Martin shook his head, trying to put aside those messy thoughts, and continued to concentrate on reviewing the memorials on the desk.

Looking at the information in the memorial, he couldn't help but feel a headache and secretly annoyed in his heart: Why don't these nobles learn their lesson?

Always touching the bottom line again and again.

At this moment, a series of sharp and loud alarms suddenly resounded throughout the sky above Yulong City. Immediately afterwards, a series of protective magic circles lit up one after another, tightly covering Yulong City.

Martin's figure flashed and he instantly arrived above the palace. Looking up, he saw that the outside of the city was densely packed with demigods.

His expression suddenly turned extremely grim, and he wondered in his heart, "How could so many demigods suddenly appear? Could they be from the Northern Continent? No, that's impossible. If the Northern Continent had so many demigods, they would have launched an attack long ago. Why would they wait until now?"

Martin acted decisively and immediately sent an emergency notice through the communication crystal to the demigods and dragon knights with strength above demigod outside, informing them that Yulong City was in big trouble and they should return to rescue it quickly.

Afterwards, the dragon knights outside turned around and rushed towards Yulong City.

Martin glanced at the energy panel and found that more than 600 million energies had been accumulated during this period. He made a prompt decision and consumed this energy to allow Long Yi to successfully advance to the demigod level.

Soon, the dragon knights stationed outside rushed back one after another.

Martin immediately ordered Long Er and Long San to use the space crack to send all members of the White royal family to the great secret realm of Lake Hestia in the middle realm to ensure their safety.

After making this series of arrangements, Martin looked solemn, his eyes fixed on those demigod figures.

At this moment, Betan quickly came to Martin's side and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, I implore you to go to Lake Hestia immediately. It is relatively safe there."

After hearing what Betan said, Martin fell into a brief contemplation, and then looked up at the sky again.

He knew very well that he could not leave, as the empire needed him to stay at this critical moment.

So he decisively gave the order, letting everyone go to fight, while he chose to stay in the throne hall and wait for their triumphant return.

Betan knew from Martin's determined eyes that he could no longer persuade him, so he said no more and rode the dragon straight into the air like an arrow, confronting those uninvited guests.

After quickly scanning the enemy lineup, Betan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were no lower-level gods on the enemy side.

However, the commander of the Golden Legion on the opposite side had a face as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm.

He was secretly angry in his heart, knowing that he had been deceived by that woman Catherine.

How could this be the combat power of a royal palace? It was clearly the strength of an empire, almost on par with the former Elven Empire. It was truly a formidable challenge.

Immediately afterwards, dragon knight Betan and others rode their giant dragons and took off into the air.

The golden army on the opposite side also flew up together, and both sides reached the highest point in the sky.

After a brief silence, without any verbal exchange, they immediately engaged in battle.

At first, the battle was one-sided, and the dragon knights seemed to have the upper hand, almost crushing their opponents.

However, strangely enough, those broken robots seemed to have immortal bodies and were quickly reassembled.

This situation made Eric and Betan realize that if they continued like this, they might be dragged to death.

Martin stared at Betan and others fighting in the sky through his eyes of perspective. He was anxious when he saw that those enemies were impossible to kill.

After thinking for a moment, he hurriedly took out the communication crystal and made a call. Soon, Xiaoyi's voice came out: "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Martin had no time to think about anything else at the moment, and hurriedly said: "I urgently need a way to deal with these things, please find one quickly."

After saying that, he sent the photos of those "creatures".

On the other end of the phone, Xiaoyi was surprised after seeing the photo: "How come this thing is still on this plane? Wasn't it destroyed?"

When Martin heard this, he immediately asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Xiaoyi said "wait a minute", and then there was a sound of rummaging.

A few minutes later, Xiaoyi's voice rang out again: "These things are called the Golden Legion, named after their golden color. They are the product of wizards and are extremely evil. They were refined from the natives of the mechanical plane."

"It's said that it takes one hundred thousand natives to train one member of the Golden Legion. The natives of the Mechanical Plane were completely trained by those wizards, and the Mechanical Plane was also sold off to other planes."

"When they attacked our plane, there were a hundred of these Golden Legions serving as the vanguard. At that time, the Continental Parliament hadn't yet been established, and the Elven Empire suffered heavy casualties before they reduced the Golden Legions to only a dozen or so. In the end, they had no other options, so some were driven to the Northern Continent, while others were sealed away in the secret realms of the Western Continent."

"If this Golden Legion is coming for you, it's most likely the group that was driven to the Northern Continent. As for the solution, let me see... We need to blast the divine power crystal into the burning heart of the Golden Legion members in order to destroy them."

After hearing this, Martin was speechless.

The Elf Empire is wealthy and does not care about the consumption of divine power crystals, but where does he get so much money?

I had roughly estimated before that if the other side had a thousand people, then we would need a thousand divine power crystals.

Forget it, let's use the second method, find a secret place, seal them up, and then throw them directly into the space turbulence.

At this moment, Xiaoyi's voice rang out again: "Your Majesty, I advise you not to throw that secret realm into the spatial turbulence. You must know that once the secret realm leaves the light column plane, its invisibility effect will disappear completely."

"In this way, the wizards can find the secret realm based on the coordinates left on the Golden Legion, and then reversely deduce the coordinates of the light column plane based on the coordinates of the secret realm. Therefore, they can only be imprisoned, not exiled."

Martin heard this and quickly asked, "Is there no other way?"

The sound of flipping through books could be heard from Xiaoyi again, and then he continued, "There is another way, but it requires the power of a higher god to destroy it."