Ryan pointed the skeleton's fingertips on his right arm, and the mist tokens floating behind him turned into torrents, sweeping everyone away.
Some have more people, some have fewer, even the Wolf Country's Xier has a pile of mist tokens in front of his table.
As for the fog tokens in front of Sigil, they were naturally the 80 fog tokens represented by the 8 fog lord tokens in Ryan's hand.
Everyone looked at the mist token flying in front of their table with different expressions. Ryan immediately explained his distribution method to everyone.
Everyone was stunned after hearing this, and everyone had different attitudes towards this distribution method where the strong always get stronger.
Some people disagree but dare not say so, while others completely agree.
Therefore, in the end, due to Ryan's dignity, he did not refute.
Seeing that no one had any other opinions, Ryan smiled and nodded, then put the 363 mist tokens floating behind him into the magic device.
Everyone looked at Ryan taking the remaining 300-odd Mist Tokens with envy in their eyes.
If these mist tokens were exchanged for treasures and supplies, the amount they could get would be a astronomical number.
It's impossible not to be jealous.
With these more than 300 Mist Tokens being swallowed by Ryan, the token distribution event of this small round table meeting came to an end.
Ryan opened his arms and embraced Ekitra, who was standing beside him, and began to chat with everyone...
outside world.
The leaders of various forces in the stands sighed inwardly as they watched the situation regarding Ryan's distribution of tokens.
The era of the Echisaya Empire...is about to come.
Looking at the scene in the secret realm, Ryan was domineering when distributing tokens, and there were other people who became Ryan's foil.
They seemed to have seen the future scene where Ryan overwhelmed others from various forces.
Ryan was like a huge mountain pressing down on the others, difficult to cross and difficult to climb.
At this time, Albert slowly spoke, "Since the Mist Lord Tokens and Mist Tokens have been distributed in the secret realm, then... why not end the secret realm now."
"We can also have more time to come back in the remaining time."
Tiberius, the president of the Federal Parliament, sneered upon hearing this. "There are still five days left. Who will have the last laugh is still uncertain."
"To end it now would be too disrespectful of others. Do you really think your empire is invincible?"
Tiberius' words were very clear, that is, in addition to the empire, there were other forces in the secret realm, and something unexpected might happen in these five days.
"Even if something unexpected happens, you don't have to worry about it. After all, the federal team has been eliminated long ago, and not a single one is left." Albert said calmly.
The Lord of the Secret Realm, Harris, chuckled and said, "Alright everyone, five days is neither too much nor too little. We originally agreed on a month, so Lord Albert should wait a little longer."
Albert nodded. It was just a proposal, and it didn't matter if it didn't pass.
Outside, the sun rose in the east and set in the west, and soon it was the morning of the fifth day.
For the past five days, Tiberius had been hoping that other forces would unite to resist Ryan, but the actual development was the opposite of what he expected.
In the past five days in the secret realm, the various forces have treated each other with respect, without even the slightest friction.
Peace is amazing!
On the morning of the fifth day, Harris took out a golden pocket watch from his breast pocket, looked at it, and said to everyone with a smile.
"Everyone, a month has passed, and the battle for the fog has come to an end. Congratulations to everyone on your excellent results."
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