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Greenland.

March is the worst time for tropical rainforests, and plum rain weather is formed due to the warm and humid ocean currents.

It was drizzling all day long, and it was wet everywhere. The air was extremely stuffy and uncomfortable. The roots of the tree were slippery and easily slipped. A few drops of annoying rain fell from time to time on the tree, which fell sticky and wet

The clothes make people feel more and more irritable.

A large tent was built on a clearing in the rainforest.

It was night, and the bonfires in the camp were light and dark, and the mercenaries gathered together in groups of three or three to roast the fire and dry their clothes.

The tall mecha stood in the twilight, with its upper body covered in tarp to prevent rain from seeping into the cockpit.

Many wooden sheds have been built in the middle of the camp, with wooden stakes sawed into square strips as support, leaves and branches as roofs, and tarps are drawn around it, which is more comfortable and reliable than ordinary tents.

The largest shed in the camp covers an area of ​​thousands of square meters. The walls are made of bricks and stones, the top is covered with animal skins, and copper candlelights are hung on the walls. Even in such a simple environment, it looks luxurious.

noble.

At this time, it was pitch black in the room, and a "crack, crag" sound was heard from the depths of the layers of curtains.

It is like the crisp sound of glass or some kind of crystal when crushed by huge force and broken, and it is mixed with the sound of chewing and swallowing, as if a ferocious beast hidden in the dark to eat.

More than a long time later, the skin covering the door was lifted.

The vague fire illuminated the handsome facial features, and the skin was like warm white jade, as if it could reflect the fire.

A well-tailed blue aristocratic costume outlines a long and elegant silhouette. This is a pretty young aristocratic man, but his brows are frowning at the moment, looking at the darkness behind the curtain with some concern.

Instead of passing, he waited quietly until the sound of the glass breaking disappeared.

"Lanster?"

A light, slightly puzzled sound came from behind the curtain.

"It's me." The young nobleman nodded and responded.

The curtain was pushed apart by a hand with distinct knuckles, revealing a handsome face and slender figure.

This is an equally jealously handsome young man, with taller figure and wider shoulders than the former. His chest is perfectly triangle-shaped, and a white silk top is open to reveal the graceful muscle lines under the silver skull pendant.

Full of strength but not bloated. It is not like those strong men with a burst of muscles, but a neutral softness.

Compared to the man in blue, there are many unruly and unruly places between his eyebrows, but his behavior exudes supreme nobleness. In general, it can be described as "evil, charming, crazy and arrogant".

He is the orthodox heir of the Maran royal family, the former fourth prince, and now the Maran twenty-third king. The man in blue is his close friend and most trusted minister, Lanster Modrek.

"Are you devouring the crystal nucleus?" Lanster asked.

Joan did not answer, so he was considered a default.

"Do you know that doing this will cause your mental problems?" Lanster seemed a little anxious, and his tone couldn't help but a little heavier, as if he was scolding rather than admonishing the king, "You don't have alien bloodlines, you'll swallow it forcibly

The crystal core will seriously pollute your life mark!"

The mark of life follows the natural law of the survival of the weak. Among the many species, the mark of life of human beings can only be regarded as the bottom layer, and even the mark of life of living zombies is not as good as that of.

Therefore, humans can only destroy the life marks higher than themselves through processing methods, then absorb their fragments, fuse new gene fragments, and gradually strengthen their life marks.

Direct absorption of complete life marks can obtain more complete and powerful gene sequences and obtain more energy replenishment, but it will also be infected by species instincts in foreign life marks.

Unless you have a strong enough alien bloodline. For example, the demon princess Aliya, the life mark of the flame demon is at the top of the food chain and can swallow most species in the multiverse.

But Joan is a pure-blooded human. Perhaps the bloodline of the Maran royal family is stronger than that of ordinary people, but it still does not break out of the scope of humans.

Although he is now at the level of the little king, his life mark is far more powerful than that of ordinary people, he cannot swallow the crystal nucleus excessively. Otherwise, he will be affected by extreme emotions such as mutant creatures, bloodthirst, etc., and will become a human being.

No human or ghost.

"As the king, I have no choice." Qiao An clenched his fists, "The king's power is gone, and the demon girl is in trouble."

"The millennium foundation of my Maran royal family is about to be destroyed..."

"Where will I have the face to see my father?"

Joan's voice was filled with sadness.

"My King..." Lanster stepped forward and held Joan's hand, "I will be by your side at any time."

"Even if it's hell, I will go with you." There was firmness and determination in the eyes of sapphire.

"Thank you……"

"My best friend."

After a moment, the two regained their previous calmness and indifference.

"The development of that world fragment may have to be advanced." Joan said, pressing the back of the oak chair, "I need more demon crystal cores, at least at the lord level or above."

Only demons can fight against demons.

Aliya has half of the bloodline of the Flame Demon, and Cuilis has also obtained part of the bloodline of the Demon through the placenta.

What Qiao An just swallowed was a demon crystal nucleus. He would obtain some of the demon's genetic sequences to enhance his power, but there was also a risk of being backfired.

"Is it too early?" Lanster hesitated, "our people are not really mature yet."

"If you want to achieve great achievements, sacrifice is inevitable." Qiao An looked up, as if his eyes had passed through layers of barriers, and he saw the mountains and rivers of the kingdom. "All the dynasties of the Malan royal family were not piled up in piles of bones, and covered with white bones.

Built on it?”

"I understand." Lanster stroked his chest with one hand and bowed.

