The hurricane was still raging, and this situation was somewhat unexpected by Qin Xiaoxia, so he could only continue to try to communicate in a cold sweat.

The character of the Mother of the World is obviously more detached than the Sage imagined, if she has such an attribute as character.

Fortunately, the worst did not happen, the secret realm of the association headquarters was not broken, and the external celestial phenomena did not become natural disasters, and after Qin Xiaoxia was trembling for more than ten minutes, it finally gradually weakened and dissipated.

This sudden celestial change came and went quickly, and the scope of influence was not very wide, and it was limited to the Qingzhen generation.

Of course, there were also a small number of casualties, such as car accidents caused by celestial phenomena, but overall it was not a big problem.

However, the tide of darkness has just been experienced, and the danger period has not yet passed, and people are very sensitive to changes in the sky.

The Yuecheng garrison was stationed at the headquarters of Qingzhen, and there was already a tense atmosphere at the moment.

The communication sound of equipment communication, the inquiry and communication of the superior unit, and the communication of the subordinate departments requesting instructions...... Constantly summarized here.

"Command, the celestial changes have basically disappeared, repeat, the celestial changes have basically disappeared!"

"Let the battalions be ready for battle, send armored vehicles out on patrol, yes, a little heavier!"

The regiment commander on one side looked at the climate change on the computer screen with a cigarette in his mouth, and asked the combat staff officer on the side.

"Does the superior have any new instructions?

The combat staff officer shook his head.

"It's only been less than half an hour, the analysis is not so fast, and this kind of change without any buffer and without warning, traditional meteorological analysis has almost no effect, and the superiors still keep us in a state of combat readiness. ”

"What about the evacuation? Didn't we respond to our evacuation request?"

"No, the authorities still need to confirm some things before they can decide whether to evacuate the 50,000 residents of this generation. ”

The regimental commander took another puff, threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stepped on it.

"Confirm a ghost!"

。。。

"Whew...... It's finally over...... Uh, Red Banshee, are you alright?"

Qin Xiaoxia wanted to wipe the non-existent sweat, and found that the red banshee's entire body was trembling slightly, just like being very cold, and her face was a little unnatural.

"It's okay, it's just a bit expensive...... Now, is it all right?"

This is actually the question that Qin Xiaoxia wants to ask, but there is no one to ask.

"No problem... Should... I hope ......"

After saying this, the mobile phone in Qin Xiaoxia's pocket suddenly rang, and it was Cui Ying calling.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

At the editorial office at that end, Cui Ying looked at the information on the computer, refined it, and explained it concisely.

"Sage-sage, the people from the special security team are asking if we know what the vision is going on in Qingzhen, and if there are any threats that need to be paid attention to?"

Sure enough, the group of guys asked about Shuguang's head, and Qin Xiaoxia thought for a moment and answered.

"Tell them that we made this by accident, that there is no threat, that there is no threat, express our apologies, and so be it. ”

"Okay, I got it. ”

As soon as the phone hung up, Qin Xiaoxia shrugged his shoulders towards the red banshee, looking like he was really like this.

The headquarters of the Qingzhen garrison was still filled with a tense atmosphere.

The operator suddenly received an order from his superiors, and then turned his head with a strange expression to look at the leaders who were studying the electronic sand table arrangement.

"Report! Instructions from superiors, high-level alert lifted!"

"Uh-huh, you say it again!"

"Report to the head of the regiment, order from above, the senior alert will be lifted, and the original military alert state will be maintained!"

The regimental commander walked in front of the correspondent in three steps and two steps.

"Why?"

The Messenger shook his head.

The reason is not stated in the order. ”

"Damn! I'll check with the division headquarters again and connect me to the division headquarters!"

After two or three minutes, the regimental commander put down the headset and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Order the troops, contact the high-level alert state, and everything will be restored to its original state!"

。。。

The new Otherworld, which doesn't know the name or simply doesn't have a name, is entering the most tense moment for the Zingle Empire's divine sacrifice project.

