This lich needs more money

Chapter 321: Despair of the future

"That's not right. You said that the devil wanted to sign a contract. For such a huge price, they had to pay a corresponding bet. What bet did Tiamat provide?"

Mr. Fortune was a little panicked, desperately trying to grasp at straws to save his life.

Ambershoe explained: "If they can guard these gates of hell, all unclean bloodlines will have the opportunity to contract with the red dragon."

The Dragon Goddess was once considered the ancestor of the five-color dragons. Although the authenticity is open to question, she did control many five-color dragons.

 It is rumored that Tiamat has a powerful dragon knight army that fights for her in many different planes, but Ambrose has never seen it in so many years of adventure.

Mr. Fortune seemed unwilling to give up and continued to ask: "Even if Tiamat paid the price, why did all the unclean bloodline fall into hell? Many people have already branched off and separated from the original family."

Amberxiu said helplessly: "Uladimir, don't deceive yourself. You understand that it is precisely because of the blood of the unclean that they can spread their branches in this kingdom and become important figures in every region. They agree in their hearts This bloodline recognizes its relationship with the unclean one and willingly accepts the leadership of the unclean one.

“Just like this kingdom, no matter what you say, the thirteen unclean people are the rulers of the kingdom. They naturally have the right to sell out the entire kingdom, let alone their descendants.”

Mr. Doom clenched his fists, kept pacing back and forth, and suddenly said: "It can actually be saved, right? The devil just asked that the gate of **** not be destroyed, and the future we see is that the gate of **** disappears, disappears It doesn’t mean it’s destruction, right? We still have a chance, right?”

The struggle for supplies, the struggle for power, the past hatred... everything breaks out in an instant, and the kingdom will collapse in a short period of time, unless there is a powerful hero with both status and ability who can stabilize the entire kingdom in a short period of time. .

With all these leaders gone, the tieflings can only rejoice for a few seconds at most, before falling into chaos.

Amberxiu looked at his senior brother in silence, and after a long time he said: "Well, you are right."

"Uladimir, you need to make a decision. If you give up, then leave with me, and this kingdom will fall into hell. If you still insist, then you have to find other ways to block Ryan's attack. You can't Relying on the army of unclean chants, after all the nobles disappear, the kingdom will collapse in an instant. "

Amberxiu nodded and said: "It's impossible to play word games with the devil. Tiamat has signed contracts with others countless times, so it's impossible for us to leave such a loophole for us to exploit. Protecting the Gate of Hell is a guarantee. Functioning normally, transferring, hiding, etc. are all violations of the contract and have no meaning.

Mr. Fortune kept talking for a long time, and finally fell silent. He slumped down on the chair and said to Amberxiu in despair: "We have no hope, right?"

Mr. Doom seemed unable to hear what Amberxiu said, and continued to mutter to himself: "There must be a chance, and there must be a way. We can use space magic to move these **** gates to other places, and then be ready to deal with Ryan Our army, as long as we work hard, we can definitely..."

Amberxiu stopped talking and allowed Mr. Fortune to keep "thinking of solutions."

Although the noble class is hated, these nobles have controlled all the resources of the kingdom for so many years. The generals of the army are all nobles, and there are few civilians who can hold high positions.

 But even if Arthur Lane is reborn, it will probably take more than a year for the kingdom to stabilize.

Well, even if Mr. Fortune is five times as good as Arthur Lane, time is not on his side.

 Lian is waiting at the border. Who will give you a year?

Llane's legions of paladins charged into the chaos of Unholy Chant, taking over the entire realm in less than two months. Mr. Fortune alone, how can he stop Ryan's army, not even Amberxiu, it's all for nothing.

This is not a legendary duel. In a duel, Amberxiu can use long-range kites. This is a battle to destroy a country. Ryan's legion magic alone can hit targets several kilometers away. As long as Amberxiu shows up, he will be evaporated.

 The army can only rely on the army to fight. The combined strength of mortals is enough to kill the gods.

Moreover, Amberxiu also had a hunch that Tiamat did not simply want the souls of these tieflings, and might have some follow-up plans, but there was really no way to know this.

Amberxiu is ready to leave now. The Kingdom of Unclean Ode is already in a dead situation. It is better to get out as soon as possible and take advantage of the chaos to loot the kingdom's treasure house or something.

Mr. Fortune was overly excited just now and was a bit deceiving himself. Now he calmed down and saw the tragic future.

The destruction of the kingdom seems to be certain. Mr. Fortune is like an insect caught in a spider's web. The more he struggles, the more desperate he becomes. He might as well leave while he has just gained some ground.

Amberson did not urge him, but just left a magic mirror for Mr. Fortune.

　　"I leave this to you. If you need it, just come to me."

 With these last words, Amberxiu left.

Although the kingdom was doomed, Amberxiu decided to give it a final try.

Lian's Flowing Flame City hasn't been in chaos yet, so let him light a fire. Maybe it will make Ryan less powerful when he attacks.

Mr. Fortune watched Amberxiu leave and then looked around.

This Honghe town, where he once lived, has become so strange over the past few hundred years, just like his motherland.

 When did the Unholy Hymns begin to fall into crisis of collapse? Obviously, he has done well in the past few hundred years, and the kingdom has been prospering.

   Could it be that from the beginning, all the prosperity was just a black cloth to cover up the conspiracy?

 Why didn’t I discover it in advance? Why, as a prophecy mage, couldn’t even predict this?

“Am I really spurned by the goddess of fate?”

Mr. Fortune had this idea in his mind, but suddenly he felt excited.

"No, Alsace is right. I rely too much on the power of fate. Although I have gone further on this road than him, I have lost the thinking ability that a person should have. If I don't use the power of fate, Strength, I should have been able to detect all kinds of clues, but I blinded myself!"

Mr. Fortune suddenly regretted it. If he had not quarreled with that hateful bastard, but followed him on adventures across the continent, would he have been able to save his motherland at this time?

Mr. Fortune stood up, clenched his fists and said, "Although there is no hope, I still can't give up. There must be something else I can do!"

 (End of this chapter)