At the same time, in one of the palaces of the Silver Claw Principality tens of thousands of kilometers away, a man was furious in one of the bedrooms.

"Pong!" "Pang!"

Antiques with a long history were smashed to pieces on the ground, ceramic fragments jumped around, and metal vessels were seriously deformed.

Several women hid in the corner, with tears on their faces and clothes not covering their bodies. They hugged each other, trembling all over, their eyes were frightened, and they were obviously scared.

The man was dressed in a messy manner and had a hideous face, like a wounded beast.

"Qinghai, Qinghai!"

A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes rushed over to hear the news. When he saw the fragments of antiques all over the ground, he couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little regretful, and a little angry and helpless.

This middle-aged man was Wei Haitang, the lord of the Silver Claw Principality, and the crazy young man was his youngest son, Wei Qinghai, the third prince of Silver Claw.

Even though his father came, Wei Qinghai did not stop. He hugged a large vase with both hands and wanted to smash it. But it might be that the vase was too heavy, and his hands and feet were trembling and he couldn't hold it at all.

This made him even more violent, and he kicked and beat him desperately at the large vase.

"Wei Qinghai!" Wei Haitang finally couldn't help but shouted loudly, "You are a three-monster prince in Silver Claw, but you are like a mad dog, what kind of morality!"

Wei Qinghai stopped, as if his power was pulled away from his body. He turned his head shakingly and looked at his father with a strange look on his face, as if he didn't know the person in front of him.

"Haha, haha..."

Wei Qinghai suddenly laughed.

"I am a Silver Claw Prince, hahaha, Silver Claw Prince, hahaha!"

He had a weird smile and his eyes were full of madness.

"What prince, I think it's bullshit!"

Wei Qinghai screamed hysterically and patted his chest hard, "It's been two years, two years, the person who made your son become disabled is still free now!"

"He must be laughing at you, Lord Silver Claw, that's a big deal!"

"A marginal town of the Red Dragon Guild is stronger than the entire Silver Claw!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Not only Wei Qinghai's spiritual pool was shattered, but also his man's ability.

Since that incident, Wei Qinghai has been unable to do it. No matter how he tortured a woman, he has no reaction. What originally brought pleasure is now like chewing wax, and he can't feel even a little pleasure.

Now, he has become a useless person from head to toe. Not only in terms of combat power, but also his ability to pass on the family line has been castrated.

All this is caused by the humble mouse!

But two years were almost over, and the mouse was still free and comfortable. When he thought of the other party holding his dream of seeing Yue Canglian and throwing contemptuous eyes at him, he hated him so much that he was about to go crazy.

"you!"

Wei Haitang opened his eyes wide and raised his palm to hit him, but he couldn't do it for a long time.

Looking at the crazy appearance of his youngest son, Wei Haitang felt like a knife. Wei Qinghai was the son of him and his favorite concubine, and he has been particularly pampered since he was a child. But now he has become like this because of that damn guy.

In the end, Wei Haitang still couldn't hit her slap, and she stomped her feet heavily and left her youngest son's bedroom.

"Dad, I want to play Farrington!"

As soon as Wei Haitang returned to the convention hall, his second son Wei Qinghe couldn't wait to ask him for his orders, wanting to go to Fallington.

"That bitch Dongfang Xuanran and that lizard adulterer openly moved into the city lord's mansion in Farlington. I really can't swallow this tone!" Wei Qinghe said hatefully.

Dongfang Xuanran is the youngest daughter of Dongfang Xuanyuan, the lord of the Duchy of Heiyu. The fifth princess of Heiyu once married Wei Qinghe, the second prince of the Duchy of Silver Claw. Later, Wei Qinghe and a widow got along, and ignored Dongfang Xuanran.

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Dongfang Xuanran was crying all day long. When Dongfang Xuanyuan learned about it, he was furious and questioned Wei Haitang for no success. He started a war with Silver Claws and occupied the city of Farington, the Duchy of Silver Claws.

Later, Dongfang Xuanyuan joined the Northern Alliance and had a good relationship with the Red Dragon Principal, so he proposed to marry Dongfang Xuanran to the second prince of the Red Dragon Principal Fein Maris, and promised to give Farlington to the couple.

Fein Maris once had a crush on Ye Yang Bailiu and asked his father Salold to go to Grey Gate City to propose marriage to Ye Yang's house. However, he did not expect that Ye Yang Bailiu would rather join the Iron Sisters and swear that he would never marry for life than marry him as a prince.

Concubine.

He was completely disappointed, so he agreed to his father's request and joined Dongfang Xuanran.

Because the time was too short, Dongfang Xuanran held a wedding ceremony with Fein Maris before he had time to go through the divorce procedures with Wei Qinghe. This made Wei Qinghe feel that he had lost all his face, and Farlington was occupied and he had always held a grudge.

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"Don't be impatient." Wei Haitang patted his second son's shoulder, "I'll talk about it when I finish discussing with the other kings."

"I will try to convince them to give priority to Farrington."

A moment later, Wei Haitang came to the conference hall.

As the people around retreated, the lights dimmed and the whole room fell into pitch black.

Then a blue light flashed, and a holographic projection of three middle-aged men rose on the ground. They were all dressed in fashionable clothes, crowns and majestic faces.

They are the lords of the three principalities, Chiyan, Hanling and Heizhi.

Among them, the one with a slightly obese figure, thick eyebrows and a beard and gesturing was the Marquis of Red Rock, Copper Hammer Grantham.

The former commander of the Imperial Guard, the Marquis of Black Spear, was the former Marquis of Black Spear.
Chapter completed!