Chapter 433: The Council
In the darkness of the space, there is only dead silence.
Suddenly, a little bright light broke through the space, instantly illuminating the pitch-black space, and then skyrocketed.
Syllable!
When that glimmer of light grew to Fang Yuanzhang Xu, it was directly shattered, turning into a white round table and appearing in this space.
At the same time, the first son of heaven and earth was in turmoil, turning into nine benches clinging around the round table, as if waiting for some important guest.
Wow!
Somewhere in the space fluctuated, a little brilliant fire flickered, and a figure stepped out.
And when this voice appeared, even the temperature in this space increased slightly.
The man had long red hair, a resolute appearance, a faint scar on his right eyebrow, and was dressed in a fiery red robe, exuding a high temperature, and even the space around him was slightly distorted.
The man is the Emperor of Venus Alstrals, Karot.
With the appearance of Karot, the entire space trembled violently, and several spatial cracks appeared, all of which had a powerful aura approaching this space.
A slender man slowly came to the round table, with long blond hair, an elegant appearance, and a soft aura all over his body.
The man is dressed in a wide robe embroidered with delicate vine totems, which seem to symbolize the man's status.
When it appeared in this space, everyone felt an extremely soft aura flowing through their hearts, making people feel refreshed.
This man is the messenger of the Divine Heavens, Charlotte.
On the other side, a man with blonde hair also appeared.
The man's appearance was grim, his eyes seemed to have golden flames flickering, and his whole body exuded a faint golden halo, dispelling the darkness in the space.
This person is the patriarch of the Celestial Wing Clan, Morse.
Suddenly, the first son of heaven and earth was in turmoil, and there seemed to be a clear echo of the waves in everyone's ears, attracting everyone's attention.
A burly figure appeared in front of everyone, exuding a coercion like the waves of the deep sea.
The man was dressed in a purple robe, with long purple hair, and in the center of his eyebrows, there was a looming purple-gold trident rune, exuding indescribable majesty.
This person is the emperor of Neptune, the waves sweep the sand.
But at the moment when the waves appeared, a terrible chill invaded, and suddenly the waves froze.
Boom!
The ice exploded, and a figure in a moonlight robe stepped out, descending into this space like an ice and snow emperor.
This person is the emperor of the moon, cold and bright night.
Just when everyone was shocked by this terrifying ice aura, there was a little bright golden light shining in the dark space.
The sound of ancient Sanskrit echoed in this space, and invisible coercion invaded from all directions, like a long roar at the beginning of heaven and earth, making everyone's hearts flutter.
A slender figure in a green robe stepped out and slowly appeared in front of everyone.
The man's green jade fingers lightly twisted the Buddha beads, his rosy lips moved slightly, and he recited the Buddhist scriptures with a devout face.
This person is a disciple of Buddhism, title page.
At this time, her green jade fingers stopped, looked around indifferently, and said lightly.
"Amitabha, fellow Daoists, this council is not convened to settle old accounts, but to discuss serious matters. β
As soon as these words came out, everyone present restrained their breath and put on a kind appearance.
After all, the nine stars are not monolithic, and there are more or less open and secret battles among the planets, and there are too many grievances and grievances to count.
If it weren't for the critical situation right now, they wouldn't be smirking at each other here.
Without saying anything, everyone came to the round table and sat down, and then turned their eyes to the remaining three benches.
Their eyes all flashed with meaning, making it difficult to see through what was going on in their hearts.
"The magic envoy entered the gossip furnace, which can be said to be a world-class phenomenon. β
"Now that Yi Ke, who is the guardian, is not present, is it time to discuss the punishment?"
Morse's voice broke the silence, and the mockery in his words was clear to everyone present.
The gossip furnace is a piece of fat, and that's something everyone knows.
But this piece of fat is not easy to grab, and they know this.
And now the magic envoy has entered the gossip furnace, but it just gives them a good opportunity to grab this piece of fat.
The atmosphere at the round table became heavy for a while, and everyone was silent, waiting for others to speak.
Of course, they want to nibble on the fat piece of gossip oven.
But they don't want to be the first bird.
"Patriarch Mo, it doesn't seem that the purpose of our meeting this time is this, right?"
Charlotte's voice rang out, and he smiled softly at Morse, but the depth of the laughter was cold.
Of course he understood Morse's thoughts, but now was really not the time to play with them.
Morse's face froze, and he looked at Charlotte with a humble expression.
