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Their purpose is to overthrow the Senate and initiate rebellion to take control of the Poisson Kingdom.

Originally, the biggest resistance to this approach was the United Kingdom Council and the Kingdom Alliance in the entire eastern region.

Even if Perlman and the Curse Spreaders really succeed, the allies of the Posen Kingdom will assist the Posen Senate in launching a battle of recapture. They, the Posen Demon Realm, have no way to fight against the giant of the United Kingdom Council.

But this time is also very delicate.

It was as if a prophet had calculated the time when war would break out in the Southern Continent.

Once the Creation Empire in the south goes to war, the Federation of Kingdoms will be too busy to take care of itself, and there will definitely be no spare power to assist the original ruler of Poson!

Compared with Lan Qi’s estimated time for the war in the Southern Continent, it is still slightly ahead of schedule.

Without the interference and variables of the Prophet, the actions of Perlman and the Curse Spreaders might have started a little later.

But it doesn't hurt now.

An unprecedented turmoil in the Posen Kingdom will begin tonight.

Perlman looked around the audience with a haughty expression, as if he was admiring the expression on the demon's face.

"Perlman, don't go too far!"

At this moment, a cold female voice broke the silence.

The demons followed the sound and saw a woman in a pure white dress standing at the other end of the hall.

Her waist-length silver-white hair fell down like a waterfall, and her eyes were a light ice blue, glowing with anger like crystals.

The person who spoke out was none other than Etiou, the demon lord of District 9 who had been silent for a long time.

"She is not Ifatiya at all!"

Etiou pointed at the figure on the screen.

There must be some powerful demon who disguised himself as Ifatia through transformation magic, and conspired with Perlman to use the name of Ifatia to lead the demon tribe.

For such a crime, even if Ifatiya really comes back in the future, she will never be able to return to the normal life she wants, and will suffer infamy forever!

Then her more than ten years of hard work and her dream of growing old together with Milaya were all in vain.

"Oh?"

Perlman's eyes seemed to be asking, what qualifications do you have to say that she is not?

The demons in the banquet hall saw two eighth-level demon lords facing each other tit for tat, looking at each other from left to right, not knowing who to believe.

As we all know, Lord Aiteo is the demon who knows the Duchess of Milaya, Ifatia, best in the Posen Demon World.

Her words are believable.

But today the situation has reached this point.

To a certain extent, it no longer matters whether the demon who controls the [Book of Parroni's Grudge] is the real Ifatia.

Many demons began to retreat, wanting to leave the banquet hall.

Perlman did not stop him, but instead signaled his servants to evacuate the demons in the banquet hall today.

It didn't take long before there were only a few people left in the banquet hall who still wanted to see the whole thing.

"Perlman, you keep saying that you want to lead Parrieux. I always admired you at the beginning, but now you want to start with war and dictatorship, and you even hesitate to tarnish Ifatia's reputation. How did you degenerate into this? Look!”

Etienne questioned him, suppressing her anger.

When Perlman heard this, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.

"Aiteo, you are still as naive as ever, because you have not experienced the moment when I felt everything was broken, and of course you will not understand the choice I made at this moment."

He tilted his head, leaning on his cane and talking to Etiou.

"Wrong logic! Wrong is wrong, right is right!"

Atio shouted sharply,

"I really can't understand you, but I will never allow you to lead Huaduparieu and the demons astray!"

Before she finished speaking, twenty-two long cones of ice crystals had already condensed beside her and flew towards Perlman. The magic screen that was originally suspended in mid-air in the banquet hall instantly fell apart and turned into countless fragments under this terrifying magic power.

However, just as her ice pick was about to reach Perlman, it instantly dissipated under the influence of telepathy, and the stone tiles on the floor of the mansion also lit up under Atio's feet.

Seeing the silver light flashing, Ai Tiou's figure suddenly stagnated, being restrained by the invisible shackles of the barrier.

"It seems we can't make sense."

Perlman's expression when he looked at Atio became colder, as if he had seen something boring.

"As long as you die here, she will be Ifatiya."

Ai Tiou's face changed slightly. He felt the restricted barrier of the mansion and knew that this place was not suitable for a war.

"Don't use force in my home."

He raised his cane and clicked it again. An invisible force of thought instantly made Etiou feel that gravity was a hundred times stronger, and cracks appeared on the ground.

Atio clenched her silver teeth, trying to break through the shackles of the barrier, but the next second, another wave of telepathy was exerted on her.

