Chapter 39: Ancient Races, Gods' Bet
Master Yi was slightly surprised, this kind of history should have been hidden, how could even a guard guarding the city gate know about it?
Compared with the Holy See of Light, which has existed in this land for tens of thousands of years, the history of Demacia's existence is indeed very short, but the term puppet regime is not appropriate, after all, the Federation of Demacia is a legal federation that has been voted on by the Valoran Federal Assembly, and the War College, as the initiator of the Federal Assembly, naturally also voted for it.
However, at this moment, Master Yi is not interested in arguing with a few little guards about the rights and wrongs of the problems left over from history, the main purpose of his visit this time is to meet the high-level of the Angel Legion, and now he is only coming forward to fight for a reason, "Ordinary civilians, not fish and meat!" βγ
"Pull this old guy into the queue over there, and clean him up later!" The captain of the guard squad saw that Master Yi was silent for a long time, thinking that this old man had already confessed.
"Let's go!!" Hearing this, a guard stood behind Master Yi, stretched out his right hand and pushed him hard.
The guard felt like he was trying to push a mountain, and not only did the old man in front of him not move, but the force of the shock made the guard feel like his wrists were about to break.
"Oh, old fellow, you dare to plot against me!" The guard grinned and flicked his wrist, then pulled out the long knife at his waist and pointed it directly at Master Yi, and several accomplices beside him also drew their weapons when they saw this.
"Call out the head of the Angel Clan in your city and tell him that the old man from the War College is visiting!" Master Yi still maintained the grandmaster model, and in the end he still didn't make a move against a few small guards.
Before Master Yi explained his identity, no one thought that this inconspicuous bad old man in front of him would be from the War College.
At this moment, he showed his identity, the guards in front of the city gate and the masses looked at this old man with completely different eyes, although the old man in front of him looked old and decrepit, but he was holding a purple long sword, the light green robe was windless, and his body naturally exuded a momentum that was not angry but mighty, and it looked like a master of the world.
At this moment, it is very embarrassing to surround Master Yi's several guards with weapons in hand, go up and cut people? Can't! Put the knife away? It's a shame! So they began to look at each other, and finally turned their eyes on the squad leader for help.
The captain of the guard squad rolled his eyes slightly, and immediately changed his face, he threw the branding utensils in his hand into the brazier, and then pretended to snort, walked in front of several soldiers and Master Yi, and shouted: "What are you guys still doing in a daze?" Why don't you hurry up and put your weapons away!! β
Several soldiers hurriedly put their weapons back into their sheaths, gave a slight salute and retreated behind the squad leader.
"Sorry!! The subordinates have eyes that don't know the boulder peak, which disturbs the distinguished guests, and I hope you don't blame you!! The captain of the guard squad also bowed lightly and began to apologize to Master Yi.
Master Yi didn't pay attention to the captain of the guard squad who apologized in front of him, and still kept his eyes on the child who was restrained on the ground by the guards.
The captain of the guard team threw a look at his subordinates, and the guards who grabbed the child's hair quickly let go of their hands, and the child wiped his tears and ran back to his mother's side in the corner, hiding behind his mother, and the child secretly showed half of his face, and secretly looked at the strange old man who temporarily saved his group of people, and when he found that Master Yi showed a faint smile at himself, the child retracted his head in fright and completely hid in his mother's back.
After that, Master Yi rejected the proposal of the captain of the guards to invite him into the city, he found a chair from the city gate, lifted the front hem of his robe, and sat in front of the city gate with a golden sword, frowning and looking in the direction of the city wall.
The crowd of onlookers entering and leaving the city had already been dispersed by the guards, and only the group of seven or eight people waiting to be tortured were still left at the base of the city wall by the guards.
At this time, the captain of the guard squad had already run into the city to inform the person in charge.
After a while, a heavily armed procession of about 500 people came out of the city, led by a thin young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks.
When the young man came to the city gate, the group of civilians standing at the corner of the city wall quickly fell to their knees, kept kowtowing, and kept repeating: "See His Highness the Son of the Messiah, the radiance of the original God and your mercy will always favor the Holy Continent!" β
One by one, all the guards guarding the city gate knelt on one knee and touched their chests with one hand, giving the young man a noble and sacred salute.
