Although Lehman accidentally exploded Marash's official office, the Great Lord obviously did not have only one office location. Lehman respectfully followed Marash all the way to another office location in Marash on Sren. The Great Lord obviously didn't care much about the chaos of the tribes watching the battle behind him. He led Lehman all the way into a closed room, and then sat down on a stone platform.

Just as Lehman was about to send a thought wave, a long-lost voice suddenly came to his ears:

"What I want to say next is not to use a thought wave. This room is soundproofed, so let's communicate in a familiar way."

Lehman immediately looked at Marash sitting there with a horror look. The great lord not only changed his previous crazy and cool way of speaking, but also used the method of shaking the air. But when did this guy learn to speak English?! He thought Marash was here to show him off, but what was the situation now?!

Looking at Lehman's expression of seeing a ghost, Marash also felt as if he had angered, his eyes flashed, and he vibrated the air and made a sound:

"You don't think the language of your race is so difficult to learn. When it comes to observations of the races around you, whether it's the fools on Al or the teachers of Nairachim who don't know where to hide, they may not be as good as Tadalin."

After hearing this, Lehman agreed. After all, Tadalin has not only been unknown for so many years, but has also been sending ships to rob around, shouldering the responsibility of Emon, and is definitely very familiar with the surrounding environment. What people say is reasonable. English is indeed not something that is difficult to learn for these ancient races, but the focus at this time is not here, but why Marash avoids Nianbo calls.

"Do you know, Tadalin is a fanatical believer in Emon as a whole, but the great lords of Tadalin have been rational in all ages. I believe you have understood this point now," Marash noticed Lehman's sharp vision, and used his psychic energy to push over a stone table to Lehman as a chair. "So, next, I don't want you to treat me as a madman fool anymore. I will not help you see it as a child who is messing around. Is it okay?"

Lehman sat slowly on the stone platform, looking at Malash with a serious look. The posture of the Great Lord at this moment was completely different from the past. If the Great Lord had acted like the crazy ghost head of the destruction of the empire, Malash at this moment was like a Zen master who was empty in the time of the sage. The comparison was too abrupt, which made him quite uncomfortable.

"This is Emon's will, and it is also the helplessness created by history," Marash said as if he had read Lemon's heart and began to answer Lemon's inner doubts. "Only people with fanaticism and faith cannot lead so many warriors, cannot promote the construction of the fleet, and cannot endure such long years. Under Emon's will, warriors like Nilesha will never reach the top; but on the other hand, this is also the legacy left by the great lords of Tadalin in all ages. Every great lord will use crystal to record their rational voices to help the later great lords neutralize the fanaticism in their bodies. This was also helpless at the beginning."

"Tadalin actually has such a heritage. I have to say, I'm surprised." Lehman finally replied, and he was indeed surprised. Although from a logical point of view, he knew that a complete madman could not be a good leader of such a powerful force, but when he heard Marash tell him that the origin of this was much deeper than he thought, he still felt it was a bit difficult to accept.

"I don't know, and I don't want to tell you what kind of years the ancestors of Tadalin have experienced," Marash said firmly, and it didn't seem like he had left room for bargaining for Lehman. "But the ancestors of Tadalin chose Emon not only because of fanaticism, but for survival. I can tell you this, and what I want to tell you now is that many of your actions threaten Tadalin's survival. Do you understand?"

"The ancestor of Tadalin chose Emon because of his survival?"

Lehman was really shocked. He always thought that Emon had forced Tadalin's ancestors, or that when Emon left, Tadalin's ancestors followed because of fanaticism. However, if you use this word, the rational component in it is really speculation---- Could it be...

"It's that guess. The ancestors chose [the winning side]," Marash quietly answered the question that Lehman hadn't asked in his heart. "Then now the question is, what are you here to do, because so far, although I cannot take action against you under the order of Emon, I am sure until today that you are here to paralyze Tadalin's combat effectiveness. However, from your actions today, you don't seem to plan to do this. Who are you and what are you here to do? Why did Emon order the death fleet to sail and capture you?"

