Zongman chat group: Second dimension magic repair plunder entry

The knights present were all shocked as they stared at their captain.

But he's the world's most famous and highest-ranking Grand Knight! He's even defeated a legendary beast head-on.

But this commander-in-chief said he had just been almost killed.

Only gods and god-slayers could achieve such a feat.

"That one really is the Demon King!!"

The knights gasped in astonishment; their shock was beyond words.

I never expected that the seventh god-slayer would be born.

“That’s right, but that’s not the most important thing. From now on, we, the Crimson Black Cross, will be under the King’s command…”

Then Paul dropped another bombshell, leaving everyone else stunned.

"But...but...Commander, all the magic societies in Italy are under the command of the King of Salvatore. If he finds out that we have switched allegiance to the new king, who can stop his wrath?"

Those below raised objections, but this drew Paul's attention, and a heavy aura emanated from him.

"But if we don't surrender, the Copper Black Cross could perish right now..."

Paul looked at the many knights present and said in a deep voice that he could sense that Xue Lingfeng's words were not false. Especially when he hesitated at the beginning, that killing intent kept rising.

If he hadn't submitted so quickly, he would probably be a corpse by now.

And so the bronze black cross, which had lasted for a thousand years, came to an end.

Godslayer, only Godslayer can fight against.

Even the highest-ranking magician is as fragile as an infant in front of a shikigami demon king.

Is...that's how it is?

The knights felt a chill run down their spines. According to the commander-in-chief, that demon king was no easy opponent.

It is probably more ruthless than the methods used by other god-slayers.

"Invite all the grandmasters of Italian magic societies and gather them here."

Paul then said something that surprised many of the Cavaliers.

Why invite so many leaders of various societies to discuss matters?

Shall we discuss surrendering our Copper Black Cross to the new king?

"The king has spoken: surrender or die..."

Paul's words, spoken word by word, immediately caused a drastic change in the expressions of the knights present.

Italy is about to undergo a major transformation...

Chapter 75 Then Be a Dog

The headquarters of the Copper Black Cross remained in the same dimly lit hall, completely obscuring any view from the outside world.

A huge parliamentary round table was set up, and several people were already seated around it.

These are the leaders of the magic society in Milan, Italy.

After receiving news from Paul that a new king had been born.

Moreover, Paul issued the message as if it were an emergency.

Therefore, the leaders and representatives of these magic societies rushed here from all over Italy.

For Xue Lingfeng, killing gods was simply a happy thing that allowed him to improve his strength.

But for ordinary people in this world, it is a major event concerning their future destiny; how could they not be nervous?

now,

The magical societies gathered here include the Copper Black Cross, the "Old Lady" and the "She-Wolf," the Bronze Black Cross, and the commander of the knightly order "Lily City."

"Now you can make your own decisions."

Paul Brantley, the commander-in-chief of the Copper Black Cross, rang out here.

"All the magic societies in Italy are under the rule of Lord Salvatore. If he finds out that we have pledged allegiance to the new king, who can appease his anger?"

The leader of the "female wolf" shook his head at Paul; the god-slayer was not someone they could afford to offend.

"No, you overestimate yourself. In that person's eyes, we are nothing more than young bees gathered in the hive. He wouldn't have any thoughts about us. Besides, we have never formally sworn allegiance to that person. So your conjecture is not conclusive."

Paul shook his head upon hearing this.

"The Demon King of Eastern Europe has always been eyeing Italy covetously, while the Sword King usually ignores us and his whereabouts are unpredictable. If we fall into the hands of the Demon King of Eastern Europe, our situation will only get worse."

The commander, who was asking "Lady?", also spoke up, offering his opinion.

The Marquis of Vauban, the devil of Eastern Europe, was cruel and ruthless by nature. His cruelty made all of Europe tremble with fear.

Be careful, lest you provoke him and bring disaster upon yourself.

Moreover, if it were just death, it wouldn't terrify them so much.

However, the Marquis of Voban possessed the power of "servants of death".

He can turn those he kills into "servants of death," controlling them for eternity; it's as if even death cannot bring them peace.

That marquis had many famous knights and great mages as his servants…

"This concerns the very survival of the Bronze Black Cross, and we still need some time to prepare."

This time, the one who raised the objection was Diana Milito, the leader of the Bronze Black Cross.

"Furthermore, your Copper Black Cross has already submitted, and your Erica is still with the new king. Who knows if we will be treated unfairly after we join?"

The Red-Eyed Black Cross and the Bronze Black Cross were originally one entity, but they split apart due to certain events.

After the split, the two sides continued to fight each other, and neither side could stand the other.

Therefore, it is normal for Diana to have such concerns. After all, if she is not careful, the Bronze Black Cross will stumble and never recover, thus falling into complete decline, which would truly be a disgrace to her ancestors.

"Is this slander against the new king?"

Paul spoke in a deep voice, saying that the Snow Feather Wind, which was even more terrifying than the elusive Salvatore, filled him with even greater fear.

