Doomsday Space, Round Table Council.

It was a vast expanse of dark gold tiled land, and no one knew where the end of the land was, and it was surrounded by a black void, with only a light source that seemed to be the sun and a light at the top.

In the center of the dark golden earth, there is a luxurious round table, which is suspended in mid-air, more than two meters above the ground, and a white tablecloth is spread on the tablecloth, which is full of intricate inscriptions.

The whole scene here has a deep sense of mystery, making it impossible to confirm whether this space really exists in this world.

Around the table, ten sandalwood benches are evenly arranged, and the high back of each chair is carved with an ornate and delicate pattern, which seems to show the identity of the owner of the chair.

Above the chair, a clear number floats, from the beginning, clockwise to the tenth, all of which are extremely dignified in appearance, without any bells and whistles, and seem to represent absolute authority and orthodoxy.

On the chair marked No. 1, a bright yellow color suddenly surged, and then, a pale golden figure appeared on the No. 1 chair, this person had long white hair, but it seemed to be a middle-aged man, from his face, no wrinkles could be seen, his eyes were tightly closed, and his mouth seemed to be muttering something.

All the contractors above the third order in the space knew this middle-aged man, because he was the most powerful person in the space, the leader of the large team of divine revelations, and the chief speaker of the doomsday space, Taylor!

Now that Taylor is here and sitting in this position, it means that the meaning of this round table has been clarified.

This is the round table council that represents the highest authority of the doomsday space, a decision that has accompanied the doomsday space from its weakening to its rise, and has witnessed the decisions that have determined the fate of the entire space again and again.

And today, it is clear that another meeting is going to take place at this round table.

With the appearance of Chief Councilor Taylor, the remaining chairs instantly flashed with various colors, some red as fire, some bright as the wind, and some black as ink.

Among these chairs, the chair numbered six, there is no one in the figure.

Taylor, who was sitting in the number one position, stopped talking and opened his eyes, and a pair of sharp gazes came through, his gaze swept over the round table, looked at everyone in the room, and finally fixed his gaze on seat six.

"The roundtable meeting held today is mainly to invite everyone to come over and discuss what happened in the recent trial war, as well as some feedback from the spatial origin consciousness."

Taylor spoke, his voice deep and legible, to ensure that everyone in the room could hear it clearly.

"So, first of all, let me give you a general overview of what happened this time."

"Before the two plot reincarnations, a fourth-order contractor in the demon space caused a plane backlash in the Flood Desolation High Demon World, and because the power of the Flood Desolation High Demon World exceeded the control of the dimensional space and the Ten Thousand Worlds Court, the major spaces could not recover the fourth-order contractor they left in the Flood Desolation World."

"Those fourth-order contractors were kicked out of the plane by the plane consciousness of the desolate world, and they were exiled in the space-time sea, unable to return on their own."

"Since the fourth-order contractors belong to the top combat power of the space, the major spaces have joined forces with the Ten Thousand Realms Court to pull some of the fourth-order contractors out of the dimensional gravitational field of the desolate world and temporarily put them in the land of God's Breath for storage."

"After the rescue operation ended, the Ten Thousand Worlds Court judged the level of the plot accident and decided that only one Fourth-Order Contractor could be saved, and the others would become part of the God's Rest. As a result, the Court of All Worlds started the Judgment War, adopting the Holy Grail War mode. ”

"In this space, there is a fourth-order contractor Wang Hao and a fourth-order contractor Meka, the two of them are in the land of God's rest, and after the judgment of the interests of the spatial origin consciousness, they decided to give up Wang Hao and save Meka. So, we sent a First Order Contractor to participate in the Inquisition War and become the Master of Meka. ”

With that, Taylor's eyes looked at the one in the fourth position.

It was a man wrapped in pitch-black flames, and no one could see his face, only the black flames that were constantly boiling and burning around him.

"After the last reincarnation of the plot, the Fourth Councilor, the Ghost King, abused his power and changed the return track without authorization, and teleported a first-order contractor of this space to the preparatory site of the trial war, and the contractor's number is 1303."

Taylor described all this, with a speed and tone, as if he was describing something that had nothing to do with him, and the others seemed to be accustomed to Taylor's unadulterated description.

"After the trial war began, the first-order masters of the major spaces all summoned the fourth-order contractor belonging to their own space side as a heroic spirit from the land of God's rest, and the demon space did not send a first-order master to participate in the judgment war, so the contractor of the doomsday space, 1303, summoned the fourth-order contractor of the demon space as a heroic spirit."

"We don't know the process of the trial war, but in the end, among the seven first-order masters and the seven first-order heroic spirits, only the 1303 Heroic Spirit, the contractor of the Doomsday Space, won the victory of the Judgment War."

