Chapter 618: Peace Under the Threat of Disaster

"Scarlett...what on earth did she encounter?!"

Countless nobles and Chosen Ones of Franvia were shocked to see the city that had turned into a ghost den and was massacred by Scarlett.

Field's escape route was a bloody road paved with corpses, and the corpses of enemy and friendly soldiers were densely scattered along the way.

Sea Breeze Cliff was even more chilling to the bone. Most of the Sea Breeze Cliff was razed to the ground. There were corpses everywhere, including people from the Griffin Empire, soldiers from Franvia, various flying monsters, and corrupted creatures.

The terrifying thing is that the corpses of corrupted creatures are constantly creating pollution, and will soon form a new source of pollution.

"They must have encountered a sudden attack from the sixth-level Chosen One."

I am such a big fifth-level Chosen One, but I am gone! ?

All the officers at all levels of Franvia were pale and trembling. The people of Dragon Tower looked gloating. One less enemy with the potential of the sixth level, so cool.

"Sir, Scarlett has died in battle, as have her three subordinates, six lieutenants, and nearly a thousand flying knights."

Hearing this, the people who came to support him widened their eyes: "It's tragic, extremely tragic!"

"Scarlett was originally a seed of the sixth-level God's choice, but she returned to the embrace of the goddess first. In order to uphold justice, we in Franvia have lost too much, too much, it's heartbreaking and choking."

"Damn the Griffin Empire, they are crazy, they dare to use disasters to deal with us."

"Mad, crazy, no morals at all!"

"It's not the first time, I heard that they deal with orcs by infecting the North with disasters."

Everyone looked gloomy and talked a lot.

Commander Vivian closed his eyes and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Send people to search for survivors, and then let the magician report to His Majesty the King, so that His Majesty the Great King will know about this. In addition, notify the church and let them eliminate the corruption."

"Lord Vivian, this is inevitable on the battlefield. There is life and death, so there is no need to alarm His Majesty the King."

"Yes, the Griffin Empire has lost two sixth-levels, and we still have a big advantage."

"Just do it."

Vivian waved her hand: "We may have pushed the Griffin Empire too far. If they insist on creating disasters, the entire continent will turn into purgatory. At that time, even if we defeat the Griffin Empire, what's the use."

"Alas, we obviously brought peace and order, but the people of the Griffin Empire treated us like this, which is chilling."

Soon, the Dragon Tower Empire and the Kingdom of Franvia both knew about this.

The two countries have gained huge benefits. The Dragon Tower has occupied the Griffin Empire's overseas trade and coastal commercial cities. And Franvia, having obtained the territory and wealth of the Grand Duke of Ashes, as well as other scattered lands, made a lot of money.

Everyone had to digest the huge gains.

No one wanted to continue taking risks, and there was no need to fight to the death.

The kings of the two countries immediately sent envoys to negotiate peace with the Griffin Queen.

Martin took the order of King Franvia and went to the Griffin Empire for the second time. This time, he was in a complicated mood. After all, he came here arrogantly last time and humiliated everyone severely.

"Huh~ I must strive for more benefits." Martin shook his head slightly, but the confidence and determination on his face did not waver at all.

His own king had given him a guarantee before: he could return some scattered land appropriately, give in softly, and give the Griffin Empire some small compensation, after all, it was Franvia who asked for peace first.

What surprised Martin was that when he just entered the Golden Griffin City, it was messy everywhere and full of noise.

"What's going on?"

At this time, in the palace.

The queen's chest rose and fell violently, and the milky white snow was dazzling.

"How dare those humble, pitiful, disgusting, useless subhumans, how dare they offend my majesty." The queen was so angry that she almost fainted, "Tell me again, what happened at the border!?"

The minister who came to report was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, trembling and unable to speak.

Fortunately, the court medical mage cast a tranquility spell on him, which allowed the minister to speak.

"My queen, it's not good."

"The subhuman coalition, led by the dragon subhuman, assembled the four major wolf subhuman tribes of white, red, gray and black, tiger, lion, bear, pig and other subhuman tribes, a total of 4 sixth-level subhuman gods, 1 sixth-level god-chosen monster, 200,000 troops, and attacked in two directions."

"Now two viscounts have been breached, the rapids plain in the northeast has been occupied, the dangerous Mithril Fortress has fallen, and the 30,000 border defenders have been slaughtered."

"Ah?" The whole palace was in an uproar.

"It's over. The fighting power of the Dragon Asians is terrifyingly strong, and there are God-chosen beasts. I dare not imagine this fighting power." The ministers were pale.

Asians are far behind humans in technology and magic.

But Asians are not useless. They have strong fighting instincts and are much stronger than humans. Moreover, they are close to nature and have mastered unique animal taming techniques. There are even ways to cooperate with God-chosen beasts.

God-chosen people are not necessarily humanoid creatures, as long as they are female.

And beasts can also become God-chosen people, but their number is pitifully small. But once they appear, they are epic disaster beasts.

"I said that we shouldn't have taken the risk and used the sixth-level God-chosen people on the border. Every sixth-level is the cornerstone of the country." An old minister screamed in anger.

"Why are you talking about this now? Who would have thought that Asians are so well-informed."

"Or, we can mobilize the elves..."

"Get lost! Do you want the empire to be attacked from three sides?"

The ministers argued endlessly.

The queen was at a loss, too irritable to maintain her graceful posture.

"Your Majesty, the Franvians are here to seek peace." A guard came to report.

"Tell him to get lost...wait, the Franvians are here to seek peace?" The queen was delighted, "Come in, please."

As soon as Martin entered the hall, he saw the queen and the ministers looking at him expectantly, as if they had seen their loved ones.

"Why do you all look like this? Isn't it the Griffin Empire that is using the disaster? Why do they feel more troubled?"

Martin got goosebumps and shrank his neck. His keen diplomatic sense told him that they, Franvia, were going to make a fortune.

Putting away the concessions he was going to give, Martin said, "Your Majesty, the armistice condition for Franvia is an entire wealthy province."

Saying this, Martin found himself funny. His own king was ready to give up some of the occupied land.

"Well... we can talk about it."

The Queen didn't know that Field had turned Canghai Province into ruins, and she thought the enemy would never give up, so she nodded slightly.

"???"

Martin was dumbfounded: No, do you really agree? I should have said two provinces earlier.