Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1047

The next day, a white, gold-rimmed envelope was delivered from the butler's hand to the study table in Lonely Mountain Castle, after Moser Orr exploded over Eric. He opened the envelope with his letter opener and took out a letter from it. After reading it, the man narrowed his eyes and raised his hand. The letter was burnt to ashes in his hand. Someone knocked on the door and the butler opened it. A guard in the corridor whispered in his ear. The butler nodded and returned to the study, whispering, "Master, the guests are almost here."

He stood up and nodded, "Let's go and welcome our guests."

The castle underneath Lonely Mountain underwent new changes every day. After the renovation of the entire castle was completed not long ago, the walls of the castle were now starting to grow taller. Wooden frames were erected on the outer wall of the castle. The workers worked day and night, and the defensive wall rose steadily. An arrow tower was built in the defensive wall, and several balconies in the castle began to be converted into turrets. The castle was quietly taking off its ancient and elegant veil and beginning to transform into a war fortress.

The town outside the castle had already taken shape. Several towering bell towers in the town were located in important strategic locations. They could view the entire town and be used as a firepower support when necessary. Outside the town, one could see plots of farmland that had already begun sowing. Judging from the size of the farmland, it could provide enough food for the town and the castle. Farther away, a low wall had been built. This wall stretched for several kilometers, surrounding the town and the castle. There were still workers working on the low wall. In the future, who would dare to say that it would not become a high wall that could intercept soldiers and horses?

A gravel-paved highway crossed the low wall, passed through farmland, and bordered the flat trunk of the town's entrance, winding its way out of the castle gate. At this moment, carriages and guards came along the road. They drove across the farmland and entered the small town. Finally, they stopped outside the castle gate. The gate of the castle rose, allowing the team to enter the castle square. On the plaza, five carriages parked side by side. None of the carriages had any signs on them. Not only that, but even the guards and armor of each carriage didn't have any identification marks. At this time, people began to get out of the carriage. The first person to get out of the carriage was a middle-aged man. His fluffy brown hair reflected a tan glow in the sunlight, and he allowed his long hair to loosen naturally, with a rough and unruly smell.

However, judging from the dark red robe that was embroidered with a large amount of complicated patterns, the black gold armor that was engraved with dark patterns under the robe, and the long sword hanging on his waist that was covered with precious stones and metals, it was obvious that he was a man of noble birth. However, he wore a dark gold mask covering his nose and above, revealing only a pair of sea-blue eyes. In this way, only those who were extremely familiar with him would be able to recognize him.

The woman who got off the other carriage was a woman with beautiful blonde hair that looked like the symbol of a noble. Her long blonde hair was carefully woven into a simple and elegant shape. She wore a white dress, but it was not difficult to tell that her seemingly simple dress was made by a master in detail. A thin golden chain served as a belt and an ornament. If the slightly reddish golden chain fell into the eyes of the jewelers in the imperial capital, they would definitely recognize that the chain was made purely of Abyssal Gold.

Abyssal King was a precious metal produced in the Abyssal Valley in the Misty Mountains of Shadow Duchy. Just going out of the Misty Mountains was already extremely dangerous, let alone digging under the eyes of outsiders. Hence, Abiskin's value was evident. There was a saying circulating among jewelers that every gram of Abiskin was soaked in human blood, which was why it was so beautiful.

To be able to possess such a golden chain, one could tell that this woman in front of him also had an extraordinary background. However, just like the man in front of her, she was wearing a mask. It was a gorgeously decorated mask. Because it was too gorgeous, it made people ignore the pair of gray-blue eyes under the mask.

As for the other three carriages, the men who got off each had their own dignity. Even though they wore masks on their faces, their movements revealed their superior temperament.

A burst of applause rang out. The main gate of the castle opened and someone walked out. It was the owner of the castle. He walked down the red-carpeted stone steps and shouted, "Honorable gentlemen and ladies, welcome."

The men who got off the carriage all clenched their fists with their right hands and lightly hammered their chests. The only woman bowed slightly, her movements graceful. After the owner of the castle had one hand on his back, he turned around and made a gesture of invitation. Then, he personally brought a few guests into the castle. As for their guards, the butler called them to rest elsewhere in the castle.

The group walked into the meeting hall in the castle.

