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Chapter 398 Ending

Crossing the wilderness, feeling the vibrations coming from the earth far behind him, the blood had stopped flowing, and Ling Dengxian struggled to move deeper into the wilderness.

Tara's high-speed battleship behind him may not have run at such a snail's pace since it was built. He was tired of this solemnity, but he couldn't walk fast. He was already on the verge of his physical limit just by barely maintaining his gait.

The fact that he was picked up by Tara because of his serious injuries... Ling Dengxian didn't think too much about it. He continued to move forward, dragging his body that had been hastily repaired the moment he summoned the crown when he swallowed the purple fire.

When the defense line was broken, the White Crown remained silent. When dealing with the dead fire, the White Crown responded again...

Suddenly, a roar erupted in the wilderness, and a dangerous tingling sensation spread throughout his body, but his severely injured body could only react in a limited way. He raised his head in a hurry, and a cannon fire ignited the desolate wilderness again.

The crater hit just a hundred meters in front of him. The blast wave carried all kinds of fragments and was deflected one by one by the rising white flames. He raised his hand and struggled to resist the blast wave. His clothes were once again soaked with blood from the burst wound, and they were so dirty that they could not be seen in their original appearance.

Perhaps it was because he lost too much blood and relaxed too much, or because Ling Dengxian's attention was all on Tara's high-speed battleship behind him, he did not notice the new high-speed battleship appeared in front.

is intentional.

The Dukes' naval guns would not be so inaccurate. Windermere said that the Dukes' naval gunners' baseline is to be able to accurately hit small and medium-sized vehicles a kilometer away. At this distance, there is no reason to miss.

Ling Dengxian struggled to open his eyes amidst the dust and ashes of artillery fire, and saw clearly the flag flying on the leading battleship.

"Kaster..." The corner of his eye twitched. It seemed that the noise was too loud.

There were no subsequent attacks after the warning. No matter how fast he was, he could not outrun the naval guns, so he stopped and wanted to hear any advice from the "Duke", who might be one of the sources of the war.

A few electromagnetic sounds from the loudspeaker broke the silence. Kaster's voice did not sound as expected, but was replaced by a calm male voice:

"Wellington, the new king who supported Victoria, why did you give up Victoria's honor? The king was assassinated, but the assassin escaped. Do you really want to expose the crown to the wilderness?"

Compared with the massive fleet assembled urgently by Caster and Fife, the warships ordered to watch Ling Dengxian were alone, but they did not show any fear and immediately entered a state of combat readiness. Even if they were not careful for a moment, they might be smashed and torn apart by the enemy, which was more than ten times their number, in an instant.

After the unusual silence before, Wellington's army now controls the communication at all times. But even if they have just contacted Nasrsha, the distance is not too far, and it will take time for the Gastril to arrive. This extremely short time is enough for the fleets of Caster and Fife to crush them three times. They will not hesitate to let go of this excellent opportunity. Once a breakthrough appears, a war may be unstoppable, and chess players will turn into gamblers.

In other words, at this juncture, even if the result may not be satisfactory, they will still adjust the shaky scales for their own benefit.

What pierced the scheming heart was the white light rising in the wilderness.

Ling Dengxian took another step forward. The world was so vast that high-speed warships could not block all the roads, and his hesitation would not affect the Duke who was determined.

The familiar white flame lit up, and the Victorian soldiers subconsciously looked sideways. Not long ago, the white flame wrapped in the Breath of Kings cut off the skull of Disaster, and now, they aimed their crosshairs at the former hero.

There are many ambitious people among them, but it is precisely because of their ambition and knowledge that they understand how great an impact the rebellion will have on Victoria now - the lion used violence to steal the crown from the red dragon, and provided "justice" for its rule, and continued to consolidate this banner in the process of corruption. When the system itself abandons this "justice" that is only in name, Victoria, which is already divided and fragmented, will be broken into more "duke" territories.

At this time, some of them finally turned their attention to the distant Londinium. A rising Speaker had just taken office, but she was an Aslan, a young Aslan.

There is no point in supporting her until her ability is confirmed.

People who have long been tamed by the duke system can only fail to understand the reasons for the absurdity, but have no thoughts of disobeying.

All they could do was to look away from the miserable figure.