On the side of the mountain in the early morning, the roar of animals and the neighing of livestock are everywhere.

Surrounded by more than a dozen guards, Heno and Branthai were in armor and sword-wielding, and were visiting the place that smelled of animals and feces.

If you had to describe it, it would be like a hundred times more like the smell of a dirty pet store with poor hygiene.

The laborers and soldiers in charge of the large animal care area at the foot of the mountain had become accustomed to the smell, or rather a somewhat protective loss of smell.

But for some nobles who have just escorted animals here, even if they are accompanied by animals during the journey, the smell here is already so big that many people have no appetite to eat.

However, the nobles of Nolan City are not so delicate.

When you move forward, your feet are sometimes a little shallow and wet, and it is the urine of the animals that moistens the mud in the mountains.

"It's a huge slaughterhouse. ”

Heno whispered as he walked.

Brantey nodded, pointing to corners where dead animal carcasses were piled up.

"Some of them can't survive being slaughtered and can't hold on first. ”

However, the carcasses of wild beasts and livestock are not wasted, and they are chopped up and used to feed some carnivorous beasts, and several butchers are constantly stabbing them.

A soldier in delicate armor suddenly trotted down the mountain road to approach Heno and the others.

"Your Majesty the Emperor is about to arrive here, please hurry up and greet you!"

Brantey was shocked.

Shouldn't there be at least a few more days left today?

"Got it, we'll be right over!"

Heno also looked puzzled when he responded to the summons, and rushed to the entrance of the camp on the other side with his son and his guards.

Naturally, the Emperor did not pass by the livestock wardrobe, and there was a clean and tidy road leading to a simple palace and a hilltop altar halfway up the mountain, although the smell of animals was inevitable all over the mountain.

Not counting any soldiers and attendants, but only nobles and officials, the procession still numbered in the hundreds.

Since it is said to be a "national sacrifice" on the surface, there must be a corresponding matching arrangement.

"Your Majesty to !!!!"

"Toot ~~~~" "Toot ~~~~~"

The brigade guards who marched forward, a kind of horn soldier who accompanied them.

Vog didn't ride in a carriage or carry anything with anyone, and he chose to go up the mountain step by step in his own uniform.

Imperial nobles, powerful ministers, royal children...... The expressions of the crowd were respectful and humble, and no one dared to look too directly into the emperor's face.

Vogoff was imposing, and this awe he enjoyed for decades, but it was not enough, there was not enough time, and there were not enough people!

Under the gaze of the courtiers on both sides, he struggled to restrain his illness, no matter how uncomfortable he was, he was still the tough emperor on the surface.

Until he entered a simple palace emperor's bedroom, he sat on a fur chair with animal skins......

"Cough cough...... Ahem, ahem... Ho... cough cough cough cough ...... ....... vomit"

Vogoff finally couldn't hold back and began to cough violently, which he couldn't stop for several minutes.

The attendants hurriedly prepared medicinal tea, delivered the phlegm basin, and pulled it into the charcoal stove......

The old emperor barely stopped coughing when he had already begun to have a sharp pain in his chest, and then suddenly looked up at the chamberlain and a dozen other attendants in the dormitory, and the glances made the dozen pairs of eyes that were originally full of concern and worry immediately freeze.

"Send an order to the master of ceremonies, and the moment the heat of the solar star weakens in the afternoon, the 'altar washing' will begin!"

The voice was not at all as full of breath as when he had just greeted the nobles, revealing a low hoarseness.

"Your Majesty!"

The chamberlain immediately complied, then nodded to one of the attendants beside him, who immediately trotted out.

The master of ceremonies had already anticipated it when His Majesty the Emperor left for the altar in advance, so he immediately began to prepare.

Although the progress of the whole project is less than half, the altar does not mention the rumored weirdness, the main body is actually very simple, and its sacrificial function is already in place.

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