Well, Tadalin is not a religious madman from beginning to end. It seems that although a considerable number of them are religious madmen, Tadalin's leader seems to have maintained a painful cooperative relationship between voluntary and involuntary years...

Emon ordered the Death Fleet to sail and capture him. Although he always felt that it was not a coincidence that he had bumped into Tadalin's fleet, Lehman was still a little scared when he heard the other party's boss confirming the matter with him. However, at this moment, he could not imagine that the key to everything was the Ergouzi who was united with him. He could only think about whether his series of actions attracted Emon's attention. However, after thinking about this, he felt that it was not that his main activities were in Shakuras and several planets of humanity. Unless Shakuras had been monitored by Emon, it would be impossible.

And if Emon really knows everything in the universe, why don’t he just enter Al’s coordinates into the master’s head? Why don’t the large army come up and deal with Narachim, who has a greater threat but overall combat power, it doesn’t make sense. So how did Emon notice him and why?

Lehman was in thought, and Marash did not bother him, and sat quietly until Lehman raised his head again to confirm the conversation array and spoke:

"I also want to know the answer to the last question. The answer to the second question is just as you guessed. At some point in the future, Tadalin's combat power is also a part of the puzzle. I don't really want to mess up Tadalin, and I don't have that much ability either."

"So, you believe that Emon's plan will fail at some point in the future, and you want Tadalin to work hard for Emon's failure, is that true?"

Looking at Marash, who seemed to suddenly transform from a Berserker into a great sage, Lehman felt speechless. He didn't tell him in the game that the great lords of Tadalin were all Oscar winners. This guy actually exposed his Chinese words directly. It turns out that he was a hundred-year-old fairy who should not be underestimated--but since the other party said it, there was no need to hide it. Lehman nodded.

"That's why you jumped up and down inside Tadalin, because you want to support someone who has a certain skepticism about Emon to become the position of the Great Lord and become the helm of Tadalin," Marash shook his head, looking regretful. "Although he is very considerate, I have to say that you are still too young. Although Alanak is a good seedling, he is still too young and too weak at this moment. As for Nuroka, he is brave but not capable of taking up the great responsibility, and that Ginara can only be a sermon. You have done a lot of useless efforts."

Hearing this, Lehman had no urge to roll his eyes. He felt that this great lord, who was regarded as an idiot, saw everything in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. And the meaning inside and outside was as if he was going to cultivate high nuts? However, Lehman thought about it and felt that something was wrong. He said that in the stories he had read, Marash was brutal and frenzy, had no mercy towards Alanak, and was an unconscious idiot for the death of hundreds of Tadalin planned by Alanak...

Could it be...?!Lehman suddenly stared at Marash. Could it be that the things that should happen in the world line he knew were arranged by Marash?!

"It seems that I'm right," Marash was calm. "I don't know how you knew Emon's final plan, but obviously you want to fight Emon, and you want Tadalin to be your help. But unfortunately, I can't be here to violate the mercy of the great lords of all generations and let you continue to mess around, so I'm here to give you a choice, and I'll find a way to create a chance to leave Tadalin, or stay here forever."

Seeing the eyes of the great lord flashing with wisdom and cruelty, Lehman was very calm. At this point, Lehman no longer felt anything to be surprised. After all, this Oscar-level great lord has completely refreshed his understanding of Tadalin, and made him realize that he could never think that a leader of such a large force would be a madman. Any intelligent creature sitting at this level must be considered for his own tribe in the true sense...

Thinking of this, Lehman suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in his head:

"So you won't take action against Alanak, Ginara or even Nuroka, right?"

"Why should I take measures against them?" Marash asked in an instant, without a trace of hesitation. Seeing the suspicion in Lehman's eyes, he added, "If one day in the future, there is really a successor with enough strength and wisdom to challenge me and win, then the position of the Great Lord is naturally his. But before that, if anyone wants to move Tadalin or guide Tadalin on the road of no return, I will not show mercy. Do you understand?"

