Extraordinary Mechanical City

Metternich spent twenty years of life for this divination.

This is an extremely high price for anyone.

But to him as a "professional gambler", it seems completely indifferent.

In his own words, if Renn hadn't appeared, he would have died on the "Card of Destiny".

"Life span" is just a number. "Qi Luck" is the most important factor that determines how long a person can live. It's like a bargaining chip on a gambling table. It's your own if you win in the game.

Even if his body's life expectancy could have lived for eighty years, if he couldn't pass that hurdle, his later lifespan would be completely meaningless.

The gambler is in the same vein, and the bet is destiny.

.......

"So... you want to follow me?"

Hearing Metternich's statement, Rennes also felt surprised.

For a "three-eyed evil god" with unknown ability, just one more person by his side?

If you really want to talk about masters, there are a lot of people around Renne himself. It doesn't explain Ymir, Thunder Crow, Tuster...There are also some hidden arrangements. In the Royal Capital of Umar, no one can kill him.

If it is really a "dead catastrophe," it shouldn't be as simple as one more legendary combat power.

Metternich: "Yes."

Rennes: "Why?"

"..."

Metternich shook his head and motioned that he himself didn't know what would happen.

But he explained the reason why he wanted to do this.

"In this deck of cards, I am a ‘Joker’ myself. No one can replace it."

Metternich revealed a black and white Joker card.

His divination is with poker.

He also explained the current situation in gambler terms: "In our gambler sequence, there is a saying that two'JOKER cards' together, no matter what the rules, are the largest cards. Unless the opponent has the ability Destroy the entire rules of poker."

"..."

Ren heard this, thoughtful.

He has colored joker cards instead, and Metternich is black and white joker cards. Put together a bunch, Wang Zhan?

Can it cause a qualitative change?

Metternich continued: "It now appears that the rule on Iceridge Wasteland is the'Fifth Extraordinary'. Under this rule, no one can exceed the rule order. I guess that the evil **** does not have the ability to break through this rule. , Or to say... the things here are not worth paying some price for breaking the rules."

Think about it, he said again: "Furthermore, according to your statement, when the [Black Emperor] Moises was defeated during the Munkel civilization, the enemy was the three-eyed tribe. Then I also speculate that the prohibition on the Ice Ridge Wasteland It may be arranged by the Black Emperor. It is used to protect the land under the mist, and us...the descendants of the '72 God Generals' back then!"

"That's it..."

Renn nodded as he listened.

He also didn't expect Metternich to analyze so many things just after listening to some of what he said.

But when I think about it, I feel that this statement is also the most reasonable.

Whether it was the previous battle in the "Black Wind Collar", or Master Kawo came to challenge himself. In the two encounters, they both confirmed that the Heretic God's combat power was indeed invincible in the world, but they did not break through the upper limit of "Transcendent Tier 5".

Moreover, it is also very possible to say that the humans on the Ice Ridge Wasteland are the "Descendants of Seventy-two God Generals".

Although this law restricts all transcendents from being able to surpass Transcendent Fifth, from another aspect, it is also a kind of protection.

There are real gods in the world outside the mist. It is hard to imagine how a human population without the existence of "the power of the gods" can survive?

But in front of him, at least within the range of Tier 5, the transcendents in the misty world are very powerful.

.......

Days, early morning.

The Omar Palace is a lively scene.

Early in the morning, various princes of Omar, hereditary grand dukes, grand marquis... and those old patriarchs who had not participated in the court for many years also came to the palace one after another.

Spuglin XV has been in bed for more than half a year, and there has been almost no large-scale pilgrimage, and the palace assembly hall may not have been so lively for a long time.

Everyone understands that today is probably the most important issue of imperial succession.

"Hey! I heard that your majesty's physical condition is getting worse and worse, it's probably only one or two days..."

"Yes, today's North Korean meeting is afraid that the results will be announced soon."

"Several princes fought openly and secretly, and the situation under Omar was also turbulent. Now that the succession to the throne has been determined sooner. I don't know which prince can inherit the throne..."

"..."

The minister and the nobles got together in groups of three or five, whispering from time to time.

No matter who is the emperor, there is little difference for these nobles who choose to be "neutral".

The operation of the empire needs them, and their family also controls the population and the machine city. No matter who becomes the throne, they must be handed over.

"Look, the people from Black Dragon City are here."

But at this moment, I don't know who shouted, everyone's eyes moved together, and the whole assembly hall instantly became quiet.

Taking a closer look, Renn in a plain white general dress and Ymir in a water blue princess dress slowly walked into the venue.

A group of four people.

Guards are not allowed in the palace, only Father Tuste and a young man in a black tuxedo who keeps his high hat low.

Seeing Rennes enter the venue, the nobles also took the initiative to say hello.