Scott's chin was slightly upturned, he was very satisfied with his current status and rights, and he was accustomed to taking in the humble image of everyone with a proud look until ......
He saw the old man still sitting in the chair, with a green robe and a long beard, and Scott's heart "soared" with angry flames.
"Humph!!"
With Scott's cold snort, the captain of the city gate squad beside him, who was bowing down and accompanying him, shuddered violently.
As if he understood what his master meant, the squad leader trotted to Master Yi's side and whispered: "This senior, although you are an envoy from the War College, but this Lord Scott is His Royal Highness the Holy Son of our Holy Empire, and he is also the Mass of our Holy See, and the most likely candidate to take over the position of Pope of the Valoran Continent in the future. β
"Holy Son? That's the godson of the angel clan? Then he is not worthy of me to come to the ceremony, I have come to see his master, you can tell him to go back. Master Yi stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, glanced at the city without missing a trace from the corner of his eye, and said lightly.
Master Yi didn't speak loudly, but it still spread around the city gate, at least Scott and the 500-man guards behind him could hear it clearly.
The captain of the guard squad was so frightened by this sentence that he was shocked, he turned his head and met Scott's cold and cruel gaze, he knew that if he didn't do something at this moment, he would sooner or later be disposed of by the vicious and murderous Scott, as for the bad old man in front of him, he would die if he liked to die, and it was the king to protect himself.
"Old thing, I respect you as an old-timer from the War College, so I have been courteous to you and give you face, but it doesn't mean that Lao Tzu is afraid of you!! Brothers, come over to me!! The Captain of the Guards roared and drew his weapon.
Hearing the news, more than 20 guards at the city gate quickly surrounded the place, and the bright spears and knives pointed at Master Yi, who was still sitting in the chair.
The Captain of the Guards glanced back at Scott's attitude, and found that his eyes were still cold.
Although the team leader was very afraid of the legendary War College, he was even more afraid of His Royal Highness the Holy Son behind him, and after gritting his teeth, the team leader shouted: "Do it!" β
More than 20 city gate guards did not hesitate to carry out the captain's order, and a sharp blade stabbed at Master Yi, who was sitting upright in his shirt.
A purple cold light waved, "Ding Dong ~", "Ding Dong ~"
All the blades that stabbed at Master Yi were broken into two and fell on the granite-paved roadbed, making a crisp sound.
The Captain of the Guards' eyes widened, and he swore that his eyes never left the old man sitting in the chair, but he just didn't understand how the other party could cut off the weapons of a group of guards in an instant, and not hurt a single person.
What should I do? Now only he is left with the blade in his hand, although the old man did not hurt anyone just now, but if he can't keep the next one, it is time to kill and stand up, do you really want to rush up to die? Just when the captain of the guard squad was at a loss and didn't know how to continue, a slow and crisp applause came from behind him.
"Pap, papa~"
Scott applauded, walked past the squad leader, walked in front of Master Yi, and said, "It's worthy of being a person from the War College, it's amazing, it's really amazing!" β
"But......" Scott's words changed, and his eyes became extremely harsh.
"Do you think that you alone can go wild here in the Great Holy See of Light in my Holy Empire?? How bold you are!! Now give me a kneeling to confess your sins to my Lord, and I may no longer care about your impudence today. Did you hear that? Scott turned his head slightly to the city behind him without a trace, and after seeing that there was nothing unusual, Scott's heart was more confident, and his body was more straight.
"Jumping clown!" Master Yi didn't bother to talk to Scott at all, and after coldly throwing this sentence, he lowered his head and began to look at the long sword "Ghost Dream" on his lap.
Scott's face turned from blue to white, and then from white to red, and the veins on his neck bulged violently, and he roared angrily, "What are you all doing here?? Capture him for me, remember!! Catch alive !! β
It's not that Scott is kind to him, but that he is so angry that his chest is about to explode at the moment, since he became the Holy Son of the Angel Clan, the Messiah, he has spoken the same thing in the entire Vantigan, and has the right to kill and kill the common people. Because there is an angel clan standing behind him, no matter how tyrannical he is, no one will dare to oppose him.
