Chapter 1513: Secret Alliance Rebellion
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Nowadays, in the eyes of many young men and women around the world, they are full of curiosity and desire to become a vampire. The vampires in North America have achieved unprecedented development, and many vampires are very outstanding.
In fact, even the vampires in Europe accounted for a lot of them. In the past, it was difficult to develop blood descendants, and they would also encounter resistance. Nowadays, let alone blood descendants, there are countless people who are willing to become blood servants and even blood slaves.
"Then again." Prince Rose said in a faint voice, "Prince Charles comes to Parliament this time. Is there anything important?"
When this matter was mentioned, Charles straightened himself up, coughed twice and said: "Your Highness, the thing is like this. Nowadays, all major forces advocate global integration. Our North American secret alliance has been wandering abroad for a long time, and we also want to return to the Parliament. embrace."
"Giggle~" Prince Rose laughed, "Speaking of it, this is a good thing. Although this matter still needs to be convened to convene members to vote on the resolution, I believe that this matter will definitely pass the resolution. And I will issue a proposal in the parliament. , to secure the position of Deputy Speaker of Parliament for His Royal Highness Charles.”
"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness." There was a hint of cunning in Charles's eyes, "But for the position of Vice President of the District, does Your Highness look down on me, Charles, too much?"
"Oh?" Prince Rose said with a dimple-like smile, "Does His Royal Highness Prince Charles mean to become the President of the Parliament? Geez, His Royal Highness the Prince is really very ambitious."
"This ambition must naturally match the strength." Prince Charles stood up slowly, and a vast and fierce aura filled his body. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the palace of Prince Rose, with an incomparable tone in his voice. Confidence, "In our Dark Parliament, the winner is king and the strong is respected. You can seize the position of Speaker of the Parliament from Prince Richard. Naturally, I, Charles, also have this power."
Unlike the Holy See of Light, where the Pope appoints successors, the Dark Council will also cultivate successors. But to truly reach the position of Speaker of the Parliament, it is all accompanied by bloodshed and true strength.
"Giggle~" Prince Rose narrowed his eyes charmingly, smiled heartily, and said in a faint voice, "Interesting, interesting. Prince Charles wants to compete for the position of Speaker of the Parliament. Of course he is qualified. But you should also understand that once he competes, What happens after failure.”
Prince Charles smiled, and his aura became stronger, like a pearl of wisdom in his hand, scolding Fang Qiu's dark king, and said with extraordinary magnanimity, "If I didn't have the slightest confidence, how could I come here to seek death?"
After saying that, a bloody and rich aura filled the air from his body, solidified into substance, and shot straight into the sky through the palace. It seemed as if a big hole was poking out of the dark fog covering the sky.
At the same time, on the island where the entire Dark Parliament was located, seven or eight more inferior auras rose into the sky, as if responding to Prince Charles' call and interacting with him.
Those seven or eight unconcealed powerful auras flew toward the palace from everywhere. Their speed was extremely fast, and the fastest one arrived outside the palace in ten seconds.
"Bold, who dares to break into the chamber of the President of Parliament?" A deep voice sounded outside, and the tall and muscular blood wolf Wolf walked out of the darkness with a solemn look, "Are you going to rebel?"
The first person to arrive outside the palace was a middle-aged man who was equally tall and looked somewhat similar to Wolfe. He said loudly: "Wolf, we were just invited by Prince Charles to come and witness something." I'm your elder, please step aside." That middle-aged man is one of the chief judges of the Dark Parliament - Werewolf Wood.
The Dark Judgment of the Dark Parliament has always been a sharp knife of the Parliament, specially designed to kill internal traitors, as well as the Inquisition against the Holy See. Its overall strength is extraordinary.
Usually, only those whose strength reaches Grade A are eligible to become a Dark Judgment. If you want to become the chief judge, you must reach S level. There are three chief judges of darkness in the world today.
Each Dark Judge is one of the twelve members of the Dark Parliament and has the right to vote in the Parliament. Although the Chairman of the Dark Council is very powerful, the voices of ordinary members cannot be underestimated.
Wolfe frowned: "Judge Wood, do you want to interfere in Prince Charles's rebellion?"
Just when Wood was about to speak, another sinister voice sounded: "Wood, is this the new legendary strongman of your werewolf clan? Tsk, tsk, you dare to talk to your elders like this, it's so unruly."
A middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo and dressed very gentlemanly descended from the sky. His skin was a bit sickly white, and his temperament was like that of an old nobleman who came out of the European Middle Ages.
The person who came was none other than Duke Morta, one of the blood clan bosses. This strong blood clan man sat on one side and had many blood descendants under his command. He was a very influential veteran congressman.
"Duke Morta, when will it be your turn to take care of the affairs of our werewolf clan?" Judge Wood seemed to attach great importance to Wolfe's junior, and was somewhat dissatisfied with Morta's provocation.
"Of course I don't care about the werewolf clan's affairs." Duke Morta said with a sinister smile, "But now a big change is coming, and one more variable is always not good." He looked at it with sharp eyes. He looked at Wolfe with a faint murderous intention.
Wood dodged to block Duke Morta, and said with an unkind expression: "Morta, let's get things straight. If you dare to touch my werewolf clan, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Blood Wolf Wolf's face changed greatly: "You are so brave, you actually..."
Before he finished speaking, the cold voice of Prince Rose came from the palace: "Wolf, let them in. This prince wants to see what trump card they have that gives them such great confidence."
"Yes, Lord Speaker of the Parliament." Blood Wolf Wolf looked a little unwilling and slowly retreated into the shadows.
"Hahaha~" Duke Morta strode towards the palace, "Prince Rose, you colluded with Yan Zun and the Holy See of Light to kill Speaker Richard. Morta and Wood witnessed it with our own eyes. At the beginning, it was only because of your tyranny that Wood and I pretended to surrender to you. Now that Prince Charles has returned to the parliament to uphold justice, this duke will naturally stand up and expose your true face."
Duke Morta and Wood entered the palace one after another.
Almost at the same time, the other strong men also arrived.
Two of them were middle-aged handsome men wearing expensive suits, blond hair and blue eyes, and looked like domineering CEOs. There was a slight bloody light in their eyes, their skin was white, and they looked at Prince Rose with greedy eyes.
Prince Charles said with a smile: "Your Highness Prince Rose, let me introduce them to you. These two are the rising stars of our North American Dark Alliance Blood Clan, Duke Oliver and Duke Bright. They were both promoted to Blood Clan Dukes before they were 150 years old, and each of them is in charge of a huge family."
"Meet Prince Rose." Oliver and Bright, the two Blood Clan Dukes, both acted like polite gentlemen, but the greed in their eyes was unstoppable.
"I have heard of you." Prince Rose tasted the red wine with his delicate hands, and chuckled faintly and disdainfully, "They have mixed bloodlines, but they are just two rural vampires."
Oliver and Bright were both furious, and sneered: "I hope Your Highness can be stubborn to the end today."
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