The hall was several hundred square meters, and four gray stone pillars were carved with majestic statues of knights. The dome of the hall was a painting made of colorful bricks and stones. This was an epic scroll that fully displayed the magnificence and cruelty of the battle scene with rich colors and the unique texture of bricks and stones. Even though it was a silent picture scroll, the spectators were suspicious that they could hear the murderous drums on the battlefield. josei

There was a red carpet on the ground, ancient armor on both sides, a long table at the end, and high-backed red cushioned armchairs on both sides and on the main seat. An ancient war flag was hanging on the wall. On the surface of the flag were patterns of flames and longswords. The long and narrow windows threw the bright sunlight into the hall. It was bright but not dazzling. The owner of the castle led the guests to the table with his hands apart. The guests sat down on both sides and took off their masks one after another.

The owner of the castle smiled and said, "This is a secret gathering. In order to ensure that there will not be any leaks in advance and to ensure the safety of everyone, it is only now that everyone knows who our companions are."

After taking off the mask, the four men and women clearly knew each other, but they never expected the other to appear here. Although everyone's expression was calm, shock flashed in their eyes. The owner of the castle walked to the main seat and put his hand on the long table with a smile. "Unfortunately, not long ago, I received a very regretful piece of news. Some of us are planning to betray us."

The guests' expressions immediately changed, but they were not in a hurry to clarify for themselves. The owner of the castle smiled, "Do you know who this person is? How about this, if he walks out by himself, I can send him away."

He paused, but none of the guests took the initiative to step forward. The owner of the castle sighed softly, "What a pity …"

Suddenly, an old man on the right opened his mouth. Then, he lowered his head and saw his luxurious outer robe shining with flames. Then, a long sword made of pure flames pierced out from his chest. Then he heard the owner of the castle sigh behind him, "Marquis Sheila, you are so old-fashioned. Do you really think that person can really protect you and your family?"

Only then did the old marquis named Sheila realize that the man on the throne had long since disappeared. He wanted to say something, but a hand came gently from behind, but it forcefully covered his mouth. Then, flames shot out from the old man's eyes and nostrils. His skin was flushed red, and green smoke continuously emitted from his body. The old man struggled fiercely. But in the end, it still turned into a dark red charred corpse.

Only then did the owner of the castle remove his hand and spit out a mouthful of thick smoke with sparks from the corpse's mouth. The rough and unruly middle-aged man sat beside the old marquis and his heart trembled when he saw that the marquis's chair did not show any signs of being burned.

Only by controlling his Origin Energy would he be able to accomplish such a thing in front of him.

The owner of the castle let the corpse stay in the main hall and walked back to the main seat. It was as if an inconspicuous incident had happened. He said with a spring breeze, "Alright, everyone present is one of our own." The rally can begin. I think everyone should have heard about it. Our emperor recently mentioned the Prime Minister's plan to cut troops. I can assure you that the plan will be implemented soon. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be after the Crown Prince's people had been selected. "Your Majesty, he is planning to give the next successor an iron bucket of rivers and mountains."

"So obviously, if we don't act again. Soon, our strength will be weakened, and the imperial power will be as strong as it was before. This was a glorious time when imperial power had taken precedence over all other powers in the four hundred years since the empire was founded. His Majesty was prepared to curse alone, but he left the fruits to his descendants. But who doesn't have a family, who doesn't have children, so it seems that we should also plan for ourselves … "

"I can't promise you anything here. I can only say with certainty that this will be an opportunity for you to participate in history and even change the future!"

The doors of the hall were tightly shut, and no one knew what the five people were talking about. At the same time, the guards that Marquis Sheila had brought along turned into corpses one by one.

At noon, the door of the hall opened and the owner of the castle brought the guests to the dining hall. The restaurant has prepared an extremely rich and even luxurious lunch. Not to mention five people, even fifty people might not be able to finish the food on the long table, and the food was still coming from the kitchen, as if it was endless.

The host and guest sat down. Now that the meeting was over, the atmosphere was not as tense as before. The agreement had been implemented, and all that was left to be done was to work together to promote the flood tide that would affect the entire human empire. Until then, at least on this long table, the few people here could temporarily relax and talk freely.

The only woman of the five gracefully picked up a cup of coffee and tasted it. She looked at a middle-aged man with a round belly like a ball across the table and smiled, "Marquis Pierre, I heard that you found an enormous amount of ice soul ice crystals in the Cold Ridge Valley?"

The fat marquis paused. He raised his head and sighed, "Forget it, we found the Frost Crystal Ore Vein. However, that damned place in the Frost Ridge Canyon is not suitable for mining. One of our engineering teams was buried there. Not only did we not get a single Frost Crystal, I also paid a lot of pensions."