The silence of the lightless hall could be heard as a pinhead fell, and when the name Luo appeared, everyone would involuntarily remember his past, which was a taboo-like name, a fishbone stuck in the throats of the pinnacle speakers. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"He, why is he there?" After a long silence, Jessor finally asked.

"How would I know." The dragon responded rather coldly.

Jessor stared deeply at the expressionless dragon, then waved his hand slightly.

"Lock up the native species, tomorrow, and let the council decide his future."

Hearing this, a hint of sarcasm flashed on the dragon's face, the so-called parliamentary decision was just a formality, and Jesall would not let the native species live, which was a "secret" that almost everyone knew.

With a slight greeting, the guards picked up the fainting Fan, and the dragon turned and left the Hall of Lightless.

After the dragon left, the lightless hall suddenly shone with a misty light.

"Mister, what do you think about this?" Jessor's wrinkled eyelids drooped, and his old face was pensive or gloomy.

The voice came from the misty light that was distant and mysterious, "You don't need to worry, Jessor, Luo's appearance may have been just accidental. ”

"No, it can't be. You know him, I know him, and his presence is too coincidental. Jessor frowned at his pale gray brows, his face was covered with brown age spots under the misty radiance, he was so old that it seemed that even at his peak level, he could not escape the fate of aging.

Mister sighed softly, what Jessor said was right, they all knew Lo, and they understood deeply, "Don't worry, Jessor, he can't stop anything, and when the decision of the council appears, everything will be settled." ”

"Yes." With a slight forehead, Jessor nodded.

The misty brilliance quickly dimmed, and just as it was about to disappear, with the last bit of light, the place where the sound came out, the place where the light source was generated, was not a human being, but a huge insect crystal!

………………

The next day, at the front of the Hall of Lightlessness, hundreds of people were waiting here.

These are hundreds of pinnacle lifeforms, and almost all of the pinnacle beings loyal to the Pinnacle Council are gathered here, except for those who are on missions outside.

With such a huge number, it is completely possible to easily destroy any organization and any civilization.

With the solemn sound of the bell, the Hall of Lightlessness slowly opened, and the solemn-looking Peak Beings stepped in, knowing the purpose of their visit, the future of the Council, their future, and the future of humanity.

Of course, this is what they think.

The lightless hall that was well versed in it became bright at this moment, and its inner structure was finally revealed at this moment.

Eleven huge and fantastically colored insect crystals enclosed the entire lightless hall into a circle, and on each insect crystal carved into a huge seat, there was a person sitting on it. They are the Presidents of the Summit Council, and they control the future of the entire Council.

The pinnacle beings who had entered the stream sat down one after another, and their seats were very elaborate, and each of them belonged to a certain councillor.

And when everyone was seated, there was one spot that seemed unusually abrupt.

Dragon, he sat alone in many seats lower than the other speakers, and behind him there were many empty seats. The most strange thing is that compared to the huge insect crystals under the other eleven people, there is only a simple chair under him, and the seventh speaker, who makes up the peak council of the twelve, seems to reveal an anomaly that is completely different from the others.

A light cough immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The first seat of the Summit Council, the highest point in the audience, Jessore solemnly lowered his eyebrows.

"Today," his voice was loud and serious, "the Hall of Lightlessness is open again, and it's been five years since the last time. ”

Waiting for the chatter to pass, Jessor continued, "The native species has been successfully captured, and here today we will jointly pronounce his future. ”

Fierce discussions suddenly sounded in the hall, the native species, the existence that every peak life who swore allegiance to the council must understand, this existence that occupies an important position in their long life, this prophecy is related to the existence of the survival of the peak council, today, it has finally appeared!

"In the process of capturing the native species, we unfortunately lost two excellent warriors, and from this point of view, the danger of the native species is self-evident."

"Kill him! He is the source of sin! Immediately there was a fierce shout from the hall.

"He can't be allowed to continue to grow, the council has an obligation to protect the future of humanity!"

