New World
The Demon Nation Kingdom

"Are you kidding, sir?" Although Franco Miscovic VII was a King in his Kingdom, he was now faced with such an important guest. Four Demons who he believed to be Asmodias' messengers. He still had to maintain good manners so that the four guests he invited for dinner were not offended.

"Did I look joking King Franco?" Alan who became the leader of his entourage convinced his words.

"That's... Your Wish... Right right..."

"I know it's hard for you to abdicate your throne... But I can guarantee. The Demon God Kingdom would develop much more rapidly if the Demon nations were to lead."

Karolina who was standing beside the table could only frown. He did not expect the guest to ask King Franco Miscovic VII to abdicate. He wanted to speak out against the wishes of the King's guest, but he was self-aware that this was not the right place for him to speak.

"Is there no other way but that I should give up the throne of the Kingdom? Making a pact between two Kingdoms maybe?" King Franco Miscovic VII tried to persuade his guest to offer other alternatives that might be taken.

"You know how vast the Demon God Kingdom is? Are you sure in a territory that is only that vast can stand two Kingdoms?" Reply Alan while putting the roast into his mouth. Although he could not give a sense of fullness, at least he could feel the taste sensation of delicious Royal cuisine.

"You are right, sir... But still..." King Franco Miscovic VII remains reluctant to remove his hereditary throne held by his family.

"Fast or slow... We Demon nations will form a Kingdom. And if you don't give up the throne peacefully, I can assure you, your Kingdom will be the first to feel the military might of the Demon Nation Kingdom" Alan glanced towards Flyin, who had been busy drinking the wine provided. It is clear that Flyin really likes drinks that come from rotten wine.

While Rendemiz and Selene were not much different, they both seemed to enjoy the meat and wine served. It was obvious if this was the first time they had tasted the food of other races. A type of food that was impossible to find in the Abyss World.

"But Sir... What about the people of this Kingdom?" King Franco Miscovic tried to find an excuse. He realized it was impossible for the Demon God Kingdom to be able to match the military strength of the Demon Nation Kingdom that was to be formed. With just a word alone he could fight against the wishes of the four Demons who were his guests.

"I can guarantee the safety of the people of this Kingdom. We Demon Nations want a Kingdom where all races can coexist without any hostility." Alan put down the two cutlery he was wearing. Staring at King Franco Miscovic with a look of conviction.

"Well... I can't seem to refuse it. If that is the will of Asmodias." King Franco Miscovic knows what he can't do. After all, the people would be very accepting if this Kingdom was directly led by their Lord God.

"Thank you King Franco Miscovic VII. I'm very appreciative of your decision." Alan continued his eating activities, spending the pieces of meat available on his dinner plate.

Karolina was only able to resign, hearing the talks between her King and his four guests reached an agreement. Although he was very unwilling if this Kingdom would be taken over by the Demon Nation. But how else? In this world of talking power, it is better to give up and be aware of your own strength, than to force a fight that has been ascertained as a result.

"Then Mr... Are you really going to destroy the Temple of Light?" Talk to King Franco Miscovic VII about the plans of his four guests who had threatened the Temple of Light.

"certain... We'll let them prepare first. We want to show our true strength. For them to realize, if we Demon Nation is not a race that can be stepped on just like that. The destruction of the Church of Satanism has really tarnished our pride as a Demon Nation." Alan replied calmly, his attention fixed on the steak on his plate.

"The power of the Temple of Light is not a power that can be underestimated. They had hundreds of thousands of warriors scattered throughout this continent. Are you sure of your decision?"

"You also don't know yet about the strength of our Demon Nation right?" King Franco Miscovic VII could see a slight smile behind the black hood that covered his guest's head. Making King Franco Miscovic VII so curious about the true power of the Demon Nation.

"If you are indeed intending to attack the Temple of Light, I hope that you do not involve the people who are in this Capital." King Franco worried about the safety of his people. Remembering the Temple of Light was located in a densely populated district. If a great war really happens, then its innocent people will certainly become victims of war that is not needed.

"You don't have to worry about it, we've arranged everything." Once again King Franco Miscovic VII could see a slight smile behind the black hood of his guest.

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Two thousand five hundred players.

Yep... Two thousand five hundred players. It could be imagined what two thousand and five hundred players lined up neatly forming rows and walking in tandem. Each footstep created from 5000 feet made the ground they passed through seemed to tremble. Make no insect or small animal dare to slip between the footsteps.

Fire Blade had really not played around in trying to develop his Guild this time around. Unmitigated, he brought 80% of the RnP Guild members to migrate from Grinfiil City to the Capital of the Demon God Kingdom. Leaving only a few hundred of its Guild members to guard the Guild headquarters and complete the Quest that was still running.

For Fire Blade, obtaining cooperation with the Temple of Light was his top priority. He needed to show the greatest strength of the RnP Guild in order for the Temple of Light to be steady to establish cooperation with the Guild he led. It was already imagined in his mind, how he got a supply of gold coins from the Temple of Light for the temple security services that would be built by the Temple of Light later in the Demon God Kingdom.

The migration process of the members of the RnP Guild that was so striking certainly attracted the attention of all who saw it. Including independent players and small groups. But of course no one dared to disturb the group. Given that the Guild Master RnP Guild was included in the ranks of the top ten strongest players in New World.

After all, who would want to fight a group of 2500 people? If it does not have a larger number than that number, of course such a thing will only be a death-seeking event.

"Why did they all come out of Grinfiil City? What are they gonna do?" Silent Rogue who was observing from a distance looked at the astonishment of the large-scale power transfer process carried out by the RnP Guild.

He was trying to find a gap to re-assassination to the higher-ups of the RnP Guild. But his steps certainly stopped seeing the RnP Guild as if he was preparing an army to fight.

"I have to call Commander." Silent Rogue. He was afraid that the RnP Guild had found out that the Death Mask was the mastermind behind the murder of his top brass. It would be very dangerous if the RnP Guild attacked the Death Mask with such a large number of troops.

Although victory still could not be ascertained if the RnP Guild really attacked the Death Mask, but still... The Death Mask would suffer a significant setback if it was attacked by the RnP Guild with such great force.

"Officer Commander... The RnP Guild transferred their full strength. I'm afraid that they've found out we're behind the murders of their top brass." Silent Rogue contacted Atlantic via an existing system call.

"You mean?" The Atlantic replied in complete confusion, not understanding what Silent Rogue was explaining.

"More than two thousand RnP Guild member players exited Grinfiil City simultaneously. As if they were preparing for war."

"More than two thousand you say?" The Atlantic seemed to be in disbelief with what Silent Rogue was reporting.

"Correct Commander..."

"You keep watching them. Recall... Keep distance! Don't get caught, or they'll realize we're watching them. Immediately report to me if they lead to our base." The Atlantik command clearly, did not want any mistake to occur in what Silent Rogue was working on.

"Okay Commander..." Silent Rogue has closed the system call.

"Vanishing!"

Silent Rogue's body just disappeared, as if she had never been where she was standing. He uses his flagship skill to do reconnaissance on his target target. A skill that can make itself invisible and not felt. As long as he was not exposed to an attack or exposed to sensory magic, no one would ever be able to detect its existence.