Chapter 233 Contradiction

At this point, Lynch arranged his orders in cipher text using the symbols of the Old Ones, ensuring that only specific Skink scribes could understand them.

The contract will be engraved on the gold plate according to the tradition of the lizard people, and Assur needs to find a way to deliver the gold plate to the southern outpost.

After reaching the important point, Belannar seemed quite relaxed and continued to discuss the knowledge of the ancient saints with Lynch for a period of time. When he realized that the lizard people did not like to communicate, he resigned with understanding.

Lynch could feel prying eyes from all directions, they belonged to the nobles among the elves.

When they discovered that the Great Magister of the White Tower had left, these elites from each kingdom almost rang the shell bell of the Emerald Palace without restraint to convey the invitation to the party to the new owner of the palace.

The Assur nobles who were ready to move finally retreated because a special envoy arrived at the Lustria embassy.

The maid of "Eternal Queen" Alarielle arrived. She held a pot of new buds and prayed for the creatures of Lustria, thereby declaring the specialness of the embassy.

The envoys in the courtyard are not human or dwarf envoys. The mysterious cold-blooded species should not be included in the palace conspiracy. The ban that has lasted for thousands of years will continue. Asur must not get too entangled with the cold-blooded creatures in the rain forest.

Since the first wave of adventurers who set foot on Lustria returned, the surviving lunatics have used their own reason and life to interpret the horror of the rainforest.

The ancient saints have left, but the ancient creatures in the rainforest remain the same.

Assur's colonies that were too close to the Forbidden Land disappeared, with no survivors to record what happened to them.

Only colonies far away from the sight of the skinks can survive. Smart elves can easily see the ubiquitous blood in the rainforest. They have a bloodthirsty god who has not left yet. He is cruel and indifferent.

Green leaves and new branches grew wildly among the emerald courtyards, and vines served as decorations for the emerald. The rich green made Lin Qi close his eyes. He really didn't like this color.

But Avalon's overtures were indispensable, and the Eternal Queen's edict was hung at the entrance of the courtyard, causing the nobles to return in despair.

At night, in the old world, in the city of Kislev, the petitioners outside the Bokha Palace returned in despair.

They were all former powerful ministers of Kislev, but now, the men present were just fathers or grandfathers who wanted to take back their children.

The former finance minister hunched over and looked helplessly at the side hall, which was closely guarded by Kreml's guards.

The guards in black were like devils walking in the night, blocking the children's cries and pale requests for help.

The Minister of Finance, who was over fifty years old and whose power had long been eclipsed by the Tsarina, cursed silently:

"Bloody Katrin!"

Now no Boyer dares to openly defy the new Tsar!

After Catherine killed her husband and usurped power, all the original secret police officers died tragically. A group of warriors with mysterious origins and superb martial arts took over as the Tsar's secret police.

These tsar's eyes would not let go of any lord, and nobles who dared to openly disobey the tsar were assassinated.

The Esun sect in the capital was disbanded due to rebellion, and the Esun priests who had fought on the front lines in the Great Holy War no longer had the freedom to preach.

Several high-ranking priests tried to meet with the queen many times to petition, but they were all turned away.

No armed conflict occurred, and for the sake of the stability of the kingdom, the Esun sect finally succumbed to imperial power.

Kislev could no longer withstand the turmoil. The Great Holy War had taken away too many young men. Boye in the remote land could not even muster an army of a thousand men.

The sects of "God of Fire" Daha and "God of Thunder" Thor openly declared their independence a few months ago and refused to submit to the rule of Queen Catherine.

After several civil wars, the two major sects have been driven north, close to the dangers of the Norsca Wastes.

The collapse of faith is enough to reflect the spiritual differences of Lady Kislev. The land is about to be completely torn apart, and every boy is prepared for the worst.

Confusion and fear dominated the night in Kislev. A man in black robes walked on the avenue of Kislev City, ignoring the strict defenses and heading towards the palace.

The crystal mirror vaguely exposed in the black robe reflected the fear and despair of mankind. The elite warriors seemed not to have seen the uninvited guest, and he entered the palace where the tsarina was unimpeded.

The vampire named Katrin had just finished taking a blood bath. It sat high on the throne, looking down at the devil's followers who came rashly.

From time to time, scarlet eyes lit up in the shadows of the palace, and on the dome, swift and beautiful figures flew across like birds.

The man in black robe just took out the crystal mirror, not paying any attention to the dense crowd of Lahmian blood descendants in the palace.

"Salute to you, Queen, a kingdom surrenders at your feet, but this country seems..."

He slammed the crystal mirror to the ground. The largest lens in the broken mirror happened to outline the land of Kislev. The faint cracks on it were the resistance forces in the kingdom.

Catlin's eyes swept over the cracks. She saw the opponents detected by the bloodborn and the loyal ministers on the surface.

No one truly obeys its rule, even if it firmly hides its identity.

No one knew it was a vampire, it was a Lahmian family secret.

It was obvious that the person under the black robe was not a human being.

"Half a year ago, a blind human stood under my throne just like you now. Demon, you have the same filth in your blood."

The Czarina sneered coldly and maliciously, it was the old man who claimed to be a prophet who had brought about the current bad situation.

The old man not only saw it, but also went to have a private meeting with the high priests of Daha and Thor. This was only known to Katrin. She wanted to believe that the damn demon also encouraged more ambitious opponents.

It was supposed to yield a complete Kislev, but the prophet who claimed to be here to help ruined it all.

Kislev is dying, and no ambitious person will take the throne, because the Tsarina will sit on the throne until the end.

Even if you destroy this country, don't even think about ousting it from the throne!

The man in black robe was not surprised by the tsarina's reaction. This was precisely why he came.

A demonic god wants to stir up turmoil in the kingdoms to please the supreme deceiver.

His masters, on the contrary, would keep all nations intact for the followers of the Mirror God to take over and rule.

"Yes, but he brought the white crow and the book of destiny. But I have nothing, only an empty, doomed destiny."

The human under the black robe sighed sadly, knowing that the future was not a good thing. When the unchangeable fate approached, he could only wait in vain for death to come.

"Human beings are always afraid of disasters, but when disasters really come, they show unshakable tenacity."

He suddenly and mysteriously lowered his voice.

"I'm not here to gain your trust, I'm just acting on behalf of my master to convey a message to a humble vampire."

The Czarina was angered by the disrespect of humans, and ferocious-looking monsters rushed out of the shadows, but they only bit the empty phantom.

"An army of Chaos will arrive in Kislev in the future. Unless the ruler of Kislev is a fool, she should know how to use enemies to unite the kingdom."

Turmoil can exacerbate turmoil, but it can also bring stability within turmoil.

Only a truly imminent crisis can awaken mortal recalcitrance.