The villain's way to tame the protagonist

If Hydra and Ivola were both seriously injured, no one would stand on Hydra's side; and even if Hydra was unharmed now, even if more people did not help him, they should have remained neutral and watched from the sidelines. How could nearly one-third of the people help Hydra?

"Is it difficult to understand?"

Anser chuckled. He looked at the bulging veins on the temples of the Grand Duke of Dragon Language, and at the same time looked at the other Grand Dukes who had taken action and were in doubt. His voice was calm and indifferent:

"Because there are always people in this world who truly care about order, that's all."

The order in the West is different. The extraordinary ones are above everyone, and the grand dukes restrain them. While enjoying the pleasure brought by authority and power, they stay away from the empire and are rarely subject to the high-pressure rule of the emperor.

The fact is that this kind of rule has lasted for thousands of years. Perhaps in every generation there are people who want to overthrow the existing order, but they definitely do not all want to create an... disorderly environment.

The structure of the empire is sick and absurd, but it undoubtedly works.

Among the extraordinary people living in this structure, some are eager to smash all shackles and fetters, to become the absolute supreme, and to use strength as a symbol to measure authority. But there are also people who desire not destruction, but to correct this twisted and deformed structure, and on this basis, to give birth to a more perfect new order.

This desire is not only out of kindness, but also comes from different views on society and oneself.

Some people think they can grab everything they want in the collapsed order, and enjoy the pleasure of looking down on the small group and looking down on everyone; some people prefer to satisfy their own interests calmly and harmoniously in an orderly and well-regulated society, and do not mind multiple parties making profits at the same time... In the final analysis, it is still a struggle of human nature.

Unfortunately, in this world influenced by the supernatural, the former are always the majority and the latter are always the minority; fortunately, even if they are in the minority, it is better than nothing.

"I don't think His Excellency Hydra will threaten the empire." Paracelsus looked at the Grand Duke of Dragon Language coldly, "He has the ability and the faith to build a more perfect new order."

The white-robed cardinal from the Church of the Holy Assassin closed his eyes and whispered, "His Excellency Hydra's actions speak louder than words. If you want to stop the suffering of the people on this land, he is a far better choice than you, Olementin Dragonwhisper."

Yes, it all comes down to...action.

Actions speak louder than words.

In just a few years, he turned Hydra Territory into a paradise on earth. From childhood until now, his reputation has never been tarnished. The countless good deeds he has done over such a long period of time...

Who is really thinking about the people of the empire? Who is really eager to bring change to the empire? Who is really qualified and capable of creating a new order?

These things really long for the existence of a new order, very clearly.

Otherwise, would Xitana and Ming Fuluo really submit to Anser just because of his training methods? Otherwise, would they still be running around for justice and kindness in their hearts like they are now?

...No, it's not just because these guys are stupid idiots, this group of people... this group of extraordinary people! They are selected by Hydra!

At this moment, even though he was surrounded by endless blood flames, Olementine felt a chill running down his spine.

At that time, when Anser emerged from the rift and realized the seriousness of the matter, the order he gave to the Grand Duke of Dragon Language... was to summon all the grand dukes, rather than to summon the top extraordinary people in the entire empire!

The list of subsequent extraordinary people was drawn up by Hydra himself!

In other words, he had already selected the target at that time. This was not a coincidence. From the very beginning... he tried his best to find a fool who was strong enough and would definitely stand on his side!

——I should have realized this from the moment those guys opposed Bratcher's plan!

Olementine Dragonwhisper finally reacted at this moment.

The empire does have such extraordinary people, who are looking forward to a new order and also believe that Ansor can create a new order.

But they are very few, perhaps they are all among the group summoned by Anser.

If all the extraordinary people in the empire wanted to kill Hydra, then they could only watch silently. But if the number of people was limited to less than 30, and they were in such a bad environment, plus the power of Hydra himself... they were not without a chance of winning.

It wasn't as if Ansir Hydra didn't react at all.

From the very beginning, he wanted to kill all those who posed a threat to him here!

But when I realized it, it was too late.

"I'm sorry, Lord Dragon Tongue." The young Hydra sighed softly, "I gave you a chance. I hoped that we could deal with the disaster of Ivora as soon as possible, but you have been swallowed up by desire and ambition."

Exerting strength in the ocean of Feasting Flames consumes hundreds or even thousands of times more energy than normal every minute and every second. Otherwise, Ansher would have called on Ming Furo to kill everyone in sight. Why would there be so much calculation?

What the Dragon Speaker Grand Duke reacted to was correct. Anther's original plan was to lure the Dragon Speaker Grand Duke - to be more precise, to lure a certain Grand Duke who was influenced by fate and was hostile to him to attack and kill him. Anther didn't know which Grand Duke fate used as a chess piece, and could only make a rough guess at best, but it didn't affect the plan.