"This contractor 1303 has now returned to the doomsday space, as for the fourth-order heroic spirit, we can't find the whereabouts, the relevant information of the trial war has also been declared confidential by the Ten Thousand Realms Court, if you want to violate the secret regulations of the Ten Thousand Realms Court, the cost is very high."

"What do you think about this?"

As soon as Taylor finished speaking, the ghost king sitting in the fourth position let out a heaven-shattering roar: "This Su Yun! He must die! Must die! ”

The voice of the ghost king was close to gritting his teeth, as if he had a grudge against Su Yun for killing his father and taking his wife!

The others seemed to be in a state of indifference to the Ghost King's roar, as if they had expected him to explode emotionally.

The person sitting in the ninth seat with a red body and a mage-like appearance spoke: "Ghost King, I know that you and Tiantian are friends, and the two of them have formed a bond of life and death since the first order, but this is in the Round Table Council, you had better control your emotions!" ”

This red-clothed mage is the first mage of the doomsday space, from the blood sea of the blood clan of the space-time sea.

"What emotions to control! Control your ancestors for eighteen generations! I don't have any other proposals, my proposal is that Su Yun must die! Don't you talk about interests? I take all my savings out! I want his life! I'm going to use the final authority of the councillors! The Ghost King roared almost hysterically.

The sea of blood frowned, and did not retort, in a meeting at this level, expressing one's attitude with the voting results is the best counterattack. He just leaned back, then looked at the ghost king coldly, and didn't speak again.

Now everyone can see that the ghost king has no matter the cost, he is like a mad dog, when he sees people, he will rush up and bite it, no one will want to touch this moldy head, even if he and a mad dog bite each other to win, it is not a glorious thing.

All the people who can sit next to this round table are not stupid, they have a scale in their hearts, and on either side of the scale are their own profit chips.

Some people use money as a bargaining chip, some people use power as a bargaining chip, some people use desire as a bargaining chip, some people use feelings as a bargaining chip, and so on.

But from most people's point of view, putting the Ghost King and Su Yun on both sides of the scale as chips must be heavier on the Ghost King's side.

Su Yun is a low-level contractor, they are not familiar with it at all, they don't understand, in the eyes of these bigwigs, such an ignorant first-order contractor is really no different from an ant, and the ghost king is willing to pay all his net worth as a price, and the two are not at all in the same order of magnitude.

The Ghost King divided all his savings equally among everyone who was doing it, and if he pulled a vote for each of them, each of them could earn a lot of money, compared to what it was to sacrifice a small ant.

Taking advantage of the ghost king's emotions to get out of control, making a lot of money is the direction that is in line with the interests of most people.

So everyone was silent, silently waiting for the voting session to begin.

However, the silence was not destined to last long.

Sitting in the second seat, the man who had been hiding in the shadows raised his head.

The moment he looked up, all the other contractors turned their heads.

Everyone at the round table, before the meeting, clearly knew what the focus of this meeting was, so they all knew some simple information in advance to prevent themselves from losing their own interests due to the lack of information at the round table.

That is the first general in the space in front of him, who everyone knows and knows, and one of the only two fourth-order contractors in the space, Nirvana.

The Ghost King's blood-red eyes were fixed on Nirvana, and his body was trembling slightly, a tremor that was extremely angry but had nowhere to vent.

Nirvana can be said to be the only stakeholder with Su Yun.

According to Nirvana's original style of doing things, there is a high probability that he will remain silent at this time, because when he finally divides the interests of the ghost king, as Su Yun's mentor, he will definitely be able to reap the largest part of the benefits, and as a price, the loss of a low-level student is not a loss at all for the mentor.

On most people's bills, this is undoubtedly a "no profit" transaction, which is simply a wealth delivered to the hand.

But now that Nirvana is sitting up straight, he obviously has something to say, could it be that he wants to divide more benefits? Onlookers speculated.

Nirvana nodded slightly to Taylor beside him, and then took out a crystal ball.

It's a hologram crystal ball that can be used to record everything that the naked eye can see and play it back in 3D.

The crystal ball floated slowly from Nirvana's hand, and then levitated directly above the round table.

Nirvana stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in the air.

"Po"

The surface of the crystal ball instantly emitted a strong light, and everyone at the round table seemed to have traveled through time and space, and instantly came to a vast sea of clouds!

All the councillors glanced at each other, and it was obvious that Nirvana had a purpose in showing the contents of this crystal ball to everyone, and everyone began to look in the direction of the crystal ball.

The sunset is like blood, and the sea of clouds is vast.

Three hazy pillars of light suddenly bloomed from among the clouds, one red, one gold, and one blue, these three pillars of light seemed to be the aurora that penetrated the sky and the earth, and penetrated the heavens and the earth in an instant.

Seeing this, Taylor suddenly spoke: "Jiugong, explain the cause and effect." ”