Lillian stood up, gave me a worried look, and then whispered back to my father, "Yes." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Carmen moved Lilian's chair away, and Lilian began to walk towards the center of the round table. The venue fell silent all of a sudden, and it was clear that this was a serious occasion.

Lillian looked around at the people around her, then closed her eyes, clasped her hands together and began to prophesy.

I saw her palms begin to glow, reflecting on the wall and lighting up the entire chamber. After about ten minutes, Lilian suddenly began to sweat, and then collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, Carmen rushed up to support her and asked in a low voice, "Miss, are you okay?" ”

Lilian opened her eyes with a frightened expression, sweat rolling down her face, clearly not recovering from the prophecy she had just made. It was obvious that the prophecy did not turn out very well, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly dropped to freezing.

"Lillian, what do you see?" Mistress Sterling asked.

"Father, I ......" Lillian struggled to her feet, still looking apprehensive. After she was breathing a little easier, she slowly spoke, "I see the end of the world...... The land was in ruins...... Even the Divine Domain is not immune. I saw the entire land of Megril begin to collapse, and the Divine Domain ...... The Floating Continent fell to the Megril Continent, and few of the Protoss were spared, and the humans on the ground were also fleeing, I ...... I never foresaw such a scenario......"

The result of such a prediction undoubtedly made the atmosphere of the meeting even worse. I looked up at my father, who also looked back at me, and then said to me with a blank face, "The end is decided." In the face of the current situation, even if our Protoss contributes, we will not be able to save such an ending. Lord Dingenier, the Holy Court should do its own thing. The God's Domain does not flow this troubled water. ”

His meaning is very clear, even if we work hard, the end of the collapse of the world is inevitable, since this is the case, then don't waste your efforts, or no matter how good these things are, maybe it can last a few more years.

And his attitude of not caring about himself made me a little impatient. Through the situation just now, I actually understand very well, the big things in this divine domain are basically decided by him and a few people like Lord Sterling. Although I didn't know him very well, he was my father after all, and the words of refusal still made me more unhappy than anyone else.

I took a deep breath, forced myself to suppress my impatience, and tried to say to him calmly, "Lord Dingenier, it is precisely because Miss Lillian foresaw that future that we should work harder to change it now, shouldn't we?" ”

"Do you know how to change it? Does the Holy See already have a way to turn things around? If there is some hope, we Arander will not ignore the Megril continent, but now Lord Dingenniel, do you have a way? You should know more about the current situation of this continent than I do, isn't the Holy Court helpless now? You are not unaware of the current predicament of our Protoss, and we will no longer use the lives of the nobles to fill the bottomless pit of your Holy Court. Besides, we've done enough for your Holy Court, so let's do it for yourselves, my lord. His tone remained flat and cold, without the slightest fluctuation.

My father's words made me feel powerless to refute, and this was what I hated the most about the Protoss, and it was terrifying to be rational in the face of everything.

"If it's going to be destroyed, why don't you fight for it one last time? How do you know if you have lost without trying? As long as there is a glimmer of life, we should not give up. Have all of you forgotten the glory and original purpose of our Protoss? Who was involved in the formulation of the laws of this world in the first place? In the last world-shattering crisis, who stepped up to change the decline? What made us gods? Have you all forgotten? Or have you all forgotten what your identity really stands for for tens of thousands of years, and at what cost? If you have the name of God, you must do the things of God! Otherwise, how can we be worthy of those people in the Nether who have admired and thanked us for generations! Aren't you even willing to pay these costs? "My emotions came up a little and my voice trembled.

Seeing that I was a little excited, my father was obviously a little surprised, he stared at me for a moment, then paced up to my side and whispered in my ear, "The price? I have paid you to the Holy Court, and is that not a big enough price? Somehow, his voice trembled.

My body froze, and my mind suddenly went blank, not knowing how to respond. I never thought he would say such a thing, and I always thought that he was indifferent to children. But at this moment, there seemed to be some kind of emotion in my heart that broke down instantly, something collapsed all of a sudden, and I couldn't control my emotions.

I knew that this time, I had already lost.

The father turned his back and continued, "A glimmer of life? We will not leave others behind wherever there is life, but in the current situation, is there still life? Lord Dingenier, we all know that there is no hope for the future, and there is only darkness. In such a situation, all the rash actions of the Divine Domain are irresponsible to the clansmen. So please also ask Lord Dingennier to forgive us for our difficulties. ”