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854: C854 Submit(2)

Author: yao mei dong ren Word Count: 6500 Updated: 2025-03-25 23:22:50

C854 Submit(2)

"Submit!" Beecher's expression changed, but then he became gloomy.

This was something that couldn't be helped. Currently, the princess didn't even have military power. She wanted to restore the honor of the family. It was simply wishful thinking to reclaim the Red Domain, whether she agreed or not. To this terrifying god, it was just a deal.

The handsome young man was obviously not an idiot. After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his hand and removed the decoration on his head, revealing a head of flowing black hair, which showed the youthful vigor that only young girls had.

"Lord, as long as you are willing to help Faithill take revenge, the Griffith family will be willing to submit to Lord in the future! Lord, as long as you are willing to help Faithill take revenge, in the future, the Griffith family will be willing to submit to Lord!"

"That's good! Take me to Red Domain." Niu Li was neither surprised nor happy, and his expression was calm. Neither Beecher nor Faithill could tell what Niu Li was thinking.

"Lord, just the three of us! Going to Red Domain?" Beecher was still a little worried.

The corner of Niu Li's mouth raised, "Three people is enough!"

Beecher was stunned, and then he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, "As expected of the master of the seven worlds. Just based on these words, I believe it!"

"If that's the case, subordinate will bring Lord there." Beecher's expression changed, and he said respectfully.

...

The Red Domain was a prosperous place in the Eighth Realm. After being managed by the Griffith family for tens of thousands of years, it had become a divine place. It had attracted the envy of countless powers.

However, the Griffith family was not an ordinary family. Although their bloodline was rare, they were protected by the major powers of the Upper Realm. Therefore, in the past tens of thousands of years, it could be said that they were the most relaxed family in the Eighth Realm.

However, the recent events in Red Domain had attracted the attention of the gods in Eighth Realm.

The Domain Lord of the Red Domain had died, and the direct disciple of the Red Domain, Salat, had died. However, the daughter of the Domain Lord of the Red Domain had suddenly disappeared.

These incidents had happened too quickly, and all of them were linked together. It was very easy to make people think that this wasn't an ordinary inheritance. The most absurd thing was that the successor of the Griffith family was only a disciple, not his own daughter. This was equivalent to severing the legacy of the Griffith family! Was the old domain lord really that stupid?

However, before this matter could end and the gods were still in the midst of their ambiguous relationship, under the lead of Beecher and the last princess of the Griffith family, Faithill, Niu Li arrived at the famous central city of Red Domain, Red City.

The Red City was built using a kind of red building material. The overall atmosphere was majestic, and in the morning sun, the red light was very eye-catching.

"Boom!"

Under the open sky, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted, covering an area of several hundred li.

Under this terrifying aura, the many Gods within the red city were completely stunned.

However, many of them felt that this aura was familiar.

"It's Beecher, Lord!" Some of the old officials of Red City shouted in surprise.

"Beecher and Lord disappeared together with the princess. In other words, the princess has returned!"

At this moment, Beecher was hovering in the air, looking down at Red City. There was a trace of excitement and sternness on his face.

"Princess Faithill has returned. All the gods of Red City welcome her!" Beecher's voice rumbled, and in an instant, it spread throughout the entire Red City.

In the interior of Red City, Salat, who was drinking and chatting with a group of man in black, suddenly had a change of expression. A trace of gloominess flashed across his face.

"Everyone, Lord, what is going on? Didn't Elder Moluo go after Faithill? Why are they back now?" Salat asked in confusion.

The few man in black who were sitting with him were also puzzled. They looked at each other and said, "It seems like this Beecher has some tricks up his sleeve. He must have used a false phenomenon to lure Elder Moluo away. However, since they are here, we can't let them leave again! "

"En! Beecher was still alright. He was only a Middle Period of Almighty Stage, and his cultivation base was slightly lower than mine. Princess Faithill is simply a Sovereign, there is nothing to worry about. Why don't we go and greet her?" Salat relaxed his face and revealed an ambiguous smile.

"Hehe, if Salat Lord marries Faithill, then the position of domain lord will surely be consolidated." The few man in black smiled evilly at each other.

"Hahahaha!" Salat laughed wildly. There was a trace of pride in his tone that couldn't be concealed.2

"Hualala!" In the Red City, many gods flew into the void and flew towards Beecher.

A moment later, in front of the Red City, there was a large group of gods.

"Greetings, Princess Faithill!" The gods saw Faithill, who had changed into a female outfit and had an extraordinary bearing, and greeted her with great joy.

"You are all too polite. All of you, get up." Faithill's face revealed a trace of red. In the past, she was happy and happy, but she did not pay attention to it. But now, her father was killed and her family was taken away. Only after running for her life did she realize how happy she used to be. At this moment, Faithill felt a sense of excitement as if she had regained what she had lost.

"Hahaha, Younger Sister Faithill, you are back!" A surprised voice came from afar. The laughter made people feel that it was a very pleasant surprise.

Faithill's expression immediately became one hundred, and she looked at the group of deities flying over from afar with hatred in her eyes.

The leader of this group of Gods was Salat, and the group of Gods in black clothes were also there.

Faithill looked at the group of divine beings in black in fear. These were all devil dragons like Moluo Shisan, and every one of them was a powerful Late Period of Almighty Stage.

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