themonasnovels Chapter 770 - 326: A Few Days Later, Did Lord Lear Also Enter That Plane?!
Chapter 770 - 326: A Few Days Later, Did Lord Lear Also Enter That Plane?!
Moreover, the city defenders, all human warriors, were clad uniformly in heavy armor engraved with the Griffin.
The searching vampires captured a few informants around the area and confirmed the ruler of this city... Firina!
The guards of this city were the army dispatched by the Northern Flower!
Lear was also somewhat surprised.
Firina’s influence had unexpectedly extended to the battlefield where Gods clashed?!
...
At the same time, in Lorand City.
With hair floating behind her and eyes as deep as the starry sky, Firina sat in the main hall of the Duke’s Mansion, receiving guests.
She wore a pure white noble gown, every movement exuding a heart-trembling elegance and classical grace.
She did not appear as a ruler holding the fate of millions, but rather a noble lady admiring flowers in a garden.
Gazing at the resolute and unyielding warrior figure ahead, she spoke slowly.
"Lady Kalanis... I didn’t expect you to take this step so quickly."
"Truly astonishing."
Her deep eyes seemed to see through everything, even though Kalanis had concealed all her aura, it couldn’t escape her sight.
Looking at the only lady she admired, Kalanis spoke with a light-hearted tone.
"This is all thanks to the Lord’s blessing... If it were up to me, it might take a long time yet."
Without the Lord paving the way, even summoning such a supreme being as the Goddess of Misfortune, tearing through the void to invade the Tyrant Monarch’s Divine Kingdom,
Even if she went into the Abyss, she would fear making no impact against the Tyrant Monarch.
The opposing Demon Legion could directly overwhelm her, with tens of millions in number... Standing there for her to kill, she still might not finish them.
Thinking about everything the Lord has done for her, a warm current surged in her heart, her gaze suddenly softened.
Witnessing this scene, Firina felt an inexplicable feeling.
Gave her a deep look.
"Lord Lear certainly values you highly."
Kalanis detected a hint of implication, meaningfully said.
"Princess Firina might also take it upon yourself, the Lord’s only weapon... was lent to you."
"Aside from you, no one else has touched it."
The War Intent Chains are indeed a destructive mighty weapon.
These treasures are deeply valued, lending them out is unthinkable without absolute trust.
Yet it was lent for such a long time.
The implications are not simple.
Firina unconsciously felt the chains in her palm, sensing waves of warmth.
"Let’s not talk about this... When will Lord Lear come to Lorand City? I need to return the War Intent Chains to him personally."
Kalanis shook her head.
"The Lord is currently tied up... The situation is deteriorating faster and faster."
"Weilu City needs the Lord to oversee."
As she said this, a thought came by, and she spoke solemnly.
"The Faceless Hermitage, can it continue the slave trade? We need more troops now..."
Firina’s gaze shifted slightly.
"What kind of slave races are needed?"
"Wetland Lizard-man, Half-Elf, Elf..."
High tier troops such as Two-winged Demons, Seven-Colored Candy Dragons can’t be mass-produced.
Cold-blooded Cavalry, Dark Night Hunter, Crowned Eagle Horned Beast Knight, these Level 15 4-Star units are different.
As long as there’s a population coming in, troop numbers can be instantly increased.
Moreover, the corresponding weapons and armor are all forged and ready, nothing is lacking.
"It’s possible, although now the Northern Territory is overrun by Beastmen, and the Wilderness plunged into extreme cold, the Griffin Empire still has considerable remaining forces seizing chaos to reclaim part of the territory."
"These people control the original channels and might be able to get you what you want."
"However, this requires enough leverage."
"The Faceless Hermitage, shouldn’t have much left, right?"
Kalanis spoke solemnly.
"We have enough weapon and armor production, purchasing these slaves won’t cost much."
"And engaging in external trade has always been the Lord’s intention."
Weilu City’s machinery is roaring, producing mass weapons and equipment daily.
Under Lear’s strong support, even surplus capacity has emerged, and trade with the Holy Song Clan’s Dark Night Elves only consumed a portion.
There is room to spare for trade.
Firina was somewhat surprised.
"It seems the power controlled by Lord Lear is stronger than I imagined."
"Jasmine will later issue you a special business certificate, with it you can continue to engage in slave trading activities."
After finalizing this matter, Firina’s gaze turned serious.
"Recently, quite a few Divine Spirits have reached into Lorand City... I need a thorough purge to cleanse these forces."
"At that time, I need your help."
Kalanis’s expression also became more serious.
"Your Highness, you should know... Doing so will undoubtedly attract immense backlash."
"The Gods might allow the Kingdom to have a new ruler, but they will never permit a ruler to dig at their foundation!"
Firina’s gaze suddenly turned sharp.
She spoke word by word.
"So what?"
"The Gods... shouldn’t exist in the first place!"
"Why should they stand above the Law?!"
"In my dominion, no transcending forces should exist... Want to preach? Sure, obey the Law!"
"Your Highness, sects have their doctrines..."
"If relying on doctrines, could indeed make the nation better and the people free from suffering... Then why, for millennia, does this world keep repeating the cycle of destruction and reconstruction?!"
"Only the Law, a Law that can govern the Gods, is the future!"
"Put the Gods in captivity!"
"They should indeed be caged!"
Kalanis watched that unwavering gaze, took a deep breath.
The Northern Flower’s beauty, temperament, talent indeed amazed her, but the greater admiration came from the other’s persistence to her inner belief.
The other wanted to establish a nation that can govern Divine Spirits, with the Law becoming the sole weapon.
Whoever violates the Law will face punishment, even if they are Gods.
The first time she heard of this concept, there was endless shock.
Divine Spirits are exalted, they are embodiments of rules, power itself, when could they be restricted by outsiders?
Yet now, in such circumstances, someone intends to govern the Gods, and they’re actually pursuing it!
The sect pushed by the other wasn’t a typical sect, but a rule book named Rose Law.
The first Chapter’s first article was— No one may stand above the Law, not even the Gods!
Bold and imaginative...
Kalanis couldn’t imagine what kind of vision it took to write such a heart-shaking rule book!
She saw within that flesh body, hidden a great personality and soul.
"Princess Firina, although I am not optimistic about your persistence... I am willing to continue assisting you."
Firina gazed at her.
"Thank you for your support, but Lady Kalanis, I must also inform you... If we succeed, you, too, will be governed by the Law."
Kalanis chuckled.
"I look forward to that day!"
If it truly comes to pass, then what harm is there in being governed by the Law?
The reason she unhesitantly pursued power was precisely because rules were trampled, wrongdoers went unpunished, the weak unable to control their fate?!
Her mind at this moment recalled her mother’s gentle and kind face... Took a deep breath.
At this moment, Firina’s close attendant, Jasmine, walked briskly in from outside the hall.
After approaching, she saluted and with a somewhat subtle tone, looked at Firina and said.
"Your Highness, we have a new discovery in that plane..."
Firina calmed her heart and softly spoke.
"Speak."
Jasmine spoke solemnly.
"We discovered someone preaching in the city..."
"What’s the problem with that?"
"Your Highness, the sect being spread this time is the Swamp Sect... The new Holy City’s name is Katana."
"The Swamp Sect is a complete Pantheon with several Divine Spirits, and its Pantheon’s Master is... Lear..."
As the words fell, Firina abruptly turned her head.
The Master of the Swamp Pantheon... Lear?!