Chapter 790: Night of Conspiracy

As outsiders, the elves naturally stand in opposition to most of the local ruling forces in the Yar continent.

Therefore, the rebels who are also hostile to the local ruling class have become natural allies.

With the addition of Seymour, the strength of the Light of Hope has increased instantly. It no longer needs Dark Crow to disguise as a mysterious ninth-level strongman to put out fires everywhere, and it really has the capital to fight with the Federal Parliament.

But compared with the Light of Hope, more ninth-level elves who came with the ship chose the most popular resistance organization in the continent, "Spark".

The arrival of the elves also caught many people off guard.

If it is said that most of the original Spark organization was the kingdom army disguised as the rebels, taking advantage of the chaos to attack other kingdoms and occupy land.

But now with the addition of a large number of high-level elf professionals, those powerful kingdoms in the Federation that originally took advantage of the fire have found that their territories have also been attacked by the elves.

This is not something that the original mob of civilian resistance forces can compare to. The first group of people who dared to board the ship to explore the Yar Continent were all confident in their own strength, and there were even multiple ninth-level elves among them.

Such a force should not be underestimated wherever it goes.

Under this situation, the war in the Federation further escalated, and those large kingdoms that could originally maintain relative peace were finally involved in the war.

Finding that something was wrong, some of the Federation’s high-level officials who originally supported the "Spark" organization withdrew their funds and began to wipe out the "Spark" with all their strength, wanting to end this war that was gradually getting out of control.

However, at this time, Leo finally showed his long-hidden fangs.

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….….

Glorious calendar year 2465, cold star month, day.

Kaperan capital, Itakuya.

It was dusk, and the two moons rose from the horizon. The soft and hazy moonlight accompanied by the starlight in the sky dyed the brightly lit prosperous city with a faint silver-purple edge.

As the capital of one of the three kingdoms of the Federation, it still maintains a peaceful atmosphere.

Two figures stand quietly on the top of the twin bell towers, the tallest building in the northwest corner of the capital, which has a long cultural history and elegant reliefs.

The former wears dark silver armor with the emblem of the Spark Resistance Army, a dark sword hanging from his waist, a tall and straight figure, sharp and cold eyes, like a piece of ice that has been silent for a long time.

The latter wears a black hooded robe, holding a light silver staff, and his face is blurred as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

"Although I have been here many times, every time I visit again, I will be amazed by the beauty of this city."

Standing under the huge bronze bell on the top of the tower, which is said to be hung by Capelan I himself, Leo looked far away at the center of the huge city, the Itakuya Palace, which is still magnificent under the cover of night, and felt a little emotional.

"I have seen a giant black dragon descend from the sky and land in that dazzling palace, with the shadow cast by its wingspan covering the city of Sey.

I have also seen the victory arch that welcomes the army's triumphant return, shining under the two full moons, and each sacred relief inlaid on it is as solemn and majestic as if it has come to life.

Unfortunately, all these scenes will eventually become history today."

"Isn't it your own choice that things have developed to this point today, Mr. Leo?"

Standing diagonally behind Leo, Avis also looked at the prosperous city below and smiled.

"My own choice... Haha, what a 'my own choice'! At this time, you are still so hypocritical!"

Hearing Avis' words, Leo sneered as if he had heard some kind of joke.

"Yes, I have come to this point today. Are you satisfied? Is this the result you charlatans want? Ignite the entire federation and drag everyone into the war.

Stay out of the matter, as if looking down at the ants struggling to survive like a god, and use this to gain the favor and favor of the so-called fate."

Facing Leo's accusatory words, Avis did not respond, but just looked at him quietly.

At Avis's attitude, Leo suddenly shook his head in self-mockery.

"Yes, what a coincidence, this is exactly what I want. For this moment today, I have waited too long and endured too long.

The arrival of the elves has only accelerated this process."

"...So, are you ready?"

Seeing Leo unable to suppress his emotions, Avis finally spoke.

"When the action begins, there is no turning back. The top leaders of the Federation will get rid of you at all costs. Even with your status as a ninth-rank crown, they will not be able to worry about it."

"Of course, the mission of 'Spark' is to burn everything, including itself."

A hint of cold pleasure flashed in his eyes, and Leo nodded gently. Then, he suddenly turned around, and his hawk-like gray eyes stared at Avis coldly, as if he wanted to see through Avis's concealment.

"However, before we start, I have a question to ask 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 chess game and comes to you.

What will you think at that time?"

"This question is actually invalid from the beginning."

Avis shook his head slightly.

"Your Excellency Leo, chess players will not be involved in the chess game. In the chess game of fate, the 'prophetist' is just a special type of chess piece."

Speaking of this, Anvis showed a slight smile under the foggy hood.

"But, for me personally, I would be very happy -"

"Just like my impression of you idiots, this is an extremely arrogant reply."

Leo shook his head,

"Now, it's time to end this!"

As he spoke, a slightly crazy and ferocious smile appeared on Leo's face. He slowly drew out the sword from his waist and pointed it at 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 from his sword and swept across the entire city.

The next moment, horrific explosions suddenly erupted from various magic nodes in the city. The superposition of a large number of rapidly expanding explosive fireballs even briefly illuminated the night sky like daylight.

In the palace, a fierce collision of rules forces broke out, and a battle broke out between ninth-level beings.

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 killed the chaotic city ahead.

And a similar scene did not only happen in King Kapuran, but also appeared in all the existing large and medium-sized kingdom capitals in the Federation at the same time!