He relied on the ideas that he constantly instilled into the extraordinary people who tended to be on the side of order, as well as his persistent pursuit of the new order on the spot, to pull them to his side.

Even if outnumbered, Anser's strength is enough to make up for the power gap, not to mention there is a crazy Ivora to disrupt the situation.

And after defeating Ivora and all the extraordinary people who might stand against him are dead, he will then... make a certain degree of cleanup of the extraordinary people on his side, leaving only the most necessary few people. In this way, the original goal of "killing most of the top extraordinary people" will be achieved.

But he didn't expect that Ivola seemed to be protected by something and was difficult to kill. What he didn't expect was that she actually asked for help from him.

On the surface, this only caused a certain degree of harmless fluctuation in the plan, but in fact... Anser's plan has completely changed.

Now, in this environment, the Grand Duke of Dragon Language could not let Anser be isolated. Joining forces to surround and kill him in the first place was equivalent to losing the chance and possibility of killing him. Fighting in the blood flames without the protection of any protective objects, the ether simply could not withstand such exaggerated consumption. What the Grand Duke of Dragon Language could not understand was-why they were able to react.

Even if Anser anticipated that someone wanted to take this opportunity to kill him, how could he possibly know exactly who would do it?

Out of caution, Grand Duke Longyu deliberately gathered some people on his side to create the illusion that they were all his people. In fact, there were another part of people scattered everywhere, and at the same time, they launched an almost fatal general attack. Even if Anser was confident that he could get help, these helpers... How could they know who would launch what kind of attack, and be able to defend so perfectly!

...The traitor.

When this word appeared in the mind of the Grand Duke of Dragon Language, a lapis lazuli gem instantly exploded behind him.

"Na...Mo!"

The torn back healed quickly, but Olementine's rage could not be quelled easily.

"Oops, oops, I'm so sorry, Olementine."

Namo Qingjin had already flashed behind Anser and spread his hands helplessly: "Compared to taking over a country ruled by a bunch of ignorant thugs like you, I really prefer... the reasonable order established by Lord Hydra."

He shook his head and sighed, "It's completely different to make money in a chaotic wasteland in a boring and meaningless way and to enjoy the beauty brought by wealth in a paradise full of vitality."

From the very beginning, Namo Qingjin, as a businessman, never considered standing on the side of Olementine.

This grand duke, who truly loves wealth, wants the empire to prosper more than anyone else. At the same time, he also knows that... Ansher can make the empire prosper better than anyone else.

——Because he is a monster.

During his conversation with Anser, Grand Duke Qingjin realized what kind of monster Anser was and was full of awe for him.

Namo didn't care whether Anser's performance was true or false, he only cared whether Anser had this ability, and the answer was obviously correct.

So he betrayed the Grand Duke of Dragon Language to Anther without hesitation and told Anther who was on the side of the Grand Duke of Dragon Language so that Anther could take precautions in advance.

"You lose, Olementine." Anser looked at him with pity. "It's over."

The dispute ended in such an absurd way.

Although it was absurd and ridiculous, there was no doubt that Hydra, who considered himself to be a villain and had also committed countless unforgivable crimes, was now an absolutely upright person in the eyes of those standing behind him.

And he relied on this "integrity" to turn the tables.

He was like the brave hero in the stories sung by bards. He always did the right thing and never let others down. He overcame all obstacles along the way. When he faced the final demon king and was in dire straits, the warriors he had rescued and the hermits who were moved by their faith came to help. The guards beside the demon king also turned against him, and even the prayers offered by countless people became his strength. His victory... became a matter of course, a popular expectation.

All this seems to be saying that the good deeds you have done, whether intentionally or unintentionally, will eventually be rewarded.

And now, this is your reward.

Anser suddenly understood why people were so kind and determined about stories of brave men, and why they regarded old-fashioned stories as the kingly way.

Because when something like this happened to him, especially when he discovered that the root of this victory did not come from calculations, but actually came from everything he had done for more than ten years, Anser... really felt a joy from the bottom of his heart.

But this joy was soon dispersed. He didn't think this was the time to be happy. He also felt that... for someone like him, there was no reason to be happy about such things.

Next, it’s time to clean up the mess.

Young Hydra looked at Faust in the crowd and found that Faust was also looking at him, and seemed to be looking at him for a long time.

Anser originally wanted to use Ivora's madness to get both sides into a bloody battle, so that he would only need to make a little effort to kill most of the extraordinary people.

But the current situation...is not bad.

Because there was also an unexpected thing on his side.

Grand Duke Longyu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain.

Then, his pupils suddenly contracted and his body began to twitch involuntarily.

"you--"

He was not looking at Ansel, but at...Faust who was hiding in the crowd.

