People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Other behemoths? Why would other behemoths meddle in other people's business? No, he had indeed offended many of his own kind in those days, and everyone wanted to step on his coffin and make him lose the resurrection match. This was not surprising.

But now there are three of them, and one of them is not weaker than [Sui]?

Ling was silent for a moment. She subconsciously wanted to suspect whether this was a conspiracy, but then she thought that if it was a conspiracy, it would not be Chongyue who came here to find her, but someone from Simuitai or the court.

If the brothers and sisters cannot trust each other unconditionally, won't this family break up sooner or later?

Therefore, after a moment's silence, Ling replied:

"If... there really is such a good thing, I think we should let Xiaonian and Xiaoxi go?"

"I thought you would recommend your youngest brother." Zhongyue said.

Ling shook his head: "Although the youngest brother is young, he is much more mature than Nian and Xi. What worries me most are these two sisters."

"That's true." Zhongyue nodded in agreement.

Nian is too impatient and Xi is timid, and both of them have awkward personalities. This is almost a consensus among the brothers and sisters.

Moreover, the most important thing is that neither of them actually has a strong sense of belonging to Yan Country. Although the Sui Pian are not welcomed, whether it is Chongyue or Ling, they all have the title of Grandmaster or Female General. And people like Shu have even obtained the license of Agricultural Heavenly Master. Only Nian Xi and Nian Xi, one stays indoors and the other is busy, but it has never been heard that they have become a career.

Besides, sister Xinagua should be the one who is most afraid of [years old]. If there is really a chance, it would be good to let her go first.

Zhong Yue stood up and said, "Then I'll trouble your sister to help me tell them."

Ling raised an eyebrow in confusion: "Won't the eldest brother tell you in person?"

Zhongyue shook his head: "I'm not in Yan."

Ling was stunned: "You've left?"

"Not really. I'm in Casimir, standing guard for Yan for the last time."

Zhongyue smiled, with a hint of bitterness in his smile.

That being said, he has actually finished standing. It is time to embrace a new beginning.

After taking a deep breath, Zhongyue raised his hand, held the wine dish high in the air, and then smashed it heavily to the ground.

Breaking bowls of wine is a practice drink for soldiers before going to the battlefield.

It has the meaning of separation, but also of heroism, courage, and the feeling of fighting for a future.

"Well, I'll take my leave now. Drink less in the future."

Zhongyue gave his final instructions, and Ling nodded, watching Zhongyue's figure slowly disappear in his dream. Then he looked at the broken wine dish in the pavilion and sighed.

"I should have known not to take the real thing. I have kept this disc hidden for hundreds of years."

"Forget it. I guess I was just a little drunk. I had some weird dreams today."

"Let's first......"

Before she finished her words, Zhongyue suddenly appeared in the pavilion and raised a finger:

"By the way, there's one more thing!"

"Find out where the second brother is. Don't let him continue with some things!"

"And one more thing!"

"Tell Nian and Xi to be more restrained when they are with others. I'm not worried about Xi, but Nian, don't always cause trouble. It's not okay to keep picking on others!"

"And one more thing!"

"Ling, I'm actually a little worried. How about you come with us?"

"Brother, please leave now!"

Ling pushed Zhongyue, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

What's going on? It's like they were still children!

Is this what mortals mean by “the eldest brother is like a father”?

Only after confirming that Zhongyue had left did Ling close his eyes.

I closed my eyes in the dream and opened them in reality.

The mountain that disappeared in the record reached straight above the clouds. On the pavilion, the unrestrained and otherworldly "fairy" slowly woke up from her deep sleep. It was already late at night.

But Ling's eyes were as bright as torches, as if burning with raging fire.

How can the mere stars, mist and clouds block my clear mind?

She took a deep breath, then reached out and covered her left breast through the ripe peach, as if she could feel the long-lost beating from it.

It was curiosity, excitement, and a sense of excitement that I hadn't experienced in a long time.

Unknown, unknown. How long has it been since she felt this way, facing a fog of uncertainty about the future?

She jumped off the seat, and suddenly realized something. She clenched her left hand into a fist and clapped her right hand, sighing:

"Oops, I forgot to ask Big Brother where that poem came from."

She was distracted by Zhongyue's words. The life that was originally predictable suddenly became more confusing, so much so that she forgot to ask about the origin of the two lines of poetry.

What? Why didn’t Zhongyue do it himself?

How could Ling not understand this brother? Chongyue did know a lot of things, but writing poetry was not one of them.

"Strength is as great as the receding tide; energy is as calm as an autumn hair." These two sentences were the evaluation she gave him when she saw his martial arts skills. Who would have known that he has been using them until now, and it has become his catchphrase. He would not feel satisfied unless he recites them dozens of times every day.

Her brother——

However, this is fine.

Life needs some puzzles to be explored, doesn't it?

Kjerag, the unknown poem, the behemoth willing to take action, haha, it suddenly becomes exciting.

Feeling contentedly the excitement in his heart, Ling picked up the Panlong Staff beside him, put it on his shoulder, and walked quickly down the mountain.

Chapter 412: Toby Tianzun will definitely defeat Saria in one second!

Casimir, Grand Knight Cavaleriaki, Supervisory Council.

The Casimirs were already numb.

Not only the Chamber of Commerce is numb, the Supervisory Committee is also numb. Not only the Supervisory Committee is numb, but Mainna is also numb.

No, that's not right, right? Is there something wrong here?

Russell wanted to grab Fremont and Jeston by the collar and ask:

"Everyone is here to play a game, what are you going to do?"

But if you think about it carefully, if she really dared to do this, the person who would be caught by the collar would not be Fremont or Jeston, but her.

It's not that she is belittling herself, it's just that the current situation is a bit too outrageous.

