Lingwu Territory, Prime Minister's Mansion.
The old prime minister, Yu Zuo, stood in front of the long wooden table, with his palms lightly placed on the table, and at his fingertips were two reports from Yuewei Deputy General Zhan Mei.
Although he had expected that this trip northward would suffer heavy losses, he was still taken aback when the number of casualties was reported. Not only did the number of soldiers drop sharply, but the General of the Moon Guard, War Ghost, had to withdraw from the center of the battlefield for a long time because of his serious injuries. This was undoubtedly a huge loss to the Lingwu Territory at this stage.
Yu Zuo intends to promote Zhan Mei to succeed her brother, but the embarrassing thing is that on the one hand, he does not have the right to directly appoint General Yuewei, and on the other hand, Zhan Mei's own attitude is somewhat ambiguous. She didn't agree to the promotion proposed by Mizuo, nor refused, and temporarily took care of Yuewei for her brother, but she seemed somewhat disheartened.
In the absence of Lord Lingwu, many seemingly simple things have become very difficult. It's not that people like Yuzuo are not capable enough, but that they are used to carrying out the orders of Lord Lingwu. Now that Lord Lingwu has not returned, people in the territory are already in panic, and the depression of Yuewei has given other troops hope to fight for power, and even many local officials have begun to contact other territories in private. Yu Zuo personally supervised and beheaded nearly four hundred people in half a month, but they couldn't hold back the situation.
In this land, the only one that everyone trusts is Lord Lingwu.
Misa moved his hand away from the table. The moonlight at night shone into the study from the window, and under the moonlight, it could be seen that most of his black hair had turned white. Lingwu's predicament is not something he can solve, all he can do is to stabilize the situation as much as possible, and wait for the Lord Lingwu to come back.
"Your Majesty... the subject is old and useless. I don't know how long this body can last. I only hope that you can return safely and soon..."
Yuzuo said, rubbed the center of his eyebrows lightly, and sighed.
There is another long list of traitors to be executed tomorrow, but killing people alone cannot elevate their prestige to the level of a Lingwu lord. And this last resort will be backlashed one day. In order to protect themselves, those people will eventually unite and try to make others' heads fall.
However, for the sake of Lingwu's future foundation, what is there to pity on a head
Misa smiled and walked out of the room.
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Deep sea bottom.
Yuzuo and the others naturally didn't know the situation here. Before leaving, Lord Lingwu also knew that he couldn't leave the territory for too long, so he had agreed a date with Yu Zuo and the others. It's just that the matter involved the upper three clans, even though she had done enough homework in advance, the current situation was out of control in various degrees, and she couldn't go back at the planned time.
However, she had no choice.
Lord Lingwu once said that he chose to reconcile with time, but now the deadline for reconciliation is approaching. Just like what she said, relying on the endless reincarnation in this world, Lord Lingwu took all the big and small matters in his territory into his own hands, and worked hard day and night with unforgettable pain. It has created the current strength of Lingwu Territory.
But souls wear out. The process of moving between bodies and being rejected by a new body wears out the soul irreparably. She relied on this method to forcibly borrow hundreds of years of life, but no matter how long this journey is, it will always reach the end. There is only one way to save her, and that is to take away the power of Klenas and become the new Pillar of Eternal Life.
An ant may shake a big tree, it's too pitiful.
But how courageous would it be for an extremely rational person to make such a decision
For this plan, she included the Church of the Abyss, Li De and Huang Yan, representatives of countless territories who participated in the northward journey, and even her own army... How many years of research day after day , How many times of cold and ruthless killings did I find a glimmer of hope in the impossible, and made this unimaginable situation into what it is today.
As soon as Lord Lingwu said, "What I want is Kleinus itself, the eternal life that only it can have," Lide immediately understood these things. He smashed a heavy stone slab that fell from a high place with one fist, thought for a while, and finally didn't say anything radical, just said with a wry smile:
"If you can really sit on the throne for hundreds of thousands of years like before, always keep a clear head, and always make the most correct judgment under the current situation, then there is nothing wrong with the world giving you..."
Before the words fell, Li De suddenly looked forward and said loudly:
"There is a large-scale magical reaction ahead! Be careful!"
Lord Lingwu stared fixedly at the fog in front of him with his beautiful eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of fire flew out instantly, and exploded when it reached a position hundreds of meters away, briefly illuminating the scenery there. Although it was only about a few tenths of a second, both Lide and Lord Lingwu clearly saw that what appeared there was a huge wave formed by a large rock, about several thousand meters high, and it was overwhelmingly shooting towards the two of them.
This should be the "natural disaster caused by the high concentration of magic power" mentioned by Lord Lingwu before. It is of the same type as the sandstorm that the two walked side by side, but it is more impactful than the sandstorm. The mist transformed by the magic power is like a huge amount of gunpowder hoarded here. A little simple friction may cause the gun to go off, and some simple but large-scale elemental magic is born.
"Zhaozhao? Zhaozhao, say something! Jump up to that thing, there is no other way to go anyway."
Li De was afraid that the Lord of Lingwu would be distracted at this time, so he expressed his thoughts immediately.
Lord Lingwu didn't answer, but he acquiesced to Lide's proposal. As soon as she raised her hand, she grabbed Lide's collar involuntarily, and stomped on her toes. I don't know what super high-quality equipment she used, the flames formed a vortex under her feet, and then threw her directly to a high place. Lid, who was being held by the collar by her, was even a little out of breath for a moment. When he fell to the top of the wave made of stones, he almost lost his balance and gasped for a while with his knees propped up.
It was a coincidence that the stone wave came, if it was later, the two of them would really be exhausted.
Lide looked at Lord Lingwu's veil wet with sweat, panting heavily, and finished what he had just interrupted:
"However, you can't do it. Although it is cruel, this is the reality... Fighting the country is not the same as sitting on the country. No one can do monotonous, repetitive, tedious and even painful things forever, even if you It's the same. For hundreds of years you have carried on with pain and hatred, but the drive that keeps you going will wear off one day."
Lid paused, looked away, and said hoarsely:
"By then, you sitting alone on the throne... will be bored from the bottom of your heart."