Chapter 464: Whoever defys me will perish? (Part 2)

Seeing Salin's anxious look, Nicholas and Zola were also at a loss. They were not fools. They knew that the ancient warriors could be controlled by alchemy, so they naturally thought of what Salin was worried about.

Zola was arrogant and genius, but he didn't dare to say that he could deal with tens of thousands of ancient warriors. Those ancient warriors would stab him into honeycombs. Not to mention tens of thousands, he could not deal with even hundreds of them.

Nicholas thought even more profoundly. If the Iron-blooded Duke gained the ability to control all the ancient warriors, the Holy See would be nothing. What he was worried about would be farther and farther away. From this point of view, it would not be a bad thing.

The problem is that the Iron Blood Duke and the lord are definitely not all along the way. If he attacks Metatrium first, it would be a bad idea. Give the lord enough time, and the lord can also control more ancient warriors, but it will definitely not be as fast as alchemy. This is a question of time. After the Iron Blood Duke attacks Lianyun City, should he march inland or go north along the coast to attack Metatrium?

Yunliuren's navy is the strongest, and it is possible that he will go north to attack Metatlin City.

Salin's eyes flashed, and his thoughts turned thousands of times, all of which were how to deal with the things in front of him. Judging from the time when Persia arrived at Yunliu, the Iron Blood Duke may have controlled many ancient warriors. The only question now is whether Yunliu people have mastered the technology of the magic furnace.

With the Magic Furnace, many large-scale equipment and puppets can be created relatively easily. This is a decisive technology for war. It is still a small matter to control ancient warriors. If the technology of the Magic Furnace spreads, the power at hand now seems to be a bit insufficient.

Of course, Salin would not think that he could dominate the world with the elemental badge. If this were the case, the mainland would have been unified by the Alchemy City. If he wanted to occupy the land, he would rely on a regular army. The magician only played the most important role. An ordinary magician had to choose one in a million, and he had to train him for decades. Once he died, decades of hard work would be wasted. It would take decades to train another one.

There are some magicians who have advanced rapidly like this. They were cultivated at a high price. How many magic cores have you consumed? The magician's brain can't calculate it clearly. Anyway, ordinary magicians may only spend one-tenth of their own, or even less. This way of cultivating mages cannot be popular at all.

Should I kill directly to the Iron Blood Duke and conduct a raid?

"Lord, I think it's OK." Zola pressed his sword with his hand and said to Salin.

"What can?"

"Lord, I think you're going to kill someone, of course you're going to kill the Iron Blood Duke. The Iron Blood Duke is in his prime and must have not arranged the issue of heirs. Once he dies, his family will be in a civil strife and will not be able to threaten the lord for the time being."

"Is Yunliu like this?"

"Of course it's like this. I know that the Iron Blood Duke is a man. His sons are young and each has supporters behind them. Once he dies, these supporters will inevitably cause a split for their own interests." Zola is very clear about Yun Liuren's affairs, and he is not talking nonsense.

"I don't have much confidence, save Cuisi first." Salin calmed down after hearing Zola's words. What was he going to do? He was to save the demons and go back. The Iron Blooded Duke must attack Lianyun City first. It would be better not to do anything before this. Everything is supported by the Holy Rock City.

If Lianyun City is not broken, it will be impossible to turn against each other between the Holy Rock City and the Alchemy City. Now Alchemy City lets Yun Liuren come over. If Lianyun City is broken, I will see how you, Safiros, deal with it.

Although Salin didn't want the Iron Blood Duke to be a disaster, he didn't need to kill this person. The key to the matter was the ancient warship in the hands of the Iron Blood Duke, and In Persia.

Thinking about this clearly, Salin no longer hesitated and said to Nicholas: "Look for Tris's location again, don't worry about using the Advent technique. I will make up for any losses if you have."

Nicholas had no choice but to nod. This time, he took out more than twenty iron bone rats' corpses, then summoned the souls from his blood-colored soul tower, and sent them into the body of the iron bone rats. These iron bone rats bowed to Nicholas and waited for his orders. Nicholas spoke the difficult language again, and the iron bone rat left.

"Lord, in this case, it is safe to kill the Iron Blood Duke." Seeing that Nicholas was in a state of dementia again, Zola began to persuade Salin.

"It's hard. I heard that Yunliu Ren has a substitute. The people on this island may not be the Iron Blood Duke." Salin completely calmed down. How could the Iron Blood Duke take risks and pass through the blockade of Alchemy City and attack Lianyun City in person? Besides, he has not found a huge fleet on the sea. I'm afraid that the Iron Blood Duke has not organized his army yet. Alchemy City will also be wary of Yunliu Ren.

