Sun Fei sighed. (Fastest novel updates)
Then he patted Lloris on the shoulder gently and smiled very seriously.
" Hugo, we went through thick and thin together in the battle of the Fragrant Sea Region. You should know that I have no interest in worldly power. So, I won't lie to you. Zenit's strong desire for unification is not just for its own benefit. To be honest, in the near future, the entire continent will face a cataclysmic disaster. I just want to quickly unite the power of the entire Human Clan to fight against this terrible enemy. Time is limited, so we have no choice but to take such a tough measure."
After listening attentively, Lloris was taken aback.
He never expected Sun Fei to say that.
He paused, looked up into Sun Fei's eyes, and asked, "Really?"
Sun Fei nodded heavily.
"Okay, I understand." Lloris suppressed his shock and stopped trying to argue.
He believed Sun Fei's words.
In fact, prophecies about similar catastrophes have already spread across the mainland.
The emergence of alien races and the alterations in the laws of heaven and earth over the past year or so are enough to explain some issues.
Now that these words have come from the mouth of a deity like Sun Fei, Lloris has no more doubts.
"In that case, I will do my best to cooperate with you. I believe that Emperor Juninho will also make his own efforts for the Human Clan."
A wave of helplessness and weakness washed over Lloris.
He knew that under these circumstances, the Lyon Empire and any other empire in the Northern Region had no room for negotiation. They could only obediently accept the conditions proposed by the Zenit people, be reduced from the Duli Empire to a vassal empire of Zenit, hand over control of their army, and leave their fate to be controlled by the Zenit people.
In fact, if we don't look at it from the perspective of the conquered, then Lloris should be grateful for the mercy of Alexander.
With Zenit's current power, it is fully capable of launching an overwhelming battle to completely wipe out the royal families and nobles of the various empires in the Northern Region, and then conquer and rule the ordinary people with iron and blood.
Alexander, however, chose to preserve the various royal families, retaining their privileges and most of their power, even preserving the royal elite guards.
Is this already more than enough?
Alexander was right; he truly did not covet worldly imperial power.
Suppressing his disappointment and weakness, Lloris quickly adjusted his mindset, continued exchanging pleasantries with Sun Fei, and after wishing each other well, he got up to take his leave and embarked on his journey back to the Lyon Empire.
For King of Buckingham, an even more challenging situation awaited him upon his return home.
For any envoy from the Northern Region Empire, this trip to Zenit- Saint Petersburg was far from easy.
The treaty they brought back would completely transform their empire.
Whether it's an honor or a disgrace, only future generations can judge.
"Your Majesty, while Lord Lloris may be trustworthy, I fear the Lyon clans will be resentful and may resort to other tricks."
After Lloris and the others left the main hall, only a group of trusted ministers from Chambord City remained. King of Byzantium Constantine had regained his former glory, couldn't help but speak up to remind them.
Having won the Battle of Byzantium Bay, Constantine had completely earned everyone's respect.
Now that he has returned, he has been entrusted with important responsibilities by the new emperor Sun Fei.
He was no longer merely the King of a minor vassal state, but held a key position in the new emperor's government, possessing a prestigious title and wielding considerable power. He was considered a favorite of Sun Fei and a regional lord.
Upon hearing this, Sun Fei laughed heartily.
"It's not just the Lyon families; how many of these empires that came to pay homage were truly willing? They were only doing so because of our military might and the inevitable course of events. Many of them are waiting to see the final outcome of the war between Zenit and Barcelona. Once Zenit shows signs of weakness, these guys will swarm in like vampires, revealing their vicious true colors."
Hearing Sun Fei say this, Old Arjen and the others finally showed a hint of relief on their faces.
In fact, Old Arjen, Best, and others had long anticipated this situation.
In the past few days, they had been worried that Sun Fei would be blinded by the Glory and flattery of the envoys, lose his ability to make sound judgments, and misjudge the situation in the Northern Region Continent. However, they did not want to bring it up too directly, since Sun Fei was no longer the King of the small vassal state, but the ruler of Zenit and even the entire Northern Region.
"Your Majesty is quite right. The various empires have sent envoys only because they are intimidated by our current strength. They may not be truly loyal; they are merely feigning allegiance. Everyone wants to sit back and watch the tigers fight, then reap the benefits." Best nodded. "To truly unite the Northern Region into a single, impenetrable entity as Your Majesty initially envisioned, we will need a great deal of time."
"But we don't have much time left." Sun Fei shook his head. " Barcelona won't give us time to develop, and those Defiler won't stop their awakening just because we're not ready."
Sun Fei had already held secret talks with the higher-ups in Chambord City about the impending arrival of the Defiler.
Basically, Best and the others were mentally prepared.
"In that case, we'll have no choice but to take a hard line." Old Arjen pondered for a moment and said, "According to the previous plan, the Northern Region Continent should be divided into ten military regions. The most important thing right now is to take over the armies of the major empires, reorganize them, and completely control them. This would be equivalent to pulling out the teeth and claws of the royal families of various countries. Even if they are unwilling, they will be helpless."
"Then war is the only option," Best sighed.
War, it seems, is ultimately inevitable.
"If Your Majesty the Beast King requires it, the Orc Clan army is ready to share your burden."
Having finally managed to understand the word 'war' from the common language of the continent, Marbury, a powerful member of the Lion Lion Clan, one of the Ten Golden Races of the Behemoth Beastmen, had a gleam in his eyes and a look of fervor on his face as he eagerly volunteered for battle.
Are all Behemoth Beastmen born warmongers?
Best and the others had black lines on their foreheads.
"Haha, the Orc Clan don't need to get involved in the war for now. The migration is not even halfway complete, Orc Clan homelands within Anzhi are not yet fully built. I need you to settle down in the Northern Region as soon as possible, and then assemble and build a well-trained orc army. If necessary, then we can join the war."
Sun Fei smiled and reassured Marbury of the Lion Lion Clan.
Over the past two weeks, the Orc Clan Ancient Blood Road has been fully operational, and all five thousand specially made Ultra-Long-Distance Teleport Magic Array produced in Chambord City have been put into use.
Third update.