The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

"What do they want to do, show their strength, put up the flag, and gather people to revolt?"

"The vampire empire has disappeared for more than 800 years, and the last afterglow has long since disappeared in the dust of history."

"Even if they really want to do something, isn't it a bit too late?"

Allen's tone was a little weird, and he was completely unsure of the other party's context at the time.

"Who knows, anyway, their purpose of coming here is definitely not pure."

Kelly didn't seem to care much about this, and simply replied.

Seeing Alan still seemingly thoughtful, Kelly thought for a while, then raised it again.

"For this matter, you don't have to worry too much. There are not a lot of smart people in the empire. They are also paying attention to the blood race in their own way, and they haven't ignored it."

Alan, who was originally a little confused and wanted to figure out the reason and inside story, felt that he was a little too worried after hearing Kelly's words.

The empire has a population of tens of millions. There may be mediocre people who can reach the top of power, but there are also talented elites.

The problems he can think of, those people can naturally think of it.

Moreover, compared to Allen who just gave a little bit of tactics, those who wander in dirty politics and base their minds on tactics will naturally think more deeply and clearly.

After thinking about this, Allen also let go of his worries.

Although still paying attention to the blood of the Dracula clan next to Alec, he also put some energy on the people around him.

After all, Kelly and Mr. Delia lowered their faces and took the initiative to introduce him and Leonard to help them build a good relationship, and he couldn't live up to each other's expectations.

As time passed, the number of people in the conference hall gradually increased.

In the end, it reached the number of about two hundred people.

At this time, the originally empty discussion hall finally had a bit of bustling enrichment.

But it does not appear crowded.

Looking around, Allen can clearly distinguish who is the contestant and who is the spectator.

Yes, spectators.

Although this competition is not well known to the public, it is not a secret for those who have truly stood at the top of power and mastered the real existence of the world.

Therefore, out of the pursuit of excitement and the expectation of violence and cruel aesthetics, they came here very actively and applied to the scene to watch the battle.

After all, such exciting scenes, even for them, are rare.

For this result, Allen is not surprised.

Because before the people arrived completely, he had already inferred their intentions from the identity of the people who had arrived.

Moreover, besides, the Empire is recording more than one hundred Silver Steps. Even if they all come, it is impossible to make up two hundred. What's more, they couldn't have come all.

Stationed on the frontiers of the empire, suppressing the hidden terrorist forces, separatism, and the Cthulhu Church in the empire, as well as the silver steps guarding the fortress, it is impossible to mobilize.

The work of these silver tiers seems to be not well-known, but in fact, it is the real cornerstone of the seat that made an outstanding contribution to the stability of the empire.

These positions can be rotated, but there is no shortage of people.

Otherwise, the seemingly extremely powerful and exuberant empire is likely to rise and fall apart under the actions of someone with a heart, from prosperity to turmoil and decline.

And exclude these necessary and immobile positions, and exclude those silver ranks that cannot be moved away and cannot be transferred.

Basically, there are only more than 50 silver ranks that can participate in this conference.

The extra ones in the discussion hall are all for watching the show.

Of course, if you really want to say something, there must be some silver ranks hidden in the empire.

Whether it's free people who don't want to join the empire, or the hidden cards of the major nobles, or hostile forces such as the Cthulhu Church, which is hostile to the empire, the silver rank among these is definitely not a small number.

It's just that what the empire needs is stability, people who are willing to contribute to the development of the empire and contribute their own strength.

Rather than these uncontrollable unknown risks.

Therefore, in the end, the empire just turned around in its own system and accumulated such a good hand.

And to be honest, in fact, the battle of the Silver Tier is not too important in this level of competition.

It's just a way to show the superiority of the next generation and show that you have someone to succeed.

After all, this kind of strength, no matter whether it was in the past or in the present, is not considered rampant.

Therefore, the real competition to establish prestige and position is mainly between the golden ranks.

But even though he knew this, neither Alan nor Leonard had the slightest idea of ​​slack.

Although it is not very important, it is also placed at the level of the continent's top power such as the Dawn Empire.

For Allen and Leonard, if they played well in this competition and achieved a good ranking, the rewards they received would make them extremely happy.

To put it bluntly, Allen and Leonard were just trying to make a fortune.

No matter how cruel and cold the nature of the game is, since it is held in the form of a big game, there will naturally be no shortage of rankings and rewards.

Such rewards are naturally insignificant for the division of interests between countries and the top powers of the mainland.

But for individuals, it is enough to be called abundance.

Maybe the Dracula clan with lofty ambitions and big ambitions doesn't care about these, but Alan and Leonard can't ignore this tempting bait.

Click!

It seemed that the time had finally come, and the gate of the discussion hall suddenly closed, making a slight noise.

The bright golden sunlight was blocked by the heavy mahogany gate, and it was not revealed at all.

However, the hall did not appear dark, but extremely bright, softly illuminating every corner.

Da Da Da!

Accompanied by a series of sonorous and heavy footsteps with an extremely heavy aura of oppression, Caesar, who dressed up and looked serious, appeared in front of them.

Today's Caesar is dressed differently from the past. It is not a luxurious and elegant emperor's court dress, but an extremely majestic and solemn military dress made by the Grand Marshal.

Upon seeing this, the hearts of all the people present were stunned, subconsciously cheering up.

The atmosphere in the field also changed suddenly, no longer as relaxed as before, and became extremely dignified.

It was as if the air in all directions was oppressed by some terrifying force, inch by inch, a little by little, it began to condense and became depressed.

The space seems to have become heavy mercury at this moment, squeezed towards the person, unable to breathe.

