Ch. 147.2

"But didn't the council agree?"

"Hmph, that's because you're lucky. Other than our Nine-Eyed Alliance and the Duke of Silver Dragon, there are also some leaders who have dealings with White Castle, and voted in favor. And most importantly, Merlin's justice actually stood by your side. He proposed an observation proposal that exempts you from voting rights and the right to distribute benefits. Only then did White Castle pass the resolution by a single vote."

A trace of regret flashed through White Dragon's eyes. Without the right to vote, it was indeed regrettable.

The Silver Dragon scholar saw through the White Dragon Lord's thoughts and spoke.

"You think without strength, you don't have any obligations. Do you think it's so easy to be a council member? Do you know how Emperor Ivan died?"

White Dragon was shocked.

"Being harmed by the Devil Pit, participating in the Abyssal Blood War, and implicating Nordhill's most powerful army, the Burning Sun Army, all died in the Battlefield of the Abyssal Blood War. Is there a connection between the two?"

The Silver Dragon Scholar sighed, "That's right, being tricked by the Devil Commander is the direct reason, but the most fundamental reason is that the Burton Dynasty joined the Council in the name of the organization, and it was the Burton Dynasty's turn to participate in the Abyssal Blood War. The result is just as you know."

The blood battlefield in the Abyss was the first level of the famous Abyss of the Multiverse. It was one of the most chaotic and dangerous places in the Multiverse, and also one of the most "lively" places.

There, the demons of the Abyss, the demons of Hell, and the angels of Mountain Paradise used the first layer of the Abyss as the battlefield and launched an endless battle, waging from eternity.

There were many strong people in the Blood Battlefield. It was a chaotic place where real legends were as good as dogs. There was no need to mention the danger level among them. Not to mention the legendary level, even if a high-level legend fell in it, it was nothing new. Even a real god fell on the Blood Battlefield.

The Silver Dragon scholar sighed.

"Amos, Nordhill, and the demons never stop fighting!"

"Why? Why are you taking the initiative to participate in the bloody battle after driving the demon out of Nord Hill? Isn' t this wasting the power of the plane?"

"It's not as simple as you think. Although the demon has been defeated, Nordhill's position has been exposed. The demons have never given up on invading again. They are looking for an opportunity to break through the space blockade magic circle."

"Demons used all kinds of methods to confuse and seduce the ignorant, to compel them to work for the Abyss, to let those demon believers who can not be completely killed, instead of them, carry out destruction from within Nordhill."

"Moreover, Nord Hill can only defend passively. In the future, perhaps the demon's plot will succeed. At that time, we will need the help of our friends."

The Silver Dragon scholar continued to explain, "In the battlefield of the bloody war in the Abyss, other than demons, and angels, there is another group that can not be ignored. They are the other powerhouses from the Multiverse. Most of these powerhouses come for money. They form a mercenary army and are active in the bloody war battlefield."

"But there are also quite a number of strong people. Wealth is only a secondary purpose. Their homes have either been destroyed by the demons, or are being invaded. They have gathered because of hatred or justice, and have established the Avenger Alliance to take revenge on the demons."

"Nord Hill joined such an organization to retaliate against the demons, because one day, when Nord Hill was invaded by the demons again, he could obtain strong support from outside the plane."

The Silver Dragon Scholar's tone was complicated." Some of the strong were tired of killing, and because of the friendship of their comrades-in-arms, they were invited to Nordhill to settle down. Maran Herrey Feather was one of them, but I didn't expect it to die in that accident."

The White Dragon Lord took a deep breath.

"Alright, then the Council will always send out a team of strong people to participate in the Abyssal Blood War. The leaders of the team will be the representatives, right?"

"Yes, that's right"

The White Dragon Lord was speechless.

Silver Dragon Scholar chuckled, " A hundred years from now, if you go back on your word, you can also apply and not accept the transfer."

The White Dragon Lord rolled his eyes. Unless he didn't want to live anymore and refused to become a member, the result could only be...

"Alright, no matter what, you've made the right bet this time. You don't need to think about participating in the distribution of planar benefits. Just the other powers of the council members are enough for you to enjoy."

As they walked, the two dragons arrived at the White Castle parlor and sat opposite each other.

"Amos, according to the Council's decision, during the 100-year observation period, you will have all the powers of the Council, other than the distribution of benefits and voting rights, such as free transmission in the plane, cross-border transmission permission, the Council's intelligence support, knowledge exchange......。”

"Your obligation is to clean up the area near the East Sea. If there's no problem, sign this contract."

The White Dragon accepted the contract and read it carefully as usual. There was nothing wrong with the contents of the contract. Other than some normal terms, it only stipulated that the White Castle was responsible for the cleaning of the demonized creatures in the East Sea. It was equivalent to the White Dragon Lord inheriting the position of the Eastern Giant Eagle Malan Helei Feather.

When the 100-year deadline was up, they would decide whether White Castle was qualified to join the council.

After Amos signed his name, the contract of the God of Justice ignited.

After the contract was signed, the Silver Dragon scholars returned to the council to report.

The White Dragon Lord looked at the representative badge in his hand. There was a golden Sky City on the badge, and he was overjoyed.

The City of the Sky, Samaria, had a lot of glory. The City of Magic, the only City of the Sky, the headquarters of the Guardian Council. It represented the strongest power of Nordhill, and it was also the core location of the planar sealing magic circle.

The white dragon lord's magic badge, which represented the identity of the council member, was equivalent to the port of access to the Sky City's intelligent tower spirit. From this point on, the white dragon lord could check and monitor the tower spirits in the plane, and like silver dragon scholar, teleport to the plane, wherever he want.

Of course, the premise was that magic power was enough to support the consumption of teleportation.

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