Knowing that the ninth-order powerhouse was so terrifying, Jia Zhengjin was silent for a moment. What's the use of your own plan?

If there is only one ninth-order powerhouse, it is better to say, and inviting the elf king to come out should be able to stop it.

But if all the ninth-order powerhouses of the four empires are dispatched, then even if the elves are all dispatched, it will probably be difficult to resist. After all, no matter how strong the Elf King is, it is impossible for one person to fight several! Moreover, there is also a difference between high and low ninth-order powerhouses, and Jia Zhengjin doesn't know which is more powerful than the ninth-order powerhouses of the Elf King and the ninth-order powerhouses of the four empires.

"In this case, wouldn't all defenses be useless?" Jia Zhengjin felt very bad, "Even if the Principality of Hells is made into an impregnable wall, what is the use?"

"Master Keane don't worry!" General Mark said, "For ninth-order powerhouses, demigod-like figures, all defenses would have been in vain. Our defensive measures are aimed at the coalition forces and the major resistance forces! In the eyes of those ninth-order powerhouses, we are all ants-like existences, and we don't bother to make any moves. They will only seek out enemies who are equal to or stronger than them, such as the dragon, Olmat, the Lord of the Storm of the Reitman Empire, Piroth, the Earth Sword God of the Kabastian Empire, Hill, the Apostle of Light Hill of the Charman Empire, and Chelsea of the Flame Empire, all of whom are of high moral character. At least on the surface, they will always maintain their tall and benevolent image. Therefore, we set up our defenses, and they will find their dragons, and there will be no conflict!"

"Do you mean like the guy I put outside?" Jia Zhengjin referred to the fake dragon, and said in his heart that the other party would know the truth at a glance at the fake, what's the use?

Mark laughed: "Lord Kean and the Dragon Clan are in contact again, so why worry? Although they are both ninth-order powerhouses, the Dragon Clan is an existence that can fight with real gods, even if all the powerhouses of the four empires appear, it will be difficult to defeat!"

Jia Zhengjin said in his heart that there are still seven ...... in my family Oh, no! It's eight ninth-order demonic beasts now! You must know that the four empires may send ninth-order powerhouses, so it is better to bring them out in advance. But when I think about it, it's probably useless! Those guys don't seem to listen to themselves at all, so it's useless to say it, right?

It seems that it is better to leave Bolivia as soon as possible, and it is at least safer to stay in the Holy Dragon City!

What he can deal with now is just an ordinary army, and it will be difficult to fight against a large army, and he can only use some tricks to divide the other party and weaken the strength of the coalition army.

It's all to blame for Connie's pit dragon, if it weren't for her, he would have been able to develop in the Warcraft Forest with peace of mind, and at most he would have come to the Majestic Wind Empire. As long as it develops slowly, and when ultra-high technology such as missiles and robots are developed, it may not be afraid of the so-called ninth-order powerhouses.

No matter how powerful a ninth-order powerhouse is? You have a forbidden spell that can destroy the heavens and the earth, so I can't fight back with overwhelming missiles?

It's a pity that everything can only be thought about now, once the real ninth-order powerhouse appears, he can only hope that those eight ninth-order demonic beasts will help, or that Connie, the initiator of everything, can come back as soon as possible.

Worried, Lewis slowly walked in from outside the hall. She was joined by five teenage boys.

"Grandpa!" Lewis led the five boys to the palace hall and greeted his grandfather, Mark.

"Oh, they've all been brought?" General Mark looked at the children and nodded immediately.

After greeting his grandfather, Lewis led the boys to the bottom of the steps and asked them to stand side by side facing Jia Zhengjin.

Jia Zhengjin was thinking about things, when he suddenly noticed that a group of little boys appeared in front of him, and looked at Lewis with some confusion: "What's the matter? What are these children doing?"

"Lord Keane," Lewis replied respectfully when he heard the question, "to my left is the Marquis of Chico, 9 years old this year, he is the half-brother of the Grand Duke of Troy, the theoretical heir to the throne!"

"The younger brother of the Grand Duke of Troy?" Jia Zhengjin suddenly understood, these should be candidates for the next Grand Duke of the Principality of Hales!

"This is Viscount Daquet, 11 years old, and his father, the Marquis of Tag, is the uncle of the Archduke of Troy!" Lewis said, "and then there is Viscount Eloy, who is the younger brother of Viscount Daquet, 10 years old! These five are all candidates for succession, and I have brought them here to ask Lord Keane to choose a suitable new Grand Duke to succeed him!"

"You can decide this kind of thing yourself, why are you looking for me?" Jia Zhengjin said unhappily, "I said that I don't want to care about these things, you can let all the officials vote together! Whichever gets more votes will be the Grand Duke!"

"Lord Keane, this is a joint decision of all the officials and nobles in Bolivia, and please be sure to save face!" General Mark stood up and laughed, "These five children are all very good, and they are all qualified!, but who is the most suitable for this Grand Duke must be announced by you personally, right?"

As soon as General Mark finished speaking, all the civil and military ministers and noble members in the palace hall responded in unison, and it seemed that they had already negotiated in advance!

"Say hello to Lord Keane!" Lewis said to the five boys, "one of you can inherit the throne of the Grand Duke and have the support of the Holy Dragon City. Master Keane will decide your future, hurry up!"

Lewis's voice fell, and the four boys were still dazed, looking at Jia Zhengjin at a loss, without any movement. However, one of the boys took a decisive step forward, quickly knelt down on one knee and raised his head and said loudly: "Baron Farre Bordona of the Duchy of Hales has met Master Keane!"

"Oh?" Jia Zhengjin paused. He really didn't expect that among these children, the youngest was only 8 years old, Farley was not timid, and he was the first to stand up when the other brothers were in a daze.

He glanced at the other children, and both the Marquis of Chico and the Viscount Dakai were still nervous, unable to say anything. However, Viscount Eloy and Baron Forin reacted, hesitated to step forward, and greeted him in the same way as Farley.

Of course, Jia Zhengjin personally likes Baron Farley, this child is the youngest but the most courageous, and he is not stage frightened at all, and he is born with a temperament that is different from other children.

"Do you really want me to choose?" Jia Zhengjin looked around and looked at all the civil and military ministers here.

"Lord Keane, please!" led by General Mark, and all the ministers responded.

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