Don't Confiscate My Citizenship

Chapter 447 Lanqi Happens to Have a Wide Network of Contacts in the Empire

The towering magic-forbidden steel pillar stretches to the ceiling, and the intricate runes on it appear and disappear in the dim light. Under the magic-forbidden steel, the poet of great love sits on his knees in front of Pranai, with a focused expression.

In this airtight cell, the conversation between the two seemed to have become a quiet and deep ritual, with the coldness and silence around them listening to their words.

"So please give up, new king, the Protos Empire is hopeless, unless you can make Rocky McCarthy believe in us wholeheartedly..."

Pranai lowered his voice and said,

"But this is obviously impossible. Even if he is willing to sell his soul to us, it is impossible for us to really entrust our lives to him and gamble on this death game with less than 10% chance of winning."

The evolution direction of his gifted magic is clairvoyance. Although it is only in its infancy now and is not quite under his control, he has been able to see some real-time situations on the ground intermittently and unsteadily during the years underground in Helrom Prison. Sometimes very close, sometimes very far.

"..."

Antanas and Sinola, standing on both sides, kept exchanging glances, but showed no sign of speaking.

As Pranay's old friends, they were more or less willing to believe in the accuracy of Pranay's judgment, because the two of them together, plus Talia, were not as smart as Pranay.

But immediately, Antanas and Sinora only looked at the figure with black hair and green eyes, waiting for the king to make a decision.

They have sworn an oath, no matter what the king chooses, they will follow him.

"So why, Pranay, do you think the odds of winning are so low?"

The poet of great love paused for a moment and asked again.

He thought for a while and decided not to waste any effort in telling these three big demons who Rocky McCarthy really was.

Even when she repeatedly emphasized to Antanas that she was a man on the fourth floor, she didn't believe it.

Without seeing his true form, none of the three great demons would have believed that the black-haired, green-eyed poet in front of them was a leather case.

All he had to do was leave Helrom Prison later and invite the three of them to the principal's office in the Red Mond Building of the Royal Academy of Magic in Protos to see his true form, which was better than any explanation.

"Once we select Rocky McCarthy, we'll be thrust into new dangers with him as well."

Pranay believed that the new king had understood his words. The chance of winning that the new king asked was based on the premise that they could persuade Rocky McCarthy to sell his soul to demons like them.

"Under the premise that various forces in the Protos Empire have their own agendas, I am trapped underground. I cannot distinguish the cause and effect of the undercurrents behind it, and how many powerful people are hidden behind the turmoil in the Protos Empire. With the power of our demon clan, Even if we have the intelligence advantage, we may not be able to win the final victory.”

Pranai looked into the new king's eyes. He believed that there was no need to continue speaking, as the new king understood what he meant.

Unless the new king can reach the ninth level and has the ability to fight two to three cardinals of the Church of Resurrection on his own, then the combat power will most likely be stable and sufficient.

From what Pranay has seen so far, the combined force of all the Demon Realm's forces may not necessarily be able to compete with any of them even if they identify the enemy.

"New King, can you defeat the Empire's great sage Isis alone?"

Pranay asked instead.

He had heard from his sister Shinora that the new king was very strong. If the new king could be stronger than the strongest generals below the ninth level of the demon world, there might be a glimmer of hope.

"Can't win."

The beloved poet shook his head.

This is too much for a fourth level.

Although Pranai was not surprised when he heard this, he looked away, his eyes seemed to be saying——

Then the hope is very small, and it is difficult for us to become the final winner.

"Can you tell me your opinion, Pranay."

The poet of great love picked up the wine bottle, poured another half glass for Pranai, and signaled Pranai to speak to him slowly.

Pranai suddenly became nervous as he watched the new king pour him wine. This was obviously not in line with the etiquette of the demon world, but he could not do anything but wait for the new king to finish pouring the wine before toasting to the new king.

Pranay picked up the wine glass in a daze and sipped the snowy spirit. As a rational demon, Pranay really wanted a demon king who could listen to his thoughts, rather than a tyrant who used force to coerce him.

It's just that he never dared to imagine such a thing.

It wasn't until Pranai put down the empty wine glass in silence that he spoke again.

"The ticket to victory for the Protos Empire is at least two general-level combatants. The rest is a competition of intelligence. We are not sure whether the enemy will have three or four general-level experts, let alone He Errom also has Herrom's rules. Sometimes it is not necessarily combat effectiveness that determines victory or defeat, and force support is only our last resort."

His voice was a little more ups and downs, and his expression was a little more serious.

Together, the three of them, former civil servants of the Demon Realm, can only defeat one general of the Demon Realm Group Army. Moreover, they are at a disadvantage against generals from the physical system and have an advantage against generals from the magic system.

"General level?"

I feel like there are more and more units for poets.

"Probably comparable to the current Cardinals of the Resurrection Church, they are both the strongest among the eighth level."

Pranay explained.

For example, there are at least two cardinal-level powerhouses in a known overthrowing force, so there must be at least two general-level warriors to fight against them.

Based on what he saw that day in the snowfield battle on the northern border, the eighth-level seal master in gray was most likely the Bishop of Annihilation, Asksan.

As for the mysterious black-robed man, even Pranay couldn't figure out where he came from.

In a worse situation, if it is not handled properly, even the neutral Great Sage Isis and Duke Berenhard of Helrom will temporarily help the other camp.

But this is only the currently known information, and there are obviously more unknowns behind the scenes of the Protoss Empire.

In Planai's view, the Protoss Empire is now a round table of powerful people. All forces with different thoughts occupy a piece of the pie. Before the day when the critical point is really reached, no one knows how much pie they occupy, and they can only estimate it.

The more pie they occupy, the greater the chance of winning.

Ideally, Planai naturally hopes that their demon world can occupy more than half of the pie, so that they can not only win the whole game, but also have the power to turn the table even if an accident occurs.

But if they want to turn the table, I am afraid that one ninth level plus them is not enough.

Because once you choose to turn the table, you have to challenge all other forces.

So Planai can only take a step back and hope that their demon world can have as large a pie as possible.

The actual situation is that even if the demon world enters the field, the pie they occupy is too small, and it may not even be guaranteed to prevent the potential real enemy from turning the table.

"..."

The Great Love Poet understood. The generals of the demon world back then were probably comparable to the bishops.

Now that Sigrid is sealed, the three great demons can only make up for the only general-level combat power on their side. They can only have one general-level combat power in three days. Pranai may have mistaken the Great Love Poet as a general-level combat power. In fact, this guy is really a first-level combat power with no magic power limit.

However, Lanqi felt that the situation was not as bad as Pranai thought.

Because Asksan and the black-robed man were not in full condition...

As long as the old friend Asksan can be unsealed first, Sigrid can not only unseal but also become stronger. As one gains and the other loses, the gap between the two generals will be widened.

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