The Southern City-Constitution Union is a confederate country composed of ten large principalities and nearly one hundred small countries. Many small countries even have only one city.

The Antalya Warlock Academy is located at the center of the Southern Confederacy and governs all the members of the Southern Confederacy.

The headquarters of the Antalya Warlock Academy, Saint-Gollin City, is also the only giant city in the Southern Confederacy with a population of more than five million.

Inside a hotel in Saint-Gallin City.

Alan frowned and kept thinking in his heart: "What awful, Antalya Warlock Academy did not receive me! Have they made up their minds to solve the great Lord of Steel?"

It had been more than ten days since Allen arrived in Saint Gaolin City. Within these ten days, no one from Antalya Warlock Academy came to contact him. It seemed as if he had completely forgotten him. This made him feel a little uneasy.

Once the Antalya Warlock Academy is determined to kill Yang Ye, the iron master who was fictionalized by Yang Feng, then Allen's situation will become very dangerous. However, no matter how smart Alan is, his time in Saint Gaolin City is too short, with too little intelligence, and he can do nothing at all.

"Mr. Allen, Lord Colum of the Antalya Warlock Academy, asks for a visit."

After a knock outside the door, the waiter's very polite voice came.

Allen's eyes lit up and he stood up and went to open the door.

Outside the door, a formal first-class warlock was wearing a white warlock robe with a silver thread on the cuffs of her robe. A formal first-class warlock, about 35 or 36 years old, stood next to a waitress.

The young warlock smiled and said, "Are you Allen? I am Colon of the Antalya Warlock Academy."

"Mr. Colun! I am Allen!" Allen pressed his right hand on his chest, bent down slightly and saluted at Colun.

In the Durant subcontinent, except for the formal warlocks, the other warlock apprentices must ritual when they see formal warlocks. This is a necessary etiquette. If this is not done, some narrow-minded warlocks will even take the initiative to kill those guys who do not understand etiquette.

Coren smiled and said, "Please come with me! Lord Bletz wants to see you!"

A flash of shock flashed in Allen's eyes and said in a dismay: "Master Bletz! Is it the scarlet hand of Lord Bletz?"

Scarlet Hand Bletz is an extremely powerful third-level warlock in the Durant subcontinent. He once destroyed a small country of mortals alone and killed two terrifying existences of third-level warlocks. He is also the first strongest man below the great warlock in the Antalya Warlock Academy, and the most hopeful person to advance to become the top strong man with great warlocks.

The big figures Alan had met before were only a first-level warlock. Now that he could see the third-level warlock, he was naturally shocked and excited. The third-level warlock is not an existence that a small figure like him can see just by saying a word.

Coren smiled and said, "That's right, it's Lord Bletz, the Scarlet Hand!"

Allen calmed down for a moment and said politely: "Then please please lead the way by Lord Colun!"

Under Colon's leadership, the two came directly to a wide conference hall in Saint-Gorlin City.

As soon as Allen stepped into the chamber, he saw a second-level warlock with a terrifying aura sitting on both sides of the chamber. On the main seat of the chamber, a middle-aged man wearing a scarlet warlock robe with three silver threads tattooed on his robe. He looked like a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old and had silver hair last year.

As soon as Allen saw the eyes of the middle-aged man with silver hair, his body shook, as if he had seen two dazzling suns, his eyes hurt violently, and his whole soul was shaken and almost collapsed and shattered.

"So terrifying! Is this the strength of a third-level warlock? It's so terrifying!!" Allen was so troubled that his heart was filled with shock and fear. He knew very well that the scarlet hand Bletz didn't even need to do any means. He could kill a third-level warlock apprentice like him with just one look. This is the strength of the top warlock in the Durant subcontinent.

A second-level warlock sitting next to the chamber waved his hand, and a rainbow-colored light enveloped Allen.

Only then did Allen feel much better and breathe a sigh of relief.

Bletts looked down at Allen and said indifferently: "Allen, what do you want to do when Yang Ye sent you here?"

"Are you Mr. Bletz, the Scarlet Hand?"

"yes!"

Alan said neither humble nor arrogantly: "The great Lord Yang Ye, the Lord of Steel, sent me here in the hope of replacing the Principality of Feindero and the Principality of Senarus, based on the territories of the two countries, establishing a new Principality, inheriting the rights and obligations of the two major principalities, and serving the great Antalya Warlock Academy. The great Lord of Steel, Yang Ye, can show you the strength, as long as you nod your head and agree. We can destroy all the resistance forces of Feindero within one month."

"Destroy all Feindero's resistance within one month, what a big tone!"

"No, maybe he can really do this! Kenny and Abani are all dead! James was also seriously injured, and half of his body is said to be broken."

"However, he actually wanted to swallow the Principality of Feindero and the Principality of Senarus. Yang Ye's appetite is really big! He can't get a Principality of Feindero. He actually wants the Principality of Senarus. What a greedy guy."

“…”

Hearing Allen's words, the second-level warlocks in the chamber began to whisper.

The fluctuations of spells were filled with the chamber, and the words of the second-level warlocks Alan couldn't hear them at all.

Bretz said coldly: "Impossible! The Principality of Feindro and the Principality of Senarus cannot be handed over to you."

Allen smiled slightly and said, "If all the lords of Antalya Warlock Academy are unwilling to hand over the two priests to us, Lord Yang Ye told me that we can only choose to surrender to the Wild Claw. I believe all the lords of Wild Claw will support us in taking down the two priests."

"Wild Claw! Damn it, it will be troublesome if he surrenders to the Wild Claw!"

"This guy actually wants to surrender to the Wild Claws, what a bastard!"

“…”

The second-level warlocks in the chamber stared at Allen tightly, their eyes full of anger.

The Wild Claw is the mortal enemy of the Antalya Warlock Academy. The two sides have fought for many years, and countless warlocks have fallen in the hands of both sides. Both sides are irresolved dead enemies. Now that they hear that the Lord of Steel Yang Ye actually wants to surrender to the Wild Claw, they are filled with anger and murderous intent.

Bletts' voice suddenly became extremely cold and brought a hint of cold murderous intent: "Are you threatening me?"
Chapter completed!