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Otherwise, just based on that attack, Tulip would inevitably be forced into her liberation stance.

Miracle Troop Types belong to existences protected by various laws.

But their power is too overwhelming, so on ordinary days, they mostly maintain their unliberated Heroic Level state and conceal their true forms.

Just like Tulip now, her mortal appearance is actually just a layer of special illusion.

If Tulip, in her Heroic Level state, were to be killed, then her liberated form would emerge, like a second life.

"Oh dear, how dangerous, you almost chopped me," Tulip mocked.

"!!!"

This mockery made Tulip, who had always been in a high position, extremely uncomfortable.

Haitang managed to be a powerful squadron leader under the Immortal Hawk Duke Micia, while she was merely at Master Level. Tulip's strength was even greater than Haitang's; saying she was one of Count Thorn's lead generals wouldn't be an overstatement.

"You called me garbage."

What do you mean by 'quite garbage'? Tulip asked Lyon, puzzled, "Why?"

Lyon, not revealing his killing intent, made it difficult for Tulip to make another move. She could only continue to converse with him, while casually trying to extract some information.

"The literal meaning," Lyon replied.

Although Lyon held life in contempt, he was a very elegant person.

Because of his impeccable demeanor, Bailuo had always treated him as a butler, a gentleman, and a noble for his training.

Of course, Lyon's elegance was of a completely different style to that of the Lord of the Birch Trees.

The latter's smile gave off a chilling vibe, but as for Lyon's smile...

It was one of superiority, a look from the strong down to the weak, not taking her seriously at all—full of mockery and sarcasm!

"This city is riddled with filth; as its governors, you've turned it into a hell on earth," Lyon stated.

Lyon: "All the rulers here are garbage, and you are a ruler too. It seems there's no difference between you and them."

"Nonsense!"

Tulip was aware of the Ancient City's situation, but the problems here were much more complex than what Lyon had described: "You don't understand anything at all. Do you think just by seizing the Ancient City you can do whatever you please? Ridiculous!"

"Even if you take this city, it's relationships are intricate. Both the Lord of the Birch Trees and the Lord of Darkness covet this place," Tulip conveyed.

"If you really want the city," Tulip suggested, "you could have your master conduct diplomacy with his majesty, my ruler."

"It's just a piece of territory, in the eyes of such great beings, it's nothing at all!"

This was indeed the case.

Provinces are useless. If someone wanted to take over the Ancient City, Count Thorn would probably just hand it over to them.

But as one of the Seven Kings of the Iron Eagle, every action he took had to be accountable to the alliance.

Trading it was one thing, but giving it away for free was definitely out of the question.

This was also the biggest disadvantage of the alliance; if Bailuo were to join the Azure Duchy, then Bailuo's territory would become a public asset. To cede or trade it, he would need the approval of other alliance members before it could take place.

If Bailuo wanted to obtain the Ancient City through diplomatic means, the only way would be to turn hostilities with the Iron Eagle Kingdom into peace.

Moreover, it would take too long.

If we had to wait that long, the Holy Convention would already be upon us.

"Did you bring an army with you?" Tulip inquired.

"What?"

Lyon's sudden remark left Tulip confused.

"Somewhat disappointed," he said.

Bailuo had tasked Lyon with two things: the first was to take down the Ancient City and cleanse it.

Lyon claimed that he had almost completed the task, as thousands of living dead had nearly wiped out everyone worth killing in the city.

There was no need to worry about the Ancient City turning into a dead zone after its capture.

Bailuo's demand for the Ancient City was never about the people living in the Inner City District and Upper City District but rather those in the Lower City District, and even the refugees outside the city.

It was the slaves and refugees who were going to be the bulk of Bailuo's newly acquired population.

"I won't strike at you for now," Lyon said, and beside him, he opened a swirling fog vortex leading out of the Ancient City, "Go and bring the army over."

Bailuo wanted the People of Yatun to witness the power of the Thorn Army, their extraordinary, transcendent, and heroic might.

Only then could they accumulate experience against enemies and not suffer losses in the future.

Once the Holy Covenant was signed, Yatun would face a long period of steady development.

Unable to wage war for an extended time, the People of Yatun might even lose sight of their targets.

Therefore, Bailuo had to provide the children with a direction for progress, to give them enough motivation!

"Are you kidding me?!" Tulip felt insulted, and at that moment, she didn't care who Lyon was: "Since you initiated the war of aggression, according to the Holy Covenant, Thistle Province is entitled to deploy forces of Heroic Level and above!"

"No matter who you are!"

The knight sword in Tulip's hand suddenly burst into a golden light: "Get out of the Ancient City!!"

"Boom!"

The golden light shot up to the sky, and Lyon, along with the half of the cemetery behind him, turned to ashes under the force.

But it wasn't over yet, the golden energy continued to advance, crossing nearly 20 kilometers, piercing through building after building, until it landed on the far-off sea, where it then rose up into a golden mushroom cloud.

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"..."

A huge fissure remained in the south city district of the Ancient City after the golden light dissipated.

The shocking scene made countless Nightmare Monsters and Blood Moon Hunters who were watching from afar or happened to share the same dreamscape tremble with fear.

"Whoa, who did this?" Hailbo, flanked by siblings Ireina, raised his magic wand, and they instantly teleported on top of a roof.

"This!!" Flai gawked at the ruined city and the mushroom cloud rising from the distant sea: "What a terrifying power..."

His worldview was utterly overturned, and his definition of power was greatly elevated by Tulip's strike.

Not just him, all the People of Yatun felt Tulip's oppressive power.

"You want to fight!" Tulip, standing on the edge of the ravaged cemetery, looked extremely grave: "Fine!"

"I, Marshal of the Kingdom Tulip."

Tulip put down her knight sword, her expression somber and stern: "Hereby! Formally declare war on you!"