But Master Yi's ignorance of him reminded Scott of the insult to him by another person from the War College, the former general Chen Yin of Demacia, who had also mocked him with this kind of look and tone after he went on a killing spree in front of the palace, and Scott, who was kneeling on the ground at that time, was even so frightened that he peed his pants, this shame made Scott unforgettable for the rest of his life, so he decided to torture the old man from the War College in front of him first, and then kill him with his own hands, cut off his head and send it to the War College, It is best if Chen Yin can receive it in person, only in this way, Scott feels that he can eliminate the anger in his heart and forget the history of humiliation.
The 500 escorts who accompanied Scott to the city gate immediately formed a formation of 100 people after hearing Scott's order, and the soldiers in the front row approached Master Yi little by little with huge shields.
"Alas......" Master Yi sighed softly, and his body finally left the chair.
The soldiers who gathered around thought that Master Yi was going to escape, and the highest-ranking officer among them shouted, "Don't let him escape!" The giant shieldman seals off the space! The upper rope in the back row, the net, His Royal Highness the Holy Son said, you must catch it alive!! β
The giant shield hands formed a ring and sealed Master Yi in the center, and dozens of lassos were thrown out from behind, and a huge net also fell from the sky.
A pale green figure passed through the gap between the huge net and the falling rope like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed the encirclement of the 500 soldiers, and with a slight touch on the head of the colonel who gave the order, his body flew straight up, jumping towards the head of the city that was 100 meters high, and finally he stopped on a battlement at the head of the city.
"The two of you have been hiding here for a long time, and you know that those ordinary people will not be able to stop me, but you still have to wait to see them die?" Master Yi held a sword in one hand, his long beard fluttering, and his figure standing on the battlements was as majestic as an immortal outside the sky.
On the city wall, there were three twelve-winged figures shrouded in a hazy white light, and behind the two of them stood more than a dozen ten-winged wise angels.
The three Seraphs who came to the city were "Lemuel", "Shahril" and "Lucifer", because Michael received a summons from the Lord God, he temporarily returned to the Kingdom of God with the other three Seraphs, and the three Seraphs who remained here did not dare to be careless after hearing that the visitors from outside the city were messengers of the War College, and the three of them came here at the same time.
"Who are you?" Lemuel asked lightly.
"Vice Dean of the War Academy, Yi Wuji! What about the predecessors of the three angels? How do you dare to ask what to call it? Master Yi bowed his hand slightly, but replied with dignity.
"Judgment Seraph, Lemuel!"
"Soul Angel, Shahril!"
"Holy Light Seraph, Lucifer!"
Lemuel, Shahril, and Lucifer spoke one after another.
"Emissary of the War Academy, have you come to our Holy Empire for something?" Shahril asked.
"Originally, I was just looking for an answer to a divine revelation, but now I have a few more questions to ask." Master Yi said slowly.
"Speaking of which, your War College should also belong to the human realm forces of our angel clan, and we allow you to ask your questions!!" The last one to speak alone was Lucifer, since the last time he was severely injured by Chen Yin, Lucifer returned to heaven to heal, after the treatment of the Lord God of Light, Lucifer not only recovered from his injuries, but also greatly increased his strength, and his current combat power should be second only to Michael, even compared to Gabriel, who ranked second among the Seraphs.
"First question, Demacia has been occupied by you, as you advertised to the outside world, this land did belong to you ten thousand years ago, so I won't say anything about the ownership of the land. But what does it mean to you to the people who live in this land? What will happen to them in the future? Master Yi pondered his words and asked.
"Whoever believes in my Lord will have eternal life and enter the kingdom of heaven!!" Shahril said with his arms outstretched and a holy expression.
"Those who do not believe in our lord will be judged and fall into hell!!" Lemuel spread his palms and said, blue thunderbolts appeared in his palms.
Master Yi's brows furrowed again, and the commotion under the city walls also caught his attention again this time.
