Dongfang Yun himself does not like to show off his strength in showing his strength, nor does he like to bully others by virtue of his power.

But he has no choice.

His path has been spread out from the moment he was chosen. He has only two choices, to follow this path, or to do nothing until death.

But compared to the former, the latter made him even more unable to do it. Whether it was the initial idea of ​​being responsible to Dryus and others, the idea of ​​continuing with Su Wan, or the fifth condensation, the secrets of the so-called "empire" have been spied a lot until now, and even he himself dared not stop.

Once he stopped, Dongfang Yun himself didn't know what he would encounter.

So he must become king, and at the same time, he must learn to act for his enemies.

Therefore, in the Basque Imperial City, Dongfang Cloud chose to make its light appear in a high-profile manner, making its light look like the sun in the sky, covering all the stars and moons.

As the lineup of emperors to welcome the King of Dark Night, if the emperors of the three empires do not make enough postures, they will naturally be unfavorable.

Pope Benfrek XIII was the first to stand up and stretched out his hand and said, "His Majesty the King of Dark Night, I have been missing for more than a year since I left last time. Have you ever been safe?"

"Life is pretty good." Dongfang Yun smiled faintly, patted Benfuric's hand casually, gently patted the other person's hand, and his eyes swept over dozens of emperors behind like a goshawk overlooking the world: "It's just that some people want to cause trouble for me, so I'm very upset."

His rude and arrogant actions stunned Benfurik, but the latter was a complete old fox. He smiled indifferently and wiped away the embarrassment without a trace, saying: "Many things, even if they are unwilling to do, there are many people who have to bite the bullet and everything is the case, right?"

"Yes," Dongfang Yun smiled and walked by Su Wan with her, her eyes swept across the emperors again.

Many things, once the quantity reaches more than ten, are worthless.

In order to demonstrate the power of the human race on the mainland, dozens of emperors have been widely reported with the human race army to personally expedition, and many countries even gave the title of "One Emperor of Eternality" to show the greatness of their own country emperors.

But today, when Dongfang Yun's eyes swept over them, except for Flo VII of the Basteric Empire and Alonso III of Pompeii, only a few people did not turn their heads on their backs.

Because they knew that the army in their hands was just a gift from a person, and the only man who could fight against the King of the Night did not come.

Dongfang Yun obviously discovered this, and said sarcastically: "What? Buicarreno didn't come to greet me? Are he afraid that I would kill him?"

"Mr. Buy certainly knows that His Majesty's heart is as broad as the place where the sun shines. He just has something else to deal with, but I think he will apologize to His Majesty at the banquet later." Benfrek, the old fox, immediately stepped forward and smiled.

"Hmph." Dongfang Yun snorted coldly, continued to take a step forward, and suddenly spoke: "Who is the current emperor of Basterke?"

The King of Dark Night is looking for trouble!

This was the first thought of all the emperors, so everyone immediately focused on the fat man who was desperately retracting in the crowd.

"Come out!" Su Wan shouted softly, but this shout that was more wonderful than the ringtone seemed to explode in the ears of the fat emperor. Before the emperors around him could even make way out of the circle, they felt a foul smell coming.

This little emperor, who was supported by the top leaders of the mainland, was so scared that he was filled with shit and urine!

"Hmph! The King of Dark Night is such a great power. You must know that you are the emperor and we are also the emperor. Even if you show your strength, please take a look at the place!" Alonso III, the Emperor of the Pompeii, who had always felt that he was under extreme oppression, finally couldn't help but speak.

This man is a hero for a lifetime. The Pompei Empire has only been three times since its founding. The emperor in the first two lives has won a territory that is no less than the strongest Basterck in the mainland. However, this third life has used his own strength to elevate the Pompei Empire, which is in ruins, to the point where he can challenge the old power of the Basterck Empire, which is an old power. At the same time, he is also the most unyielding emperor in the mainland in recent years. He has continuously improved his national strength and taught small countries that are dissatisfied with, and even for the title of the mainland's number one. Pompeii and Basterck have fought several times in the past twenty years, with more victory and fewer defeats - of course, this is also related to the bravery and toughness of the Pompeii Empire, but he himself has repeatedly led the army to fight in person and played a great role.

At this moment when Flo VII of the Basteric Empire dared to provoke easily, Alonso III's voice definitely demonstrated the man's courage and recklessness. This is also the same as the Pompeii style in Dongfang Yun's ears.