Such a change naturally cannot escape the perception of everyone present.

Whether it is an extraordinary person who has reached the silver rank, or just to see the lively high-level empire, the noble elders.

From the aspect they are best at, or their perception of Qi, or understanding of the atmosphere, they are very clear about the current situation.

Therefore, they also showed a solemn and awe-inspiring expression very cooperatively.

Caesar patrolled around, his sharp eyes were like a predator lion, full of the majesty of the king.

The fluffy golden hair was flying in the air and scattered, forming an extremely wild and messy beauty, like a sprinting lion king, exuding the imperial pressure and dominance wantonly.

Just when Allen was thinking about whether he would mobilize and encourage everyone in the battle, just when Allen was thinking about what he would say.

But Caesar had reduced all his sharpness and looked straight ahead, as if looking at everyone, and as if only looking at the emperors hanging on the wall of this hall, his eyes were far away, as if he was reminiscing about something.

After a while, he suddenly spoke, and said sincerely.

"Everyone, please."

For a moment, there was a bit of silence on the scene.

Allen felt that they might be the same as themselves, and they were all surprised by the sudden change. ,

After all, no one thought that Caesar Charles, the overbearing and iron-blooded, extremely class VII, would suddenly say so.

"We must live up to our expectations!"

After the silence, everyone stroked their chests with their right hands and bowed their heads in salute.

"Go."

Caesar drew out the war sword that fits around his waist, and spoke with a tone of excitement.

Hum!

An extremely ethereal and distant sound, as if it was a buzzing sound from a higher sole, suddenly remembered.

The next moment, behind Caesar's faint blue light flickered, and a wide faint blue light door that seemed to be large enough for a giant to first enter, appeared in front of them.

Without saying much, Caesar stepped into it.

Then, everyone in this discussion hall also entered in a very tacit understanding as if they did not know when they reached an agreement.

Allen and Leonard, as well as Delia, Kelly and others, are naturally the same.

"I thought he would say something."

Seeing the end of the long queue disappear little by little, Allen said in a tone that was so complicated that he didn't know how to describe it.

"What to say, being able to come here and be able to participate in this competition already knows what this is all about."

"If they have other thoughts in their hearts, then it's useless for Caesar to break their lips. If they have made up their minds and are willing to fight for the empire, then even short oaths will be impassioned."

"So, the key is not what Caesar will say, but his attitude."

In the spiritual network built by the four people, Kelly naturally picked up Allen's words and expressed her own opinions.

"That's true."

After thinking about it, Allen felt the same.

Caesar's previous subversive and sincere words and actions have already shown his attitude.

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Although short and simple, the impact is not small at all.

Enough to inspire a person's enthusiasm and lofty ambition, let them work hard for it.

If this doesn't work, it's not Caesar's pot, but the person's own problem.

After all, all Caesar can do is encouragement, it's just an amplifier of strength.

But if the other party is ready to release water, no matter how much encouragement it is, it is useless.

However, in such an important event, shouldn't anyone want to hold back, right?

Thinking of this, Alan's gaze fell unconsciously to follow Alec, half of his body had disappeared from the blood of the Dracula clan in the blue light gate.

...

Although the team of more than two hundred people looks very long and sounds a lot, it does not take much time for the extraordinary and a door wide enough.

However, after about three minutes of effort, everyone who was still in the imperial palace's discussion hall had already appeared in a quiet and dark starry sky.

In the sky, bright stars flicker, and in the distance, magnificent nebulae are flowing, underfoot is the empty starry sky, and behind is the colorful galaxy.

Endless darkness and dead silence filled the entire universe, and at the same time, the beauty that broke dead silence and gloom was even more moving.

It's just that, for such a beauty that exceeds the limits of people's conventional imagination, what Allen showed is not intoxication and fascination, but an expression of unexecutionable surprise.

He had previously imagined the appearance of the light gate and the scene after the light gate.

After all, thinking about it, it is impossible for this level of competition to be held in the territory of the empire.

Not to mention whether there is a suitable place, just the subsequent impact that this scale of battle may cause ~www.readwn.com~ is enough to let them dispel this idea.

But the problem is, no matter how much Alan guesses, he never thought that this battlefield is a huge starry sky and an endless universe.

In his opinion, the vast seas in the eastern part of the empire, the tall and unmanned mountains in the northwest, and the immortal ice fields on the far north are all good venues that can be included in the pre-selection list.

After all, not only is it sparsely populated, but no matter how destroyed it will not affect the empire and other forces.

As for the terrain changes of mountains and rivers, it is even more trivial.

So although Allen had guessed and looked forward to the battlefield before his arrival, the main focus was still on the next game and possible opponents, and he didn't care too much.

But when Allen crossed the light gate and saw such a vast and magnificent scene.

He found that his vision was still too narrow, and he still had too little understanding of the real strong.

For a boss of this level, fighting on the continent of Darvia is no longer exciting, and it is still fun to play in the universe.

In this way, after a long while, Allen stopped the chaotic thoughts that did not know where to radiate, and began to come around during the observation period.

Allen, who had recovered his normal spirit and thinking ability, simply thought about why he and others did not die in the universe.

Then, under careful perception, Allen found that he and the others were stepping on the transparent light curtain as if there was no ordinary light.

This light curtain is ubiquitous, surrounded by twists and turns, curled into an irregular sphere, completely enveloping the huge group and isolating the danger from the outside world.

It is precisely because of this that Alan and the others did not die the first moment they were exposed to the vacuum universe, and they still had the energy to observe the surroundings carefully.