Master Yi tilted his head slightly and looked at the city, the seven or eight people in the corner of the city wall were once again pressed to the ground by the guards, and the brazier and the soldering utensils were also held in Scott's hands by himself, he was pointing at the guards and scolding something, and kneeling in front of Scott was the previous pair of mother and son, after Scott scolded a lot, his eyes were ruthless, and the soldering tool in his hand pressed the mother's right eye, and the crystal-like eyeball was directly evaporated into gas by the high-temperature soldering iron, and the right eye instantly became a terrible hole, The mother screamed and fainted, leaving the child to throw herself on his mother's body and cry.
Scott laughed out loud with a hideous look on his face, and he picked up another soldering tool again, and was about to press it down on the back of the child's head.
"So, what about the people below? Are they your believers or are they unbelievers? Master Yi flicked the index finger of his right hand, and a sword qi burst out of the air and shot under the city wall, seeing that the target was the location of Scott's head.
Lucifer's body moved, and he also flashed to the head of the city, and with a wave of his hand, a thin white pillar of holy light followed up with Master Yi's sword qi.
After the pillar of holy light collided with the sword qi, it made a loud noise, and a powerful shockwave quickly spread around the city gate, blowing Scott and all the guards, as well as the seven or eight people who were being tortured, to the ground.
With the support of the guards, Scott, who stood up tremblingly, was about to scold, but when he looked up, he saw the twelve-winged figure shrouded in a cloud of white light, as well as the old man of the War College who he thought had escaped before, both of them looked at him coldly at the head of the city, Scott's heart was cold, knowing that it might have been the Seraphic Lord who saved his life just now, he was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lucifer to thank him.
"Under the gods, they are all ants. Since you are an ant, you must have the consciousness of being an ant. Ants of faith, we don't mind giving them power and wealth; Those who have no faith or whose faith is not pure enough are all sinners, and of course they must bear shame!! Lucifer looked down at the group of soldiers and civilians below who were kowtowing like garlic, and said with a calm face.
"It's just nonsense, what happened to you who once escaped from the Valoran Continent? Why is it so ruthless! Have you forgotten your former glory? You were the savior of mankind and the enlightener of the ancients, and the inscriptions of the War College are still engraved with the teachings left to mankind by your eight ancient races! Master Yi looked at Lucifer in disbelief, and some of the ideas he had once insisted on in his heart seemed to be shattered little by little.
"Hehe, the battle between the gods is too shocking, the ancient race is nothing more than the servants of the gods, and the gods turn the uncontrollable battle into a controllable fight between the servants, which is just a form of entertainment." Shahril spoke.
"However, it will be boring if the servants fight each other for too long, so we need some fresh things to improve the taste of the gods, after all, no matter which continent plane, the original natives are ants, and the ants are too weak, whether the gods go to crush them or manipulate them, they can't be interested, it's better to watch the ants fight each other after a little cultivation." Lemuel added a few more words.
"Therefore, the War College, on which you are so proud, has become a playground for the gods. Missions like the War College abound in all planes, and we help the ants to achieve spiritual enlightenment, and you, under the guidance of our servants of God, teach the ants all kinds of knowledge and combat skills, so that their battles and battles will be more exciting! This is what our masters are asking for! Shahril smiled and continued.
"The final victory after the fight will determine the belonging of more planes and beliefs, and it is also a pleasant and delicious dish on the gambling board of the Gate of the Gods. So, stop being naΓ―ve and delusional and always claiming to be disciples of ancient races and gods, your War College is nothing more than an experimental product of ants that we have cultivated. Lucifer finally spoke.
This paragraph after paragraph pierced people's hearts, bombarding the little bit of persistence left in Master Yi's heart to pieces.
Master Yi's face was pale, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and the collapse of faith made Master Yi have a will to live and die.
He slowly raised his right hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, and pulled out the "Ghost Dream" inch by inch, and the scabbard fell to the ground with a clang.
"I became famous with my sword, and I stood by my sword; Today, with the three-foot sword in my hand, I will slash the traitor and slaughter the rebels, and destroy the vanity!! β
One after another, the purple sword light spread in an arc with Yi Wuji as the center, slashing in all directions.