"If Yi Ke still guards Mercury, then the Demon Envoy will not march to the Bagua Furnace in a big way, or even enter the Bagua Furnace for trials. β
"Because of his nonsense, the gossip furnace incident is now full of storms in the city, and people are panicking. β
"Don't tell me that you don't know what Yi Ke is thinking, he just wants to make the events of the year public, and then stir up public anger and use the pressure of public opinion to force the Interstellar Federation to submit. β
As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present sank, and the atmosphere was extremely low for a while.
Charlotte's face was also a little ugly, and her mouth was also closed and silent.
Suddenly, the crisp voice of the title page sounded, and the tense atmosphere was pulled back in an instant.
"Back then, the Ka clan was planted with undead seeds by the two undead spirits, black and white, and millions of people were controlled by the undead. β
"At that time, the Interstellar Federation was afraid of causing panic, so it issued a secret order to Yi Ke to annihilate everyone in the Ka clan. β
In the end, Kas burned their lives and slaughtered the entire Ka clan. β
"Today, only one child survives in the Ka clan. β
"There were already too many victims back then, and if we continue to mess around like this, how many innocent people will die. β
When everyone heard the words on the title page, their hearts calmed down and sorted out their thoughts.
After all, no one wants to be stained with the blood of innocent people.
Karot sighed and said.
"I don't know why, in the past few years, the minions of the pirates have become more and more arrogant, not only because of the 100,000 mountains, but also because of this gossip furnace. β
"What does it feel like...... It's like training an army......"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was secretly surprised, and there were turbulent waves in their hearts.
Train an army?
"I don't think so. β
The cold voice of the cold night sounded, breaking the previous topic like an ice thorn.
"Minions and pirates have always been secretive, they are used to the darkness and will never expose their whereabouts to the light. β
"Doing so is nothing more than attracting the attention of all the forces in the Nine Stars, which is tantamount to hastening its own demise. β
Everyone nodded their heads in agreement with Han Mingye's reasoning.
After all, the original alliance war had destroyed almost the entire power of the minions of the pirates, and now they simply did not have the strength to form an army.
And now this army led by Ziling is still growing, as long as these big men move their mouths slightly, they will destroy it with a backhand.
"At the beginning, the alliance war almost condensed nearly two-thirds of the combat power of the nine stars, and such a large-scale army drove the minions and five elements to a dead end. β
"So, these messengers are supposed to be the descendants of the remnants of those minions, who want revenge from their ancestors, but they are self-defeating. β
Morse's nonchalant voice sounded, and he said with a look of disdain.
When everyone heard Morse's reasoning, their brows furrowed slightly, and although they had doubts, they didn't know how to refute them.
At this point, he seemed to remember something, and wondered.
"How's Black Iron doing? Is he still alive?"
These words hit everyone's hearts like a shot in the arm, and they woke up one after another.
Recalling the peerless Tianjiao who was invincible at the beginning, my heart was inexplicably ignited with a little fighting spirit.
After all, the impression left on them by Gu Qing at the beginning was too profound, as if engraved in their minds, which could never be erased.
Lang Taosha, who was silent from beginning to end, looked around, saw the look of surprise on everyone's faces, and said slowly.
"What would he do if Black Iron was here?"
The words came to an abrupt end, and there was only a dead silence in the entire space.
Everyone at the round table stared at the waves like ghosts, their eyes full of disbelief.
This news is good news for them, but bad news for some.
But after thinking about it carefully, everyone's faces were directly gloomy.
Because the idea is too naΓ―ve.
After all, the damage to Gu Qing from the alliance war back then was too serious, and the Interstellar Federation no longer trusted Gu Tong.
If Gu Qing really returns, the Interstellar Federation will definitely suppress Gu Qing at that time.
At that point, that's the biggest headache.
That is, when everyone was troubled by this, a rough laughter came from the nothingness.
The rolling sound waves spread out in all directions, and even the space was rippling with ripples, as if some could not bear the laughter.
When everyone heard this laughter, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then they all turned their heads to look behind them, their eyes full of surprise.
I saw that in the space there, a burly figure stepped out, and his steps fell on the void, stepping on countless cracks.
As his thick limbs swung, space debris shattered and dissipated, but it couldn't hurt the man in the slightest.
After a few breaths, the man also came to the crowd and revealed his appearance.
He has short black hair like steel needles, a red armor, a long sword to hang, and a red robe.
The burly figure stood there, exuding a sense of oppression like a giant, making people feel slightly suffocated.
This person is the Tsar of Mercury, easy to carve.