I will kill someone now. If the one who kills a substitute, it will not be worth the loss. At that time, the Iron Blood Duke might as well attack his own city first, which would be contrary to his plan.

Qin Yin stood beside him, and because of Rex, he could not break his face and attack. Qin Yin occupied most of the Phoenix and restricted his kingdom to a dead end and could not develop. Unless he owned the entire Phoenix, his food supply would always be restricted.

The war was not a matter of one or two years. The Tanggulas Empire was so anxious because it was insufficient food.

When Salin thought of his desperate purchase of grain at a high price in the past year, he was angry. If he had owned the entire Phoenix, why would he be so embarrassed? What's even more hateful is that Alchemy City threatened itself to control the transaction of magic cores. Well, now I won't sell it anymore, all magic cores are put into war, and all the food is produced and sold by itself.

Salin was ruthless in his heart, and Zola was still muttering.

"Lord, you have to kill some strong men before leaving, otherwise our face will be bad. The Iron Blood Duke is nominally plundering your maid, but in fact it is a provocation. If you don't teach him a lesson, the nobles you depend on..."

"Isn't it just a snatch woman? You can just grab a few of them on this island," Salin said disapprovingly. The Iron-blooded Duke stimulated himself in his hope of a decisive battle at sea to stabilize the northern waters of Lianyun City.

I am worried about Yunliuren, but Yunliuren is also worried about his own strength.

What is the benefit of the decisive battle for him? Salin hasn't figured out yet. If he thinks out, he is not afraid of confronting the Iron Blood Duke head-on. Because his Dragon Skeleton Battleship is very special, he can go ashore and leaps to the ancient battleship. This secret has not been circulated yet.

Salin tested the ancient warship, and even if the magic furnace was fully opened, it was not as fast as the Dragon Skeleton warship.

In the middle of the island, several people were drinking in a tall palace. On Yunliu's long table, the dishes arranged in the exquisite porcelain were already cold, and the four people sitting around were still drinking.

The leader sat there taller than most people. He had a red beard, strong figure, and bulging muscles. He was wearing a cloud of silk robe and a retro crown on his head.

This middle-aged man has nothing to do with handsome men, but he is majestic and his purple eyes are bright and as if he can penetrate a person's soul. His appearance problems are all made up for by his aura. No one would have noticed that there are a lot of pockmarks on his face.

Opposite Mazi, there is a more weird person. The man's face is all metal, only his chin looks like a human, and his short beard is left. The man is not sitting in a chair, and his lower body is equipped with alchemy machinery, six legs, and a scorpion-like tail.

This man is Inpers, the magician of Alchemy City. He looked even more terrifying when he saw Pisalin last time. Now, human characteristics are less and less. In addition to metal, they are organs made of monster bones. Inpers's eyes also turned into pure transparent blue crystals, leaving only one human eye, dead, and the eyes are not turned.

The man who was drinking on both sides was wearing a black magic robe. Like Inpos, he was also a level nine magician. This level nine magician has long silver-white hair and looks very old. It was obviously a magician who was advanced when he was old and could not look back.

Another man was dressed in a cloth dress, as white as snow, his long hair was tied up on his head, and he was wearing a jade cone. Under his ribs, he was equipped with a short sword.

Among the four people, this one is the youngest and looks the most normal. Although his appearance is ordinary, he has his own temperament. There are four pupils in this person's eyes. It's not that there are two in each eyeball, but that there are four pupils in each eyeball. Double pupils are rare. He has never heard of such a person with four pupils before.

He stretched out his hand and handed out the snow-white porcelain cup, and poured wine for him a miniature puppet about half a meter high on the table. On his left finger, he wore a ring, and the gems inlaid on the ring contained complex and mysterious magic patterns.

Judging from the equal attitude of the other three people towards him, this is also a level nine strongman. The level nine strongman who uses swords is of course the Golden Sword Saint.

Around a table, there are two level nine magicians and two golden swordsmans. Such power is powerful enough.

"Duke." The Golden Sword Saint, wearing a snow-white cloth, raised his wine glass and made a slight gesture, saying, "Have you made a decision yet?"

The object of his speech was a tall man with a pockmarked face. The appearance of this iron-blooded Duke was indeed majestic and majestic, and it was very compatible with his name.

"No." The Iron Blood Duke drank the glass of wine and said, "Metatrile City is not easy to attack for the time being. I don't know if I catch four women and will Salin be angry and come to the decisive battle. If he goes to Lone Star City, we can only attack Lianyun City first."

The old magician said, "Duke, can't you even defeat Metatlin if you are in Persian master?"

The Iron Blood Duke shook his head cautiously and said, "Thirty-six magic towers, thirty-six!"
Chapter completed!