Ace slowly shook the wooden chair and made a creaking sound. He continued: "The entire invasion plan should be divided into three parts. The first part has been completed. I have established a continuous information link for the two worlds. The goal now is the second part, and the sleepwalkers descend to another world!"

He used his strength a little too hard, and the chair collapsed with a bang. Fortunately, Ace was proficient in magic and mechanics, and easily maintained his suspension state, slowly falling to the ground, pointing at the chair with his right hand and said, "Restore as before."

Buzz! The magic began to rhythm, and the chair that had been broken into several pieces slowly recovered. Ace sat on it and continued to outline the general direction.

"Even after half a year of intelligence collection, there are two candidates I have not seen before. I have to go to the palace with Yamila to see the script before I can determine the script."

Time passed quickly. The next morning, Ace put on a long-lost black cloak, and set out with Yamila in the direction of the palace with thirteen holy rays.

Yamila rode the white horse, while Ace followed along the eaves.

At about noon, Ace and Yamila arrived at the main entrance of the palace. Grand Duke Munster had been waiting here for a long time. He gave a noble salute to Yamila and then led the two into the Holy Sword Garden.

There are green plants everywhere and lush greenery. Ace smells the natural smell, but feels a little uncomfortable.

The nature here is not the kind of harmony that Ace feels, but the indescribable depression. He was not sure where the depression came from. When he walked to the withered tree and saw the dazzling holy sword, he immediately became clear.

The blue blood in Ace's chest, the azure flame suspended above the blood, boiling at this moment, as if it had encountered a dead place, almost bursting out.

Fate silk thread closed his chest quietly, allowing waves to beneath it, and Ace's pupils narrowed. He understood a little. If he guessed correctly, the holy sword was the source of all disharmony.

The dazzling holy light with a shiny light is actually the root of all disharmony. The Blue Blood Man claims to be a real human and claims to be a direct blood descendant of the Blue Blood Ancestor. What is the story in it?

My goal is to obtain more resources in this world, and the most powerful resources are the power of the great source and the power of destiny. However, this world is very strange. Even though I have participated in so many events, I have only obtained the power of destiny.

Where is the power of the Great Source? This is the foundation of a world. Without the power of the Great Source, this world cannot exist. Where did it be ignored?

Thinking of this, Grand Duke Munster was already standing under the withered tree and said in a loud voice: "All the participants in the war of Kings, you have followed the glory of the Holy Sword and the will of the former kings, and hereby make an oath that I will be a witness to the thirteenth Kings' War, and read to you the basic rules of the war of Kings' War.

First, the battlefield of the King's War is Bernarda City, and once he leaves, he is considered to be abandoned; second, the opponent of the war is everyone except me in the Holy Sword Garden; third, the war can only begin the day after the angel's arrival ceremony."

After saying that, Grand Duke Munster closed his hands and prayed to the holy sword. Ace felt the violent fluctuation of the power of fate. The withered tree inserted into the holy sword seemed to be shaking. The candidates also began to pray. The holy sword suddenly burst out with light and turned into six paths to fly towards the six candidates.

Ace narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he opened it again, he found that every candidate was shrouded in a rich holy light.

In addition to Jamila, the other five candidates are a handsome uncle in fine clothes, an elegant and noble lady, a burly tough guy, a simple-dressed girl and an old man.

It seemed that the power of a great source was disturbing, and it came from the withered giant tree. Ace had no time to explore or observe his opponent seriously, so they were invited out of the palace by Grand Duke Munster.

The voice of the Grand Duke seemed to echo in his ears: "Please summon your guardian angel before the starry sky tonight. Once you miss it, death will not be far away."

Ace and Yamila left the palace vigilantly. Before the Starry Glory Time passed, none of the six candidates could directly attack each other. This was the constraint of the Holy Light, but it was not ruled out that some people used external tricks.

As it was getting late, Ace and Yamila shared a horse and communicated in a low voice.

"The deacon of Saint Ivan told me that the candidates for the King's War, except for me and Carianna, are the little girl. The other four people come from the four royal families of Hill. These four families monopolized the throne for two hundred years, and all the winners of the King's War came from the four royal families."

Yamila said in a serious voice.

"Then let us break the monopoly. The four royal families ruled the Hill Kingdom for nearly two hundred years. All kinds of unfairness and injustice within the kingdom have become increasingly fierce. The poor have no place to stand, the rich have extravagant and desirefulness, and the people in power are stubborn and conceited.

I believe you are the righteous king. You can bring about change and realize our common ideals. Everyone is equal under the holy light, so that the clean soul can rule this kingdom..."

Before Ace could speak, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came. His perceptual magic had discovered that nearly one hundred mercenaries were waiting for them the way they had to pass.

The sound of breaking through the air was exactly the same as the crossbows. Ace did not hesitate at all. He mobilized the power of the holy light in the mask and turned into a light shield to block the two of them. At the same time, he said to Yamira: "There are always people who want to use some wrong moves. How can such a person be worthy of being king?"

His figure was extremely fast, and the superposition of magic and heart fire made Ace almost invincible in this low-end battle. He did not hold back, panic and shocked, instantly controlled most of the mercenaries, pulled out the long sword, and used the magic of light to mimic the holy light effect.

A white light flashed, and the heads rolled down in unison, leaving only a few people who were obviously the leader, who were caught by Ace.

They were regretting that they were obsessed with taking the man's money and provoking this pair of evil gods, and were stared at by Ace's eyes and fell into a illusion.

"All the candidates for the King's War are on the mercenary hunting list? It's really a good way to take advantage of the troubled waters."

Ace gave them a happy sword, and then said to Yamira, who looked unbearable, "You can't feel compassion now. Once we relax, the enemy will feel an opportunity to take advantage of it. They will not only flock to attack us, but also take the opportunity to attack the old street where you are!"

Yamila nodded, and she felt sad and said in a low voice: "This kingdom really needs change. Even the king's election war is so many chaos. We must ascend the throne and change all this injustice!"

Ace felt Yamila's heart. The new scroll on his chest was slightly hot, as if he was affirming something. He replied: "Let's go back quickly and find a way to summon the angels immediately!"
Chapter completed!