Amptalo's words were both soft and hard, and he directly falsely reported the family's combat power by 50% to intimidate Matron Herest. Another person might have to consider the military power of the Ashamai family. Threats, but Matron Herister did not take these to heart. If she were here, even if there were ten times more vampire lords, they would only be able to support her for a few more seconds, not to mention He Mother Rest does not believe that the Ashamai tribe really has the military power claimed by Amptalo.
Speaking of which, when the Assamai tribe chose to give up their power and live in seclusion in the Mist Cave, the seven demigod kings, including Matron Herest, knew some inside information. Even if they could not grasp the whereabouts of these vampires, at least they could Knows a lot of information that outsiders have no access to, such as why the Ashamai tribe made this choice, and the general strength of the Ashamai tribe when they lived in seclusion, etc.
In the past ten thousand years, the number of domain-level experts under the seven kings of other worlds in the past ten thousand years was only more than ten at most, and in most cases there were only six or seven. The Ashamai tribe had lived in seclusion for thousands of years, and there were twenty Lords of multiple domain levels, this number was something that Matron Hester would not believe in any case. If thousands of years of seclusion could cultivate so much super combat power, then there would be thousands of high-level vampires. With a lifespan of 10,000, and if you are willing to spend more time waiting, I am afraid that the blood race has already ruled the entire alien world. How can it always be in the position of a second-class race, suffering under the pressure of the seven most powerful races in the alien world? Support, hard struggle,
Based on this, Matron Herister just smiled and did not take Amptalo's content to heart at all. However, she had a very important purpose here and did not intend to spend too much time. What was wasted on the Ashamai clan, the things that this blood clan has done, have already received their due revenge in terms of the loss of many clan members, including Lunedri. As Amptalo said, Heris There is no loss on the part of Mistress Special. As long as the Ashamai clan is willing to reconcile, Mistress Herest does not mind letting it go and will postpone the time to deal with this blood clan a little.
"To show our sincerity, we can sit down and have peace talks, but as long as we find that you are not really sincere and are just delaying time..." After saying this, Mother Hester paused slightly, and then she She stretched out a finger and drew a circle around her side quite casually, and then a powerful pressure was released from her body, completely covering the surrounding passages.
Amptalo's face changed greatly. It was not that he suspected that Mother Hester was going to fight over this, but that the other party actually discovered some small tricks arranged by the family. Wherever the pressure just hit, there were several places in the passage The magic circle used for surveillance immediately collapsed. I believe that at this time, the family members sitting in other places observing through these magic circles have completely lost control of the situation here. These magic circles similar to the "Mage's Eyes" are quite hidden. If Amptalo didn't know about it beforehand, and he couldn't find them all in such a short period of time. Therefore, this little trick of Mistress Herest alone was enough to prove that Mistress Herest His strength is higher than that of Amptalo, and at least his perception of the surrounding environment is far superior to that of Amptalo. If the Ashamai tribe uses some small tricks behind the scenes under the pretext of peace talks, most of them will be noticed in advance by these people in front of them. This is also the intention of Mistress Herest to unleash her pressure.
Thinking of this, Amptalo decided to temporarily extinguish the random thoughts in his heart. Even if an endless battle really breaks out, he must at least wait until all the sleeping lords of the family are awakened and they are restored to their peak condition. , otherwise even if the invaders in front of them are finally killed, the Ashamai tribe itself will suffer heavy losses, and the family will have to continue to hide for thousands of years before they can recover their strength. I believe that other compatriots at the lord level will weigh the severity. As for the family has already suffered Anyway, the loss can be compensated with the power of Runedry, but it is not impossible to reach some kind of internal compromise.
Having made up his mind, Amptalo turned slightly to the side, and at the same time extended his hand towards his back, making a gesture of invitation. Mistress Herister nodded, and without consulting anyone else, she moved directly towards Amptalo. Tallow walked over, and Boyardinas was slightly stunned for a moment, but said nothing. She followed her mother, leaving a distance of about four or five meters to show the identity of the leader of Mother Herest. , Ryan and Faras also did not express any opinions. Their trip was invited by Mother Herace. As long as they do not endanger their own safety or interests, they will naturally not do anything on their behalf. Everything will be done by Herace. Special mistress makes the decision,
Under the leadership of Amptalo, Ryan and his party entered a cave that could accommodate about a hundred people. It was arranged like a conference venue. In the center of the cave was a round conference table, which was actually made of a whole piece of blood jade. Carved from pith, this kind of gem is not a rare thing. It can be found even in Ryan's hometown, but it is only the size of a fist at most. However, a conference table large enough for thirteen people can be carved out of one piece. It's completely different. I'm afraid that Mother Hester's own collection can't find such a huge piece.
