Chapter 1312： Absurd peace talks (2/2)

The puppet found a place to sit down, took out a tablet computer from the purse he was carrying, and then connected to the Internet and connected to the video software.

Chris saw the white-haired old man of the Heavenly Sword God Sect for the first time, and the white-haired old man also saw Chris, the emperor of the Holy Sword Empire, for the first time.

”Introduce myself... I am the emperor of the Alanhill Empire, Alanhill Chris.” Chris sat inside the small screen with a smile on his face.

”The old man is the sixth-order lecturer of the ninth peak of the third courtyard of the Heavenly Sword God Sect...Zhang Jia!” The white-haired old man reluctantly said, and also introduced himself.

The reason why he spoke was because he had seen it for the first time, the true ”person” in this heaven and earth.

Before, there were some weapons without aura fluctuations, and some puppets, so he was very interested in Chris. He wanted to know how many rulers like Chris were in the world.

From the feedback of previous battles, the civilians in this world are actually mortals, and they don't have much combat effectiveness at all. But those weird puppets are very powerful. Obviously, the people who make and manipulate these puppets should not be mortals.

To be frank, the white-haired old man Zhang Jia's inference is correct. The **** puppet itself is a magician's technique, and mortals cannot use it.

”So...” Chris didn't expect that the powerful sword repair civilization in front of him would be so huge. What he didn't expect was that the old man in front of him had a very low position and did not have the ability to influence the decision-making of the Heavenly Sword God Sect.

So he hesitated a little. After hesitating, he still said, ”In that case, I really want to know, can you represent the Heavenly Sword God Sect and cooperate with my Ailan Hill Empire?”

”That's natural. As long as you are willing to submit to the Divine Sword Sect and give your all, the Divine Sword Sect can give you a chance to live.” The white-haired old man named Zhang Jia said with his chin open.

Chris was taken aback. He obviously didn't expect that the other party would give such... such ”favorable” conditions! In his opinion, if the other party only showed such a small amount of strength, surrendering to the Ailanhill Empire is a matter of course.

”I think you made a mistake.” Chris smiled and said to the old man on the screen: ”If your so-called Heavenly Sword God Sect is willing to surrender, the Ailan Hill Empire can consider stopping its attack on you, and Only your commander will be held accountable for ordering the massacre of civilians...”

”What?” The white-haired old man obviously did not expect that the other party was so arrogant to this point. He stretched out his finger, pointed at Chris on the screen, and said: ”I don't respect the Heavenly Sword God Sect, no one can save you! Wait for me to take it. The day the soldiers stepped down on your world is the time to take your dog's head!”

”Puff...” Just arrived at Hope No. 2, Elf Grand Duke Andrea, who was sitting next to Chris drinking tea not far away, couldn't hold back a spit of water.

She really wanted to see what Heavenly Sword God Sect belonged to, what made them so courageous and dare to ask His Majesty the Emperor Ailanhill... Dog head...

Chris touched his head. He was pretty sure that there have been many, many years in this world, and no one dared to call his head a ”dog's head”.

Think of Bellevue, think of places that have been turned into ruins, and the gravel has been burnt into glass... Chris laughed, laughed on the video side, and laughed very happily.

It's as if a child finally waited for the toy he was expecting; as if a man finally got his favorite game.