Another throne suddenly appeared on the scene. Wu Qi stood there silently holding a six-foot fire blade on his leg, while the third throne waved his leg towards the Demon Eye Throne with ease.
"I'm fine. It's not like we're discussing, but the Thirteen Thrones just defeated the tomb guards and haven't sheathed their swords yet." The Third Throne smiled and explained to Wu Qi incidentally.
The Demon Eye Throne showed a sweet smile: "Third brother, let's continue talking about us, and he will find a way to leave Guye Tomb."
"Okay." The third throne also responded with a smile.
The Third Throne and Wu Qi were only 2 meters apart. From that distance, if Wu Qi burst out with his sword, the Ordinary Throne would have no time to dodge. The third throne not only smiled and shut up with the passing Demon Eye Throne, but also did not arrange any emergency defense measures in front of it.
Wu Qike could sense the immeasurable fluctuations in the Third Throne. Even though he knew it, he couldn't use the sword because there was an extra Demon Eye Throne on the scene who could act as a witness.
The punishment for a private fight between thrones is extremely severe, ranging from losing both legs for several years, to being deprived of the throne seat and all powers. No one can resist the emperor's move, and the thrones that dared to resist the emperor for decades have long since turned into handfuls of earth and merged into the earth of the Apocalypse Abyss.
Wu Qi put away the six-foot fire blade on his right leg. At the same time, the third throne moved 2 meters closer, crossing Wu Qi's shoulders, and their heads were very close to each other.
He patted Wu Qi's shoulder and whispered something in Wu Qi's ear that was soft enough for both of them to hear.
"It's just a joke, he just tried me. MacDonald is currently in the southwest corner of the continent, more than 10,000 kilometers south of the Apocalypse Abyss. That's the hinterland of human territory on the other side of the occupied area. Now I know, I can Thinking about cooperation. Huh?"
After the Third Throne said those words, he crossed Wu Qi's shoulder. He went straight to the sky and the exit of the ancient night mausoleum.
... ...
When the arc across the sky of the Apocalypse Abyss gradually turned dark blue, Wu Qi took a long flight back to the Crimson Palace in the Silver Sand Desert. He landed on the top of the main palace. The moment his feet landed, he controlled the space-measurable force field set up outside the Canghong Palace and instantly moved to the steps of the main palace.
A spacious red carpet was laid from the main door to the foot of the throne at the end of the hall. The lighting crystals hanging on the wall pillars on both sides of the hall all lit up at Wu Qi's thought.
Wu Qi stood on the steps and walked to the red throne.
There used to be Kazan's seat there, but in the completely unfamiliar environment where Kazan abducted him, he stood in the center of the bright red carpet in front of him, looking up at Kazan who was walking on the throne.
Things are changing. Who would have thought that Ru Ming would actually be the seemingly ordinary corpse-born human being in that position two years ago.
Apocalypse Abyss respects strength. The most fundamental reason is that he is stronger than all the lives in the Silver Sand Desert. With his strength, he can be on par with or even slightly higher than the strong men sitting on the throne. Only then can he walk in the world. It's enough to walk a mule's seat. Then dominate everything in the Silver Sand Desert.
"Dawson." Wu Qi called softly. Immediately, the door of the hall opened, and Dawson, a deacon in a red swallowtail, immediately appeared in the center of Wu Qi's field of vision.
Dawson walked to the center of the carpet in the hall, lowered his head slightly, and said with full respect: "Your Majesty, look for him."
After the throne was changed, Dawson was still the first envoy of the Canghong Palace. His respect for Wu Qi and Bu Dong's respect for the throne were so clean that no flaws could be found.
Wu Qi used Dawson very much. Regardless of whether there was an alliance agreement in advance, Kazan mistakenly concealed the fact that Dawson and others were in the Apocalypse Abyss, leaving Wu Qi to choose whether to use or not use those powerful and potential envoys. First, because Dawson does have merit as the first envoy.
And Dawson's allegiance to Wu Qi is also due to the accumulation of multiple factors. With his strength, Wu Qi can defeat Frege, the fourth throne, with one mistake and one mistake, which is attractive enough. As a favor, Wu Qi exchanged the crippled Nergal for the lives of Dawson and Hiram with Frege, which made Dawson feel an indelible feeling of gratitude to Wu Qi for saving his life.
"Dawson, he wants to go to the Black Origin Sea in two days. During this period, I will handle all the affairs of the Canghong Palace. If the throne comes to visit or sneaks in secretly, I don't want him to know that he has left, let alone Let him find out where he went." Wu Qi said.
Dawson replied: "It's obvious, sir. Sir, can Dawson know whether there is a high probability of a throne person 'visiting' at the door?"
"Is there a third throne?"
Dawson nodded.
"Very well, where is Hiram now?"
"Hirum is in his own side hall room at the moment. Sir, please ask Dawson to call him over?"
"No need, I'll withdraw to the east."
After Dawson said he would withdraw from the East, Wu Qi stood up from the throne. He communicated with the space-measurable force field of the Canghong Palace with his mind and teleported directly to the door of Envoy Hiram's room.
Wu Qi was alone in the spacious corridor. There was silence from the other side of the red door.
"Hirum, is he Wu Qi? Can you come in now?"
A disembodied voice sounded through the door: "Master Throne, please come in."
Wu Qi opened the door, and the wind blowing from the window connected the corridor to the outdoors. The huge curtains were fluttering, and the furnishings in the huge room were not much different from the furnishings in the rooms of other physical envoys.
Hiram was the captain of the assassination team. He spent most of the year on infiltration investigation missions, and only managed the affairs of the Kito assassination team when he had time. The room didn't change because he lived in a small space and didn't have to move around.
Hiram was sitting on the big bed, wiping the black dagger in his leg with a cloth. He had wiped the black dagger many times, and the blade was so smooth that there was no flaw. It slightly reflected the light from the lighting crystal in the room. , as the angle of the blade rotates, the refracted light gradually changes.
When Wu Qi came in, Hiram stopped wiping and made a respectful listening posture with his black body.
The door and window of the room gently closed automatically. Wu Qi took a chair and placed it in front of the bed, then walked to the opposite side of Hiram.
He said seriously: "Hirum, we have a new battle plan."
Wu Qi relayed Kazan's current plan to Hiram in detail. Hiram was very serious and remembered every word.
"Lois will not be here by then, so I will go with him and Kazan. My task is not difficult. I will put Kazan into the black air space when he cannot be discovered, and there are many other things."
"It belongs to Dongminghong. When will we set off in two days?"
"It's noon. I made some preparations. The preparations we made for investigating and collecting intelligence over the past year and a half were finally put to use two days later."
Hiram knew the importance of that battle. If he had eyes, there must be a sparkle in his eyes now.
Hiram said loudly: "That person will be waiting there at departure time."