It's okay for Fremont, but he killed the Blood Knight in three spells. This is no joke. Even Marner could do it with all his strength. Moreover, Fremont still used spells. No matter how strong his spells are, they can't prove how strong his body is. Facing a player like Marner, the outcome is still uncertain, but at least the Supervisory Council and the Business Federation still have hope.

But what about Jeston?

"Maenna, tell me the truth, do you have any idea about the Ice Iron Bird spell that Zeston used at the end?"

A clue?

It's almost as if there's a pig pushing at Mainna's head, but she still has no clue.

Thinking of the grand scene when Zeston released the Originium skill, he now felt a headache.

The Originium technique that can directly affect the surrounding environment, we generally have a special term to call this kind of warlock [Scary Warlock].

Is Zeston a Scourge Warlock?

Maena thinks so.

Scourge isn't a strict rank, it just depends on people's personal impressions, but generally speaking, if a strike has the power to destroy a street, it's enough to be called a Scourge, or "Human Scourge".

Don't think this standard seems low. In fact, most Originium Warlocks can't even reach this standard. Otherwise, with such powerful Originium skills, Terra would have long been a pure magic civilization, not a mixture of technology and magic like it is now, and even the technology side has a slight advantage with war weapons such as high-speed warships.

And Jayston has clearly met that standard.

The Red Wine News commented in its post-match report: "Jaston Williams's attack directly increased the sales of Casimir Hospital by 20% the next day! It is recommended to promote Jayston."

Where does this 20% turnover of this hellish joke come from?

The answer is that he caught a cold in the Tianma Arena.

As a newly built venue for the International Games, the Tianma Arena covers an area of ​​10 hectares, almost half of the land is mobile, and can accommodate nearly 8 spectators at the same time. This is far beyond the standard of a block. The internal materials were reinforced twice after the Battle of Fremont, and it is as solid as a rock.

But even so, after Jeston's move, the entire arena was almost in ruins. The energy that escaped was enough to injure so many people, which showed how powerful it was.

Maina never belittles his own strength, but he also knows the situation. Ask him to fight with Jeston? Just give him the win.

Mauna shook her head decisively.

I'm neither modest nor polite. I can only say, please ask for help from someone else!

Russell also sighed when he saw this.

To be honest, she couldn't think of anyone who could fight against Jeston. With this strength, maybe only by resurrecting Cyril Linguang from the tomb could they have the strength to fight?

But how is that possible? If Russell had seen the prospect of the science of "immortality" from the "astronaut Safar" who had a new body at the closing ceremony of the World Expo, then the resurrection of the dead was truly unheard of.

Besides, even if there really is such a method, Russell and the current Casimir people may not be willing to let Cyril come back.

A living war hero with outstanding achievements and high reputation is much more troublesome than a dead portrait. They are now the real power of Casimir. Who would like to have someone who can step on them out of nowhere?

Let me ask for everyone's opinion.

Russell glanced at the "gentlemen" around him and said:

"Gentlemen, can anyone come up with a plan to deal with Jeston?"

Everyone looked at each other, some were beating their chests and sighing, some were frowning and kept silent, but no one stood up and proposed a feasible plan.

Until Charne suddenly staggered and stood up.

Charney turned around with a confused look on his face and glanced at the spokesman McGee behind him. The meaning in his eyes was very clear: "Brother, you sell me out?"

But McGee flexibly looked away, ignored Charne's questioning, and blew a silent whistle.

The meaning is very clear: I sold you, so what.

Everyone knows that you are a clever kid. The Chamber of Commerce has cultivated you for so long, and you express your gratitude every day. Now is the time for your reward.

The corner of Charne's mouth twitched, and there was a word "MMP" stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.

Don't get me wrong, he's not being polite, he's just being a coward.

The status of the people here is a little too high.

Russell is the Grand Knight of the Council of Supervisors, as the official legitimate government of Casimir. Even if they are in a relatively relaxed state now, they are not someone that a small spokesperson like him in Czarne can directly offend.

Not to mention Mainna, the Linguang family was in decline, but Mainna was not. Especially after the match with the Black Knight, the victorious Mainna enjoyed "champion-like treatment", and the media was almost hyping him up as Casimir's savior. Now the most discussed topic in the streets and intercity networks is who will win, Mainna vs. Fremont or Mainna vs. Jeston.

The cyber cricket battle has reached a fever pitch.

If you offend him, Maenna can now make him disappear both physically and socially.

Even McGee, who was also a representative of the Chamber of Commerce, was not someone he could afford to offend.

After all, he, Czarne, used to be a cow and horse, but now he is a high-level cow and horse, while McGee was born in Rome and is now a top Roman.

Does the prince of Rose News understand? He is here to experience life. Don't listen to his nice words, such as relying on himself and not relying on his parents or family. That's just a pretense. If someone is really stupid and tries to mess with him, do you really expect Mr. "Reporter" to turn a blind eye to it?

I am used to arranging knights and other things on a daily basis, but I never expected that one day, when it comes my turn, I will be the cannon fodder!

Pursing his lips somewhat sadly, Charne raised his head and smiled bitterly.

Russell frowned and asked, "Mr. Charney, why are you laughing?"

Charney shook his head: "I laugh at you all for being so shameless that no one can come up with a plan to deal with Jeston!"

Russell sneered: "What's your plan?"

Charne: "Let Fremont and Jeston fight, and the dilemma will be solved!"

Everyone fell silent immediately.

There is no other reason, just like what Charney said, this operation is indeed feasible, but it is quite embarrassing.

Jeston is very strong, and so is Fremont. Is there a problem with letting them fight? No? The audience loves to see strong opponents. It is entirely possible that this situation will happen "just by chance" in a "purely random draw". Everything seems very "reasonable".