With his hands pressed down, Jessor stopped the loud shouting, "But good always triumphs over evil, and no matter what, the native species was successfully captured by us, and it was our Seventh Council Leader, the Dragon, who accomplished this feat." ”

Almost instantly, the dragon could feel the peeping eyes on him from all directions, respect, awe, fear, and contradictions, but to him, these were meaningless.

"And now, under the witness of our common witness, in the name of justice of the Peak Council, we jointly declare the fate of the enemies of the prophesied beings and the native species!"

With Jessor's high-pitched and loud voice, the side hall of the council burst open, escorted by a team of pinnacle-level guards, Van lowered his head, and his whole body was blocked by heavy shackles.

As he went, every step he took was extremely difficult, and the heavy shackles were made of unknown materials, making him feel powerless as the pinnacle of strength.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! ”

Almost as soon as he appeared, the entire council exploded, and the high-pitched roar was filled with hatred that could not be understood by Fan.

This hatred is sincere and passionate, as if it is engraved in their bones.

But have they seen themselves? Do you know him again? The answer is no. So where does their hatred come from?

Pulling the corners of his mouth sarcastically, combined with Jessor's previous "words of justice", the peak council, which originally occupied a lot of weight in the hearts of the Brahman, collapsed with a bang.

"A bunch of order-builders dressed up in hypocrisy." Van sneered silently.

"Get on your knees!"

In the center of the rotunda hall, the guards who were escorting him kicked him down.

He raised his head with difficulty, and the heavy shackles around his neck were about to bend him.

In the noisy discussion, he finally saw the real corner of the Summit Council.

The first to bear the brunt were the twelve speakers, and Fan's gaze lingered on the huge insect crystal beneath them for a long time. Secondly, there are the many peak beings who sit behind them.

There are also factions here, and it seems that human nature will not change drastically because of the evolution of life levels, and the corners of Fan's sarcastic mouth are even bigger.

"Native species, you are guilty!" The roaring sound, with the fury of judgment, roared towards the kneeling of Fan.

Slowly raised his head, his eyes stared directly at the first council leader above the huge insect crystal, this was the first time Fan had seen him, for some reason, he had a sense of disgust.

Jessor has gray hair and gray eyebrows, a long gray beard, and even the clothes he wears are gray. Brown age spots mottled his face, deep wrinkles crawled all over his face, thick eyelids almost covered his eyes, the folds of his neck were particularly thick, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, with a hint of natural majesty, it was really hard to imagine how many years he had gone through to grow such "terrible" wrinkles.

And at this time, the old and excessive First Council Leader was pointing at him with his loose-skinned fingers.

"Am I guilty? Heh......" smiled mockingly, and Van barely bothered to fight back.

"Silence means recognition, filthy native species, we should let him go to hell immediately!"

"The Summit Council of Justice will never allow him to destroy the world, we are the guardians of order!"

The cries of excitement were still clear in the noisy discussions, and they proclaimed the fate of Brahman with their natural judgment.

"Native species, I ask you again, you are guilty!" Jessor's booming voice overwhelmed everything.

"Do you know my name?"

"What?" was disrupted by Fan's sudden question, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

"Do you know my name?" Again, the Sanskrit sarcasm became even more pronounced.

However, in the face of his question, except for the embarrassment of looking at each other, everyone was silent for a while.

"You don't even know my name, but you are 'judging' my guilt in this unashamed and high-minded manner! This is the procedure of the Summit Council, and this is the justice you uphold! Nauseating! The sonorous tone shook everyone, and it was only then that they realized that they really didn't know the name of the native species.

"We don't necessarily know his name, just as light rejects darkness, justice hates evil, he is sin, and I don't want to taint a little bit of his filth, even if I know his name!"

"That's right! He's guilty, and we don't need to know the name of the criminal! The voice of the defense was full of righteousness and awe.

"You ask me if I know sin. Then I will ask you again, what crime I have committed! ”

"For the sake of the world, countless lives have died in your hands!" The Sixth Speaker shouted.

"You haven't killed anyone? None of you have ever killed anyone?! What right do you, who have blood-stained hands, come to judge me! ”

"That's different, we're here to maintain order!" The Sixth Speaker retorted.

"I'm here to live!"

