Xia Xiu's words suddenly made the entire atmosphere dull and depressing.

The members of the visiting group looked at each other, with suppressed anger and deep uneasiness intertwined in their eyes. Obviously, they had too much dissatisfaction with the established fact that the Abyss had annexed the Naga Ring.

However, they have to be careful to hide their emotions.

The Abyss Lord in front of him not only made people fearful for his terrifying strength, but more importantly, the fall of the Naga Ring meant that the Abyss had successfully inserted an anchor point in the Hundred-layer World.

This anchor point is not only the control of the Naga Ring, but also a symbol of the Abyss's authority to directly enter the Hundred-layer World.

Faced with such a situation, the Wizards' Federation cannot but feel threatened, especially those arrogant representatives of world sovereignty.

Axel's hand tightened slightly, and his fingertips unconsciously pressed on the table. His white knuckles revealed the myriad thoughts in his heart.

He was always known for his calmness, but right now he felt like he was walking on thin ice.

After a moment of silence, Axel took a deep breath, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and looked up at Xia Xiu.

His tone was as calm and restrained as possible, but every word was full of temptation and caution:

"What do you...or rather Heaven, want from the Hundred Layers World?"

Hearing this, the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Axel's face with a half-smile.

He folded his hands on the table and leaned forward slightly. His expression was still gentle, but his golden eyes were like cold stars that could see through everything, making it impossible to escape.

"What's the cost?"

The blond young man repeated it, his voice neither fast nor slow, but with a bit of meaning.

He lightly knocked on the table and slowly glanced at everyone present.

"If the Hundred-layer World wants to maintain the current order, it must pay a price - and the size of the price depends on whether you are willing to accept the reality."

After he finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the hall, and even breathing seemed heavy in the air.

Xia Xiu paused for a moment, waiting for their response, but no one in the delegation dared to speak easily.

Several people's fists clenched involuntarily, and even the reflection on the table seemed to reflect the depressed emotions in their hearts.

"I said, this is an opportunity to reshape the landscape."

Xia Xiu's voice sounded again, his tone deepened slightly, and his faint majesty made people feel irresistible.

"In the past, the Kingdom of Heaven has always pursued a policy of not actively intervening in human development within Terra. This policy may have been wise in the past, but now it is increasingly unable to keep up with the needs of the times."

"Terra - and humanity more broadly - is facing a central problem that needs to be solved."

He raised his voice slightly, his golden gaze piercing everyone's heart:

"The problem is - 'the long-standing lag between technological change and social change'."

"The Kingdom of Heaven already has powerful technology, capabilities and knowledge reserves, but -"

The fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven leaned forward slightly and his tone became more forceful.

"This force has not really formed a new system of change in human society.

Why?

Because many of the regimes among them don’t like ‘we’.

You are full of rejection of the Kingdom of Heaven, me, and even the existence of many angels."

His voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting the delicate nerves of everyone present.

"Including you - the Wizards' Federation, the same is true."

Xia Xiu sat upright gently, his tone flowing slowly, but there was no sign of loosening.

"I can tell you clearly that no matter what illusions other factions and angels in the Kingdom of Heaven have, my position is very clear - the Kingdom of Heaven needs to compete for the future territory, and the Administration needs to govern all realms."

His tone was low, with cold determination.

"If you don't have the courage and responsibility to be a helmsman, if you are just slaves of extraordinary power rather than masters, then hand over the rudder to me obediently, and I will control the direction for you."

"In the world of a hundred layers -" he paused and glanced at everyone one by one, "there is no choice for a bystander to stay out of the matter."

Axel felt his heart shake.

His face was no longer simply stiff, it was filled with uneasiness that could not be concealed.

Boom——

At this moment, a middle-aged man in the visiting group stood up.

He is a representative from Caronia, the No. 2 world in the Hundred-layered World, and a burly and powerful wizard.

His name was Gregory Holston. He was about fifty years old. His figure was as broad and powerful as a sculpture, and his shoulders were as broad as a bear's.

His face was sharp and angular, and his deep brown eyes were full of anger.

"You are too domineering, Abraham!"

Gregory hammered the table hard, and the sound echoed in the vast hall, with a thick and powerful roar like thunder.

