Necromancer Saint Remnant Soul vs. God of War Divine Sense Clone (2)

"Brotherly quarrels... brilliant, absolutely brilliant!" Emperor Xu Jiawei of the Star Luo Empire pondered for Xu Jiujiu's move. This move was equivalent to legitimately transferring Dai Hao's two legitimate sons away. The weaker one was transferred to one of the two major military regions controlled by the royal family. They could easily kill this heir by starting a war or finding some pretext, such as desertion causing a flood in the granary. The stronger one could be kept under their watchful eye, and any slight disturbance could be dealt with. If he became obstinate and out of control, they could ask the titled Douluo of the Star Crown Sect to intervene, severely damaging his spirit and turning him into an idiot. Besides this, there were many other ways to control White Tiger Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger. It was truly a two-birds-with-one-stone strategy. "Let's write it as my imperial sister said!"

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Your Majesty is wise."

The eunuch picked up his brush, understood immediately, and continued writing.

Rewards are a good excuse.

If it were a summons, White Tiger Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger would have many reasons to refuse.

If it were just a reprimand, White Tiger Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger would have plenty of excuses to shirk responsibility.

However, such a reward would not leave a bad impression of the royal family being cruel and ungrateful, but it also presented the White Tiger Duke with a difficult problem.

It's like the emperor offering a cup of poisoned wine.

Without any justification, White Tiger Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger Empire could use the excuse of comforting the soldiers in the Northern Military Region of the Star Luo Empire who had died in the bloody battles against the Sun Moon Empire over the years to pour this cup of poisoned wine on the ground as a distant tribute. Even if the emperor explicitly designated this cup of poisoned wine as a reward for Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger Duke, Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger Duke could use the excuse of being terrified and fearful to express that he dared not take credit, or even use the routine of soldiers protesting, to force the emperor to allow him to perform the tribute.

But a reward with a valid reason is a different story.

I say you have done a good job of raising your son.

To contribute talent to the country.

You have to drink it whether you want to or not.

If you don't want to drink, then you're denying talent itself. It's fine if you deny Huo Yuhao, but you can forget about your eldest and youngest sons too, because they can't even beat Huo Yuhao, so they only deserve to be considered trash.

This can be easily publicized.

They'll cut off the future of your White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Drinking it would lead to poisoning and death.

Of course, this is just an example. Currently, the relationship between the Xingluo Royal Family and the White Tiger Duke's Mansion is very delicate. The Royal Family does not want to provoke the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, that is, it does not want to break ties with the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. The White Tiger Duke's Mansion has not been able to gain the upper hand, nor is it willing to fight such a battle that it is not sure of winning. The routine of poisoning and ordering death is too despicable and crosses the line. The Royal Family cannot use this excuse to convince the public.

Moreover, this is not how struggles are conducted.

Therefore, being able to control the White Tiger Duke's Mansion is already the upper limit of the reward.

Always remember that moderation is key.

As a palace attendant, the most important thing is to filter out the unimportant words, pretend to be deaf and dumb, and not miss the important words.

Only in this way can one live a long life.

Xu Jiujiu, he cupped his hands in greeting and said no more.

His gaze remained unchanged.

But deep down, he had his own little scheme in mind.

After bowing, he naturally raised his head and looked at the Metal Arena.

He took in Huo Yuhao and Dai Yueheng.

now.

On the Metal Arena.

Their actions were clearly defined.

Gray flames ignited on Huo Yuhao's body.

Despite having only level 31 Soul Power, his presence was no less imposing than Dai Yueheng's.

Such a sight left countless people speechless.

"Skill."

"Pure skill."

"That's quite a skillful technique."

Gui Mei muttered to himself involuntarily.

He could feel his Martial Soul trembling, so much so that his body was also trembling, like a rabbit encountering a tiger, trembling involuntarily because it was at the bottom of the food chain.

The white-haired Guang Ling Douluo frowned slightly.

He crossed his arms and slipped to the side.

He didn't really like the power that the kid on the ring was unleashing.

Of course, this dislike is not discrimination.

Power is something like that.

If used correctly, it will be correct; if used incorrectly, it will be incorrect.

The power that little guy below is unleashing is of a quality that even he has to admit is inferior to. It's obvious that it originated from a Deity who leans towards the dark side. He just came here to avoid seeing it and to keep quiet. This can be considered his last bit of dignity and stubbornness.

Bibidong, unusually, sat up straight.

Seemingly lost in thought.

She could sense that this aura, which was equivalent to Deity but slightly different, was on a completely different path from the Rakshasa God behind her.

The Rakshasa God walks a path of suffering.

This Deity walked the path of death.

She thought she was evil enough, a senior among all Evil Spirit Master, but she never expected that someone would be more like an Evil Spirit Master than her.

"Who is this child?"

After a moment's hesitation, Bibidong asked.

The group of titled Douluo looked at each other in bewilderment.

Two hundred and thirty people.

Who has the energy to remember the names and life stories of each of these people?

Besides, this is only the Second Division.

The first round of 128 consisted of 252 people.

The number of participants in the Third Division 128 is still unknown.

There are still the Four Divisions, Five Divisions, and Six Divisions rounds, as well as several other rounds.

Who has the time or inclination to memorize useless things?

Ye Qingcang silently gave a thumbs up.

Mu En gave it a thumbs up.

Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu silently gave a thumbs up.

Many people also silently gave it a thumbs up.

Whether they know it or not, after this match, both Huo Yuhao and Dai Yueheng are destined to become famous.

Who will become the protagonist of fame and who will be the background character? That will depend on the outcome of this competition. The winner takes all and the loser is condemned!

so...

"That's fine!"

Electrolux's dull tone did sound rather irritating.

But his strength.

No, it should be said that it was his control over power.

That was enough for him to say those words in this tone in front of Dai Yueheng.

Pointing with his finger.

The hazy gray light, spanning a distance of 150 meters, struck Dai Yueheng's forehead with ease in a time so slow it seemed to stand still. The impact caused Dai Yueheng's head to tilt back, his body to lose its balance, his eyes to go blank, and blood to gush from his seven orifices instantly.

In an instant!

It really was just a fleeting moment!

Everyone who saw this gray ray of light felt a near-pause in time, even the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena was no exception; it's just that some people were able to break free.

But Dai Yueheng clearly did not have that ability.

But!

Just because he doesn't have it doesn't mean the people behind him don't either!

"Boom!!!"

A beam of light descended from the sky!

Dai Yueheng's pupils lit up instantly!

However, this time, it wasn't his original-colored eyes that lit up!

Instead, they were heterochromatic eyes that shimmered with platinum-gold flames!

One pupil is red and the other is blue!

Holy crap!

Having just eliminated her opponent, Ma Xiaotao rushed to the scene to watch the match and immediately swore, disregarding her composure.

And overlapping with her voice were those of Feng Xiaotian and Xie Yue on the other side.

Although most of the spectators outside the venue were unaware of what had happened, that did not mean that these God Trial Taker were unaware of what had occurred.

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate to bully a junior like this?"

"Besides... are you really that compatible with this junior?"

"Substitute players are not allowed if the standard is not met."

Dai Yueheng spoke slowly.

His flippant tone was laced with an undisguised confidence.

No.

Perhaps we shouldn't call him Dai Yueheng anymore.

It should be said that...

"War God, Dai Mubai!"

Ling Luochen, who arrived at the scene a step later, whispered the truth.

It sounded particularly jarring in the quiet setting.

It was as earth-shattering as a thunderbolt.