With the blood chalcedony conference table as the center, there are about sixty stone seats placed in a circle around it. In order to prevent the people sitting in front from blocking the view behind, the floor of the entire cave also gradually moves towards the surroundings. As it rose, this ladder-like pattern was formed. Ryan didn't pay attention to the stone seats around him at first, but when he walked past one of them, he suddenly discovered that it was actually the human world. It is carved from the legendary tourmaline gemstone. It is said that when light shines through this seemingly inconspicuous gemstone, a colorful rainbow bridge will immediately rise from the ground, which is indescribably gorgeous. crystal clear,
In order to prove this, Ryan casually released a lighting technique. When the white light illuminated the seat in front of him, seven different colors sublimated from the ordinary seat, almost instantly. Not only that, when these lights are projected onto other surrounding seats, different colors and representations appear, including many precious gems that Ryan can only find records in books, and more Even Farasi, who had been trained by the nobles next to Ryan, couldn't identify the material of the seat. This was no longer a matter of ability, but a limitation of the human world's vision.
"Yes, it seems that the Ashamai tribe has collected some things for hundreds of thousands of years." Matron Herister naturally saw the glow in the room caused by Ryan, so she boasted and explained: "Here There are sixty-eight seats, plus a large piece of blood chalcedony among them. A total of sixty-nine completely different gemstones are used. Speaking of which, I can't recognize all of them. It seems that you have spent a lot of effort, especially The carvings on it are even more exquisite and can be regarded as a work handed down from generation to generation."
Amptalo stopped, turned around and smiled at Mother Herest, and responded in a very plain but proud tone: "Thank you for the compliment, but apart from strength, the only thing our vampires pursue is These are the things that have been slowly accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years and collected from hundreds of planes. There will always be something to gain. But you actually recognized most of them at once. I believe that your identity is also very important. have no idea… "
"Knowing my true identity will not do you any good, Assamai." Matron Herister declined the other party's temptation softly and forcefully. She had only two possibilities to reveal her identity in front of this blood clan. , one is to silence them, so the dead people naturally don’t have to worry about leaking their whereabouts, and the other is to forcibly take the Ashamai tribe for their own use, and sign a soul contract with the powerful pseudo-divine power of the demigod king. Of course, there is no need to worry about the rebellion of these vampires. Possibility, now neither situation is consistent. Mistress Herest's not telling Amptalo is really beneficial to the Assama clan in a sense, although this sounds like it makes the other party I feel quite unhappy in my heart.
"Please sit down." No matter how unwilling Amptalo was, he would not show it. He pointed at the conference table carved from a piece of blood chalcedony and said, "I have given the order. Someone will be here soon to observe, but before that, let's talk about each other's conditions. If there are no big problems, I can directly submit it to the family council for discussion and vote. I hope this matter can be There is a mutually acceptable outcome.”
Matron Herrest did not show politeness to Amptalo, and sat in the middle of the circular conference table. Boyardinas walked to her left and sat down next to her. Matron Herister pointed at herself. With his right hand, he made an invitation towards the Lane couple. Naturally, the latter would not refuse and they all sat down. Amptalo clapped his hands and summoned several young female vampires to come in and ask them to present themselves. Serve some fine wine and cakes to entertain Mistress Herest and others. Although the two sides had fought before, and the Assamai tribe had suffered heavy losses, they were not stingy enough to even entertain such a small amount. situation,
Mistress Herister looked at Amptalo, who was sitting opposite her, holding a glass of wine as red as blood and slowly putting the pieces together. She nodded towards Ryan and made a gesture to invite the latter to come forward. Ryan understood that Herrest Mother Rist's thoughts, so she spoke for her and recounted some of her experiences in entering the second level of the Mist Cave in detail. She continued until she escorted the big and small Wolf to the entrance of the Ashamai tribe's lair, hoping to get A reasonable explanation, but the result was an almost quibbling and prevarication answer from Roonedry.