off the carriage, he walked forward with a big laugh, while his eyes inconspicuously swept over the two demonized soldiers driving the carriage.

These two things gave him a strange feeling. They didn't look like human beings, nor did they look like alchemical items.

"We did have a very regrettable misunderstanding before, Mr. Winter. I hope this misunderstanding will not happen again in the future."

Anvis also smiled politely and shook hands gently with Marquis Winter.

It was obvious that both parties present were just clones.

"I understand the intention of Mr. Winter to propose a meeting. I can tell you clearly that I do not represent the position of any force at present, and there is no fundamental conflict between us."

"In this case, I wonder if you are willing to cooperate with us?"

Hearing this, Marquis Winter looked relaxed, and seemed very satisfied with Anvis's statement.

"Since you are willing to come for a meeting, you must want something. What is your purpose?"

"I do have an unwelcome request."

Under the inquiring gaze of Marquis Winter, Anvis' smile suddenly widened, appearing a little dark under the moonlight.

"I want everything from the Olivendi family!" (End of this chapter)