"...Aiming the naval guns at an individual, is this what Victoria should do?" The sudden arrival of the Duke of Windermere's voice stung the eardrums of every nervous soldier through the loudspeaker on this battlefield that had not yet recovered from the wounds. The alert sentinels immediately discovered the newly arrived warship that was farther away, but that was not Windermere's ship.

The solemn and angry Windermere made clever use of intelligence. When he learned that Wellington had changed the flag and the Elector of Leithnia had launched an uprising, he secretly released the news that he led his marquises back to the border. At the same time, he met with several grand dukes in private and roughly confirmed their true thoughts.

Her confidant said that the dukes probably didn't want to experience such a meeting again in their lifetime.

Now the situation seemed to be taking a turn for the worst, and she could no longer sit still. In fact, Kaister's first shot had already intensified the situation, but this was not something that could be stopped just by saying so.

The Duke cannot make mistakes in front of his subordinates, but he can make mistakes in front of the Duke. At this moment, Windermere is the most appropriate person to be the righteous and stern condemner.

The soldiers' gazes were forced to turn back to the warrior whose body was covered with wounds and each wound emitted a faint white flame. In the air contaminated with gunpowder, the man paused slightly and looked at the Duke of Windermere's warship, but after a pause he started walking again.

"The Red Dragon has taken over Tara again. Tara has a new monarch, and humiliation is their business." After several contacts, Windermere noticed the change in the attitude of the Grand Dukes and understood the fundamental reason why Wellington dared to make such a move - not many people would suffer.

Although the warships that have arrived now represent more than half of the Grand Dukes, it is still unknown as to how many of them will actually take action - this is the truth, what they are waiting for is muddy waters, after which the credibility of all contracts will change as needed.

Abelcorn secured many conditions for Wellington and participated in several meetings in Qianfeng City, persuading some wavering marquises to stay out of the matter and a grand duke to take sides - also for Tara.

The Grand Duke who stood in line was the Duke of Fife, who had his troops stationed around Caster.

With the arrival of the Gastriel and a group of high-speed warships, the hearts of tens of thousands of soldiers in this dreary wilderness were beating with the white flame.

That person's life or death determines how today will end.

"You say you're asking for this honor on behalf of Victoria. But let me ask you, Victoria's monarch is no longer with us. Who among you dares to claim to represent Victoria?"

The dragon horn in his hand was still hot, and the blazing dragon blood was still warm. Ling Dengxian did not stop for a moment. Although he did not know where he should go next, he should not stay in Victoria at least.

He couldn't go back to Rhodes Island either, at least... he couldn't go back to Rhodes Island until Victoria made her position clear. He couldn't let everyone get dragged down because of himself.

"...Cast, I know you're listening. Everyone, please think carefully. It's probably been less than a month since this friend eliminated the source of the threat to Victoria, right?"

"Where are your 'words of thanks' from that time?"

Although it has never actually appeared, in everyone's eyes, it should have existed.

"The only duke besides me who didn't point the naval guns at him was Wellington!" Windermere's sneer stung the conscience of every Victorian soldier who had experienced that battle.

"Even assuming that it was really Wellington who launched the independence coup and supported the new king, even if you want to tear your faces apart, I'm afraid the Iron Duke over there will not resist your anger."

As if to confirm her guess, Tara's high-speed battleship advanced a hundred meters towards the duke's warships, and the muzzles of its clearly defined guns never changed their targets.

Ling Dengxian continued to move forward without looking at anyone, but when he heard a roar coming from far away, he couldn't help but stop. In this wilderness full of dangers, a motorcycle with a clear mark roared over, and in the eyes of all the dukes, it stopped in front of him.

Looking at Ace and others who hurriedly jumped off the motorcycle, Ling Dengxian was about to say something but stopped talking.

Then Ace and the others didn't say much: "Get in the car, we're going home."

Scout hit him on the back, neither too hard nor too light, and he shuddered in pain. "Don't be so hypocritical. Dr. Kal'tsit and the doctor said they'll tie you up and bring you back. You must recover properly this time."

The boy just struggled a bit when the fallen angel got out of the car and grabbed him and stuffed him into the back seat. He then nodded calmly to everyone and said, "Let's go."

In the silent confrontation, Tara's red dragon flag was raised high.

Volume 7: Dance of Fire