Book 8 Chapter 38 The Divine Meeting
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Three days later, the meeting was held as scheduled.
Early in the morning, Durand walked out of Fort Goro, for some reason, the sky was a little overcast today, and the atmosphere in Fort Grosan was even heavier.
Lawrence stood in front of the gate of the castle again, looked at Duland, and said in a low voice, "You have really made a decision?" ”
Lanzi stood beside Lawrence, the girl's eyes were red, and there was sadness, incomprehension, and even a hint of anger in her beautiful eyes.
She also stared at Duland, waiting for his answer.
Durand smiled calmly and said, "I've decided." ”
"Holy! That night, you just walked away! Lawrence sighed heavily, his thin body trembling slightly, and he scolded in a voice that only he could hear: "If you have to come back, you are a fool at all!" ”
"What about the Queen?" Durand looked left and right, but didn't see the queen or Catherine.
"In the room." This time it was Lanzi who spoke, she wiped a handful of tears, glared at Durand and said, "You made such a stupid decision, do you want your mother-in-law to take your daughter to see you off in person?" Watching you go stupid? ”
Durand nodded and said nothing, and left Fort Grolo with a calm expression.
Walking on the streets of the Yongzhan Fortress, Durand walked all the way to the uppermost city of Mao City, he did not deliberately hide his tracks, and the battle mages around him couldn't help but whisper after seeing him, with different expressions.
"That's the knife wielder."
"It's also a godslayer."
Out of consideration for the preservation of a part of Sendelow's vital force, Manus had ordered. A significant number of battle mages are required to remain in the fortress and not to fight. There is no shortage of strong people among these people. There are even quite a few who came here from enemy war zones.
But even the strongest of them have to admit that Duland's strength belongs to another level entirely, a level that they can only look up to.
And this strength may come to an end today.
There have been a lot of rumors about Duland, and it's no longer a secret that his sword is a dwarf restraint and vital to war. As a result, the conflict between Durand and the two gods broke out on the night three days ago. There is finally a reasonable explanation.
People look at Duland, whether they see him as a heroic knife bearer or as an evil god killer, and their eyes are more or less regretful, because today, it is very likely that Durand will lose his knife.
Durand turned a deaf ear to all the chatter and made his way to the Hall of the Divine Council.
When I walked into the hall. Durand saw Nightwing who also came to the meeting, in less than three days, Nightwing lost weight several times, she has always been strong, she quietly clenched her fists the moment she saw Duland, and she didn't notice that her nails pierced her palms.
"You're really dead?" Nightwing asked sharply.
The battlemages in the fortress only knew that Durand might lose his sword today.
Nightwing knew that losing the knife could mean losing his life!
"Duland, why did you promise Manus? You don't want your daughter to be able to speak yet. Losing a father? Are you an idiot?! Nightwing grew louder and louder, and at the end he was utterly yelling, "What should I do if you made such a decision?!" ”
The choice she faces is really too difficult, and she should respect Duland's decision. Or is it to save Duland's life anyway?
Durand thought for a moment, but didn't know how to answer. Eventually grinning, patting Nightwing on the shoulder and saying, "Don't do anything stupid. ”
The Divine Council Hall is not large, and in terms of scale, the Divine Council is just a small meeting with a maximum of more than ten people.
When he walked into the hall, Durand was now almost everyone, and there were eight pillars in the conference hall, representing the Seven Elemental Gods and Prophet Thoreau, with a purple wind chime around the middle of the pillars. Now Thoreau's column is empty, as are the columns belonging to Milo and Keynes.
In this way, there were a total of five gods present - Manus, the god of thunder, the god of wind, the god of water, Seldon, the god of fire, the god of fire who had just returned, and the nightwing.
Seldon's face was still a little sickly pale, and when he saw Durand walk into the hall, he showed a happy smile, but behind his happiness, there was still a certain fear. Seldon's heart suddenly felt a dull ache, and the terrible feeling of being pierced through the heart by Durand with a war knife that night seemed to still be in his heart.
There were no cumbersome rituals and procedures for the meeting, and even if there were, Sendlow's situation didn't allow it right now.
The five gods stood on their own stone pillars, and under the purple wind chimes hanging in the middle, Durand stood without saying a word.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Manus spoke in his usual calm tone: "So, let's begin." ”
"The sixty-eighth meeting of the gods after the outbreak of the war is now officially convened. This meeting will make a decision on what to do with Durand and his knife. "In addition, there will be a special person who will attend this meeting." ”
As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly and looked at an inconspicuous person in the corner of the hall.
Durand's heart moved slightly, and he also looked over, only to see that the man had a simple appearance, wearing linen clothes, and had a strange seven-colored mark on his forehead.
"Chosen Guardian......" Durand said silently in his heart.
The Chosen Guardian in front of him was far more low-key than the No. 88 Andre, and he smiled faintly and said, "The No. 3 Chosen Guardian was ordered to come to observe the meeting, and I hope that all the gods will not be surprised." ”
The meeting officially began.
