The left path sequence starts with the animal tamer

Feng Willow has the support of the magic source, and he is naturally invincible in the magic confrontation. Even though the Plague Three Treasures is weaker than the Eternal Holy Grail on the opposite side, the huge magic power makes the balance of victory continue to tilt towards Feng Willow.

"Ding, ding, ding." The rang of the plague bell was like a death knell, causing the creatures in the plague array to lose their minds.

Every time they lose their mind, the epidemic energy in the plague array will further erode their bodies and cause the plague to break out in their bodies.

"I feel dizzy and my whole body starts to ache. Am I infected with the plague?" A young noble shouted in horror. As he shouted, the other people who were originally nervous and had not noticed the changes in their bodies also discovered that something was wrong with them.

"I'm still so young and have a great life to enjoy. I don't want to die!" Feeling his entire body turning red and parts of it starting to rot, the young noble who spoke first could no longer bear the pressure and shouted in horror.

His panic soon affected the people around him. These people were nobles who had been spoiled since childhood. In the past few years they had lived in the spiritual world, with the existence of their family background, they had lived a very good life. They only needed to practice every day and did not need to worry about other things.

But now, when the real crisis came, the fragile side of these nobles who had never experienced the wind and rain was exposed.

It was not just these young people who collapsed. The plague also became even more severe in the middle-aged men who had fought against Feng Willow with the Eternal Holy Grail.

Because the magic power in these people's bodies has been completely consumed, they have no resistance to the invasion of the plague. Their good strength makes them feel more clearly about themselves. When they feel that their whole bodies are beginning to turn red and rot, they think of the corpses of those infected with the Feng Wei Luo plague who died of festering all over their bodies.

The courage of these people was disappearing quickly, especially when they were holding the Eternal Holy Grail but still could not leave this place shrouded in plague, leaving them with no hope of victory or escape, and despair began to gradually prevail.

"Uncle, how about we surrender? We have never had any deep hatred with Grand Duke von Willow. We just served different masters during the war. Now that His Highness Korg is dead, we just offended Kenlohag severely and were afraid of being liquidated, so we fled into the spirit world without any care for our families.

Now the spirit world has undergone a huge change, and we still control the nest of the powerful Behemoth. If we surrender to Grand Duke Von Willow with these things as bargaining chips, he should accept our surrender. "Someone said with a fluke.

"Hal is right. I also think that surrendering to Grand Duke von Willow is a good way out for us. I've had enough of the life in this spiritual world." As soon as the idea of ​​surrender came out, it quickly gained the support of many people.

If they could live, no one wanted to die, especially dying in a plague, with their whole body festering, a painful death, which no one wanted to experience. The surrender faction's statement gave these people hope for survival.

Even the most determined people, after their magic power is completely exhausted, and their trump card combat power, the Behemoth, begins to fester, these people can't see the slightest hope of victory, and become more and more desperate. "Forget it, surrender. While we still have enough chips in our hands, with more than a dozen Behemoths, we are still valuable. If we insist on it, when we lose all the chips in our hands, maybe we won't even have the chance to surrender." The leader, who had lost all his magic power and was sitting on the ground, said.

The group looked at each other, and seeing that no one objected, the leader said weakly: "Mulis, go and shout surrender."

No one objected to this proposal. Although this group of people had been defeated and fled to the spirit world for more than a year, the aristocratic thinking in their hearts was still very strong. They regarded surrender as a shame.

The leader of this group of people looked further ahead. In fact, this was also a little selfish of his. Mullis was his younger brother. It was inevitable that he would be taken seriously if he surrendered to Feng Willow with more than a dozen behemoths and a powerful army. Going to surrender and negotiate would at least leave a good impression on Feng Willow.

If he had not run out of magic power and physical strength at this moment, he would not need anyone else to surrender for him.

Mulis, who was dressed as a young noble, was somewhat dissatisfied with his brother's order to surrender. However, he did not say much about his brother's order. He used a loudspeaker to shout loudly, "Grand Duke von Willow, we are willing to surrender. Please forgive us for this offense."

The entire battlefield was shrouded in the plague formation, and Feng Weiluo could see every move of these people clearly. He was also thinking quickly about the pros and cons of the other party's surrender.

In fact, he didn't want to accept the surrender of these people, after all, these people were not easy to place. After all, they were Korg's men, and it would be difficult to explain to Kenlohag after accepting these people.

Before he was promoted to Sequence Two, if this Luck Stealer wanted to continue to be the emperor, he had to build a good relationship with the emperor Kenlohag. Of course, if he had the ability to make Kenlohag a puppet, that would be fine. The problem was that Kenlohag still had a certain amount of strength, and there were gods behind the empire, so it was not so easy to make him a puppet.

But the conditions for these people's surrender were too good. They had fifteen Behemoths and two hundred Ogres under their command. They also knew the location of the Behemoth's lair. As long as they invested resources, they could continuously produce Behemoths, the top war beasts. With such good conditions, Feng Willow was reluctant to refuse.

"I can accept your surrender and allow you to return to the main world, but after you return, you can no longer stay in the Viking Empire. I can send you to the New World.

I have occupied some cities in the New World, and I can give you one city as your fief. You can become my vassal. "After thinking for a while, Feng Willow put forward his conditions.

In the eyes of the imperial nobles, the New World is a desolate place, not much better than the spirit world. (End of this chapter)