"His Royal Highness Princess!"

"Ymir..."

"Aunt..."

There are various titles.

Many gray-haired old men, many of them are Ymir's elders.

This is the case with the old aristocrats, who have been married from generation to generation, and the big families are more or less related to each other.

This eldest princess who had been squeezed out of Oma by the group of people as the "plague" in Oma A, now came back.

It was the same group of people, but their attitudes changed drastically one by one, as if they were passionate relatives of their own flesh and blood.

Respect has always been linked to strength.

Yesterday, the eight hundred mechanical knights of the Black Dragon City forcibly broke the Royal Academy of Sciences is still vivid. Everyone knows that this once lost princess holds an "invincible mechanical legion" in her hand. Her rise has been unstoppable.

Most of the people who spoke were good nobles or relatives, and Ymir had to deal with them one by one.

Of course, she did not forget to introduce Ren to everyone.

"Congratulations, congratulations... After today, our Omar and your "Black Dragon City" have formally concluded a good agreement. In the future, Your Highness Ymir will take care of the uncles in your hometown..."

"Ymir... Your Black Dragon City occupies a good terrain. I heard that your Karatwa Basin produces high-quality coal and iron ore resources? Uncle, I happen to be in the empire and run some mines. , There is no shortage of large-scale equipment, and then we can communicate with each other in business..."

"Uncle, my territory happens to produce high-quality food. I heard that your niece is developing very well in your territory. It definitely needs a large supply of food. If you have any needs, just open your mouth, and your family is welcome!"

"His Royal Highness, I heard that your Black Dragon City's Mechanical Academy also recruits students from the two empires? The **** in your uncle's house just happens to have some mechanical talents, and that's your cousin Thomas. You have seen it a few years ago..."

"..."

Commercial exchanges have always been those things.

Power, money, resources... the exchange of benefits.

Of course, there are all kinds of people who come to build relationships.

"Black Dragon City" is now a piece of "fat" with this huge attraction no matter from that aspect.

Resources, technology, population, geographic location...any aspect can make the two empires salivate.

If it hadn't been for strong military support, these guys would have been thinking about plundering by force a long time ago.

Renn was not good at this kind of high-class aristocratic circle of communication, and sat there blankly.

Even if someone said hello, he nodded politely.

.......

Just waited for about half an hour.

The North Korean meeting still did not convene.

The maid came to inform him that the old emperor's mental state was not good, and he was resting. He was afraid that he would have to wait for a while.

Ryan sat in the position, but kept thinking in his mind, where is the so-called "death" that Metternich had fortuned out for him.

Now the parliament hall is divided into four distinct groups of people.

The neutral nobles, the second princes, the fourth princes, and the eight princes.

The three veteran families who had the opportunity to inherit the throne and the veteran families supported by their backs all stood together, and most of them were potbellied noble lords.

The guards are all outside the palace, and the few officials in charge of the military are not very high in rank. Looking around, hundreds of people in the huge parliament field, and a few old generals, have reached the fifth rank.

But obviously, Renne felt that none of these could threaten his life.

And he glanced at the crowd of the second prince from time to time, but he didn't see the white-robed missionary in the glorious city.

I heard that the guy is currently in the apse using magical techniques to "cure" the old emperor.

And by coincidence, just when Renne was thinking about what the missionary could do, the guy just walked in from the gate.

As soon as he entered, the surrounding crowd immediately surrounded him.

Everyone asked: "Master Miril, how is your Majesty?"

Everyone pricked their ears to hear this question.

The missionary replied with a serious expression: "Your Majesty's situation is not too good...but after the treatment, the consciousness has been fully awakened. After a short rest, you will be able to go up..."

Hearing "fully conscious", everyone exhaled.

This also means that the decision on succession to the throne is still in the hands of the old emperor, and no one can make a fuss about it.

But Renn in the distance listened, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

Conscious?

Haha...I'm afraid it is for the convenience of listening to your control.

And Metternich, who was behind Rennes, also spoke at this time, with a strange tone: "Tsk, I never thought of Glory City having such a method before. No wonder the second prince Karen was actually doing divination in such a weak situation. In the end, the winning side is still so big..."

Renn touched his chin and said, "So, let's not let this kind of person who has been brainwashed by the evil **** inherit the throne."

Metternich smiled and said, "Don't worry. Omar is about to collapse. No one can be the emperor."

When Ren heard this, his face was slightly different, but not much.

He naturally believed that squinted eyes had this ability, and said: "The succession to the throne is a trivial matter, but we must think of a way to prevent the guys in Glory City from continuing to use this method to spread the belief of the evil god..."

Metternich thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "This is really a little troublesome."

While chatting, at this time, without thinking, the second prince Karen actually walked over with the white-robed missionary.

