Chapter Eighty-Nine: Preparation
"Captain Tozan has also received an invitation letter and has already set off for the Glorious Canyon!" The big man relayed everything he knew to his friend, "Datong follows, I'll come back and hand you the invitation!" ”
"Is that so......"
Ye Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his head and looked at the invitation in his hand and groaned.
Undoubtedly, according to his previous conversation with Tozan, Tozan and Iyeta obviously have some extraordinary relationship, and this relationship is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and can even make Tozan change his personality and habits, and bite it to the death; Even if he knocked on the side, he couldn't come up with a comprehensive answer.
However, from the point to the surface, Ye Qi can also guess some.
Of course, it's not Tozan, it's Iyeta—
First of all, the blood of the Son of God in Iyeta's hands had been thoroughly absorbed by him.
Secondly, the sudden strength made him believe that he was already Lorante's strongest; Otherwise, it would not have been possible to invite so many people into the Sacred Forest District with great fanfare.
Since the end of the Sacred Age, the Sacred Forest has been a forbidden place for the unbelievers, and now that it is open, it is naturally in the spotlight; And under such a lot of attention, it is appropriate to put on a big stage; And what could be more impressive than defeating the best of the best in the whole of Lorante?
Facing Yieta's ambition, Ye Qi sneered in his heart - Ye Qi doesn't have much ambition for the so-called strongest, after all, once that 'brand' is erected, it is like a lighthouse on the sea in the dark night, not only dazzling, but more importantly, it will attract countless people to challenge.
For the strongest name. There are definitely not a few who are interested in Lorante.
And what's even more frustrating is that. Those who are arrogant and unaware of what to call are even more - blinded by so-called 'fame'. It's normal to do something out of the ordinary.
Therefore, if it was usual, Ye Qi would not pay attention to it.
However, now it's different!
First, the initiator is Iyeta, the current pope who is not only ambitious, but also crazy. If the other party really got his wish, it was hard to imagine what kind of situation the whole Lorante would face - he regarded himself as a god, and Ye Qi could guess how many of such a person's next steps, and no matter which one it was, it was not what he wanted to see.
Second, now he seems to need an absolute fame too!
A person who is the strongest seen by all the superiors of Lorant, and the words he utters are definitely much stronger than the words spoken by a person who is generally considered to be strong.
"I need to prepare. You go to inform Ava, an hour later. Let's go! ”
Taking a deep breath, Ye Qi gave the final decision.
"Good!"
The big man nodded, without the slightest objection.
……
"Iyeta really thinks she's going to win!"
Ye Qi returned to his residence on the platform of Spring City, handed the invitation to the chameleon, and told the whole story, the chameleon immediately sneered in a low voice - for Iyeta, the chameleon obviously has a lot of guesses like Ye Qi, and is even a little more detailed than Ye Qi.
After all, the chameleon, who likes to gather intelligence, gathers information about the new pope every day.
From the Archbishop of House, from Lyman, and from his own information channels, the abundance of information was enough for the chameleon to grasp the changes in Iyeta to a meticulous level.
"When the blood of the Divine Son attacked, I really wanted to see his expression!"
The chameleon said, and a gloating smile appeared on his face - what is the blood of the Divine Son, with Ye Qi's relay, the chameleon certainly understands, plus some additions from the Grand Duke of Thieves, the chameleon wants to see from the bottom of his heart how interesting the defeated face of Iyeta is after the final defeat.
For the disgust of the Holy See, the chameleon is no less than Ye Qi.
However, compared to the chameleon's schadenfreude, Ye Qi shook his head: "If I can, I don't want to see the onset of the blood of the Son of God......"
"You're worried, that guy!"
In an instant, the chameleon understood Ye Qi's thoughts.
"Well, dealing with Iyeta and the guy on the other side are two concepts in itself...... Ye Qi nodded and said very frankly, "We are already actively preparing, but if we can, I still hope that we can have a little more time!" ”
There is no doubt that Iyeta, who wielded the blood of the Son of God, would eventually become a doppelganger of his old rival of his contract companion; Although the process has slowed down a lot because he has divided some of them, the end result will not change.
It's just a matter of time.
"The millions of people in the Sacred Forest District, the pure belief that belongs to which guy has accumulated for more than four hundred years, once it breaks ......out," the chameleon muttered in a low voice, she understood what Ye Qi was worried about, and in the same way, in the face of such a problem, she had no actual solution.
After all, the power of faith itself is the most wonderful and stubborn thing in the world.
"So, I need to arrange some backups!"
Ye Qi looked at the chameleon, and then, narrowing the distance between the two, whispered; When the voice stopped, the chameleon looked at Ye Qi with a little surprise and asked, "Do you really need to do this?" ”
"I don't want to do it if I could!" Ye Qi replied, "You can discuss it with your contracted companion...... It will require its cooperation, and as for my fellow contractor, it would like me to speed it up for it—and in return, I will give out my portion of the 100th of the believers! ”
"Tsk, that guy is cheering!"