"So you are sinful!"

"If it is a sin to live, then you all deserve to die."

"Ridiculous! If everyone had killed others for their own lives, the world would have collapsed and lost order long ago! The Ninth Speaker scoffed.

"So you think there is order in this world?" Van asked rhetorically.

"That's exactly what we insisted on!" Someone in the council shouted.

"Hmph, high up in the ant."

"What did you say?!"

"Don't waste time with him, didn't Bai Fenglie and Fran kill him? By that alone, he deserves death! This is the roar of the third speaker, and Bai Fenglie and Fulang are his subordinates.

The sneer almost couldn't help but let out, and the image of the Summit Council in his heart fell again and again, "According to your intentions, I should just let them take me back, and then accept your group of 'high-up' existences and pronounce my fate?" ”

"Your existence itself is a sin, and crimes must be punished, and this is the order upheld by the Summit Council!" The Fourth Speaker pronounced the verdict.

Hearing this, Van suddenly stopped talking.

"Native species, does your silence mean that you have confessed your sins?" Jessor's voice came at this time.

"My very existence is a sin, and even if you can say such things, does it matter if I confess my sin or not? If you confess your sins, you will let me go. ”

"Kill him! Can't let him go! He can't be allowed to reproduce the fragments of the prophecy! We must strangle him in the cradle! ”

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The silent ridicule, the arrogance from the Summit Council almost made Van laugh, this is an angry backlaugh, a silent mockery, they don't know him at all, and of course they don't want to know him, their arbitrary judgment, the abuse of the majesty of the high, this is a group of poor worms who are divorced from the reality of the world, living in the so-called righteous order.

Van couldn't figure out why they were like this, a life with an otherworldly pinnacle could be arrogant to such an extent. Or perhaps, it is precisely because they are otherworldly that they are extraordinarily arrogant.

The long trial process came to his ears, and Van didn't bother to listen, let alone answer, because he knew that no matter how he argued, the final outcome was doomed, and this was a farce, and arguing with the arrogant was a waste of time.

This is a group of gods who think they are on high and judge the world.

"The final decision will be made by the Presidents of the Council."

Along with Jessor's decision, the Chairmen lit up the worm crystals under them in turn, symbolizing their approval of the final resolution.

All the eleven worm crystals lit up, but there was only one person.

"Speaker Seventh, what is your opinion?"

The dragon slowly opened his eyes, and from the very beginning of the council, he had been in a state of false sleep until this final decision appeared.

Slowly sitting up straight, Long Buxian said lightly, "Does my opinion matter, since you have already decided, why do you bother to ask me." ”

Glancing deeply at the dragon, Jessor nodded and said, "In that case, unanimously passed." Hold the native seed down, and tomorrow, put to death! ”

The cold trial decided the fate of Van in this way, and until the end he did not know what sin he had committed, and perhaps his very existence was a mistake, as they say.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?" Jessor looked at Van as he was escorted up.

Van was silent at first, and then suddenly spoke when his escort thought he had nothing to say and were going to take him away.

"Yes."

"Say." Jessor said as if giving alms.

Van looked around, as if to remember every face here, "Remember my words, if you can't kill me tomorrow, sooner or later, one day, I want you all to be wiped out." ”

There was neither low nor high in the light tone, no hatred, no threat, just such a bland sentence, bland like water.

But it was such a bland sentence that proved his determination!

"Can't let him live! How dare he threaten the Parliament! ”

"As the prophecy says, keeping him alive will surely destroy us!" The council was full of angry yelling.

Laughing silently again, Van lowered his head sarcastically.

"Take it away!" Jessor furrowed his flabby forehead, deep wrinkles like an axe and a chisel.

Seeing that Van was about to disappear into the depths of darkness, the door of the council suddenly opened.

"Jessor, do you remember our agreement, we didn't just kill him when we made the decision we made."

White-robed, white-robed, the figure shrouded in whiteness, and the eyes of the galaxy hanging upside down.

Almost exclaiming, there were groups of half-kneeling creatures.

"Oracle One! See the Oracle Lord! (To be continued.) )