Dongfang Yun glanced at him, and before he could speak, the pope next to him hurriedly said, "Your Majesty Yun, this is His Majesty Alonso III of the Pompeii Empire. He has such a temper. Don't care."

"Have I said I needed you to introduce these irrelevant people to me, have you been waiting?" Dongfang Yun sneered, let go of Su Wan's hand and walked to Alonso, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, looking at the latter.

Although the height difference between the two sides was twenty centimeters, Dongfang Yun's plain gaze, looking up, forced Alonso's unruly eyes to retreat, and even his steps couldn't help but take a step back.

This is a very strange thing. Alonso III was fifty-two years old and was a genius tenth-level strongman. Dongfang Yun was less than seventeen years old, but he was only at the second level, and he was still practicing the power of his soul.

But a second-level soul mage forced a tenth-level warrior to retreat while looking at each other. It is unknown whether this is due to the gap in the army behind him or the rumor that Dongfang Yun's strength is too strong.

When everyone present thought that Dongfang Yun had the strength to kill Alonso like an ant, that was enough.

After describing Alonso as "nobody involved," Dongfang Yun ignored him, but walked to the side of the little fat Basque emperor who was spread on the ground, frowned and looked down at the other party in the smell of shit and urine: "Are you the new Basque emperor?"

The little fat man looked at most about the same age as Dongfang Yun. Under Dongfang Yun's gaze, he started to cry, and the tears were flowing, as if Dongfang Yun had x and o him first.

Dongfang Yun frowned: "Coward."

He wanted to say a few harsh words to the fat man, but the smell around him was so amazing that he was forgotten when he reached his throat.

So he turned to Su Wan and reached out, and then walked towards the brightly lit palace under Su Wan's jade hand.

Behind, a group of "unrelated people" dared not really anger Dongfang Yun. After all, in their hearts, there were almost no one in the world who could withstand the King of the Dark Night. This means that if the other party really started a big killing, no one here could live for the rest of his life.

Dongfang Yun was completely unaware that the emperors regarded him as a bomb that sounded like a touch, and his eyes were all placed in the feast placed in the palace.

It has to be said that even though he became the most feared emperor in this world, Dongfangyun did not reach the level of wine pond meat forest. At least in this continent, he had tasted a limited number of delicacies.

This palace night banquet gave Dongfang Yun the feeling that it felt was actually no different from that of ordinary aristocratic dinners. Four long tables of about seven meters were filled with various delicacies and sterling silver candlesticks. Of course, these delicacies were almost all top-notch dishes that ordinary aristocrats could not taste. They were the best choices in terms of ingredients and cooking techniques, and seemed to be the masterpieces of the chefs of the emperors of various countries.

At the same time, there were several waiters and Meiji who sang in major newspapers and publications and on the stage. The former was walking in the crowd with a tray and making it easier for everyone to pick up wine, while the latter was preparing to support the emperors of various countries as socialites.

However, when Dongfang Yun stepped into the banquet hall, all the sounds disappeared instantly, and people looked at the most powerful emperor in the mainland.

Dongfang Yun is actually not lustful. Otherwise, as the king of elfs, how could he remain indifferent to human beauty like Tyrande and Monda Jimi?

However, the man's instinct still made him smile slightly at the beauties present, showing a more beautiful smile than them.

"Ah!" A tall and sexy ocean horse screamed, and was fainted by the laughter.

This made Dongfang Yun very depressed and said to Su Wan: "Am I so scary?"

"Who knows?" Su Wan smiled gently, "But I think she should feel honored, right?"

"Although I know it's a comfort, I still like it." Dongfang Yun touched his nose.

...

"On other places, people as handsome as me are usually the protagonists~!"

The night in the Saphiro Desert is cold and silent.

Ezrel pointed to his nose and smiled at a fully armed angel, "So you really don't think about it?"

The angel had blonde hair and was not as tall as imagined. Instead, he looked very petite compared to the judgement angel Kyle.

This chubby guy is about 150 years tall, floating in the air under the swelling of two wings of more than one meter long behind him. Her face is very pure and beautiful. I guess many men will feel like they meet their first love again when they see it - because first love is basically in primary and secondary school years. And the girls at that time were more cute than beautiful.

