DKIE CH68.1: Premiere

The members of the two incompatible clans stared at each other.

Although they both had their own opinions about this exchange, shouldn’t the so-called inspection be about visiting the cultural environment, sitting down for a meeting to discuss things, and avoiding disputes caused by racial contradictions?

However, Luka and Dylan had already retreated a hundred steps, leaving an empty space and waiting for them to fight.

The demon clan’s execution was fast.

The captain of the guards had already given the order: “Let the children of the same age fight.”

The Klin Sentry Tower had never had a decent teacher before. Several demon citizens were randomly drafted and inexplicably went to fight with the teachers.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse. All kinds of magic were used, and the scene became a chaotic mess.

Luka calmly cast a barrier to avoid hitting the roadside buildings.

Dylan habitually stood in the shadow of the eaves. The spell, as faint as a mosquito’s hum, was actually infinitely weakening the magic power of everyone present.

Because their magic power was rapidly being consumed, after only a short while, both sides of the fight had almost resorted to the most primitive brawling methods. The elite teachers’ clothes were in disarray, their hair like a bird’s nest. The students’ faces had scratches, and they were so angered by the other side’s underhanded fighting techniques that they were on the verge of headbutting them.

Luka calmly announced the result: “A draw, the exchange is over.”

Then he and Dylan clapped together.

Clap clap clap clap.

The atmosphere on the entire street became very strange amidst the crisp applause.

The faces of several human teachers changed. In the teacher’s battle, everyone had held back, but the students had greatly disappointed them.

The young demons had slightly more injuries, but their fighting spirit was even higher. In contrast, their students were actually the first to tidy up their appearance!

“Damn it, my hair.”

“Quick, look at my face, am I hurt?”

They had clearly received the most advanced education, yet they had fought to a draw with the barbarians. It was simply a disgrace.

Practice is the best way to test the truth.

Next, when Luka mentioned the advantages and disadvantages of both sides, no one jumped out to refute him.

Seeing that both sides had restrained themselves, Luka slowly opened his mouth: “Learning from each other’s strengths and weaknesses is the ultimate goal of exchange, and the environment is the most important factor.”

The same training for combat skills in the Klin Sentry Tower for one day might be equivalent to ten days or half a month in the magic academy.

The same could be said for basic magic teaching. The Klin Sentry Tower could not catch up with the magic academy even in ten years.

The exchange group looked at each other. Finally, a professor walked out, pondering, “Actually, I don’t have any personal opinions, it’s just…”

He frowned and stated the most difficult point: “It’s not enough for just us to agree. The Klin Sentry Tower has a bad reputation. Those parents won’t be willing.”

A place with a notorious reputation. If the academy forcibly pushed for an exchange program, the parents would definitely resist.

The captain of the guards’ eyes showed a hint of mockery. What he couldn’t stand the most was the human race’s pursuit of fame and reputation.

“Reputation…”

Luka thought of the pile of things he had to do, and he just needed a suitable starting point. He composed himself and said, “It’s no big deal, we just need to whitewash it.”

This was definitely the most indescribable exchange activity the professor had ever experienced.

A ten-thousand-year-old bad reputation, could it be washed away just by saying so?

Luka was not joking at all and even quickly gave a solution.

“I will prepare some invitation letters and send them to the major forces and races, inviting them to a meeting.”

“The meeting will be themed on sharing the achievements of network development for all. At that time, everyone can sign some agreements, then establish an organization, and finally form a complete system. Because it will be held in the Klin Sentry Tower, it will be called the Klin Conference, and everyone will have to attend the conference here every year.”

This would become a major milestone in history.

In the future, when people mention the Klin Sentry Tower, their first reaction will be the venue of the ‘XX Conference’.

The people around were all stunned.

“If everyone has a good time at the meeting, we can also take the opportunity to establish a large joint organization with its headquarters here. All races will have to send their people to work here.”

At that time, any rash action could easily turn into a diplomatic incident, and security would be guaranteed.

The professor opened his mouth several times, not knowing what to say.

Indeed, the best way to whitewash a large force is to re-endow it with historical significance and value.

After Iliad killed Alex, his strength was already beyond doubt. With the future development of the network as bait, whether for profit or simply to curry favor, all races would not be stingy in attending a conference once.

Luka finished his general explanation in the most nonchalant tone and asked, “What do you think?”

Dylan was raised by a demonic beast and didn’t understand the intricacies. His eyes were shining, and he just thought it was amazing.

Professor: “…”

The professor still couldn’t speak.

The students next to him had their eyes wide open. Is this how things are handled in the outside world?

So sinister.

Seeing that no one answered, Luka treated it as a default.

“Alright, then I’ll go send the letters,” he asked the captain of the guards to arrange accommodation for the exchange group. “You guys continue to fight and make a fuss. Don’t be polite, just make yourselves at home.”

Civilization comes from the fist.

After speaking, Luka turned and left.

The two groups of forces that were left behind, let alone fighting, didn’t even have a single verbal confrontation now.

The wind on the street blew round after round, leaving only the awkwardness of facing each other.

