'These are two 'perfect ones', not two little chickens!'

Isera slowly retreated, her heart filled with fear.

Seeing that the mysterious person who was as strong as her or even slightly stronger as her, being killed so easily brought a huge impact on her soul.

This is the result of Zhong Shenxiu not wanting to kill her.

Otherwise, as long as you speak out that secret, the federal "perfector" will almost come and die.

At this moment, he looked at Martin's body.

After death, Martin's flesh and blood were quickly swallowed by a golden human skin mask, and thin black fluff grew from the ground.

A translucent pale palm stretched out from the mask.

"It is a magical object that Martin has mastered... It is said that most of his great abilities come from it. This mask is very dangerous. If you cannot find a suitable seal, every minute, a skinned vengeful spirit will be summoned... It once caused the deaths of tens of thousands of people..."

Isera looked at Zhong Shenxiu and seemed interested and quickly spoke out the information.

But the next moment, all her words were stened in her throat.

Zhong Shenxiu reached out and grabbed the mask.

The next moment, all the fluff disappeared.

The palm curled back at a faster speed.

All visions and all abnormalities are completely suppressed.

"Forgive me for taking the blame. For an 'Eternal One', our knowledge is so shallow..."

Isera smiled and murmured, half kneeling to the ground to express surrender.

"You are the patriarch of the Nightingale family..."

Zhong Shenxiu spoke slowly.

"Yes." Isera quickly replied, and even decided in her heart that if she could go back alive, she would definitely reward Gross...

...

Jones woke up, wore his pajamas and walked out of the room with sleepy eyes: "Why is it so noisy?"

He saw a well-dressed gentleman in the living room humbly saluting Li Wei, his forehead almost touching the ground.

Almost the moment this man left, a noble lady couldn't wait to squeeze in.

It seemed that words such as "federal", "reform", "army" and other words were reported.

"This is my home, not the president's office..."

Jones muttered, suddenly feeling something was wrong, so he opened the curtains.

Thorn!

Outside the window, there are long black dragons that are endless to the end.

Cars, carriages, bodyguards, army...

People came and went, but they suppressed the sound of not making many sounds, and at most they whispered to each other.

And it seems that they can queue until dark in order to wait for a meeting.

"I must be dreaming!"

Jones pulled the curtains expressionlessly and prepared to go back and continue to sleep.

At this moment, the fragrance blew and a noble lady came over: "Jones? What a handsome young man... I am Isera of the Nightingale family. Our family and the Mojito family have a long historical friendship. I have several daughters, so I can go out together this weekend."

‘Is this… going to introduce my wife to me?’

Jones' expression was stunned: "But... I haven't even brushed my teeth yet..."

...

"Thank you, sir!"

A MP at the level of "Perfect" thanked almost crying: "Thank you for your willingness to continue to maintain the federal government..."

"Of course, after all, I'm also a federal person... Let's let it go when things happened before. I only need all the Federal books and mysterious warehouses..."

Zhong Shenxiu crossed her fingers and said with a calm smile.

Since the younger brothers and sisters have no intention of seizing power, let the Federation maintain this way.

With his own control, even if he loses all overseas colonies, his local area is still as stable as Mount Tai.

Even after a while, it may be even stronger than the Rodrisgian era.

And the reward I received was the thanks of the entire Federation and the supreme power.

No matter what level of top secret he wanted to see or even what materials he obtained, the entire Federation would get it for him.

At this time, he was the most powerful person in the entire federal.

"It seems...it doesn't feel anything."

Zhong Shenxiu sighed and deeply felt the boredom of life.

‘After becoming the ‘Eternal One’, you can travel through the spiritual world at will. You should conduct a good exploration of the spiritual world and... look for the last ascension altar.’

As soon as he thought of this, he thought of the great sage Isriel's warning not to ascend!

"Not ascending? Maybe it's OK. After all, I can live almost a thousand years... I don't know what will happen to me in the main world when the soul life spans here take a thousand years..."

The lifespan of the soul may be longer than that of the body, but it also has its limits.

"But... I'm carrying a curse with the black blood mark..."

Zhong Shenxiu sighed.

He had made up his mind to hold a press conference later.

In this world, he still has to stay for a long time and must make good use of every opportunity to harvest the Tianxiu point.

In addition, you can also pretend to be an identity and try various dot brushing postures.

And when all this is done and the Tianxiu point no longer grows, it may be... ascend!

The black blood mark on the body must be solved!

...

Time flies.

The 668th year of the Federal calendar is a year worth remembering by history.

Although for Byron citizens, tens of thousands of casualties caused by a chemical plant accident is already a shocking case.

But later people discovered that for the entire Federation, this was just the beginning.

The political earthquake, the collapse of countless parliamentarians, the bankruptcy of companies, overseas colonial rebellions, and serious economic crises... are coming one after another, which is dazzling.

Almost not many people know that the reason for all this is just because there is a huge power vacuum at the top and the power of the Federation has begun to be renewed.

Dozens of ancient families have fallen, and more new families are rising rapidly.

One of the surnames was even given a mysterious halo, that is Mojito!

It took only five years for the Mojito family to develop from a local private wine group to a large consortium that spans the entire federal level!

Even the guy who caused all these disasters in secret actually took control of the Federation in secret!

...

673 years of the Federal calendar.

Byron City, outside.

Cocktail castle.

This is a huge manor built by the Mojito consortium.

At this time, countless colorful balloons soared into the sky, and ribbons fluttered in the wind.

The pyramid of glasses built by champagne exudes an attractive atmosphere.

On the lawn in front of the castle, a grand wedding banquet is being held.

Jones Mojito, just today, will hold a wedding with Liliste of the Nightingale family. There are countless senior officials, heirs of the consortium, and secret families who come to congratulate them.
Chapter completed!