MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 265 weave

   Chapter 265 Web Weaving

   Soon, Flaro's order to summon all the dryads was sent to the interior of the giant tree canopy temples layer by layer along with the bureaucratic system of the entire Bone White House, and received a response in a very short time.

It has to be said that Flaro has imitated the power structure of the empire over the years, which is almost a new order established by restarting the stove. Although it is still terrifyingly simple in William's eyes, it is compared to Ravenwood who relied on totems as a bond more than a thousand years ago. The established clan-style society is still far more efficient.

   At least it won't happen like in the past, the army of the Void King has already been slapped in the face, and each tribe has to play hunting games to determine whether or not to resist.

   is just the only concern about this mechanism is that it is completely based on Flaro's authority over everyone's strength, and the entire system is almost maintained by her alone. Once she dies or goes mad, or encounters an outsider who is stronger than her, then all order will collapse and fall back to the way it was in the past.

   or worse.

   This can be regarded as a dilemma that the real "strongman politics" will eventually face in a world with extraordinary power.

   I don’t know how to solve this problem in the future.

   Of course, William would not be arrogant enough to think that the social evolution of the world in his previous life can be copied to this world with real supernatural powers. But at the very least, he can eliminate several external interference factors for this world, and finally return the power to choose the future to mortals.

   Of course, this is not something that should be considered at the moment.

   Find the key Dryad and send Flallo to another timeline - it's best if William himself can go there too, that's what matters.

   Looking at the human figures made of floating green light spots, floating into the hall one after another, William, who was staying in the inconspicuous corner, couldn't help but recall the Ravenwood quest line he had done in the past.

  If you don’t count the sideline plots that are advancing in a scattered way, there were two more important main lines in Ravenwood that year. One is the "Blooming Calamity" that first erupted near the World Tree during the period of the Seven Calamities. The other is that the rotten lady polluted the roots of the world tree and opened the lunar rift leading to the "Lake of Entropy", so that her demon army began to invade the world from here.

The latter has nothing to say, and the former, because it is too lush, so that poisonous life is proliferating here, making it extremely difficult for all living things to die - the cut wound will become a seedbed for the sprouting of new life. , the severed limbs will become an independent individual to survive.

   A world where normal death is absent, and only complete "destruction" can stop life.

   At this moment, those human-shaped things in the hall that seemed to be composed of a large group of emerald-green fireflies were the communicators who spread the "blessing of life flourishing" back then.

   Wherever they go, life expands uncontrollably like a tumor, creating countless disgusting monstrous creatures...and they are in a sense indestructible. Their bodies are the subtrees that shelter the various tribes of the forest elves, and the floating things in front of them are just their separate souls and missing bodies. Therefore, in those days, they kept coming and going, like chewing gum stuck to the soles of shoes. Tough.

   And that's why, at this moment, William concealed his true appearance through illusion - being recognized by the other party may bring some unnecessary troubles.

  The tree of the world is often considered to be the symbol of the Holy Spirit's "mother" in the present world - a giant tree as tall as a mountain stands here miraculously, and it is true that everyone does not think so. At the beginning, it was the Church of the Holy Spirit who chose the tree of the world as the basis for the personification of the "mother" belief, which led to the spread of "prosperity disaster" here.

   And the final solution was that William inserted a blade that had been blessed by the Lady of Hunger and Rot into the core of the World Tree.

   This is an extremely powerful authority of the rotten lady. As long as she obtains the target's blood, she can make a blade that can completely corrupt the opponent's body and mind. Back then, William was still a little curious as to how he obtained the blood of the Holy Tree Mother. After all, it was not stated clearly in the game, but he did not expect to know the answer now.

   "His Royal Highness, the Dryads have arrived."

   The secretary said softly to Flaro after counting the points.

   "Are you all there?"

   Flaro raised his head and asked.

   Dryads can be thought of as sub-tree wills, usually in a long slumber. However, the forest druids can awaken them through some sacrifices, and this is regarded by Flallo as an unstable factor for his own rule, so in the subsequent reform of the Oak Council, the power to awaken them is also brought to the own hands.

