Chapter 793 Don't Give Neon Any Chance
This time in the "Banquet of Flames", there are only four emperor electors who have both a body and a territory.
The first true ancestor represented by Vatra, the second true ancestor represented by the nine princes, and the third true ancestor sent by herself.
The last one is the autonomous territory of the Huns, the speaker of the Nilpusi provisional government, Baltasaru Zaharias.
Only these four sides have both the body and the territory.
As for the neon aspect, it exists as a decider.
In other words, it is equivalent to being the organizer and referee of this "Banquet of Flames".
Even Valtiana never entered their eyes from the very beginning.
They thought that the mysterious man who killed Zaharias was the emperor elector secretly sent by Neon, but it seemed that things were not that simple.
That mysterious person is a more troublesome intruder.
Having said that, after all, there is no information now, so there is no need to pursue it. As long as his goal is still the fourth primogenitor, he will show up sooner or later.
"What are you betting on?"
Ninth Prince questioned Xian Guyong sharply.
The contestants are all in place, and their bodies and territories are ready, ready to be sacrificed at any time.
The current problem lies with the organizers.
Neon here, what can you come up with?
"It's not a good habit to be a white wolf with empty gloves!"
Vatra also cast his gaze over.
Under the pressure of the two old generations, Xian Guyong's expression remained unchanged.
"You two are right. If you don't show anything, I believe it will not be enough to convince you."
Under the gaze of two scarlet eyes, she turned her head and looked down the tower.
There are endless lights and loud voices.
"We're betting on this island."
Xian Guyong's eyes dimmed for a moment.
"And the lives of 560,000 people on this island!"
String God Island, the total number of residents is 560,000.
Bet the entire island and all the lives on it, and become the decider of this
If you can succeed and win a big victory, you will naturally earn a lot of money.
If Waterloo were to suffer, the entire island would be lost.
This is another big gamble made by the neon government since it came four years ago!
"Ha! Gamble on this false land?"
When the Ninth Prince heard this, he covered his stomach and laughed out loud.
"Interesting! Well, that prince will represent the Second True Ancestor's acknowledgment of your position as decider!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the watchtower.
"Is the altar a bet?"
Vatra's figure has turned into a golden mist, drifting into the distance with the wind.
"Hmph, it seems that this island will become very lively, and it won't be boring for a long time in the future!"
Only his cheerful laughter remained in the air.
The envoys of the two True Ancestors left one after another.
Xian Guyong stopped in the evening wind for a long time before he let out a long sigh.
Without enough interesting bets, the decider's position is not secure, and no one will convince them.
Next, String God Island will become the main battlefield of the Fourth Primogenitor.
Even so, whether the neon government can become the ultimate victor is still a matter of opinion.
One careless move loses everything.
Such a possibility is not impossible.
Not to mention, there are more troublesome things waiting for them now.
"Let's go back."
Xian Guyong disappeared as soon as he turned around, leaving no gap in time.
How to get rid of the wrath of the Third True Ancestor, this is not a small problem!
However, there is plenty of time for now.
After all, when the "Banquet of Flames" will end, the decision is in their hands as the organizers.
…………
The golden mist drifted over the streets, shops and cities, and finally reached the coast.
This is the port of Dongyu Island, where Zaharias' ship sank yesterday, and the salvage team working day and night can be seen in the distance.
But today, a huge cruise ship that is twice the size of the cruise ship that Zaharias was on stands majestically in the port. The huge hull is as eye-catching as a mountain, attracting pedestrians to stop.
On the deck of the cruise ship, Vatra de-fogged and regained his human form in a white suit.
"Master Vatra."
A subordinate greeted him with a gentle smile on his young but very handsome face.
"Seeing how happy you are, it seems that the matters for this trip have been negotiated?"
"That's right, Gila, and something very interesting happened on the way! I'm going to talk to you guys in a moment!"
Valtra's brows were raised high, and his face was full of happy smiles that wanted to share stupid things.
"I'll be looking forward to it."
"Help me record the video later and send it to Her Majesty the Chaos Queen."
"yes."
Jira didn't ask a question, but responded respectfully.
At the previous multi-party gathering, Jiada was in a bad mood, so she didn't discuss with Xian Guyong about the "Banquet of Flames" at all.
As a True Ancestor, she may not be interested in who decides, no matter who takes this position, she may not care.
Even if the Neon government provoked her, she did not remove the identity of the Neon decider.
But having said that, those of them who are juniors have to see with eyesight, and must inform Her Majesty the Queen of what happened tonight.
"No, I'm already here."
However.
Just the second after these words were spoken, a girl in a long white dress appeared on the bow of the cruise ship like a mirage.
"Your Majesty the Empress?"
Vatra's eyes froze, his expression horrified.
Gila trembled all over, and immediately knelt down on one knee.
"Call me Garda, I don't like that kind of blunt address."
Garda waved her hands, looking displeased.
"Follow your will."
Vatra bowed slightly, put his palms on his chest, and saluted.
"I thought you had already left String Kami Island, seeing how you were in a bad mood before."
"Because of this, I didn't leave. If I left now, wouldn't it be cheaper for them."
A defiant sneer appeared on Garda's face.
"...So that's the case, I understand."
Vatra was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in admiration.
"It seems that the good luck of the Neon country has come to an end. However, if this is the case, why don't you directly and publicly veto the position of the Neon decider?"
"Isn't that boring?"
Garda suddenly smiled happily.
"If you just give them despair, they won't feel so sad, and instead will resist me with all their strength, but if you give them hope first, and then take it away, they will fall into even greater despair!"
"Your Majesty is wise."
Vatra understood and said clearly.
"This year's
"clever."
Garda snapped her fingers happily.
"So during this time, I will stay on this island and will not give the Neon government any chance!"
Make up for yesterday's update, and there are three more tonight.