Chapter 475

Amber was shocked by his own speculation.

But don't make such a change now, he has just established a good situation and is waiting to count money until his bones grow hyperplasia. Chenxi's main purpose is to have another battle with the dragon gods, then everything will be completely messed up and completely out of control.

Amberxiu can't even choose a side to bet on now, because he and the Lord of Dawn are naturally hostile to each other. As for the dragon gods...it doesn't matter what he just did overseas, it's already a strict rule of Io that the dragon gods didn't crush him to death.

Withered Rose was also shocked by Amber's speculation. If the Lord of Dawn can really take action, is it possible to destroy Ryan?

Both of them were worried, but Amber Xiu reacted faster. He comforted Withered Rose and said, "I think I might be overthinking it. Once the gambling game is over, something big will definitely happen. The situation doesn't look that serious now."

Withered Rose was not so optimistic. She said nervously, "But this is a matter of time. Even if the Dragon Tyrant has not won yet, victory is not far away."

Amber Xiu said in a deep voice: "You are right. In this case, let me take this opportunity to personally confirm to what extent the Demon Dragon Tyrant has been resurrected."

Withered Rose thought of Amber's understanding of the soul and asked, "Can you see it through the magic mirror?"

"No, so I need to interview him."

After all, what the magic mirror transmitted was just an image. Amber's perception could only distinguish the difference in color, not the fluctuations of the soul.

If he could meet face to face, Amber Xiu was confident that he could sense something wrong with the other person's soul.

"It's too dangerous! If the dragon really revives, you may not be able to return to the phylactery and be reborn."

The power of time is so strong that the dragon tyrant must have been able to truly kill the lich, otherwise even the undead would not be within the enslavement of the dragon clan.

No one knows how powerful the current dragon is, so it would be easy for Amberxiu to get into danger if he did this.

"Don't worry, I won't die now. Not to mention my own abilities, I will tell everyone, including the gods, before this meeting."

Of course, Amberxiu would not be stupid enough to meet Emperor Ryan alone. Who knows if Ryan has the means to break through the protection of the life box.

Not only did he have to bring a bunch of people and make a big fuss, he also had to notify all the gods.

The God of Alchemy will definitely protect him. Talos is reluctant to let Ambersu die now, and the two lords of Hell are waiting for Ambersu's advance payment to use their bank account, so they are also reluctant to let him die.

With so many gods watching here, no matter how powerful you, the dragon tyrant, are, you have to consider the consequences.

If you owe others tens of thousands of dollars, you can be hacked to death at any time; if you owe the country millions, you will be arrested and put in jail; if you owe the gods countless fun and hundreds of millions of soul coins, they will keep you alive.

Such is human nature, whether human or divine.

Withered Rose said firmly: "Then I will go with you."

"Ah? Ms. Rose, I can only guarantee my own safety, but I may not be able to protect you."

Amber was worried that the Withered Rose would not be able to control her emotions. When the undead go crazy, they have no rationality at all.

"You are willing to take risks for me, so why would I let you go alone? At worst, you can call Cang Gu and Gareth, and the Mourning Poetry Society will assemble again. We won't be afraid of the Ryan people taking action."

Withered Rose was extremely determined and would not let Amberxiu go alone this time no matter what.

Amberxiu had no choice. Withered Rose was not an ordinary girl, but the Queen of the Undead who controlled a kingdom. No one could stop her from doing what she had decided to do.

"In that case, let's just have some fun. I'll try to invite everyone together. Ryan won't dare to mess around unless he wants to start a world war."

"Everyone?" Withered Rose asked, "Do you mean the elves?"

"Not only the elves, druids, dwarves, and the Kingdom of Raging Tides, but also representatives of overseas dragons and underwater races. Since you want to find out Ryan's true strength, then use a heavy hammer to knock, otherwise it won't make any sound at all."

If only the undead met with Ryan, there was a high chance that they would overturn the table if they disagreed. Regardless of winning or losing, there would definitely be damage.

Even if the Mourning Poets Society inflicts heavy damage on Ryan, it will probably cost a few lives.

Amberxiu was reluctant to part with any of his friends in the Mourning Poets Society, even Herky Stone, and he wanted to continue to exploit him to work for him.

The easiest way to prevent the table from overturning is to make it bigger. When the table is heavy enough, even Talos won't be able to overturn it.

Withered Rose said doubtfully: "What reason do you have to gather these people? Emperor Ryan's name alone is not enough."

Now Ryan has offended too many people, and Amberxiu must find a reason that everyone can accept, so that other kingdoms will be likely to send envoys.

"I haven't thought about it yet, but it's not a big problem. We can delay it."

"How can you delay? Are the Ryan people anxious to get your weapons? The war won't drag on for too long."