The other members of the visiting group were startled by his anger. They looked at the smiling fourth sword holder of the Kingdom of Heaven and subconsciously took half a step back.

The reckless Gregory stared at Xia Xiu, tapping his fingers hard on the table in front of him, his voice filled with forbearing but increasingly fierce anger.

"The Hundred-Level World is the Hundred-Level World of Wizards, not the Hundred-Level World of Heaven!"

Gregory roared angrily, clenching his thick fists tightly, with veins protruding on the back of his hands, as if a suppressed volcano was about to erupt.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think you can replace the Wizard Council of the Hundred-layer World? Do you think you are the emperor of mankind!"

Gregory's roar just now still echoed in the hall, and before the echoes dissipated, the air suddenly became tense.

"Crack!"

An almost imperceptible soft sound pierced the air, and in the next moment, Gregory felt an extreme cold running up his spine from behind.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a dark shadow—it was the traitorous snake, Frederick!

The man wearing a black combat uniform with a hideous scar on his left eye had appeared in front of him at some point. The wand was pointed at his forehead mercilessly, and the cold magic power was surging, as if it would happen in the next second.

Directly through his skull.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At the same time, there was a sharp tingling sensation in Gregory's abdomen.

When he lowered his head, he saw that the pair of dragon claws covered with dim dragon scales were already close to his abdomen. With just a slight amount of force, the skin could be torn apart easily, leaving a bloody mess.

That was the dragonborn girl Eveli. Her movements were so fast that no one could react. She stared at Gregory with her scarlet pupils and let out a low, threatening roar.

The surrounding members of the visiting group did not dare to neglect. They raised their wands one after another, and their magic power was concentrated on the tip of the wand, aiming at the two people in front of them.

For a time, the situation was tense to the extreme, and the smell of gunpowder could be smelled in the air.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Gregory's forehead. The drop of sweat slowly slid down and dripped down his cheek on the floor. The flow of time seemed to be stretched countless times because of this.

He could feel the pressure coming from the dragon's claws, and the unabashed murderous intent was like a blade hanging over his life, which could cut through his skin and cut off his breath at any time.

On the other side, Axel Iserys' face was gloomy. He glared at Xia Xiu and spoke in a low and restrained tone:

"Your Majesty Abraham, it is taboo to kill an envoy. Your strength may be enough to frighten the world, but are you really willing to bear the hostility of all wizards?"

There was deathly silence in the hall, except for the sound of the gentle surge of magic power.

"You two, get down."

Xia Xiu raised his hand, his tone was understated, but there was no doubt about it.

Frederick's eyes were as cold as ice. He withdrew his wand, glanced at Gregory coldly, turned around and disappeared into the shadows, as if he had never appeared.

Eveli, on the other hand, stared at Gregory fiercely. She slowly retracted her claws, and finally retreated to Xia Xiu's side. But before leaving, she still let out a hoarse roar, warning him.

The entire visiting group.

The members of the visiting delegation felt chills in their hearts, and many of them swallowed subconsciously.

Xia Xiu, however, acted as if nothing happened, smiled faintly, and set his eyes on Axel's face again:

"Your Excellency Axel, since you have mentioned the big taboo, let this little misunderstanding end here.

I believe you don’t want to cause any more ‘misunderstandings’, do you?”

Axel stared at Xia Xiu closely, with complex emotions surging in his heart - anger, doubt, helplessness, and even a trace of subtle curiosity.

The blond young man in front of him had a gentle smile, but his calm and unhurried tone was like a sharp knife slowly approaching the throat, making it impossible for people to relax their vigilance.

"Of course we want peace."

Axel finally spoke, suppressing the fluctuations of emotion in his tone.

He paused for a moment, took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and then said:

"Since Your Majesty is so clear about your intentions, why not give us a charter directly so that we can understand what you want."

When Xia Xiu heard this, the smile on his face seemed to be a little deeper.

He did not answer immediately, but picked up a beautifully bound document from the table.

The cover of the document exudes a faint golden light and is engraved with complex patterns and symbols. Obviously, this is not just an ordinary document, but a symbol of some kind of crown authority.

"I would like to take this opportunity to express to all sectors the future policy and vision of the Authority."
To be continued...