The chameleon was silent for a moment, obviously communicating with the Grand Duke of Thieves, and after a while, he raised his head to look at Ye Qi and said with a smile, "Although I took ninety percent of that one!" ”
"If it was mine, I guess I'd be yelling and rolling all over the ground by this time!"
Ye Qi smiled and shrugged.
"It's not the same as yours, even in its heyday. It still doesn't have a lot of followers. And it is divided by the gods of night, darkness, killing, and so on. In the true sense of the word, the simple belief in it is about the same as the number I gave, or even less, and of course it will cheer! ”
The chameleon turned around, faced Ye Qi, gently stopped Ye Qi's shoulders, and as he spoke, he pillowed his head on Ye Qi's broad shoulders and whispered, "If there is no hope of winning." Remember to leave quickly, Zhilu Dao? ”
"Don't worry, I'm scared to death! Know the ...... of the Dao"
Ye Qi nodded slightly and replied softly, but before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by the chameleon, and he was also gagged with his mouth.
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Shak, the central castle, the tower of the moonlit night.
The Lord of the Tower of the Moonlit Night. The old man Hessel was sitting behind his desk, including the Lord of the Tower of Wisdom. Except for the tower masters who were still unable to participate in the decision-making, all of them gathered around this desk, and the eyes of the five tower masters were all looking at the white-gold invitation letter full of holy light on the table.
"Inviting the five of us to go to the Sacred Forest with us, what is Iyeta going to do? Do you want to catch us all? ”
The Tower Master of the Athletic Tower asked with a frown.
"Not only the five of us, but Ye Qi, the Supreme Government, the major families, the mercenary organization, and some rich people have all been invited!" The Lord of the Relic Tower shook his flask, burped, and continued, "It's not just us who he wants to catch them all, it's all of Lorant! ”
"Maybe he can come to my Tower of Thorns to wake up!"
A smile full of sunshine appeared, and Mordred whispered—but a gloomy feeling rippled over the body of the Tower of Thorns, even ordinary people could feel it, let alone the few Demon Hunter Tower Masters in front of him.
"There's one thing I need to explain to you, it's about the blood of the Son of God!"
After glancing at Mordred, Hessel tapped the table lightly, attracting everyone's attention, and then said slowly: "Iyeta has obtained the blood of the Son of God, and has absorbed it!" ”
"The blood of the Son of God? Is the message reliable? ”
After hearing this term, even the Lord of the Tower of the Relic became serious - because, according to the records of the ancestors of the demon hunters, the function of the blood of the Divine Son was very powerful, and even had a decisive role; Not only to become an immortal-level powerhouse, but even to allow that God of Light to appear in the world.
"It's from Ye Qi, it's very reliable!"
Hessel replied solemnly.
"Is it from Ye Qi......
Suddenly, the suspicions of the rest of the tower masters disappeared, and the trust in Ye Qi made them not doubt it at all, even the tower master of wisdom who could see a certain picture in the future did not say anything; After all, in Ye Qi's body, she always saw something plausible.
Although it was the same at other times, it appeared too often in Ye Qi's body.
Even, more than his teacher......
Suddenly, the tower master of the tower of wisdom, who thought of a middle-aged bad man, snorted involuntarily, and a trace of wrinkles appeared on his smooth forehead.
The remaining four tower masters all saw such a change, except for the tower master of the Tower of Thorns, who subconsciously frowned, the remaining three were very conscious and didn't see it—something like feelings was too complicated, so complicated that bystanders would be affected by the pond fish.
Knowing that he would end up talking too much at this time, therefore, the Tower Master of the Holy Relic and the Tower Master of the Athletic Tower, including Hessel, all pulled the topic back very wisely-
"Ye Qi has already set off from the bridge on the other side to the Sacred Mountain, who are we going here? At least two! ”
Hessel's gaze swept over the four people present and asked.
Obviously, this trip to the Sacred Mountain is undoubtedly not headed by the tower protectors, and there must be two or more tower owners to go.
After all, apart from Iyeta, who had absorbed the blood of the Son of God, the Sacred Forest District itself was a Longtan Tiger's Den.
The strength of the commoner is pitiful, but when the commoner becomes a believer, and the number reaches a million, it is definitely a horror that can only be described as terrifying.
Even immortality can't get out of it all in its entirety.
Unless it's a 'god' with the same number of believers. in order to be able to resist the pressure brought about by such a large number of believers; And other than that? Naturally, it can only be prepared in the same way.
Quantity VS Quantity!
The former is the number of believers. The latter is the number of the strong.
"I'll go!"
"I'll go!"
Almost as soon as Hessel's words fell. The Tower Master of Athletics and the Tower Master of Thorns said at the same time.