"It's very simple. Just make the orcs weaker. I will find a random reason to take back the orcs' airships. Without the eyes in the sky, the orcs will not dare to cross the Emerald River to attack. It's not time for a decisive battle yet."

This is the power of the world's strongest arms dealer, which can influence the direction of the war at any time. However, the orcs will definitely be very dissatisfied, and Amber needs to think about how to compensate them, at least to make the orcs look good, and not to completely offend customers by relying on monopoly.

"Oh, my head hurts. I have to go back and think about the specific operation. Ms. Qiangwei, please help us to gather the Mourning Poetry Society."

If you accidentally make things worse, you will have more things to do.

Amber was in a difficult situation, and Ryan's situation was not much better.

When Angel Watson reported the lich's request to meet with the emperor, the little emperor felt a headache.

Oh, now we can no longer call him the little emperor, he is the last true emperor of Ryan - Atros.

But this name cannot be known to others for the time being.

Atros was leaning on the throne, his long hair covering his right eye which had turned into a dragon eye, making him look no different.

Atros frowned at the urgent secret letter in his hand. He didn't expect that the lich would want to meet him.

To be honest, Artros didn't want to see it.

It’s not that he is afraid that this lich will be crazy enough to assassinate him, Emperor Ryan, but that this lich is extremely evil.

How could a lich be friends with a paladin? Even when all races united in rebellion, the undead were still under suspicion. Only Arthur Ryan could truly trust the undead.

Ryan has been educating the people for 1,700 years, but under this education, Alan still became friends with the undead.

It's not just Alan, Artros knows that there are many people in this kingdom who cooperate with this undead.

And if Ryan is not counted, this lich has even more partners.

In the past, Arthur Ryan united all races with love and justice. Today, this lich unites all races with interests. The means are different but the effect is the same.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Artros did not dare to underestimate this lich and treated him as Arthur Lane.

It was easy to get into trouble when meeting with such a person. If his identity was discovered, it would be troublesome. Artros couldn't make an enemy of the whole world right now.

But is it enough to just not meet? If Ryan gives up the deal, he will lose the opportunity to upgrade his weapons and equipment.

The weapons created by this lich are epoch-making products. Without these weapons, it would be like humans fighting a dragon with bare hands. Without the favor of the gods, they cannot win.

If the dragon clan had faced this kind of weapon back then, they would probably have lost even faster.

Although Atros was descended from the dragon, he was not a true dragon tyrant. Death was equal to all living things. The dragon was dead, and Atros could only be considered a half-descendant and successor.

Born in this era, you must adapt to this era.

The dragon clan has declined, and the power of the Time Dragon is not invincible, so he must obtain these weapons.

Whether you imitate it or buy it, you must get it.

"Is it really true that I have no choice but to meet this lich? How can I avoid alerting him? Do I have to pretend to be a fool?"

Everyone knows the little emperor's previous performance, maybe pretending to be stupid can get away with it.

"If we are just communicating through the magic mirror, it shouldn't be a problem. Let me think about how that idiot usually behaves..."

As he was recalling the past, Atros suddenly frowned, and a sharp pain surged up, causing him to crush the handle of the throne.

"Liar! Give me back my body!"

"Kill you, cut you into pieces!"

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A shrill wail sounded in Atros' soul, making him feel even more uncomfortable.

These are the remaining resentments of the little emperor. Even though his soul has been assimilated and fused by Atreus, only some soul fragments remain. However, these fragments are like shards of glass and are the most difficult things to grind away.

Atros had to endure the pain of his soul being mixed with glass shards in order to think. And every time he thought of something related to the little emperor, this pain would intensify.

All Artros could do was fast forward time every time he felt severe pain, shortening the pain he endured.

At this time, he frowned and thought hard, trying to find a way to deal with this lich.

"I heard that this lich is extremely greedy for money. Can we just bribe him with money?"

Ryan's treasury is still quite full, so it's easy to get money out. Can he turn him into his tool by taking out tens of millions of gold coins? Just as he was thinking about this question, a servant suddenly walked in tremblingly and reported to Artros, "Your Majesty, Alan Watson is here again."

Atros frowned even more and asked, "What does he want to do now?"

"Your Majesty, it's the same request as before. Alan Watson wants to go to the battlefield and fight against the orcs with his brother."

This was not the first time that Alan Watson had applied to go to the front line, but Arteros had never allowed it.

Allen's identity is too special, completely different from Angel Watson. If Allen continues to go to the battlefield to make meritorious contributions, he will overshadow the emperor.

Alan knew his brother's temper. If he ran to the battlefield without permission, Angel Watson would kill him directly, let alone participate in the battle.

No one can break the military rules, not even your own brothers.

So Alan had no choice but to apply again and again.

Artros smiled and ordered, "Tell Alan that I have another important mission for him, which is as important as going to the battlefield. For Ryan, he must do it well!"

(End of this chapter)