"Auntie, you are here."

Karen politely performed chest-protecting etiquette towards Ymir, then looked at Renn on the side, and said hello: "Mr. Renn, it is an honor to meet you. I wanted to invite your Excellency to be a guest at the mansion, but It was too rushed at first sight yesterday..."

"His Royal Highness, I am also honored to see His Royal Highness."

Renne looked at the uninvited guy with a polite smile on his face.

He also guessed that this guy thought he didn't know that they had used means to tamper with the old emperor's cognition. So, it is probably to show good.

After all, Ymir is a staunch supporter of his brother, which means that once the old emperor declares the succession to the throne, "Black Dragon City" may be a strong supporter of his Karen!

Karen laughed and said: "I heard that Mr. Lane is a very good fighter, with an extraordinary combat power comparable to the top..."

"His Royal Highness praised..."

Renn was slightly surprised when he listened to the other party's flattery.

What the **** is this guy doing?

And at this time, Karen flashed an imperceptible luster in his eyes, and said: "I heard that Mr. Lane is now an extraordinary third-order Dzogchen, and is comprehending'fist spirit'?"

Rehn knew that his information had spread to all major forces. The two princes knew that it was not surprising, so they responded casually: "Yes."

Hearing that, Karen laughed slightly self-deprecatingly: "I don't have that talent... Advanced Transcendent Tier 3 is still forced to upgrade by potion. There is no hope of Transcendent Tier 4 in the future. Mr. Lane’s talent, It's really enviable."

Obviously, Renne knew that the second prince was not here to flatter himself.

Sure enough, at this moment, Karen signaled that the white-robed missionary next to him suddenly took out a jade box.

Karen explained: "This is the heirloom treasure [Sage’s Stone] passed down by Master Miril. It has a magical effect, that is, it allows people to enter the'sage state', so as to easily comprehend the boxing. meaning!"

"Oh, there is such a baby?"

When Ren heard it, he was indeed interested.

If the second prince of Omar can say so, the effect of this thing can't be faked.

He didn't expect that there is such a treasure in the world that helps people to understand the fist?

Now that the threshold of Transcendent Tier 4 is really stuck, he is very uncomfortable. Someone took out such a treasure, and it suddenly aroused his interest.

No one noticed the eyes of Master Miriel who hadn't concealed the different color for a moment on Ren's face, and a successful smile flashed in this guy's eyes.

"natural."

At this moment, Karen nodded, and smiled again: "Mr. Lane is the lord of the Black Dragon City. From my aunt's point of view, we are not outsiders either."

Having said this, he motioned to the missionary on the side to open the box, and said, "This [Sage’s Stone] should be my gift to Mr. Lane. You can see how effective this strange stone is..."

If the things in this box can really help people comprehend "Fist Yi" and advance to the fourth-order transcendental level, it is indeed a treasure.

Especially for Ren as an ascetic monk.

Originally, Ren was full of expectations for the "baby" in the box, but when he opened it, his face immediately changed.

Because at this time, system prompts followed one after another.

【Ding! Serious warning, unknown mental power invasion, subconscious tampering, progress 0.1%...]

.......

Inside the box was a fist-sized fluorescent stone, glowing gray under the light.

As soon as the jade box was opened, everyone present felt a sense of lucidity, like a spring breeze.

For someone like Renn who is just before comprehending the "fist spirit", this feeling is particularly strong.

The feeling of "clear mind" makes people feel as if they are sinking into ice water, and their thoughts have never been clearer...

At the same time, a sense of comfort that seemed to be "Taigu empowerment" made him faintly feel that he was about to understand something.

At this moment, Renn finally understood that what this guy said was not a lie.

If there is such a [Sage’s Stone], he is afraid that soon he will be able to really grasp the "fist consciousness" like quicksand in his hands!

Of course, the premise is that there is no system prompt.

Just a face-to-face encounter has a tampering degree of 0.1%.

If you really get it in your hand ~www.ltnovel.com~, I am afraid that some of Rehn's own perceptions will be quietly changed within a night.

Hearing this system prompt, the corner of Renn's mouth raised slightly.

However, the smile that appeared was somewhat meaningful.

He looked at the box and asked, "Is this the family treasure of Master Miril?"

Karen thought Rehn was tempted, nodded and smiled: "Naturally. This was discovered by the ancestor of Master Miril in an ancient ruin..."

But before the words fell, Renn before him turned into a phantom.

When everyone did not react, a strong wind blew Karen's blonde hair.

Then I fixed my eyes to see that Ren had appeared next to him, and his hand was pinching the neck of Master Miriel.

However, just when everyone didn't react, they suddenly heard a "click" bone crack.

Renn did not hesitate to squeeze the neck of this Tier 4 archmage, Master Miriel!