Southern Alchemist Alliance.

But the first person to settle down was a middle-aged man with very distinctive eyebrows. Those thick and thick eyebrows hung like two brooms on his eyelids. This man was holding a pocket watch in one hand.

, the edge of the metal glove on the other hand shimmered in the light of the fire in the square.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky in surprise.

"There is a 'wall'."

"Whose, the Kewen family?" asked another person.

"Not sure."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me get in touch." As he said this, he raised his hand, the tip of the metal glove flashed red, and a beam of light shot into the night sky.

Fang Plover was slightly startled when he saw this scene in that direction. He subconsciously wanted to let the clockwork fairy dodge, but he was able to get it in time and the red light swept him straight. The next moment, he saw the opponent's face in front of the clockwork fairy.

The field of view suddenly became closer.

And that red light seemed to have turned into a bolt of lightning and invaded the core crystal of his Clockwork Fairy.

"Hey," Fang Piao suddenly heard a soft exclamation: "This structure is a bit strange. The person who learned Kapka? Is it Master Ander?"

The middle-aged man was suddenly startled and glanced in one direction on the square. At that moment, Fang Plover felt a chill on his back, as if he was being looked at. But the secret behind him made him subconsciously hide behind Ye Hua.

The middle-aged man glanced in this direction and only looked away after finding no one.

"It belongs to one of our own people," he replied to the others.

The others nodded.

There were a total of fourteen alchemists who walked out of the teleportation gate. Almost all of them had a white-gold star shining on their collars. From Fang Plover's point of view, none of them was lower than a professional craftsman.

Moreover, everyone's right hand is wearing a metal control glove.

Everyone is a combat craftsman.

There were also two magicians holding magic wands, but he didn't recognize them either.

But of course he recognized the identities of these people. In the Southern Territory, who else could assemble such a luxurious lineup besides the Southern Territory Alchemist Alliance? "Southern Territory Alchemist Alliance, you want to rebel!?" Du Lun Consul

He clenched the scepter in his hand and couldn't help roaring.

What made him angry was not this, but the fact that after these alchemists appeared, they didn't even look at him and instead just observed the sky inexplicably, as if these people had made an appointment to observe the sky at night.

Just treat him like air.

Then the middle-aged man lowered his head and said to him: "Why did your Excellency the Archon say this? We are not members of the Alchemist Alliance."

The consul laughed angrily: "Frank from the Yaheng family, do you think I am blind?"

"That's not true," Frank replied: "The Alchemist Alliance has been unable to fulfill its responsibilities after the alliance was disbanded, so we have separated from the alliance and joined the Silin-Spica family."

The middle-aged alchemist said seriously: "As for the Xilin-Spica family, it has long been classified as a rebellious party by His Majesty the King, so it is actually inaccurate for the Consul to say that we will rebel. To be precise, we have been rebelling for a long time.

Already."

The Dulon Archon was so surprised that his eyesight went dark after hearing this, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Although the Xilin-Spica family, one of the three pillar families in the southern border, is certain to have a large number of allies behind it, such as the Yaheng and Kewen families in front of them, both of which are one of its traditional allies.

But he originally thought that the other party would be concerned about the identity of the Alchemist Alliance, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually play such a trick.

This is a bit too unscrupulous.

He vaguely felt that the problem was a bit serious. The Prime Minister might have underestimated the resistance of the Southern Territory, but these thoughts were only completed in the blink of an eye. His other reaction was faster, and he immediately understood that the other party was targeting his hands.

Hostage 'Enan-Mordekaiser has arrived.

The young man had confessed in person, which was the best way to break through the monolithic alliance system in the south. How could he let him out so easily? He turned around, raised his staff, and subconsciously grabbed the young man beside him.

But there was someone on the high platform who reacted faster than him.

That is the leader of Ember Song, Resonance.

Resonance raised his hand, and an elemental crystal flashed in his hand. Without even chanting, the crystal turned into dust, blowing up a cold wind. Wherever the cold wind passed, it rose from the snow on the high platform.

A giant frost hand shook towards the Dulon Archon.

However, at this moment, a voice came from behind Resonance: "Resonance, he is the Archon of Du Lun, you can't take action against him!"

Resonance was slightly startled, but during this moment, a long and narrow blade was stabbed out from behind him.

The president of Song of Ashes slapped his hand back, then retracted his ice hand and smashed the blade into pieces. He turned around and looked back at the person who attacked him in disbelief: "Bai Xue, do you really want to stand against us?

"

Bai Xue shook her head, raised her hand, and another frost blade appeared in her hand: "I just hope you can distinguish right from wrong and resonate with each other."

"Who is right and who is wrong, the Super Competitive Alliance has no say."

As soon as the two men fought here, the governor of Duron finally found an opportunity and issued an order to his personal guards: "Seize Enan Mordekaiser!" After hearing this, several knights around him immediately rushed forward.

Go and stop the young son of the Duke.

In the view of the governor of Duron, the president of Ember Song is being stopped by his own people, and according to rumors, Enan Mordekaiser has always been bad at swordsmanship and has no strength to restrain a chicken. Several of his relatives

It's easy for Wei to take down the opponent.

But just as the knight took a step forward, his way was blocked by a shining sword blade.

It was a somewhat long and narrow sword.

On the sword blade, there is a hidden texture of flames.

Its cross guard was like a pair of open red wings, and the sword hilt under the wings was held in a rough but strong hand. Enan Mordekaiser raised his head in surprise,

He looked at the tall figure standing in front of him.

When the previous king was still alive, he once jokingly called his close minister a lion of the kingdom. Because of his tall stature, Duke Mordekaiser was even nicknamed "Black Bear" by his political enemies and opponents.

It's just that this clumsy, old-fashioned black bear really looks like a majestic lion at this moment.

The Duke raised his sword and stopped in front of the consul. He remained taciturn and said concisely: "No one can take away a member of the Mordekaiser family before I agree."

The consul did not expect such a scene at all, and was a little overwhelmed for a moment: "Mr. Duke... This has nothing to do with the Phoenix family..."

"Who does that have to do with?"

"But, His Majesty the King..."

"This is the Southern Territory," the Duke seemed to have just opened his eyes and glanced at him: "In the Southern Territory, people from the Southern Territory have ways to solve problems." He turned back and looked at this young son who he did not like with a faint look.

One glance.

Then he replied: "This is my third son. If you want to take him away, you have to ask me about the sword in my father's hand."

behind him.

Enan was watching this scene without saying a word, but his heart was filled with emotions.
Chapter completed!