Inside the sentry tower, the quill pen was looking at the newly formed magic framework as if it were an enemy.

Compared to the previous misshapen framework, this one looked… even uglier.

But he had tried several times, and in the end, only this one was successful. The new magic framework could support a three to four-person network video connection and also uploaded Luka’s newly drawn emoji pack.

For a quill pen with its own pursuit of magical aesthetics, it would be strange if it had a good expression.

Luka glanced at it from a distance as he entered and said, “My condolences.”

The quill pen’s eyelid twitched.

After offering his condolences, Luka unhesitatingly took away the ‘ugly child’ and uploaded the latest version of the magic framework to the space station.

He downloaded and updated it himself first, then poked the Saint and the Elf King from a distance.

Two familiar faces appeared on the screen one after another. The image quality was not very high, but it indicated that the multi-person video call was successful!

“A very good function.” The Saint sent his praise from afar. “Counting the time, the exchange group from the magic academy should have arrived.”

Luka had originally wanted to point out the quill pen’s contribution.

But the other party turned his face away, looking as if he completely disowned his design, as if it were a stain on his pen’s life.

He had no choice but to change the subject and first talk about the morning’s bandit-like negotiation strategy.

The Saint and the Elf King seemed to have serious expressions, but in reality, the corners of their mouths were already faintly curling up. It was only when they heard about the big conference that they truly became a little more serious.

Everyone present was smarter than the next.

No one would hold a meeting and grant benefits to others for no reason. This meeting was definitely not just for whitewashing some reputation.

Sure enough, Luka’s lightheartedness disappeared, and he said seriously, “My goal is only one: to heavily damage the Holy Court.”

He said it word by word, concisely and to the point.

Hearing this, the Elf King’s heart moved. “Unite with other forces to deal with them together? I’m afraid this method is not good.”

That would be a real war.

The Saint would not agree to such a reckless method either. The Holy Court was rooted in the human race. They couldn’t just open the door and let the armies of various races pour in.

“I just want to exchange some things from their hands.” Luka pursed his lips. “If it goes smoothly, this meeting will definitely be recorded in history.”

It would become a new chapter in history in the truest sense, without any padding.

The Saint was combing the ferret’s fur, looking casual, but if one looked closely, they would find that whenever he talked about the main point, his hand would pause for a moment.

Luka continued, “All major historical events need a trigger.”

The meeting was just one part of it. This time, he was not planning to appear himself. The trigger was someone else.

As his voice fell, Luka looked at the Elf King, full of expectation. “Let it burn, King of History.”

The Elf King: “…”

The Holy Court.

Recently, there had been constant turmoil outside. The Life Elixir incident had not subsided with the passage of time, but had intensified.

The inside of the Holy Court remained quiet, and only some young priests felt uneasy.

On this day, on their way to receive priest training, they suddenly saw a group of people walking in the distance. There were men and women, all wearing uniform white clothes, and not a single expression could be seen on any of their faces. They were as light as the clouds and mist in the sky.

The white clothes were all plain, with no symbols representing their positions on their entire bodies. The division of labor in the Holy Court was clear, and someone couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Who are they?”

As soon as the question was asked, they were reprimanded by the leading priest, “Focus on yourselves. What you should know, you will naturally know in the future.”

The group of people in the distance did not turn their heads when they heard the commotion.

They walked barefoot all the way and finally knelt down in unison at the foot of the towering Life Tree.

On both sides of the Life Tree, the Holy Court guards and more than a dozen grand priests stood solemnly.

At the far end, the Saintess was robed in white, her plain hand slightly raised.

The female attendant understood and stepped forward to light the stone platform. In the cold nether fire, a giant altar slowly rose from the ground.

The young men and women who were originally kneeling now walked towards the altar one by one, all lying flat on it, their hands in a praying position in front of them.

The stone altar, which weighed several thousand pounds, was easily dragged by the tree roots below, and the altar, filled with young men and women, began to sink. A moment later, the muffled sound of flesh being pierced came from underground, followed by waves of tragic wails.

The Holy Court army on both sides couldn’t help but tremble when they heard it.

This kind of sacrificial ceremony would happen once every fixed period of time.

As the host of the sacrifice, the Saintess lowered her head, her expression blank.

The Life Tree needed to absorb powerful and pure souls. The souls of infants were pure but too weak, so they could only find promising cultivation seedlings and brainwash them from a young age.

But this was still far from enough.

Without worldly experience, they could at most cultivate to the sixth or seventh tier. When they tried to break through again, they would easily die from the thunder tribulation.

At this time, a grand priest stepped forward and said, “‘Procurement’ is getting harder and harder.”

The Holy Court’s every move outside was now easily over-interpreted.

The Saintess turned her body to face the Life Tree. The branches that had just absorbed the young souls were slightly lustrous.

She closed her eyes and placed her hand on the trunk, confirming that she had not misjudged.

The Life Tree strongly desired Iliad’s soul.

Why such a desire would suddenly arise, no one knew, but the Holy Court had to strictly carry out the Life Tree’s request.

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