Chapter 668 Surrender or Perish!

The Duke of the North stared at the Marquis of Cambridge for a while, then nodded and said, "You are much smarter than me."

"What do you want?" The Duke of the North turned to look at Luther. Even in the current situation, he would not give in. If he had to be stabbed, he would die happily.

The Duke of the North would never be subservient.

"I want to establish the Prussian Pompeii Dynasty. Although I have a magic city, I don't have legendary combat power as a facade. Humans have three kingdoms, and I don't want to be despised by other kingdoms."

Luther put his hands behind his back, his eyes were steady and his tone was gentle.

Now Luther is as calm as a king, even though he has just pacified Cambridge, the two super nobles in the North, and is about to attack the Kingdom of Prussia.

"You want the Duke of the North and the Marquis of Cambridge to serve you?" The Duke of the North's voice was a little sharp, his expression was very unruly and proud.

"I don't care." The Marquis of Cambridge shrugged and raised his right hand.

He is more shameless than the Duke of the North. If it can be exchanged for survival, then serving the Pompeii Dynasty seems to be nothing.

"Yes. I have a luxurious mansion for you, the Marquis of Cambridge, the legendary Frost Knight Mr. Fisger, the legendary Dark Knight Mr. Adam, and the Thunder Knight Mr. Bill in the Magic City of Pompeii. We signed a magic contract for a period of 100 years. During this 100 years, you cannot leave Pompeii. I will set you free after 100 years. In return, I will spare your lives and your family members."

Luther nodded and said.

Surrender!

Or perish!

Luther's words were euphemistic, but the original meaning was still this. At present, the Pompeii family is too weak, and Luther hopes to have a few legends as a fighting force.

And in this Magic City of Pompeii, Luther is not afraid of these legends rebelling.

Besides, there is a magic contract.

"Aren't you worried that you will let us go after 100 years, and we will gather together to retaliate against you?"

The Duke of the North raised his head and said unruly.

"How many years has it been since Pompey became the king of Orange from the Knight Family? In a hundred years, maybe I will be a high-level legend. I certainly won't be afraid of you."

Luther smiled confidently.

For Luther, dominating Prussia is only the starting point. His future has a broad prospect, the entire universe, a hundred years?

A hundred years is already very long for mortals, but for Luther Pompey, time will pass quickly and his strength will increase rapidly.

Now he needs the Grand Duke of the North and the Marquis of Cambridge as the face of the dynasty, but in a hundred years, Luther Pompey will definitely be a legend.

Even a high-level legend.

Even the strongest.

By then, although the little Grand Duke of the North and the Marquis of Cambridge are legends, they are no different from ants in front of me. What is there to be afraid of?

The Grand Duke of the North remained silent, indeed.

Who could have expected that the small Knight Family would develop to the current level in just a dozen years.

A main battle magic city!!!

Even the Prussian royal family spent a thousand years and never achieved this.

At this moment, it can be said that people have to bow their heads under the eaves. The Duke of the North doesn't care about it, but their family has been in existence for thousands of years and has a large population.

If he leads his people to die rather than surrender, the family of the North will surely be wiped out.

Although the Duke of the North is strong, he can't do this.

"Okay, let's sign a magic contract." The Duke of the North raised his head and said. Even if he surrenders, he will surrender standing up. The Duke of the North will never be servile.

"Wait a minute, let's go back to Cambridge to pick up the legendary Thunder Knight Mr. Bill."

Luther smiled, and then said to Pompeii Tower: "Teleport!"

There are eight legends in the kingdom, three in the North, two in Cambridge, and three in the kingdom. When attacking Cambridge, it was too easy to take down the Marquis of Cambridge, so he didn't take Knight Bill away. Luther planned to go back and capture Thunder Knight Bill first.

Not long after, the Magic City of Pompeii returned to the sky above Cambridge, bringing with it the legendary Thunder Knight Mr. Bill, a powerful man who looked like steel.

After the Marquis of Cambridge surrendered, he did not flee, but remained in Cambridge.

After taking these five legends with him, Luther ordered Pompeii to descend on the capital to compete with Odin III.

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The capital is still the capital.

Despite the war in the capital, the Prussian Kingdom repaired the capital in a short time with its financial resources, but many people died.

Some families were even completely destroyed because of the last war in the capital.

This capital is a magic city, which is the same as the Pompeii magic city in terms of city strength and tower spirit carrier. The only difference is the energy core and defense power.

This magic city is an "energy furnace" and a "secondary energy gate".

It is an ancient and backward technology, not a main battle magic city.

One of the eight nobles of the kingdom, the Marquis of Shillington. This Marquis, who once fought with Old Thor and had a grudge with the Pompeii family, was lucky. He survived the last war in the capital.

But he was also seriously injured, and it took him seven or eight years to recover.

In the study on the second floor of the Shillington family's mansion, the Marquis of Shillington was drinking tea, black tea with milk.

After drinking tea, the Marquis of Shillington came to the window, opened the window and looked at the sun. Today is a good day, and the sun is charming.

"I'm lucky to be alive." The Marquis of Shillington sighed.

After experiencing that terrible war, his character and temper became more moderate. In that war, the title knights were really worse than dogs. Many of his old friends with the same fighting power as him died in the capital.

He was lucky to survive.

If Marquis Shillington had changed his character and temper now, he would not have fought with the Pompey family.

"Your Excellency, the king is holding a royal meeting in the palace hall. Please arrive within three minutes." The cold voice of the king's capital towering sounded in Marquis Shillington's ears.

"Royal meeting???!" Marquis Shillington was slightly startled. Since the war in the capital, the king was injured and the kingdom has never held a royal meeting again.

"Is the new party coming back? It's so terrible." Marquis Shillington thought of the last war in the capital and was horrified.

But he was also a big man in the kingdom after all. He was a title knight second only to the king, prime minister and others, and Marquis Shillington, one of the eight nobles.

He still had this kind of character.

He took a deep breath and calmed down. Then, after a little preparation, he turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the palace hall. Above the entire capital, many gusts of wind rushed towards the palace hall.

It was as if the gods had returned to their positions!!!

Shortly after Marquis Shillington arrived at the hall, all the important figures in the entire kingdom had gathered together.