   The secretary shook his head slightly and said:

   "There is another Dryad still in a deep sleep, and we cannot wake him up."

After   , he immediately added:

   "This is also a very common situation. All tree spirits sleep in their own cycles. In other words, they may not be able to tell which is reality and which is dream."

   "Which tree is it, mark it for me later."

   Flaro said absent-mindedly, and then glanced at William Kane in the corner without a trace, and the other party nodded to her at the same time - she didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

   And the next thing to do is to use this to stabilize the envoys sent by the Empire.

   "Children of the eldest mother, thank you for responding to my summons during this time."

   Flaro said to the humming Dryads under the throne.

  Most tree spirits bowed their heads slightly, which was considered a salute.

   She continued:

"I won't say more about the polite words, let's go straight to the topic. About half an hour ago, the envoy of the Imperial Senate found me, and I hope that Cuiyu Province can provide them with direct military assistance for their future expedition to Ava Continent. …”

According to Flaro’s standards, her remarks about the defense of Green Harbor after mobilizing the Dryads to participate can already be regarded as a generous statement—she first deeply analyzed the common interests between the Empire and Jade Province. ties, illustrating the benefits of helping the Empire win this war. Then he turned to saying that if it wasn't for the defensive battle of defending the family and the country, it would be extremely difficult for the forest elves to pull up a large-scale army in a short period of time.

   In the end, her foothold was in the hope that these dryads could share part of their power and create a summoned force composed of split souls to participate in that war.

   These words are seven percent true and three percent false. The main purpose of saying this is to conceal the true intention of summoning these dryads to the White House.

   On the other hand, those Dryads were completely uninterested in her proposal. After some bargaining, they finally agreed to form a legion of summoned creatures that could only be used as an honor guard to aid the Empire.

   pretended to be angry and ended the temporary summoning. After seeing the last Dryad leave, Flaro couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth.

   Sending a reinforcement army of the size of an honor guard would be more in line with the expectations of those envoys for themselves. In this way, those guys can stay quietly in the embassy for a while, even if they are trapped in another timeline and can't come back temporarily, they don't have to worry about what big moves they make here in a short time.

   "So wouldn't it be better to kill them all first?"

   After listening to his explanation, William couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Lord Judge, killing the imperial envoy is directly dealt with as treason, and there are three legions still in Emerald Province... I think at least until the problem of Ravenwood is completely resolved and the resources of the two provinces are fully integrated, you should not Want to fight on two fronts at the same time?"

   In this regard, William did not say anything.

  Frallo is right, now is the year of starvation and rot, if he can get rid of the rotten lady once and for all this time, or at least he can hit him to some extent. Then he will get a window period during which the Moon Realm cannot directly interfere with the present world for half a year. At that time, he can take advantage of this time difference to complete the purge of the high-level empire, and prevent the power vacuum period from giving the Moon Realm an opportunity.

   It is definitely not a wise choice to go to war on the Lake of Entropy and the Empire at the same time.

   And Remedios and reinforcements from Black's demon generals are now on their way. There are absolutely few people who can defeat them in this world.

   But it was not the reason that silenced William.

   For some reason, he always felt that the envoy was a hidden danger. Maybe the timing of the other party's arrival was too coincidental, or maybe their mission was too targeted.

   "Lord William?"

   Flaro's tentative questioning pulled William out of his contemplation.

   "Go to that dryad first, hurry up."

   William, who had recovered his senses, said immediately.

   Maybe I think too much...?

  …

   Above the infinite sky, in the empty nothingness among the stars, in the moon mirror reflecting the shadow of the world.

   in that place called the Moon Territory.

   From the perspective of some monarch's six bright red eyeballs.

  The threads of countless conspiracies were wrapped around a dazzling existence like a torch, and were gradually woven into a large net that led him into the fate of destruction.

   He chuckled lightly, and twitched another conspiracy thread that weaved again, making the existence of its own destiny start to tremble.

   (end of this chapter)