Not only him, all the extraordinary people who were named by Grand Duke Qingjin and stood on the side of Grand Duke Longyu showed this symptom.

Some of them were twitching, some were roaring madly, and they were pouring out their strength like crazy. Some of them even rushed towards Anser frantically, and were then waved away by Hydra with an expressionless palm.

The extraordinary people who stood on Anser's side and remained neutral and did not take action were all stunned by this sudden change. They only knew that someone was going to attack Anser, but they didn't know... Anser had already counterattacked.

"Back off first."

Hydra whispered, "They will remain in this frenzy for several minutes after being eroded by the abyss."

"A few minutes... is enough."

Ansher and the remaining extraordinary people retreated quickly. They cautiously explored the abyss essence covering their bodies and the abyss breath in their bodies. At the same time, they all cast their eyes towards Faust, who looked unwell.

The sudden madness of these guys must be related to Faust, but the problem is... How did he manage to make more than a dozen top-level fifth-order transcendents silently and not even know that they were being eroded by the abyss?

Is it possible that apart from Hydra, there really is such a powerful abyss master?

With mixed feelings, the remaining extraordinary beings watched as these extraordinary beings who were inexplicably eroded by the abyss went crazy and exerted their power without restraint.

In this case, it would only take a few minutes for them to run out of ether and be burned to ashes by the flames of feasting.

"What a pity." Anser, who was watching all this from afar, shook his head, "At least half of the power to kill Ivora is missing."

"You've given me a chance, Master Hydra." Grand Duke Qingjin shrugged, "Twice."

"We can try to lead them to... Ivora."

Faust, with a dark aura occasionally passing over his face, whispered, "Don't waste it."

"..." Ansel raised his eyebrows slightly. He was supposed to say this, but in order to maintain his current image, it was not appropriate to say such utilitarian and cold words. He was just thinking about how to start the conversation appropriately, and "Faust" had already said it for him.

Faust's current dangerous image was very suitable for saying such words. Within two seconds, someone volunteered to try to guide him and soon succeeded.

The shackles that were originally emitting golden light are now almost invisible and difficult to see, but when the crazy extraordinary person who was led over launched an attack, a thin and long dark golden object suddenly emerged from the backrest of the throne and pierced through it in an instant.

The extraordinary person struggled frantically on the dark gold strip that looked like a living thing, but he was eroded by the abyss and lost his mind, which would only waste the ether and kill himself faster. His body was "sticking" to the dark gold strip little by little, as if it was assimilated into it, and then disappeared without a trace.

"What's this?"

Even though he was a master alchemist, Pala was unable to identify what this strange creation was. He murmured in doubt, "This doesn't look like an alchemical creation... Was it made using secret methods during the Zhengtian Dynasty?"

"A throne that can lock up the descendants of the Flame Feast... No, that's not a throne, that's a cage, a cage to imprison the descendants of the Flame Feast. Who on earth has the ability to create such a thing?"

cage……

Anser stared at the unconscious Ivora, his eyes narrowed slightly at her miserable appearance of half bones and half flesh.

Is this thing really a cage?

The last time I saw Ivora, she should have had more flames on her body than she does now, and her condition should have been more miserable. The purity of the Feasting Flame seemed to be even higher.

How come the flame burning Ivora now seems to be close to gold? And Ivora's initial state must have been completely burned by Efesand's flame!

Ivora's condition is getting better step by step, but she is still asking herself for help.

"Perhaps, not imprisoned."

Anser whispered.

"She's being... extracted!"

That’s right, it’s being extracted!

In this way, this seemingly endless blood flame has an explanation - this is not the flame of Ivora, this is... the flame of Efesand!

The flame that Effisandr was burning Ivora with would never go out and would never cease, and this strange throne would constantly draw the Feasting Flame from Ivora's body. In this cycle, it was unknown how long it had been in the maze, thus accumulating the Feasting Flame, which was almost infinite in quantity, although its strength was insufficient due to dilution!

So Ivora's condition began to improve. From the beginning when his whole body was bound to be burned to ashes, he now has at least half of his body intact.

But the fact that Ivora was asking him for help meant that this throne was not solving the problem of the Flame of Feast that was burning her, but instead brought her more trouble.

Without needing more information, Anser had already guessed...what the trouble was.

The mysterious force that endowed Susilen with the qualifications to be Emperor, and Ivora who was being exploited...Does that hysterical "Save me" just now need an explanation?

If there is no rescue...

Then Ivora Feasting Flame will become a waste.

Chapter 7: The Best Tool (K)

Ivora became a useless person...

In the sea of ​​fire, Anser looked at the golden chains growing on the back of the throne and narrowed his eyes slightly.

When Anser realized that Ivora was not given any opportunity but was imprisoned here and his power was being drained away, he knew that the plan had to change.