She was wearing a very weird-looking armor. In fact, the armor itself was made of orthodox pure white metal, and it was almost the same as the battle angel armor on the wall painting of the Papal Sigh. However, this armor was a bit big compared to its wear. At least one meter eight armor was worn on a girl who was only one meter five. The feeling of incompetence is imaginable.

At this moment, the angel looked at Ezreal angrily, and the expression on his face seemed to be very eager to contact this man, but he had to ignore the other person for some reason.

Seeing that the cute angel ignored him, Ezrel was not angry or angry, but was still sitting in front of the campfire and barbecued.

He kept slapping it with his hands, allowing the aroma of the barbecue to continuously spread into the two slightly pink noses of the Angel Girl.

The angel girl couldn't help but look over again.

On the bonfire, the barbecue had a slightly golden color. A layer of fat on it turned into a juice dripping under the flames, and then crackled in the flames. The blonde man holding the barbecue branches were constantly crushing something in his hand, which made the barbecue, which was originally slightly fishy, ​​exuding a scent of cumin and pepper, which was like a small hand, constantly scratching gently in the deepest part of his stomach.

Finally, the angel girl couldn't help but say, "Apart from that condition... anything else is OK."

Ezreal pretended to have a very difficult thinking expression: "But, you have nothing... Kissing is the only one you can give me. Girl, can you want to give me your integrity?"

"You, what did you say!" The angel girl's fat cheeks turned red: "How dare you, how dare you behave...blasphemously!"

"Miss, you have to figure out one thing. Tip-blowing and using your mouth are two different meanings." Ezerel couldn't laugh and cry: "You don't even kiss me, I'm naturally not going to let me get closer."

"What do you want?" Although the girl looks pink and tender, she has a very good figure. So she almost buried her little face in her chest.

Ezeril said regretfully: "Oh, there is nothing else to want! This is a desert, and it is rare to find such a prey or two, and the meat may not be enough for me to eat. If you want to eat, of course you have to pay some compensation. After all, I will be hungry if I give it to you."

"Then, I can... get you some more prey." The angel girl whispered.

Ezreal said lazily: "I didn't have the strength at that time, why did I barbecue meat?"

"Then..." The girl looked very struggling. She hesitated for a long time and said dejectedly: "Forget it, forget it, I won't eat it anymore. You can enjoy it alone!"

Although she said this, her tone was still very angry that Ezreal did not look gentlemanly, and her eyes were also staring at the barbecue.

"Forget it, who made me a kind person?" Ezreal shrugged and divided the barbecue in half to the Angel Chicken.

The angel girl shouted happily and immediately took it with both hands, regardless of whether it was hot or not. She just started to chew the barbecue.

Ezrel smiled faintly, but didn't say much, and started eating.

The two quickly ended a piece of barbecue weighing more than 20 kilograms. The angel girl was faster than Ezreal. After eating her barbecue quickly, she stared at Ezreal's barbecue with a kitten looking at the grilled fish with a pitiful expression. The expression was so cute. So Ezreal could only give her part of her barbecue.

After eating the barbecue, Ezeril lay on his back on the cold sand. He looked at the sky and stopped talking.

I don’t know if it was the barbecue that made the angel girl give up her guard and murmured: “What are you looking at?”

Ezeril said calmly: "No, I just saw you look very similar to the angels my mother said, so I was wondering if there is really another world, that world has great gods and a group of angels. They give people light, warmth, and happiness."

"Some, some!" The angel girl nodded repeatedly: "There is really a heaven! I..."

She suddenly stopped halfway through her speech and thought for a while. As if she realized that she might say something she shouldn't say, she said, "Anyway, that's right."

Then she noticed that the young blonde man suddenly smiled indifferently, and a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ezeril turned his head to the side, but the angel girl still saw the crystal clearness of tears in the corner of his eyes. He said, "It's nothing. If there is really another world, I hope his mother can live happily there."

"Your mother..."

"It's nothing, it's just natural birth, old age, sickness and death." When Ezreal turned his head, he had already recovered his cynical smile: "My name is Ezreal."

“…Middinino.”

"Haha!" Ezreal laughed and said, "You are so interesting. You still want your name for a long time."

"No, no!" Midindinino seemed afraid that others would say he was stupid, and immediately waved his hand with a red face and said, "I, I am just... just..."
To be continued...