Seldon was the first to say: "The dwarven war has been fought until now, and Thoreau's prophecy has been repeatedly verified and is infallible. He said that a man with a knife would return from the forsaken land to bring hope and victory to Sendlaw. I believe that the prophesied knife wielder is Durand, and his knife is currently the only effective means of reducing the black dwarf's defenses, or rather, weapons. We are lucky that he was able to return with a knife at the most critical moment. But—"
Seldon paused and accentuated his tone: "But! Considering that Durand is a battle mage of the dual line of ice and fire, it is very difficult for a dual battle mage to inherit the divine fire and become a god. Coupled with the fact that the shape is critical, our time is limited. I mention yì, with the god-level bloodline ability stripping technique, to separate Durand from the knife and cut off the bloodline connection between the two. ”
"The relevant technology, my Snell has been fully developed. I hope that you will agree with this proposal based on the consideration of the overall situation, the general righteousness, and the future fate of Sendelo. ”
Manus waited for Sheldon to finish, and then said, "This is Seldon's Tiyì, everyone. Do you guys have anything to say? ”
No one spoke.
The gods knew in their hearts that the fact that this meeting could be held in such a peaceful atmosphere was in a sense already a sign of the outcome of the meeting. The claim that "Manus had persuaded Durand to offer his sword" was already tacit among the gods.
No one doubted, because that's how Teal Angry Manus always did.
Only he would do it, because he alone had the ability to do it—to make a person give himself willingly.
Even persuading the target is Duland.
"Then let's vote." Manus said. "Each of the five gods present has one vote; Chosen Guardian No. 3 came on behalf of the Chosen Temple, and also had one vote; Duland, you'll have a vote yourself. ”
"Yes!" Seldon was the first to speak, looking at Durand's eyes with a hint of hideous pleasure.
"Yes." Nington's solemn and powerful voice sounded, he had already said it. When the deity returns, he will still be on Serdon's side.
"Yes." The pleasant voice of the wind god came from behind the mask.
A trace of pain crossed Nightwing's face, there were seven votes in total, and now there were three yes votes. When it was her turn to vote, she didn't hesitate to spit out one word: "Against." "But I vaguely knew in my heart that it would not help.
Manus looked at the Chosen Guardian in the corner of the hall and asked calmly, "Mr. Three." What about you? ”
Number 3 smiled slightly and said, "Abstain." ”
Manus wasn't surprised. In fact, this is already the norm, and the temple likes to send people to attend important meetings, but whenever it is their turn to vote, most of the votes are abstained.
Manus looked at Durand one last time: "What about you?" You also have one vote, please do as you wish, and cast your vote. It can be for, it can be against, and of course, it can be abstention. ”
The gods in the hall all looked at Durand, and the Chosen Guardian No. 3 also looked over with interest.
Durand closed his eyes, took a deep breath, his face became more sublime and solemn than ever, and immediately opened his eyes and said with certainty: "I vote...... Approve. ”
At this moment, Seldon's eyes swelled with ecstasy that could not be concealed, Nington and Fengshen both sighed, and the Chosen Guardian raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised. Only Nightwing, she stared blankly at Durand, whose face was calm and determined, and the whole person seemed to have lost her soul in an instant.
Manus glanced deeply at Durand, nodded and said, "I vote for it." There are currently five votes in favour, one against and one abstention. Seldon's tiyì tong guò. So, next, I also have a few mentions, I hope you listen carefully. ”
"Oh?" The gods looked at Manus in surprise.
Nington asked curiously, "Manus, what else do you mention?" About Duland? ”
"Yes." Manus said unhurriedly, "First, I'll use the stripping technique of the Wind God Research Institute to strip Durand's god-level bloodline ability. ”
"What?!" Seldon was taken aback, his brow furrowed, "Why?" Manus, don't you trust the technology that Snell has developed? ”
"Not really." Manus patiently explained, "Snell and Anemo are among the best bloodline experts in my Sendelo. But there is one thing you may not know, that is: Duland's knife actually has room for further improvement! Snell's technique, while it was also able to successfully strip the sword, would cause Durand's death, and once Durand died, the evolution of the knife would cease completely. And the technology developed by Fengshen can save Duland's life while stripping off the sword. As long as Durand does not die, although the upper limit of the evolution of the battle knife will still be damaged and decreased with the peeling process, it will at least retain some room for improvement. ”
The gods were stunned, and even the No. 3 Chosen Guardian looked incredulous—
"Duland's knife...... There is still room for improvement?! ”
All the gods can judge the rank of the rules, and the general god-level abilities will not exceed the 5th order, and the attributes are single, and the comprehensiveness of the rules is very poor. On the other hand, Duland's trial knife is not only the only ability to restrain the dwarf's perverted defense, but also the rules are first-class, and most importantly, Duland's trial rules are as high as 2o rank!
2o tier!
This is already an almost ridiculously high rule level, but Manus said that Duland's knife still has room for improvement, is this really possible?
"Regarding the evolutionary characteristics and room for improvement of the Durand Knife, in addition to Durand himself, Nightwing should also know something."
Manus said as he looked at Nightwing and smiled, "Nightwing, can you confirm this for everyone?" ”
Nightwing didn't answer Manus's question at all, but stared at the wind god and asked word by word: "Your skills can save Duland's life?" ”
PS: This is the second update of today.