Chapter 790: Night of Conspiracy
As outsiders, the elves naturally stand in opposition to most of the local ruling forces on the Yar continent.
Therefore, the rebels, who were also hostile to the local ruling class, became natural allies.
With the addition of Seymour, the strength of the Light of Hope increased instantly. There was no need for Dark Crow to disguise himself as a mysterious ninth-level strongman to put out fires everywhere, and they now had the capital to compete with the Federal Parliament.
But compared to the Light of Hope, more ninth-order elves who came on the ship chose the "Spark", the most popular resistance organization in the entire continent.
The arrival of the elves also caught many people off guard.
If we say that originally most of the Spark Organization were kingdom troops disguised as rebels, they were acting and took advantage of the chaos to attack other kingdoms and occupy their land.
But now with the addition of a large number of high-level elven professionals, those powerful kingdoms in the Federation that had originally taken advantage of the situation found that their territories were also attacked by the elves.
This is not something that the original motley crowd of civilian resistance forces could compare to. Those who dared to board the ship in the first batch to explore the Yar continent were all confident enough in their own strength, and among them there were even several ninth-level elves.
Such a force cannot be underestimated wherever it goes.
Under this situation, the war in the Federation escalated further, and those large kingdoms that had been able to maintain relative peace were finally drawn into the war.
Realizing that something was not right, some of the federal high-ranking officials who had supported the Spark organization withdrew their investments and began to wipe out Spark in an all-out effort, hoping to end the war that was gradually getting out of control.
However, at this time, Leo finally showed his long-hidden fangs. . …..… Glorious Year 2465, Cold Star Month, Day 1.
Itakuya, the capital of Kapolan.
It was already dusk, and two moons rose from the horizon. The soft and hazy moonlight accompanied by the starry sky cast a faint silver-purple edge on the brightly lit bustling city.
As the capital of one of the three major kingdoms of the Federation, it still maintains a peaceful atmosphere.
On top of the twin bell towers, the tallest building in the northwest corner of the royal capital, which has a long cultural history and elegant reliefs, two figures stand quietly.
The former was wearing dark silver armor branded with the emblem of the Spark Rebellion, with a black sword hanging from his waist. He was tall and straight, with sharp and cold eyes, like a piece of ice that had been silent for a long time.
The latter was wearing a pitch-black hooded robe and holding a light silver staff. His face was blurry as if shrouded in a layer of mist.
“Although I have been here many times, every time I visit again, I am amazed by the beauty of this city.”
Standing under the huge bronze bell on the top of the tower, which was said to have been hung by Capelan I himself, Leo looked out into the distance at the center of the huge city, the Itaqua Palace that was still magnificent under the cover of night, and felt a little emotional.
“I have seen a dark dragon descend from the sky into that dazzling palace, its wingspan casting a shadow that covered the entire city.
I have also seen the Arch of Victory that welcomed the triumphal return of the army. It was shining brightly under the two full moons, and every sacred relief inlaid on it was solemn and majestic as if it had come alive.
Unfortunately, all these scenes will eventually become history today."
"Isn't it your own choice that things have developed to this point, Lord Leo?"
Standing diagonally behind Leo, Avis also looked out at the bustling city below and spoke with a smile.
"It's my own choice... Haha, what a 'my own choice'! Even at this moment, you are still so hypocritical!"
Hearing Avis' words, Leo couldn't help but sneer as if he had heard some kind of joke.
"Yes, I have come this far. Are you satisfied? Is this what you charlatans want? To set the entire federation on fire and drag everyone into the flames of war.
They stay out of the matter, looking down like gods at the ants struggling to survive, and in doing so they gain the favor and favour of fate.
Faced with Leo's accusatory words, Avis did not respond, but just looked at him quietly.
Leo suddenly shook his head in self-mockery at Avis's attitude.
"Yes, what a coincidence, this is exactly what I wanted. I have waited too long and endured too long for this moment today.
The arrival of the elves only accelerated this process."
"…So, are you ready?"
Seeing that Leo couldn't control his emotions, Avis finally spoke.
"Once the action begins, there will be no turning back. The top leaders of the Federation will eliminate you at all costs. Even with your status as a ninth-rank crown, they won't be able to worry about it."
"Of course, the mission of 'Spark' is to burn everything, including itself."
A hint of cold satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and Leo nodded gently. Then, he suddenly turned around, staring at Avis with his hawk-like gray eyes, as if he wanted to see through Avis's concealment.
"But before we start, I have a question for you."
Without waiting for Avis to answer, Leo spoke on his own.
"You prophet, you treat the continent as your chessboard, and you enjoy manipulating the fate of others at will. But if one day, a 'chess piece' in your eyes suddenly breaks free from your chessboard and comes to you.
How will you feel when that happens?"
“This question was actually invalid from the beginning.”
Avis shook his head slightly.
"Sir Leo, chess players will not enter the chess game. In the chess game of fate, the 'prophet' is just a special kind of chess piece."
At this point, Avis smiled faintly under his hood covered in mist.
"But, for me personally, I'll be very happy--"
"Just like my impression of you charlatans, what an extremely arrogant reply."
Leo shook his head.
"Now, it's time to end it all!"
As he spoke, a slightly crazy and ferocious smile appeared on Leo's face. He slowly drew out the sword at his waist and pointed it tilted towards the purple moon in the night sky.
"Tonight, the name of Spark will go down in history!"
As the words fell, an invisible wave of rules instantly spread out from his sword and swept across the entire city.
The next moment, horrific explosions suddenly erupted from magic nodes all over the city. The superposition of a large number of rapidly expanding fireballs even briefly illuminated the night sky as if it were daytime.
In the royal palace, a fierce clash of rule forces broke out, and it was suspected that a ninth-level being was involved in a battle.
Outside the city, a large-scale unstable fluctuation suddenly occurred in the space. The scenery was distorted and opened like an oil painting. Countless rebels walked out and rushed towards the chaotic city ahead.
Similar scenes not only occurred in the capital of the Kingdom of Kapolan, but also appeared simultaneously in the capitals of all large and medium-sized kingdoms in the Federation!
(End of this chapter)
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