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One thousand five hundred and fifteen chapters secret rebellion

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Nowadays, in the eyes of many young men and women around the world, they are full of curiosity and desire to become a blood clan. North American blood clan has achieved unprecedented development, and many blood clans are very outstanding.

In fact, even the blood clan in Europe occupied a lot of the best. In the past, it was difficult to develop blood clans and was resisted. Now, let alone blood clans, even blood clans, countless people are willing to rush to be the ones.

"I've said it again." Prince Rose said in a faint voice, "Is there anything important to Prince Charles coming to Parliament this time?"

When it comes to this, Charles straightened his body and coughed twice and said, "Your Highness, this is the case. Nowadays, major forces advocate global integration. Our North American secret alliance has been away for a long time and wants to return to the embrace of the parliament."

"Geeh~" Prince Rose laughed, "It's a good thing to say. Although it's a matter that needs to be summoned to vote for resolutions by members of parliament, I believe that this matter can definitely pass the resolution. Moreover, I will issue a proposal in the parliament to win His Highness Charles the position of deputy president."

"Thank you for your good intentions." Charles' eyes showed a hint of cunning, "But the position of the deputy president, does your Highness look down on me, Charles too much?"

"Oh?" Prince Rose said with a smile, "Does His Highness Prince Charles mean to be the president of parliament? Hehe, His Highness has such a great ambition."

"This ambition is naturally to match strength." Prince Charles slowly stood up, and a vast and sharp aura spread out on him. He carried his hands on his back and looked at Prince Rose's bedroom. His tone was filled with confidence. "Our dark council has always been the winner as king and the strong are respected. If you can seize the position of president of the parliament from Prince Richard, I, Charles, naturally, have this power."

Unlike the Pope who appointed the heirs of the Holy See of Light, the Dark Council will also cultivate successors. However, the real position of president of the parliament is accompanied by bloody storms and real strength.

"Geeh~" Prince Rose narrowed his eyes and smiled happily, and said in a quiet voice, "Interesting, interesting. Prince Charles is of course qualified to fight for the position of president of parliament. But you also seem to understand the outcome of the failure of the battle."

Prince Charles smiled, his aura was even stronger, like a dark king holding a bead of wisdom, waving a square and vigorous demeanor, saying, "If this prince is not sure, how could he have been seeking death?"

After saying that, a bloody and rich aura spread out from him, condensed as the substance, and rushed straight into the sky through the bedroom, as if it was about to poke a big hole in the dark fog covered in the sky.

At the same time, on the entire island where the Dark Council is located, seven or eight slightly inferior momentums soared into the sky, as if responding to Prince Charles' call and shining with him.

The seven or eight uncovered powerful auras flew from everywhere to the bedroom. Their speed was extremely fast, and the fastest one arrived outside the bedroom in just over ten seconds.

"Bold, who dares to break into the bedroom of the President of the Parliament?" A thick voice sounded outside, and the tall and strong blood wolf Wolf walked out of the darkness with a solemn look, "Are you going to rebel?"

The first person to arrive outside the bedroom was a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a little similar to Wolf. He said loudly: "Wolf, we are just invited by Prince Charles to witness some things. I am your elder, so why don't you retreat quickly." The middle-aged man was one of the ruling leaders of the Dark Council - werewolf Wood.

The Dark Parliament's Dark Parliament has always been a sharp knife of the parliament, specializing in strangling internal traitors and the Inquisition against the Holy See, and its overall strength is extraordinary.

Usually, only those who have reached the A-level strength are qualified to become a dark verdict. If you want to become a verdict leader, you must reach a s-level. There are three dark verdict leaders in today's world.

Every Dark Judgment Chief is one of the twelve members of the Dark Parliament and has the right to vote in the Parliament. Although the Dark Parliament President is very powerful, the voice of ordinary members of the Dark Parliament should not be underestimated.

Wolf frowned: "Wood, can you interfere with Prince Charles' rebellion?"

Just as Wood was about to speak, another sinister voice sounded: "Wood, this is the new legendary strong man in your werewolf clan? Tsk tsk, it's so unruly that he dared to talk to his elders like this."

A middle-aged man in a tuxedo dressed in a very gentlemanly manner fell from the sky. His skin was a bit sick and white, and his temperament was like an old nobleman who came out of the Middle Ages in Europe.

The person who came was Duke Morta, one of the blood clan tycoons. This blood clan strongman was in charge and had many blood descendants under his command. He was an extremely influential veteran member of parliament.

"Duke of Morta, when is it your turn to take care of our werewolf clan?" Wood's ruling leader seemed to attach great importance to Wolf's junior and was a little dissatisfied with Morta's provocation.

"Of course I am too lazy to care about the werewolf clan affairs." Duke Morta smiled and said in a slight smile, "But now the big change is imminent, it is always not good to have an extra variable." He looked at Wolf with a sharp look, with a faint murderous intent.

Wood flashed and blocked Duke Morta, and said with a bad look: "Mortta, things are all the same. If you dare to touch my werewolf clan, don't blame me for turning against you."

Blood Wolf's face changed drastically: "You are so brave, you actually..."

Before he finished speaking, Prince Rose's cold voice came from the bedroom: "Wolf, let them come in. I want to see what trump card they have given them so much confidence."

"Yes, Lord Parliament." Blood Wolf's eyes were a little unwilling and slowly retreated into the shadow.

"Hahaha~" Duke Morta walked towards the bedroom with his head held high, "Prince Rose, you colluded with the Yan Zun, the Holy See of Light, and designed to kill President Richard. Morta and Wood witnessed it with their own eyes. It was just because of your tyranny that Wood and I pretended to surrender to you. Now Prince Charles returns to the parliament to preside over justice. Of course, I will stand up and reveal your true face."

Duke Morta and Wood entered the bedroom one after another.

Almost at the same time, the other strong people also arrived one after another.

Two of them are middle-aged handsome men wearing expensive suits, blonde hair and blue eyes, and a domineering president. Their eyes were slightly radiant and their skin was fair, and they looked at Prince Rose with a greedy look.

Prince Charles smiled and said, "Your Highness Prince Rose, let me introduce it to you. These two are the rising stars of our North American secret blood clan, Duke Oliver and Duke Bright. They were both promoted to Duke of the Vampire under 150 years old, and each of them was in charge of a huge family."

"I've seen Prince Rose." Oliver and Bright, the two blood tribe dukes, both showed a kind and gentleman look, but the greed in their eyes was uncontrollable.

"I have heard of you." Prince Rose tasted the delicate and delicate glass of red wine in his hand, and chuckled faintly and disdainfully, "The bloodlines are mixed, they are just two rural vampires."

Oliver and Bright were both angry and sneered: "I hope Your Highness can be tough today until the end."
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