Everyone in the stadium gasped for breath, and the high-level executives, who usually sat in a precarious position and behaved steadily, were now embarrassed like freshmen who had just finished running a five-kilometer cross-country.

"So, is it time to start our council?" asked Speaker Qianli lightly.

Everyone looked at each other, but they all nodded in unison

"Let's talk about the East China Sea operation first. ”

"In this operation in the East China Sea, we lost the ship Giant Elephant of the coastal division, although this equipment can be added, it is still a huge loss. In addition, the deputy commander of the Operations Section, Selin, was killed in this operation, a large number of high-quality sea forces were lost, and the sword of Damocles, the weapon of the king-killing weapon, was detonated in the sea, and it can be said that our sea force was almost completely wiped out. But the truth is that we don't even see a trace of the beast at the scene. ”

"Not at all? The sword of Damocles is no less powerful than a careful nuclear bomb, except that it does not pollute the ocean, and the weapon extracted from the berserk elements and dark crystals extracted from the A-class ghost bones that have survived in the academy for many years can even melt an island. Minister Red said excitedly.

It seems that the blood curse just now did not affect him in any way.

"Minister Red, I have a lot of trust in this mythical weapon jointly created by the Equipment Section and the R&D Section, and I have also experienced the explosion from the experimental video. But the fact is that there was nothing left in the area where the explosion occurred except for the wreckage of the giant elephant's hull and the clothing left behind by the crew after their deaths. The councillor said, holding a transcript full of records.

"The remains of the beast, have they all melted away from the heat in the center?"

"I'm more convinced that they didn't die. Rye Wei said in a regretful tone.

"No, no one can survive in that heat, even if Qi Qi is in there, I don't think he can survive again, let alone a small ghost?"

"Indeed...... At that distance, few creatures survive. If anything survives, then only the god of fire, Phoenix," the councilor seconded.

"What does this have to do with Phoenix? The ghosts must be there because of Qiqi. ”

"You've finally guessed a little bit. Speaker Qianli said

"What do you mean, Speaker?"

"There are some things that would be better for the parties to say. ”

The door to the council hall slowly opened, and two men walked in side by side. A blonde with a standard American face. The other had white hair and blue eyes, and a red trench coat was draped over his body.

"Terson?" someone recognized the cadet's famous A-class executive.

"That'...... What about the other one?"

"The second son of the Spartan family, a descendant of the Florentine demon family, and one of the four newcomers who made a feat in the dream realm last year. Speaker Qianli introduced.

What kind of student is this? If A-level student Terson is the trump card of the cadet, he definitely has a place here. In Gusuri, strength, blood, and rating are supreme.

What about this academy? The status of the B-level executive is almost the top among the newcomers, but it is still much inferior to the A-class, is it because of his family status? It is worth introducing him to the speaker of the parliament.

"There are not many such round tables in Europe, and I believe that even in Gusuri there are higher-level meetings, everyone here said, right?" said Nigel aloud to the crowd in the hall.

He discerned the eyes of the crowd.

"Boy, not everyone has a say here, you know?" said Minister Red with a smile.

"Of course, I know that I have been involved in this council several times in my family, and to be honest, I don't think it's necessary. ”

"Because it's a waste of time! Those who can afford it have already done it, instead of sitting in a circle and discussing useless things like a busy city. He added.

It's so ruthless, it offends everyone when it comes up, and Telsen feels that this guy next to him is really hard to mess with. Didn't those old people just look at him with that kind of questioning? Which student didn't come here for the first time?

"We ...... Let's get back to business. Terson feared that before the council could be discussed, the high-level officials in the room would clash with Nigel.

"These two are the survivors of the S-Class investigation, and unfortunately, we can't be sure of the shepherd's life or death. The councillor hurriedly introduced.

"This ...... Is it only the cadets who survived? I can't understand...... Every time there is a major mission, it is the big people who die, but some of the students survive. There were skeptics in the crowd who asked such an inquiry.

Speaker Qianli closed his eyes and did not speak.

There was a lot of discussion in the field, yes! Whether it was a previous A-level crusade, there would always be some commanders and responsible persons who died in those big events, and almost all of them were familiar faces in the council. But in the end, it was some inconspicuous students who survived.

Deserters? Although it is not said in words, the irony is obvious enough.

At this point, even Terson was a little annoyed.

How will they deal with it? Speaker Qianli squinted at the two men, one big and one small.

"There are indeed familiar faces in the council among the dead, and I admire them, just like Selin, who I vaguely remember the last time he quarreled with me. But one of the things I admire about that guy is that it's very important. Minister Red stared coldly at the questioning voice in the crowd.

"Which of you here, except for the people from the Operations Section, dares to say that they will definitely go to war? Everyone knows that the top leaders of the council either do not go out of action, and when they do, they are responsible for the task of major events. And the mortality rate of such a mission is high. That's why I admire Serin. ”

"In your understanding, it is only the students who die, not those of us who are in high positions?"

"Or are you more afraid of losing your life than the primordial hatred in your bloodline?"

No one could have imagined that the first to stand up was Minister Red. He was the one who talked the most in almost all councils, he had no fixed position, and only relied on his own intuition to judge good and bad.

This time, he was on the side of the cadets.

It was precisely because of his opening that he stopped the impending outbreak of Nigel. The white-haired man didn't mind letting the holy and dignified council chamber see a little blood.

He felt that most of the people here were pedantic and afraid of death, and that they had deceived the mission of the Wu Clan for a long time of comfort.

The questioner suddenly remembered the images he had just seen in the Blood Curse, and he was speechless.

"Alright, I'll tell Nigel and I about the final scene. Telson exclaimed.

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It was a nightmare. A cloud of white light suddenly erupted from the middle of the Giant Elephant's broken hull, and a sword-like pillar of energy shot straight into the sky and hung there.

The shape is like a knight's sword in the West, and the rules are good-looking.

The sharp tip of the sword pointed downward, and there was no set goal, but a shadow was cast on the hearts of all living beings, because the sword was directed towards their souls.

"Let's go. A hand took Nigel from behind.

The white-haired young man stared at the middle-aged man tied to the mast in the distance, he suddenly felt a little pity, death was just a very normal thing for him, as a descendant of the Florentine demon family, he had witnessed countless alternations of life and death.

But the middle-aged man did infect him a little.

Make your final decision in the midst of rain and wind to detonate the sword of Damocles.

The mythical sword descended from the sky, and the pillar of light that soared into the sky spread out sharply from the center of the ship's hull, leaving no grass in its pass. The strongest metals melt at those temperatures.

The black on the deck turned into smoke almost as soon as it took a look. The white-shirted ghost youth fled somewhere.

Terson grabbed the sluggish Nigel and retreated sharply, paddling the paddle board with all his might, and the forbidden realm opened to the extreme.

He was running as far as he could towards the periphery of the blast radius.

An explosion of this magnitude could not be resisted even by a powerful forbidden domain, and the only way to survive was to flee outward.

The young man with his arm clamped was stunned for only a moment before he came back to his senses, and the white flame wave propelled and sprayed backwards, and the speed of the floating board suddenly became much happier.

It's a race to the death.

It's like in the ocean floor.