Yesterday's events are still vivid in my mind; I can still recall that chilling, murderous aura and the heavy oppression.

And now these guys are still making excuses. You're afraid of the Sword King, you're afraid of Marquis Voban, but aren't you afraid of the "King" unleashing his wrath?

Paul felt that it was far more terrifying than the Sword King and Marquis Voban.

"I wouldn't dare, but we are..."

The leaders and commanders of a group of magic societies were also displeased as they saw Paul's face darken.

But as she was still smiling and arguing with him again, the door was pushed open.

A young girl in a rose-colored dress walked in with leisurely steps.

When everyone saw that the person who came was Erica, their expressions still darkened.

Although Erica Brantelli is the Grand Knight of the Copper Black Cross, Paul's designated successor.

However, her unauthorized intrusion into the commanders' council still displeased those present.

"This is not a place for juniors. Get out."

The female wolf's leader tapped on the table, looking extremely displeased.

"I apologize for intruding into your meeting."

Erica gave a slight bow to the commander at the round table, but the smile on her face remained unchanged.

"The king said, 'It's been a day.'"

The once noisy room suddenly became as quiet as death, and the expressions on their faces froze.

The female wolf commander, in particular, was displeased by Erica's sudden intrusion and felt rude; at this moment, her expression was as if she had eaten something disgusting.

Erica was originally just a talented junior in his eyes, not even worth considering in the eyes of the female wolf.

All those present are leaders of Italian magic societies, and their authority in magic or martial arts is unquestionable throughout Italy.

However, compared to the Godslayers, no matter how high their status or how strong their magical and physical skills are, it's all useless.

The world's strongest magician or the most powerful knight could be easily crushed by the Godslayer without any power to resist.

“Miss Erica Brantley of the Copper Black Cross, it’s not a good habit to falsely relay the new king’s orders.”

"No, no, no, I, Erica Brantri, am the first knight of the new king. As for whether it is true or not, you leaders can continue to deceive yourselves."

Erica paid no attention to the people present; after all, she was the King's first knight.

Although I've been ridden all over by the king these past few days, I haven't done anything for him yet.

But her identity is beyond dispute…

Upon hearing this, the commander of the magic society was filled with surprise and doubt.

“Since it is the king’s order, I must obey it.”

Paul looked at the people present and shook his head. "You guys don't know how to seize the opportunity I gave you."

Paul sighed and left the meeting room first.

For some reason, those present felt that Paul was pitying them.

Shortly after Paul left, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally could only sigh helplessly before getting up and heading to the Demon King's residence.

There are only seven god-slayers in this world.

There are countless nations and forces that wish to serve the god-slayer in order to gain his protection.

If one could curry favor with the god-slayer, the benefits would be unimaginable.

The news of the seventh god-slayer has only just spread, and so far, only the Italian magical society knows about it.

In front of Xue Lingfeng's current villa, the leaders of various magic societies were waiting, but the atmosphere was somber and oppressive.

Paul Brantley was even more serious; having experienced the majesty of a king, he was the one most afraid of him.

In his view, this king was probably an even more brutal demon king than the Eastern Luohao Cult Leader.

Hopefully these guys will know what's good for them, otherwise, there probably won't be many of them standing here right now.

In the center of the luxurious hall, a white-haired, red-eyed boy dressed in a sky-blue robe was casually sitting on a sofa.

His overly youthful face made people doubt whether he was truly a god-slayer.

They had seen the Sword King before, but his capricious nature was completely different from this young man's.

The boy's blood-red eyes were calm as water, and the aura emanating from him was terrifying beyond measure.

It was more majestic and imposing than the mountains, more vast and boundless than the sea, and exuded an ancient and awe-inspiring presence that filled them with fear and dread.

The mere casual exudation of that aura was enough to crush the spirit of mortals.

"It is an honor to meet you, the seventh new king of the world."

At this moment, all the leaders of the magic societies bowed to this teenager.

"To live or to die."

The words, spoken softly, caused all the leaders of the Magic Ring Society to change their expressions.

This king is so direct, and it's about life or death?

Do they die if they don't submit?

"king."

Paul Brantley immediately knelt down on one knee and bowed respectfully.

This made the other leaders of magic societies look rather unpleasant.

Looking at Paul's completely submissive demeanor, it was as if he had become a servant.

You should know that when they were under the Sword King's command, they only bowed respectfully, not with this kind of etiquette.

The leaders of these magic societies had grim expressions; the room was so quiet that even the beating of one's heart could be heard clearly.

"To pledge allegiance to the king is the highest honor, but the leader of the Western European Magic Alliance is Lord Salvatore. If he knew that we were pledging allegiance to you, we could not bear his wrath even if we had a thousand lives."

The commander of the "female wolf" sensed Xue Lingfeng's vast and abyssal aura and, forcing himself to speak respectfully to her.