“Emona………….”

"In the sight of the God of Darkness, you have not reached the point where you can affect his plan, otherwise you would think you can still live now," Marash waved his hand. "You do have something that interests him, but the God of Darkness's plan is above everything else. You have not threatened him, and the things on you have not reached the point where Emon will give up the plan and get it, do you understand?"

Then there is nothing to think about. According to Marash's meaning, he would not allow Lehman to change Tadalin's fate now. It doesn't matter. Lehman had no plan to change Tadalin's fate now. If he did nothing, Tadalin would become a force to resist Emon in the future. He did not come here with active will. And according to Marash's meaning, the great lord seemed to be optimistic about Aranak.

In this case, it would be of little significance to stay here. He has other more effective ways to bring a big surprise to Emon's plan in the future. Since this is actually the case on Tadalin, it should be time to retreat--after all, it would be life-threatening to stay there, but since the other party is so cunning, Lehman would not have believed Marash completely:

"How do you send me out of here?"

"As the next month, a small probe ship is about to explore new raid routes to set off. The captain is my absolute confidant. If you take that boat and leave Sranne's range, I will ask the captain to hand the boat to you, and he will teleport it back by himself."

Lehman nodded, and he said this, and it would be boring to say harsh words.

"Very good. You will stay here one day and one night. I will explain to the outside that you are deeply experiencing Emon's teachings. You will leave early tomorrow morning, and the farther you leave Sren, the better." After that, Marash stood up and left, locked Lehman in that room like he was hiding from the plague god.

Lehman was cautious in the room and after a day and night, when dawn approached, Marash's loyal subordinates sent Tadalin's outfit, and thoughtfully used some ink to make him a full set of fake Emon's Holy Word tattoos, which made Lehman look at Tadalin again--the top leaders of this group of turtle lambs are really deep.

At dawn, Lehman walked out with Marash's subordinates. Outside was the fanatical tsunami of the Tadalins. Lehman keenly captured Nuroka's unbelievable gaze in the crowd, captured Alanak's thoughtfulness, and also captured Ginara's fear--under these three strange gazes, Marash announced in a high-profile manner that the teaching of the God of Darkness had finally succeeded. The descendants of the fallen God had converted to the teachings of Amon, and were going out to perform the first glorious task to prove themselves.

Lehman came to Sranne's spaceport with the greatest cheers of the mountains and seas along the way, and boarded the spacecraft and took off quickly. The pilot also left Sranne's range as Marash had previously told him to leave and handed the ship to Lehman.

Then, Lehman fell out of his coordinates, checked his energy reserves, and began a series of random jumps--he was not sure if this was Marash's trap. He was not happy to install a locator on the spaceship and let him be the leader.

After a quick short-distance random jump, Lehman looked and found that no one followed him. He was about to fly the spacecraft to the nearest human colonial star to change the boat. Space disturbance suddenly opened behind him. Looking at a Tadalin patrol aircraft that had left the jump, Lehman grinned--he knew that there was nothing so cheap.

[You may have deceived the great lord, but you can't deceive me. The stupid descendant of the evil god, you can die in this cold universe today!!!]

The message from Nian Boli surprised Lehman. How could it be the slut Nilosha?!

It was this moment of dazed moment that Nilosha had already flown over two antimatter missiles, and Lehman quickly activated the jump engine that had been accumulating energy into the void.

[Don't think of running!!!] Nilosha's cruiser also entered a jump state to catch up.

"Wait, isn't Tisaros a heavy industry planet? Why, the leap is broken!!!" Lehman, who was leaving the transition near a planet, looked at the green planet in front of him and couldn't help but curse. He was originally aiming at a heavy industry planet of humans. From here, he saw that the planet was green, obviously it wasn't!
Chapter completed!