The official action of the two eighth-level demon lords plunged the entire hall into chaos. The remaining demons panicked and stumbled towards the door, knocking over tables filled with delicacies. Glassware fell to the ground and shattered. Some demons were so frightened that they He was as stiff as dust on the ground, and his legs were shaking constantly, as if he had been cast a restraining spell.

However, Perlman didn't seem to want to hurt them. After suppressing Etio, he did not take action again, giving the demons enough time to leave the mansion and even escape further to a safe place.

Until the mansion became almost empty again.

The crystal chandelier above the head was also crumbling, all the fine wine and food on the table fell to the floor, and champagne spilled all over the floor.

"Oh, by the way, Ifatiya also has a daughter, which can prove Ifatiya's identity."

Perlman seemed to have thought of something and said to Etiou.

He strolled over and looked at the embarrassed Etiou, his eyes filled with amusement.

But the absurd thing is that when everything is settled, her daughter will probably not be able to protect herself. She will be drowned out by the curses and will have no chance to prove that her mother is not her mother.

"You dare to harm Hyperion... Don't forget that she has an aunt. Princess Thalia will not let you go!"

Atio gritted his teeth and still stared at Perlman stubbornly.

"Oh? The missing princess?"

Perlman seemed to have read through Atio's mind.

"Instead of hoping for a princess who has not appeared for a hundred years and whose life and death are unknown, you might as well pray that other big demons will stop me."

"You are also a demon with a daughter. How could you do such a thing?"

Ai Tiou's face turned pale, and his hands couldn't help trembling.

She must not lose today, otherwise she cannot imagine what the next situation in Huadu, Posen Palace, and Hyperion will be like.

But at this moment she was at an absolute disadvantage, and Perlman hadn't even seriously made a move to fight her.

All she knew was that Perlman was a mage with primary power and secondary spirit.

The difference between spirit and telekinesis is that spirit controls living beings from the inside, while telekinesis controls living beings from the outside.

For example, mental magic cannot make units that cannot fly take off, but telekinesis magic can control units to float.

Mental magic can often cause some special interference beyond action control, such as mental disturbance, which is something that telekinetic magic cannot do.

And telekinesis can be resisted and broken away through strength, and it is difficult to control warriors. Mental magic can easily control warriors, but it is difficult to affect mages, priests and special creatures with high spell resistance.

Mastering both mental and telekinetic powers at the same time results in an almost irresistible control. It requires both physical and magical attributes to fight Pearlman.

After the real fight, Atio only felt that Perlman was unfathomable and found it difficult to resist his terrifying telekinesis.

"Nigel, do you know what happened?"

During the brief silence, Perlman looked at Nigel, who had been standing there with his head bowed for a long time at the side of the banquet hall.

"..."

Nigel clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands pulsed.

"I have not blamed you for leaving me all these years and even going to the Senate. You are very much like me when I was young, naive and passionate, determined but maybe going in the wrong direction. Be firm, in these years, I hope you can see with your own eyes what kind of existence human beings are."

Perlman once again put his cane behind his back and taught Nigel.

"Nigel..."

Atio originally prayed that Nigel could help him.

Nigel, a seventh-level demon warrior, has strong physical fitness. As long as he is willing to help her, he can be in the front row and fight with her no matter what.

But if you carefully consider Nigel's state of mind, he is also uncontrollably angry and even extremely confused at the moment.

Aiteo only felt hopeless.

The synchronized images on Area 10 of the Posen Demon Realm and the crystal screen in the banquet hall continue.

The curse spreader in the research institute gently touched the magic book with his slender and well-jointed fingers. He kept turning the dark red pages of the book and recited the spells in ancient demonic script in a low voice between his lips and teeth.

Until this moment, the technique was finally completed.

Invisible power penetrated the books, rising upwards like the black mist of an explosion, as if there were thousands of entangled and wailing undead screaming in the ears.

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at the same time.

It's approaching four o'clock.

During the heavy rain, the night in Huadu Parrieu became darker than usual.

The Palace of the Counts of Asturias in the Parrieu 2 district.

Countess Rosalinda looked out the floor-to-ceiling window in her nightgown, feeling something was wrong.

There is a chilling atmosphere permeating the city.

"It's very foggy tonight."

The rain was so fierce that it seemed to dissolve everything in the world into this dark rainy night.

Although a heavy rain warning has been issued, communications on the south coast appear to be temporarily out of order.

She wanted to contact the Marquis de Liseise in the Senate, but was unable to get through for a while.

Looking into the distance, the surface of the Selina River was undulated by the rain, as if it was boiling.