Hessel and Blanc looked at the Tower of Thorns in surprise.
The two of them would not be surprised by the voice of the tower master of the competitive tower, after all, the other party's character is like this; If there is a fight, it is strange if he does not go; But the Tower of Thorns Tower Master is different, unless it has reached the point where it is unacceptable, otherwise he will not leave his Tower of Thorns at all.
It's like the last time you faced the attack of the dark creatures. With manpower short, the Lord of the Tower of Thorns appeared on the battlefield.
As for the Tower of Wisdom?
Because of his oath, even if he has great strength, he cannot appear on the battlefield, no matter what kind of battlefield; Therefore, most of the time, the master of the Tower of Wisdom is in the position of a staff officer.
"Mordred, you?"
Hessel finally asked.
Although they are not friends who talk about everything, the two sides still have a good friendship, which is enough for Hessel to have a reason to ask.
"Ieta once had a pact with me...... Do you remember? ”
The Tower of Thorns Lord suddenly asked.
"Agreed...... Could it be that? ”
Hessel was stunned for a moment, then remembered.
"Hmm. That's the promise, and I think it's time to get it done! ”
The Tower of Thorns Lord smiled again. It's just that, compared to the usual sunshine, this smile is with a hint of coldness.
"That promise can't be a true oath at all......"
Blank, the Lord of the Relic Tower, shook his flask to persuade the Lord of the Tower of Thorns, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other party.
"I didn't take it as an oath either, just a promise—a promise I've been waiting for!"
The Lord of the Tower of Thorns said this, and then, without waiting for the others to speak, he stood up like this and walked out slowly.
"Notify me when you're leaving!"
The voice of the words came out after the figure of the tower master of the Tower of Thorns disappeared.
"I think I should go this time too!"
The Lord of the Relic Tower looked at his old friend helplessly, uncorked the bottle and poured a sip of wine - for Mordred in this state, Blanc would not be reassured.
Once there is an accident, they absolutely regret it.
In this regard, Hessel did not stop him, and nodded directly, agreeing with such a proposal.
"Pednange, do you have any suggestions?"
Hessel took a deep breath and asked the Lord of the Tower of Wisdom—this was the custom of everyone after each discussion; After all, the ability of the Tower Master of Wisdom is too important to supplement and suggest such a thing, even if it is an irrelevant sentence or two, it can play an unexpected role.
"It's a good arrangement!"
The Lord of the Tower of Wisdom left such a sentence, turned around and walked out.
Undoubtedly, she had no more advice for this trip to Mount Kinabalu, even though she had been born and lived there.
Following the departure of the Lord of the Tower of Thorns, the Lord of the Tower of Wisdom also left.
The remaining three tower masters looked at each other and involuntarily smiled bitterly a few times.
"What a mess!"
The Lord of the Tower of the Relic sat on his old friend's desk without any image and let out such an exclamation.
"It's always been like this, I'm used to it!"
The tower master of the competitive tower shook his head indifferently.
"I just hope that someone will take my place!"
The Lord of the Moonlit Tower said.
"I'm not suitable!"
"I'm not suitable either!"
Just when the words of the tower master of the moonlit night had just fallen, the voices of the tower master of the holy relics and the tower master of the competition sounded one after the other, and then, the two tower masters walked out in no particular order, their bodies were fast, and they disappeared before the tower master of the moonlit night could react.
Leaving the tower of the moonlit night, the tower lord smiled bitterly.
After a while, the tower master of the moonlit night sighed softly: "Ye, this kid is the most suitable candidate, but unfortunately, he is as hateful as his bastard teacher!" ”
As if thinking of some life, the tower master of the moonlit night suddenly took a few breaths of cool air as if he had a toothache.
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Xialin District, Dude, the highest government building.
Moretti pushed Casde's wheelchair and walked into Dides's office, and after the two of them gave a military salute, they stood quietly at their desks, waiting for the man's orders.
Although Dides will not participate in any management of the supreme government, he has extraordinary prestige.
And it is precisely because of this prestige that his identity and status have become extremely special.
Even the Speaker of each term cannot ignore the fact that Dides does not have any status that belongs to the supreme government in the true sense of the word.
"Moretti, I need to see Erin and Zad!"
Dides said.
"Yes, Your Excellency!"
Moretti was stunned for a moment, and then, after giving a military salute, he turned around and walked out.
"Cast, call all the special operations teams!"
The moment Morrieti walked out of the office, Dides's voice rang out again.
"Yes, Your Excellency!"
Cast, who was sitting in a wheelchair, gave a military salute and turned his wheelchair to walk out at a speed not inferior to Moriti.
And when the two left, Dides picked up the white-gold invitation again, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes behind the sunglasses were with a hint of disdain.
PS The first update ~~~ timing~~~
Decadent crying for protection~~~ (To be continued......)