Six lonely stone chairs stood high in the mountain. The light shone on these six stone chairs from top to bottom. However, at this moment, except for Leoric, the other five stone chairs were all sitting on them. There are council elders with different images.
The so-called elder is just a title. The Parliament of the Undead does not have such a strict hierarchy - except for a few elders, there are not many leaders like Savile in the entire Parliament of the Undead. It is strange to say that there are only a few He looks like an inconspicuous guy, but his strength can make the entire continent tremble with fear. It really proves from another aspect what kind of strength and influence the six people here have at this moment. force.
Leoric¡¯s voice was a little hoarse, but it carried an undeniable power¡ªas if he was a born monarch, and no one could question his words no matter what they were.
"Leorric, can't you change your tone?"
The six stone chairs were in a circle, but there was a distance between them. However, the guy sitting opposite Leoric spoke clearly so that everyone could hear him clearly. His clothes were gorgeous, He has a very handsome face, and at first glance he looks like a typical "lady killer". He looks to be around thirty years old. He looks at Leoric with a pair of water-blue eyes, and his words are filled with a touch of teasing.
This feeling is very casual, but it also makes people feel that this young-looking guy is not a simple character - in fact, to put it bluntly, who here is a simple character?
North Davian, as a tenth-level great alchemist and a tenth-level ice mage, he not only has outstanding strength, but more importantly, his identity - he is a dragon!
Or rather, a dragon who has become an undead creature.
"What's the matter with calling me here?"
The voice he spoke was very gentle, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction - the purple hair was a little gray at the roots, and a pair of pointed ears stretched back. Xavier Freeman sat on the stone chair that looked very comfortable, He asked Leoric with a straight posture.
She was wearing a sacrificial robe from the elves, but the style was very old. It could be seen that it was no longer the robe used by the elves today. However, the face of this beautiful elf was still as youthful, but there was something extra in her eyes. She looked deathly silent, and her skin was silver-white, a little less shiny and a little more uncomfortable dryness than that of Sirna.
Her tone was not very friendly, but Leoric didn't mind it. He looked at the other three people who didn't speak much. He seemed to know that these three old guys didn't like to talk nonsense, so he simply sat upright. , thinking about how to speak.
Next to Leoric is a guy who looks no different from a farmer. His appearance is also very ordinary. His light golden hair hangs on both sides of his face. His eyes are somewhat distracted as he looks at the abyss-like void beneath his feet. The golden The sunlight shines directly on him - Kostra Viv. His broad shoulders show his professional status, and at the same time, the slightly bowed legs let people know that he was, or is, now. A knight.
The other person looks a bit weird. He is dressed in black. The identity of the assassin can be verified from the dagger stuck in his waist. However, if you look closely, this guy's dagger looks very inferior, even dim. The luster is gone.
Dustin Colin, a tenth-level assassin.
"I'm in a hurry, Leoric, to make a long story short."
In the end, the fat guy actually spoke - he was wearing an armor with particularly powerful magic waves. The stone chair he was sitting on was decorated with gold and silver jewelry, and the weapons in his hands were shining brightly. Light, in short, there is nothing in his body that is not priceless - and this guy does have the capital to afford or use these things because his name is Queltos Shaarawi, Que The president of Altos Trading Company.
The six elders of the Council of the Undead have different identities and races, but at this moment they are gathered together, and the meaning is self-evident.
"The operation of the Wheel of Fortune has been somewhat disturbed," Leoric said, "but during this period Savile has already started to deal with this matter. I believe that everyone here will not want to see this continent appear. Something to stop us."
"I would like to take a look."
Davian, who is a dragon, said something disdainfully. As someone with extraordinary strength, he seems to be disdainful of anything - but this guy also has the qualifications, everyone here??Among all the people, if we just talk about strength, he is firmly ranked first.
Leoric didn't respond to his interruption. He just paused briefly and then continued: "I have already started to correct these things. The dormant old guy in the Saint Lance Empire is willing to do this with me. , so there is no choice.¡±
"The old guy from St. Lance?" Xia Wei narrowed her eyes slightly, "Why did you think of cooperating with him? That guy with a weird temper"
"There is no way to respect the strong. Besides, in some respects, I have to do the same as him."
Leoric dominated the conversation of the entire council. It was completely different from the Noble Council of St. Reims. It seemed that few people in the Council of the Dead were willing to express their opinions.
"But next, I have a new proposal. Maybe this is a good way for us to come to the forefront."
"Get rid of it, stop being pretentious, you use so many irrelevant adjectives every time you speak." Davian's big mouth is still the same, and he seems to be quite impatient with Leoric, but there is no irony in it. It's just a slightly tongue-in-cheek complaint.
Leoric still didn't respond to him. He looked at the silent assassin Dustin and the knight Kostra, and he said: "The Abyss is willing to provide us with help."
"I object."
As soon as he finished speaking, the knight who had always lowered his head immediately raised objections. Kostra was wearing rough linen clothes, and his image was really poor, but the words he spoke were sonorous and powerful, in this empty mountain. echoed in.
"I object, Leoric, are you crazy?"
Xia Wei's voice sounded very gentle, and the pitch was slightly high at that moment. It was obvious that she was a little emotional - she was once the high priest of the elves and died in the hands of the Abyss tribe. The painful memories made her She is absolutely unforgettable.
"Two votes against." Leoric ignored the two people's doubts and turned to look at the other three people.
Assassin Dustin waved his hand and said nothing. His face was hidden under a black veil, as if he didn't even bother to say a word.
¡°Abstain one vote.¡±
Leoric¡¯s eyes turned to Queltos.
"This is a good opportunity to make money, but a good businessman will not do a business that can put his life on the line." Quiltos squinted his eyes. He looked like a man with a beard. A big man, but when he squinted his eyes, people might think that he was the head of the largest trading house in the entire continent. Those shrewd eyes stared at Leoric slightly, "War may be something that cannot be refused. Reason, because he always brings more wealth, right?¡±
"One vote in favor."
Leoric looked at Davian expressionlessly¡ª¡ª
¡°Finally I can have some fun.¡±
The dragon stretched out, stood up from his stone chair, and replied in a lazy voice.
"The resolution is passed."
Leoric looked at Xia Wei and Kostra. The two people showed no emotion after their objections were ineffective. They seemed to have expected the result - Xia Wei rubbed his brows and looked at the sun. Xia raised his head and looked at the sky, as if he was meditating on something, while Kostra still maintained his original posture and did not move. After hearing Leoric's words, he just said silently: "The Knights obey the order. "
A qualified general, but not a qualified commander-in-chief.
"The messenger from the abyss will be coming in the near future. Let's give this guest a good welcome then."
Leoric¡¯s words ended the meeting. It was as if the sunlight on the top of the mountain was suddenly blocked by something, everything fell into darkness again, and the elders on the stone chairs disappeared in the next moment.